Mercifully it wasn’t too hot in
Hyderabad last Sunday but it was hot enough to make me wear a cap at Abids. Since
the Ramzan festival was over the stores selling dresses, shoes etc were closed
and so the sellers of second hand books were present in their usual spots. On
Sunday Abids looked normal and somehow I was pleased when I found four good
titles.
Of late I am reading more
non-fiction than fiction and travelogues account for a large space on my
bookshelves. I keep reading in the papers how the war in Ukraine is affecting
movement of wheat, cooking oil, and I wondered how it all happens. I also love
to know about such things so when I spotted a copy of ‘Merchants of Grain’ by
Dan Morgan I thought I’d buy it when I read that it was all about how wheat is
marketed. I am reading it currently and it is fascinating account of the global
merchants who deal in wheat and other grains moving it from one continent and
other and making/losing millions.
Somehow I haven’t read anything
by Lawrence Durrell or any of the Durrell brothers though I have read how good
their books are. I spotted a copy of ‘The Dark Labyrinth’ by Lawrence Durrell that
looked old and somewhat battered. It turned out to be a copy from Meghalaya
State Central Library at Shillong making one wonder how it ended up here. I got
it for fifty rupees only.
I had been seeing this title with
various sellers at various times but did not buy it because the price was too
high. Finally, last Sunday when I spotted another copy I decided to buy it
whatever the price and was surprised to get a copy ‘The English’ by Jeremy
Paxman for just a hundred rupees. It was a nice copy that looked almost new and
I was glad I got it pretty cheap.
This title too was one I had been
seeing with the same seller for a long time but hesitated to buy it for some
unknown reason. Though it said on the cover that it was ‘One Fourteenth of an
Elephant’ Ian Denys Peek I wasn’t very sure about how it was. So every time I
walked away I had a strange feeling that I might be missing something good
because on the cover it said ‘A memoir of life and death on the Burma-Thailand Railway’
that brought to mind the Man Booker prize winning ‘Narrow Road to the Deep
North’ by Richard Flanagan. So last
Sunday I finally bought it and I paid hundred rupees for it.
Here's a corner of the Sunday second-hand book market at Abids in Hyderabad.
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