Fyatarur Bombachak O Anyanya

I don’t know in which category I’ll classify this book dedicated on the exploits of people belonging to the order of Fyataru. Is it comedy? Is it satire? Is it a vulgar reminder to devulgarise (this is not proper grammar, but who cares when I’m describing Fyataru) our society? I really don’t know how I’ll categorize the magic realism created by Nabarun Bhattacharya but it's a real winner for the lonely souls. In the opening narrative Fyataru, a senior Fyataru Madan recruits a newcomer whom he designates DS, in honour of his favourite brand of alcohol. He teaches him to fly by chanting “Fyat Fyat Sai Sai” and teaches him the principle of the organization – to create chaos wherever possible. DS reunites with his estranged wife in Fyatarur Bombachak who had previously eloped with his client. In Boimelae Fyataru, the duo steals books from Bookfair taking advantage of the fire and creates panic among the security as they flies off with the loot. Quite contrastingly in Subhobibahe Fyataru, they stop a corrupt businessman to get his son wedded a second time after killing his first wife. In Biswacape Fyataru the pair enjoys relaxing moments watching the world cup final in the colour television snitched from a rich man's house for just a few hours and returned it after the match thus creating more confusion in the process. In the vulgarly humorous Rabindrajayanti (Aqua)-te Fyataru the revenge against insult on a Fyataru’s work of art is being taken one year after in the most comical fashion possible. Though Purandar Bhat (is Bhat an abbreviated edition of Bhattacharya) appears in the story but his induction in the Fyataru gang is depicted in the following tale Kavi Sammelane Fyataru. In Bangla Sahitye Fyatarur Abadan the Fyatarus save an author from denouncing alcoholism. The author reappears in Fasion Parade Fyataru where he seeks help of Fyataru who succeeds in avoiding possible elopement of his wife. Embarrassing situations continue in Sadhu Samagame Fyataru where they cause immense trouble at the country’s capital. The final is how Fyatarus create global terror in Global Terror O Fyataru where international panic is created by them.

Thus the Fyataru organization proves their mettle in all of their exploits and though vulgar and coarse languages abound but it provides guilty pleasure for sure. Its parallel can only be Tenida and Charmurti but the version is contrastingy vulgar.

Kaminir Kanthahar

Being a fan of detective fictions, I always try new detective whose name sprout among the numerous books in the stalls. Nirendranath Chakravarty's investigator Bhadurimoshai was one such revelation to me. Previously my acquintance with Nirendranath's works dates back to the days of my childhood when I eagerly waited for the periodical Anandamela whose editor was Shri Chakravarty. His rhyming editorial was sometimes the first thing that I would look into and from so young an age I'd considered him to be some sort of Dadumoni to young ones like us. In the first impression Bhadurimoshai also resembled the grand old man but as Kaminir Kanthahar proceeded tha fascination gave way to increasing irritation at the way Bhadurimoshai was conducting his investigation of a blakmail. Contradictory situations and conversations along with glaring mistakes seemed to dilute mystery but the story seemed to be enriched by the two realistic characters in the form of the sleuth's associates. The first was Kiranbabu the narrator, truly representing the poetic self of Nirendranath, whose description of events vividly portrayed the ambience and the other was Sadanandababu a slighter version of the legendary Jatayu who provided reliefs in the monotonous annoyance of the investigative procedure. The book contains another story Jaal-Bhejaal which is the better one. Though slight mistakes abound and the contradictory slow pace of action not suited for detective adventures, but the plot is more compact and the slight hint of unrealism that also been utilized cleverly to account for coincidences makes it a more enjoyable read. The literary style is also fantastic. But the disappointment includes projection of everybody except personnel of Charu Bhaduri Investigations as unrealistically stupid, superior authority of civilian over police force that is unbelievable. The character Sadanandababu has been the only character that makes the narratives refreshing and gives them much needed realistic touch. A few days after I went through I realized that the main thing it was lacking was mystery in its real sense of term. The criminals were already being hinted at and what remained was the action involving their capture. Thus real mystery solving never found a good stronghold. This will no doubt deter serious readers from becoming engaged to the character though the literary style and storytelling was quite nice.