Thank you Gauri for taking making us a part of his world, for giving a glimpse in to his world along with Jugnu’s and Snoopy’s. Your parent couldn’t have given a greater tribute to you than writing this book and to make you immortal in the minds of all those who read this book until eternity. Yoyo it was a great pleasure getting to know you, even a greater pleasure getting to read about all your quirks and charms. its the beauty of the authors writing skills which enthrals you throughout the book, it keeps you captivated from beginning till the end. He is described so wonderfully with so much sass and character that you are left wondering whether God made a mistake in creating Yoyo as a dog, he could very well have been a dictator whom i would have lovingly followed. The writing is so wonderful that you can see Yoyo in your mind’s eye in all his glory and mischievousness. The words of Gauri about Yoyo are so magical that it weaves a cascade of enchanting pictures in the colours of rainbow. What a captivating way of writing Gouri Dange has and what a character the author had at her hands to write about. I am so glad I decided to buck up and read this wonderful book.
But seeing Yoyo’s picture in the cover page looking at you with those ember like eyes luring you and with a name like “Yoyo Nama – The chronicles of a foundling turned dictator”, i mean who could resist it? After all its high time, I went back to reading my favourite genre of books. I was reluctant to read it at first, knowing the end pages are going to be difficult for me to get through. This book was given to me by a neighbour who knows that i am an ardent dog lover. It used to be one of my favourite kind, but after my dog Pingu passed away two years back I find it hard to go through such books because I know at the end of the book I would have to be a silent mourner to the passing away of such wonderful dogs whom we have come to love as our own through the pages of the book, and it makes me miss my dog all the more with the heart wrenching, soul breaking pain which makes it difficult to breath and go on. It used to be one of my favourite kind, but after my dog Pingu passed away two years back I find it hard to go through such books because I know at the end of the book I would have to be a silent mourner to the passing away of such wonderful dogs whom we have come to love as our own through the pages of the book, and it makes me miss my dog all the more with the heart wrenching, soul breaking pain which makes it difficult to breath and go o It’s been a while since I have read memoirs about dogs. It’s been a while since I have read memoirs about dogs. This book, like Yoyo himself, packs a large colourful chronicle in just a little space.more From the time he trickled into the owner’s life, to the time that he exited, taking away with him some of the delicious madness that he rained on us all, is an era in itself. The reader will encounter here, Yoyo, his many shenanigans, and his legion of minions, fans and victims. Yoyo’s story is told, like a vakkra raga, in a looping narrative that is not rigidly sequential. His sparklingly unpredictable personality, paradoxically, brought purpose and focus into his owner’s Thenua-floundering life.
Starting out on an uncertain unwanted note, Yoyo found his real home, and quickly established himself as the quirky, sometimes charming, sometimes exasperating head of this household.
His spar Yoyo-nama: Like the Babur-nama, the Akbar-nama, the Shah-nama, this is a chronicle of the life and times, the 14-year reign, of a terrier named Yoyo, no less a Mughal in his own way. Yoyo-nama: Like the Babur-nama, the Akbar-nama, the Shah-nama, this is a chronicle of the life and times, the 14-year reign, of a terrier named Yoyo, no less a Mughal in his own way.