The previous Sunday I had seen a nice copy of 'Why Read the Classics?' by Italo Calvino with a seller beside the Star of India cafe, that I did not buy. The reason is that I already have a copy and so did not want another one though I was strongly tempted to pick it up. That day I felt pleased with myself that I had resisted temptation and had not thrown money on buying another copy of a title I already had. However last Sunday when I noticed that the title was still on the shelf unsold I felt sadness and pity for it and decided to take it home with me. The reason I gave myself for buying was that this copy had a different cover, and an attractive one at that, than the one I had at home.
Somehow again I ended up buying a second copy of a title that I bought recently and that I haven't yet read. A short time ago, less than a year back, I bought a copy of 'Making an Elephant: Writing from Within' by Graham Swift online, on a sale on WhatsApp group of a seller for a couple of hundred rupees I think that I thought was expensive but I justified the purchase because it was a title about writing. Then last Sunday in a pile of books on a table with a board saying 'Rs.100' I spotted the title on the spine and took it out. When it was coming so cheap why shouldn't I buy? I told myself and took it.Somehow autobiographies and memoirs by writers are something I cannot resist buying especially if they haappen to be by Indian writers. When I saw a copy of 'An Unfinished Autobiography' by Indira Goswami in a heap of books selling for Rs.50 I grabbed it. I had read one title by Indira Goswami a long time back and thought I would know more about her in her autobiography. It was translated from the Assamese by P. Kotoky.
I had been seeing this title since many years but did not buy thinking it would be of no use. But then when I opened the pages of 'A Glossary of Literary Terms' by M.H. Abrams that I saw with another seller, and read a few entries I realized that it would help me a lot in understanding literary criticism that I often read. I got it for just fifty rupees.
I have a list of titles and writers I haven't found yet and am desperate to find. Sometimes I think I will never find them, such as 'The Palm Wine Drunkard' by Amos Tutuola, which I am sure I will never find at Abids or anywhere else. In that list was Tove Ditlevsen about whose books I read only high praise and was on my list of writers I haven't yet found. So when I saw a copy of 'Childhood, Youth, Dependency' by Tove Ditlevsen on a creaky wooden shelf with a seller near the GPO I tried not to show my excitement when I asked the seller to take the book out. The cover was a lovely one and I was ready to pay whatever the seller asked but somehow got it at a price lower than what I had expected the seller to ask.
A lucky day for me with a few good titles in the Sunday haul.




















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