For those of you who don’t know me, I love to read. I love to read fiction, non fiction, teen fiction, biographies, graphic novels – really anything that appears worthwhile.
What’s unfortunate is that I can’t read as much (for pleasure) during the school quarter. By the time I’m finished reading for class, I find myself exhausted and barely able to keep my eyes open even if it’s a great book.
That said, I was able to read around 50 books in 2011 (that may sound exaggerated but I promise that over half of them were for school- ugh). In reflecting on the great novels I read during 2011, I decided that my very favorite was The White Tiger.
The White Tiger was, by far, my favorite book of 2011 (though I believe it was published in 2008). I, ironically, ended up having to read the story for an Indian literature class but started it in May after Marty suggested it.
Goodreads describes The White Tiger: Set in a raw and unromanticized India, The White Tiger—the first-person confession of a murderer—is as compelling for its subject matter as it is for the voice of its narrator: amoral, cynical, unrepentant, yet deeply endearing.
I think my favorite part about this novel was the realistic detail Adiga used while describing India and Balram’s experience. I honestly felt as though I were in the backseat of Balram’s taxi – almost a ‘fly on the wall’ to his experiences. I get that the job of a novelist is to draw readers in while capturing their attention but this story went above and beyond. The character of Balram was complex and yet so simple: he wanted power. He wanted to be a success. He didn’t want wealthy oppression to hinder his chances of making something of himself. The roller coaster that is Balram’s life is one not to be missed.
I learned a great deal from reading The White Tiger and found myself continuously entertained. What could be better than that? I’m looking forward to more great reads in 2012.