Odysseus Abroad Quotes

“The Roman Catholic portrait at the reception of the Indian YMCA displayed the generic Christ, the timorous, blonde-haired, blue-eyed face upturned to the heavens, a lost middle-class student searching for guidance in an inhospitable world.”
― Amit Chaudhuri, Odysseus Abroad

“Class was what formed you, but didn’t travel to other cultures – it became invisible abroad. In foreign places, you were singled out by religion and race, but not class, which was more indecipherable than any other mother tongue. He’d learnt that not only were light, language, and weather contingent – class was too.”
― Amit Chaudhuri, Odysseus Abroad

“History was what had happened; class was something you read about in a book.”
― Amit Chaudhuri, Odysseus Abroad

“The dull pulse-like beat started at eleven o’clock at night. It was a new kind of music called ‘rap’. It baffled Ananda even more than disco. He had puzzled and puzzled over why people would want to listen and even move their bodies to an angry, insistent onrush of words – words that rhymed, apparently, but had no echo or afterlife. It was as if they were an extension of the body: never had words sounded so alarmingly physical, and pure physicality lacks empathy, it’s machine-like.”
― Amit Chaudhuri, Odysseus Abroad

“A customs man at JFK had asked them to open the suitcases (in case they were smuggling in Indian fruits or sweets, perhaps). ‘Ulysses!’ the large bespectacled disbelieving customs man had said. ‘Are you a student?’ Ananda had nodded, though he was in the equivalent of high school. ‘I wouldn’t read Ulysses unless I was a student!’ said the customs man, shutting the suitcase after his glimpse into the tantalising freemasonry of studenthood. A potentially incendiary book then—on the verge of being, but not quite, contraband. And near-unreadable. Ananda”
― Amit Chaudhuri, Odysseus Abroad