Books
Capricorn
I am a task master in professional life. I am a bad enemy until I forgive and forget. I always keep a large fragment of mine with myself.
My children may do the same blunders that I did in life.
My five novels.
Not reached yet. Life is like a stock-market price chart. It moves up, takes a couple of breathes and falls a bit. Then moves to a new high again. In any case, I still can feel the excitement I had felt that morning thirty years ago when my first poem was published in Ananda Bazaar Patrika!
So many! Each low point feels like the lowest one. But there comes another high. Well… I truly felt low when I had received the first rejection slip for my manuscript ten years ago.
Gulzar
V S Naipaul, Orhan Pamuk, Ernest Hemingway
Old Man And The Sea, Magic Seed, My Name Is Read.
Tao Te Ching
I am not a big movie buff.
To be in the present and forget the past as well as future like a Zen monk.
I wish to go back to 19th century France where the greatest of the artists poured their spirit onto the canvas to express their souls. I wish to spend my morning noon and evenings in those cafes rubbing shoulder with a struggling Van Gogh, distraught Gaguin, passionate Lautrec and so on…
Skill like Leonardo.
The outsider by Albert Camus.
I prefer to write in the night seated by a wide open window overlooking the vista from a large height.
Silence
And then....
No. But unless I am possessed by the spirit of the plot I am planning to write, I don’t write.
Thrillers with no deeper essence.
Write small sentences without tongue-twisters.
Saikat Baksi is an author and an artist. His passions include theology, art and the sub-atomic world. He is a Mechanical Engineer by qualification and works in the Sales & Marketing department of an Engineering Multinational. He doesn’t find any conflict among his roles as an executive and an author or an artist. He lives his life the way it comes and writes about it. He paints what he sees around himself and in his own mind. For him, the world is full of painting and stories. He just lays them down on paper and canvas. Over the years, he lived in seven cities and towns spanning from far south of India to the far north. He felt the pulse of each part of the country he lived in. He shares an intense ‘love and hate’ relation with Kolkata, where he grew up. He does not believe in settling anywhere because, in his view, the settlement is death and motion is life. He currently stays at Anand, Gujarat and cherishes the idyllic charm of the countryside.
Other novels by Saikat Baksi
Something in your eyes
Far beyond the dead end
Did you see the joker?
Fallen Leaf, Withered Wind… And Love
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