Ayyan Mani is a Dalit, an untouchable, stuck in a flat in Mumbai’s slums but hoping, somehow, for a better future for his son. Working at the Insitute of Theory and Research he uses all his cunning and wiles to stay ahead of the game amongst the Brahmin scientists. Does he have the intelligence, and nerves, to convince everyone that his son, against all odds, is a genius?
I enjoyed this story which deals with issues of caste and social tension yet handles them in a sharp, funny way. Ayyan Mani is a schemer, lying to his wife, encouraging his son to lie too, spying on his boss and secretly manipulating events in the workplace, yet somehow you find you like him, or you’re at least interested in what will happen to him, through the story.
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