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Getting Granny's Glasses Mani’s Granny is seventy and can barely see through her old scratched glasses With only a hundred and fifty rupees in their pockets and a thirst for adventure Mani and Granny set off to buy a new pair On the way they get drenched in the rain run into mules and encounter a terrible landslide Will Granny ever be able to reach the town and get herself a new pair of glasses There are some feel good things places and moments in everyone's life So are in my life And this book is one of those This is my feel good book I always keep this book near me and just stare at the pictures for long Something in this story comforts me This book is simply innocence at its best Written basically for kids the book introduces the readers with vast beauty of nature Kids in their very early years of life can enjoy different colours of nature and learn to observe simple things around them that usually go unnoticedHow responsible and strong the hill people are The book presents visual descriptions of the life in hills and shows the simplicity and care of humble hill folks amidst the harsh conditions in the hills The joy of enjoying the beauty of nature has been best portrayed ny Mr Bond through granny Aren't kids and old age people same? Yes they are Their outlook towards life is full of purity and innocence They make life beautifulThis book is one of those that will always remain close to my heart A good read for children One of Ruskin Bond's simple tales set in a village near Mussoorie Mani and his grandmother maternal take a long trip to Mussorie overcoming few obstacles His grandmother though very old is enthusiastic and hardy than Mani as she is able to take a long and arduous hike about and around the mountain when the bus which was taking them to Mussoorie is no longer able to go forward because of a landslide The visit to the doctor is successful and granny gets a new pair of glasses and she can see things clearly She sees that her grandson has grown than she had thoughtOn the journey back to her home in the bus Granny admires the view outside Things which are mundane to the rest of the travellers are not the same to her Her pair of new glasses have made her appreciate of nature's gifts A simple heartwarming story It's beauty lies in it's simplicity The book entails the intriguing journey of a grandmother along with the grandson in the backdrop of Mussorie The journey of the duo is with obstacles but entertaining Illustrator Sayantan Haldar has made it colourful by his illustrations making it fun to read for the children the narration of the story is simple but still connects to the characters The affection between the maternal grandmohter and grandson is heartfelt and touching The book also effectively showcases the rustic side of rural India and its simplicity What a simple beautiful little storyIf you have ever been to the Himalayasthen you relive all your mountain memoriesafter reading this book Your memories become so clearthe description of the mountains by Ruskin Bond is so goodAnd every story by him teaches lifeto the readers in such a playful wayYou begin to become compassionate againand have the soft compassion that you had forgotten somewhere in the hubbub of lifeSuch is the simple magic of Wondru Pyaaru Bond I enjoyed reading the whole book It reminded me of the pasttravelling with my grandmother in a bus while reading this book In my imagination the happiness of granny seeing her grandson clearly after many years was good It's great because Mani was raised by granny since his mother died when he was one It is a simple story but made me realize to be grateful for having a better vision than most people who are visually impaired It also made me not to give up on our loved ones until they go to hospital to diagnose for what they are suffering Rusty never disappoints As always a sweet little story with the soothing flow of words The best thing about this book is the illustrations by Sayantan Halder They were remarkable Those apples dahlias and beautiful landscapes were a delight to eyes I wanted to be with Mani and Nani until they reach back their home I wanted Every summer we migrate north like a tiny little flock of birds We pack our bags with our baggiest pants flimsiest cottons a bottle of sunscreen a tube of Odomos our laptops and a couple of light summer reads We landed at the Delhi airport greeted by my loving in laws Our first couple of days were spent laughing over lunches and dinners and vegetating in my father in law’s TV room When we got bored we retired to our room to pull out our books and catch up with all the lost reading time And so on the very first night as Little P nestled into the gap between his Dadaji’s back and the bed and listened to his bedtime story Big P and I pulled out our books switched on the AC gave each other a grateful happy grin and spread ourselves out on our bed ready to sink into our fictional worlds Except I had chosen wrong A book about the nature of my soul wasn’t exactly what this moment needed I was dissatisfied and after a while of tossing and turning and then trying to irritate Big P I looked at a pile of books my niece had left from her last visit here This is how I came across a shiny new Ruskin Bond According to the blurb on the top of the book ‘His stories are an essential part of any Indian childhood’ And yet somehow I seemed to have grown up without this essential childhood experience In my late teens I did read The Room on The Roof but I cannot really remember it In fact at a writer’s workshop I once attended I remember hearing a woman go on about Ruskin Bond and I could not understand her point of view Since then I believed him to be an oversell We tend to make much of the few international literary successes we have in our country and somehow I felt he either fell in that category of uber intellectual serious Indian writers who seem to get so touted about nowadays Or alternatively I thought he might be a Chetan Bhagat like writer who proves that success as a writer is one part skill and three parts marketing But now in this moment of craven desperation for a book fix I grabbed a tiny little book Getting Granny’s Glasses that completely altered my opinion of Ruskin Bond In the short story Mani’s old Granny can’t see any Her scratchy old glasses simply won’t do and Mani’s father thinks it is time that Granny makes the two day journey down from their village to Mussorie’s eye hospital to get a new pair of glasses Granny can’t go alone and she won’t tolerate Mani being left alone at home to keep an eye on things so Mani happily volunteers to accompany his spirited Granny to Mussorie Off they go with a roll of bedding a tattered umbrella to guard them from sun and rain and a cloth shopping bag Their journey down to Mussorie is hardly uneventful They are met by boisterous mules a landslide and pouring rain but happily they reach their destination and finally Granny can see Mani’s cheerful “blackberry” eyes fuzzy hair and delight in what a good looking boy she has brought up I finished the book in about 15 minutes flat and it left me so utterly satisfied I was able to sleep a wonderful sleep as one must on a summer vacation Since then I have read several of Bond’s short stories and all of them leave me feeling warm and happy I think it is because it is such a relief to read such gentle writing While my husband lies beside me devouring an old and much read copy of Harry Potter so full of excitement and adventure Ruskin Bond shows that stories don’t always need fast pace magic and spells archetypical characters like a villain or a hero and violence to hold the reader rapt He makes you long for simplicity He makes you ache for a place where you can be so in touch with nature that is merely an extension of your being as he did in his short story The Blue Umbrella I am sure that there are some detractors who think Ruskin Bond is talking about an old India or an India that no longer is And perhaps that is true I don’t know very much of the country I live in These holidays when we went to Vrindavan and Mathura I witnessed such extreme sualor and apathy that I understand why one would not understand Bond and his soft and loving descriptions of the hills and meadows springs streams and rivers But the truth is that India is not just one kind of place It is not just poor It is not just filthy It does have beauty It does have kindness and gentility We don’t see it in our cities so much We can’t imagine it when we read about honour killings and some of the awful things that happen in our villages But it is there I have seen glimpses of it in my short myopic life Ruskin Bond does not ignore these essential problems of living in these different times He does write about deforestation conservation urban migration climate change greed poverty and all those topics which matter in the modern world Yet he is a compassionate writer and his characters always seem to emerge the victorious If a child is patient enough and sensitive enough then Ruskin Bond will transport them to this magical world of beauty and humanity; where poverty is not something to curl your lip up at or feel sorry about but something you very nearly envy for its simplicitySo in the end I had to agree with that little blurb If you have an 8 or 9 year old get them reading Ruskin Bond’s short stories especially before a trip to the hills I found this little anthology by Rupa on my father in law’s shelf and think it is a useful and evergreen book to have on your shelf because you can read his stories anytime anywhere no matter how old you gethttpjollylittlechatterbugsblogspo This is an amazing short story for children loved reading it as an adult though DLoved it it's a sweet story n recommend it to all children to readsure they will love it 😍

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