Holding so much talked about book which turned a best-seller and commercially successful within days of launching, I cannot help but buy to quench my curiosity to know what exactly makes it the talk of the town, and why is it sold like hot cakes. By far, I have read quite a good number of reviews of the book, and those write-ups have added-in more inquisitiveness and hope about the much-talked -about interesting elements that I may come across while reading this best-seller. Although I am not sure about what I would be writing about after reading the book, there is one thing that I’ve noticed while reading the reviews. The book is based on a totally distasteful and probably offensive interpretation of one of the much worshiped Hindu gods. Hampering the religious sentiments of people has become a predominant trend among the new-age writers, and sadly many of them are rated as the best-sellers of the decade. A good number of them received roaring economic successes despite the fact that they dealt out some very subjective and mostly unacceptable interpretations of deities of some predominantly followed religions in the country. This is where I strongly and vehemently disagree with what the so called authors boast about as the writers’ freedom to write and interpret anything and everything under the sun without thinking twice about the impact it would create among a readers. Religious sentiments, as all know, are not something that majority of the people would compromise on, and using ones literary freedom to make a mockery of gods and religion is disrespectful, absolutely cheap, and a completely unacceptable shortcut to hog the limelight.
I am not against writing facts about religions or gods. I do believe in the freedom of speech and writing that my country offers, but strongly disagree with some of the wildest imaginations of new-age writers, whose thoughts simply go so unjustifiable and downright freakish enough to sell their works based on controversies alone, and particularly those which resolutely swirl around gods and religious sentiments, through ludicrous writings that sell their wild and hallucinated imaginations. Here they fervently interpret religions and gods in accordance with their own whims and fantasies, and mould spiced-up and offensive stories on deities and beliefs of various religions of the world. All these desperate efforts are ‘to make’ a book by hook or crook and hit the market with a big impact, to generate sales with the help of a range of well-cooked up stories and controversies.
With their unquenchable thirst for name and fame, such selfish and profit loving writers leave no stones unturned to churn out as many controversial elements as possible, and craft them perfectly in to their book, so that they never fail to generate a huge amount of negative publicity, controversies, and heated debates, which will ultimately do what these self-proclaimed authors want, which is money and overnight fame. Any remark is good publicity, says such overlooked and overrated writers, and the controversies and heated arguments turn out to be the easiest ways to cash their much acclaimed writings, which are mostly the undiluted and unpardonable mockery of some deity or religious belief.
This is nothing but a sheer exploitation of our very own flaw to get curious about every bit of hullabaloo that arises from nowhere and abruptly takes the world by storm, for absolutely no reason. We fail to see the real reason that makes such hubbubs, and get carried away by the momentary heat and storm that such hypes cause. By the time we open our eyes and see what exactly happened, the people who made the hype-and-hoopla will amass profit out of nowhere and become overnight heroes or celebrities, by mocking at something or someone who has been revered since ages. I cannot help but feel sorry for such overvalued writers who believe that they are the epitome and personification of classy literature and exemplary writing. Such books, mostly, never stand the test of time and die out untimely, asserting the value of classy writing, but yet, when one dies, hundreds come out and take the place, making sheer mockery of literature and writing.