Maham The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga
Nothing can be more relaxing than a good book and a nice cup of coffee; in addition, it boosts your creative energies.
Today I’m reading ‘The White Tiger’ by Aravind Adiga, accompanied by my favorite Irish nuts coffee. Aravind Adiga’s The White Tiger won the Man-Booker prize in 2008, the same year of its publication.
The White Tiger is the story of Balram Halwai, who calls himself ‘Tomorrow’, the son of a village rickshaw driver, who, through tricks and determination, becomes the driver to the hated village landlord.
If you enjoy novels with morally complex characters and a biting look at society, this one is worth reading.
“The Autobiography of a Half-Baked Indian”, is the title given by Balram to his life’s story.
The Story of Balram The Sweet Maker
The White Tiger is the story of Balram Halwai, who calls himself ‘Tomorrow’, the son of a village rickshaw driver, who, through tricks and determination, becomes the driver to the hated village landlord. The story is sharp, funny, and a little unsettling in the best way.
The book takes the form of a series of letters from the narrator, now a self-described entrepreneur in the bustling hi-tech city of Bangalore, to the Chinese Premier, Wen Jiabao, describing “the real India” he will not see during his upcoming official visit.
The book highlights many dilemmas faced by the Asian countries in the name of democracy and huge class differences in an exceptionally humorous way.
“A rich man’s body is like a premium cotton pillow, white and soft and blank. Ours are different. My father’s spine was a knotted rope, the kind that women use in villages to pull water from wells.”
‘The white tiger’ is the kind of book that keeps the reader involved till the end. As much as I enjoyed reading the book, I also enjoyed writing this book review.
Enjoy and get a good reading therapy.
“I should talk a little more about this chandelier. Why not? I’ve got no family any more. All I’ve got is chandeliers.”
