Tim Tim Raston ke Aks (Hindi)
Sanjay Vyas
2014
Hind Yugm
pp.160
Another collection of short stories in Hindi. I have made it a point to read Hindi regularly and have started enjoying some of the contemporary writers in Hindi. I remember picking up this book by Sanjay Vyas from the New Delhi World Book Fair. The cashier had asked me if I know the writer personally. I was quite taken aback and had questioned if I am only supposed to read books by writers I know. I was told he is a little known writer and very few people pick up this book. It was a very strange beginning to engaging with this book.
In all the Hindi reading that I have taken, probably because of my lack of command over the language and absence of knowledge of literature, I had started enjoying some of the more popular contemporary writers who went beyond writing only frivolous stuff. Nevertheless, a lot of my reading was about travelling and interpersonal relationships. Needless to say, I was expecting something similar from Vyas. Though for the love of God, I don’t know why I picked up short stories. Nothing has made me enjoy short stories more than full length novels.
Coming to Vyas’s writing, it is a collection of one of the most unusual stories that I have come across. It is quite difficult to label them into one theme or genre. I can say they are about life and the world around us but that is too broad to mean anything. They are complex in their language. His choice of words is neither classical nor conversational. He has an unusual choice of words. The themes are equally unusual. Some of them do talk about relationships, like the one about a grandson remembering his grandmother when narrating stories to his own daughter. Yet the touch upon the relationship is so subtle that if you don’t completely delve into the book, you are likely to miss out on the nuances that are hidden behind what is written. It is quite engrossing to read his work. Other stories about man’s relationship with nature, about social class, and the like are equally engaging. These themes are my interpretations. At times, I have read a story again to understand if I was reading something that he had not written. In that he has managed to make the reader, writer and story become completely engaged with each other.
I was wondering why I had not heard anything about his work although it is not a recent book. I have not come across anything on social media on his book and I am still wondering why. Nevertheless, my confused state of mind led me to search for other readers writing about him. And I didn’t really come up with anything substantial. If this is an indication that people are not reading this book, it is really sad!
U
Sanjay Vyas
2014
Hind Yugm
pp.160
Another collection of short stories in Hindi. I have made it a point to read Hindi regularly and have started enjoying some of the contemporary writers in Hindi. I remember picking up this book by Sanjay Vyas from the New Delhi World Book Fair. The cashier had asked me if I know the writer personally. I was quite taken aback and had questioned if I am only supposed to read books by writers I know. I was told he is a little known writer and very few people pick up this book. It was a very strange beginning to engaging with this book.
In all the Hindi reading that I have taken, probably because of my lack of command over the language and absence of knowledge of literature, I had started enjoying some of the more popular contemporary writers who went beyond writing only frivolous stuff. Nevertheless, a lot of my reading was about travelling and interpersonal relationships. Needless to say, I was expecting something similar from Vyas. Though for the love of God, I don’t know why I picked up short stories. Nothing has made me enjoy short stories more than full length novels.
Coming to Vyas’s writing, it is a collection of one of the most unusual stories that I have come across. It is quite difficult to label them into one theme or genre. I can say they are about life and the world around us but that is too broad to mean anything. They are complex in their language. His choice of words is neither classical nor conversational. He has an unusual choice of words. The themes are equally unusual. Some of them do talk about relationships, like the one about a grandson remembering his grandmother when narrating stories to his own daughter. Yet the touch upon the relationship is so subtle that if you don’t completely delve into the book, you are likely to miss out on the nuances that are hidden behind what is written. It is quite engrossing to read his work. Other stories about man’s relationship with nature, about social class, and the like are equally engaging. These themes are my interpretations. At times, I have read a story again to understand if I was reading something that he had not written. In that he has managed to make the reader, writer and story become completely engaged with each other.
I was wondering why I had not heard anything about his work although it is not a recent book. I have not come across anything on social media on his book and I am still wondering why. Nevertheless, my confused state of mind led me to search for other readers writing about him. And I didn’t really come up with anything substantial. If this is an indication that people are not reading this book, it is really sad!
U