Showing posts with label library. Show all posts
Showing posts with label library. Show all posts

Saturday, August 24, 2013

tata library

It is rare to find public libraries in India. The general perception of the word public library would refer to an image of a dilapidated old monumental building which is approaching its due date of restoration. The insides of that building would contain dusted and musty interiors in which piles of non-interesting books would be piled up. The books would mostly be about uninteresting topics like Hindi sahitya or on the long ago happened freedom fight of our country or any other country of the World. "So uncool" I tell you!!


In India I  have never really heard from anyone referring to a public library as a place to visit for leisure. Whereas such concept is widely common in developed nations that I visited.

I remember spending most of my time in the public library in Orange County when I was on a one month visit to L.A. It was just a spectacular experience. Since, I was not a local, I could not take any books to home and read, but I was allowed to visit and read books there for as long as I wished . So, it was a pretty good deal, in fact much better than a deal in real and financial sense. That was because the folks there did not ask me for any payment. It was the library of the State and was a service provided to the inhabitants there. Revelation of that facility indeed shocked me. Even more shocking was the ambiance and the profile of the library. It was way way more technical and advanced than the paid and expensive public library in my place. In fact not even my place since I live in Vadodara, and in those days (5) years back I was not aware of any public library in my city. So, I had enrolled in the British Library at Mumbai. I used to visit there once in a month and would loan 2 books which I would promptly give back to them when I was done reading them within that time frame.

Though a little cumbersome an experience of traveling to Mumbai, then traveling within Mumbai (from Andheri to Mittal Towers, Nariman Point) was; but the pleasure of experiencing a reading resource a little similar to the public library in U.S.A was a very enriching one. Every month I would look forward to my library trip and then I would connect my eyes to the pages of a book and my imagination to the Brobdingnagian scope of things that only words within an elements of a book could provide.


That beautiful relationship of mine with books continued for 3 years. Then sadly the British library shut down its brick-and-mortar model and instead got into the mode of business which actually got them into closing down.

With the advent of e-commerce, the process of ordering books online went into a big way with Amazon.com.Though Amazon is universal, but local clones of it also garnered a good business in their respective locations. For an instance, our very own Flipkart; which does excelling job in the Indian scenario.

Though it is not backed with research, but I feel this growing e-commerce in the business of books must have led to the shutting down of the physical form of my British library. Though the library services are still on in the metro and semi-metro cities where the British Council is present, but I am affected in a big way. That is because one needs to have a physical address in a city like for me Ahmedabad or Mumbai which are close-by to avail the library services. Now the books ordered get delivered and also picked up when the due date arrives at the member's house itself. But without a physical presence in both these cities, things got pretty sad for me. Although, the library later came up with a complete online version for people like me who do not live in such few cities, but what they offer is only the online versions. Well that is something, I am not personally comfortable with. Well, itne bhi bure din nahi aye abhi....


I then moved on to the online book stores and also the brick-and-mortar stores available in my city like the Crosswords and Landmark. They are good, but the only issue is ME. I got so overboard with my purchases that my house started looking like one mini-library. I have one room dedicated to books apart from a completely full spacious Victorian book shelf already installed in the living room.Though at times I have even hidden some in my kitchen shelf too; so that my husband does not get to know any updates on my booksie fetish.

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kitchen-library




The successful web commerce not only managed to wipe out the physical presence of the British Library, but I am sad to update that it also took away the brick-and-mortar form of the Landmark Book store in Vadodara. It recently shut down in my city and some apparel store has come up in its place. LOL


I confess of being an online shopper for books myself, but that Landmark store was not that bad. It was good in terms of the realistic discounts that it often came up with. I mostly baited on their 3 for 2 offers, which technically turned out to be a full 33% discount, assuming that I bought all 3 for the similar price.
Hence, another shut down story for books and book lovers like me. But there is some twist here.

Although I feel remorse, but it does not affect me much. That is because about an year back, I did something really smart. I enrolled up at the university library, Hansa Mehta of the M.S. University of Vadodara.

I took an appointment with the esteemed Dean of the faculty and he helped me out by letting me use the services as a corporate member. Although I look like any of those college students that hover in the library, but being in my early 30s, I obviously cannot be one to use the library for free like them.

I pay 1 grand annually for my fascination, but I tell you it is worth much more than that. Though the exteriors and interiors of the grand library look much like the ones I described above; but the contents are way way more. It includes a lot of books on which I have already spent a fortune on; like the ones of Tehrima Durrani and Ohran Pamuk.Of course, I regretted when I saw those obscure and expensive books in the university library.

Regrets like these pinch less when I get to read the The Satanic Verses from the same library. Yes, the very controversial and almost unavailable one; which for an update is banned for sale in the Indian sub-continent for sure. LOL. I have attached the snapshot from the flipkart search, which proves my point.


So surely, the next time if you hear the word public library, do not think of the word uncool at the same time. You never know it might have a book which could be worth a lot in the web world.

P.S: It also has all the series of commonly available fiction for the rookie readers - Chetan Bhagat ones.


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Sunday, June 12, 2011

An interesting visit to local library


Too good....is what I begin with. It was last Friday when I got this book from the make shift pavement library just near to my yesteryear hostel. The library is just bang opposite the Bank of Baroda ATM, so the midget library wala makes full use of the light that comes from the establishment of the street lights outside the bank's ATM. I still had an hour in hand with me, as my husband would have taken that much time to meet me for the dinner at our regular eating joint. I have several of books that are not read and are comfortably resting in my shelf; still others that have been borrowed from friends, to whom I have never returned them back, nor I plan to do so in the near future, since those friends have now turned into enemies. But still the mere sight of loads of books piled up, initiates a fresh cumulus of saliva in my mouth!!

So after a full 2 minutes of pondering on whether to buy-or-not juggling in my mind, I decided to cross the road to get to the side of the open library kiosk at the pavement. I had played a deal with my wavering heart. I will and will only use the library services, I will and will not go in for the outright purchase of any book, no matter how much I loved the author, or however interesting the book could sound. The college kid with his backpack on his shoulders and glasses resting comfortably on his nose was checking me out while I was checking out the books. Even his lenses of the glasses could not make out the difference between a girl and a woman. Though he could not be blamed, I do look like a girl in her early twenties, though the reality is that I am a married woman in her early thirties. Anyways after scanning through the heaps and bounties of books stacked ranging from Mills and Boons to recent popular paper backs to Harry Potter series to the Vampire cult fiction of the teenagers, classics of Enid Blyton , Eliot and Shakespeare all was piled up neatly. Since I generally take long time before I decide upon a book to read, I was also observing the fellow shoppers. A young school going kid accompanied with her father came to the library. Her face was lit up bright with a smile. The radiating smile was obvious to the fact that her summer vacations had started and she was relieved for her schools for being shut for the same. What exactly took me with a surprise was that she knew what she wanted, she shouted “Latest Twillight” to the kiosk guy. Her father took some time in scrutinizing the cover page and the preface of the book before paying up for it. I presume he wanted to ensure it was not some adult series that his kid was planning to read on. The father glanced at me, since he noticed that I was observing him keenly. I had no other option but to smile, so as to avoid his attention. I appreciated him for taking part in encouraging his child to reading, and that to any thing else than a course book. The gentleman was generous enough to thank me back. He shared with me that he himself was a voracious reader at some point of time in his life, and loves to inculcate the same in his child.

I saw both of them leaving happily after paying up for their purchases, and I engaged myself back to my search of finding an appropriate reading material for myself. All through the time, the kiosk guy was advertising to me all the popular books that he finds circulating a lot within his customers. Little did he know that my passion of reading was not affected by the popularity of a trend or an author, but based entirely on the content of the book. After few more minutes of disarranging all from the heaps of the books, I finally found the one that I knew was fit for my reading style. It was the “The Truth, Love and a little Malice” by Khushwant Singh. It happens to be a book from one of my favourite Indian fiction writer. Also, this happens to be his semi-autobiography. What else I could have asked for. When I asked the guy that I intended to take that one home, he surprised me by showing me his surprised face. I asked him what was the matter, he simply replied, “you could have told me that you wanted something on SEX, I would have given this one to you earlier”. I was like what??? How come this sincere book on literature, by the most respected and celebrated writer of my country could be classified in the porn/adult genre? I knew there was no point arguing with him, since he happened to be a road side dweller, who although being uneducated makes a living selling books.

After paying up for my purchases, and giving the refundable deposit for keeping the book in my custody till I return it safely in one piece back to him, I walked towards the restaurant to meet my husband for the dinner. All through the walk, I kept on laughing remembering the conversation I had with the book selling guy. As usual my husband was late for the dinner and kept me waiting for about forty-five minutes. I thanked myself for buying the book, which served as a relief to boredom and also as a forced ignorance to the penetrating eyes of the men in the restaurant on a single woman.

Ten minutes into reading the book and I changed my decision of returning the book to the library guy. I decided to add one more to the personal library of mine.
100 bucks was nothing for the lively read, let the uneducated library owner search for more adult books for me till I finish this one. With a laugh in my heart, I ordered for french fries and fresh lime soda, and wished for my husband to make his wife wait further for the dinner rendezvous.