This applies to Aatish Taseer's 'Noon' completely. In this book, he beautifully traces his journey frYou write what you see, yet tell what you don't!
This applies to Aatish Taseer's 'Noon' completely. In this book, he beautifully traces his journey from India to America to Pakistan as an audience as well as a participant. His journey from confused and insecure childhood to an adult searching identity and roots, from the corridors of ever changing power house Delhi to a volatile and extremist Port Bin Qasim, from a Hindu/ Sikh upbringing to the Muslim roots. There are gaps but they don't matter as he beautifully explains...
"The gaps in my life were too many, the threads too few. And though I knew this, knew there was little to string life together, the tendency was still to appear as a whole before the world, to let the imagination fill in the spaces that experience had left blank."
I had previously read Aatish's, Manto's short story translation, which was well done, but this novel gives a brilliant picturisation of him as an author. His observations are sensational yet true, oblivious yet deep, close yet far, secret yet public and fiction yet truth. Each character is real, strong and grey - from the servants in his Delhi farmhouse, or royalty in his step father's power struggle, or feudal lords of his real father's extended family and business. I loved the way Aatish went into the backstory of each character rather than staying at the surface or in the moment.
Take it as a compliment when I say Aatish has the renditions of Manto - a bitter man who looks at the world in a bitter way, because there is no other way he knows!
And clearly NOON is the ideal title... the book does what Noon does to you... makes you wonder about the past...
Some grey lines from the book...
Going blindly to college in America from India was an extension of other forms of entitlement, like summer holidays in the west or buying a nice car.
He was the most bendable unbending man I ever knew!
What royalty? An occupying power comes to your country and appoints some local chieftain the king, and two hundred years later once the power has left, we're still saying "Hukum this, Hukum that."
When someone puts forward the cup of friendship, it's not right to spit in it, no matter how bogus the wine might be.
He is present in my life as an absence, and that if u were only able to fix him in my mind physically, that sense of absence would diminish.
That which is not to be found is what I desire. - Rumy ...more
In Iran your father's good friends are referred to as uncles.
Crank Calls Harassing people on the phone is a fashionable thing to do among young IraWIP
In Iran your father's good friends are referred to as uncles.
Crank Calls Harassing people on the phone is a fashionable thing to do among young Iranians. Ahmed changes tone of his voice and asks if this is Mr Rezai's residence. Faheemeh's brother says no and hangs up. He calls again asking for Mr Rezai, and Faheemeh's brother abuses and hangs up the phone again. Ahmed calls the third time and says. "Hi. This is Mr Rezai. Has anyone called for me today? This time Fahemeeh's brother explodes into a rage.
Life was a random series of beautifully composed vignettes, loosely tied together by a string of characters and time.
Whether the darkness is black or so deeply blue that it just appears inky in comparison.
There was a common superstitious belief that if you accidentally point a knife at someone, stab the earth three times, or that person's blood may drip from the tip of that knife someday.
Nothing makes you a better person than the love of a woman!
Love is more faithful than an old dog.
Don't take life too seriously; you will never get out of it alive!
School and love are two diametrically opposed phenomena.
Isn't an accusation of wrongdoing as compelling as an admission of guilt to you?
That's the way of the Persians - we are masters in the art of implication, sometimes at the cost of the point getting lost on an unsophisticated listener. Facts seldom matter. The meaning and message are always woven into the fabric of our discourse. Deep in each knot of a Persian rug is a statement of the hands that patiently drove the needle and the thread.
I miss the old days, when doctors made house calls. You got to know your patients, their family, their kids, where they lived and how. It's all about business now.
I know you are one of those kids who enjoys sitting by the fire and reading philosophical bullshit instead of learning proven formulas that might save this nation from the grip of backwardness. During my honourable years of teaching, I have seen herds of pretenders like you who deem their burp to be a revolutionary manifesto.
Kafka, this is my first read and very clearly its not as simple as it feels. Reading it would make you think its a children's story of one incident onKafka, this is my first read and very clearly its not as simple as it feels. Reading it would make you think its a children's story of one incident on a particular day. But the heavy title and the underlying theme is so strong that you can not help but wonder how Kafka does it. He pushes you to think and feel like the vermin in the story - confusion, sadness, drudgery, misery of a life wasted. I say very little because I have more to discover...
Thanks to Brain Pain for introducing me to Kafka. He is one of those writers who are not storytellers but reflect the politico-socio-economic history of a country. They are revolutionaries not writers who bring about the change with their writings. They influence the minds of people and entire generations to bring about the change!! To Kafka!!...more
All tragedies are finished by a death, all comedies are ended by a marriage.
The tragedy best summarises these short stories. Tragedies are sad but theAll tragedies are finished by a death, all comedies are ended by a marriage.
The tragedy best summarises these short stories. Tragedies are sad but the charm of reading or watching one is beautiful. The loss, the impending doom, the wait, the life goes on feeling, they underline each story subtly and strongly.
Basu clearly adds soul to his stories, characters, and words. His stories are about gushing rivers, raining monsoons, strange meetings, subtle emotions, music and sounds, love and loss.
The highlight of course is the title story of The Japanese wife - soulful, serene and beautiful love story between two cultures which are more similar than different. The author does full justice and leaves you with a warm feeling that love is a feeling which no one can explain but only feel. It's beyond society, traditions, marriage, physical needs and proximity.
Kunal Basu has travelled widely and he uses his experiences to create this marvellous collection with stories based in Russia, Beijing, Indonesia, Yugoslavia, Philippines, Chad and our very own India from Kolkata-Sunderbans, to Delhi- Agra, to Pondicherry and Kerela. He clearly presents himself as a traveller-narrator who meets new people and characters on his journeys and shares their stories and lives. He beautifully presents the lifestyle, traditions and cultures of these places through these stories and you get to feel the historical, political, social and economic state in these far off places. The link between Communist revolution of Russia and Kolkata, Ramayana thru the eyes of Dalang the puppeteer in Indonesian wayang performances, Indian roots in French occupied Chad, Russian dancer in Bengali theatre .. the versatility of Mr Basu's creativity and ability to find and weave pearls of stories and anecdotes is brilliant.
I am always searching for good Indian authors and good Indian fiction. Kunal Basu's 'The Japanese wife' meets all my requirements plus it is a short story collection - my favourite form of fiction!!
My next step is of course to catch the Film adaptation of The Japanese wife by Aparna Sen and Rahul Bose playing Snehamoy. I am sure they both would have taken the story a notch higher. It would be interesting to know who R is to whom Mr Basu has dedicated this book to... someone special of course....more
Why are all Chick Lits a rehash of Pride and Prejudice??
I have read all three books of Anuja Chauhan and all are rewriting of PnP although in a differWhy are all Chick Lits a rehash of Pride and Prejudice??
I have read all three books of Anuja Chauhan and all are rewriting of PnP although in a different setting each time -
Battle of Bitora - Politics and politicians Pricey Thakore Girls - News and journalists Zoya Factor - Cricket and Advertising
The protagonists as in Mr Darcy and Ms Bennett are the same as Khoda, the Indian cricket captain (which seems very similar to Mr Dhoni) and Zoya the budding advertising exec (sort of like Ms Anuja's younger self). Everyone knows the happy ending any ways - the arrogant but handsome Mr Darcy, who could get any girl, eventually declares his head over heels love for the clumsy and confused Ms Bennett who has very low self esteem.
The plot centres around the lucky mascot for India's biggest obsession Cricket, tagged to winning THE World Cup further combined with religion and Bollywood (the other two obsessions). Anuja further adds in a few jingles and rhymes from her advertising days, plus more masala with Delhi (Karol bagh) style humour and lifestyle, and there you have a full funny chick lit which will make you laugh as well feel romantic and all. What more can a girl ask for!
For me it was a paisa vasool book the way a Salman Khan or Shah Rukh Khan film is for the Bollywood audience. It's a no brainer but then none of the chiclits or masala films are. No wonder this is being made into a film. Anyways enjoy the read and have a good laugh!! That's it!!...more
Anuja Chauhan is every thing a chic-lit is known for - vivaciousness, tongue in cheek humour, smart Alec characters, girlie heart aches and makes, allAnuja Chauhan is every thing a chic-lit is known for - vivaciousness, tongue in cheek humour, smart Alec characters, girlie heart aches and makes, all the swooning, flirting, match making, etc, etc you get the gist. You will find stark similarities to Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice - 1) five daughters to be married 2) Ms Elizabeth, the second prettiest daughter who doesn't want to settle for the obvious 3) Mr Darcy kind of macho yet sensitive hero, who falls head over heels in love 4) string of misunderstandings and all the family drama 5) match making and relationship drama of other sisters 6) and a wedding in the end
Add to it the Indian context, 80s central Delhi background, limericks and short poems, and you have the lady version of Vikram Seth.
Anuja is definitely one of the most intelligent and sharp writers in India. She is fast paced, sharp, funny and rehashes the clichéd story of Pride and Prejudice in such a brilliant manner that Jane Austen looks ancient in comparison to her.
There were many points in the story where I started laughing out loud, wanting to share the joke with someone immediately. Its so wicked and ticklish that you can't not love the authentic Delhi ka tadka , with Delhi university, College akka St Stephens, Modern Barakhamba, Doordarshan oops Desh Darpan, Hailey Road and Connaught palace circle.
Yes she is not what you would call a literary genius or a deep thinker, but she is a sharp writer who can make you laugh your pants off. So do read it and have a good laugh. Here a gist of some: A Mangalorean lass abd a Rajput Kinght Eloped one day on an Enfield Bike There was no celebration Which is an abomination Thirty Years later, please help us put that right!
Rajput Tu maha xxx Tu Kahan se aaya re? Golkund Meri ma-ki-xxx Mein wahan se aaya re!
Geetika Govil ke mammay mahaan Unpe tika hai Hindustan Young fold mountains, world's most high I will climb them by and by!
Panties should be red, Films should be blue, Mr Gaur should make babies With Mrs Mattoo ...more