Sanjaya Maniktala, author of several well-known technical books,
has written this genre-defying, tongue-in-cheek novel. Ken Coffman,
accomplished author of eight books says: "It's a kaleidoscopic
collage of snapshot memories, and like all good books, leaves us
breathlessly wanting more. The playful language and multicultural
commentary is simply delightful."
This "quirky memoir," as Coffman aptly calls it, is sadly bereft
of any heart-rending stories about rummaging through empty
dumpsters. There is nothing singularly uplifting on any single
page. But it was never intended to get you to cry your heart out.
It was only meant to make you smile from ear to ear. To be
incredibly interesting.
There are fascinating multicultural quirks in abundance here,
spanning decades spent criss-crossing through several cities in
India, Germany, Singapore and the US. Plus life at two of India's
most prestigious colleges, IIT Bombay and St. Stephen's College,
Delhi. Feel the intensity and diversity of a completely different
world out there.
Intertwined with the author's personal story is also the
unforgettable tale of a well-known secessionist movement of India.
At least two high-profile assassinations took place as a result,
including that of the former Prime Minister of India, Mrs. Indira
Gandhi. The parallel historical track of this memoir includes some
details of that era, which perhaps, only the author was in a
position to hear about and relate for the very first time here. You
are warned: there are some grim moments as a result.
Here is a sample:
An official witness to the legal ceremony was a perpetually
plastered lawyer named Mr. Bhinde. I had met him a few days ago
when I had gone to the court to enquire about the general
procedure, and it was now obvious to me, that he had not been dry
for a minute ever since. But I also realized that good things come
in pairs. Pretty soon, Mr. Bhinde had brought in another equally
inebriated friend of his from somewhere out there - to complete the
remaining drunken witness signature line on the imposing paperwork.
Much to our good fortune, the magistrate seemed sober enough, and
declared us man and wife shortly thereafter. I could have sworn he
didn't stutter even once.
As we were trying to make our way out, I spotted Mr. Bhinde
still lurching around helpfully in the crowds milling around the
main courtroom. I came up from behind him, and after a little trial
and error, managed to place a hand on his wavering shoulder. I
handed him a box of Indian candy (gulab jamun) to mark the
auspicious occasion. For a minute he turned around looking somewhat
puzzled, as if we should have known all along that he would have
preferred a bottle of Old Monk rum instead. But then he smiled. It
was clear Mr. Bhinde's heart, if not his liver, was still in the
pink of health. Touched by our sweet gesture, he started looking
beseechingly at us as if we were the last people in the big wide
world who still cared about him. And perhaps we were Then he burst
into tears. Soon he was sitting there sobbing uncontrollably on the
stairs of the majestic building, large tear drops streaming down
his scrawny face, as a small crowd gathered around to watch with
growing amusement. He proceeded to relate the story of his entire
wretched life, starting from that dull rainy day when he was born
to destitute parents under a nameless bridge somewhere deep within
the squalor of Calcutta. He cried his heart out that ever since, he
had consistently "failed to live up to his mama's expectations"
(Looks like I wasn't the only one haunted by such dark remorseful
thoughts). He expressed eternal sadness that he had turned out to
be such an "utter failure of a son." He cried out: "Think what
hopes dearest Mum must have had from her one and only child, but
look at what he has turned out to be. He couldn't even gift her a
nice devout daughter-in-law, to take care of her in her old
age."
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