This is my first book review, so I thought I will start with the last book I have read. I had bought Revolution 2020 long ago, but did not read it. Somehow In the last boring weekend, I read this book.
Revolution 2020, written by Chetan Bhagat.
The plot: Its the story of three childhood friends Gopal, Aarti and Raghav in Varanasi, the place where everybody goes at the end for cleansing their sins. Gopal, who is the main character in the book, is a mediocre student, who fails to get into a decent engineering college and in the struggle, loses his love(Aarti) to Raghav. Raghav is not only intelligent and good looking, but also has passion for Journalism and cares about the society. Owing to the losses in his life, Gopal surrenders to the corruption and starts a new Engineering college on his disputed land. Raghav starts his journalism and criticizes Gopal and his college for corruption, thus they stand against each other. Gopal has given up on Aarti, but when he sees her, he could not resist and somehow convinces Aarti to break up with Raghav. Inspite of all the obstacles, Raghav starts his own small newspaper and manages to send the corrupt MLA behind the bars and hinders Gopal's dream. Gopal doesn't care about it as he has got Aarti. But at the end Gopal realizes how wrong he has been and gives up Aarti to Raghav.
Review: The story is not new, we might have seen parts of the story in movies, but the writing style of the author is quite good. The characters have been given enough preference in the story and we get connected with them. Chetan Bhagat has always been outstanding at describing the intimate parts of the story in all his books, so if you like reading love stories, you must consider this book. Although the name of the book is Revolution 2020, the story does not justify it as much, instead it revolves around the love triangle between the three main characters. Even in the half way through the book, you won't see a glimpse of any revolution. The corruption, society, journalism, malpractices all seems like an addendum to the story. So if you are looking to read any serious political story, this is not it. But if you are not an avid reader and want to read something lite and quick, or if you are too bored to read something thought-provoking(like i was), you can read this book.
Life of Mr. Bose was quite simple, he was working 9 to 6 to take care of all the three generations of his family, i.e. his parents, his wife and their children. He would go to office in the morning with his black briefcase decorated with nice stickers flashing his name "Mr D K Bose" (he could not put his full name because there were so many E's in it). His work was sufficiently challenging to keep him engaged for 8 hours. He would empty his tiffin box in lunch time and have a serious discussion on Bollywood, Politics, Cricket, etc. And mind it, he was quite witty in those discussions too, he would crack a nice joke on exponentially decreasing size of dresses in Bollywood or how naive the young generation is. He remembers the day when he sang a nice old song of Mukesh and everybody appreciated it and congratulated him on completing 10 years on the job.
And how time's changed, those were the days when people liked him, talked to him with respect, consulted him for suggestions. And now, not a single person look at him without a malicious glee in his eyes. People around him just cannot control their mirth, some even pull a taunt on his half-moon. He always feel the murmur of people around him whispering that song, the song that changed his life or shall we say ruined it. He does not dare to participate in any cultural events, he didn't even attend the parent's day function in his son's school. Each day of his life starts with a curse for the song. Once, he thought of suing the producers of the movie but gave up when he heard his lawyer chuckle on his name.
Anyways life goes on and now he has adapted the new nickname that his colleagues has given him - "Forest" (he finds it milder that "Run D.K.Bose Run"). Sometimes he makes fun of himself and try to jell in the young mass! He still feeds his three generations, the only thing that has changed in his life is the briefcase, now it does not carry his old badge of glistening letters : "Mr D K Bose".
Thanks for reading! do comment if you liked it!
And how time's changed, those were the days when people liked him, talked to him with respect, consulted him for suggestions. And now, not a single person look at him without a malicious glee in his eyes. People around him just cannot control their mirth, some even pull a taunt on his half-moon. He always feel the murmur of people around him whispering that song, the song that changed his life or shall we say ruined it. He does not dare to participate in any cultural events, he didn't even attend the parent's day function in his son's school. Each day of his life starts with a curse for the song. Once, he thought of suing the producers of the movie but gave up when he heard his lawyer chuckle on his name.
Anyways life goes on and now he has adapted the new nickname that his colleagues has given him - "Forest" (he finds it milder that "Run D.K.Bose Run"). Sometimes he makes fun of himself and try to jell in the young mass! He still feeds his three generations, the only thing that has changed in his life is the briefcase, now it does not carry his old badge of glistening letters : "Mr D K Bose".
Thanks for reading! do comment if you liked it!
Its been a year since I wrote my last post on this blog(I have been writing on Rubydubee fairly regularly). Recently I have been introduced to IndiBlogger, Its a very active and huge forum and community of bloggers. Since then I have been reading lots of blog posts by various bloggers on various topics. And somehow I remembered this blog that I have started with so much enthusiasm in my college days(and written some posts that i read and laugh now!). So I have decided to regularly write posts on this blog as well(I hope I do keep this spirit).
Starting with this one!
IndiBlogger is an awesome forum if you want to read random blog posts on random topic and laugh. People categorize their post when submitting to IndiBlogger so you get to read the latest posts on the things you like. To me it looks like just what I wanted! Real people, Real blog posts, Real experiences!
Plus you get to submit your blog posts and track how many people liked it. You get more visibility in the real blogosphere!
And you will also like some witty jokes they have written all around! like this one : "No dogs were injured during the making of this website." Cool eh!
Cya!
Starting with this one!
IndiBlogger is an awesome forum if you want to read random blog posts on random topic and laugh. People categorize their post when submitting to IndiBlogger so you get to read the latest posts on the things you like. To me it looks like just what I wanted! Real people, Real blog posts, Real experiences!
Plus you get to submit your blog posts and track how many people liked it. You get more visibility in the real blogosphere!
And you will also like some witty jokes they have written all around! like this one : "No dogs were injured during the making of this website." Cool eh!
Cya!
ढगाळलेले आकाश
अंधारात राहण्याची सवय होती मला,
प्रकाश पडला तर डोळे पांढरे व्हायचे.
पण तो दिवस काही वेगळाच होता,
ढगाळलेल्या आकाशात एक चंद्रमा दिसला.
काही दिवस वाटलं कि हा पौर्णिमेचा चंद्र,
येईल राहील आणि आभास सोडून जाईल.
पण त्या चंद्राचा रंग काही वेगळाच होता,
दगडावरील रेषेसारखा पक्का मनात ठसला.
ते ढग आता पुन्हा परत आले आहेत,
गेल्या वर्षभराच्या पावसाने सर्व दगड झीझले आहेत.
तरी त्या चंद्राची आठवण मनातून जात नाही,
आणि ढगाळलेल्या आकाशात त्याची प्रतिमाही दिसत नाही.
-Pradyumna Dandwate.
अंधारात राहण्याची सवय होती मला,
प्रकाश पडला तर डोळे पांढरे व्हायचे.
पण तो दिवस काही वेगळाच होता,
ढगाळलेल्या आकाशात एक चंद्रमा दिसला.
काही दिवस वाटलं कि हा पौर्णिमेचा चंद्र,
येईल राहील आणि आभास सोडून जाईल.
पण त्या चंद्राचा रंग काही वेगळाच होता,
दगडावरील रेषेसारखा पक्का मनात ठसला.
ते ढग आता पुन्हा परत आले आहेत,
गेल्या वर्षभराच्या पावसाने सर्व दगड झीझले आहेत.
तरी त्या चंद्राची आठवण मनातून जात नाही,
आणि ढगाळलेल्या आकाशात त्याची प्रतिमाही दिसत नाही.
-Pradyumna Dandwate.
This is one of my most favourite songs. First time I heard it in some movie called Love Actually. Have a look...
I feel it in my fingers
I feel it in my toes
The love that's all around me
And so the feeling grows
It's written on the wind
It's everywhere I go
So if you really love me
Come on and let it show
You know I love you, I always will
My mind's made up by the way that I feel
There's no beginning, there'll be no end
'Cause on my love you can depend
I see your face before me
As I lay on my bed
I cannot get to thinking
Of all the things you said
You gave your promise to me and I gave mine to you
I need someone beside me in everything I do
You know I love you, I always will
My mind's made up by the way that I feel
There's no beginning, there'll be no end
'Cause on my love you can depend
I got to keep it moving
It's written in the wind
Oh everywhere I go
So if you really love me
Come on and let it show
Come on and let it,
Come on and let it,
Come on and let it,
Come on and let it show
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