Monday, August 6, 2007

One more rubbish book

Newsflash! Jhumpa Lahiri has written a new book called Unaccustomed Earth. The story is typical: a Bengali girl, Dolna, estranged from her second husband (an Israeli), is living in an efficiency apartment in Brooklyn. She dreams of her hometown (Santiniketan, near Calcutta) while making rotis and frying fish in mustard oil. She is a sex-worker during the night and a Dunkin Donuts employee by day. In despair, she marries one of her clients, a caring American called Tom. But Tom cannot relate to her angst and finally she runs away from him and returns to Calcutta. In the final scene of the book, Dolna is standing on the banks of the Hooghly when she has a vision of herself covered in savories and Bengali sweetmeats and lying on a funeral pyre. Tormented, she throws herself into the river and is swept away.

Yaar, this is an utter crap of a book. Even the bullshit-type serials on Star TV are better and more realistic. For example, in the last episode of Kahani Ghar Ghar Ki, the heroine Namrata is faced with a difficult choice: to revenge herself on her rival Kamalika, or to forgive her and move on with her life. The producers have handled this scene with great delicacy. Instead of portraying Namrata as an angst-ridden prostitute (as Jhumpa might have done), they show her as a traditional, loving Indian woman. Hats off to them, yaar, for showing the world what Bharatiya naari means!

I hope to God that the American public rejects Jhumpa’s book and that she is exposed as a mischief-maker. Yes, average American person is very stupid, but definitely they cannot be so gullible that they will buy any trash that she churns out. But they are also sex-mad and maybe they will fall for the mouth-watering descriptions of Dolna’s affairs with her clients. Actually, the so-called high intellectuals in America, who pretend to be reading voraciously, are only surfing through the books for this kind of spicy fare. Jhumpa is very cunningly pandering to them, but in the process, the real story of Indian angst is being given the cold shoulder.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Shiladitya,

This is to inform you that unless you take down this blog post within 24 hours, you will be feeling some of your very own angst soon - only this time it won't be any wannabe immigrant angst, but the absolute torture of getting royally sued by us.

Jhumpa's peeps

Shil said...

Yaar, this is outrage! I challenge Jhumpa to a brood-off - a competitive airing of angst. Only then the world will realize that Shil's angst is five levels deeper than Jhumpa's miserable, fake, urban, "lets-have-a-latte-darling" NYC angst!

Your friendly angster
Shil

Anonymous said...

Shiladitya,

Our lawyers are in sync with Rowling's posse. We will unleash a tsunami of anti-defation and anti-spoiler suits. You can either wait for the big one to hit you, or remove the post, tear up that H1, pack up your hair oil and bulk-purchased $3 deodorants, and start looking at data entry jobs in Gurgaon, blog-boy.

Shil said...

Guyz. I'm not that kind of desi. The one who cannot back up his talk with fisticuffs.

As for deodorants and hair oil, I am proud to say that by God's grace, I have no use for beauty products. Only a proudy peacock like Jhumpa needs to dress in tight tops and jeans to sell herself.

And concerning my H1 - I have already couriered my GREEN CARD application to the INS and am very soon going to be able to look all white people in the face with full confidence. So who cares your threats. And let me tell you: I don't care anybody but I respect everybody.

Shil

Anonymous said...

One last chance, "I-didn't-make_IITKanpur" poseur. We are prepared to make a generous out of court offer, to be paid out in no-expiry-date MAGGI 3packs and a lifetime subscription to Cineblitz.

Shil said...

Mr. Anonymous - you are playing chor-police with me while hiding like a girl inside the WWW. I am not afraid by your games. So come on, show yourself like a man who has sipped his mother's milk!

You are thinking too clever of yourself, but you don't even know basic facts: KGP is to Kanpur what Stanford is to Colgate University.

I want at least 10 3-packs of Top
Ramen and subscription to National Geographic Magazine. Please don't hurt my intelligence by offering me Cineblitz!

Shil

Anonymous said...

I'd like to mention that, at least ostensibly, we here in the US cheerish freedom of speech, expression and the press.