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  • Zadexpress 4:10 pm on January 26, 2008 Permalink | Reply |
    Tags: , Khaled Hosseni, non-fiction, review, The Kite Runner   

    Fiction, non-fiction and The Kite Runner 

    Book reviews, in their conventional meaning, remind me of school. The character sketch, the plot, the protagonist, antagonist, climax…As the characters were dissected to nothing more than emotions and actions their pain became ours, their tears welled up our eyes and their helplessness turned us into insomniacs. I remember Rane of the story “Paribanda”, the character with the tell-tale trousers in “Cop and the Anthem” by O’Henry and his “The last leaf”, Chekov’s “About love” along with Tolstoy’s “The Two Old Men” munching on the loaf of bread, a soldier in “Coup De Grace” and a princess who chooses death to love and is guillotined….as if they were real. Then the reason I liked fiction were many then depending upon the teacher who read stories to us to the ordeal I went through to lay my hands on the book. Now, it’s zeroed down to how much I can relate to it and how much I can’t. It could fall into neither of the categories too but that’s the mediocre effect, not something I would like to discuss here.

    Non-fiction is an entirely different issue though. A small piece of news on say Salary Men in Japan and it whets your appetite for more. It’s a complicated matrix of which you never make out enough sense to have the courage to talk about it with conviction (entirely based on my experience) unlike the typical male habit of “expressing opinions” on anything and everything they’ve heard of politics to petrol prices. Sometimes, people state that as a reason for women lagging behind men (not being so opinioned about everything) but I say well, that depends on what kind of noises you like. Empty vessels that make lost of noise, which I think could result in Permanent Threshold Shift of Hearing ( male tea-shops, office canteen politics alike guff) or PTS again resulting from women who at least know the details of what they are speaking about ( whether it be the vegetable they cooked, sari or relatives for that matter! ).

    Non-fiction is a good thing; it prevents the Exposure of Ignorance. It results in the freedom from servitude and dependence not only in relation to other nations (if you can get the books in your country!) and individuals (in terms of knowledge) but also from the forces of ignorance and human misery (resulting from the same). {Well, that is infact the third principle of Development according to Todaro and Smith, hehe I just used it to express myself here} That’s the best part of reading Non-fiction. No fiction gets as Real as That!!

    The Kite Runner

    Kite Runner

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    • Hayah 6:55 pm on January 26, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      SHOW OFF!!! Ive been dying to read Kaled’s books for sometime now. But I’m set to read Amitav Ghosh’s The Glass Palace, so kinda excited. Plus….I’ve got Arundati Roys…haha!!! Btw….wats the plans for our SA blog….cum on…get cooking!!! and all me after dinner’s served :) ur the cook this time!!

    • rEaLiTy BiTeS 5:21 pm on January 29, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Dear zade ji,
      Great analysis of the kite runner…….I really inspired from ur review on book. After completing graduation , keep on criticisizing and reviewing books that would be really inspiring to us too.
      i will definitely read it after a while when I got that book as soon as possible.
      thanks.
      :)

    • avinab 9:02 am on February 2, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      reading, like writing, is done is isloation. And one does not know who is reading what. At times it feels as if you are the only one who spends hours reading books. so it’s kind of encouraging to get to know that there are other people who also read–hell of a lot–and, what more, write about the books they have read. keep on reading—and writing.

    • Samyam Wagle 6:48 pm on February 2, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      I used to read VS Naipaul and Ian Mcewan, Marqueez and others but now might have to deviate towards this too.

    • afighter 3:58 am on February 11, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Enjoy your reads………………

    • Reality Bites 10:54 am on March 9, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      ………………….I envied her. Her secret was out. Spoken. Dealt with. I opened my mouth & almost told her how I’d betrayed HASAN, lied, driven him out & destroyed a 40 year relationship between BABA & ALI. But I didn’t suspected there were many ways in which SORAYA TAHERI was better person than me. “COURAGE WAS JUST ONE OF THEM.”…………………………………………………..Thanks for ur reference on this book ……I just finished to read it ……..and I stopped on the line above :)
      Thinking about how Amir is comparing the situation in his favor ……………..
      thanks.

  • Zadexpress 11:49 am on January 25, 2008 Permalink | Reply |
    Tags: Clear skies, ,   

    And the Clear Days… 

    blueeeeeee

    Jackets Date! Jan 21,2008

    नीलो नीलो त्यो आकाश

    चीसो चीसो यो बतास

    हेर न यो कस्तो जम्यो

    तिम्रो मेरो ,तिम्रो मेरो, तिम्रो मेरो यो प्रीत ! :)

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    • कपुरी क 12:44 am on January 27, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      नीलो नीलो त्यो आकाश

      चीसो चीसो यो बतास

      हेर न यो कस्तो जम्यो

      तिम्रो मेरो ,तिम्रो मेरो, तिम्रो मेरो यो …(प्रीत*).।

      यो गीत त पहिला पहिला रेडियोमा खुब बज्थ्यो!

      **प्रीत* यो गीतमा यो शव्द छ भनेर त ख्यालै गरेको रहेनछु्। म उल्लु त *गीत होला भन्ठान्थेँ।

    • aAkaR 12:40 pm on January 28, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      pictures…………………are really nice……..and also…….नीलो नीलो त्यो आकाश

      चीसो चीसो यो बतास

      हेर न यो कस्तो जम्यो

      तिम्रो मेरो ,तिम्रो मेरो, तिम्रो मेरो यो प्रीत !
      ………….

    • afighter 3:46 am on February 11, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      These pictures are calling me home. Sadly I don’t know when I will be back to wrestle with the wind. My beautiful bed sheets and warm blanket! OH! When will we unite.

      Pictures are lovely .’Housing love’ ’s a great theme.

    • afighter 3:48 am on February 11, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Another summer day has come and gone way
      I have been to London, Paris and Rome
      I wanna go home…………………………

    • afighter 3:53 am on February 11, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Yo hawa……..yo lahar…………..yo sanjh………………timilai……………yo dharti…yo akash…….sabai timilai

    • roshani 10:03 pm on March 16, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      geetma hudai nabhako lyrics rakhe pani padda ekdumai ananda aucha how come “preet” in this song?

      Zadexpress: Well, Roshaniji , lyricsma tehi 6, ramrari sunda patta lag6 :)

  • Zadexpress 11:01 am on January 25, 2008 Permalink | Reply |  

    I feel Good! 

    I FEEL GOOD
    James Brown

    Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
    I feel good, I knew that I would, now
    So good, so good, I got you

    Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
    I feel nice, like sugar and spice
    So nice, so nice, I got you

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    • painthysoul 9:10 am on January 31, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      oie zade!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
      u must be a photographer i guesssss!!!!!!!!!!!

    • k 8:12 am on February 5, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      wow!
      lucky u to be able to c such amazing views rt out of ur window! now m goin to think twice b4 i comment on how far u live frm the main city. great pics! aba ta ma pani class linu parla jasto chha hajur sanga.

    • afighter 3:55 am on February 11, 2008 Permalink | Reply

      Ah! that window peek I miss home even more. Happy photographs………….

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