Aravind Adiga's The White Tiger

The White Tiger – Aravind Adiga (2008)
Seetha’s comments on the book

It was a nice surprise to know that Adiga’s book has been short-listed for a Booker prize. I had read this book some months back and had this urge to ask all my friends to give this book a read.

I finished the book in one sitting. Very gripping. Not only the plot but also the narrative, the hard hitting stance Adiga takes on today’s lopsided life in India, whether its in the dark land of Bihar or the “wonderful” software metro called Bengaluru. And that’s it – the growing inequality that he captures so grimly, so poignantly through the eyes of a north Indian driver who makes it big in Bengaluru and how! One is reminded of Madhur Bhandarkar’s movies where the director time and again focuses his camera on the chauffeur’s gossip about the lives their employers lead. Remember movies “Page 3” and “Corporate”?

In Adiga’s book, Balram is both the protagonist and the antagonist. The hero and the villain rolled in one. Once a slave, always a slave? Not so with Balram, the hardworking, crafty, thoughtful, devil-may-care driver. The servant God Hanuman becomes Rama.

I enjoyed Adiga’s sarcastic profile of the young, NRI returned couple who employ Balram Halwai, the driver. Ashok and Pinky Madam, are really out of sync with the ways of today’s harsh life in India and Ashok, the husband, for all his benevolence, is a real sacrificial lamb (bhakra) in the hands of his own employee. But the vignette of city life Adiga has described so darkly is what one reads when one opens today’s daily newspapers in India. How many times have we read that the rich man’s son gets away in a hit and run case and the driver gets blamed?

The exploitation of the poor, hardworking class by the landowners, the domestic helpers by the middle class, the weak and vulnerable by the bully and the corrupt system embedded like concrete in our society - its all there in the newspapers daily. Luckily you don’t hear the author screaming these lines at you like some left party demonstrator on the street. The reader is left with this message to mull over in a truly disturbing way.

This is not a gentle, easy suspense book to read. Not the language. Or the humor that surfaces time and again throughout the chapters, sometimes hard, sometimes tender.

It is a must read book. This is fiction that has a story to tell. To make you think about our times.

My Corner

Finally got around to creating my own blog or rather "corner" on this internet space. Took me sometime before I chose this particular blog title from amongst a pile of others I was toying with....namely, Idle Corner, This and That, Monkey Mind (don't know where that came from).

Why do I need this corner anyway?

I like writing poems, fiction, reflective pieces, book reviews, movie reviews and thought I may as well post these on my blog, instead of storing it in "My Documents".

I like to cook and may end up posting recipes here.

Hope some of my family members - close and extended, and friends will enjoy reading my pieces and borrowing my recipes.