Thursday, 8 September 2016

The Guide...

What shall strike in the mind of a literature student when she hears the name R.K. Narayanan? I actually dont really know...But let me tell you what strikes in my mind when I hear the name ... Malgudi...A fictional town that had been so artistically created that it convinces  the reader that such a town must exist some where..i have never really read any of the author's books before and I had so much respect for him...But as destiny would have it I have R.K. Narayanan's The Guide novel as a part of my syllabus...So I decided to read it....And that wasn't a very good decision I must say...



This is exactly how the cover of the book I read was…

Let me introduce the main characters ..

Raju – nicknamed Railway Raju , son of a shopkeeper who runs a shop in the Railway Station

Rosie – a classical dancer , who later becomes a star dancer under the name nalini..

Marco – Rosie’s archaeologist husband who spends more time in caves than with his beautiful wife..

Gafoor - A cab driver and friend of Raju

Velan – the guy who believes that Raju is a saint..

Yes we do have many other characters like Raju’s parents,his maternal uncle who appear for few paragraphs in the story…

So here goes the story…

Raju after his father’s death takes care of his shop and his mother..he loves being a tour guide and becomes very popular for his services…One day Marco and his wife Rosie come to Raju’s village...Marco is attracted to the ancient caves and Raju to Rosie…Soon begins an illegitimate relationship between Raju and Rosie which ends with Rosie moving in with raju after her husband leaves her.

Rosie becomes a star dancer under the stage name Nalini and Raju enjoys the new found money and fame…Marco re enters their life as he wishes to return a jewellery box to Rosie..Raju forges Rosie’s signature inorder to receive the jewels and ends up in jail..Rosie walks out of his life.

On being released Raju finds a place to stay in a village by the mountain…Velan a farmer assumes Raju to be a great saint and makes everyone in the village offer Raju food and services. Raju assumes the role of the saint and is happy to have found food and shelter..

The village get struck by drought and the people expect Raju to observe a fast…Raju observes fasting though not wholeheartedly…The news spreads onto other places  about a saint observing fast so that it may rain..People in huge numbers pour into the village..Along comes the media …Raju pours out his heart and tells all about his past to Velan…But Velan still seems to be unwavering in the faith he had for Raju…With no other alternative Raju’s fasts continue…the novel ends in a strange context as the reader cannot make up whether it rained or whether Raju died fasting…

For readers who are prefer fast moving plots , this story is a huge NO - NO...


Sunday, 7 February 2016

The book called life...



To the forever unnamed lover of mine, 

You are more than a chapter of my life
you are the footnotes at the end of every page....

Friday, 5 February 2016

Abirami....




To the girl who taught me how to define love,


Of all your admirers, I am the craziest

Of all my dreams, you are the sweetest.... 


P. S. : I love you...

Monday, 1 February 2016

Note to self...

This is going to be the epic wish / advice that I am going to henceforth wish all my beloved ones on their special occasions especially during birthdays and marriages....


“May you live every day of your life.” 

Waiting eagerly to wish a wish :) :) 

P. S. : Proof that just a couple of words put together can have an effect on you that is equal to the intensity of an exploding dynamite..

One of the best quotes read so far...

MARKS DON'T MATTER.....





Most people always point out to me that I speak of being oneself, acquiring knowledge for its sake alone rather than running behind marks because I had always without an ounce of difficulty received the attention of others due to my upbringing..
Often have I wondered whether of being a  hypocrite.. For if I was born and brought up in a low level household and had no access to the kind of knowledge I right now do, will I still stand by my ideas.. 
Then it struck me that little do others know about my life..
As I received the kind of attention I demanded for it was more than hard for me to be myself.. 
It was like I had to constantly upgrade myself inorder to meet the everchanging needs of the people around me..
 I had to ace in all fields and simultaneously carve out a specific spot for myself among the masses..
So to the world that has constantly criticized me for my choices and stereotyped me as the ‘ born with the silver spoon' type, YES I truly was blessed to be born in a place where everything was at arm’s reach, but because I got everything I desired , I was also subjected to much worse trails to prove myself than the regular lot does. 
Because I received quality education which is denied to many I also had to bring about outstanding results like you all to please my parents.

After all that I had gone through I say with more firmness that  MARKS DON’T MATTER AS MUCH AS KNOWLEDGE DOES …


 In the long run its about how much you learned and not how much you scored… 

Wednesday, 27 January 2016

Life's worth...




Is life truly worth living??


The day many know the answer to this question they are no more….