Werds about The White Tiger

This book moves very quickly, the rich/poor disparity does not get into too much detail, only to support the narrator's indomitable desire to leave his "coop" and become a survivalist, which in India means get a real job where you're not someone's bitch. My initial thoughts before reading were very high, I thought it would be this intricate novel evincing the complexities and hidden travails of India. What it does is tell a story about someone coming out of this Darkness that is Bangalore, but doesn't really give him an encompassing life, just just a mere existence predicated on menial success, He is agonizingly free at the end, yes, but the path was very linear and terse. It worked in the vein of the narration because it was an intense story, which I liked. I saw Balram really trying to figure out the Light in Delhi, and I became frustrated when he was the scapegoat for his driver's wife. But this guy's supposed to be a pretentious dick, this character, and the author attempts to create this love/hate personality. Unfortunately, at the end, you're just saying, "good job, buddy. Now what's next to read."