Month: October 2016

City Times and other Poems by Vihang A. Naik – Book Review

Here is the second review of the day, though I finished reading them earlier, the reviews had to wait till today!

This is a book of poetry, City Times and other Poems by Vihang A. Naik.

About the book:

Vihang A. Naik throws light on the life of a city in all its shades, glory and misery in his City Times and Other Poems. It is an anthology of his intuitive and philosophical poems. The Poems are divided in 6 segmentsi.e. ‘Love Song of a Journey Man’ is more or less an inner travelogue, The segments, for instance, ‘Mirrored Man’ is about the other chimeras in the city .The people in the city are capricious like the walk of a crab or the colours of a chameleon. While, ‘The Path of Wisdom’ is about the beginning of meditation and knowledge. ‘At the Shore’ records the poet’s sense of futility, memory, pain, exile and alienation at the shore of life. The title of this collection is also the heading for the last of its six sections, in which the city is unfolded as a market place, as a heaven for underdogs, and as a seed bed of change and is observed at evening, at mid-night, by moon light and through fog and haze.


About the Author



Vihang A. Naik was born in Surat, Gujarat on September 2, 1969. He is India s contemporary poet writing in English. His poems have appeared in literary journals and anthologies along with some significant e-publications. Four collections of his poetry have been published: Poetry Manifesto: New & Selected Poems (2010), Making A Poem (2004), City Times and Other Poems (1993). His Gujarati collection of poems include Jeevangeet (Gujarati Poems) in 2001, dedicated to the cause of victims of Gujarat Earthquake of January 26, 2001. He also translates poetry written in the Gujarati language into English, including his own Gujarati language poems.He is educated from The Maharaja Sayajirao University of Baroda with English Literature, Indian Literature in English Translation and Philosophy. He had his primary schooling from Navrachna School in Baroda, Gujarat. He took teaching as a profession serving in colleges since 1996 in Gujarat. He lives and works in Gujarat. India.




Review:



The poems in the book are in free verse. In simple and lucid language, the verses do strike with their beauty and imagery. I loved the way the reader travels across in the journey as the pages turn. It is a wonderful collection for any poetry lover. Philosophical and captivating, the words make us reflect and ponder over the words and verses. 

Poetry is indeed able to tell so much without the use of many words, and that’s the beauty of these verses too. They leave the reader’s mind rolling into thoughts with those simple words. The imagery created by the poet is indeed beautiful.

I feel it is a collection worth having by any poetry lover.

That’s it for now! Hope to be back soon with my own work.

Thanks for reading. 

Stay blessed and happy!

S.F.R.

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Turning Back Time by Shravya Gunipudi – Book Review

I’m back with the review as promised in the previous post of the day. So here I begin!

The book I had been reading since last Monday is Turning Back Time by Shravya Gunipudi, by Gargi Publishers.

I was sent the physical copy of the book for an honest review and I feel glad I accepted it.

Blurb:

When people we love pass away, they only take their presence with them. They leave their memories with us.

The story revolves around ‘Alia’, an emotionally distant woman, and how the lives of four elderly strangers impact her own very deeply, bringing about a change in the way she treats herself and those around her. As the clock begins to tick and they each start to die, leaving their stories behind for her to learn from, she finds that the depression and trauma caused by their loss have left with her the gift of a lifetime – Realization.

In the tale of life, death and the ride in between, where there are always mistakes and never second chances, there is only one question.

Can you make it through without regrets?

Review: 

This is the first book to be penned down by the author Shravya Gunipudi, and I must add it is really an impressive work. The language and the smooth flow of the story keeps you hooked. 

Alia is another working woman, who is trying hard, really hard to make ends meet. Living with her mother, she has no time for anything except work. Trying to provide for their existence and shelter, she has two jobs to run to. Quite a daunting life, but that’s what it means to live life in an expensive city with the costs of living rising higher by the day.

The contrast in her jobs was really something that amazed me. So, in the evening she works for an old age home. A place where the ‘unwanted’ or ‘uncared’ elderly are kept and taken care of. Alia tries her best to keep up the spirits there but somehow there is a pain, an ache of returning to their own. She shares a wonderful relationship with each of the grandmas and grandpas there.

The turn comes when one of them dies and he hands over the story of his life to Alia. His story brings in a different element of life for Alia. As days pass, like a chain reaction, they succumb to the impending death and each one leaves with a lesson for Alia. Their stories, their words make Alia reflect on the life she is living and what she wants it to be.

There are stories that show the rural face of India. The veiled part of India which many aren’t aware. That side which many a times is lost in the glitter and glamour of the India being projected. The little stories set in villages of India, let you peep into that purdah of the society which we are happily ignoring.

Most of the things may or may not be happening at this time, in this period, but some where, some place and some of this, for someone might be reality. It really touched my heart that the story talked about real men and women with real pain and emotions.

The stories leave you with many thoughts. You think over, if life is just a house of bricks and cement, or a home with love and care. It makes you think if love is worth fighting for or just letting it go as a deceptive feeling. It makes you think, if as a woman, you are better off than the rest of the unprivileged or are you just living the same life in another set up.

 It leaves you thinking – What is life? Can one live a life with content? Is life as easy as we are told it is? Is life worth the fight? Are we willing to take that step and never regret it? Can one life be lived with no one to apologize to? Can life be without regrets? 

At the end, I’d just say, that if you are looking for a good book that could just change your way of thinking, a book to make you feel happy and sad, a book that leaves a strong impression on your mind and heart, then this is the one! I would recommend it to anyone who wants to feel emotions, raw and deep. 

Best wishes to the author for her future.  

With about 200 pages, it is worth, trust me! Do let me know if you’ve read it or plan to. Also share your feelings after reading it. 

Order links:

Amazon India

Pustakmandi India

Pustakmandi also has the international edition. So do check it out!

So, how’s the review fellas?? I hope I have been fair enough. 

Lots of love and hope to be back soon with the second book I am done reading. 

Till then..

Coming up. . . 

Hello friends of the blogging world!

How has everyone been? How is life being to you? Mine has turned in to a roller coaster ride. Surprisingly I have been working for the last decade yet, it wasn’t as hectic and time consuming as it seems this year! I wonder what’s happening around me and why. :?:?
Anyways, the only saving grace is that I am able to read on the weekends – that too on a few lucky days! So today, I will put up the reviews of two books that I managed to read in this week.

And another thing, I just went ahead and changed the look of my blog. I’d love to know from you all, how it looks. Also do let me know if I should keep this or revert back to the previous one. 

Waiting for some advice from my lovely friends out there!

Lotsss of love and best wishes!
Coming up next are my reviews.😁

Stay happy and blessed!

S.F.R.

The Wise Age

Just when I feel, I’m running out of thoughts, my dearest friend Sarah comes and wakes me from my slumber. Here’s what I wrote for the wonderful drawing she shared with me!!
Hope you’ll like it!

Lots of love and best wishes. . .
Syeda

Art Expedition

I´m very proud to present another collaboration that combines the wonderful words of my dear friend and writer Syeda with one of my drawings! 🙂

The Wise Age

Standing in the alley

I watch them play around

Little kids whom I saw

Puking in their mother’s arms.

I watch the little hands

That held mine and learnt to walk

Today cross their ways past me hastily

Avoiding me, unwilling to acknowledge.

These old wrinkly hands and face

Are not something I would want to lose

They have come to be, after all

The wars and struggles I’ve fought.

They are the marks of my victory

Of having emerged out of the abyss.

                                                           -by Syeda Faiza Rasheed

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When it isn’t you!

It’s difficult to live

To smile and breathe,

It aches deep within

To have lost in love.
Those eyes you’ve adored

And seen sparkle in joy,

They glow even now

But you’re no more the reason.
When his smiles dazzle,

Deep dimples form,

And his breathing goes unsteady,

For someone who isn’t you.

@SyedaFR

Broken pieces…you and me!

Broken pieces of you and me

Jagged edges dislodged in this world

Only in each other’s cracks we seem to fit

Tied up with the strings of heart.
My tears burn into your soul

Your cries tear into my heart

No better love could we have got

Who knows the feeling underlying that smile!
Broken hearts have not much to give

Lost souls do not find solace anywhere

Yet when they find their soul mates

They know the pain and the craving for love!

©Syeda 

What a day! 

Hello friends!

How are you all doing? I’m good and hope the same about you. What else happening around you? What are you reading? What are you writing? What are you doing these days? 

On my side, I finished reading Sundays at Tiffany’s by James Patterson and Gabrielle Charbonnet. I had seen the movie earlier and somehow had little memory about it. I really want to see it again now.

Today, I had committed for an outing with children and siblings. We had planned a trip to the Zoological Park in my city. It was a pleasant day. God what I trip it was! We started late but we hoped to have a good time as we siblings were going to be together out after a long time.

Halfway inside, it started to drizzle. We took shelter under a canopy. A little later, it stopped. We stepped a little ahead, and then what happened was totally unexpected. It started raining cats and dogs. Nothing could stop the rain drops from drenching us. 

We ran helter skelter but in few minutes we were as wet as having plunged into a pool with all the clothes. The funniest was, when we ran our hands across the clothes that stuck to our body, water fell as though we were taps. I mean in the abaya and all soaked up, I was wet till the skin. 

In that state we decided it was no use running for shelter, as not a spot was dry on us to save it. So, we decided to have the snacks we had brought. We ate while people around us were rushing towards the exit gate. We couldn’t stop laughing at our own state. After having had our little lunch, we started walking towards the gate. A few steps and the rain had stopped. Nature’s moods are like that of a preggy woman! 😝😝 

By the time we reached home, we were dripping water and left pools on the floor. 😮😮


(Image courtesy: Google)

(Nope that’s not me!! 😁😁)

Personally I enjoy getting wet in the rain, the smell and the cool breeze, the fun of jumping into puddles of water. It had been after a long time, since we all played in water like little children. It had been unexpected but it has been memorable. Surely, we wouldn’t forget it for a long time to come!

So, that’s about how I spent the day today. I am unable to spend more time here, read or write much as I have been trying to write some stories, for my WIP! 🙄

Stay happy and blessed dearies!

Lots of love and best wishes!

Syeda