Who's more predictable: Dan Brown or Chetan Bhagat? Whose writing is less self-centered: Meenakshi Reddy Madhavan's or Shobhaa De's?
Ahmed Faiyaz, yet another entrant on the 'I'm a published author for no good reason' bandwagon, renders all of the above obsolete with the sheer force of his hideous writing. I'm not being an intellectual snob here - I picked up the book knowing I'd grab it when I was waiting for the rice to cook, or the next bus to arrive. However, Faiyaz's Love, Life & All That Jazz is far too shitty to even be used as toilet paper (pun fully intended).
I don't expect any of the businessmen turned 'authors' (observe palpable disdain) to distinguish between 'who's' and 'whose' as masterfully as I did earlier in this post. Nonetheless, is it too much to ask that they keep their tenses straight? Stop dropping words in their sentences? Italicize entire phrases rather than arbit letters? I can't even get into the plot or the characterization because the grammar in the book is so atrociously distracting.
Who edits these books? Who publishes them? Who in their right mind reads them and then puts up favorable reviews? If I were Faiyaz's English teacher, I would self destruct from the shame of it all. I'd be very surprised if he himself managed to read it cover-to-cover without his head spinning. It's an exercise in error detection.
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