Thursday, March 21, 2013

Conversations with Sid


At times I miss the time when Sid was much younger, and much more innocent and cute [Well, he is still innocent, though not as much as before. And although people refuse to believe me, he can be a total 'badmash' :)]
At one such occasion, I cuddled Sid, and asked, "Mera little baby, cute wala, kahaan gaya?"
Sid replied, simply, and as a very matter-of-fact, "Mumma main bada ho gaya."

***
[Dated: 20/3/2013]
Yesterday N forgot his lunch-box in his office. He must have mentioned this to Sid when he picked him up. Now, Sid is a champion in complaining about others, especially papa, to portray them in a bad light. So, as soon as he sees me, he tells me, "Mumma, papa apna lunch box office mein chhod aaye!" I said  "OK. Koii baat nahin, kal le aayenge".

Sid, apparently unsatisfied by my reaction, returned back after a few minutes, to re-launch his complain, "Mumma ... papa aaj apna lunch box office mein chhod aaye!!" In the meanwhile, N had told me that he forgot his lunch box in office, and that he anyway didn't have to take lunch the next day. So, just to amuse Sid, I told him, "Accha!! Papa ko punishment milegi ... main kal papa ko lunch nahin doongi!" He was really tickled, and happily announced, "Papa! kal aapko lunch nahin milega!!"

The next morning, when the cook came and I started telling him what to prepare for the day, Sid was in the toilet. Right there from his potty seat, he shouted as loud as he could - "Mumma, papa ko khana mat dena!!"
 

We all had a good laugh. And thanks to his remembering the details, even if just to pull down papa, extra food was avoided.

***
[Dated: 23/3/2013]
Today is Sid's last day of school for this session, and though there is a PTM today, he has been treating it as if today's a holiday. He has by now also figured out that if the next day is a holiday, we are not insistent about going to sleep in time the previous day. So, yesterday night, as we came back from his friend's place around 9:30 pm, he was not at all ready to sleep.

Sid: Ghar ja kar main TV dekhoonga ... only one hour.
Me: No, it is time to go to sleep.
Sid: Par kal to meri chhutti hai!
Me: Par school to jana hai, for the PTM. So you have to wake up at the same time.
Sid: Par kal 8:30 jana hai. Main uth jaoonga.
Me (trying a different argument): Aap ki chhutti hai, par mujhe to kal office jana hai.
Sid (pausing barely for a second): Agar kal aapko office jana hai to mujhe kya problem hai??

***
[Dated: 25/3/2013]
I had put on a face pack and as soon as Sid saw me, he asked me what I had put on my face and why. I told him it was a kind of cream, and kidded him, "mujhe bhi aapke jaisa gora gora banna hai". 

After a while I washed it off, and on seeing me he immediately exclaimed, "Par mumma aap to gore nahin hue!!"  

Prayangeet


Knowing my keen interest in hindi poetry, a friend introduced me to this poem when I was in class 12. Actually he challenged me to decipher the meaning, since this is in a very chaste, sanskrit-ized language. I think I must have scored about 70-75 % :-) But once I knew the meanings of the remaining words, I never forgot the poem - it's beauty had that kind of impact on me :-) 

प्रयाण-गीत 
  -- जयशंकर प्रसाद 

हिमाद्रि तुंग श्रृंग से प्रबुद्ध शुद्ध भारती
स्वयंप्रभा समुज्ज्वला स्वतंत्रता पुकारती
अमर्त्य वीर पुत्र हो, दृढ़-प्रतिज्ञ सोच लो,
प्रशस्त पुण्य पंथ हैं - बढ़े चलो बढ़े चलो।

असंख्य कीर्ति-रश्मियाँ विकीर्ण दिव्य दाह-सी।
सपूत मातृभूमि के रुको न शूर साहसी।
अराति सैन्य सिंधु में - सुवाड़वाग्नि से जलो,
प्रवीर हो जयी बनो - बढ़े चलो बढ़े चलो।

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Mujhko Yaad Kiya Jayega

I love Niraj's lyrical, poem-songs that deeply touch the heart. I am grateful to have read quite a few of them in school, and to find more, thanks to the net. Here is another such poem, I especially love the first and the last stanza of this one.

मुझको याद किया जाएगा 
  -- गोपालदास नीरज 

आँसू जब सम्मानित होंगे मुझको याद किया जाएगा
जहाँ प्रेम का चर्चा होगा मेरा नाम लिया जाएगा।


मान-पत्र मैं नहीं लिख सका
राजभवन के सम्मानों का
मैं तो आशिक रहा जनम से
सुंदरता के दीवानों का
लेकिन था मालूम नहीं ये
केवल इस गलती के कारण
सारी उम्र भटकने वाला, मुझको शाप दिया जाएगा।


खिलने को तैयार नहीं थीं
तुलसी भी जिनके आँगन में
मैंने भर-भर दिए सितारें
उनके मटमैले दामन में
पीड़ा के संग रास रचाया
आँख भरी तो झूमके गाया
जैसे मैं जी लिया किसी से क्या इस तरह जिया जाएगा


काजल और कटाक्षों पर तो
रीझ रही थी दुनिया सारी
मैंने किंतु बरसने वाली
आँखों की आरती उतारी
रंग उड़ गए सब सतरंगी
तार-तार हर साँस हो गई
फटा हुआ यह कुर्ता अब तो ज्यादा नहीं सिया जाएगा


जब भी कोई सपना टूटा
मेरी आँख वहाँ बरसी है
तड़पा हूँ मैं जब भी कोई
मछली पानी को तरसी है,
गीत दर्द का पहला बेटा
दुख है उसका खेल खिलौना
कविता तब मीरा होगी जब हँसकर जहर पिया जाएगा।

Monday, March 18, 2013

More conversations with Sid

The child is growing up. And one of the signs is that his conversations have become more "insightful" (I wish I could say more intelligent, but actually it is becoming more and more argumentative these days).

***

One night, as I was putting Sid to sleep, I was chiding him for his naughty acts. He had been involved in some such activity and got a minor hurt.
Sid: aaj mere pair mein chot lag gayi ...
me: aap shaitani hi itni karte ho
Sid: main itni shaitani waitani kyun karta hoon?
me: I don't know .. u tell me
Sid: because I am a naughty boy
me: but when I say you are a naughty boy, you start crying
Sid: because I don't like when somebody grown up calls me naughty ...
me: so you know that you are naughty but you don't like someone calling you that
Sid: yes!
me: <speechless>

***

Sid is very fond of salads, and I therefore sometimes cut some salad for dinner [specially if what we are having for dinner is something he not quite fond of ;-)]. And then I try to use this fact to cajole him to have his food :-D
Thus, one day, as I served Sid and N their food, I gave them both the salad along with it.
Me: Sid, ab khana kha lo, dekho maine bas aapke hi liye salad banayi hai
Sid: Phir papa ko kyun di??

***

One morning last weekend, as N prepared to go to the grocery shop, he asked Sid to get his wallet from his drawer. Sid opened the drawer, and cried out, his voice full of unbounded joy and excitement, "Papa dekho mujhe kya khajana mila hai!" 
Papa had forgotten that also in the drawer was some money - a bundle of notes - that he had withdrawn the previous day.

***

Hearing me crib about my weight, Sid gave me this sage advise: "Mumma, aap 1 roti khaya karo, phir aap patle ho jaoge ... mere jaise".

Thursday, March 14, 2013

My Love Affair with The Three Investigators


My painstakingly compiled collection of "The Three investigators" - of which I am quite possessive and rather proud :D The child in me is still in love with them!!

Many of us have a childhood book that we remain very fond of, even as we grow older. For some, its Enid Blyton, for some its Tintin or Asterix, for me it has been, and shall always be the 'The Three Investigators' Series.

I was first introduced to this series in school, in class 7 or 8. Even then I liked suspense and mystery books, I had already read the complete Sherlock Holmes that dad bought for us, and all the Agatha Christie books I could find in dad's collection and the school library (back then we had no other source of story books - there were no stores in the small town we lived in, and none of our friends and relatives were as fond of reading). I read whatever I could find, and was perhaps the most prolific borrower from my school library. And that was when I chanced upon a Three Investigators title in the school library, and the rest, as they say, is history. I instantly fell in love with the series, and after being acquainted with Jupiter Jones, Pete Crenshaw and Bob Andrews, Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys never appealed to me.

The library was very poorly organized, and I took great pains to find new titles of the series .... and oh! what a joy and excitement every new discovery brought! Both me and my brother loved it, and it was an exciting news at home when we had a new one to read (Let the fact be recorded that being rather lazy, he rarely took the trouble to find them, but was more than happy to read them, quite often misappropriating them to read them before me!) There were times when I was able to find 2-3 of them at once, and my joy knew no bounds then. Although the prescribed borrowing limit in the school library was 1 book per week, the librarian recognized my love for books. She was also considerate of the fact that I kept the books with utmost care, at times mending battered books before returning them, and allowed me to borrow as many as I wanted. I remember once getting 5 Three Investigators issued at one go, and I guess any treasure couldn't have made me happier.

I tried to interest some of my friends in them, trying to introduce them and get them to understand and appreciate what I loved, but failed at it. Though in honesty, I think I was secretly glad that these wonderful books had no (or very few) other takers, and I had them all to myself :-P

By class 10 or 11, I had read all the titles in the library several times, and longed for the ones that I had not read, but in vain - there was no other place to find them. In the meanwhile I had found one of the titles - the very first one of the series, in dad's old collection in his paternal home, and it remained a prized possession - the sole one we owned - for a long long time. And the unread ones remained an illusive dream.

After many years, when I moved to Noida, I found some old and used copies on roadside stalls in Noida and Delhi (never found them in bookshops - they have long been out of print), it was too hard to resist the temptation .... and an affair was rekindled. Whenever I used to go to one of these markets where one of these hawkers sat with used books, I looked through all of their stacks to find a title or two. I usually bought any title that I did not have, even if it was battered, and sometimes a second copy if the new one was in significantly better shape than one I already had. And thus, after an effort of nearly 10 years, I am now the proud owner of almost 35 titles of the 43 in the series.

Thanks to the internet, I managed to find soft copies of them too! Though I read the soft copies of the ones I have not already read, the digital version has never held for me the same charm as the feel of good old paper in my hand!

PS: 
My brother pointed out that the record, in all fairness, should also show that it was he who introduced me to the series - with "Haunted House"!!
I had incidentally (conveniently ?) forgotten the fact. Since my memory deserts me, I am prepared to concede the fact. However, looks like his memory isn't what it used to be, either - there is a "Haunted Mirror" and a "Shrinking House", yes, but no "Haunted House" :) I think "Green Ghost" might have been the first one I read.

Wednesday, March 06, 2013

The Oath of Vayuputras



The Oath of Vayuputras - Amish Tripathi
 
Having read the first two parts of the Shiva trilogy, I eagerly awaited the release of the third and the concluding part, for over a year. After a couple of tentative release dates, when the actual date of release was finally confirmed, I pre-ordered my copy and counted the days. However, owing to the amount of publicity surrounding the release, I had an apprehension that perhaps it may not live up to the hype. And sad to say, my fears turned out to be somewhat true - overall, it was a little disappointing compared to the first two parts. One of the reasons could be having too many expectations with it, which in general is a difficult thing to live up to. Or perhaps, due to the increasing familiarity with the theme and the characters – the “newness” wearing off [which is why, I hold in high respect an author like Rowling, who managed to keep us intrigued with the world of Harry Potter through seven books in the series].

One of my grouses is that the book is too long – almost twice as long as the other two. Now, you don’t mind that length, if it holds up the interest. But in this case a major part of the middle of the book was essentially devoted to chase-and-war, which though a part of the story, did not give much to discover or think about. This is perhaps one of the reasons it feels dull in comparison – the first two parts introduced many new concepts/ideas; this was primarily a continuation of those. I really feel that had this part of the book had been trimmed, and offered something more for readers to discover, it would have make it much more interesting. Actually the pace of the story is quite good (and I am all for thrillers with fast-paced action sequences), but I think in this story I was looking for more meaning and depth, because of which I found the war sequences something of a deterrent.

In his endeavor to depict Shiva as a mortal man, and avoid attributing any special powers to him, Amish seems to have over-rationalized (if there is such a thing) things. He provides a scientific explanation to many aspects, and though many of them are interesting or sound logical, some of the explanations appear rather far-fetched, while some are quite disappointing. Even though Amish attempts to underline and understand the greatness of Shiva, because of which he came to be revered, he almost contradictorily, sometimes painfully, emphasizes Shiva as an average man with some special skills. I think it would not have been amiss for his Shiva to have some extra-ordinary powers (which is not the same as super-natural powers), and would have made a few things more plausible. An example – his explanation of the cause of blue throat of Shiva could have made anyone (fulfilling some requirements, of course) a Neelkanth. I really would have preferred to learn that Shiva was special :-)

The Synopsys of the book [from Amisha’s site, and the blurb on the back cover] says: “Evil has risen. Only a God can stop it. Shiva is gathering his forces. He reaches the Naga capital, Panchavati and Evil is finally revealed. The Neelkanth prepares for a holy war against his true enemy, a man whose name instills dread in the fiercest of warriors.” Well, for me, the book did not convey or recreate that feeling of dread. And I also think that in the end justice was not done to him.

Then, the title being “The Oath of Vayuputras”, I expected much more involvement of the Vayuputras. Even though they play a critical role in the story in this book, it is but a small role. Featured as they are in the title, they deserved to have far more importance. In fact, Vasudev’s seem to have played a far significant role, in earlier books, as well as this one.

But above all, I felt that the climax was a bit of let-down. [Not elaborating to avoid giving it away.] The way Shiva’s moral character is built up, it felt quite uncharacteristic. Though one can find a good justification for this in the mythology – Shiva is the destroyer – when he opens his third eye, there is catastrophe all over. Why does Shiva chose what he does – this is perhaps one of the few unanswered questions Amish left for the reader

For, in this book he ties up many ends, and brings the story of Shiva to a conclusion. Many of the questions are answered, including the most important one – what is Evil. Not just the identity of the evil in this story (which is revealed in the first few pages, and does take one by surprise), but also the depiction how good and evil are the two sides of the same coin, and thus a good can turn into an evil. I liked the explanation and conversation in this part of the book. This all-important discovery is not dramatized, but kept simple and matter-of-fact.

As the story progresses towards its conclusion, different pieces of the puzzle fit together and fall into place. This is done quite seamlessly, as is tying up of legends from mythology with the events that take place in the book. There is sadness and violence, but then, how can you fight a war, and a holy one at that, without any casualties

This book is better edited than the previous ones, making it a much smoother read. No more jarring expressions, no (obvious and painful) attempts at a literary flare. Except for some occasional “Hells” and “Damns”, not many expressions stand out sorely. And I was quite amused to find “does God play dice”, too amused to accuse him of plagiarizing the phrase.

I do not mean to say that the negatives outweigh the positives. Just that this did not match the expectations set by the previous two books, and it could have been crisper and better. If you have read the first two, (in words of a friend) – “You can’t not read it. You need to have a closure in life :)”. And if you haven’t read them, I would say that the whole series is worth reading, it’s one of the best mythological fiction works I have come across.


Monday, March 04, 2013

The Lost Symbol

The Lost Symbol - Dan Brown

'The DaVinci Code' was a brilliant work, one-of-a-kind story (at least as far as I know), and I absolutely loved it. And I think that is what makes it difficult to match the expectations for any subsequent works.

'The Lost Symbol' takes its premise from the theological beliefs of the founding fathers of the capital of the USA, Washington. And other than this, it is painfully similar to 'The DaVinci code'. A society of powerful men, believing in a philosophy that is a mystery, a blasphemy to the public in general, protects an ancient secret, the trail to which is hidden in many different objects and monuments across the city. The perplexing code that hides the secret, ultimately just leads to the next piece in the puzzle. And there are those moments of absolute bewilderment before that 'eureka' moment.

In itself, its not a bad book - it is an interesting story, and a gripping thriller (no suspense however, IMHO). Unfortunately though, when you think of 'The DaVinci Code', it fades in comparison. It is too similar in theme and style, but unnecessarily long and complex, with a redundant sub-story, and rather repetitive - particularly frustrating are those incidents of sudden enlightenment on the "true meaning of a code".

So, if you are looking for another 'DaVinci Code', you are bound to be disappointed. But if are into thrillers and have a few hours to kill [or if, by some unimaginable coincidence, have not read 'DaVinci Code', but stumbled upon 'The Lost Symbol'], you can go for it.

Sunday, March 03, 2013

Reading and Re-reading.

Its been two months since I posted anything. Between health issues (and consequent doctor visits), and furnishing a new flat, I hardly had time for anything else. So, it was after a long time that I managed to read something, and decided to resurrect my blogging activity (for the umpteenth time).

As I thought of putting down my impressions on the latest book I read, I realized that the last "review" I posted is nearly an year old, and that one was started almost four years before! The last one I had written was "Mistress", from a book I had read a year earlier!! I was aghast! I have read nothing new since an year, after the first two volumes of the Shiva trilogy. I hang my head in shame!!

So, in this last year, I've only done re-readings, the most notable of them being 'Bhoothnath' and 'Rohtasmath' - having acquired complete works of Babu Devkinandan Khatri and Durgaprasad Khatri in November. I did not start with'Chandrakanta' and 'Chandrakanta Santati' having read them so many times that I almost remember them by heart :-) I started with 'Bhoothnath', and onto 'Rohtasmath', since I have read the latter only twice in last 25 years. I did read a few other books of the set (which actually did comprise the new readings), though didn't write any reviews for these. And the Chandrakanta series is impossible to write any reviews of, I can only express my fascination with it, ever since I first read it when I was in class 6 - and even that can fill pages upon pages. But one day. I am going to do it! :-)

To think of it, I actually read two more Readers' Digest compressed book selections, but none of the stories were as fascinating as the first selection I had read. Or perhaps I was not in a frame of mind to be fascinated.