Saturday, July 31, 2010

Daddy Long Legs - Book Review




When was the last time you ever sat down and wrote a letter to someone? I meant the paper and pen kind, not the widely used electronic media.

Read Daddy long legs - the title is misleading and has nothing to do with the particular species of spider found worldwide. It’s a lively story about Judy Abbott and her letters, a quaint love story with a lovely surprise ending.

Meet Jerusha “Judy” Abbott, 17 year old living in the John Grier Home for Orphans. She has done well at the local high school and one of the trustees of the orphanage offers to pay for her to go to college. For Judy, it is her first contact with anyone other than the orphanage and she is thrilled but her benefactor who sponsors her education insists on remaining anonymous. His only payment for funding her education is that she write a letter to him regularly to let him know of her progress. The letters are to be addressed as John Smith and will be sent care of the secretary. She is to expect absolutely no reply from him and the correspondence would be one-sided.

Rather tough, one would think, to write personal letters to someone you have absolutely no knowledge about.


An extract:

Dear Daddy-Long-Legs,

You only wanted to hear from me once a month, didn't you? And I've been peppering you with letters every few days! But I've been so excited about all these new adventures that I MUST talk to somebody; and you're the only one I know. Please excuse my exuberance; I’ll settle pretty soon. If my letters bore you, you can always toss them in the wastebasket. I promise not to write till the middle of November.

Yours most loquaciously,
Judy Abbott.

Thus begins a series of correspondence from young Judy who is rarely at a loss for words. Her letters are a delight to read, right from the way she addresses Mr. John Smith to the way she signs off in each letter. Over the years, the letters continue while Judy deals with her lessons and exams, college life and trips, and makes new friends. She meets a lot of exciting people one Mr. Jervis Pendleton and Jimmy Mcbride, both relatives of her roommates who find Judy’s company thoroughly enjoyable.

In an age where letter writing is a long forgotten art, one could get swept away with the language and style of writing but more so by Judy’s personality which reminds me of a rainbow – a colorful set of emotions. She can be funny, strange, sweet, charming all at once.


Then Judy falls in love.

I’ll leave it up to you to read the book to find out with whom. The build up right up to the end of the book, however, can hardly stop you from reading the last page first to find out who she falls in love with. The book is a reader’s delight and an inspiration for all would be writers.

Friday, July 2, 2010

My Bangalore (Sigh!)




This poem was written during one of the numerous power cuts, by torch light. I am no poetess but this poem has less to do with sense of rhyming and more to do with a need to vent (THE LAST PARA SUMS IT ALL!!) and I am sure a lot of people from Bangalore will wish for all that is written below !!

I wish for a Bangalore
That is bright and green
With its air condition-like weather
As it had once been.

I wish for a Bangalore
Where is mind is without fear and the head held high
Free from pollution and traffic woes
Instead of road rages, howls and sighs.
(With due apologies to Tagore for borrowing a line here)

I wish for a Bangalore
Where water freely flows
And never have to pay through my nose for the tankers
And made easily available in every house.

I wish for a Bangalore
With zero power cuts and 24/7 light
And should there ever be a power outage
The authorities will permanently set it right.

I wish for a Bangalore
Where the government is dependable and solid as rock
Instead of one that is designed
To give us the frequent jolts and rude shocks.

I wish for a Bangalore
Where we never have to play the waiting game
For promises to be fulfilled
Instead, only to abuse and to blame.

But most of all, I wish for a Bangalore
That doesn’t inspire poems like these
At 4.a.m. during a power cut
When I would rather be asleep!!!