2009—year of the slump. America is in the grip of severe economic hardship and
unemployment. The only numbers that are on the rise is the suicide rate.
Arun Gupta, entrepreneur, lothario, Aramis cologne user, evangelist of new India’s new dreams, sees
a glimmer of a business plan form out of the American crisis. He wants to save lives. And he wants
to do it sitting in his baroque Navi Mumbai office. His idea is simple. If everything can be outsourced
to India, why not the saving of American lives?
Part rant, part satire, 1888 Dial India documents, through the politically incorrect words of its antihero,
the dreams of corporate India.