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, an intimate and raw exploration of female transformation in contemporary India, and an unforgettable hymn to a dangerous, exhilarating city.

“Searing, intoxicating . . . . The story of a young woman’s hunger to be free.” —The New York Times Book Review 

“A fiery, incandescent debut [that] artfully captures the perilous desires of a woman alone in New Delhi. Kapoor’s novel smolders with submerged rage, pain, abandonment and erotic desire. . . . Promises great things to come.” —The Huffington Post
 
“A dark, hypnotic story.” —Hanya Yanagihara, author of A Little Life  

“[Kapoor] writes with a keening, furious sorrow that rang in my ears well after I finished the book.” —Sam Sacks, The Wall Street Journal

“Captivating . . . A Bad Character echoes Nabokov’s Lolita with a story about the sexual initiation of a young woman, but offers a female perspective, one that doesn’t pull any punches. . . . Literary voices like Kapoor’s . . . are now more crucial than ever.” —The Rumpus

“Spellbinding: Here is a novel about sex, about drugs, about a city on the brink of awe-inspiring and terrible change.” —Nell Freudenberger, author of The Newlyweds

“India, once again. Its dark underbelly—flashing images of poverty and squalor, corruption and drugs and, above all, battered lives . . . Here’s a young woman, named Deepti Kapoor, picking up where the others have left off, adding something here (a female protagonist), subtracting something there (sentiment), splashing into our lives like the beginning of the monsoon hitting Delhi’s streets. And the irony of it all? By the last page you have to ask yourself who is the bad character of her title: the unnamed female narrator, or the man whose life she believes she has unpacked so carefully.” —Counterpunch

“A stylishly written, powerfully moving love story. . . . What Twilight in Delhi is to the 20th century Indian novel, A Bad Character is to the 21st: the essence of India’s corrupt capital, brilliantly and darkly distilled. This is a remarkable debut from a major new talent.” —William Dalrymple, author of The Last Mughal

“An intimate, raw exploration of [a] profound transformation.” —Booklist

“Haunting . . . . A beguiling, hallucinatory experience, at once unsettling and intimate. . . . A Bad Character is an astounding book: read it with the scent of diesel in your nostrils and red dust in your mouth.” —The New Indian Express

“A poignant and impressionistic portrait of the end of adolescence and a changing world.” —The Telegraph (London) 

“Impressive in its . . . evocation of a dazzling, dangerous cityscape.” —Kirkus Reviews
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.
© Mathew Parker
Deepti Kapoor grew up in northern India and worked for several years as a journalist in New Delhi. The author of the novel Bad Character, she now lives in Portugal with her husband. View titles by Deepti Kapoor

About

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, an intimate and raw exploration of female transformation in contemporary India, and an unforgettable hymn to a dangerous, exhilarating city.

“Searing, intoxicating . . . . The story of a young woman’s hunger to be free.” —The New York Times Book Review 

“A fiery, incandescent debut [that] artfully captures the perilous desires of a woman alone in New Delhi. Kapoor’s novel smolders with submerged rage, pain, abandonment and erotic desire. . . . Promises great things to come.” —The Huffington Post
 
“A dark, hypnotic story.” —Hanya Yanagihara, author of A Little Life  

“[Kapoor] writes with a keening, furious sorrow that rang in my ears well after I finished the book.” —Sam Sacks, The Wall Street Journal

“Captivating . . . A Bad Character echoes Nabokov’s Lolita with a story about the sexual initiation of a young woman, but offers a female perspective, one that doesn’t pull any punches. . . . Literary voices like Kapoor’s . . . are now more crucial than ever.” —The Rumpus

“Spellbinding: Here is a novel about sex, about drugs, about a city on the brink of awe-inspiring and terrible change.” —Nell Freudenberger, author of The Newlyweds

“India, once again. Its dark underbelly—flashing images of poverty and squalor, corruption and drugs and, above all, battered lives . . . Here’s a young woman, named Deepti Kapoor, picking up where the others have left off, adding something here (a female protagonist), subtracting something there (sentiment), splashing into our lives like the beginning of the monsoon hitting Delhi’s streets. And the irony of it all? By the last page you have to ask yourself who is the bad character of her title: the unnamed female narrator, or the man whose life she believes she has unpacked so carefully.” —Counterpunch

“A stylishly written, powerfully moving love story. . . . What Twilight in Delhi is to the 20th century Indian novel, A Bad Character is to the 21st: the essence of India’s corrupt capital, brilliantly and darkly distilled. This is a remarkable debut from a major new talent.” —William Dalrymple, author of The Last Mughal

“An intimate, raw exploration of [a] profound transformation.” —Booklist

“Haunting . . . . A beguiling, hallucinatory experience, at once unsettling and intimate. . . . A Bad Character is an astounding book: read it with the scent of diesel in your nostrils and red dust in your mouth.” —The New Indian Express

“A poignant and impressionistic portrait of the end of adolescence and a changing world.” —The Telegraph (London) 

“Impressive in its . . . evocation of a dazzling, dangerous cityscape.” —Kirkus Reviews

Excerpt

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.

Author

© Mathew Parker
Deepti Kapoor grew up in northern India and worked for several years as a journalist in New Delhi. The author of the novel Bad Character, she now lives in Portugal with her husband. View titles by Deepti Kapoor

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