Pampered and privileged, Kitty, the well-groomed seductive cat, one day decided to step out of her cosy existence and into the world outside. She meets Tommy – big, black, macho – by the lake and loses her virginity early in the evening. An hour later the lover is gone, too. The proud molly, now heartbroken, wanders around the city of Mumbai looking for her lost lover and finally, the larger truth about life. Her street-level encounter with the city offers a rich tapestry of faces – lovers on the beach, lonely security guards, Bollywood actors, sad prostitutes, contract killers, drug paddlers, sultry fisherwomen and of course, quite a few smart, savvy followers from the animal kingdom .
Leaving comfort and assurance behind, like Siddharth Gautama, the cat trudges on in search of the fig tree and enlightenment. She not only observes life but comments on its follies as well, thus spinning out a new philosophy. After a long trek across scenes of suffering, Kitty, now the enlightened one, seeks to heal the malaise of the 21st century.
The lesser said the better. It was more like a book of philosophical quotes about life, friendship, love, relationships, etc. Would be better if the author would have just listed down all the quotes point wise instead of attributing them to a cat. I love cats & have nothing against them. But perhaps this is the most condescending book I've ever read. The author is literally talking down to the readers as if they are complete morons. So whilst I like some of the quotes, I really found the book a complete dud written by someone who is obviously stoned (the book has a lot of weird & random thoughts) and also obsessed with sex (judging by the use of sleazy lingo) Please please please just skip it. Read a book on Buddhism instead.