A Bad Character - Softcover

Kapoor, Deepti

Softcover

ISBN 10: 0804171335 ISBN 13: 9780804171335

Publisher: Vintage, 2015

Synopsis

The highly acclaimed story of a young woman in New Dehli, and the love that both shatters and forever changes her--offering an intimate and raw exploration of female transformation in contemporary India, and an unforgettable hymn to a dangerous, exhilarating city.

"Searing.... Intoxicating." --The New York Times Book Review

Our narrator is "twenty and untouched" when her mother dies. Sent by her absentee father to live with a relative in a modest New Delhi apartment, she is ill-equipped to resist the allure of the rich and rebellious young man who approaches her one day at a cafe. He is a few years older, and from a different social class, but they both yearn to break free of tradition. As they drive around Delhi--eating, making love, falling apart--he introduces her to an India that she never knew existed, and will never be able to forget. Told in a voice at once gritty and lyrical, A Bad Character is an astounding book.

About this title

About the Author

Deepti Kapoor grew up in Northern India and attended college in New Delhi, where she worked for several years as a journalist. A Bad Character is her first novel. She lives in Goa.

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

My boyfriend died when I was twenty-one. His body was left lying broken on the highway out of Delhi while the sun rose in the desert to the east. I wasn’t there, I never saw it. But plenty of others saw, in the trucks that passed by without stopping and from the roadside dhaba where he’d been drinking all night.

Then they wrote about him in the paper. Twelve lines buried in the middle pages, one line standing out, the last one, in which a cop he’d never met said to the reporter, He was known to us, he was a bad character.

It’s a phrase they use sometimes, what some people still say. It’s what they’ll say about me too, when they know what I’ve done.

Him and me,
(long dead).

Sitting in the café in Khan Market the day we met, in April, when the indestructible heat was rising in the year, sinking in the day, the sun setting very red, sacrificing itself to the squat teeth of buildings stretching back round the stinking Yamuna into Uttar Pradesh.
The city is a furnace on days like these, the aching heart of a cremation ground.
· · ·

But inside the café you wouldn’t know it; inside it’s cool, the AC is on, the windows are politely shuttered, it could be any time of day in here; in here you could forget the city, its ceaseless noise, its endless quarry of people. You could feel safe.

Only he’s staring at me.

Twenty and untouched. It’s a sin. For twenty years I’ve been waiting for this one thing.
Idha.

In the mirror.

I give myself a name, I wear it out. Lunar, serpentine, desirous. A charm that protects me.

Edition details

• Publisher: Vintage
• Publication date: 2015
• ISBN 10: 0804171335
• ISBN 13: 9780804171335
• Binding: Paperback
• Language: English
• Number of pages: 256