It took me four years to finish this book. There, I said it. To be honest, I had picked up this book in my early days of sojourn into a then hateful but necessary habit of reading (I sucked at Her Majesty's language and I still marginally do); not to enjoy this book but to look cool owning it - long story. Anyway, on the book, I wonder if Yann Martel intended the story's pace to be as slow as it seemed to be. I mean, I can't tell you what exactly contributed to this perception of mine but there's something in the way Mr. Martel guides the story that makes you want to record that sound of your hair growing. Well, I am willing to go on a limb here to say that if not for it's reputation as a literary marvel in the local newspapers at that time, I doubt I would have even bothered to complete it. However, the last few pages of this book totally made up for the drudgery the ones preceding them subjected me to. There you are wondering what the brouhaha was all about and WHAM! Mr Martel face punches you with the ending. Loved it.