One Indian Girl by Chetan Bhagat

One Indian Girl by Chetan Bhagat
My rating: 1 of 5 stars

If it wasn't a book loan I'd have demanded my money back and the money returned for anyone unlucky enough to read this!

In the name of feminism and equality Bhagat created a shallow, snobby, self centered bimbo. She didn't have a common insecurity found in youth or the unsteady "where am I going?" problems of modern woman. No. She was an inept fool incapable of making a decision for herself or living life without the focus of everything being about her. On top of that, amazingly condescending.

Well, when she finally got the results of her own wants and attitude did she learn a lesson? No, she plowed on to ruin other people's lives and deepening her own issues.....in the name of being a modern, independent woman.

It felt like a cheap satire of a cheaper Bollywood melodrama but without any star, just lots of crying.

Oh, and I get the feeling Bhagat was trying to make the main seem like an empowered and intelligent woman but all he did was make her far more traditional sister seem like the most rational woman in the book. So that point was entirely lost in the plot.

And apparently pretty much every Punjabi man is sex crazed and obsessive, every Punjabi woman is overbearing and insecure, obsessed with money.

If this is what modern "strong women" are in India, or anywhere, then I finally have to agree that feminism is cancer.

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