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Review: Child / God, by Ketan Bhagat
Publisher:
Rumour Books
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Before I even get into the content
of the book, let me answer the burning questions that readers of this blog (all
three of you) must have.
1. Yes, Ketan Bhagat is related to
Chetan Bhagat. He’s the younger brother of India’s best-selling author and
columnist.
2. No, the book is nothing like the
typical Chetan Bhagat book.
In fact, Child/God is not a typical book at all. It’s something quite
different, and refreshingly so. Far from the dumbed-down, stereotypical stories
of boys and girls that have flooded the Indian market like a Mumbai downpour, Child/God is a sincere attempt to depict
a middle-class Indian man’s journey from mindless corporate slavery to a person
at peace with his life and his choices.
Plot
I have said before that Child/God is not the dollar-paperback
sort of stuff that characterises the output of most Indian writers today. If
anything, it veers towards – yes, believe it – literary fiction.
The book deals with the life of Raghav Malhotra, a Delhi boy with an
unremarkable academic record who nevertheless manages to go to a premier MBA
college and gets a typical middle-management job with an IT Company. His wife Leela is a yoga instructor and Raghav’s
primary ambition appears to be the success of her enterprise.
The biggest influence in Raghav’s
life, however, is his elder brother Rishi
Malhotra, whose own career has been spectacular – IIT, IIM, Investment
Banking and then a career as a bestselling novelist. The other is his mother Seema, whose abandonment of the boys’
father in their youth has been a definitive event for both the brothers.
From here we are taken through the
next couple of years in Raghav’s life during which he runs through a gamut of
emotions and events, from a near-breakdown in his marriage to serious strain on
his relationships with both his brother and his mother.
As Raghav slides into a moral
quagmire, the Book shifts to the titular subject – the emergence of his son as
the driving force for him to re-examine his life. Avoiding spoilers, all I can
say is that Ketan stays away from the clichés that would typically attend such
a transformation. No soppy father-son moments (well ok, a few, but not too many). No sudden transformations.
Under the guidance of the redoubtable Dogfather
and drug-addict-turned-spiritual-guru Balraj,
Raghav plumbs the depths and rises again, with the transformative impact of his
son Ish being not so much by way of
actual divinity as by providing an example of the key to a happy life.
It is here that Ketan really
handles his subject with maturity. There is nothing personally remarkable about
Raghav’s son. He is a healthy, attractive child, subject to the same foibles as
any other. Neither is there any actual imputation of godhead on the child.
Rather, the ‘God’ of Child/God is the
God of the deists, an entity who would be acceptable to atheists as much as to
the devout. (In fact the concept of God as brought forth here might not be acceptable to the modern devout,
but let’s not follow that line of thinking too closely for now).
The coming of Ish into Raghav’s
life is not presented as an end-point, and there is no happily-ever-after. Rather,
it is a mid-point in the book, and Ketan bravely ploughs into the quagmire of marital
relationships after they have frayed
to breaking point. It goes on to speak eloquently on the philosophical
principles of detachment, stoicism and even the importance of building trust in
business practices. But that’s something I’d rather not delve too deeply into,
since it would end up being a spoiler.
The side-plots to Raghav’s personal
transformation centre around his career at Abacus Ltd., the occurrences in the life
of his brother Rishi and his family – comprising Rishi’s wife Aparna, his son Shiv, the marital problems of Leela’s friends Nikhil and Tammy,
Raghav’s relationship with his father, the Colonel
and the progression of Leela’s yoga classes.
Characters
Ketan has done a very fair job of
drawing relatable characters. The main characters – Raghav, Leela, Rishi,
Aparna and Seema are all well fleshed out, and avoid veering into stereotypes,
all with shades of grey.
Writing
With an interesting and different –
one might even say difficult premise, Ketan’s certainly had a tough task of
writing it in a relatable way. I would personally say that he deserves praise
for writing a book that is not a copy of anyone else’s style, and is very real
in its convictions.
This is not an easy book to read –
and I do not think that the writer was trying to make it easy either. At the
same time, it is not the sort of self-conscious or pretentious writing that
characterizes many authors who profess intellectualism. Neither does it veer
into self-help or didactic territory. The best part of Raghav’s journey is that
the writer presents it is his journey,
not as an example that the reader must necessarily
emulate. No preaching here. Just a simple narration of how a changed
outlook to life positively affects the protagonist.
Some of the side-narratives are not
narrated as well as the main story, and the Nikhil-Tammy relationship in
particular, veers into ‘why is this here’ territory at times. Sometimes a
jarring phrase or slightly below-par scene might make one sigh, but these are
few and far-between.
Is the writing of a stirringly
‘high’ class? Frankly, my answer would be ‘not yet’. This isn’t a stylist, or a
refined wordsmith. This is a writer with a voice, telling a story he evidently
believes in – and he does that well. I definitely liked the fact that Ketan
does not sound like anyone else, but as of right now I do not know whether he
definitely has a style at all.
Nevertheless, there is distinctness
to his story and sincerity to his efforts as well as a conscious effort to write
well that has my approbation. In a literary scene where far too many writers
are content to fling a metaphorical inkpot at the page and publish whatever
comes out, Ketan has tried to craft a story he believes in, and there is reason
to think he will only get better at it.
The
Little Things
From an aesthetic point of view,
the paperback is a bit too tall, almost unwieldy. In places, phrases are
repeated or missed out (hardly two or three over the course of a 350 page book,
but still) and that’s something a second edition (I sincerely hope there is
one) should look into.
There is little I could find
otherwise to criticise. Of course, Ketan is not a polished storyteller in the
Amitav Ghosh – Jhumpa Lahiri mould, but he is someone who’s clearly serious
about what he’s writing and not at all blasé
about the quality of it. This is one writer I think I want to read more of,
not just for the stories he will tell, but to see his growth as a craftsman.
Conclusion
There is a lot to like about Child/God and very little to dislike. I
started this review by making two clarifications. Let me end it with two
statements:
a. This is a more complex, difficult
book than you might at first think
b. You may not necessarily agree with
the premise, but if you persist with it till the end, you will definitely learn
something, maybe something about yourself, maybe a fresh way of looking at life
– well, it’s hard to say what, but I doubt any reader will come away from this
completely unaffected.
Disclaimer
The review has been made basis a
paperback shared by the author for reviewing purposes. The reviewer is not
acquainted with anyone connected with the book on a personal basis
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