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The White Tiger

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'As angry, smart and dark as Parasite.' Standard
'The anti-Slumdog Millionaire' Hollywood Reporter
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Here's a strange fact: murder a man, and you feel responsible for his life — possessive, even. You know more about him than his father and mother; they knew his foetus, but you know his corpse.
Meet Balram Halwai, the 'White Tiger': servant, philosopher, entrepreneur… murderer. Balram was born in a backwater village on the River Ganges, the son of a rickshaw-puller. He works in a teashop, crushing coal and wiping tables, but nurses a dream of escape. When he learns that a rich village landlord needs a chauffeur, he takes his opportunity, and is soon on his way to Delhi at the wheel of a Honda. Amid cockroaches, call-centres, thirty-six-million gods, slums, shopping malls, and crippling traffic jams, Balram comes to see how the Tiger might slip the bars of his cage.
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Oprindeligt udgivet
2008
Udgivelsesår
2008
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  • Johanna Ivanova de Mendozahar citeretfor 9 år siden
    This is India, not America. There's always a way out here
  • Shasha Setiyadihar citeretfor 4 år siden
    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 clavicle curved around his neck in high relief, like a dog’s collar; cuts and nicks and scars, like little whip marks in his flesh, ran down his chest and waist, reaching down below his hip‍
  • Jedah Masilelahar citeretsidste måned
    Muslim.
    (By the way, Mr Premier: have you noticed that all four of the greatest poets in the world are Muslim? And yet all the Muslims you meet are illiterate or covered head to toe in black burkas or looking for buildings to blow up? It’s a puzzle, isn’t it? If you ever figure these people out, send me an e-mail.)

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