About FOOTPRINTS IN THE BAJRA (Cedar Books, New Delhi); By Nabina Das

"Fittingly for a poet, Nabina’s novel also has a strong lyrical core. 'Footprints in the Bajra' takes the homely image of the millet field as its central metaphor. ... But the novel is less a thriller about guerrilla action than a subtly colored character study of a fascinating group of individuals who intersect at various points in their lives ..." -- DEBRA CASTILLO, author, editor and distinguished professor (Cornell University, April 17, 2010).

Footprints in the Bajra is a serious book that moves at a smart uncontrived pace. It voices deep concerns about how and why the deprived and the marginalized in certain parts of our country join the Maoist ranks; how they adopt desperate and often terrible measures to wrench justice and to make their voices heard... a confident debut novel, a good read, which will leave you with plenty to mull over. -- PRITI AISOLA, author (See Paris for Me, Penguin-India, 2009) in DANSE MACABRE XXXIV.

In her debut novel, Nabina Das writes about an India where social divides stand taller than multistoried shopping malls. Footprints in the Bajra, inspired by what she saw while touring the interiors of Bihar as part of a travelling theatre group, inquires into why the Maoists have an influence over a large section of Indian society. Das talked to Uttara Choudhury in New York about her book, and its protagonist Muskaan -- DAILY NEWS AND ANALYSIS, Mumbai, March 28, 2010.


"The interspersion of references from both the West and India do not clash. Shakespeare and Lazarus as reference points are brought in with ease, as also Valmiki and Goddess Chhinnamasta, and nothing jars ... The language is poetic and creates visual images of beauty and ugliness side by side." -- ABHA IYENGAR, poet (Yearnings: Serene Woods, 2010) and fiction writer in MUSE INDIA, May-Jun 2010

Shwetank Dubey says Nabina Das ably recreates the milieu of Maoist-infested regions of India -- Nabina Das has chosen the first person account of narrating a story from the main characters of the novel, Nora the sheherwali (urban dweller), Muskaan the rebel, Suryakant Sahay the crafty clandestine planner and Avadhut the frontrunner of all the operations... the book deals with something that no urban resident is bound to know on his own — the life and times of people living in Maoist infested areas and why do they give in to the temptation provided by the Red Brigade. -- PIONEER newspaper, April 25, 2010.
'"If you misrepresent them, they'll abduct and kill you," says Muskaan, our hostess'... goes the first line with which Nabina Das settles everything about her novel -- style, subject and pace... Excellent plotline. Wonderful detail. A beautifully crafted book. -- Karunamay Sinha; THE STATESMAN, Sunday supplement "8th Day", May 16, 2010.

"This is bitter-sweet, if a rather longish tale of a modern-day Maoist revolution and the seeds of destruction and betrayal that lie embedded in it." -- Business World, May 17, 2010

Thursday, January 29, 2009

My Blogger Friends' Haikus from 2008

Last year, not too long ago, I was dabbling in Haikus, that poetic form much tossed around in elite poetic circles! The responses I received absolutely overwhelmed me with their beautiful thoughts and humor. So, 2009, in my opinion, should see these poetic gifts that 2008 got... Here they are:

Rhett said...
Winds wail high and low
It rains like no tomorrow
Nature puts such a show!

Ritu said...
Yeah she's in love with me
Now she is, Now she isn't
Adolescent Romance!!!!

tikulicious said...
crows they fly in the sky
like pieces of black charred paper
drifting from a fire

Too much to lose said...
The spring came,
Colors so bright.
A mortal's end.

tanuj solanki said...
Hot and humid weather
makes you sweat and me sweat
And a picture melts

Mys Lyke Meeh said...
red petals fallen
and the wind whistles.
It landed in my garden.

anu said... trickling words
gnawing at worlds morning
birdsong for all or just me

Note: "Roger's haikus" are already in a separate post I had put up earlier.


Anonymous said...

moist eyes steal
the smile
lips quiver
a good friend's touching gesture
infinite joy

Anonymous said...


priti aisola

mohitparikh said...

i tried my hands on Haiku but failed miserably :(

Nothing to do
a warm winetr sun
I donno if this counts as a Haiku.

fleuve-souterrain said...

that you are trying is a lot... I myself haven't written any haikus to boast till now.