Saturday, September 18, 2010

Bus Stop


The title is 'There was no one at the BUS STOP' A novel by Sirshendu Mukhopadhyay originally written in Bangla and translated by Arunava Sinha to English.

The story is about Debashish who loves a lady who he met along with her husband when his firm was asked to renovate their house in Calcutta. Deb's wife commits sucide; he agrees to let his son stay with his sister; brings Trina to his house. Trina's family knows that she is involved with Deb - children despise her, husband is indifferent...

Trina returns to her house the same day, is having dinner with family when her daughter says 'ma' to her after a long time... perhaps that's the reason Trina decides to stay back with the family which she had almost decided to leave forver in the morning...

The storyline is interesting but the title doesn't appears to be apt. I mean generally while reading a book or a story one is able to relate to the title, but somehow for this book's title, I think people will certainly have a different view.

And what's about this BUS STOP? That was their 'Meeting Point!'

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Absolute Khushwant


After a long time I finished reading a book in single sitting. Major achievement!! This is the fourth book of Khuswant Singh that I have read, and enjoyed reading. I like what he has written on happiness and on solitude: the secret for longivity. His thoughts on communalism, politicians, 26/11, and other topics are thought provoking and engrossing. Though overall an interesting read, i thnk the chapters on sex and sex life could have been avoided :-)