Sunday, 31 January 2016

Nine to Wine Khyati Sharma

Pihu's life is an open book.Her journey from age nine to the time she has her first sip of wine is chronicled through fifty poems and commentaries on her life. Split up into three sections, this book chronicles the first phase, when Pihu is nine; the second, when she is a teenager; and the third, when she transitions into adulthood. Pihu’s journey through life is essayed against the backdrop of the streets of Delhi. As she blossoms into a young woman from a little girl, Pihu lives her life on her own terms, and comes to understand that life is so much more than just the people around her. She embarks on a voyage of self-discovery, and faces everything from incomparable happiness to the pain of a heartbreak, from the myriad ways of the business world and the competitive rat-race, to simply following her dreams on a whim. The poems are interspersed with a simple and light narrative that takes the reader on a journey with Pihu's life and its many trials and tribulations. These poems, albeit in verse, are thoroughly relatable narratives.Each poem helps you reconnect with your inner self, through relatable experiences narrated in Pihu's own words.

Nine to Wine is the journey of a nine-year-old soul,
Pihu, to her first wine glass. It talks of what a child
learns in school, with her friends, while on vacations
with parents, and while playing outside, on old streets. Pihu
loves enunciating her life in the form of poetry and poetic
prose. She reads them out to herself, whenever she feels like
reliving all those years again.
Poetry in an age as young as nine may not be decorated with
pearly words, but is seasoned with innocence. Innocence that
sees beauty in everything: winters, fairies, tales of Cinderella.
Innocence that is inculpable. She doesn’t understand Sonnets
or Limericks, but she loves to write for herself.
From there, begins Phase II of Pihu’s life: her teens, where
she starts experiencing different emotions. She experiences
friendship, love, disappointment, envy and competition. The
journey continues with disappointments of unattainable first
love and falling hope. Pihu decides her way of life, and a way
to success. She takes it as an answer to the challenges that life
has thrown at her. She unlearns her fears and picks up the
knack to focus on her growth. She becomes a star at school,
then college and lands up in one of the best jobs.
Much to her surprise, she realizes that her soul doesn’t
agree to live a crude, unloving and pragmatic life. She tastes
love again. She feels special and cared for. She makes him the
centrifugal force of her life. She starts leading a life which wants
him all the time - her soul mate. What she didn’t know is that
this was life’s trap for her to fall. She fell, and this time, she fell
hard, hard enough that she thought she lost her feet! She lost
her self-belief. Her nine-year-old enthused soul gets shrouded
with adult fears. From there begins a different revelation, one
that shows how Pihu travels and unravels herself, and how she
reboots her system and regains her enthusiasm. 
x Preface
The book shows the journey of her introspection and
reflection through her diary and poems. It should be easy for
readers to delve into the poems and take a step towards poetry
and those thoughts that live on every day. Some of us are good
at introspection. Some are good at expressing their thoughts.
On the other hand, it is hard for some to articulate their
experiences and lessons. I was inspired to write from everyday
experiences, so that people can connect with the emotions
they feel are real. We witness love, hope, disappointment, fear,
courage, peace and many other emotions in our lives. We are
not super-humans from movies with extraordinary powers
and gadgets to survive adverse situations. We build our own
tools to walk through life. The book brings to life all of those
emotions through the story of a girl, Pihu, who makes her own
way through life. 
The poems
in the book are simple, yet deep. The language is subtle so that
readers don’t find it hard to read and understand the poems.

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