<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497160905753475345</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2024 03:25:23 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Book review</category><category>Fiction</category><category>Funny</category><category>Romance</category><category>Witty</category><category>arunava sinha</category><category>love</category><category>Amit Chaudhury</category><category>Anniversary Gift</category><category>Anthology of Love</category><category>Anuja Chauhan</category><category>Begum Akhtar</category><category>Bengal</category><category>Bestseller of 2014</category><category>Book reviews</category><category>Calcutta</category><category>Chitra Banerjee Divakurni</category><category>Classics</category><category>Czechoslovakia</category><category>Delhi</category><category>Dibyendu Palit</category><category>Drama</category><category>Fosterganj</category><category>Francis Cleetus</category><category>Gauhar Jaan</category><category>Gramaphone Recording Company</category><category>Graphic Novel</category><category>Hachette</category><category>Hindustani Classical Music</category><category>Humorous</category><category>I.T Industry</category><category>Infidelity</category><category>Intelligent</category><category>Islam</category><category>Krishna Baldev Vaid</category><category>Love Stories</category><category>Love Story</category><category>Modern Penguin</category><category>Musoorie</category><category>New</category><category>Nirmal Verma</category><category>Nobel Laureate</category><category>Pengui</category><category>Prague</category><category>Puri</category><category>Rabindranath Tagore</category><category>Rupa</category><category>Ruskin Bond</category><category>Tech-toons</category><category>Thumri</category><category>Translation</category><category>Valentines Day Gift</category><category>Vikram Sampath</category><category>World</category><category>Writer</category><category>cartoons</category><category>lust</category><category>sangeeta bandopadhyay</category><category>sexual desire</category><category>unrequited love</category><title>SriViews</title><description></description><link>http://sriviews26.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497160905753475345.post-322102989852983195</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2014 15:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-05-26T08:37:26.732-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">arunava sinha</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dibyendu Palit</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Infidelity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pengui</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Puri</category><title>                                                                       #Book Review: Illicit by Dibyendu Palit </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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have always enjoyed reading translations by Arunava Sinha and this was one of
the reason for me to pick up this book. But, it was an utter disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;&quot;&gt;Dibyendu Palit&#39;s&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Illicit,
translated to English by Arunava Sinha, was originally published in 1989 as&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Aboidho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The plot spans just three days and
is a slice of the protagonists&#39; illicit life. Jeena, an attractive young
housewife is bored of her &#39;wooden relationship&#39; with much older husband, Ashim.
Partha, her neighbour, is married, a father of two, and equally bored in his
marital life. We are introduced to them in the high point of their illicit
relationship when the two are planning a secret sojourn to Puri. Quelling her self-doubts
and pangs of guilt, Jeena takes the bold step to be with Partha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In the next three
days that Jeena spends with Partha, she discovers that all is not as it seems.
Partha&#39;s lust takes an aggressive turn and Jeena feels violated. Beguiled by
shame, self pity and doubt, she decides to head back home and put to an end
everything illicit. Undergoing the intense emotional crisis and coming
to the end of the story, the readers will expect an unconventional end, but somewhere
the thread gets lost. You land up reading another clichéd love story, tormented
and torn apart between the pangs of infidelity and clashes of conscience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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emotional crisis yet other characters remain vague. The plot is very wobbly and
predictive. I slowly lost interest. The book jacket refers to Partha as
Mukherjee while he is Majumdar throughout the story. In Pg106, second last para
Jenna is referred to as Gina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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book due to the fact that it is a work of translation by the Nobel Laureate
himself Rabindranath Tagore and I have no shame in accepting the fact that I
had no clue that Tagore also wrote in English. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This is the story of Nandini, a
beautiful woman who appears at a time of the oppression of humanity by greed
and power. The antagonist in the story is the King, who represents enormous
authority but barricades himself behind an iron curtain. He transforms a town
in to a fort and the humans into digging machines who grope in the dark
searching for gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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people forget the beauty of nature, the green meadows, the dazzling sunshine,
the tenderness and love between humans. Nandini arrives to salvage humanity
trapped behind mechanized tyranny. She eventually frees the oppressed souls who
are toiling and underground, but at a great sacrifice. The story ends in an
unexpected climax after Tagore knits an intricate network of sequences that
ultimately becomes a parable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-CA&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Red Oleanders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-CA&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-CA&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Raktakarabi&lt;/i&gt;) is
one of the more than sixty plays, dance dramas and dramatic sketches by Asia’s
first Nobel Laureate Rabindranath Tagore. The play, written in 1923-24, was
begun during a visit to Shillong, Assam, and inspired by the image of a red
oleander plant crushed by pieces of discarded iron that Tagore had come across
while walking.&amp;nbsp; A short time later, an oleander branch with a single red
flower protruded through the debris, as if, he noted,&amp;nbsp;“created from the
blood of its cruelly pierced breast.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;In
1987, Ananda Lal published a translation of three plays by Tagore, including&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-left;&quot;&gt;Red Oleanders&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-left;&quot;&gt;,
which was a welcome addition to making Tagore’s works accessible in
English.&amp;nbsp; Lal’s work represented a faithful recreation of the original
work, and it also included pertinent scholarship on the history and context of
the plays.&amp;nbsp; His translation of&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-left;&quot;&gt;Red Oleanders&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;was finally staged in 2006 at Camden
Peoples Theatre in England.&amp;nbsp; Again, the reception was less than
enthusiastic with charges that the play was too heavily symbolic, the
production too long, and the language not modern enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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book is a good break from the monotony of our mechanized life and evokes hope.
This book is surely a good pick for writhing souls who want to break out and
see the shining sun of tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff9ee; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #222222;&quot;&gt;To begin with, if you&#39;re not a non-fiction
reader and avoided exploring the genre of biography, after picking up this
book, you would feel how lame were your inhibitions. I finished reading this
300 page book in one week- a feat that I had never achieved earlier and thanks
to my dear friend D, who suggested me this wonderful book. It was the curiosity
to know about the first gramophone record celebrity, Gauhar Jaan, and the
status of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Hindustani Classical music women maestros at the beginning of the 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
century that continuously prompted me to turn one more page. The urge to know
more about a songstress at her prime, the cult of ‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;tawaifs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;’ and the bygone era had become quite insatiable at the end
and I was crestfallen after reading ‘ Black Hole : The Death of a Star’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff9ee; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #222222;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The author, Vikram Sampath has exhaustively crafted
a fabulous life story of the superstar Gauhar Jaan intertwined with the
development of Hindustani Classical music and the birth of the Gramaphone
Record Company in India.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff9ee; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #222222;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The book begins in dramatically, fictional
style which immediately gets you hooked to the musical journey of 55 year old
Gauhar Jaan. It is quite splendid to read the account of such a character who
ruled the musical &lt;i&gt;mehfils &lt;/i&gt;and was
showered with honours and riches. The beginning is arresting, and one is
immediately touched by the plight of the character, who was the first ruling
diva in the first quarter of the 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century and the first one to
perform at the Congress fund-raising concert and had identified the talent of
the great musical maestro Begum Akhtar and had prophesized her rise. No doubt,
Gauhar Jaan was the most enigmatic personality of Hindustani Classical Music
and this magic urged Vikram Samapth to embark in a journey to unravel the life
and glorious times of Gauhar Jaan which culminated in this wonderful book- My
Name is Gauhar Jaan- The Life and Times of a Musician.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff9ee; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #222222;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The book is divided into three sections- The
Making of a Diva followed by The Glorious Years and the Fall from Grace. The
book also records some colourful photographs of the diva, palaces, kings,
Gauhar Jaan’s musical abode and a CD of Gauhar Jaan’s music.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff9ee; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #222222;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Vikram Sampth took a long, arduous musical
journey to identify facts from myth. In the absence of any documentation of that
period, the author not only highlights Gauhar Jaan’s musical contribution in
the light of socio-cultural moorings, but traces and describes the development
of &lt;i&gt;Thumri &lt;/i&gt;( a form of Hindustani
Classical music), and the evolution of the recording industry in India.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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frills. He sticks to the era and interestingly unravels the mystery and
distinct personality of those rich and glorious times. Concluding his foreward-
Journey- Sampath wrote, “ I hope I have been able to throw some light on the
life and times of one of India’s most colourful and feisty musicians…I
sincerely wish that the readers will, at the end of the book, say, ‘What a
woman ! What an age!’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://sriviews26.blogspot.com/2014/04/book-review-my-name-is-gauhar-jaan-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKA6ToSS_2ce14mvbUF0xrHk6-M8KxCCqmy8O9W3YZayivGOkY_QtUjjfU2LjJAAc85A47kCcdApqaJ5OE8tpcD4NEpJluCHn5zMFjHQ-LVzjyz2M_k_HyVuIJ0EcP7mpqLaMbbCGh5XLe/s72-c/gauhar+jaan.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497160905753475345.post-4027256573945833137</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2014 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-04-14T08:03:27.994-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">arunava sinha</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Book review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lust</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sangeeta bandopadhyay</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sexual desire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">unrequited love</category><title>#Book Review: Panty by Sangeeta Bandhopadhyay Translated by Arunava Sinha</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I saw a lot of eyes staring at
the book cover at the book shop and our society is such that people find such
graphics titillating and pass stereotypical judgement. But I cared less and had
reposed all my faith on my favourite translator Arunava Sinha. For me picking
up this book was opening up the windows of my soul and gearing up my mind for
something unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“Panty” by Sangeeta
Bandyopadhyay is a collection of two novellas – Hypnosis and Panty and each of
them is about unrequited love, longing and sexual desire. The two novellas kept
me thinking for a long time after I finished the book. It was a feeling of disappointment
after I finished reading them as I wanted to journey to go on. It was a feeling
of bitter-sweet melancholy with a silver lining of hope.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;That &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;cannot
explain it but I will try – the feeling of melancholy, of utter hopelessness
and yet so much hope and positivity lined with it. That is how good books
mesmerizes you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hypnosis is about a
woman trying to delve into her past through the process of hypnosis, to
confront her doomed love affair with a well-known musician. In Panty, we meet a
woman who has moved into a guest house and finds a panty there – it is soft and
silky in leopard-skin print. She thinks the woman who wore it must have
possessed a wild sexual nature. A feeling of companionship enveloper her; the
sexual lives of the two women begin to mingle and blur.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Sangeeta’s
voice is courageous. It is distinctive and organic. It was extremely honest,
daring and unflagging. It comes from a place which is transparent. The book is
a page turner, but it also makes you stop and think about life in general and
also bigger things like- falling in love, lusting for one’s body, love
unconsumed. The book is beyond all differences and is only about raw,
unadulterated experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Arunava Sinha’s translation only makes it
possible for readers in English to experience this rich and almost lush piece
of Bengali literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“Panty” is a book which
should be read without fear of being judged or being ridiculed. It is most
beautiful and a candid work of Indian literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Publisher
– Penguin &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The
beauty of my country is its colourful culture and diverse language which makes it
so rich yet so different. I have always regretted not knowing to read all our
languages and hence indulge in reading a lot of translations. This pick was one
of them and I am glad I made a wise choice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;This
book is timeless and quintessential. You can finish it in one sitting and would
not even realise, that you have completed a novel. The translation is brilliant
and very lyrical. The wonderful facet of this book is its multiple layers of
emotions, which adds to its lushness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;This
is a book by Padma Bhushan recipient Nirmal Verma, translated by Krishna Baldev
Vaid about an Indian student who lives in Prague for over two years and is
spending the Christmas holidays in the city, instead of returning home, with a
few friends who are still around. A Burmese student Than Thun (TT), a restless
German cinematography student Franz and his girlfriend Maria are his points of
salvation in this frigid city. Much of their time is spent visiting pubs,
lolling about in their gloomy hostel and spending the whole day drinking vodka
or beer according to their capability to spend; not just for the sake of
getting drunk but to keep themselves warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Life
takes a turn for this unnamed India student, when he is assigned an interpreter’s
job for an Austrian lady named Raina who comes for a holiday in Prague. The
professional meeting explodes into an intense, passionate relationship. Prague
in winter with its beautiful and moody setting makes this love-affair more
viral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;This
could be an essentially sad story disguised as something brighter; or the
converse, a breezy, slice –of-life tale narrating a tragic love story. The
complicated and inevitably short-lived romance is poignant and deeply moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;This
is one of the most moving novels I have read in a while and among the most
unusual.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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– Penguin Modern Classics&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://sriviews26.blogspot.com/2014/03/book-review-days-of-longing-by-nirmal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggjf6TygqYH7jBjMr-iRIWqfczUQnJ5VgDha5mYCsVMHn_568d9E7zR6iuyanmV9q_K7CvUYftZc5C2Df5xUme0FJszN25WvTkUtAfOwP4RkyhKPtzi8iQqVt_RF8WKAhS98fy5ufVz_vz/s72-c/daysoflonging.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497160905753475345.post-158726941277613100</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2014 11:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-03-21T04:38:40.275-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bestseller of 2014</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Book review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Delhi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fosterganj</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musoorie</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruskin Bond</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Witty</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writer</category><title>#Book Review: Tales of Fosterganj by Ruskin Bond</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Ruskin
Bond can never let you down. He tops my chart as my most favourite writer.
Tales of Fosterganj is his latest bestseller. Set in a fictional hamlet near
Mussoorie, this book reads like you are in a holiday in a bizarre place yet
very happy.&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #181818;&quot;&gt; Bond has once again shown his creative brilliance in
creating a host of characters who are quirky in their own supernatural way yet
few characteristics lend association with the real world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The
story chronicles the adventure of a of writer from Delhi, who while exploring
the beauty and serenity of Mussoorie passes through the quaint hamlet of
Fosterganj and after liking the calmness of the place, he decides to spend some
time here while working on his next book project. He finds himself a small
place to stay which is not a very luxurious one, yet takes it up for the magnificent
bathroom view. Slowly during his solitary walks he gets to know people living
in Fosterganj and that each one has a story to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;He
comes across Mr. Foster, a drunkard who always has sorry stories to rope in
money from people to fulfill his alcoholic needs. Hassan, a hardworking baker,
who rents out his place to the writer. Vishaal, a bank manager, who resides in
a place considered to be haunted by the denizens of Fosterganj. A mother and
son living in an old haunted palace; a pick-pocket who is trying to make it big
but too bogged down by the habit of his picking pockets. Being part of their
lives, the writer discover new stories and explores lot more being part of the
unusual adventures which the people of Fosterganj get into; such as close encounters
with a leopard, a night spent in a disheveled haunted palace only to add to his
bizarre adventure list. Then, going after monster lizards and getting trapped
in the horrors of an unpredicted earthquake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #181818; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Another&amp;nbsp;attraction&amp;nbsp;point of this book is its jacket with the beautiful illustration of Fosterganj. I was&amp;nbsp;more attracted by this colourful cover even before peeking into the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This book is timeless, witty and charming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The beauty of this book is in its
simplicity and once, you are done reading it, you would surely want to take the
next bus in search of such a place. Who knows you might get lucky in finding
your own Fosterganj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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: Aleph Book Company&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #181818; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://sriviews26.blogspot.com/2014/03/book-review-tales-of-fosterganj-by.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhglgqNmkx7opmztm-g8A3B6ev4ZtgO2zLMsdzH1I0XiAIiFey1GNobfiPr2fGn_rDZzHO6mAa5WHNswzhRJt98udBkSP4WrQ7lDYQzKfLE0B5Rgtl0wJc2RBQmOsQYXZ1vqX0E8TMouGWP/s72-c/tales-of-fosterganj-400x400-imadr4vhsxytu2tp.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497160905753475345.post-6270174572940345204</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2014 11:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-03-10T04:38:01.023-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Book review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cartoons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Francis Cleetus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Graphic Novel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hachette</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Humorous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I.T Industry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Intelligent</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tech-toons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Witty</category><title>#Book Review: It’s Geek 2 Me by Francis Cleetus</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This graphic novel definitely wasn’t my pick after browsing through the popular online
shopping portals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Thanks, to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;my friend R who always gives me good
suggestions and asked me to pick up this book. This book is surely the funniest,
wittiest and craziest one, which I have come across in long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It’s
Geek 2 Me is a collection of comic strips by Francis Cleetus revolving around
the techie lives of some of the wackiest employees of a software company named
Paradox Software. What makes it humorous and yet gives the sense of the bogged
down lives of the techies is that Francis has coined them after famous
programs, applications, et all and provided brief sketches of their profiles
and glimpses of their characters. Linux Cooper, Mona Das, Emily Facebrook,
Loginder Singh and Robert Cobolobo are some of the lovable characters who try
to walk through their busy life and try to keep up with the ever-changing and
advanced tech-savy industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The comics
are short, mostly three panels long and drawn in traditional fashion, which are
easy to the eyes. I still would have enjoyed it more, if they would have been
made colouful. The interesting aspect of his comics are that they have been
infused with the happenings of contemporary world of social media, &amp;nbsp;the programming sector , or just the tech
world in general.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Overall,
it’s an extremely entertaining book. The cartoons are well- crafted, brilliant,
intelligent and funny. The situations are not exaggerated but are lame, which
we face in our everyday life but often fail to laugh at them. This is one book,
which one would be proud and satisfied to have in his/her collection.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It has
been numbered as Volume 1, so I hope there are many more interesting ones in
the pipeline.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Genre :
Graphic Novel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Publisher:
Hachette&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://sriviews26.blogspot.com/2014/03/book-review-its-geek-2-me-by-francis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN3NrFGlV0SziTvYrdTdYR-V2vJ_Z4Sqvic9C9udZm5ryCFesSJkXZpb_XsOjxYJopFVAvQNl0FqeZDqFTlY-oeHchjPBmtI5ZovIkFSVL8ZOgaBgrIG2WR3zhjixQUlZ4XNbsoKERU-aB/s72-c/its-geek-2-me-total-timepass-tech-toons-400x400-imadrewnqrj69dng.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497160905753475345.post-1836819403047072760</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2014 11:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-03-05T03:28:43.545-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Anniversary Gift</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Anthology of Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Anuja Chauhan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love Stories</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Romance</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rupa</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Valentines Day Gift</category><title># Book Review: An Atlas of Love – The Rupa Romance Anthology</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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featured in Dilwale Dulhania Le Jaynege ? Sounds cliché , I know. Has love
found you when you did not go looking for it? Have you tasted the bitterness of
innocent love?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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being a big fan of love stories, I had still picked up this book considering it
a light read and had loads of faith in Anuja Chauhan’s judgement. I am quite happy,
that I have been proved right and indeed it was an excellent read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;This
book is a compilation of 16 love stories in myriad forms which gives a very
refreshing perspective of love and celebrates romance. Edited by the
bestselling author Anuja Chauhan, boldly explores the various facets of love
from its purest form to its darkest depths. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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most of the stories end in the lived-happily- mode, there are some which have
striking twists and leave you thinking. The variety in the themes makes it an engaging
read. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Aurodeep Nandi’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;border: none windowtext 1.0pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;&quot;&gt;Phoenix Mills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: start;&quot;&gt;,
which won the first prize in The Rupa Romance Contest 2013,&lt;/span&gt; takes you through a young man’s anguished quest for love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;There are multiple instances where the protagonists,
once bitten in love, refuse to surrender to the same old torments; in fact
couple of times, they avenge themselves with panache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I was floored away by Unseen
Boundaries of Love by Debosmita Nandi. It did give me quite a kick and kept me
wondering though out the day. The brutalities of unconventional love and the
innocence of the same were quite stark. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I loved the space in
time which you feel while reading through all these stories. As it is a
compilation of stories written by writers from different states, you get to
experience the nuances of the different cultures and how love is dealt in their
frame of situations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;apple-converted-space&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Pick it up as this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;this heart-warming collection of stories urges you to believe that
love is eternal and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://sriviews26.blogspot.com/2014/03/book-review-atlas-of-love-rupa-romance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJMK2FtzicoxV5Z-bnvxc7bOYM8T-MWL9LKJD5Xjl2lpkVUh_SWVRMB0nwRMyjjiKj_Npf59J0MzUsMogkpVg3E9IJQ6H1ec6fyQNyRZL8NKYoieqX7xB9KhlFF7ftdGHypr0jmGJzq-v/s72-c/An+Atlas+of+Love.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497160905753475345.post-1323562039744291413</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Aug 2013 12:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-04T05:43:21.493-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amit Chaudhury</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Book review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Calcutta</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">World</category><title>#Book Review: A New World by Amit Chaudhury</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Amit
Chaudhury deftly portrays new worlds converging as a family rebuilds itself and
Calcutta gingerly enters globalization. In &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A New World&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, he depicts three
generations of Chatterjee family grappling with the aftermath of divorce and
adjusting to retirement.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Jayojit
Chatterjee arrives in Calcutta on holiday with his seven year old son Bonny
after a divorce. He puts up with his parents, a retired Admiral and a
housewife. This leads to two months of bonding within the family members. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chaudhuri’s
delicately nuanced descriptions of dislocation and the disorientation that
comes with the adoption of the lifestyle of U.S.A while still held by memories
set in another India touched my heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The
loud traffic and busy streets of dense, urban Calcutta form the backdrop to the
two month stint of father and son and unravels the emotional life of these
protagonists.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The
tight prose and cinematic approach of Chaudhuri, makes it worth a read. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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book reads like a long-short story and renders a touching portrait of a family
in throes of change.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://sriviews26.blogspot.com/2013/08/book-review-new-world-by-amit-chaudhury.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKfqpKJCeUHdSk7BIfH8cy41mS8aUBl_XrX0eW4QwV_xu5xwKmmBYMInostoKfI-yGsjNdZ_WC1Nm4JAZK0nHSjwyZ7kmenpFagz5fgrQrqFUHLl76_n8bipqZUWDeL0WaQ2yw7tyYeFrr/s72-c/a+new+world+by+amit+chaudhuri.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497160905753475345.post-6159095522125682009</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jul 2013 13:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-28T06:12:31.822-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bengal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Book reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chitra Banerjee Divakurni</category><title>#Book Review: The Oleander Girl by Chitra Banerjee Divakurni</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;My
first acquaintance with Chitra Banerjee Divakurni’s work was through her novel &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The
Spice Mistress&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;The film had
released by the time I had started reading the novel but I opted not to watch
the film, as I believe a film adapted from a novel can never entirely capture
the essence of a writer’s emotions. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Being
a Bengali, any story set in Bengal has always fascinated me. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The
Oleander Girl &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;is a&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;quest of a young Bengali woman and
her journey to find her identity. Korobi orphaned at birth, is brought up in a
traditional household by adring over protective grandparents. She spends
seventeen years of her life in her ancestral home, 26 Tarak Prasad Roy Road,
which characterizes the old charms of the beautiful city of Kolkata. On the
other end of the spectrum is the rich party boy Rajat, confused about his love
for Korobi and his ex-girl friend Sonia. Though Korobi and Rajat have nothing
in common but after certain point the readers are made to wonder how these two
opposite people fell in love with each other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;But
outwardly beautiful Korobi is not only beautiful but intelligent and headstrong
at the same time. It is her strong conviction and curiosity about her past that
propels her into a journey across the world to find her father, half of her
identity and puts herself and her loved ones in dangerous circumstances.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Though the novel starts in a
slow note, the progress of the novel totally lives up to your expectation. You
can’t help but admire Korobi and get thrilled while she experiences her highs
and lows. The novel becomes very gripping as the secrets of the past are
unraveled. The other characters like Jayashree, Sarojini and Mr. Bose also add
depth to the novel. Another interesting part of the novel is the special
relation which driver Asif shares with ‘missy’ Pia. The relation bears subtle
undertones that love goes beyond conventional warnings and social prejudices.
Throughout the novel, the reader is held in thrall as the problems pile up and
secrets unfold. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The
Oleander Girl &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;is much more than a tale of suspense; it is also a story
of tender relationships that reach beyond race, religion and class. There are
special touches in this book that make it heartwarming and reinforce your faith
in nature. Overall, it is an extremely enjoyable read and Chitra’s lyrical
style of writing makes the whole experience worthwhile. Banerjee is gifted for
making the art of storytelling a magical experience and somewhere the dynamic
facet of Korobi will definitely touch a chord in your heart.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publisher : Penguin Viking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;‘In my stories I’ve put down everything with objectivity. Now, if some people find them obscene let them go to hell. It’s my belief that experiences can never be obscene if they are based on authentic realities of life’&lt;/i&gt;
- &lt;b&gt;Ismat ke Shahkar Afsane&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is how Ismat Chughtai, Urdu’s most courageous and controversial writer asserted the validity of her literary engagement in her characteristic, forthright manner.&lt;br /&gt;My first encounter with Ismat Chughtai a.k.a Ismat Aaapa was at Jaipur Literary Festival 2013. Don’t take me wrong, I was not fortunate enough to meet her but I was lucky to attend one session moderated by the famous lyricist Javed Akhtar. It was a wonderful experience to know about such a lady who was great and became greater over time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Known as much of her unconventional writings as for her mercurial personality, Chughtai became a legend in her lifetime. Born at a time when Indian society was largely orthodox  and tradition-bound , and women spent their whole life behind purdah, Chughtai challenged the morals and values of her time and fiercely advocated self hood and self-definition for women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lifting the Veil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; brings together her fiction and non-fiction writing consisting of twenty-one pieces which are some of her best works.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The themes and characters of these stories are taken from the spheres which she knew intimately- the middle class Muslims families of Aligarh, Agra and Bareilly with their elaborate network of relatives, hangers –on and servants. These families were invariably large and hardly had any space for privacy.&lt;br /&gt;All the stories are not mere portrayal of characters and events; she used her mimetic strategy to recreate the entire ethos of people at a particular moment in history. The characters have been treated not as autonomous individuals but as products of certain social environment which shaped their psyche. Removed from this social milieu they lose much of their appeal. They are culturally rooted and the local flavor adds significantly to their charm. Thus, when you read these stories, you enter a culture –the culture of Muslims of UP and all ingredients that make up its texture; the beliefs and superstitions , religious observances, rites and rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her best known story ‘The Quilt’ (‘Lihaaf’),jolted the Urdu reading public out of their complacency by daringly depicting female sexuality in a manner not attempted before in modern Indian literature. This treatment of homosexuality and lesbianism lends itself fruitful feminist readings even as it provoked indignant reactions among the conservative public.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two pen sketches and two autobiographical fragments have also been included in this collection which records the life of the writer, her observation, her own life, family, friends and social milieu. Written in essentially the same style, they all demonstrate her strengths as a creative writer.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This selection seeks to represent different facets of the writer’s literary engagement, without confining itself merely to her feminist concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I recommend this book to all those readers who have a literary bent of mind and who nurtures a curiosity to explore an unabashed facet of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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