For a novel that is supposed to be a portrait of the ‘real’ India, The White Tiger comes across as curiously inauthentic. Is it a novel from one more outsider, presenting cynical anthropologies to an audience that is not Indian?
Exactly what I felt when I read Kiran Desai's 'The inheritance of loss' & Arundati Roy's 'The God of small things.' Atleast there are people out there calling out these fraudsters who think they are some sort of crusaders against the oppressive ways of one brown man over the other, forgetting what a white man has done and was doing till a few decades back.
Food for thought
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