Maestro management consultant and strategy guru Robin ‘Einstein’ Varghese has been dispatched to London to the Lederman account. Things in the mother country are not all tally-ho as Einstein must make do with convoluted remuneration, temperamental digestion and a comely coworker who revels in mixed signals—not to mention a bizarre conspiracy by museums all over the city to frustrate his every attempt to imbibe in high culture.
Things are not all that much better with his love life. Gouri insists that he go to Madame Tussaud’s and take a photo with the Shah Rukh Khan statue. But who will pay for the entry ticket? Gouri’s father is not the proprietor no? Then? Just when things look like they can’t get any worse, Lederman threatens to shut down the project. Panic ensues. Once again Dufresne Partners turns to their most resourceful, inventive, original, strategic, out-of-the-box-thinking employee.
Sidin Vadukut is a journalist, columnist and blogger. He has an engineering degree from NIT Trichy and an MBA from IIM Ahmedabad.
In a career spanning around a decade he has made automotive parts, developed online trading platforms, almost set up a retailing company and had a sizeable portion of a tree fall on his head. He is currently an editor with the Mint business newspaper.
Sidin lives in New Delhi with his wife, two PlayStations, four laptops and a desktop computer. He blogs at http://www.whatay.com. Twitter: twitter.com/sidin
I read the first installment of Dork and found it to be funny, sarcastic, appropriately witty, but essentially a silly book. Not that I didn’t enjoy it or laugh greedily at it, but I generally do not want books like it or people like Robin “Einstein” Varghese to succeed. But apparently they do and this book is some sort of a National Best Seller, like a thousand other books, if you go by what the covers of these books say.
When its sequel God Save the Dork came out, I could not believe it. But then, it is a national best seller again and Flipkart always pushes it as one of my recommendations, regardless of the number of times I browsed Midnight’s Children and Thus Spake Zarathustra on the site. I never wanted to buy it, but had to give in because Flipkart gives free shipping only on orders exceeding 500 INR and the purchase I was doing only amounted to 390 INR. Also, I was 34% or 16 books behind my schedule to reach my reading challenge of 50 books a year on Goodreads and this one is surely an easy read. So, as you see, the world conspired against me to make me read it or else I would never have read this sort of books with little or no literary merit whatsoever. Speaking of which, I should finish the damn Midnight’s Children at least this time. It is my 15th attempt at it now and only 2 more separate me from the stupid Ghazini.
Coming to the book, I knew how it was going to end before it started making the stupid protagonist richer by the end of it. But how can I ever put it away when it had generous helpings of jokes like Q: Which Indian Scientist has the best opportunity of getting jobs regularly? A: C.V. Raman.
I have to confess that I enjoy these sorts of jokes, just that I don’t want to be found reading them. I read this during my office hours to avoid wasting my productive time, but had to carry it home and finish the damn thing. It is 242 pages long and if you discount the prologue, acknowledgements and all other jazz and take into account huge amounts of blankness in the pages, you would know that this really is a 150 pager. But, no one would give a damn about a single book of 450 pages that says Book One, Book Two and all. So what do they do, they make it into three parts and call it a trilogy. Genius (Stupid). And we are all suckers for that kind of shit.
Now you might have noted that this review is not a review at all, which if you ask me is just as well since this book is not a book at all. I admit that I enjoyed reading it, but I wished it put Robin into more distress than it had managed. In hindsight, there is no point since at the end of it he is going to walk away rich and comfortable to the company of more idiots.
Just finished and updated it on my Goodreads account, but the damn thing still says I’m 34% behind on schedule. Enraged, I gave the book one star rating on the website and proceeded to all other sites and gave one star everywhere. Still the average rating shows 3.45 stars. Idiots everywhere. I thought of creating more user accounts and rate it a single star with each of them, but how can a single man’s intellect balance collective stupidity of a generation? Simple answer. It can’t.
I will probably write a more scathing review when I buy and read the next book. I’m not satisfied with this one, but I’m bored.
This book has been the worst that I have read in my life!!! Only after reading it, did I discover what the word DORK means as I had'nt read the prior part of this three part series. Knowing the meaning of DORK prior to starting to read the book would have helped me anticipate the flood of profanity that the author unleashes on the readers from the word go. I picked up this book recently as I have read a few of the columns by the author in the Mint and had liked the weird sense of humour portrayed by the author in his Cubiclenama posts in the Mint. There are enough indicators to wary readers to put them off the book as the blurb in the front refers to the author's other book, Dork and the front inner cover cleverly lists praise for that book and not the one that is being read! This is the first time I came across such a guerilla marketing technique and I guess it is in anticipation of the poor quality of God Save the Dork! I can't believe that a reputed publisher like Penguin has actually published the book! There isnt much to write about the story as there is not much of it in the book. For one, the author uses English, Hindi and Malayalam and expects the reader to sail through all 3 languages. The profanity used is excessive and is done both in English and Hindi. The profanity is without context and the profane words used seem to have been used just to increase the word count and make up a lot of the 242 pages. I am unable to understand what the author and the publisher were thinking while bringing out this 200+ page book having no content and with one and two word reviews by reputed newspapers on the back cover. The excruciating adventures of the hero Robin Einstein Varghese are silly, senseless and puerile. The author recounts the typical incidents that are likely at Indian Engineering colleges and a typical management consultant assignment. Clever use of jargon and buzzwords including those related to the sub-prime crisis in the USA in the first decade of the 21st century cant save the Dork's author from boring the reader.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
I didn't quite like this book. Neither the story line nor the character (Robert 'Einstein' Verghese) is gripping enough to keep the reader interested. Quite a disappointment when you compare it with the first book which was extremely funny and kept the reader involved. Here, apart from 1-2 instances, one couldn't say that one rotfl laughing. Also, this books bears quite a resemblance to the tv series Mr Bean which I think has its visual appeal to make the viewer laugh. Unfortunately this book lacks that too.
If the first book was okay, this was terrible. Repetitive and stale jokes. The Indian consultants in the first book were funny. The foreign consultants here are bad, and the whole plotline is flimsy.I had to read this only because I read the first one.
Continues where the prequel ends. Same style with the same manner of narration with almost the similar plot - idiot who blunders through office and culminates with a goof up 'accidentally' being a deal clinger...gets to your nerves after a while.
It's rare that I give up on books but after about 5 pages I just couldn't connect with the book. It may have just been me and my mind at that point in time but the book to me didn't turn out as good as the blurb had sounded.
If I really have time someday maybe I'll try this book out again.
Aiyyo Deivammey, this book finished even before I started. Or maybe that was because, I ended up rushing through Robin Einstein Varghese's hilarious diaries yet again. But blog, let me start at the beginning as I'm sure you are wondering, 'what is this Vattu case talking about?' So, in the second book of Sidin Vadukut's Dork series, the dork is now in London, a self-made guru and consultant. I loved the first book and could not wait to get my hands on the second, which was thankfully brought across continents by dear Amma who flew over most of the continents in the world, to get here to El Salvador. But this is not about her journeys, this is supposed to be a book review. So anyway, I get the book and I itch to start reading, but I can't as I am in the middle of 'The Casual Vacancy.' But then I finish and then I greedily start this book and sadly, I'm left a little empty. It is funny, ha-ha funny in parts, but not as funny as the first book. Some of the humour is also very Mr.Bean. Plus thank god I'm a malayali, 'cos some of the sequences would go way above my head, if it weren't.
The two stars are because it was an easy read and I love Sidin Vadukut's style of writing. I just wish...actually I don't know what exactly I wish to have made the book as likeable as the first.
I'd recommend it as a good companion to have on a short flight or train ride. Enjai!
Please note: This review targets urban Indians (which was the Target Audience in the first place) Ignore the naysayers, I say. This book is hilarious, far better than the sequel too. I was literally laughing out loud in the office (yeah, I recognise the irony) while reading this. A wonderful take on how no matter how educated and westernised an Indian gets, and no matter how posh a place you put him in, the 90s Indian attitude and behaviour will NEVER ever get out of him. And as a MBA with consulting experience, I recognise how the book goes over the top, but also is a hilarious take on the world of management consulting and it's so called "value addition"!
If you've already read Dork, the prequel to this book, you aren't in for a surprise. Einstein continues with his (mis)adventures with his employer and the book is a detailed recording his day-to-day life, when in London, working for a client through his employer, in the form of his journal entries. In case you haven't read the first book, do that first before picking this one up.
Good read, but somewhere after the reaching the middle, the book does tend to become a bit overbearing. To those who have read the first book, there are truly no surprises - the protagonists foolish act (that was done because of his stupidity, nothing more) becomes a career & life saver and pushes him even further up the corporate ladder. The ending was rather hurried, almost like running out of space to complete an essay during the exam. Those who take these words seriously and apply it to their career would probably end up getting arrested. The book is a decent read, and just like Dork, has a few moments described in accurate detail that were absolutely hilarious (hair dryer incident, duty free shopping at Brussels among others that I do not want to mention).
Unlike Dork, which anyone who has been through college can relate to, probably due to the fact that I really do not understand banking or consultancy and the terminology used, I couldn't understand a lot of stuff written here, but that never really stopped me from enjoying the book, since Einstein seems to be a bigger moron with even lesser understanding of what goes on in his own world. The book is funny, racist, spattered with swear words - ones expecting a work of literature are better off skipping this one, but I suppose the ones who have been following the authors work (earlier book, columns, twitter feed, and blog) know exactly what they're getting themselves into.
End of the day, probably due to reasons mentioned above, this didn't make as much of an impression that Dork made - Sorry Sidin, but I do believe you can put up a much better book, and am hoping to see that in the next instalment of Robin Varghese's (mis)adventures.
Sequel to "Dork" will be judged slightly inferior only because it's being compared to amazing first book. In itself, it continues to be laugh out loud funny from first page to last. Sidin Vadukut hasn't lost touch with humour and that's satisfying. This book has more action and less thoughts, is easily understood by readers without MBA background (something I'd complained earlier) and perhaps has an eye on potential movie-deal. Character of Einstein is picked up as was left earlier and hence even though book doesn't uses much information from previous book (some small references), it appears to be written only for someone who has read previous book. All in all, go ahead and you will not be disappointed.
Following up on the hilarious first installment, God Save the Dork (Dork Trilogy, #2) by Sidin Vadukut continues Robin 'Einstein' Varghese's misadventures with just as much good humor and sharp wit.
This book maintains the charm and laugh-out-loud moments that made the first one so enjoyable. It's a fantastic continuation, keeping the reader thoroughly entertained with its clever situations and relatable awkwardness. If you loved Dork, you won't be disappointed with this one!
After a very very long time I laughed while reading a book. Better than Chethan bhagat books(Except five point someone). A must read for all the fun loving reader.
Even though its not a new way of presenting a story, telling the story using dairy entries of main protagonist is really cool. Now I am going to find the first part of this book and will read and write a review here. :)
It's like talking to my own self. Jotting down journal entries of my own life - minus all the sex - minus all the women - minus the stay at London. Except that it's all the same. Good to be back reading Sidin. On the whole, predictable most of the times yet funny. :) Adipoli :D ~ cheers.!
Another epic hilarious book, though sure peeps thought I am mental as was breaking down with laughter during reading it on the public transport. Some stories about London is soo painfully true + the way it has been told - is just perfect everyday sarcasm here. Going to crack the third book now.
It's always irritating in real life and funny in fiction: the arrogant total moron who thinks he's a genius. The first book was a bit better, but this one is a fun light read.
"Everyone else looked like they just seen the final fight scene in Mohanlal's Spadikam"
"whenever faced with a question that you don't know the answer to - I replied with the tool of choice of a true consultant 'it depends..' "
Loved this workplace management consultant humor, with an abundance of mba, consultant and malayalee references, puns and jokes.
I have read the 1st part back in college when my 'Consultant wannabe' days overlapped with discovering the power of 1st person funnybone fiction like catcher in the rye, diary of whimpy kid and the likes.
Picked the sequel after realising Sidin vadukut the funny man on the internet was the author I didn't remember from back then.
Need more titles in this Indian workplace fiction genre.
I hadn't liked the first Dork book that much but this one, I cackled at. Or with. Whichever way. Sidin Vadukut, I realize, has a brand of humor that is different from any other out there. It doesn't make you go 'Ayyo deivame' like many other books. ;)
Overconfident idiot, Robin 'Einstein' Varghese is back in this book and it makes a truly enjoyable read! Even I'm surprised I like it, even though it feels like I'm being unfair to the author. If you don't like the first book, try this one, too. You might like this one just like I did.
This book is a refreshing read for anyone who has worked or is currently working as a Management Consultant. The office humour and satire is on point and will make you laugh uncontrollably at various points.
The 2nd part of the goofy, 'hot-shot' MBA+ consulting type guy. Good, breezy read, hilarious in parts. Didn't make the impact that the 1st part of the trilogy had, but still a fun, fun read.
It's getting more and more painful to put up with his shenanigans. Maybe, if it was a tv show, some of the anecdotes would be bearable, but reading through them all is just unbearable! I neither empathise nor pity him; just loathe him with all my heart.