A gentle and gutsy girl – a short story for children.

Rinky was a fun-loving ten-year-old with short hair and a pug nose. She lived in a very tall building in the heart of Bombay. Rinky could skate really fast, turn cartwheels and somersaults, run the fastest, and swing higher than anybody else. She always wore jeans and T-shirts (except in school of course) and played only with the boys. In her heart of hearts, she wished she was a boy too.

In the same apartment building where she lived, there lived another girl called Shobha. Shobha was a soft-spoken, gentle girl. Rinky found her very “girlish” and “silly” and refused to talk to her. If her mother even suggested that she should become friends with Shobha, Rinky would get upset.

‘Shobha is a stupid girl,’ she would say. If her mother disagreed, Rinky would argue fiercely. ‘She is! She is!’ she would insist. ‘She wears frilly dresses and plays with dolls!’

‘There is nothing wrong in playing with dolls,’ Rinky’s mother told Rinky, not once but many, many times. ‘All girls play with dolls. You too are a girl, Rinky.’

Nothing would irritate Rinky more than being reminded that she was a girl. I am a different type of girl, she would tell herself. Her mother did not understand that. Why didn’t she realise that she, Rinky, was better than all the other girls?

Rinky’s attitude worried her mother, Seema. Something had to be done. But what? Luckily for Seema, fate intervened in the form of Bunty. Bunty was the new boy who came to live in their apartment building. He was twelve and tall for his age. His favourite pass-time was to catch poor dragonflies, tie strings on their tails and fly them like kites. He also enjoyed teasing Ashit, the youngest of their gang. However, his real pleasure was targeting Rinky. Imagine, a girl in a boy’s gang, and getting so much importance from them!


From the day Bunty arrived in the building, not a day passed when he did not pick a quarrel with Rinky. During any such shouting match, Rinky would notice Shobha watching them from the balcony and she would burn with shame. How Shobha must be laughing at her now, for refusing to play with her!

Rinky’s mother, Seema, noticed that Rinky had become quiet and withdrawn. She would avoid going down to play. Maybe this was a good opportunity to convince Rinky to make friends with Shobha. ‘Why don’t you play with Shobha?’  Seema suggested. ‘She is a good girl. Her mother told me she comes first in class.’

This was the last thing Rinky wanted to hear, as she herself was not good at studies. One day, after a horrible quarrel with Bunty, over who should be the den, Rinky bumped into Shobha on the staircase. ‘I want to say something to you,’ Shobha said.

Rinky was surprised. Shobha had not talked to her for months. ‘About what?’ Rinky demanded, expecting Shobha to say something mean like: this is what happens when you play with boys. Instead, Shobha said, ‘We should teach that horrid bully a lesson. And I have a plan.’

Rinky looked at Shobha’s frilly dress and fancy pink shoes and could not suppress her giggle. ‘What can you do?’ she asked.

‘Just you wait and see,’ Shobha said, tossing her long, silky hair, and Rinky thought she saw a tear in her eyes.

Rinky soon forgot about the conversation. A few days later when Rinky was standing in the balcony, wondering whether to go down and play, she saw Shobha downstairs. Shobha was wearing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. As she watched, she heard Shobha call out to Bunty and challenge him to a fight.

Shocked, Rinky raced down the stairs. This was dangerous! She didn’t like Shobha, but she didn’t want anything bad to happen to her. Bunty was strong. Rinky knew it because he had slapped her more than once. When she reached the compound, she found that the others in the gang had collected there too. Six-year-old Ashit, eight-year-old Chirag, Rohan from her class, and his older brother Chetan. They were all looking at Shobha, who was now half-crouched, her fists clenched, like in the Kung Fu movies! Rinky couldn’t believe her eyes.

Bunty was just a few feet away and he didn’t seem to be afraid. In fact, he was smiling widely. He was probably looking forward to beating up Shobha. He advanced towards her impatiently, swinging his arm. All the children drew in their breaths. Rinky looked around frantically. Where were all the grown-ups? But today of all days each and every balcony was deserted. She looked back at the two in the arena her heart in her mouth.

Bunty had swung his fist but Shobha had ducked smartly and in a flash gave him a flying kick. Unprepared, Bunty lost his balance and fell flat on his face on the ground. He got up and touched his face. He looked at his hands and saw blood. His eyes widened in horror.


Bunty didn’t like blood, that was quite clear to Rinky. In fact, he looked as if he wanted to run away, but Shobha didn’t look as if she was going to let him. She was walking towards him, a grim look on her face. As she neared, Bunty let out a yelp and ran for his life! It was over!

All the boys now surrounded Shobha.

‘You were great,’ said Ashit, his eyes wide.

‘Like Jackie Chan,’ said Chirag with admiration.

‘How did you do it?’ breathed Rinky, still quite stunned.‘

‘I go for Karate class,’ said Shobha with a shrug. ‘This was nothing actually. He ran, like all bullies do.’

Rinky stared Shobha wonderingly. What a brave girl she was. Girls could wear frills and still be so gutsy! Rinky wasn’t sure that she wanted to be a boy after all.

(Published in the Deccan Herald, Bangalore on the 18th of April, 1993. The illustrations, by SURYA, were published with the story)

Teenage Love

I discovered this little poem tucked away in a diary I wrote when I was a teenager. There are scores of other poems but for now I am publishing just this one. It sounds silly to me now because after all I wrote it aeons ago but it is a reminder to me that I was always a writer.

I shouldn’t have held your hand,
when you asked me;
because you didn’t really love me.
You warned me of the consequences,
admitted your faithlessness,
even mentioned my worthlessness.
I let you.


I shouldn’t have let you kiss me,
When you held me;
Because for you  it was a game
You emphasised its lightness,
stressed its momentariness,
specified its meaninglessness.
I gave in.


© Nita Jatar Kulkarni

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The time it takes to publish a book

Most writers know the difference between paying to get your book published and getting a publisher to invest in your work. The publishers who do the latter are called traditional publishers. But people don’t always know the difference.

This didn’t matter to me until I got into the game. You see, I have been telling people about my novel for over a year…two years? It’s still not published (although it will be at the end of the year.)

Every time I meet someone who knows I have written a book, I get asked the same question again and again, in different ways.


What? Your book is still not published?

Why is your book taking so long?

Where is this book you’ve been talking about? 

When will your book be published?

All they know is that their old aunt, the neighbour’s son or first cousin has just published a book…and they did it so quickly! How come I was finding it difficult to get a publisher? They look at me sympathetically. I know the unasked questions running through their mind. Has she really written a book? If yes, isn’t it good enough?

I try to explain the difference between publishing the traditional way and doing it yourself. I tell them it can take a year or more to get a traditional publisher’s attention. If a publisher accepts your book, they could take another year to publish it. Because obviously, traditional publishers don’t just publish at any random time…they have their seasons, their lists, and they have deals with distributors. There is a method and there is a schedule. Naturally.

A person who wants to self-publish can do it the very next day, as soon as the book is ready. All that is needed is a printing press. These presses are more than eager for business. You don’t have to try to get them to publish your book. They try to get you to publish with them. Try making just one call, and they will hound you.

So why bother with traditional publishers who treat you like a speck of dirt most of the time (unless you are a celebrity or they think you are a genius). Well, it’s not because you need their stamp of approval but because you need their marketing and distribution muscle. Bookshops rarely stock self-published books. And self-published books are banned from many reputed competitions.

I have nothing against self-publishing or some type of hybrid publishing where authors pay for publishing their book. But it should be the author’s last, desperate choice.

Sure, there are some very good self-published books. But I have seen plenty with bad covers and grammatical mistakes. Poor sentence construction is also common.

boredom-1977519_1280One self-published author had the temerity to tell me: What does it matter if there are grammatical mistakes…as long as the book is interesting! 

That’s one argument I cannot quite digest.


The grey area between a pantser and a plotter

I am neither a pantser nor a plotter. I have my own method. It’s worked for me so far.

Pantsers write without a structure in mind and plotters outline and then fill in the blanks. The pantsers and the plotters. I never really got this distinction. The grey area between these two extremes is just too huge. Experts tell you to do what suits you best. I figured it out, for me.

I wrote my first crime thriller (to be published in September 2019) as a pantser. It took several rewrites and several years and a lot of muddling about. I want a better method. Fun as it was.

The second time around (I am working on my second novel, a sequel) I thought I would try the plotting method. Total Fail. Got writer’s block. So that’s out of the window.

What I did next was write the first half of the novel (rough first draft) and then took a break…because this is where I usually meander.

I started to flesh out the characters in greater detail. Not the main characters like the protagonist and the villain, because I already knew them well. But the minor characters weren’t as vivid in my mind as I would have liked them to be. So I wrote out detailed physical descriptions, personality traits, goals, motivations, and interviewed them, asking them all sorts of questions. This included the characters who play bit parts. It took time and at times seemed a futile exercise. But I enjoyed doing it. I got some interesting plot ideas and insights.


I found out what these minor characters were thinking. All of them had serious personality issues. There would be consequences.

I picked up the draft where I had left off. The protagonist was in the thick of it already but now I knew the parts the minor characters were going to play. It wasn’t a magic pill. After the exercise was over, it wasn’t as if that I knew exactly what was going to happen.

That is why I did not plot or outline the rest of the novel. A few chapters were done this way (the last 3-4 chapters) but the rest were written out as I went along. They were written very roughly, not bothering with grammar and paragraphs. Some chapters were barely a page or so. Quite basic really, not like the first half of the book, which was also a rough first draft.

In the second half of the book, there are mostly half sentences, dialogues without tags, and plenty of notes and questions to myself. It wasn’t an outline but it wasn’t really a proper draft.

The next step is to go back and flesh it out.

I hope to finish writing a proper first draft by March/April 2019 and then the second draft in the next 3-4 months.

Then I’ll give myself a break for a month or two and then go back and write the third draft. If this works, it will be faster than my first novel, but it’s not as if I will be churning out book after book.

I am a slow writer. But it feels good to be confident about the story and the plot. That’s what matters.


Becoming an author

NitapcI always thought of myself as a writer and of course an author too…an author of countless articles and a few short stories. Becoming an author of a book is different though and that is happening soon.

I signed a contract with Vishwakarma Publications for the publication of my first novel after winning a contest at PILF (Pune International Literary Festival) in September 2018.

The novel is a thriller set in Mumbai. A murder mystery. It will be out in September 2019.

Vishwakarma Publications, a Pune based publisher, was founded in 2013. Vishwakarma is also the official title sponsor of the Pune International Literary Festival which is held every year in Pune. It is a part of the Vishwakarma group which is into education.

I am happy that I have been accepted by a traditional publisher and that too a reputed one. And of course the fact that they are Pune based is a matter of great joy!

PILF 2018 – Pune International Literature Festival

This was a wonderfully organised lit fest (by Vishwakarma Publications, MIT and Manjiri Prabhu and other partners) which was held at Yashada, in Pune. As a Punekar, it made me proud. This is the sixth one, but the first one which I attended as I was not in Pune when the previous festivals were held.

Listening to authors like Shobha De, Gurcharan Das, Isak Bagvan and a myriad of other authors and poets was invigorating.

It was also quite interesting to hear owners of bookshops speak out on the shrinking shelf space, which according to them is not really shrinking! According to them running a bookshop is all about the passion. If it is run like a business the chances are that it will fail. Today, with the digital media fast catching up (or has it already?) bookshops have a lot of competition. Bookshops today need to revive the days when entering a bookshop was all about the experience. And one is not talking about the experience of buying toys and other merchandise in a bookshop. But about entering a quiet, sacred space where the salespeople guide you, and talk to you intelligently, helping you find what you want.

Here are some photographs from the festival which went on for three days from 28th September to 30th September 2018. Several books were launched at the venue and it was a place where one could meet one’s favourite authors.

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If anyone has missed this festival, then they can look out for the one which will be held next year around this time.

At this fest, you can hang out the whole day, reading, buying books, drinking in not just thoughts but also coffee and tea. Snacks were available, and yes, a thali too. Toilets were clean and there was a large number of enthusiastic youngsters helping out the attendees. All in all, great fun! It is the kind of festival you can attend absolutely alone. Your only company the books and their authors.

Busting the IQ test myth

Have you ever wondered whether people with low scores in IQ tests are really less intelligent than people who score brilliantly?

If you have, you are not alone. Doubts such as these have plagued researchers and laymen for years. Howard Gardner, a Harvard educationist, was one of the first voices of authority who raised questions about the efficacy of intelligence testing. It was only after the publication of his book Frames of Mind some twenty years ago, that new fuel was added to the fire.

IQ tests test just one ‘type’ of intelligence
In the light of what we know today about ‘emotional’ and ‘social’ intelligence, it is significant that as far back as that, Gardner put forward his various theories of ‘intelligence.’

The ‘intelligence’ tested by IQ tests he said was just one ‘type’ of intelligence, what is called ‘academic intelligence.’ Gardner was hailed as a genius by several educators who said that he had ‘liberated them from the ‘one-size-fits-all pedagogy and given them a framework to help children develop individual strengths – as artists, scientists, or just good citizens.’

Different cultures, different standards
Long before Gardner, fallacies about intelligence testing had done the rounds. It was more or less accepted that cultural differences between test subjects distorted test results. For example, an intelligent Sudanese from the jungles of Africa, with superior survival skills and finely developed leadership qualities, was likely to perform worse in an IQ test than an average school-boy from a developed country. To counter this, tests to suit different cultures were devised, but unfortunately, they never became as popular as the standard ones.

It’s just practice
However, even those from similar cultural backgrounds can produce distorted results in IQ tests. That is because those familiar with the tests perform better than those doing them for the first time!

What are the barometers of Intelligence?
But the most disturbing fact about IQ tests is the limited number of skills that are taken to be the barometers of intelligence. Qualities like verbal ability and fluency, agility with numbers, memory, perceptual speed, spatial visualisation and reasoning are the usual barometers tested. These are not comprehensive, however. Of these, memory, speed, and skills like verbal ability are considered by educators to be simply tools which are used by people for certain tasks, and are not indicative of intelligence.

We just have to think of Einstein to know how true this is. Einstein, a creative genius once said: ‘My intellectual development was retarded, as a result of which I began to wonder about space and time.’ He was, of course, referring to his poor reading and writing skills.

Many legendary geniuses have lacked the so-called logical and calculative abilities tested in IQ tests. Yet these people achieved fantastic results in the fields in which they worked, often producing inventions which the world had never seen before. Often it was their acceptance and analysis of seemingly illogical modes of thinking which have played a part in their creative genius.

When Galileo said that the earth was round he was ridiculed. And when physicist Murray Gell Mann from the Santa Fe Institute said that protons and neuron of atoms are formed of subatomic ‘quarks’ with fractional electrical charges, he too was laughed at in the beginning. But these men had the courage to explore seemingly ridiculous ideas and proved them correct.

Highly intelligent people can fail IQ tests
Einstein and Galileo would have probably failed the standard IQ tests. What the IQ tests would not have been able to measure was their ability to form novel combinations of ideas, amazing combinations which average minds would not have the ability to create. Their brains are able to make brilliant neural connections, the likes of which can never be measured in IQ tests. IQ tests deal in possibilities and work with tried and tested problems, that is their very nature.

Intelligence is taking an idea through to its logical conclusion
Laymen might consider these novel conclusions by geniuses as some forms of ‘intuition’ but this is not so. The conclusions that these men reached were a result of logical and brilliant thinking. They were able to reach them not only because they thought of them, but because they were the kind of people who did not discount any possibilities, however ridiculous they sounded. A standard IQ test simply cannot measure the tenacity and persistence that these minds possess. Persistence which stands like a rock against society’s ridicule. Also, IQ tests are unable to measure the high mental concentration that these minds possess.

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Intelligence is imagination
There is also the imaginative faculty. Writers, musicians, and even scientists possess this to a high degree and it is quite impossible to quantify it in IQ tests. Picasso, for instance, saw numbers as patterns ever since he was a child, and in 1965 A Kekuli discovered the shape of a benzene molecule by dreaming of it as a snake biting its tail – round!

Intelligence is related to life
Besides the creative and imaginative genius, there are other qualities which are not measured in standard IQ tests. These set of qualities fall under the category of ‘practical intelligence’ and consist not only of ‘social intelligence’ and ‘emotional’ intelligence but also an ability to solve day to day problems. Many highly intelligent people possess this type of intelligence and they are usually very successful in life.

Social intelligence includes leadership qualities, good interpersonal relations, the ability to judge other people’s moods and behaviour and an ability to sell one’s ideas to others. A detailed analysis of socially intelligent people revealed characteristics like punctuality and an ability to compromise and see another’s point of view.

A problem-solving ability can mean an ability to read maps to simply finding solutions to daily irritations. Good problem solvers are clear, positive thinkers who do not dismiss solutions because they sound unworkable or because they come from an unacceptable source. Good problem solvers think solutions through before abandoning them and geniuses as well as highly intelligent people possess this ability.

Academically brilliant people are often mentally lazy
On the other hand, many academically brilliant people, people who score extremely well in IQ tests, do not think problems and solutions through. They are used to pat solutions. Worse, their academic intelligence often makes them arrogant and impatient and they are eager to reach ‘correct’ answers. This can make them quick impulsive thinkers.

Academic intelligence is useful
This is not to undermine academic intelligence. This type of intelligence is a prerequisite in certain fields and in most other fields it is critical to have at least an average academic intelligence. A truly intelligent person uses academic intelligence as a tool.

Academic intelligence can be measured accurately
Unfortunately, as only academic intelligence can be measured accurately, it is given the most weight.

Is there a way to measure true intelligence?
True intelligence cannot be measured except in a general way, and by observation, but is there an explanation in the physical structure of the brain? Are the brains of highly intelligent people different from the brains of less intelligent people?

While it has been proved that ‘quantity’ of grey matter is not indicative of intelligence, there is evidence that the way neurons in our brains are wired can give a clue.

Smart, intelligent people have more complex and more efficient neural pathways for transmitting information. In 1985, Dr Marion Diamond of UC Berkley and Sceibel, found that Einstein’s brain had four times more of oligodendroglia helper cells that speed neural communications than the brains of eleven of the gifted people also studied. Other studies have also borne out that people with higher educational levels have a more complex neural web than the uneducated. However, one is not sure whether this is the cause or the effect of education.

Intelligence starts to develop early
Yet, there is also evidence that these ‘efficient neural connections’ start developing early in life, as a result of stimulation which a child receives and absorbs from the environment. Probably an explanation as to why children from deprived backgrounds find it so difficult to catch up with the level of intellectual attainment of those who have had the opportunity to absorb from a rich, interesting and challenging environment. An environment which is not necessarily full of ‘academic’ challenges, but an environment which is rich in the lessons of life.

(This article was written by me for Deccan Herald, Bangalore, and published in the nineties. Amazing that not much has changed and that these ideas are still quite relevant. Even today there is no accurate way to measure true intelligence.)