Malgudi Days

Malgudi Days

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Item Code: NAD541
Author: R.K.Narayan
Publisher: Indian Thought Publications
Edition: 2011
ISBN: 9788185986173
Pages: 255
Cover: Paperback
Other Details: 8.5 inch x 5.5 inch
Weight 280 gm
About the Book

MALGUDI DAYS is among Narayan's collection of short stories. The stories written with Narayan's simple style and characteristic gentle irony portray the variety and colour of Indian Life. Narayan, in his introduction says: "I have named this volume MALGUDI DAYS in order to give it a plausibly geographical status. I am often asked. 'Where is Malgudi?' All I can say is that it is imaginary and not to be found on any map ... If I explain that Malgudi is a small town in South India I shall only be expressing a half-truth, for the characteristics of Malgudi seem to me uni versal." Readers cannot agree more.

"The hardest of all things for a novelist to communicate is the extraordinary ordinariness of most human happiness ... Jane Austen. Soseki, Chekhow: a few bring it off. Narayan is one of them". -

"A treat ... he is an enchanter" - Hillary Spurling in The Observer "Narayan's fabled artistic innocence is at once studied and sincere".

Author’s Introduction

The short story affords a writer a welcome diversion from hard work. The novel, whether good or bad, printable or otherwise, involves considerable labour. Sheer wordage, anywhere between sixty and one hundred thousand words, looks forbidding at first, as it might well demand concentrated attention over an indefinite stretch of time. Although my novels are rather short by present-day stan- dards, while I am at work on one I feel restless and uneasy at being shackled to a single task for months on end. At such times one's mind also becomes sentence-ridden: words last written or yet to be written keep ringing about one's ears, to the exclusion of all other sounds or sense. 'When the first draft has taken shape one feels lighter at heart, but the relief is short-lived. The first draft will have to be followed by a second, and .possibly a third or fourth, until perfection (a chimerical pursuit) is attained. And then someday one arbitrarily decides to pack up the manuscript and mail it to one's literary agent.

At the end of every novel I have vowed never to write another one-a propitious moment to attempt a short story or two. I enjoy writing a short story. Unlike the novel, which emerges from rele- vant, minutely worked-out detail, the short story can be brought into existence through a mere suggestion of detail, the focus being kept on a central idea or climax.

The material available to a story writer in India is limitless.

Within a broad climate of inherited culture there are endless varia- tions: every individual differs from every other individual, not only economically, but in outlook, habits and day-to-day philosophy. It is stimulating to live in a society that is not standardized or mecha- nized, and is free from monotony. Under such conditions the writer has only to look out of the window to pick up a character (and thereby a story).

A short story must be short-on that point there is universal agreement, but the definition of a story is understood differently at different levels, ranging from the news reporter's use of the term to the literary pundit's profundities on the subject of plot, climax, structure and texture, with dos and don'ts for the writer. Speaking for myself, I discover a story when a personality passes through a crisis of spirit or circumstances. In the following thirty-odd tales, almost invariably the central character faces some kind of crisis and either resolves it or lives with it. But some stories may prove to be nothing more than a special or significant moment in someone's life or a pattern of existence brought to view. "

I have named this volume Malgudi Days in order to give it a plausibly geographical status. I am often asked, "Where is Mal- gudi?" All I can say is that it is imaginary and not to be found on any map (although the University of Chicago Press has published a literary atlas with a map of India indicating the location of Malgudi). Ifl explain that Malgudi is a small town in South India I shall only be expressing a half-truth, for the characteristics of Malgudi seem to me universal.

I can detect Malgudi characters even in New York: for instance, West Twenty-third Street, where I have lived for months at a time off and on since 1959, possesses every element of Malgudi, with its landmarks and humanity remaining unchanged-the drunk lolling on the steps of the synagogue, the shop sign announcing in blazing letters Everything in this store must go within a week. Fifty percent off on all items, the barber, the dentist, the lawyer and the specialist in fishing hooks, tackle and rods, the five-and-ten and the deli- catessen (the man greeted me with "Hi! Where have you been all this time? Where do you go for your milk and rice nowadays?" little realizing that I am not a permanent resident of Twenty-third Street or of America either)-all are there as they were, with an air of unshaken permanence and familiarity. Above all, the Chelsea Hotel, where I revisited after many years and was received with a whoop of joy by the manager, who hugged me and summoned all his staff (or those who were still alive) to meet me, including the old gentleman in a wheelchair, now one hundred and sixteen years old, a permanent resident who must have been in his early nineties when I last stayed in that hotel.

Malgudi has been only a concept but has proved good enough for my purpose. I can’t make it more concrete however much I might be interrogated. When an enthusiastic television producer in London asked me recently if I would cooperate by showing him around Malgudi and introducing him to the characters in my novels for the purpose of producing an hour-long feature, I felt shaken for a moment and said out of politeness, “ I am going to be busy working on a new novel “Another Malgudi novel?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said.
“What will it be about?
“About a tiger possessing a human soul”.
“Oh, that sounds interesting! I think I will wait. It will be marvelous to include the tiger in my documentary.


Author's IntroductionVII
FromAn Astrologer's Day
An Astrologer'S Day3
The Missing Mail8
The DoctoR'S Word14
Gateman's Gift19
The Blind Dog27
The Tiger's Claw39
Such Perfection52
Father's Help56
The Snake-Song63
Engine Trouble67
Forty-Five A Month74
Out of Business80
The Axe90
From Lawley Road
Lawley Road99
Trail of The Green Blazer106
The Martyr's Corner111
Wife's Holiday118
A shadow....122
A Willing Slave126
Leela's Friend132
Mother and Son138
New Srories
Second Opinion166
Cat Within194
The Edge203
God And The Cobbler215
Hungry Child223
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