Sunday, September 16, 2012

Oh Shit Not Again - Yes, very crappy indeed...

I didn't waste much time on this and didn't want to spend any time at all writing about it- but I just wanted to warn off anyone lured to this so-called book.

It is utter rubbish, and I couldn't bring myself to read beyond the second page because
a) The writing is worse than abysmal. You get way better from schoolchildren's compositions.
So,
b) I was genuinely afraid that I'd end up forgetting whatever little I know of the English language.

The crap-fest begins with the title itself, and I would imagine from the little I subjected myself to - goes on and on until the book mercifully ends.

What self-respecting publisher would even want to touch this one, even with asbestos gloves on? Answer: None. The publishers of this "National Best-Seller" advertise at the very front of the volume that those who want to have their work published can just email them and Voila! become a "best-selling" author themselves. Pathetic.

I don't know what justification the publisher has to call it a best-seller. It sure seems like a great big lie, a publicity stunt to make people actually just pick up the book from the shelf. Or maybe the author himself just bought enough copies to have the fame. The guy seriously makes Chetan Bhagat look like the Messiah of Indian writing in English.

You don't need to use complex words and literary constructs to be a good author. You need a story and enough conviction and command over the language to tell it. But you do need to have atleast the standard of English that a 5th standard English-medium student would.

Do not, I repeat... DO NOT read this book, even out of curiosity to see why people are saying it's so bad. The authors wants desperately to ape (and become the next) Chetan Bhagat; but even that is too high a standard for his capability.

So when you see this on the shelves in the book-store - hold your nose, say "oh shit!" and pass on. Life is too short to waste even a few minutes on this one.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

The Wish List

I read The Wish List at a time when I was feeling low and wondering whether there was any point in being nice and good to people. So I picked this book up because I needed to chase the gloom away, and I had found Artemis Fowl entertaining. I was expecting more of the same brand of tongue-in-cheek humour, and I wasn't disappointed.

The basic premise of the book is a girl who is balanced on the hair's breadth line between being good and being bad; and has a chance to go back into the world and try to make amends for her misdeeds in order to get a chance of going to heaven.

But it's much more than a humorous tale of the afterlife. It's a story of regret, redemption and second chances. It deals with the oldest war in the world - the one fought inside every person who has to make a choice between good and evil.

The book is a refreshing read. It's funny, light, profound, thought-provoking, page-turning - and though there's a moral backdrop, not preachy in the least. I found echoes of Good Omens in the relationship between St. Peter and Beelzebub. The techie consultant of hell is a stroke of absolute brilliance.

On the whole, it makes for a very nice and pleasant read, leaving you refreshed and hopeful for the promise that tomorrow holds.