Omar Khayyam Shakil had three mothers who shared everything. They shared the symptoms of pregnancy, they shared the son that they all claim to have borne on the same night. Raised at their six breasts, Omar’s mothers teach him to live a life without shame. And it is training that proves very useful when he leaves his mothersÕ fortress and makes the fateful mistake of falling in love. For he finds himself an unwitting player in an ongoing duel between the families of two men Ð one a celebrated wager of war, the other a debauched lover of pleasure Ð living in a world caught between honour and humiliation, where a moment of shame could prove fatal. ÔShame is every bit as good as Midnight’s Children. It is a pitch-black comedy of public life and historical imperativesÕ The Times