The Namesake, Jhumpa Lahiri
This was a good read (I'm a fan of the post-colonial writers), although maybe not a great story. Indian kid grows up in America embarrassed by his Indian-ness and his parents' Indian ways but as he grows older, he sees the value in respecting his heritage. I think this might've been excerpted in the New Yorker. I'm sure there's a lot to be said about the hero changing his name to Gogol in college, but all I know of Gogol is Dead Souls, so I'm not equipped to discuss. (Dead Souls, while we're on the subject, is hilarious, though.) Summation: not heavyweight stuff but very entertaining. I read it on a plane and forgot for a moment my sheer terror.