Review: Capital: A Portrait of Twenty-First Century Delhi
1 min readMoving between the past and the present, this is a compelling survey of Delhi’s encounter with capitalism: Mint
March is the prettiest month,” begins Rana Dasgupta’s sprawling, discursive account of Delhi’s energetic embrace of capitalist rhythms, “bringing flawless blooms to the dour frangipanis.” As first lines go, it is pretty enough, and, despite its inversions and adjustments, the nod to the first line of T.S. Eliot’s The Waste Land, is unmissable.
