05 March, 2021

The All-Seeing Recorder

Ved plunged headlong into life, determined to experience all it had to offer

Ved Mehta 1934-2021
The All-Seeing Recorder
outlookindia.com
2021-01-28T11:28:41+05:30

Mehta hated to be called the blind Indian writer. It described him, but didn’t define him. He knew too many adjectives diminished ‘writer’. That single word was enough.

He was the finest of prose stylists, writing with a care for words and a felicity which appeared natural but was in fact finely honed. No word (or experience) was wasted. His aut­obiography in 12 volumes, Continents of Exile, where each book stood independently, was more than just that. It was his history told against the background of the history of his world—in India, UK and the US where he was a New Yorker staffer for 34 years, winning the Macarthur Foundation ‘Genius’ grant in 1982.

“Call me Ved,” he said when we first met at his New York apartment where he was working on a novel. He didn’t like it on completion, and decided not to publish. Self-awareness was a gift. When I think of him, now gone at 86, I recall a line from Borges about God, who, “with magnificent irony, granted me both the gift of books and the...

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