September 19, 2017

Book Review: Forest Dark by Nicole Krauss


Title: Forest Dark
Author: Nicole Krauss
Publisher: Bloomsbury
ISBN:  9781408871799
Genre: Literary Fiction
Pages: 290
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  4.5/5

Some books demand your proper attention. They want to hold your hand and transport you into another world, where respective characters breath and you feel their every move, every emotion.

Nichole Krauss’s Forest Dark comes into that category only. If you think you could finish it in few sittings, you are not doing justice with these certain reads. I have read Krauss before, loved the prose then, and I am glad she didn’t lose her charm into her recent launch FOREST DARK. Her narrative is so absorbing, and magnetic that you want to savour it sentence by sentence. It makes you think and suffer and then leaves you with questions that don’t need to get answered.    

Forest Dark begins with disappearance of Jules Epstein, 70 years old, rich lawyer, who recently got retired, divorced and father of three. He has spent his whole life running into a race where he gets everything he aspires but after retirement he inclines towards spiritual thoughts, for instance what’s the meaning of money? What is real definition of success? And he decides to donate his wealth, whereas his lawyer friend takes this donation thing as some disease and calls it radical charity.

Besides that there is other protagonist, Nichole (When I read the name I thought it is some kind of memoir and then I read her interview at various platforms, Nichole is nothing to do with author Krauss except she created this profound character) So, Nicole is 40 years old novelist, living in Brooklyn with her two sons, her marriage is drifting apart. At one place Nicole express herself that she wanted to be writer who is free, without responsibilities who can write create her heroes, live their insecurities, happiness their life but she was not brave enough. I found that part was so beautifully written; I underlined it and mentioned it too, here in the Reader’s Moment.

Krauss’ Forest Dark is interlaced with two protagonists, their lives run into parallel world and that makes the story interesting. Yes I found it bit of confusing at some places but that’s totally acceptable when you get to read such sensitive work. With many Twists and turns, quirky characters with flaws, a new perception about Isolation, and the journey of self discovery, Forest Dark surely holds a soft place into reader’s heart. 


READER’s MOMENT 

Beyond this, Epstein made no effort to explain himself to anyone, except once to Maya. Having arrived thirteen years after Jonah, and ten after Lucie, at a less turbulent and agitated epoch in Epstein’s life, Maya saw her father in a different light. There was a natural ease between them. On a walk through the northern reaches of Central Park, where icicles hung from the great outcrops of schist, he told his youngest daughter that he had begun to feel choked by all the things around him. That he felt an irresistible longing for lightness—it was a quality, he realized only now, that had been alien to him all his life. They stopped at Theupper Lake, thinly sheeted with greenish ice. When a snowflake landed on Maya’s black eyelashes, Epstein gently brushed it away with his thumb, and Maya saw her father in fingerless gloves pushing an empty shopping cart down Upper Broadway [...]

How else to explain myself, then? Explain why I went along with Friedman, refusing to heed all the obvious warnings. One often hears people say that it’s easy to misunderstand. But I disagree. People don’t like to admit it, but it’s what passes as understanding that seems to come too easily to our kind. All day long people busy themselves with understanding every manner of thing under the sun—themselves, other people, the causes of cancer, the symphonies of Mahler, ancient catastrophes. But I was going in another direction now. Swimming against the forceful current of understanding, the other way. Later there would be other, larger failures to understand—so many that one can only see a deliberateness in it: a stubbornness that lay at the bottom like the granite floor of a lake, so that the more clear and transparent things became, the more my refusal showed through. I didn’t want to see things as they were. I had grown tired of that. [...]

When I was young, I thought that I would live my life as freely as the writers and artists I took as my heroes. But in the end I wasn’t brave enough to resist the current pulling me toward convention. I hadn’t gotten far enough along in the deep, bitter, bright education of the self to know what I could and couldn’t withstand—to know my capacities for constriction, for disorder, for passion, for instability, for pleasure and pain—before I settled on a narrative for my own life and committed myself to living it. Writing about other lives can, for a while, obscure the fact that the plans one has made for one’s own have insulated one from the unknown rather than drawn one closer to it.

ABOUT AUTHOR
Nicole Krauss is the author of the international bestseller The History of Love, which was published by W.W. Norton in 2005. It won the William Saroyan International Prize for Writing, France’s Prix du Meilleur Livre Ėtranger, was named #1 book of the year by Amazon.com, and was short-listed for the Orange, Médicis, and Femina prizes. Her first novel, Man Walks Into a Room, was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Award for First Fiction. In 2007, she was selected as one of Granta’s Best Young American Novelists, and in 2010 The New Yorker named her one of the 20 best writers under 40.
Her fiction has been published in The New Yorker, Harper’s, Esquire, and Best American Short Stories, and her books have been translated into more than thirty-five languages. She recently completed a Cullman Fellowship at the New York Public Library. She lives in Brooklyn, New York.

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August 27, 2017

Book Review : What Kitty Did by Trisha Bora


Title: What Kitty Did
Author: Trisha Bora
Publisher: Harper Collins
Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Pages: 306
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  4/5

INTRO

It happens hardly, when I started adoring the book by its cover only. This time I couldn’t resist myself by doing so. A girl with messy hair depicts not only physical appearance but her miserable life. After reading just few pages of What Kitty Did by Trisha Bora, I was almost sure that It would be a roller-coaster ride of happenings. It is not fair to bind it in any specific genre, as it contains suspense, emotion, drama, eye-roll-witty dialogues and comical characters as well. It makes this-300-something paged novel an interesting read.

STRUCTURE

Basically the story of What Kitty Did by Trisha Bora, revolves around a protagonist names Ketaki Roy (Kitty) She is twenty something, a millennial, works as Journalist at Poise. Though she writes articles about how to get love on Tinder or How to lose belly fat in ten-twenty days, Yet She knows her life is not going anywhere with this. What I realized that Trisha Bora’s What kitty Did is a character specific book, Anybody can relate to protagonist, Kitty. She is lost, confused, searching for the motto of her life. In spite of all I found her interesting, cause she seems real to me somehow.

This novel, What Kitty Did, begins with a girl, who finds herself in a bed with a 59-old Perv, at the opening party of some grand hotel. Next morning she succeeds to run from that place but something leaves behind. It seems normal at first but reader is totally unknown what is coming next.

On the other side, Death of a high profile celebrity creates suspense in the story. When Kitty’s Boss assigned her to write an article on the sudden death of Roxane Merchant, she seems excited to find this project but she doesn’t realize in what terrible situation she is getting herself into. Now she is on journey to find out if it is heart attack or some conspiracy. There are some odds and obstacles in front of Kitty but she would realize later that it is all for better change.

While describing her novel’s protagonist Trisha Bora says “Kitty is someone who is unsure of herself. Her forte is baking but she writes for a fashion magazine. Many students take up English literature as a last resort and most are left confused at the end of the course as to what they could pursue next. There are only three years during BA so I wish there could be an orientation on the first year itself about professional options that students can explore after the course so that they can proceed accordingly during their studies.” She adds, “English literature makes you question and deconstruct and that aptitude takes you through life. It equips you with an acumen that is helpful forever.”

In a chat with Dailypioneer, Bora said “I never intended to make her one. She is a millennial and as you can see that this is the first time in human history that millennials cannot afford their own houses and cars. The young lot needs to be dependent on parents for major financial causes, and friends for moral and emotional support. For instance, salaries have not gone up and lifestyle choices are getting expensive every day. Consequently, the young generation has not been able to secure themselves in monetary terms. Kitty is also supposed to be a regular millennial living in a bubble, distanced from all current affairs and politics around.”

All in all, What Kitty Did by Trisha bora seems relatable piece of literature, I mean kitty did all the things, a Delhi girl usually faces in real life, we all escapes from the messy situation by laughing at ourselves, we try to make joke in tough conditions, we all struggles yet hope dangles inside our heart. We fall, we fight. We stand again. That’s what life is all about. What Kitty Did is a window to look into a Delhi based adult’s life. You could find some hilarious descriptions. This light hearted novel could be your weekend read. Go for it.

ABOUT AUTHOR  

Trisha Bora studied literature at Miranda House and started a career in publishing immediately after. She has worked at Random House India, Rupa and Dorling Kindersley, and is currently commissioning editor at Juggernaut Books. Her writing has been published in many journals and publications. 
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August 05, 2017

Book Review: The Demon Hunter of Chottanikkara: A Supernatural Thriller by S. V. Sujatha


Title: The Demon Hunter of Chottanikkara 
Author: S. V. Sujatha
Publisher: Aleph Book Company
ISBN:  9789386021090
Genre: Fantasy, Indian Mythology
Pages: 188
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  4/5

INTRO


Before expressing my views on The Demon Hunter of Chottanikkara by  S. V. Sujatha, I need to confess that it is my first supernatural thriller read. And I am glad I picked the debut work of Sujatha. It was quite tough to put down the book, once you get started. How story evolved around a good and evil makes it interesting read. Author maintained the fluency in language and well crafted dialogues. Characters are powerful yet interesting that makes it enjoyable read. The way author narrated the story, It is hard to believe that it is her debut novel. I found it interesting and spent two nights surrounded with demons only. Ha!

STRUCTURE

Basically The Demon Hunter of Chottanikkara by  S. V. Sujatha  sets in Chottanikkara, a village in Kerela, that is infested with hair-raising Demons. And then there is a demon hunter, Devi, a brave girl with her lion, Ugra. It was interesting to know the sole purpose of her life is to slay the demons and save her village from horrifying situations. She is bold yet kind. She values the relationship yet knows what is needful. She is skilled in art of war and disciple of  Parshuram, who had taught her the very art of exorcism. There are various monsters Brahmaraksha, Jalpishacha, present near village, She usually binds the demons and traps them into a sacred tree, Aristha Vriksha. The twist comes into the story when Devi, realized that something happening in her village, which is beyond her power.

Although Villagers have faith in her, they know she will save them and protect them from blood-sucking demons, Yet they are in fear, cause the new demon, named Yakshi was not that usual one. How this horrible Demon closely connected with the Demon-Hunter and what happened in her past that made her so powerful, that’s the main theme of the novel. It is really thrilling to know, at what price Devi gets rid of Yakshi. It is supernatural thrills, still you get emotional. Here, I want you to know The Demon Hunter of Chottanikkara by  S. V. Sujatha  is a teen-read, due to its well woven characters and mytho-background, it grabs the attention of reader of any age. If you want to explore supernatural thriller genre,, You can give it try. READ!

In an interview with Deccan Chronicle Sujatha said “I happened to visit Chottanikkara temple eight years back, and was very much moved by the divinity the main dieted radiated. I was amazed by an exorcism ritual, I witnessed. On enquiring more about it, I came to know that there are two forms of Devi, the deity. One was meant to provide prosperity and other would clear of the most monstrous demons that possessed people. The legends caught my interest and I tried to know more about it and ended up as a novel.”

READER's MOMENT 

He was strong, Kannappa. Intelligent, too, for he was a priest when he was alive.” Devi stopped herself from telling him about the demon’s dying words. She did not want to worry him.

Her father snorted. “But not smart enough to stay in the marubhoomi. They never learn, do they, these demons?” he said. “We have forbidden them to come into our land, yet they do not listen...You hunt them down, Devi, show them they are not welcome in our lands, yet they keep coming, one after the other, each more reckless and foolish and stubborn than the one before it. Why do they not heed our warning?”

Devi smiled sadly. “I suppose we will never be rid of them because they were once like us...men and women who had hopes and dreams. But when they died prematurely and violently, they could not go peacefully into the next cycle of their lives, but had to return to this one as abominations filled with evil. We know they can’t stay away because they lust for what we have, and they also want to exact revenge for the injustices done to them when they were still among the living. They desire not only our flesh and blood but are driven by forces beyond their comprehension, which will allow them no rest, no peace, until they are dispatched once and for all. And their nature being what they are, they will kill and maim, they cannot help themselves.”

“These demons are not too different from me, then,” Kannappa muttered uneasily. The lines on his face were growing more prominent, as he spoke. “I was like them too. I took what I wanted, I killed and ruined lives, revelled in the power I held over people. I was a demon too. Just as abhorred, just as feared, just as savage.”

His eyes went to the face of Meenamma he had drawn on the wall above the cot. It had been there ever since Devi could remember, before she was even born. She had always woken up looking at it, the face of Kannappa’s daughter, the girl who would have been her sister. Meenamma’s face was painted with charcoal. Kannappa would often darken the portrait with moist soot from the kitchen stove so his daughter’s face would never fade from the walls of his hut.

“She never did like that I was a bandit. She used to plead with me to stop. But I never listened. Then, she left me,” he whispered, his eyes welling up with tears of pain and regret.

Note: Just a request from a sincere reader to Publisher (ALEPH): Text is too small to read, I almost considered an eye sight check-up. Please improve this into your upcoming beauties. Thank You!


ABOUT AUTHOR  S. V. Sujatha was born in Madras, the land of filter coffee and elaborate meals and wonderful temples. She is a graduate of the Warwick Writing Programme where she eventually found her calling as a writer and storyteller. She currently lives in the United States of America and is a full-time writer. This is her debut novel, born out of her love for the Mother Goddess and passion for Indian mythology  


July 31, 2017

Book Review: A State of Freedom by Neel Mukherjee


Title: A State of Freedom
Author: Neel Mukherjee
Publisher: Penguin Random House
ISBN: 9780670090150
Genre: Literary Fiction
Pages: 275
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  5/5

While trying to check the bill before settling at the reception desk – just an old habit, inculcated by his father, of giving any bill a once-over to see that he had not been overcharged – he realized that he had lost the ability to perform the simple function of adding up the individual items and the tax that together made up the grand total. He tried again and again. Then he took out his wallet and tried to count the rupee and US dollar notes nestled inside; he failed. Something as fundamental to intelligence as counting was eluding him. In the peripheries of his vision he could see a small crowd gathering to look at him; discreetly, nonchalantly, they thought. The news had spread. It was then that he broke down and wept for his son.

First of all, allow me to keep this structure-of-the-novel thing away, and let me focus on the initial paragraph of A State of Freedom by Neel Mukherjee. I am sure, after reading this, you too would have noticed the way Mukherjee drew attention of his readers. It simply showed the power of his prose style. The way he observed things and transformed them into words is surely inexplicable. It was like he opened a hidden window of a world which existed inside us only. Our surrounding, that we often ignore, Mukherjee took his characters from there only and showed us the mirror. Frankly speaking it was gut-wrenching at some place.     

STRUCTURE

A State of Freedom by Neel Mukherjee, It fascinated me more because it is written in an unconventional style. Five Protagonist Five Stories, not linked on the plot basis yet connected somehow.

In first segment, Mukherjee introduced a man, who returns to India with his six years old son, he visits Taj Mahal, Fatehpur Sikri, trying to revive his roots. Meanwhile he realizes he has become the stranger in his own country. Then something happened that changed the whole situation. Just loved the part where he was trying his best to save his kid from witnessing this grim situation of India.

In Second Segment, a London based son (unnamed) visiting his parents in Bombay, he has come for local research on Indian cooking as he is going to write some regional cuisine book. Here he met Renu, who cooked food for his parents, Suddenly he started to take interest in their lives and realized the gap of these two classes, how the renu’s past unfolded, it was really heart storming. You read those characters and trying to identify various faces into our own surrounding, that's the impact of Mukherjee’s Characters’ Arc.

When it comes to third segment, it would fascinate you the most and if you are four-legged angel’s lover then it will be heart wrenching read. Mukherjee unpacked the emotion of fear and love while revealing his quaint characters especially baby bear, Raju and his owner lakshman, how he tried to get him ready and trained for another source of income. There was so much to read between the lines, those pauses provoked you to read quickly with a curiositywhat will happen next with baby bear?   

In Forth segment, you meet a girl who is trying to alleviate her social condition, in her own possible ways. Her struggle for existence seemed so apt in current scenario. It is always hard to read about underprivileged characters. Yet soothing to your soul cause they come up with hope at last, to a better future. And you feel inspired of after experiencing their will to survive.  

Last segment of this book, leaves you with myriad of questions, If you unintentionally obstruct the freedom of others, gradually it effects our concept of belonging and loss. In Neel Mukherjee’s wordthe sense of migration.

All in all, You could read the book, you could close it with great relief but you could hardly get rid of its deeply-woven characters. I have no words to praise Mukherjee enough. Just loved the way Mukherjee narrates his stories. Sometimes it feels so engrossing that you found yourself enveloped into his  world only. Extraordinaire!  

CORE

When we heard of any abroad based Indian author, it is presentiment that he would have written about Cooking or Migration, more so ever the complications he had to face while changing countries and all that nostalgia especially Maa Ke Haath Ka Kadi-Chawal. 

Here, Mukherjee tried to derange this league and coming up with a new concept of Migration. He made me rethink the definition of it. How could we attach the with migration thing only, while migration is a state of mind that we usually sensed here in India only. And this is the core of Neel Mukherjee’s A State of Freedom. 

In our lives we often migrate through our social class, thought-level process, and financial condition. Of course, A State of Freedom would not be an easy read. It will move you, along with doubts, expression of freedom  and trouble your mind till the last. A State of Freedom is a portrait of our own existence. Worth every moment. 

READER’s MOMENT

Something about the urgency of the swarming and the indescribable sound that emanated from that swiftly engorging clot of people, a tense noise between buzzing and truculent murmuring, instantly transmitted the message that a disaster had occurred. Otherwise how else would the child have known to ask, ‘Baba, people running, look. What’s happening there?’ And how else could the driver have answered, mercifully in Hindi, ‘A man’s just fallen from the top of that building under construction. A labourer. Instant death, poor man.’

He had refused to translate, had tried to pull his son back from craning his neck out, but as the queue of cars moved forward, through a chance aperture in the hive of people around the death, he saw, for the briefest of flashes, a patch of dusty earth stained the colour of old scab from the blood it had thirstily drunk. Then the slit closed, the car started advancing inch by inch and the vision ended. He saw his son turning his head to continue to stare at the spot. But had he really seen the earth welt like that, or had he just imagined it? There was no way he could ask the boy to corroborate. As soon as he thought that, all the worries came stampeding in: had the child seen it? Was he going to be affected by it? How could he establish if he had without planting the idea in the boy’s head?

‘Who knows what he’ll do? We have never been able to tell what goes through his head. He says he’s going to come back in two years.’ Pause. “Two more years of sending money,” She said, then quickly tried to dispel the burden of the last few words by her usual dismissive tics.
‘I said to him: Stay as long as it takes to finish what you are reading, you don’t need to think of money… but who listens to me?’ the shift in tonal gear this time was to mock-carping, a time-honoured Bengali way of expressing deep affection.
Then, another shift with: “He says he’s going to come back and built me a house. We shall see”


ABOUT AUTHOR
Neel Mukherjee was born in Calcutta. His first novel, A Life Apart , won the Writers’ Guild of Great Britain Award for best fiction, among other honors, and his second novel, The Lives of Others , was shortlisted for the Man Booker Prize and won the Encore Prize. He lives in London.

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July 28, 2017

वो लोग जो आपके कुछ नहीं लगते

वो लोग जो आपके कुछ नहीं लगते। ना कोई रिश्ता ना कोई जानकारी। सोशल मीडिया की इस दुनिया में बहुत से ऐसे लोग मिलते है जिनसे कोई बातचीत नहीं होती फिर भी वो आपकी दिनचर्या का हिस्सा होते है। आपकी टाईमलाईन पर उनके पोस्ट आते है। हम उसके जरिए ही धीरे धीरे उन्हें जानने लगते हैं। उनके पंसदीदा गीत, नज्में, शायर, और फिर एक दिन वो चले जाते हैं। हमेशा के लिए। आपकी पलकें नम हो जाती है। दिल कुछ एक पल के लिए पत्थर-सा हो जाता। आप यकीन नहीं कर पाते कि कल से वो आपकी वर्चुअल ही सही लेकिन इस छोटी सी दुनिया का हिस्सा नहीं होगें। गर्म पानी आँखों से गालों तक आ जाता है। आप रोना नहीं चाहते, उनके लिए जो आपके कुछ नही लगते।

25 जुलाई को ट्वीटर टाईमलाइन पर पढा इंदीवर जी (@frozenmusik) नहीं रहे। उनसे मेरी कभी कोई बातचीत नहीं हुई थी। मैं नीलेश मिसरा सर के लिए थोडा-बहुत लिखती हूँ ये उन्हें मेरी टाईमलाईन देखकर पता चला होगा। अभी जनवरी में जब जयपुर लिटरेचर फेस्टीवल में नीलेश सर भी पहुँचे। तो उन्होंने सर के सेशन की टाईम-स्क्रीन टैग की। उन्हें लगा होगा शायद मुझे पता नहीं है। मैंने उन्हें प्राईवेट मैसेज करके इतनी सी रिक्वेस्ट की “Sir, I won’t able to attend Neelesh Sir’s session, will you record some clips, just thodi bahut please please

उन्होंने कहा उनके बेटे को फीवर है, फिर भी वो कोशिश करेंगे। मैंने उनसे मना भी किया “ रहने दीजिएगा सर, इट्स नॉट देट इम्पोरटेंट” मैं भूल भी गयी थी अगले दिन उन्होंने वो वीडियोज यू-ट्यूब पर अपलोड कर दिए। ही इज़/वाज़ काईंड सोल, मैन ऑफ हिज़ वर्डस। अभी तीन दिन पहले जब टाईमलाईन पर पढा वो नहीं रहे तो सच में अजीब लगा, लगा जैसे इट इज़ सम काईंड ऑफ प्रेंक। लेकिन ये न्यूज़ पवन झा जी की टाईमलाईन से थी। कार्डियल अरेस्ट। आज 28 जुलाई 2017 को जयपुर में ही उनकी मैमोरियल बैठक है।

नौ साल पहले मम्मा को भी ऐसे अचानक एक एक्सीडेंट में खो दिया था। आज भी सुबह उठती हूँ तो लगता है वही घी के दीपक की गर्माहट लिए मम्मा की हथेली मेरे सर पर ठहर जाएगी। आँखे खोलकर वो सबसे मीठा ख्वाब खो देना बहुत तकलीफ देता है। मम्मा के समय रोना नहीं आया था। शायद उधारी है। जब भी कोई जाता है तो किश्तों में निकलती है।  

No
Time doesn’t heal anything
People leave, void remains.

Indivar Sir, You will be missed. ALWAYS!



           
Clicked By Indivar Sir

July 11, 2017

Book Review: The Ministry Of Utmost Happiness by Arundhati Roy

Title: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness
Author: Arundhati Roy
Publisher: Penguin Random House
ISBN:  9780670089635
Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Pages: 445
Source: Flipkart Review Program
Rating:  4.5/5

She lived in the graveyard like a tree. At dawn she saw the crows off and welcomed the bats home. At dusk she did the opposite. Between shifts she conferred with the ghosts of vultures that loomed in her high branches. She felt the gentle grip of their talons like an ache in an amputated limb. She gathered they weren’t altogether unhappy at having excused themselves and exited from the story.

I think it is not an easy task to write few words on brilliance. You hesitate, You slow down a bit, You go through the pages over and over. Literally, I have been struggling with right words while writing this piece on Arundhati Roy’s The Ministry of Utmost Happiness. Perhaps, you could relate this uneasiness.  

I should not be biased but I am helpless. To be Honest, Arundhati Roy is among those authors, who drew me closer to fiction. And made me believe I could survive on reading. She is the epitome of Brilliance. She had proved it twenty years back, by fascinating us with small things and I’m happy to say, she didn’t lose that charm in her recent novel The Ministry of Utmost Happiness as well.

Basically, Arundhati Roy has woven so many characters with two main Protagonists, who were all trying to place the broken pieces back together. We could relate to their resilience, empathy, their daily struggles for survival with their determination to find hope.

The Ministry of Utmost Happiness begins with Anjum, a delhi based famous Hermaphrodite (Hijra), once Aftab. Since childhood he has been facing denial. Whereas all he wants acceptance to his natural self, and then he finds out a prostitute Bombay Silk, who is running a shelterHouse of Dreams. Aftab gets fascinated by this place, leaves his home and turned into Anjum, a transgender. How Anjum’s journey ends with city graveyard? I would not spoil the magic of Roy’s storytelling, by telling the whole plot but eagerly want to share this extract.

Do you know why God made hijras?” Anjum’s housemate Nimmo asks her one day. “It was an experiment. He decided to create something, a living creature that is incapable of happiness. So he made us.” Think about it, she says. What are the things regular people get upset about? “Price-rise, children’s school-admissions, husbands’ beatings, wives’ cheatings, Hindu-Muslim riots, Indo-Pak war—outside things that settle down eventually. But for us the price-rise and school-admissions and beating-husbands and cheating-wives are all inside us. The riot is inside us. Indo-Pak is inside us. It will never settle down. It can’t.”

As story sets in modern India, Roy tried to draw reader’s attention on some socio-political issues as well, that go hand in hand with fiction. First six chapters covers the story of Anjum, and then comes Roy’s second Protagonist, Tilo— an illegitimate child, belongs to a group of Kashmir Independence fighter. Roy has beautifully woven this character Tilo and her relationship with Musa, (her lover, maybe, maybe not). Rest story revolves around her only.

Yes! I agree, In some parts,  I too feel disconnected, her description on many events (Gujarat Riot’s, Kashmir, capitalism, 1984 riots, naxalism) made me doubt  if I am reading fiction or else? , but This is Arundhati Roy, It takes courage to do experiment and weave the brutal truth, especially the part on martyrdom.

Overall, Characters are so engaging, that they seemed real to me, I could sense their pain, at some point I wished to continue with their revolutionary Journey.  I mostly loved her balanced narrative, it accomplished to transport me into another realm, if I talk about Roy's writing, It is breathtaking, lyrical, and beautifully written, especially Tilo's Part.  

Roy focused on many issues as caste and gender, and most importantly what I learnt —who are we to pass comments on someone’s existence, how could we judge someone on the basis of their faith, color, body fat, religion, and upbringing.   

In an interview with Barnes and Noble, Arundhati Roy mentioned  “Everybody in the novel has some kind of border running through them. Anjum has the border of gender, for Tillo it is caste, for Nimmo it is Indo-Pakistan, Saddam has caste and religious conversion. Even the graveyard, where much of the action of the book is located, is some kind of border between life and death. The book is also about how, when you harden these borders, this violence of inclusion and exclusion results." 

All in all, The Ministry of Utmost Happiness by Arundhati Roy can be read by hundred ways, it is up to you how you perceive the art and respond to rhythm of storytelling. I would like to say "Go read this beautifully executed book" Highly Recommended!   

READER’s MOMENT   

I don’t know where to stop, or how to go on. I stop when I shouldn’t. I go on when I should stop. There is weariness. But there is also defiance. Together they define me these days. Together they steal my sleep, and together they restore my soul. There are plenty of problems with no solutions in sight. Friends turn into foes. If not vocal ones, then silent, reticent ones. But I’ve yet to see a foe turning into a friend. There seems to be no hope. But pretending to be hopeful is the only grace we have . . .


She didn't stop him. She knew he'd be back. No matter how elaborate its charade, she recognized loneliness when she saw it. She sensed that in some strange tangential way, he needed her shade as much as she needed his. And she had learned from experience that Need was a warehouse that could accommodate a considerable amount of cruelty.

They had always fitted together like pieces of an unsolved (and perhaps unsolvable) puzzle- the smoke of her into the solidness of him, the solitariness of her into the gathering of him, the strangeness of her into the straightforwardness of him, the insouciance of her into the restraint of him. The quietness of her into the quietness of him.” 

There was no tour guide on hand to tell her that in Kashmir nightmares were promiscuous. They were unfaithful to their owners, they cartwheeled wantonly into other people’s dreams, they acknowledged no precincts, they were the greatest ambush artists of all. No fortification, no fence-building could keep them in check. In Kashmir the only thing to do with nightmares was to embrace them like old friends and manage them like old enemies.” 

It had to do with the way she lived, in the country of her own skin. A country that issued no visas and seemed to have no consulates. 

ABOUT AUTHOR: Arundhati Roy is an Indian writer who is also an activist who focuses on issues related to social justice and economic inequality. She won the Booker Prize in 1997 for her novel, The God of Small Things, and has also written two screenplays and several collections of essays.

For her work as an activist she received the Cultural Freedom Prize awarded by the Lannan Foundation in 2002.





April 24, 2017

Book Review: Stay With Me by Ayobami Adebayo



There are things even love can’t do. If the burden is too much and stays too long, even love bends, cracks, comes close to breaking and sometimes does break. But even when it’s in a thousand pieces around your feet, that doesn’t mean it’s no longer love …


Title – Stay with Me
Author: Ayobami Adebayo
Genre: Fiction, Romance
Publisher: Canongate Books
Pages: 300
Rating: 5/5

Frankly speaking I celebrated reading with STAY WITH ME. With her debut, Ayobami Adebayo hooked me at the first page, in fact first lines that say “I must leave this city today and come to you. My bags are packed and the empty rooms remind me that I should have left a week ago.”  

After exploring few more pages, I stopped for a bit, took a deep breath, and silently thanked to the Author for weaving such beauty.

When it comes to story, I would say it is an intense tale of love, care, grief and loss. Plot sets in Nigeria mainly 80’s. When country had been suffering from some political issues as well, that was all in backdrop.  Basically Story revolves around a couple named Yejida and Akin, who were struggling and finding a way to conceive, somewhat same scene we find here in Indian families, How  dramatic Mother-in-law and her tantrums turns the story, In a way after introduction of second wife gives pace to the story. I have to confess here, I could hardly put down the book. Author explored the beauty and drew attention towards respective culture, customs esp the bitter truth of Polygamy and some health related issues as well. She crafted them so sensibly, I am just left in awe.  

"I became known as ‘the pregnant woman with the ripped dress’, even after the baby was born. But I did not care that people pointed and smiled behind their hands during a hymn or the Nicene Creed at the church. I had become immortal, part of a never-ending chain of life. New life kicked within me and soon I would have someone that I could call my own. Not a stepmother or half-brother. Not a father shared with two dozen other children or a husband shared with Funmi, but a child, my child."

With crisp narration and well developed dialogues. Author wins the reader’s heart and  time too.

Heart breaking scenes of Yedija, that internal struggle just makes you fall in love with the protagonist. You feel her pain, her anger, her suffocation. I don’t say it is some depressing read. In fact author put those emotions in such way; I was smiling at a time with teary eyed.  

If I could summarize this beauty STAY WITH ME, I would say, It simply explores the depth of human relationship.  And truly deserves recognition It is long-listed for the Bailey Women’s Prize for fiction 2017.   

"I had expected them to talk about my childlessness. I was armed with millions of smiles. Apologetic smiles, pity-me smiles, I-look-unto-God smiles name all the fake smiles needed to get through an afternoon with a group of people who claim to want the best for you while poking at your open sore with a stick and I had them ready. I was ready to listen to them tell me I must do something about my situation. I expected to hear about a new pastor I could visit a new mountain where I could go to pray; or an old herbalist in a remote village or town whom I could consult. I was armed with smiles for my lips, an appropriate sheen of tears for my eyes and sniffles for my nose. I was prepared to lock up my hairdressing salon throughout the coming week to go in search of a miracle with my mother-in-law in tow. What I was not expecting was another smiling woman in the room, a yellow woman with a blood-red mouth who grinned like a new bride."
  
About The Author
Ayobami Adebayo's stories have appeared in a number of magazines and anthologies, and one was highly commended in the 2009 Commonwealth short story competition. She also has an MA in creative writing from the University of East Anglia where she was awarded an international bursary for Creative Writing. Stay With Me is her Debut Novel. 

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April 21, 2017

Lamha Lamha Zindagi : Qisson Ka Kona with Neelesh Misra



यहाँ पहले दिन सब कुछ अजीब था। लगा आँखो के सामने डॉक्यूमैंटरी-फिल्म चल रही हो। दिल्ली, शहर था या रंगीन दिलों का अजायबघर, नहीं जानती। आसमान को चीरती उँची बिल्डिंग्स। कहीं न खत्म होने वाली सड़के और उनपर इतनी गाडियाँ कि दिन में तो सड़के दिखाई ही नहीं देती थीं।


सबसे अजीब मुझे वो मैट्रो लगी। जिसका लेडीज़ कम्पार्टमेंट जैसे गुल्लक में बजते सिक्के। कुछ दिन जरूर मुझे उलझन महसूस हुई...फिर लगा जैसे मैं इन लड़कियों को पहचानती थी। हर किसी के चेहरे पर फिक्र, आँखों में बैचेनी, जैसे घर की दहलीज पार करने के बावजूद भी वो अब-तक कहीं अटकी थीं। यही सब तो था जो मैं जोधपुर में छोड़कर यहाँ दिल्ली चली आयी थी। मेरी बचपन की दोस्त आमेरा के पास।