If it had come from any other author, I would label Selection Day a successful novel. It is quite good, a cut above the rest, if you will, with a rich story filled with humor, horror and tragedy, all three spread out throughout the novel, co-mingling with the greatest of ease. But since it comes from Aravind Adiga, (his third novel and fourth book overall), it is a giant step back for a writer who wowed me twice over with his debut novel The White Tiger, still, even seven year after finishing it a favorite and his second novel, Last Man in Tower, both of which were novels of India with teeth, forgoing the magical realism associated with fiction from that area in favor of a gritty, harsh atmosphere adversely affected by Western values, where the greedy succeed and the good sometimes, if not always, suffer. This novel is not nearly as caustic or angry as those two, and while I like it more than his tepid story collection Between the Assassinations, its’ quality is not too far off. It concerns the lives of two brothers whose world consists of their overbearing father and the sport of cricket, which they both excel at. While Radha is primed to make it big, being sponsored by a wealthy expat with the skills to prove it, his younger brother Manju has skills of his own, but once he meets Radha rival, his life begins to unravel as new experiences fill his life with confusion and indecision. I like how it takes an overused trope, which I won’t spill here and create something new for it, so instead of it being a story of self-discovery, it is instead a story of the consequences of inaction. But this little nugget of wisdom doesn’t really help this novel’s story, Adiga’s weakest or the swath of disposable characters, like Sofia, a sort of cricket groupie. Adiga is still young and I will chock this little novel up as a minor misstep.