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Celebrating 15 Years of Kitaab: A message from Kitaab’s Founding Editor, Zafar Anjum

The year 2020 is here and if you are reading this message, we thank you for being with us and wish you a very Happy New Year!

This year has a special significance for Kitaab: we celebrate our 15th anniversary. That’s a relatively long time in the life of a webzine in this day and age of short attention spans, isn’t it?

Well, we are not patting ourselves on the back but please allow us to take us down the memory lane for a while to appreciate why we feel how we feel at this juncture of time.

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Review of Lunch with a Bigot by Amitava Kumar

by Monica Arora

LunchLunch with a Bigot by Amitava Kumar

Paperback: 240 pages
Publisher: Duke University Press Books (May 15, 2015)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 0822359308
ISBN-13: 978-0822359302

In this day and age, when nearly everybody is churning out a book whether they have a book in them or not, here are these 26 essays by Amitava Kumar, compiled under the title Lunch with a Bigot. In his note as a preamble to the book, the author states that when he encountered a judge at a poetry competition, he was asked by him, “If you have nothing to say, don’t write. Please.” That itself is enough compulsion for a reader to attempt going through this eclectic collection of essays that the writer has meticulously divided into four sections: Reading, Writing, Places and People.

In the first section, namely “Reading”, the author specifies how “paper was to be worshipped, like money or the Gita”. Perhaps, the paperless internet generation will find this rather difficult to relate, but old school connoisseurs of good, old-fashioned writing may be able to connect with the sentiments resonating within the potent essay. Amitava speaks about his life-changing interviews with eminent names in Indian literature such as Hanif Kureishi and Arundhati Roy, both of whom shaped and influenced his early years in writing.

Sample this gem by Arundhati narrated during an interview with the author. She states, “Language…takes a while to become yours, to listen to you, to obey you and for you to obey it. I have a clear memory of language swimming towards me. Of my willing it out of water. Of it being blurred, inaccessible, inchoate…and then of it emerging. Sharply outlined, custom-made.” Such are the little pearls that the reader may encounter in this oysteresque collection.

With a rather vociferous tonality of candid descriptions of the then Gujarat Chief Minister Narendra Modi in light of the Godhra riots or reportage of burning current issues that have captured mass imagination such as the Arushi murder case, Amitava’s essays have a pulse on topics that have social relevance and have been widely discussed and dissected. Read more

I want to see more clearly: Amitava Kumar

Amitava Kumar’s latest collection of essays throws a bright light on cinema and politics, life and death: The Hindu BusinessLine 

With five non-fiction books and a novel behind him, the professor of English at Vassar College in New York spends a night answering questions sent by email. Here he reveals the times he gasps, ‘yeh sahi cheez hai (this is the right thing), the role of writers and reporters and the Booker wins that he finds laughable. Excerpts from the interview.

The relationship of Indians with the English language is of special interest to you. In which ways do Indians use it best and in which ways do we mangle it?

I have often seen signs in Bihar, but also elsewhere in India, saying ‘Child Beer Sold Here’. I was delighted when Siddhartha Chowdhury used that in a novel. There is no pleasure in being prescriptive about language. I enjoy the inventive ways in which language is manipulated to make meaning. But even as I say this, I have to acknowledge that I often get mails from people in India who want advice about writing. And while reading their letters, my first impulse, quite often, is to ask them to read George Orwell. Read more

10 Rules of Writing: Amitava Kumar

Amitava_KumarWhen I was promoted to the rank of professor, the library at the university where I was then employed asked me to send them the name of a book that had been useful to me in my career. I chose VS Naipaul’s Finding the Center. The library then purchased a copy, which was duly displayed in one of its rooms, with a statement I had written about the book:

This was one of the first literary autobiographies that I read. Its very first sentence established in my mind the idea of writing as an opening in time or a beginning; it conveyed to me, with its movement and rhythm, a history of repeated striving, and of things coming together, at last, in the achievement of the printed word: “It is now nearly thirty years since, in a BBC room in London, on an old BBC typewriter, and on smooth, ‘non-rustle’ BBC script paper, I wrote the first sentence of my first publishable book.” Read more

Crafting Happiness: Amitava Kumar on Akhil Sharma

A writer is not his books, says Amitava Kumar. He is only as good as his sentences. Reading and meeting Akhil Sharma proves his point: Indian Quarterly

akhil_sharmaAt the beginning of Akhil Sharma’s new book, Family Life, there is a description of the narrator’s father outside their two-room barsaati on a rooftop in Delhi. The bathroom has a sink attached to the outside wall. Here is the sentence I want to share with you: “Each night my father would stand before the sink, the sky full of stars, and brush his teeth till his gums bled.”

Upon reading that sentence, I have stepped into the world of Akhil Sharma’s writing. Simple words, simple phrases; but there is nothing simple about the world being described. There are the stars, and there is blood—in the same breath, we have both beauty and death. Read more

Greatest Indian Novels you cannot afford to miss: HT

The Hindustan Times has published a list of the greatest Indian novels ever written.  The paper says, “It might feel incomplete (only books written in English or translations of works in Hindi and other regional languages figure here). It might seem biased (they’re personal picks from the best literary minds of our time). It might even appear as though we’ve missed your personal favourite (lists tend to do that). But for anyone looking to jump into the rich world of Indian writing, it’s a beautiful and imperative start. ”

A jury of eight – writers, publishers, academics and book critics – nominated 10 books each. The jury comprised of Amitava KumarChiki SarkarDavid DavidarHarish Trivedi, Jeet ThayilJerry PintoRavi Singh and Sunil Sethi.  Read more

Hindi on the Hudson

Sometimes my son asks in English: “Baba, what does duniya mean?” It means the world, beta, the world that I have lost. The world of Hindi: Amitava Kumar remembers his lost world of Hindi

Amitava_KumarMy son, who was born here in New York four years ago, doesn’t speak Hindi—but I have taught him the first few lines of the Kishore Kumar song Hum to Mohabbat Karega, Duniya Se Nahin Darega.

I have often explained to him the meaning of the words, but sometimes he asks in English: “Baba, what does duniya mean?”

It means the world, beta, the world that I have lost. The world of Hindi.

I have recorded my son singing the song and played it on WhatsApp for my sisters who haven’t seen him for a very long time. I think they would be amused if they also heard him say, when I’m putting him to sleep, “Chuppchaap so jaao.” Read more

Sonia Faleiro reviews ‘A Matter of Rats,’ by Amitava Kumar in the NYT

Rats_matterofratsOne night two summers ago, I was in a car speeding across the border into the eastern Indian state of Bihar. The unlit, pitch-black freeway didn’t deter traffic from barreling forward at breakneck speeds. In the inevitable accident, a young man was shredded by a truck. A politician showed up, but instead of taking charge, he distracted the police with laughter and gossip. Read more

Amitava Kumar presents his own manifesto for Indian writing

Raising the stakes for Indian writing in English: The Caravan

Amitava_KumarHere is my own manifesto for Indian writing. I hereby call for a literature that engages with “the real”: not just the depiction of blood on the streets, or, for that matter, the cold air of the morgue, but also the warm, somewhat moist atmosphere of unwanted intimacy in the waiting room in which we have left behind a little bit of our past. Like the political parties, I too am trying to project myself to my home base.

The title of my novel Home Products, published back in 2007, was drawn from a quote by Mark Twain: “To my mind, one relative or neighbour mixed up in a scandal is more interesting than a whole Sodom and Gomorrah of outlanders gone rotten. Give me the home product every time.” But the title had always had another meaning for me. It was meant to signal that the story wasn’t for export. It was for readers in India. In fact, when people read it I wanted them to imagine that the novel could have been written in Hindi. Read more

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