Tuesday 4 December, 2007

From the 'GOD OF SMALL THINGS' :

God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy, is one of those special kind of books that one could read more than once.

Yes, I too hear the echo of ‘one’ & ‘once’ occurring more than needful but thinking of it, I will let this part of the post sound biased until you get to the extracts from her book ( further below) and choose for yourself.

I personally adore her style of packaging-the-impressions in simple words. They are so very well composed, trimmed & timed that her style actually manages to let the book give out the very newness & truthfulness as it’s 'best-part', every time!

Sharing some still-very-fresh-lines from ‘God of Small Things’, as scribbled in an old dairy:

‘The afternoon was still & hot. The air was waiting’

‘Chacko didn’t slap her. So she didn’t slap him. But the air grew angry’

‘… cold, calculating, cruelty.’

‘… with frilly apron and a vinegar heart.’

‘Rahel looked at herself and saw that she was a part in a play. But she had only a small part.’ ‘… But the play went with her, walked while she walked. Stopped while she stopped.’

‘There was a short, sad-about-Joe silence.’

‘… no death for them. Just the end of living.’

‘… without warning the train began to move. Very slowly.’

‘He was careful not to hurt her. She could feel how soft she felt to him. She could feel herself through him. Her skin. The way her body only existed where he touched her.’

‘Night’s elbows rested on the waters and watched them. ’

‘…wet mud farted under their feet as they squelched through the swamp.’

.. victory had left him with no better off than when he started out.’

‘In a while the rain slowed to a drizzle and then stopped. The breeze shook water from the trees and for a while it rained only under trees, where shelter had been once.’

‘A sparrow lay dead on the back seat. She died on the back seat, with her legs in air. Like a joke.’

‘This arrangement suited her, because in her mind a fee clarified things. Disjunctions sex from love. Needs from feelings.’

‘And there it was another religion turned against itself. Another edifice constructed by the human mind, decimated by human nature.’

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More about Arundhati Roy : here> & here>
More about ‘God of Small Things’: here>

Relish!

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