AT MAGIC HOUR, WHEN THE SUN HAS GONE BUT THE LIGHT HAS NOT, ARMIES OF FLYING FOXES UNHINGE THEMSELVES FROM THE BANYAN TREES IN THE OLD GRAVEYARD AND DRIFT ACROSS THE CITY LIKE SMOKE . . .` SO BEGINS THE MINISTRY OF UTMOST HAPPINESS, ARUNDHATI ROY`S INCREDIBLE FOLLOW-UP TO THE GOD OF SMALL THINGS. WE MEET ANJUM, WHO USED TO BE AFTAB, WHO RUNS A GUEST HOUSE IN AN OLD DELHI GRAVEYARD AND GATHERS AROUND HER THE LOST, THE BROKEN AND THE CAST OUT. WE MEET TILO, AN ARCHITECT, WHO, ALTHOUGH SHE IS LOVED BY THREE MEN, LIVES IN A `COUNTRY OF HER OWN SKIN`. WHEN TILO CLAIMS AN ABANDONED BABY AS HER OWN, HER DESTINY AND THAT OF ANJUM BECOME ENTANGLED AS A TALE THAT SWEEPS ACROSS THE YEARS AND A TEEMING CONTINENT TAKES FLIGHT. . .