Aravind Adiga's extraordinary and brilliant first novel takes the form of a series of letters to Wen Jiabao, the Chinese premier, from Balram Halwai, the Bangalore businessman who is the self-styled “White Tiger” of the title. Bangalore is the Silicon Valley of the subcontinent, and on the eve of a state visit by Jiabao, our entrepreneur Halwai wishes to impart something of the new India to the Chinese premier - “out of respect for the love of liberty shown by the Chinese people, and also in the belief that the future of the world lies with the yellow man and the brown man now that our erstwhile master, the white-skinned man, has wasted himself through buggery, mobile phone usage and drug abuse”.
Halwai's lesson about the new India is drawn from the rags-to-riches story of his own life. For Halwai, the son of a rural rickshaw-puller, is from the “Darkness”: “Please understand, Your Excellency, that India is two countries in one: an India of Light, and an India of Darkness. The ocean brings light to my country. Every place on the map of India near the ocean is well-off. But the river brings darkness to India - the black river.”
The black river is the Ganges, beloved of the sari-and-spices tourist image of India. (“No! - Mr Jiabao, I urge you not to dip in the Ganga, unless you want your mouth full of faeces, straw, soggy parts of human bodies, buffalo carrion, and seven different kinds of industrial acids.”)
At first, this novel seems like a straightforward pulled-up-by-your-bootstraps tale, albeit given a dazzling twist by the narrator's sharp and satirical eye for the realities of life for India's poor. (“In the old days there were 1,000 castes...in India. These days, there are just two castes: Men with Big Bellies, and Men with Small Bellies.”) But as the narrative draws the reader further in, and darkens, it becomes clear that Adiga is playing a bigger game. For The White Tiger stands at the opposite end of the spectrum of representations of poverty from those images of doe-eyed children that dominate our electronic media - that sentimentalise poverty and even suggest that there may be something ennobling in it. Halwai's lesson in The White Tiger is that poverty creates monsters, and he himself is just such a monster.
阿拉文德·阿迪加一九七四年出生于印度海港城市马德拉斯,后移居澳大利亚。毕业后曾任《时代周刊》驻印度通讯记者,并为《金融时报》、《独立报》、《星期日泰晤士报》等英国媒体撰稿。现居孟买。《白老虎》是其处女作。
抱着好奇的心开始看这本书,起初对印度北部农村的一些陋习感到好笑,渐渐地,心情变得沉重,透过小说表面戏虐 的描述,我看到的是鸡笼般桎梏人性的压抑,穷苦大众也好,富商也罢,抑或高科技产业的从业人员,无不是生活在鸡笼中,耗费生命和智慧的挣扎。正如小说中提及的人们到...
评分13年游走印度的时候我一直有不解,跟中国相比那些不收门票的寺庙总是香火极旺当地信徒虔诚敬拜人数极多,可“以XXX神的名义向你保证”却也是商贩们讨价还价的常用语调。比如在瓦拉纳西看宗教仪式,跑过来当导游的小伙子会首先警告你尊重仪式不能拍照,而后会带你到旁边选取一个...
评分在豆瓣开了一个专栏,主要写投资与自我管理方面,欢迎关注:http://read.douban.com/column/93927/ 靖昀兄推荐,阅读体验很奇妙。感谢。 我估记此篇在未来会被拍成电影。 一方面里面的故事内容是虚构的;另一方面作者文笔相当生动,而本人又对印度了解得不多,看过《贫民窟...
评分 评分This is first book I ever read about India, which recommended by a financial theory professor. But I don't think he implies us to follow the strategy of Balram to become an "entrepreneur" by murdering his master, taking possession of his money which suppose...
其实, 如果某个中国作家有勇气从社会底层人的角度写一本关于现在中国的小说, 结果会同样令人震惊。但是,能用英语创作的大部分是海外作家,和中国的现实脱离太久,要么不停地翻陈芝麻烂谷子 , 要么就故弄玄虚玩文字游戏。而用中文创作的,要么躲在象牙塔里玩自我欣赏,小资情调,或不能真正触到痛处的表面文章;要么就不知道躲到哪里去悲叹了。
评分如果喜欢贫民窟的百万富翁,就会理解这本书
评分an alternative of "slumdog millionaire"
评分an alternative of "slumdog millionaire"
评分比起中国,印度的可研究内容太多太多了。比如民主制度下又有rootster coop的约束。北印度和南印度对咖啡的看法 ps之前的les cp房东女儿要去印度玩的时候她就推荐这一本
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