Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
Loveliness extreme.
Extra gaiters,
Loveliness extreme.
Sweetest ice-cream.
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- Gertude Stein
Ms.
Stein, probably, didn't know the effect she would have on literature
and its idiomatic history when she wrote these lines. Till date her
lines are used either as is or after replacing the noun with the user's
favourite like I have done today. She herself has used the term 'a rose
is a rose is a rose' in her later works. What, however, misses the eye
and mind most often is the last line...which, I must confess, I stumbled
upon while searching for more information on the oft quoted phrase.
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My
mind drifted to these lines after an animated and enlightening
conversation with a publisher friend the other day. He quite
categorically mentioned that publishing is history. It's a business that
has lived its life and was in the ICU, if not in coma.
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His
arguments as a businessman made sense. "Where are the bookshops? Most
are closing down..." He didn't sound paranoid, just matter of fact.
Smart phones had reduced the attention span. Kindle taken over the
physical book space. My point was - ebook still was publishing. He
countered it by saying that even ebooks was not a huge market as readers
themselves were dwindling.
I was not shocked...but yes, I was
upset. There was no reason I should be. I was not a publisher, nor was I
dependent on the industry for my bread and butter directly. But...I was
upset. He sensed it. It must have shown on my face. I asked him, "What
about the huge new crop of writers that was mushrooming in every corner
of the country?"
"They are the rom-com variety. Chetan Bhagat,
Anuja Chauhan types. And the reader is different." I didn't want to
argue...he had a point, but I didn't want to agree. We moved on to a
different topic...but my mind was ticking. He was right somewhere. My
own reading speed and capacity had reduced. Serious reading had taken a
back seat. And "out of the hour and half dedicated to reading" as my
publisher friend mentioned, almost "one hour was spent reading online".
Next
day, I was chatting with friend, older than me, who's a printer. It was
a telephonic conversation. An avid reader, who still, sometimes,
preferred taking a print of an online story that he found interesting to
read it well. He managed his online and offline reading beautifully and
read about almost everything under the sun barring Bollywood gossip.
"Well...once in a while, that too!"
Among other topics, he
mentioned, again, that how and why he preferred to read hardcopy than
online. And then the favourite common love - smell of a book! "It's the
combined smell of ink, gum and paper," he said. Being a printer, he
defined it. What about old books? "Oh, they have a different smell..."

This
was something which all my book loving friends had mentioned some time
or the other - smell of the books. However, quite a few had reluctantly
switched to Kindle. "Don't have space for anymore books. And I can't
really give away books....not even a Lee Child or David Balacci!" said a
friend from Goa.
This was one thing I could relate to. I was
finding it extremely difficult to create space for new books that I keep
buying....because I can't give away the existing books. And my
collection was not just my collection. Books that have been collected by
my parents and I have just inherited them.
Leather bound English
and Russian classics which my Daddy had bought when he was still
struggling on lot of fronts. He used to save money every month and buy
one Russian and one English classic - leather bound versions. Then there
are the leather bound Britannica volumes, which are possibly outdated
now. Huge coffee table about Gold of Tutankhamen, books about
artists....and of course the Sanskrit and Marathi encyclopedias....list
could go on....
And then....the books I kept buying...self help,
management, Shobhaa De, Lee Child, Rick Riordan, biographies, MJ
Akbar.....and again....the list goes on....as I also buy books in
Marathi and Hindi......How to create space for all this without throwing
away something?
So......was my publisher friend right or the
printer friend? Possibly, both in their own way. One had a businessman's
viewpoint, while the other purely an old, avid and compulsive reader's
opinion. But....if everyone's reading...... is the publishing market
really southbound?
My confusion remained. To add to this my BFF
said, "I can't possibly hold a book now. I am so used to a Kindle! And
very happy with it!"
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I
have decided to disagree with my publisher friend. He's right in his
own way. But till the time world's round, people will read....I admit
they might just slow down like me or switch to virtual bookshelf. But
they will read.
And a few like me and my printer friend....and a
senior Marathi writer friend, whom I totally adore for the way he smells
a book..... will continue to buy the hard copy!
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ages....the smells and the content....the context and the
emotion.....pages....pages....pages ages ages pages.......