| Languorous days in Ladour Rajnish Wattas Landour days; A Writer?s Journal by Ruskin Bond. Viking. Rs 195. Pages 160. IT takes a Ruskin Bond to turn an ordinary of life into an extraordinary story. And, while he is at it, his words flow with the ease of a mountain stream?sometimes puckish like a torrent; sometimes languorous like a river. Landour Days is mellowed leaves culled from his diary; rather quaint notes to himself. Presented in the form of a cycle of seasons and months (and all that changes with them: be it the sighting of a new flower, a rare bird or an eccentric visitor), life in his home in Landour is never boring. As Bond writes in his introduction, "The journals are not just about writing life. They are about day-to-day living, my relationship with the world of nature (which in some ways has taken the place of religion), and with the people who live with me and around me." He laces his everyday jottings with some of the most insightful reveries on his love for reading, life as a fulltime writer, on critics, writers and the writing process. Always a great one at making light of his personal hardships? the traumatic loss of his father at an early age, a lonely childhood, the struggle to publish his first book and survive as a writer on ?small cheques in the mail? ? the journal makes for a perfect, ?feel-good? bedtime reading. |