Review: Jenny Wu, The Washington Post
TRAGIC heroes, typically perfect in all aspects but one, often suffer from an excess of virtue. The titular narrator of Celina Baljeet Basra’s debut novel, Happy, is a young Sikh man cursed with stubborn optimism. “Forgive me if I smile too wide,” he says. Raised on a farm next to an amusement park in Punjab, India, during the fever pitch of globalisation in the nineties, Happy aspires to act in movies, write screenplays and achieve international fame. Dissatisfied with his job as a “Wonderland assistant” at the amusement park, he leaves for Italy with a group of “clandestine” travellers.
Basra’s experimental novel opens with a painstakingly crafted cover letter signed “Happy Singh Soni” fleshing out our protagonist’s economic background and reasons for leaving home.…
