Secondhand Time: A memoir that will shake your belief

There were new rules: if you have money you count- no money you are nothing. Who cares if you have read all Hegel?

SECONDHAND TIME

I made a rule one day that every time, whenever I get time to visit any book fair, I’ll purchase at least one non-fiction and that non-fiction must fulfill three criteria. First, its cover should be extremely charming, second, it should be bulky, and third, it must be historical. A world book fair was organized in my city last month, I rigorously followed the rule, and the book that got qualified this year was this one.

Last time my choice was Mao: The Unknown Story by Jung Chang and prior to that it was India After Gandhi: The History of the World’s Largest Democracy by Ramchandra Guha. Coincidentally I found a great amount of similarity in the writing of these three writers. All three have written their historical accounts in a very alluring and captivating manner, these writers are able to give you a sort of beguiling feel of reading non-fiction, very much like fiction, and at the same time, they perfect your understanding of history.

Coming back to this book of Svetlana Alexievich, This book unleashed the knots of my mind. My understanding of the real-life of Soviet people increased multi-fold and I felt a peculiar sort of connectivity with the people there. We all are the same in our desires and limitations; it does not matter which part of the globe, we reside in, and which kind of political system we are inflicted upon, by the authorities.

Our country was suddenly covered in banks and billboards. A new breed of goods appeared. Instead of crummy boots and frumpy dresses, we finally got the stuff we’d always dreamed of: blue jeans, winter coats, lingerie, and descent crockery…everything bright and beautiful. Our old soviet stuff was grey, ascetic, and looked as if it had been manufactured in war time.

This book is written in a hybrid style by the author; a mixture of a kind of reportage and a kind of documentary on paper. She is a lifelong journalist and her writing has all those flavors of journalism. Reports.. Records …Interviews…Facts…Quest for truth! She has recorded the voices of housewives, common men, Gulag survivors, and ex-communist post holders. Though she has not put forward her own opinion for the sake of conveying a message of a writer in this book, still she has her writerly craft giving voice to the unknown and lost sentiments.

It is said that Alexivitch is anything but a simple recorder of found voices. She has a writerly voice of her own with great style and authority. Alexievich strongly believes that people who were born in the USSR and those born after its fall in 1991 come “from different planets”. She has recorded some very agonizing and torturous accounts and stories of people in their own words from these periods.

“Russian novels don’t teach you how to become successful. How to get rich…Oblomov lies on his couch, Chekhov’s protagonists drink tea and complain about their lives… [She falls silent]. There is a famous Chinese curse: ‘May you live in interesting time’. Few of us remained unchanged. Descent people seem to have disappeared. Now its teeth and elbow everywhere….”

SECONDHAND TIME

This book is indeed the voice of those people that nobody cares about, She has built up a whole literary ecosystem in this spellbinding book, through the voices of ordinary people who have faced and lived through the time of political pandemonium. She has documented the passion, stories, thoughts, and secrets of all those who were the firsthand account holders of a historical episode that not only affected their lives then but was supposed to keep affecting them for many more decades. This book is an emotional and dramatic chronicle of something very essential of the modern age. I am a contented soul after having read this book. This is an astounding and phenomenal work by this Nobel Laureate!

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When I read Emily Dickinson for the First Time!

When I hoped, I feared
Since I hoped, I dared!

Emily Dickinson

I realized for a moment with a great sense of sadness that from now on, whenever I decide to read a famous poet for the first time, I must keep myself free from any prejudice and presumption. I had heard that she was regarded as a transcendentalist as far as the major themes in her poems were concerned. I do not know, from where I got this notion, I probably learned it from some of the early articles, I read about her poems somewhere. How authentic was that source? I never checked! And meanwhile, I never got time to read her, verifying such presuppositions.

I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Ar you–Nobody–Too?

Transcendentalism is certainly present there, but I also found commonplace innocence along with that profound sapience and susceptibility for Life, Love, and Death in her poetry. She has also written on various subjects like trains, shipwreck, surgeons, contract, lost jewel, etc. But she has filled those ordinary looking stuff around, with the fragrance of her craft and sensitivity.

Surgeons must be very careful
When they take the knife!
Underneath their fine incisions
stirs the culprit,- life!

She herself has claimed that she has her phrases for every thought, but she confessed her limitations as well.

I found the phrase to every thought
I ever had, but one;
And that defies me,- as a hand
did try to chalk the sun

While I was reading this bulky volume, I felt in the beginning as if I were getting acquainted with a young girl, who did not want to disclose her sentiments, and who felt irritated and looked sulky when someone read her and tried to empathize with her sensibility. I felt as if she wished to keep herself hidden. But at the very next moment, I felt as if she were daring me to explore too, proving my thoughts wrong about her hesitancy, telling me how audacious her approach was.

Who never climbed the weary league-
Can such a foot explore
The purple territories
On Pizarro’s shore?

Her poems on nature, love, and life are extraordinarily beautiful and touching. Her sensibility in writing about hope and hunger, about life and death, about exploring and returning is just wonderful.

Tomorrow night will come again
Weary perhaps and sore
Ah, bugle, by my window
I pray you stroll once more!

She has scrutinized almost everything. Her subtle observation enlarged my common sense. There were four- liners giving a sound imprint to my sensibility and then there were beautiful longer poems taking me to her world of imagination giving an impression of her vision. She was humorous at times and expressed herself lightly as well, but she never looked futile. She maintained the depth and gravity every time.

I heard that though she lived a secluded life, she was never disappointed with life. I think she might have been an extremely sensitive introvert who invaginated her sentiments from the world and then from within her, came out such beautiful and impressive rhymes and verses, which made her readers feel instantly connected to her. I am so pleased and joyous reading her and having filled myself with such unique and exotic poetry of this poetess that I am going to visit her poetic world again and again.
That’s a promise!

The soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend,-
Or the most agonizing spy
An enemy could send

Emily Dickinson

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