I remember the last time I read Roald Dahl was in 5th standard in my English Maincourse Book. It was a story of how Roald Dahl had adenoids and how his grandmother took him to see the doctor to get them operated and how afraid he was and what he went through.
Even though he must have had a fired jocose vein propelling him to describe that incident so vividly, I was aghast. Here I was, a student of 5th standard who never knew what adenoids were and he described them as lumps that needed to be removed. He even described what they looked like after the surgeon removed them and put them into the tray right in front of him. I was scared but somewhere deep down I loved the way he had written it.
This was ’96.
Fast forward to now.
I have been bitten by a I-want-to-read-all-of-Roald Dahl’s books bug all of a sudden for a couple of months now. I have absolutely no idea what prompted my grey cells or my auricles and ventricles to have this kind of a craving. But crave, I did. And badly, at that.
I told you I am crazy.
And so, when Popular, a chain of bookstores had a book exhibit recently with some offers, K and I couldn’t resist going and splurging bigtime there. One of the outcomes was that we had strained shoulders carrying all of it back home. And all the other of the outcomes, were pure awesomeness.
Since, I had been eyeing the Phizz-whizzing collection by Roald Dahl for a while now, we bought that set as well. Out of that set, I finished reading The Twits and George’s marvellous medicine.
How, just how can RD write so brilliantly? How does he brew up those amazingly addictive concoctions?
Mr. and Mrs. Twit are two horrible people who love playing dirty tricks on each other. What starts off as an entertaining scheming of sorts by the husband and wife to trick each other in a really nasty way ends in the most hilarious of ways. They become the target of revenge by their caged monkeys, the muggle-wumps. The Twits enjoy catching real birds and making their bird-pies. How can this love of theirs get them into trouble?
George is an 8 year old sweet boy who lives with his parents and grandmother. His grandmother is definitely not the types who dote on their grandsons and regale them with stories. She is a rather grumpy ol’ woman with dark secrets. George who has had enough of her wants to make her turn into a more friendly woman and imagine what he does that?! He concocts a medicine with the weirdest of ingredients and the effect is even more astonishing !
What I love about Roald Dahl is the way his imagination works. I read somewhere that The Twits was a scary concept to the adults because it was written based on the premise that children enjoy disgusting and scary tales. Also, he hated beards as a child and that is evident in The Twits. I love the way he coins a word and comes up with the cutest and most descriptive of neologisms from nowhere. Sometimes onomatopoeia, sometimes visual and sometimes crazy, it is just what makes up for a refreshing light read and takes you to your childhood. Well, that’s what I feel. Roald Dahl + his creative humour = sheer awesomeness.
I have also gathered some interesting tit-bits about where Roald Dahl wrote his stories and how he wrote them. I will share them with you in Part 2.
Have you read Roald Dahl? What is your favourite story by him so far? and what do you like about Roald Dahl? Do you have any author who makes you feel beautifully childish?
A small delight for you all: I just found the link to the pdf format of George’s Marvellous Medicine (I found one for The Twits as well but unable to locate it now) if you wish to read it on your Kindle or phones or even on your desktop during a break! 🙂