Call it a coincidence, if you will, but the second book I am going to review has again been written by another geek (i mean it in a positive way off course, grins) from that heavily worshipped institute in India - IIM A. Now looking at what this Mr.Dhar and that other Mr.Bhagat have come up with, IIM A might just as well transform into a School of writing, and pretty successful one at that! Don't believe me, then try this one out - and before that - try my review out. IIM or no IIM, writing is my thing (winks).
Ok, now that the sufficiently funny introduction is over, lets get back to business. Mix-ology is one hell of a read for me, coming at a time, when I have been going through exactly the same emotions as the protagonist displays in the beginning couple of chapters, and which, pardon me, might make this review a bit biased. But is it not another star for the writer, that he has connected with a bloke like me, in the beginning itself and already I am ready to say that the book is good, even before I have read it through? Anyways, that brings us to the rest of the process or the rest of the book left to be read through, which was absolutely a breeze, believe me. Never once, was I able to put it down in the last 3-4 hours that I have read it (yes sir, I have just read the book and writing my own review on it, I should be getting a life, right?). It was well-paced and gave quite a few instances of food for thought time and again. The imagination of the author was awesome and he has really used a nice storyline to put across one of the most serious messages on life, atleast pretty serious at my age. What message? Nothing out of this world as such, the truth we all know, the fact that is ever-present and ever-obvious, the golden principle that still shines or glitters - you curious enough now? So go read the book now - it is just a 100 bucks and a paltry 148 pages - easy on both the wallet as well as the restless mind! But - before this review sounds as something Mainak Dhar must have paid me to write, lets do give a few critical comments - the author is good, the style nice and the content intelligent, however, as Chetan Bhagat has rightly proved, the success of the book doesn't really matter on these 'trivial' things (mind you, I love Chetan Bhagat too, refer to the first review - wow am i marketing guru or what?) it takes something more for your book to be read and loved and talked about, things like marketing (the way I myself tried in the previous brackets), media connections and publicity, and a solid publishing house to back you up! Admit it guys, have you ever heard about Mainak Dhar? He has already written five books previous to this (or so his introduction in this book claims). But again, to give some credit to Chetan Bhagat, Mainak lacks the humour or the entertainment factor, Chetan's books are written for the majority junta and they bloody entertain. Also the language used in this book is a bit too literary compared to the easy, simple and light language used by Chetan Bhagat - in short the book might lose interest of the people who don't list reading as their first passion, or the second, or are trying a book out for the first time, or are reading because they have nothing better to do - see what I am doing - I am trying to put an example of a too literary language, and showing how it can lose the reader's interest (in case you were wondering). Gosh, I have written so much about the authors and so little about the book - so here goes,
It is the story of a young man caught in the drudgery of life, where life is so not what he had expected it to be. Caught in the rat race, disillusioned, toying with the idea of giving it all up and flinging himself in the dream world of writing, he is caught up in an out of the world experience which somehow puts things in perspective for him. Each chapter begins with a really aptly written poem, which frankly captured me, and the poems are bloody awesome. I am not really sure if they are original or printed with permission, but in any case, if the author has written these poems, hats off to him! With the risk of being sued, I write one gem I found particularly endearing -
Stumbling along the road of life,
exploring new paths, yearning for those,
long lost in the mists of time,
searching for a place called fame
Callused soles, tired feet,
scorching glare of the ego's sun,
but still charting the paths ahead,
searching for a place called success,
Never stopping, never looking,
Searching for a place called wealth.
A broken sign on the road reads
'Did you see the flowers on the roadside?'