We owe it to each other to tell stories - Neil Gaiman

Friday, 30 October 2015

The times they are a-changin'

Today is the dawn of a new era here on my blog. Out with the old and in with the new, because the times they are a-changin'. Bibliophilia was a blog dedicated strictly to books and bookish things, but as my interests have changed I was starting to feel a bit stifled and did less and less writing for the blog. I didn't want to give up blogging as I enjoy writing and having an expressive platform so I decided to take a page from Madonna's book and embraced a sort of reinvention. Thus Kahaani was born!

In the spirit of Kahaani, I shall give the story explaining the choice of the name Kahaani as direction and replacement for Bibliophilia. I received a copy of the Indian movie Kahaani from a former business associate and friend in 2013. It is a riveting mystery thriller which I highly recommend. I enjoyed the movie so much, because the meaning of Kahaani - which is story is central to the movie. I also loved the word Kahaani that I decided that if I got another cat, I would name him or her 'Kahaani'. 

Kahaani does a 'selfie'
Having said that, Kahaani is also the name of one of my cats. The most peculiar one of my cats, I think. I
found her on a Sunday in May 2014 in a rosebush in my garden. I responded to mewing that I thought was coming from my other cat, Sirius, but turned out instead to be this adorable Calico cat that just peered into my soul and stayed in my heart. She was tame, not yet feral but far away from home, quite hungry and had so many ticks on her. I fed her, removed the ticks, played with her and kept her close - waiting to see if she would stay. A week later she was still here so she went to the vet, got her shots, got spayed, dewormed and became a permanent fixture in our home. And that is her story. I shall elaborate on Kahaani's story as time goes by. I shall also write about Buster and Sirius who are also female companions.

However, I digress.

Kahaani will focus on stories, regardless of the medium - be they songs, movies, series, books, poems or pictures. Content will be more diverse - it may not always be about stories but it will be whatever is intriguing me at the moment.

I have already started with the cosmetic changes, adding all the links will take some time, so please bear with me. I welcome any ideas or suggestions or even questions.

 I hope that you will enjoy this new part of my blogging journey with me.

Thursday, 29 October 2015

Oh Dear Silvia - Dawn French

Who is in Coma Suite Number 5?

A matchless lover? A supreme egotist? A selfless martyr? A bad mother? A cherished sister? A selfish wife?

All of these. For Silvia Shute who has always done exactly what she wants. Until now, when her life suddenly, shockingly stops.

Her past holds a dark and terrible secret, and now that she is unconscious in a hospital bed, her constant stream of visitors are set to uncover the mystery of her broken life. And she must lie there, victim of the beloveds, the borings, the babblings and the plain bonkers.

Like it or not, the truth is about to pay Silvia a visit. Again, and again, and again…

Title: Oh Dear Silvia

Author: Dawn French

Publisher: Penguin Books

Pages: 342

Date of Publication: 2012

Other notable titles from author: A Tiny Bit Marvellous, Dear Fatty

Source: Purchased at the 2013 Exclusive Books Warehouse Sale in Cape Town

The Review

I did not read the book jacket before I bought Oh Dear Silvia. I simply grabbed it as it was a book by Dawn French, who is one half of the French-Saunders comedy writing duo. It was purely on the basis of the name Dawn French that I bought Oh Dear Silvia. I do wonder if I would have bought it had I actually read the back cover - possibly not; probably not, as I was expecting a rather more comedic book than what we are presented with. I am glad though that I didn’t read the book jacket and just took the book – as I would have missed out on a book that I ended up enjoying a lot and made me take pause for introspection.


Oh Dear Silvia is a book written from various perspectives, it is through the eyes and experiences of others we are able to piece the puzzle together of who Silvia is. This is an incredible examination of the various relationships one person has with others and how it is so difficult to understand why we sometimes do things. The lengths we will go to protect and look after our loved ones. It is easy to see Silvia as the villain of the story, until we see the pieces of the puzzle put together and gain understanding, it is just sad that Silvia is not able to speak for herself.

Marvelously told and incredibly heart breaking, Oh Dear Silvia is the kind of story that we all need to read as there is often more to a person’s story than meets the eye.