the great divide
The book is well compared to Salman Rushdie\'s final sigh of the wilderness and Midnight Children, an intimate work, an ironic story about family and loyalty takes place in a small and absurd town.
Desai\'s second book, Inheritance of Loss, opens up a larger aperture that allows the talented writer to focus on the larger rear
The chaotic colonial problems of race, religion and modern migration.
However, the second novel is often full of expectations, especially after the well. Get first
Take Arundhati Roy and Zadie Smith, two contemporaries of Desai, for example, their \"God of little things\" and \"White Teeth\" have been praised for their debut respectively.
However, if Desai seems to have taken a page from each page ---
Roy\'s lush and magical sense of place and Smith\'s whip-
She did not waver in her second endeavor, writing a book of intelligent, insightful, and full of convincing and contradictory characters.
\"Lost Heritage\" takes place in Kalimpong, an Indian village in the eastern part of the Himalayas bordering Nepal.
Under the shadow of these mountains, under the light of their \"wizard\" phosphor, \"in a society that interchanges romantic colonial history and tries to keep up with the modern future, A few characters must find their way.
There are 16-Saiyear-
An old orphan living with his grandfather, a retired Cambridge man.
The educated judge was so troubled by his loneliness and snobbish that \"[h]
E strive to be British with the passion of hatred, and for what kind of person he will be, he will definitely be despised by everyone, whether British or Indian.
\"Living with this pair of people who don\'t match is their dog, dog and their nameless chef, who have\" a stable, undisturbed scent of cooking, smoking, all their lives \", and Kerosene \", living only for the intermittent letters he received from his son Biju, an illegal jumping house struggling between work at a humble restaurant in New York.
In fact, it was Biju who provided the book with the first world contrast to illuminate the hoax of the American dream as he shuttled from one kitchen to the next ---
Small bistro to Le Colonial, to the Star-Spangled Banner restaurant, to the pie Queen, and finally to the Gandhi cafe, where he and several other Indian nationals work and sleep
His father may think his son is getting richer and richer in the United States.
\"Stay there as long as possible,\" he urged . \")
But Biju lives in the shadows and only becomes rich through the experience of humiliation, the vocabulary of the curse, and the growing sense of selfpity.
\"In India, few people can afford this kind of rice,\" he reflected. you have to travel around the world to eat something cheap enough, so that you can eat them without being rich;
When you go back to where they grew up, you can\'t afford them anymore.
\"However, the pain of exile is not limited to Biju.
The judge went through the experience of poor students at Cambridge University, and so did Cisse, because the Westernized Indians were raised by British nuns.
Sai\'s Nepalese mentor and love interest Gyan has also alienated him, a poor but ambitious young man who finds himself, like all Nepalese who live in India, his own country
In the context of social unrest-
Rebellion and state-building struggle in central Nepal1980s --
It provides a narrative conflict for Desai\'s novels.
Looking for meaning and purpose, Ji \'an abandoned the knife that Sai and she sheltered. and-
\"The road of friendship for Angry Boys\" is \"T-shirts made-in-China-coming-in-via-
Kathmandu, \"join their march, protest and deny an unjust world.
In fact, all the characters in Desai face the elusive of justice ---
Deprived Nepalese and abused chefs, as well as judges and his paedophile neighbors, whose property is a fair game for robbers and squatters.
The judge said that India is \"too chaotic for justice\" and Desai is good at rendering the abnormal dynamics of the world.
In the novel, what we face
Deep-rooted social bias, wrestling with cultural identities, combining these characters and giving the story rich and deep collective dislocation.
In the world of Desai, no one can be happy.
Everyone is eager for a frustrating place and connection that they cannot understand.
\"Can realization be as profound as loss?
At the beginning of the novel, Saiqi thought.
Finally, she was surrounded by a rotten house and the collective anger of \"solidified into slogans and guns\" and answered her questions sadly.
If \"Hullabaloo of guava orchard\" established Desai as an expert in storytelling, \"Inheritance of Loss\" distinguished her as a famous writer.
The little canvas of himaraya\'s life, although it is forged, is just a jump --off point.
Desai\'s picture here is much more extensive, the commentary on cultural issues is clever, and often witty, and in an interconnected world, these issues are too familiar. -
And the accompanying bias. -
It has become an international norm.
The former colonies in South Asia are still living in shadows (
If not occupied
I dare say that the First World, a short history lesson, is unpopular.
With her subtle contact, Desai exposed hypocrisy on both sides of the social divide, and she did not shy away from cutting observation except for accusations.
Whether it is describing the arrogance of the assimilated person or the rights of the rebels, she confirms the same short-sighted view of the two task forces.
In the end, what saved the book from preaching or warning was Desai\'s natural sense of humor and her true sympathy for the character.
It may take a while for her to introduce some real dramatic tension. -
The romance between Sai and Gyan is very short and painful. -
But the slow pace of the story is filled with enlightening details and strong characters that are easily forgotten.
On the contrary, with its keen insight and emotional range, The Inheritance of Loss amplified a powerful voice in development.
* From the legacy of LossIN Kalimpong in the northeastern part of the Himalayas where they live ---
Retired judge and his chef Sai and Mutt--
There are reports of new grievances in the mountains, gathering insurgents, people and guns.
This time, Nepalese are tired of being treated as a minority in their majority.
They want their country, or at least their own, to manage their own affairs.
Here, India is blurred into Bhutan and Sikkim, and the army does pull-ups and push-
Ups maintains their tanks with earthy yellow paint in case the Chinese are eager for more territory than Tibet, which has always been a messy map.
The documents sound like resignation.