The White Tiger

The White Tiger by Arvind Adiga is by far the piece of fiction I have read in the recent times. Its a story of how a simple village folk transforms into a ruthless murderer and then to a modern day entrepreneur.

Balram in certain ways serves as metaphor for the Delhiites .

Arvind manages to bring out the true character of Delhi. A city which has the ability to corrupt even the most innocent of people. The way balram murders his master, not because he was mistreated or demeaned in any way, but out of sheer desire to move ahead. Much like many people we all know, at least those of us who in Delhi, people who are ready to do whatever it takes to succeed.

A must read.

where is the love?

There are people who you don’t care about, there are those you like, there are those who you think you cannot live without and then there are people who you know nothing about.

In life as one goes about his day to day life, you tend to get used to people cheating you, trying to use you, people trying to mess up your head. But somehow you manage to keep faith keep marching ahead because you know there are those who care about you, love you.

What does one do, when one of those who you so dearly loved, lies to you, try to cheat you try and take advantage of the fact that you trust them?