George Saunders is bookies’ favorite for Man Booker prize

George Saunders
Updated 17 October 2017
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George Saunders is bookies’ favorite for Man Booker prize

LONDON: American author George Saunders is the bookmakers’ favorite to win the prestigious Man Booker Prize for fiction with his novel of the afterlife, “Lincoln in the Bardo.”
Six novels are contending for the 50,000 pound ($66,000) prize, including Saunders’ tale of Abraham Lincoln and his dead son and US novelist Paul Auster’s quadruple coming-of-age story “4321.”
The other finalists are US writer Emily Fridlund’s story of a Midwest teenager, “History of Wolves;” Scottish novelist Ali Smith’s Brexit-themed “Autumn;” British-Pakistani writer Mohsin Hamid’s migration saga “Exit West;” and “Elmet,” debut British novelist Fiona Mozley’s story of a fiercely independent family under threat.
The prize, subject to intense speculation, usually brings the victor a huge boost in sales and profile.
The winner will be announced Tuesday in London.


Rickshaw pullers fade from India’s streets

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Rickshaw pullers fade from India’s streets

KOLKATA: Mohammad Maqbool Ansari puffs and sweats as he pulls his rickshaw through Kolkata’s teeming streets, a veteran of a gruelling trade long outlawed in most parts of the world and slowly fading from India too.
Kolkata is one of the last places on earth where pulled rickshaws still feature in daily life, but Ansari is among a dying breed still eking a living from this back-breaking labor.
The 62-year-old has been pulling rickshaws for nearly four decades, hauling cargo and passengers by hand in drenching monsoon rains and stifling heat that envelops India’s heaving eastern metropolis.
Their numbers are declining as pulled rickshaws are relegated to history, usurped by tuk tuks, Kolkata’s signature yellow taxis and modern conveniences like Uber.
Ansari cannot imagine life for Kolkata’s thousands of rickshaw-wallahs if the job ceased to exist.
“If we don’t do it, how will we survive? We can’t read or write. We can’t do any other work. Once you start, that’s it. This is our life,” he tells AFP.
Sweating profusely on a searing hot day, his singlet soaked and face dripping, Ansari skilfully weaves his rickshaw through crowded markets and bumper-to-bumper traffic.
Wearing simple shoes and a chequered sarong, the only real giveaway of his age is his long beard, snow white and frizzy, and a face weathered from a lifetime plying this disappearing trade.
Twenty minutes later, he stops, wiping his face on a rag. The passenger offers him a glass of water — a rare blessing — and hands a note over.
“When it’s hot, for a trip that costs 50 rupees ($0.75) I’ll ask for an extra 10 rupees. Some will give, some don’t,” he said.
“But I’m happy with being a rickshaw puller. I’m able to feed myself and my family.”