Tale of the primary e-book: All copies confiscated from the clicking


The incident of publishing my first book is very interesting. This may not have happened in the life of many writers, but the memoirs of the first book in my life are unforgettable.

In the 70’s, there was a publishing house called ‘Nepali Sahitya Sanchayika’ in Darjeeling. Its founder Shivraj Sharma himself used to go from house to house and sell books as a customer. He used to publish books encouraging the writers. He used to create a literary atmosphere.

One day when Sharmaji came to Guwahati, I made about two hundred Janajati customers for him. Pleased with my help, he said, ‘Avinashji, thank you for your help. I want to publish your collection of poems. ‘

At that time I was a boy studying B.Sc. final year. I had compiled a manuscript of a collection of poems I had written. I accepted Sharmaji’s request and held his manuscript in his hand.

Sharmaji returned to Darjeeling. I thought it would be published in a couple of months. He sent the poem to the press within a week and printed eight sample copies.

I was so happy to receive ‘Pigeon: White-Black’ printed on smooth paper that I told my friends around Guwahati that my collection of poems would be published soon. I got to tell all my acquaintances that my poetry was coming.

But in order for the collection of poems to come, the copy had to be printed in the copy press. It would take some time. On the other hand, Sharmaji has sent his collection of poems and other books to be published to Deepak Press in Benaras.

Unfortunately, at the same time, all my published books of poetry were confiscated and burned. Although all the books were confiscated from the press in Benaras, the eighty-page sample collection of poems sent by Sharmaji to me was preserved for many years. Lost now

There was also a lot of printing going on in the press. But unfortunately, one day the press was raided by the police. At that time, Indira Gandhi had declared a state of emergency in India. The government said in a statement that the rebels had printed pamphlets and books in the same press.

Unfortunately, at the same time, all my published books of poetry were confiscated and burned. Although all the books were confiscated from the press in Benaras, the eighty-page sample collection of poems sent by Sharmaji to me was preserved for many years. Lost now

Thus ended the chapter of the book that should have gone on the market in 1976. In the meantime, I became active in literary activity and writing. The thought of publishing a book remained the same.

In the month of June, 1981, I went to Benaras to publish Haribhakta Katuwal’s memoir. There I met my old friend Dambar Bahadur Pradhan from Assam. While talking, Pradhanji said, ‘Avinashji, isn’t it too late to publish your collection of poems? Why not publish? ‘

I was shocked by his question. There were many poems written but the collection was not published. So I told him that all my books were confiscated while they were being printed.

The All Nepal Indian Literary Conference was being held in Dehradun. After Dambarji insisted that if the collection of poems could be delivered there, a good number would be sold. Preparations for publishing my next collection of poems started. I also carried a manuscript to see the proof of the poem.

Eventually, the book was printed for a week with the active participation of Dumbar Pradhanji. A collection of poems titled ‘Samvedana / O Samvedana’ was printed under the name of ‘Manitara’ Prakashan.

I could not attend the Dehradun conference due to special work. Leaving me one hundred copies of the book, Dumbarji took the rest to Dehradun and sold it.

Time passed. Again in 1984, my first collection ‘Pareva: Seta-Kala’ was published from ‘Nepali Sahitya Parishad Assam’. At last I was relieved that the collection I had received from the press had returned.

I would be shocked if someone said what is the first book of your life. I can’t tell if ‘Pigeon: White-Black’ or ‘Samvedana / O Samvedana’ is the first book. I hope that the readers will understand themselves after knowing this context.

(Interview by Nirbhik Jung Rayamajhi with Storyteller, Poet and Literary Editor Shrestha)





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