Definitely a disappointment…!

To talk of books is brilliant. My friends tease me that I might run out of space for the books I buy to read. That doesn’t really stop me from buying those books that appeal to me a lot.

Day 18 – A Book That Disappointed Me

I find most books by chance. I didn’t know of an author named Harper Lee till I found an almost tattered copy of To Kill a Mockingbird at my library, and voila! it was like I had found a treasure. (and I had.)

Those that don’t fall in chance are either by authors I’ve already read, or recommended by friends. Many friends had read and recommended that I read this one novel.

+ It had won the prestigious Man Booker Prize
+ It was written by an Indian, and it was about India.
+ The back cover praise proclaimed “Compelling, angry and darkly humorous”
+ The title was intriguing

The White Tiger, by Aravind Adiga

It had a lot of things going for it, so after a lot of “recommendations”, I bit the bullet and bought (yes, silly me!) a copy.

It turned out to be the narration of an angry man named Balram Halwai and he’s looking to guide the Chinese premier to the “real” India. I read on, hoping to find that “real” India. But I couldn’t see it. Not from Halwai’s idea of the “real” India. He goes on talking about life, the politics he sees happening around him, the divide between rich and the poor etc. In the end, I was left with a thrilling feeling. “Oh! I survived the book! Thank God!”

For a book that won the Man Booker prize, I had expected

+ the narration would be gripping (but it turned out monotonic)
+ the characters to be exciting (other than Pinky ma’am, none were)
+ there would be a lot about the “real” India (there were some valid points, but mostly it was overcooked opinion)
+ there would be solutions to problems (but it only talked of problems)

It didn’t give a complete picture.

The White Tiger, by Aravind Adiga was definitely angry and dark. But there was very little humor (if any), and it was disappointing than compelling!


(25th November 2014)

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Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

2 thoughts on “Definitely a disappointment…!

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    • Some are okay, Sims. You can trust and it’ll be good. But opinion on books are different for each person. Not blaming the recommender, just that the book disappointed. And when it does, it makes one think how the recommender liked it so much πŸ™‚

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