Ah, the relaxing joy of an E.M. Forster novel when your pregnant wife is overdue!
Seriously though, this novel was exactly what I needed - I considered reading Howards End, but I don't think I could have survived it emotionally...
Forster's subtle (or at times not so subtle) criticism of Western colonial attitudes is still remarkably relevant in today's world. As is his portrayal of mental illness. As is his description of class issues. As is his discussion of race.
Sure, Forster himself was a Westerner talking about India and was affected by all our (mis)perceptions and (mis)conceptions, but to me he remains fundamentally a genius.
