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The founder of Mumbai’s Quoin Academy has aced the Common Admission Test six times in as many years. But he neither prepares for these tests nor wants to join a B-school
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Once, he sailed on ships that carted oil and timber around the world; today, Siddharth Chakravarty prowls the high seas in search of illegal whaling ships to thwart
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An Old Delhi neighbourhood full of highly skilled craftspeople struggles to survive, to keep some fragment of its poetry in a city whose priorities are far more prosaic.
There are those who argue that the warm crush of humanity is a sign of vitality, but even they would see that the Jaipur Literature Festival is in dire need of another venue. The crush of humanity is at times too warm and too forceful, especially in the main Durbar Hall, where a large slanted mirror that looms above panelists reflects the considerable crowd on to themselves. The festival is booming. We know this because chairs cannot be found. Because the buffet line is abysmally long. We also know this because every author on hand could speak to the press for no more than 15 minutes (This may have something to do with the fact that over 300 press passes were issued). The new order has even forced hardened warriors to adapt: seven journalists from rival publications sat side by side to interview Hanif Kureishi.
Some were of the opinion that the festival needs to construct a pay wall, an arrangement under which each discussion has a price. Others, such as Amol Sharma of the WSJ, suggest that if the festival is to be kept free, “Maybe next year they’ll need a Reliance Rajput Hall and a Kingfisher Bar and a Bose Sound stage?”
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When Shobhaa De speaks, schoolgirls appear out of nowhere. At the end of her chat with Marie Brenner, in which a question about Raj Thackeray was evaded with masterful tact, a young girl asked De what advice she had for girls who wanted to be like her, and write like her. “What’s stopping you?” De asked. The girl bounded away happily. The rest of us were left standing with the memory of De’s reading earlier in the session:
“Prem liked to make love in public places. Aparna looked straight at him. A hanger-on? Sidekick? Sycophant? Chamcha? Kept man? Adulterer? Take your pick, Prem. For a minute his smoke-grey eyes looked darker and smokier. His smile which had temporarily frozen picked up at the corners. He ran his fingers through his wet hair, threw back his head, and laughed. ‘I like your style, Aparna, I really do. You know something? You’re the first woman I’ve met who has balls. Balls of steel. You clang as you walk. Bet you didn’t know that.’”
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I can’t get over it. Someone actually argued that the Kindle doesn’t smell like a book.
Louis de Bernières’ afternoon session with Sunil Sethi was interesting because Bernieres was so singleminded about it. Frequently interrupted by Sethi, he would invariably recover and rephrase the answers the questions demanded. Praise be for that. Here’s Bernières in his own words:
On the nationality of his stories. I always have a problem with seeing my country as at all interesting. And that’s one reason why I tend to set my stories abroad. I never seem to find any stories at home. One day I went to a book festival in France, and I met an artist called Jacques, and he said to me, ‘I love Great Britain’. I asked ‘why?’ He said, ‘Because it’s so exotic!’ He said, ‘wherever I go in Europe—France, the Netherlands, Belgium, Germany—they all seem to me the same. [But] Great Britain is an immense lunatic asylum.’
On why we’re all unhinged. I have my own theories about why we’re all unhinged. We develop strong attachments to ideas and thoughts that are completely implausible. There is nothing more absurd than nationalism, is there? But you could just flick a switch and become a nationalist. The moment some foreigner says something negative about your country, you become really angry, even though you really agree with them.
On religion. The wonderful thing about religion is that it makes you feel at home in the world. But it also sets you up with a whole lot of instant enemies.
On Ataturk. I learned that you couldn’t satirise him because he wasn’t remotely ridiculous. There wasn’t really anything lunatic about him… I once vaguely angered a Turkish friend of mine by saying they should replace the Prophet with Ataturk. He was the only dictator in the history of the world who wanted his country to get smaller. He’s also the only dictator in the world who set up his own opposition party, and when it didn’t oppose him effectively, he abolished it and established another.
On the problem with Latin America. …my publishers have the rights to all Hispanic-speaking countries, and they absolutely refuse to take into account the fact that in different Latin American countries, different things have different meanings. In one country you could ask for sex, and in another you could use the same words to ask them for a cigarette.
On the cuatro. (he’s very good on the cuatro. Ask anyone who saw him play the instrument today.)
By all accounts, the festival isn’t what it used to be. It seems the event had a whimsy and charm about it, especially as veterans describe the past four years. Now, amid the banners and stalls, with schoolchildren, authors, security, and overdressed Rajasthanis, there’s firm evidence that the enterprise isn’t the homely thing it used to be. Crowds jam into the main Durbar Hall, and if you try finding a seat ten minutes after the start of a session, don’t bother. At this festival, you don’t sit.
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There’s something wrong here. Between the Mughal tent and the Baithak, there’s a crowd swarming around Girish Karnad’s table. He signs their copies and sends them off with silly smiles. Meanwhile, Tishani Doshi languishes at a table behind him.
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The Mughal tent is now called the Merrill Lynch Mughal tent. This morning, quite aptly, the Merrill Lynch tent hosts Lawrence Wright, Tunku Vardarajan, Max Rodenbeck and Kai Bird, who discuss why West Asia is susceptible to conspiracy theories. Pithy observations are made, as in when Wright replies to one question with, “Well, Islam is under attack from the West because it attacked the West. So it was self-fulfilling.” He talks about how Bin Laden’s (by the way, Wright interviewed 600 people for his 9/11 book The Looming Tower. Get your head around that number) inability to bring down the house of Saud, and attacking America instead ended up creating the sort of siege of Islam he had always accused them of. “He pulled us into it,” Wright says. Rodenbeck, who writes for The Economist, says that the conspiracies people subscribe to are dependent on their political allegiance. That makes sense.
Wright touches upon his time as an editor in a Saudi Arabia newspaper. (His first visa application was rejected. He succeeded in entering the country as a newspaper editor. Ah, here’s the story: http://www.lawrencewright.com/art-saudi.html ) “Opinions are alright,” he says. “In the Middle East you can voice an opinion. But you can’t report the facts.”
But all of this is lost on a crowd that sees an ‘alternative truth’ in conspiracies. One bearded young man succeeds in attacking the panel, accusing the participants of all kinds of things.
“Firstly, it felt like you people were spokespersons for the mainstream media. Like it was a Fox News or CNN programme. Secondly, the accusations you made against the alternative media are made without any facts, figures or evidence. It was pure rhetoric. We have all read Chomsky—he’s a popular figure, he’s a cult figure. We know that our mainstream media is company-controlled. We know that companies and nation states have their own vested interests. So when the alternative media comes out with some truth/ fact, why do people like you dismiss it as amateur/conspiracy theory? You people were using bitter rhetoric and promoting stereotypes,” he concludes to an ovation, with aunties in the front row turning around to take in the brave questioner, no doubt imagining what a fine young son-in-law he will make.
“Well, I’d like to answer that,” Wright rises to it, clearly in disagreement with the aunties. “…conspiracy thinkers follow me around for my speeches. They want to make points similar to yours—that there’s an alternative truth. And I’ve spent a lot of time trying to talk to these people, because I spent five years of my life investigating the facts, and talking to 600 people about what really happened. It was not just a casual thing on my part. It was a mission to find out what really happened. Those conspiracy thinkers were not on a mission. They wanted to propound their point of view. Often, like in the case of 9/11, they take an idea such as ‘if an airplane struck a tower, it would not fall in that way’. This is behind most 9/11 conspiracy thinking. Now, the experiment of having a fully loaded airplane run into a tower at 500 miles an hour hasn’t been run many times. Twice, that I know of. And in both cases, the towers fell! Evidently that is what happens when you run an airplane into a tower. But from the conspiracy thinkers’ point of view, it couldn’t have happened that way, and if you studied it, it would look like there had been an explosion. It all fell down in one big heap. If that’s true, there must have been explosives placed in the tower. Therefore somebody knew that the airplanes were going to hit, but that they were going to fail. And in order to make it succeed, they had to put the explosives. Who could do that? Well, only the CIA. So they must have known that Osama bin Laden or somebody was going to fly airplanes that day into the Twin Towers, but they weren’t going to succeed, because we wanted to attack the Islamic world. So it goes on and on and on, and ultimately gets to anti-Semitism, because the guy who owned the Twin Towers was a Jew.
But I defend the process of hard-working journalists—who are supported by magazines and book publishers at great expense—going out into the world to find out what actually happened rather than imagining what happened from their chairs in their offices.”
The reply got applause, but not as much as the questioner did.
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