The corridors of my mind’s stretched,
stretched elastic were my cab’s windows
into the beyond.

The corridors of my mind’s stretched,
stretched elastic were my cab’s windows
into the beyond.
Rajasthan lays it on thick, and fast,
forgotten esthetics rise and shine,
antique silvery streams…
And you, yet unfamiliar, follow me,
up ahead, as much as far behind.
She’s one of those old souls whose entry in our home is opening my heart to welcoming bounty and wellness. That’s who Kanika, my masseuse is.
When she sees deer, she puts to good use a lesson learnt from watching wild turkeys: ‘if you act like a predator, they act like prey.’
She goes to school but for one day, yet she knows so much more than any educated person. It is worthwhile to note, Kya is a born naturalist, and all she has learnt is by keenly observing nature, living amidst the natural bounty of the swamps and marshland.
And the most important lesson she gifted Trevor Noah was: “Learn from your past and be better because of your past,” she said, “but don’t cry about your past. Life is full of. pain. Let the pain sharpen you, but don’t hold on to it. Don’t be bitter.”
Bachman navigates between the character’s lives and the current circumstances where they find themselves, and this is what makes this book special. Each person’s life’s tapestry could be the next man’s; strangers we meet on the pages, and learn to love, or not. The connections, they engage the mind with a prowess that is unique and make us ponder upon how lives intersect and connect, often without our knowledge.