• When I wrote about World Read Aloud Day,  Tom Matthews, Content Manager at In The Book, a children’s book publisher, told me about yet another day dedicated to reading.

    Till then, I didn’t know that 23 April was designated as World Book Day at the UNESCO’s General Conference of 1995.  Several parts of the world observe this day with literary events that promote reading and publishing. Alternatively, this day is marked as International Day of the Book, World Book Days and World Book and Copyright Day.

    Quoting from the UNESCO site, this day was chosen because it is on this date in 1616 that Cervantes, Shakespeare and Inca Garcilaso de la Vega all died.

    It is also the date of birth or death of other prominent authors, such as Maurice Druon, Haldor K.Laxness, Vladimir Nabokov, Josep Pla and Manuel Mejía Vallejo.

    In the United Kingdom, however, this day is celebrated on the first Thursday in March and is already over.

    Why have a Book Day?

    So what’s the big deal about having a book day you may well ask. Especially these days when digital media has changed people’s reading habits. Almost everyone today has a Kindle. Print media is slowly going digital and the only books that seem to be doing thriving business are for children below two. That too is because most parents are averse to exposing their toddlers to the light emitted by screens.

    But, one cannot deny the power of the written word. Especially when it is read from a book.   A book can move you, elevate you, inspire you, inform you, educate you. Likewise, it can depress you, frighten you, terrify you and pain you.

    Whatever the emotion it arouses, the written word will always affect you.

    “A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.” – George R.R. Martin in A Dance With Dragons (bookmark from Wonderflies). *

    To my mind, reading is as important as breathing, eating and exercising.

    There is no denying that flipping through the book, smelling the ink on paper, re-reading passages that you like and even underlining or making notes is only possible with a book.

    And if reading is like soul food to us adults, it is all the more important that we teach our little ones the joy of reading.

    In a 1998 study conducted by Lynn Fielding, it was found that more than 70% of children reading at a higher level at age 8  will go on to finishing high school.

    In a similar study conducted in the UK reveals that there is a distinct correlation between learning and earning. A higher level of literacy ensures a higher earning capacity.

    For more details on the benefits of reading to children, do read this article here.

    And as for the adults, celebrate this day by browsing at a book store, visiting a local library or just picking up an old favourite from your bookshelf and re-discovering an old friend.

    How do you plan on celebrating World Book Day?

    Ciao

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    Credits :

    Thank you Tom for inspiring this post.

    *This quote has been taken from BOOKRIOT’s blog post.

    The photo for the featured image is courtesy  Picsea on Unsplash

     

  • Summer Nightfall

    Summer’s here when  night falls slowly

    O’er a long extended dusk.

    As the sun begins its journey,
    Westward down into the sea.
    Birds begin their homeward journey
    Squawking crows’ shrill cacophony
    Children gather balls and playthings
    Wrapping up their busy day.
    Cars rush by through orange signals
    Homeward to their families

    The air is still
    And hot and muggy

    April still has yet to come.
    But the summer night falls slowly
    Street lights come on one by one;
    Gradually the dark sky twinkles
    Stars and planets burnished bright
    Towers rise like half lit candles
    Reaching to a darkened sky
    And the summer night fall gently
    Wraps the world in its embrace.

  • Tired and jaded by the modern world, many urban Indians are thinking about farming. Hoping to have a more sustainable lifestyle, they are returning to their roots. Or rather, they are returning to the land. But farming is not easy and the rosy dreams of becoming a self-sufficient happy person can soon remain castles in the air.
    About 120 km away from the busy metropolis of Mumbai is the sleepy village of Abje. This village, in Palghar District, is a village of Aboriginals or Adivasis. Their land is protected and cannot be sold or bought by non-Adivasis.  There are just a few tracts of land belonging to non-Adivasis.
    [bctt tweet=”Non-Adivasi lands command a high price and one has to be really careful to check land titles etc before buying. ” username=”viaunishta”]
    My father-in-law bought some land from the village Patil and it has been in our family for more than 50 years now.  Despite being so close to Mumbai, progress has come slowly to this village. There is electricity, a local school, and a basic healthcare centre.
    They also have a woman in the local governing council ( Panchayat). This is not really strange because it is the women of this village who actually wear the pants. The men are too busy fishing in the half dried river and getting drunk on the local hooch.
    Much has changed in the village since FIL bought the land but the scenery is much the same as it was when our family first entered it.
    This post has photographs taken from a post published on this blog in 2010.
    A visit to our ‘farm’ in Abje is always a welcome change from our routine Mumbai life. This unscheduled visit had to do with some issue that we had to deal with our neighbours, the Patils.
    When my father-in-law bought the land from Old Man Patil, the designated law officer for the village, our land was unfenced.  It remained so for at least 25 years. But now, with Patil’s son’s grown up, we had to ensure that our land was clearly demarcated and the boundaries clearly defined.
    Land disputes are common and take years to be solved.
    While we waited for the Patils to arrive, we watched village life go past us in a slow unhurried way.
     

    The villagers are simple people but they are not stupid. Television has brought them up to speed with their city cousins and are shrewd negotiators.

    They have abandoned their traditional bamboo and wattle huts for stone and cement and have discarded their loin cloths and scanty clothes for fashionable city wear.

    And thanks to the rural minimum wage program, they are unwilling to work.

    So if you have dreams of becoming an Urban Farmer, be forewarned. It is not an easy task.

     

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