The White Tiger Syndrome

To the reader, I must confess. Its been quite some time since I've ever found a book which I could deem as a page turner because every book I picked up didn't make my literary orgasm last through out. The excitement faded within the first fifty pages! It was partially my mistake to have thought that my relationship with books would be an open and a casual one, it was indeed the contrary as I wasn't forgiven for 6 months at a stretch; unable to evince any mesmerizing plot or intrigue from the heart of the book.

Planning to get back with my love, I chose the arduous task of trying to read a book that wasn't acclaimed nor recommended. A book titled "A dime to dance by" which describes the life of a lawyer whose routine life gets twisted by a killing, which when he investigates leads to deeper waters of political planning, corruption and lies.

It wasn't exactly a page turner, I took nearly a week to finish a book what seemed to stretch onto infinity but in fact was a mere 250 pages long. The ending was realistic, that was one thing I enjoyed but the shallowness of the political game left me dumbstruck but then who can blame the writer. Politicians are more or less power hungry despots who'd rather go for the quick game option than the career mode in fifa!

After the efforts, books seemed to forgive me. I picked up the award winning book "The White Tiger" and it was joyous; not the book, but the delight I had when I discovered that I read it continuously without the usual distractions which I hereby list out

1) Lets-check-out-if-that-gal-replied-back-on-facebook! [I'm conceited I know! :P Who cares]

2) Lets-raid-the-refrigerator-in-hopes-of-filling-up-my-tummy! 

3) Lets-msg-everyone-telling-how-bored-I-am-and-try-to-bore-them-too! [sadistic aint it :D]

4) Television-is-my-god!!

5) Fifa 1999-is-so-much-fun-to-play!

White Tiger didn't go down well with me. Why?

It has too much of negativity portrayed. Its like the author has caged his mind to think of nothing else but a slave in a room with no source of joy.

There isn't one ray of light, none as such.

Its sickening that I could actually read the entire book and feel happy about reading the book, and still most importantly feel that even though I read it, it was like I wished I didn't read it.

Sounds filmy, I agree! but that's just my opinion..

We have novels that tells us about the joy of hope, love and life.

White tiger was its opposite! Compare Gandhi and Genghis Khan! That is the magnitude of difference here.

The book is a rant, an impressive one I must say but for the negativity it portrays and the constancy of negativity drawn on from one episode to another it is purely a depressing rant.

Sure things may not seem so bright for Indians in the real world but surely a story that describes the exact details as Balrams' life saga is again a chance of one in a billion?

I rant a lot; alone, when with friends, when with a crowd but of late this book has become the bible of all rants simply because the rant within it seems to not annoy the reader but to make him despise himself and the nation for quite an amount of time.

IF you find similarities between yourself and the character, may God bless you!

There is much to be sad about in life,

There is little joy in little things,

Now that's a bother, 

Delve too deep and

its you, the world is going to smother!

I have sunk deep into my own pit of gloom these days and nothing seems to kick me out of it. I do not give a shit about the system because for now, its me I'm worried about!

To me, there is one thing in this world  for each person that can sink him or her into this pit of gloom, and quite spontaneously that too. It envelops your mind and cause nothing but toxic waste to spew out from your thinking process. Its the new plague. Its the White Tiger Syndrome

I seem to have found mine -Isolation.

That's my curse. What's yours?