The final (and longest) book in the Rambling On trilogy
My Journey through life came to a T junction.
This is the trip that defined the direction I chose to go.
Two one-track minds merge with train-wreck results.
The girl Graham Field left in England is not the one who arrives in India. Sofia sees the trip as her swansong before motherhood, impatient to exchange backpack for a baby sling.
So begins the journey which is the:
Indian Itinerary of Endurance
A cold snap makes for a chilly reception in Delhi
First-class aggravation in Agra, tension at the Taj Mahal
Backtrack to the ghost city of Fatehpur Sikri, a brief respite from outstretched hands
Non-stop to balmy Bombay and a runny bum
Tunnel vision, reaching down a Goan sewer for the irretrievable
Cross-country to Pondicherry, pondering decoupling
Wrong side of the tracks in Madras
Mind the gap year in Mahabalipuram
Grave digging, scrotum flicking, a big bhang triggers a pointless train of thought in Konark
Striking differences in Calcutta
Teased in Darjeeling, limited Himalayan view
Letting off steam walking into Nepal
Curfew and confrontation, the relationship reaches the end of the line in Kathmandu
Finding solace in a rebellious train of thought, an outrageous inner monologue runs parallel with the travelogue.
This is your invitation to pry into the diary, be the other tourist on the train, a voyeur at the accident, an eavesdropper on the argument. Frown, cringe, laugh and perhaps relate as this traveller dares to recount his reservations.
Here is a chapter from the audio book
So what’s the book called then?
I Would Have Been Finished Sooner. That was one of the many considerations. Over two and a half years ago, when it was decided to turn the Rambling On manuscript into a trilogy, the inspired idea to give the three books a ‘should have, could have, would have’ theme made perfect sense. Starting with the faux pas whiskey awakening, the realisation that I should have left the bottle in Book One. Book Two with its dream-come-true achievement to cycle China lent itself to the I Could Have Been A Dreamer title, but this book – well, it was not so easy.
This book has been written and rewritten, changed and changed again, it’s taken years to get it to this finished state. I’ve changed the title as frequently as my underwear, every morning I had a shining new idea and by evening I discarded it. I was dictated by the ‘I would have …’ (the long shortlist of possibilities are below).
I would lay awake at night going ‘I would have …’ and adding every relevant and clever suffix to finish off the title.
Walking to the school bus I was discussing the problem with my eleven-year-old Bulgarian concert buddy, pillion and backgammon opponent, saying to her, ‘If I wasn’t restricted by the first three words of the title l would have called the book A Life of Chai.’
With the brilliance of a young, lateral-thinking mind, unhampered by convention, rules and all the insomnia agonising I’d been through, she said to me, ‘Then why don’t you write on the cover: “I Would Have Called this Book A Life of Chai”?’
There was a moment’s pause, a microsecond of consideration, I caught my breath, and realised, then voiced, ‘That’s brilliant.’ I visualised the title on the cover, it would match the other two but would also stand alone and this book, although being the last part of a trilogy, does stand alone. In fact, I think as this one has the widest appeal, many readers will go back to Whiskey and start the series from the beginning after they’ve had their fill of Chai. And that is why Book Three of the Rambling On trilogy has a mute heading and an actual title, for cover aesthetics, for continuity, to complete the ‘should have, could have, would have’ theme, but at the same time having a snappy, memorable, clever and ultimately relevant title.
I WOULD HAVE BEEN …
Dazed
Dependent
Wasted
Wasted potential
Falling
Worse
Honest
Wary
Censored
Sentenced
Anonymous
Sidetracked
Limited
Vanquished
A fixer
Happy
Trapped
Effected
A parent
Controlled
Nobody
Ruined
Beaten
Defeated
Normal
Rerouted
Unknown
Average
Wrecked
Careless
A brat packer
Left waiting
Left wanting
A drift (er)
Unstoppable
Nothing
Bored
A writer
Undiscovered
Broken
Unfulfilled
Left
Like this
Finished by now
Finished sooner
Crushed
Restrained
Comatose
I WOULD HAVE …
Gone off the rails
Gone off track
Told tails
Conformed
Held back
Said S’long
Had a novel idea
Fallen
Died inside
Died between the lines
Read between the lines
Only one view
Shared the views
Dumped the baggage
Left the baggage
Lost the point
Got straight to the point
Gone over the edge
Rescripted it
Rewritten it
Seen truth between the lines
Had only one view
Got in trouble
Told it differently
Made it up
Got off
Departed
Led a life of chai
Had shit to deal with
Had toxic problems
Walked the night alone
Woken with the sunrise
Lied with her
Embraced the gloom
Back tracked
Got better sleep
Made tracks
Put my foot in it
Covered more
Uncovered more
Lost the plot
Told the truth
Got to the point
Laughed
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