For an easy comparison, many would call this is an Indian version of Crazy Rich Asians and of course My Big Fat Greek Wedding. In some ways they’re right: there’s a cross-cultural wedding and plenty of opportunity for miscommunication and hilarity. At the centre is Tina, an American-Indian in New York who feels she doesn’t fit anywhere. When she’s invited to a friend’s lavish wedding in New Delhi her sense of self and belonging comes under scrutiny. There were so many layers here: explorations of class, gender and wealth among them, helped by how the perspective shifts across a large array of characters. A fun read, full of dry humour, and one that will also guarantee to leave you dreaming of far flung climes…
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Tina wants to feel Indian. Really Indian. Not Indian in the sense of going to yoga in Brooklyn. She wants to know the real India - only whenever she visits, people take her to bars and restaurants and boutiques that could be anywhere in the world.
So she jumps at the change to get to know the country when she heads to Delhi for her glamorous cousin Shefali's week-long wedding, with her best friend, her parents and her mother's all-American boyfriend in tow. Navigating a world of Delhi playboys, models, dating agencies for widows, and wedding guests with personal bodyguards, Tina is determined to have an authentic Indian experience. Now if only someone would tell her what that was...
