After more than a week of almost continuous drizzle that dampened everyone’s moods it finally stopped around the weekend. The sun finally came out last Sunday and greatly improved the general feeling. Because of the rain I missed going to Abids the previous Sunday and since then I had been feeling a sense of restlessness. The gap of two weeks sharpened my longing to browse the pavements at Abids and I had hoped and prayed that it wouldn’t rain on Sunday. It didn’t thankfully and after breakfast I rushed to Abids.
Aside
from the improvement in the weather there was also an improvement in the number
of book sellers at the Sunday second hand book market at Abids. Except for just
one seller all the booksellers were out with all their books spread on the
pavements last Sunday. There seemed to be so many piles and heaps of books to
dip into and I ended up buying half a dozen titles.
I
had been eyeing a copy of ‘Your Blue Eyed Boy’ by Helen Dunmore that a seller
had but did not buy it because the seller was someone I wouldn’t normally buy
because of his uppity attitude. He thought he was the only one who sold good
books. I had been seeing that title since more than two months and almost
bought it from him last Sunday but backed out at the last moment. It was a
decision that I was glad to have taken for I saw the same title with one of the
friendliest bookseller at Abids who gave it to me at one fourth of the price
that the earlier seller would have asked. The copy of ‘Your Blue Eyed Boy’ by
Helen Dunmore that I got for only fifty rupees was in wonderful condition.
Graham
Greene is one of my favourite authors and I do not miss buying anything by him
that I find at Abids. I spotted a nice copy of ‘The Portable Graham Greene’
that I immediately grabbed. It was a collection of three novels, a few short
stories, essays and was edited by Philip Stratford. I got this book for only
forty rupees. Alongside it I found an old copy of ‘River and Bridge’ by Meena
Alexander, a collection of poems. Meena Alexander is a fairly well known poet
in India.
Further
up with another seller I saw a copy of ‘The Chinese: Portrait of a People’ by
John Fraser with a red cover. I had read ‘Riding the Iron Rooster’ by Paul
Theroux, and also had a copy of ‘Behind the Wall’ by Colin Thubron that I
hadn’t yet read though I found it long back. I also had a copy of ‘On a Chinese
Screen’ by Somerset Maugham that I have read. John Fraser is a journalist who
lived in China from 1977 to 1979 as a bureau chief of Toronto Mail and Globe.
The last find at Abids was a beautiful copy of ‘The Remains of the Day’ by Kazuo Ishiguro that I couldn’t resist buying though I already have a copy. When I wanted to read it I couldn’t locate my copy so I bought it. But this cost me a hundred rupees.
At Chikkadpally I saw a copy of ‘On Writing Well’ by William Zinsser. I already have three copies of this title but couldn’t leave without buying the copy I saw last Sunday. It was a beautiful copy and I paid a hundred rupees for it.
One
title that I consider a treasure in my collection is ‘The Saddest Pleasure’ by
Moritz Thomsen that I found a few years ago and picked up on a hunch only to
realize it was a fantastic book, and difficult to find. Then I read that Thomsen
had written two more books of which I was desperate to find ‘Living Poor’ and since
there appeared no chance that I would find it I looked for it online. I usually
do not buy books online but this was one title I really wanted to read so I ordered
it sometime last month. I received the book this week. I have never been so
happy buying a book.
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