It had
been a while since I “discovered” a new author. Usually, during my long
summer vacations, over the past few years, I would wander into my favourite
book shop in Birmingham and browse around spending a good two to three hours
and coming out sometimes with 4-5 books while at other times empty handed.
Nevertheless, the fact remains that discovering an author is always exciting.
That tingling feeling you get when you have just finished the very first book
by an author you had never heard of before, and loved it, and just can’t wait
to go out and pick more books by the same author, is simply amazing.
Keeping this
is mind; I accepted an invitation to a book event, in Gurgaon, a while
back, wherein Mr. Vinod Mehta was releasing his memoir titled Lucknow Boy. I’ll
be the first to admit, and honestly speaking I don’t you’ll bother asking
everyone you meet this, but I had no clue as to who he was. After doing a bit
of research I ended up at the event, and taking in all the excitement that people
present there were illustrating, I was sure that it was the right place to be.
Now, finding
an author and discovering his/her books is one thing, but finding a whole new
person and learning about his life was a completely different situation. While
the event was full of people who had already read the memoir and came prepared
with questions, I quietly sat on one corner taking in all that Mr. Mehta
had to say about his life.
It wasn't until much later, when I had finished reading Lucknow Boy that I got the complete
grasp of what a life it was. Full of tragic events and surrounded with
controversy and gossip, the fact that Vinod Mehta is still a prominent figure
in the literary world is proof enough of his talent. His tryst with various prominent
people of India and a professional life with its fair share of ups-and-downs,
Vinod Mehta’s Lucknow Boy was equally a story about his life as it was about
the changing times in India.
As I picked
up the re-release of his “classic biography” on Meena Kumari, I looked back at
the event. Now, when I see him on TV discussing political issues on various
NEWS channels I at-least know who he is and can relate to him much better. His
writing style, which would satisfy almost all types of readers, is very
simplistic, yet many steps ahead of the Indian literature that we are being
bombarded with on a daily basis.
However, the
fondest memory about the event has to be the book signing at the end. As I
repeated two or three times to him, amongst a lot of noise, that I would love
the book made out to “whoever reads this book”, I was concerned about the
expression on his face as he went ahead, for it was only when I returned back home
and opened the book did I realize that the reason why he asked me to repeat what
I wanted was because ... (see picture below)