When I was writing 'The White Tiger' I lived in a building pretty much exactly like the one I described in this novel, and the people in the book are the people I lived with back then. So I didn't have to do much research to find them.
And as he spoke of understanding, I looked up and saw the rainbow leap with flames of many colors over me.
That's the way things come clear. All of a sudden. And then you realize how obvious they've been all along.

