Thursday, July 31, 2014

Bibliomania in action

The word "Sale" is apparently like catnip to a cat for shopaholics. Me, I am a shopaphobic and, thus, all I would do if you said "Sale" was murmur "Ho!Hum", roll over and continue sleeping. Unless you mentioned a sale of books, though. THAT lights a bonfire under my fundament (and, if you, like Blogspot, do not know that this word exists, check out what 'A' means in ROFLMAO), and I quite forget that I am too lazy to get out of my house, forget how much I hate shopping, and realize that I have forgotten all that only after hitting the shop.

Book sales, though, have normally promised more than they delivered, in the past. I hit the shop, with what little is left of my hair in a braid, carrying a huge bag to cart all the books I intend buying, only to find that the shop is full of those Harlequin Romances. I have nothing against the people who love them, but I am sure they understand that reading books about women falling in love with tall, dark and handsome men is not my favorite pastime - when I am myself short, bald, pudgy and homely (THAT, by the way, was a euphemism for 'ugly' in my times and not someone who is good at cooking, cleaning and all that, as most matrimonial ads will have you believe).

Bibliomania, though, is unreasoning and, every time someone says 'Book Sales', I find myself on the streets rushing breathlessly towards the shop before you can say "Harlequin Romance". Thus it was, again, when a friend posted a message about a book-fair in Jayanagar, 4th Block, Bangalore.

It is all very well for her to say 'Opposite Krispy Kreme Doughnuts' but I wouldn't know a doughnut if it bit me - or if I bit into it. I check up the all-knowing 'Googlemaps' and it says that 'KKD' is somewhere on Aurobindo Marg, Jayanagar 4th Block. The fact that THAT road was known as 'Aurobindo Marg' ONLY to BBMP and Googlemaps was borne on me later when six distinct people swore on the graves of their ancestors that no such place existed in Jayanagar. (Their ancestors must be doing sixty revolutions a minute in their graves. I can vouch for a street-sign that calls this road 'Aurobindo Marg', though you would be better advised to seek the 11th Main if you want directions.)

This Tippu's was both a pleasant and an unpleasant surprise. Pleasant because there were SO many books and I did not sight a single Harlequin Romance (unless they were tucked away inconspicuously, which suited me fine). Unpleasant because the books were all stacked haphazardly. As a book-buyer, you know that if the books are organized genre-wise, you would head right for the shelves of your choice and start looking. When it is haphazard, you blink like an owl at the sea of books and wonder where to start. Also, as a human being, you know that the pleasantness is soon forgotten and you embrace the unpleasantness with all the fervor of meeting a long-lost lover.

Thanks to the fact that I need to keep doing this in Daryaganj, Delhi, anyway, I was not as fazed as I would have been otherwise. I was soon into the stacks of books, though I must admit that my body did not take too kindly to bending for looking at the lower stacks. (WHAT?? So, why did I not just skip them? Are you mad? Does a man digging for gold skip the difficult parts even if all he has found so far is only gravel?)

Then I find that books have been stacked under the tables as well. Oof! What would the world think of a dignified fifty year old scrabbling on all fours under the table? I had made up my mind to skip them at least (Yeah! Don't start sneering, yet!) when I caught sight of a Colin Dexter peeping coyly from one of the stacks under the table.

The hell with dignity. Anyway, what a person would get to see from behind, when I am on all fours, is probably going to look better than the face that he normally gets to see. Before you could say 'Dexter', I had scuttled under the table and was eyeing the books greedily.

Over the next couple of hours, I knew that I was still able to do a lot of things. I could do a half-squat, a full squat, move around on all fours, sit in the padmasan, kneel down, and pose like Botticelli's Venus too. (AND, if you have seen Botticelli's Venus, you will know that my belly is NOT a point of contrast. For that, you would need to look elsewhere, and in places where your attention will cause your effigies to be burnt). The world lost a great comedy show today because there was no-one to take a video of my sterling performance. Why, there was no-one there to even see it.

Needless to say, all those calisthenics did yield a harvest of books. The problem, though, is it was too much like getting a harvest of roses - it comes with a harvest of thorns or, as in this case, aches and pains in muscles, which I did not even know that God had furnished in my body.

I decided to be done with book selection for the day and went to the counter. By way of making small-talk I asked the guy where I could find books from yester-years and he indicated another room and a couple of stacks in the main hall. You know what, after a few minutes of standing around in a non-contortionist posture, I felt up to another bout of scrabbling around. The guy, though, had gone for a leak and I stood around checking out the books near the counter when a lady walked in and took me for the storekeeper.

This always happens to me, though I much preferred being taken for a bookshop owner than an auto-driver, as did happen to me once in Delhi when I was sitting at the back waiting for the auto-driver to finish his tea. Such is the dignity of my demeanor, the elegance of my looks and my sartorial splendor that my colleagues have complained that it takes an act of will to refrain from calling out "Two cups of tea, chotu" when they espy me.

Anyway, digressions apart, the guy returned in time to rescue me from the lady - being no Ravan with the urgent need to evacuate seven rivers through his bladder - and I resumed operations only to find that my restored vigor was more a mirage than reality, though not before finding a few more books.

That, then, was the saga of buying some 23 Kg of books at Rs.200/= for the first ten Kg and Rs.150/= for all the additional weight. There would have been an additional Odyssey of carting it back home but for the fact that Tippu packed it up in a carton and snagged an auto-driver to get me back home.

NOW to deal with the aches and pains - have gloated over the books for long enough!

28 comments:

  1. If you keep visiting one book fair per week, I guess you might become very slim soon :)

    BTW, I like the concept of selling books by weight. For some reason, I have not visited such a fair until now. Will look out for it in future.

    Destination Infinity

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    1. Except in my long gone childhood, I had not come across one either - till yesterday.

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  2. I really need to visit this place. Till when do they have the sale on? Staying in Hennur can be such a bane at times like these :(

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    1. Till the weekend, Seeta! Btw, you could always make it a two-in-one on Saturday - with the meet at my place

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    2. I wanted to... but I need to be at a cousin's place.. had confirmed a cousins meet a few weeks ago :(
      I want those books! :(

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    3. He is going nowhere - it is a Bookshop and the chap says he has some offer or the other going all the year around. The current offer is till the weekend but there is always the next one :)

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  3. Bibliomania- Nice job coining that! I've lived in Jayanagar for years, yet never knew 11th main was not really 11th main...
    Happy reading,, looks like you're stocked for the next decade or so!

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    1. I doubt I coined it, Chaitanya - probably been in use before.

      Ah! You underestimate me. 100 books over a decade? I read 2-3 books a day. Why else did I retire early :)

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  4. This was such a fun tale. I haven't done this buying books on sale in some time. And Jayanagar 4th Block seems so accessible. Did you say Krispy Kreme? Now that is a good reason to go there, I'd say :). I had bouts of laughter reading about your various postures as you scouted for books. Having seen that one room is already filled with books, where are you going to store these? ;-)

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    1. If you are doing it, do a two-in-one and come for the Saturday meet as well :)

      I do have those Delhi diwans - shall have to shift some older books into them I suppose :)

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  5. Too good :) you found any good crime thrillers / police procedurals Suresh sir?

    It is a shame that the sale is only till this weekend - if they extend it to over the Independence Day Weekend - I would hop on to the double-decker train and land in Bangalore :)

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    1. There were a lot, Mahesh! Btw, I think this place is about the best book-shop in Bangalore and the owner says he has some offer or the other going all the time.

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    2. Sir is it this shop?

      http://bangalore.olx.in/pay-less-buy-more-books-at-book-fair-jayanagar-4th-block-iid-662130047

      Description says near Kalamandir and opposite KFC!!!

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    3. Yup, Mahesh - that's the one. The original FB status of the person who directed me here only said "Opposite Krispy Kreme". Later, on my FB status about buying the books, she shared this ad :)

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  6. What a post! And lucky you, getting to buy those books by weight! I guess, any kind of contortion is worth it. Enjoy your spoils :)

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    1. I fully intend to :) After going through the pains of pregnancy, the least you can do is enjoy the baby :P

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  7. Lucky you! Ahh I wish I had the time to go but then with the kind of reading I've been doing (practically nil) for the past 6 months I think I shouldn't...!! And I can only imagine you there between books..ya for that I should have gone! :D

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  8. " THAT lights a bonfire under my fundament.." Hehehe :-D

    Well, have heard about this book-sale in Bengaluru and that they sell books by weight ! I was so excited for we never have experienced such things here in Kolkata. Though we have a great book fair arranged every year and it has now become a quintessential part of Kolkata-culture.

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  9. This is such a super-deal, Sureshji :) Not the aches & pains, but books!
    Even I want! :)
    I was in Delhi yet never visited the famous Daryaganj Sunday Books-market...

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    1. I lived in Delhi for 18 years and it was a regular Sunday ritual for me :)

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  10. Wow ! I never knew reading could be so much exercise !! This is the new mantra for exercise.23Kgs !! You sure carted home a lot of books.I hope you have space to keep it. My only problem in these book stores is my nose which is the biggest enemy. A hint of fungus and that's it. And now am off to check out Botticelli's Venus.. huh ?

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    1. Hahaha! Trust the painter to pick on THAT :)

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  11. First - I enjoyed your post ..as always :) Second -I was good enough with my chocolate brown skin which now, has turned a deeeep green with envy...weird combo! your pain,aches,sprains, the performance, the Botticelli's Venus.... all I understood and sympathize but my eyes inadvertently got glued to 23 KGs !!! Solomon's mines ! ROFCOL.

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    1. You can go deeper chartreuse now :) I bought another 5 Kg yesterday :)

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    2. No, I am merrily back to the burnt chocolate :) I ahve talked to taht jaynagar person and the sale is still ONNNN ..... :"D

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    3. Haha! I know it is - did I not buy more yesterday? :) All the best with your book-hunting.

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