Just finished reading the novel 'The Kite Runner' a Bloomsbery publication written by Khaled Hosseini. It narrates the relationship between two, Amir and Hassan who spent their spacious childhood in an upscale Kabul residency but were destined to depart on the fateful day pregnant with victory as well as tragedy.
Russian invasion and Talibans unholy presence have brought devils down for Afghans to drive them out of their homeland. Amir with his father Agha Sahib have left to America for leading a life of refugee. As soon as the caring father left Amir forever, to his surprise he finds Hassan is not a son of their servant but his half-brother. Will he hate his father ? Guilt conscious Amir laments the cruelty shown to Hassan by him being envy of affection Agha Sahib was showing to Hassan. He has flown back to war ravaged Kabul to rescue Hassan. But found him dead. He could rescue his son Soharab. Adopted Soharab has not been able to forget the past and the onslaught of Talibans. One Afghan New Year day Amir has taken the role of a Kite runner what Hassan, the father of Soharab, was to him in their child hood.
Hosseini master story teller runs the story line carrying eastern emotions and western rationality keeping both sociopolitical scenarios in mind. His literary hand with excellency has woven the novel with apt words, punch lines and finer details leading to a captivating master piece
Monday, July 2, 2012
Friday, June 22, 2012
Thursday, June 21, 2012
My Review of a Novel: GOOD MUSLIM
Had a great day with darshan of Lord Jagannath on chariot. It's 12 passed night while finishing novel "Good Muslim" by Ms. Anam. Her debut novel is just brilliant with play of words and emotions.
A new country is born. Among all war heroes, Sohail the freedom fighter, young man was also returning home after successfully fighting with Pakistani soldiers. New spirit, the love of own laguage Bangla and the smell of own soil Bangladesh were making colorful images of new begining. On the way, Sohail rescues a young lady in an abandoned barrack, carries her back to her village. While retuning, to Dhaka for reunion at home with mother Rehana and sister Maya, he mistakes an old man with a gun to enemy soldier and kills. Sohail a firebrand of Dhaka Univesity turns to a hidden status abandoning friends, books and joys of life.The mistaken killing catches Sohail all-through. Mother Rehana forwards the holy book to seek solace. Sohail slowly truns to blind faith to send his son Zaid to a Madrasa - a walled captivity of a unscrupulos Huzoor, for making him a good muslim. The boy shrinks itself to a void under the pink water of Jamuna while Maya tries to rescue him from the ills of Huzoor. Maya looses herself with guilty and so also Sohail for not listening to Maya's warning.
The search for goodness is not in being obscure.
Just at 37, Harvard educated Ms. Anam keeps readers hold, anxious and thoughtfull all through with her charm of world plays. Wish many more from her.
A new country is born. Among all war heroes, Sohail the freedom fighter, young man was also returning home after successfully fighting with Pakistani soldiers. New spirit, the love of own laguage Bangla and the smell of own soil Bangladesh were making colorful images of new begining. On the way, Sohail rescues a young lady in an abandoned barrack, carries her back to her village. While retuning, to Dhaka for reunion at home with mother Rehana and sister Maya, he mistakes an old man with a gun to enemy soldier and kills. Sohail a firebrand of Dhaka Univesity turns to a hidden status abandoning friends, books and joys of life.The mistaken killing catches Sohail all-through. Mother Rehana forwards the holy book to seek solace. Sohail slowly truns to blind faith to send his son Zaid to a Madrasa - a walled captivity of a unscrupulos Huzoor, for making him a good muslim. The boy shrinks itself to a void under the pink water of Jamuna while Maya tries to rescue him from the ills of Huzoor. Maya looses herself with guilty and so also Sohail for not listening to Maya's warning.
The search for goodness is not in being obscure.
Just at 37, Harvard educated Ms. Anam keeps readers hold, anxious and thoughtfull all through with her charm of world plays. Wish many more from her.
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
PRABASIRA CHINTA
This poem is published in "Utkal Bharati" the magazine published by Odia community in BHEL Bhopal.
This talks a thought of a migrant from rural India settled in city. It talks of hopes and despairs
and reminiscences a migrant passes through in its journey for livings. At the end the immigrant reconciles and accepts both - one is Yashoda and the other Devaki. Emergent India has to be a good mix of rural and urban India narrowing down the difference between.
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This talks a thought of a migrant from rural India settled in city. It talks of hopes and despairs
and reminiscences a migrant passes through in its journey for livings. At the end the immigrant reconciles and accepts both - one is Yashoda and the other Devaki. Emergent India has to be a good mix of rural and urban India narrowing down the difference between.
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Sunday, June 10, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
For You
Blue and blue
Blue everywhere.
Foamy blue
Don't have a clue.
Where are you? And where are you?
Touch me blue, touch me blue
and so I become touchy blue.
I float and float; Dive and dive within
To catch you search out and in.
Found not in the bottom , not in sky
Where are you and where do you stay?
On this sea shore I lay and lie.
Thousand waves washes me away
Put me back and wash me away.
Where are you and where do you stay?
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Hrushikesha Mohanty
1st May 2012
Blue everywhere.
Foamy blue
Don't have a clue.
Where are you? And where are you?
Touch me blue, touch me blue
and so I become touchy blue.
I float and float; Dive and dive within
To catch you search out and in.
Found not in the bottom , not in sky
Where are you and where do you stay?
On this sea shore I lay and lie.
Thousand waves washes me away
Put me back and wash me away.
Where are you and where do you stay?
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Hrushikesha Mohanty
1st May 2012
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