‘The Immigrant’ by Manju Kapur was a novel that accidentally entered my TBR list and became my first read of the year. The story revolves around Ananda, who moves to Halifax as a dentistry student and gradually evolves into Andy, absorbing the Canadian soul - from food habits to social interactions - and Nina, whom he marries through an arranged marriage.
The novel offers a glimpse into their married life, a relationship that gradually turns sour over the issue of having a child. The Eastern influence of shame attached to sex and anything related to sexuality continues to linger with Ananda, pushing him to remain discreet about his sexual insecurities. However, this secrecy leads him into sexual encounters that he keeps hidden from Nina. Meanwhile, Nina, in her search for an identity of her own, pursues a degree in library science, during which she begins to explore her sexuality, just like Ananda, ending up in adultery just like Ananda.
The story touches upon several themes such as adultery, liberation, guilt, consent, shame, and more. However, the aspect I connected with most was Nina’s search for identity.
For an educated woman in her 30s who is single, the world can be harsh even today. So one can imagine the price a woman had to pay in the 1970s. Nina, the only daughter of an IFS officer who had experienced a sophisticated life in a European country, is forced to retreat to Jahangirpuri after her father’s death. Despite the loss of luxury, she still had an identity - one that went beyond being someone’s daughter. She was a teacher at Miranda House, DU.
After marrying Ananda, an NRI dentist in Canada, she uproots herself and moves to a foreign land. She has everything materialistically, yet lacks an identity of her own. As someone who moved to a different state after marriage without a job, this deeply resonated with me. “Feeling lost is inevitable in a new place—and if you are a woman without a job, far away from friends and family, it must be doubly hard.” I thought of myself when I read this.
“Every person, on their first trip to a foreign country where they know neither the people nor the language, experiences childhood.” I knew neither the people nor the language. And yes, I experienced that childhood-like helplessness.
The only person I had was my husband, and my world revolved around him. For someone like me - the eldest daughter, used to independence, this didn’t sit well. I was reduced to being a ‘wife’ rather than an ‘individual’ with capabilities. It hurt deeply. But I survived. I survived with the love and companionship of my partner. Eventually, we decided to stay apart so that I could build my career. Staying away from your partner, who is also your best friend, is not easy, it is heartbreaking.
Coming back to the novel, the story is not just about Ananda and Nina’s marriage. The book also explores the immigrant experience - adapting to a new country, navigating freedom, sexual liberation, and personal transformation.
Overall, I loved the book.