Open Sesame

Open Sesame

Thanks fellow bloggers for the amazing response to 163 Edition of Indispire.

It is definitely a non-creative mundane oft proposed query, but I wanted to look at the sense of achievement we all felt when we completed reading a book all by ourselves. Like the Command officer of the Bambolim Army Camp General Cariappa said, as he read the book he was transported, he travelled and he realized there was a world beyond the one we knew.

Early, my mother read books to me, then we shifted to comics, that was graphic so the mind really did not create its own visual. The first story book I read I think was Noddy Goes to the Fair by Enid Blyton .Enid Blyton’s books were classified as red dragon, blue dragon and one other colour for age appropriateness.

The book that gave me a sense of achievement was again by Enid Blyton it was a Famous Five book, I think it was Five on a Mystery or something I remember a green cover of the book with sketches of four kids, in red and blue shirts and a dog.  Suddenly the world was different, there was excitement and adventure out there and I realized I could escape the mundane world of homework… it was no more pencils no more books, no more teachers dirty looks.

We created our own famous group, of course we had to cross hurdles like Enid Blyton’s characters had two boys as the older kids and the girls were younger, we were the other way round, moreover dogs were not allowed, and we definitely did not want to clean up dog poop. We were vegetarians, and bread was brought only when mom was sick, so sandwiches were all imaginary. I remember picking up two Monaco biscuits placing a piece of tomato on it and pretending that we were having sandwich.

We would climb up the Mango or Jackfruit tree and pretend that it was our look out like the ones the famous five had.

Enid Blyton’s books then became a staple, the Mallory Tower series, the Naughtiest girl series, The Five Find-Outers, and  The Secret Seven oh! Yes there was one other series that I cannot remember. Then came the Nancy Drew and Hardy boys series.Eventually we outgrew them and graduated to Mills and Boon, of course, I read the Sudden series and Zane Grey too.

Today when I look back I see that Enid Blyton was racist and gender biased, yet those days she took us to a world of escape and adrenaline. There was a bonding created by the vocabulary of Enid Blyton readers, looking back it was a privileged elite group. Every Wednesday was the sacred trip to the library, we would read the comics there, and borrow a book for the week.

By the way April 2nd is the International Children’s Book Day.


2015 the Bookrack.

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Narasimha Sharma Veturi, would like the know the books we read in 2015,

Well Narasimha, one has to be very careful with books, for what’s inside them has the power to change us. Now that you have asked, and for God forsaken reason I am replying,.. Without checking if this is a major question, or minor questions. The length and presentation of the answer would depend on the marks right.

If I were in a shop window or a library I would have promptly identified the cover with the titles that I was reading. Now I follow this visual trail, forcing my way through the rack past the thick barricade of books I am yet to read, these books were frowning at me from the tables and shelves, trying to cow me. but  I took a deep breathe, ensuring I am not going to be awed, that among there extend for acres and acres the books, I needn’t Read, neither do you, the books made for purposes other that reading , book read even before we open them since they belong to the category of books be read before being written. And thus having passed the outer girdle of ramparts, but then I get attacked by the infantry of books that If I Had More Than One Life I Would Have Certainly Read, But Unfortunately My Days Are Numbered. With a rapid manoeuvre I bypass them to move into the phalanxes of the Books I Mean To Read, But There Are Others I Must Read First, The Books Too Expensive Now And I’ll Wail Till They’re Are Remaindered, The Books, Ditto When They Out In Paperback, Books That I Can Borrow From Somebody, Books That Everybody’s Read So It’s As If I Have Read Them Too. Eluding these assaults, I must come up beneath the towers of the fortress, where other troops are holding out.

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    Books that I have been planning to read for ages.

  • Books that I’ve hunting for years without success
  • Books I want to own so they’ll be handy just in case
  • The books I need to go with other books on my shelf.
  • Books that fill me with sudden inexplicable curiosity, not easily justified.

Now that I have been able to reduce the countless embattled troops to an array that is to be sure, very large but still calculable in a finite number, but this relative relief is then undermined by the ambush of Books Read Long Ago Which It’s Time To Reread And Books, That I’ve Always Pretended To Have Read And Now It’s Time To Sit Down And Really Read Them.

I like best to have one book in my hand and a stack of others on the floor beside me so that to know the supply of poppy and mandragora will not run out before small hours, yet I also realize that books are the ultimate dumpees, put them down and they’ll wait for you forever: pay attention to them and they always love you back.

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Like Sir Francis Bacon put it — “Some books should be tasted, some devoured, but only a few should be chewed and digested thoroughly.” 

As for the book I read they are all listed on