One Indian Girl is first-of-its-kind novel among the existing works of Chetan Bhagat. This time, Chetan (for some strange reason) has narrated the novel from a feminine perspective, he has failed miserably though. Except for the first person account of a girl, grammatical and language essentials, it is a another run-of-the-mill Chetan Bhagat novel with a shallow take on feminism.
Let’s start with the plot. The story begins from an about-to-begin one-week long marriage ceremony of an uninterested Radhika who is still surprised how she comes to involve herself in such a situation.
She is a super successful young girl who has grown up as an average looking but extremely intelligent girl. Unfortunately despite achieving unbelievable success in her career as an investment banker, she fails to find a true love.
While she continues to achieve new heights in her career as a successful banker woman, her love life was a disaster. Her first boyfriend could not handle a girl who earns way higher than him and left her helpless. The heartbreak caused her to resign; however, she ends up taking a transfer to another city Hong Kong (thanks to her large-hearted boss) where she once again falls into a relationship, which is somewhere between sex and love.
Heartbroken once again to male chauvinism, she walks out of this relationship only to find her way to a all new city, London (thanks once again to her new boss who also happens to be her boyfriend). After two heartbreaks she decides to marriage and just when she was ready to start a new life (reluctantly of course), her both past loves come back to her, begging to accept them. What happens after that is something I can’t disclose (of course for my own good). It is a story of a typical Bollywood movie of late nineties, which may not be convincing but a happy ending makes up for everything that had fallen apart in its early part.
Like always, language is simple and story is predictable. One Indian Girl has got its moments but overall it is another run-of-the-mill novel by Chetan Bhagat but it is definitely better than his previous disastrous and illogical Half Girlfriend. Though One Indian Girl has got its highs and lows, I am particularly disappointed by what he has been saying or claiming about the feminism.
For those, who are looking to figure out if the ‘feminist’ angle was any good, then I would say, “Sorry Chetan, it was one of those marketing gimmicks that accompany your every book.” I am not sure if Chetan Bhagat mistook feminism with something else. In most parts of the book, it appears to be a Mills-n-Boons type romance where a girl (I can’t understand why the author always brings in her colour something she is most vulnerable about) falls instantly for a hot and successful guy. Moreover, talking in lengths about waxing, body shaving and menstruation is not feminism. Feminism also doesn’t include having sex with a hot married boss and blaming the alcohol.
The feminism described in One Indian Girl is a shallow account of his fascinations and fantasies. Had he done some research rather than serving a khichdi of his own imagination, it could have been a good read. Anyway, I know his fans, as always, would enjoy it; critics, as it happens, would thrash it and Chetan Bhagat and publisher, like the previous times, would make huge profits from it. However, some girls might feel annoyed at the idea of his pseudo-feminism.
This is what I think about the book, see what other readers has to say about One Indian Girl. Some interesting tweets there! I’ve picked some that were retweeted by the author himself.
— Amirtha (@amirthalakshmi3) October 1, 2016
@chetan_bhagat thank u for such a wonderful book. I enjoyed it. It had humour and a good message and as always simple language.
— supriya joseph (@supriyajoseph92) October 2, 2016
@chetan_bhagat Another amazing book! Emotions shown so correctly. Stood up to your name- Chetan, full of consciousness! Thank you!! 🙂
— Neha Jain (@Neha17princess) October 2, 2016
— biswajit panda (@imlucky151) October 2, 2016