I libri sono la mia ossessione, e anche un grosso problema quando vivi "on the road", spostandoti spesso, e cambiando casa, paese, prospettive. Dall'India, più precisamente da Bombay, spedii i bauli carichi di libri, riviste, appunti, diari, quaderni. Era l'aprile del 2003, e poi in India ci sono tornata tante volte, e ogni volta ho comprato libri.
Da Portsmouth, nell'aprile del 1998, spedii scatoloni di libri, libri per la tesi, libri e basta. Oltre ai soliti diari, quaderni, appunti. All'epoca anche le lettere di carta.
No, non sono ancora pronta per l'e-book, così come invece fui pronta per l'e-mail, anche se ogni tanto mi concedo ancora il lusso e il piacere a letter of paper.
Brindisi there are still the old boxes with books of his high school years, Brindisi and my adolescence. Kerouac, Ginsberg and many others buried there, in the closet turned into a boiler in my house with the red metal door to protect the dreams of those years. Those books do not know yet when they come to me, because now I am waiting for the end of March to move to another ... and I have a lot of books (as well as diaries, notebooks, notebooks, notes, paper dictionaries) from Antwerpen to return to Italy ... although it probably will make a selection of books in English, especially those bought at flea markets or second hand, and I'll give them to my friend Flemish Leen, avid reader omnivorous.
So today, finally on leave to go shopping in a bookstore, I bought only three books. One of Crossword, and two used a "Bookfair," always in Bandra.
order:
Mumbai Fables of Gyan Prakash, who is really a must for passionate of Mumbai like me
"Bombay, Bombay
or my dear slut
May I say good-bye to
but not before I will take you in multiple ways "(Namdeo Dhasal)
(chap. 2, The Colonial Gothic, p. 25)
Bridging Connections: An Anthology of Sri Lankan Short Stories, edited by Rajiva Wijesinha because I love anthologies of short stories, and I'm curious to read what is written in Sri Lanka
"I May Not Be Able to send you poems from here onwards ... But You Are My poem" (p. 69 Sms, Sunetra Rajakarunanayake)
Mad dogs and an Englishwoman of Crystal Rogers because I love dogs and biographies of eccentric people like Crystal Rogers
http://www.cupabangalore.org/
It is difficult to say which of the animals dominated by man suffer most. The cruelties of the West are different from the cruelties of the East. For too many years, I have seen the barbarous method by which animals are slaughtered in the reeking abattoirs and alleys of Indian cities. The cruelty involved in the transport of domestic animals, the terrible distress and terrors of monkey exported for medical research. The hunger, misery and bewilderment of animals turned adrift because they no longer serve any useful purpose. The agony of sick and lame draft animals who are still made to work, beaten and over-loaded. All the above descriptions are patently obvious to those who live in the East. But do not imagine that the West is any less cruel. It is equally so. While putting up a show of being humane, behind closed doors, where none may see, the blackest and most unforgivable crimes are committed.
(cap. 14, The Unknown Martyrs, p. 134)
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