Reading here and there

Looks like it is the season to read. I have quite a list and quite an appetite. It's been sometime that I've read as much as I used to. Well, after I return home from work, a baby in one hand and a book in another seems to be working quite well for me. Let's see how it keeps up. In the mean time, I'am all ears for good books - please suggest some that you have read. My focus of the month is south-asian writers, no language barriers as long as it is in Eglish, Nepali, Hindi, Bengali or translation into aforementioned ones of any.

For now, here is my reading of this week...
I started reading Jhumpa Lahiri's "Interpreter of Maladies" last night. So far so good. I will hold my opinion on it until I finish reading it, hopefully tonight. In the mean time, the last two books that I read were Herman Hesse's "Siddhartha" and Samrat Upadhyay's "Royal Ghosts". Both authors were the first time for me so I had no preconceived ideas about their approach or the plots. Just prior to these two I had finished reading some Nepali books - Bhupi's poem collection and Paarijaat's "Shirish Ko Phool" and the likes from good ol' days. But, the last one was Narayan Wagle's "Palpasa Cafe".

On Samrat Upadhyay's Royal Ghosts:-
I had heard great many "wah-wah"s and "chi-chi"s, depending on who I spoke to, for Samrat's "Arresting God in Kathmandu" but nothing for this one. So, I decided to read it first - having absolutely no idea about his style and presentation. Let me start with the good part - Royal Ghost is an easy read. There is a vibe of magnetism in the way the stories develop and also in the way the characters come to life. The description of the life and city has a nostalgic aura to it not only to expatriates but also for someone who has been living in Kathmandu. Unfailingly, the stories will make the readers think, smile, fuss and grunt. What more can you ask for, right? However, story after story, one trend seems to emerge - the plots develop well, captivating the reader at each page turn. Then, all of a sudden when one finally feels "okay, we are going somewhere with this," ...bam...he drops it ! The story ends. One feels as if there was more to the story that the author chose not to tell. No, I was not looking for a typical masala-hindi-movie type of ending where everyone hugs and kisses everyone else. Rathar, I got a feeling that the author simply had no more juice flowing at a certain point and just stopped there. While the juice I speak of certainly flows abundantly in Samrat's narratives, I found the endings in his stories not well-rounded. Well, that's the only part I didn't like, and I didn't like it BIG time ! OK read otherwise. Next in line from the author - "Arresting God in Kathmandu".

On Herman Hesse's Siddhartha (Translation by Hilda Rosner) :-
Absolutely mesmerizing way of spinning off the spiritual quest! Such a small book and such a powerful punch ! All the while I was reading it, I was constantly reminded of another book of equally mesmerizing spiritual journey in Paramhansa Yogananda's "Autobiography of a Yogi". I recommend this book to anyone who wants to start an inward quest on spiritualism. I don't want to spoil anyone's intake or experience by my limited capacity to describe this book - just go read it. Next in line from the author - "The Glass Bead Game" (also known as "Magister Ludi")

On Narayan Wagle's Palpasa Cafe :-
It is a very good read. I had a some idea on what kind of plot it was; so, I was not at all looking forward to read it. I now thank my Saasuji for bringing the book along with her from Nepal. I instantly loved it after reading the first few pages. It was the brilliantly refreshing style of his writing that kept me hooked despite the grim and somewhat solemn background. Now that I've read the book, I don't think there is any other way to tell that story. Biggest plus on the book - focus ! There aren't many characters to distract the author from hitting hard on what he intends to say; there aren't complicated and detailed biographies of the characters therein to distract the readers from getting to the centre of the whirlwind, so to speak; and, the author assumes an intelligent reader by not filling in the gaps for her. Speaking in the spirit of the book - it not only presents a canvas but also provides ample of colors and brushes to paint the picture with. Once again, I thank my saasuji. Next in line from the author- whatever he writes in future(in fiction form, that is).

ए बा !

बा भईयो ! हप्ता-दिनेक भए होलान । हैन, अलि बढी भएछन । खैर, त्यही हो कारण मेरो मौनताको । New Dad Syndrome ले मलाई पूरै सताएको छ । थकित जिउ, अनिदा आँखा, काँतर मुटु अनि अपत्त्यारिलो पाराले पलाएको जोश - यी सबै भएकाछन् मलाई। एक हप्ताको बिदा लिएर बसेको थिएँ सुत्त्केरी स्यहार्न, कसरी बित्यो केही पत्तो पाईन । एक दिन एकजना मित्रसँग फोनमा कुरा गर्दै थिएँ - भोली शुक्रबारसम्म छुट्टी लिएको छु - भनेँ । शुक्रबार त बितिसकेको रहेछ ! ह्या - क्या ताल पर्‍यो भने !

मलाई धेरैले सोधेको प्रश्न - "कस्तो हुदो रैछ त?" यो प्रश्न सोध्नेहरुसँग मेरो निक्कै गुँनासो छ । प्रथम त सोध्ने साथीहरु प्रायस: आँफै कम्तिमा एकजनाको पिता/माता भैसकेका परे । Mixed Chat को स्वादजस्तै मैले महसुस गरिरहेका उन्माद, संकट, गर्व, चिन्ता, अन्योलता अनि दृढ-संकलपताका मिश्रीत भावनाहरु यी मित्रहरु सबैले पहिलेनै महसुस गरिसकेकाछन । तैपनि मलाई सोधी टोपल्नुको अर्थ कि त मेरा मित्रहरु सार्‍है भुलक्कड रहेछन कि आफुजस्तै यो मोरोलाई पनि पर्‍यो कि परेनछ भनेर यकिन गर्ने चेष्टा गरेकाहुन्, मैले लख काट्न सकिन । अर्का थरि साथीहरु जो आफु पिता/मता भैसकेका छैनन्, तीनलाई यती सजिलै एउटा नयाँ जीवन निम्त्याएको बेलाको अलौकिक बृतान्त किन सुनाउनु? दुबै प्रती मेरो आपत्ति छ । नजानेर, थाहा पाउन मन लागेर सोध्नेहरुलाई चाँही मेरो आपत्ति छैन । तर, चाहेर पनि म त्यो क्षणको विवरण दिन सक्दिन ।

रुँदै-कराऊँदै, कर्कश ध्वनिमा जीवनको पहिलो प्रमाण दिंदै हाम्रो जीवनमा प्रवेश गरेको त्यो नव आगन्तुकलाई मेरी प्यारीले अश्रुधारले स्वागत गरेको म अमुक भई हेरिरहेँ । प्यारी गद-गद भएको म प्रष्ट देखिरहेको थिएँ, म अन्योलमा थिएँ । केही सेकेन्डको त्यो अन्योल अचानक नै वात्त्सल्यमा परिणत भएछ, मैले पत्तै पाइनँ । त्यस पशचातका सबै पलहरु भने कुनै मेशिनका स्वचालित पुर्जाजस्तै आँफै चलिरहे । कहिले सुतायो, कहिले उठायो, कहिले खुवायो, कहिले हगायो - बस्, यती हुन कृया-कलाप । सुन्दा अचम्म लाग्छ - त्यती जाबो गर्नलाई केको पहाड चडेजस्तो कुरा? अहो, सुदुर-पष्चिमी र पष्चिमी नेपालका मैले चडेका गोडा-पचासेक पहाडहरु भन्दा त यी ४ काम निक्कै गार्‍हो हुँदा रैछन गाँठे । सुताउन खोज्यो सुत्दैन, खुवाउन खोज्यो खाँदैन, उठाउन खोज्यो उठ्दैन, हगाउने-मुताउने त कोशीस गर्ने कुरै भएन । धैर्यको पराकाष्टा नाप्ने काम चाँही यो पक्का हो । यो भन्दा बढी अहिले केही नलेखौँ।

मेरा सबै निसन्तान मित्रहरु - परेर मात्र जानिने कुरा यो हो, त्यसैले मेरो भाषणले केही नाप्दैन। बाकी रह्यो मेरो भावनाका कुराहरु - धैर्य गर्नुस्, चाँडै पोष्ट गर्नेछु । अहिलेलाई बिदा है - फेरी घरतिर दगुर्ने बेला भैसकेछ ।