Salman Rushdie: a life in writing | FT 

What a brave man he is! ❤ from Pakistan.

What a wonderful surprise! So happy to see Mr Rushdie doing so well.

So good to see and hear Salman Rushdie again, with his sense of humour unchanged, his wonderful mind, his words.

In an age of fabricated cancel culture incidents it's important to recognize the real consequences some face for speaking their mind. So glad to hear all is better Mr Rushdie!

Long Live Salman Rushdie ❤✨🙏

Rushdie captivates as always, but the interviewer is also remarkably urbane, worldly, witty, and sensitive.

Wonderful to see Mr. Rushdie ❤

It is great to see Salman Rushdie doing what he loves.

So good to see and hear Salman Rushdie again, with his sense of humour unchanged, his wonderful mind, his words. It's been a happy moment for me. With thanks...

Just started _Victory City_ ...preparatory to a trip to Southern India. Maybe, with the political climate changing in Sweden, they will finally find the courage to award Sir Salman the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Rushdieji, you are fearless. You are dauntless.Your are a true Indian. Your indefatigable spirit pulverised the knife that attacked you.triumph of freedom over fear is the legacy you leave behind.you are indeed the modern day founder of a freedom empire akin to the of Vijayanagar of the bygone era on the deccan plateau.

Happy he is back ❤ so good to see my favorite writer again...! Glad so see you again Salman...

0:47: 📚 Salman Rushdie discusses his recovery after the attack on him, his upcoming book about the incident, and his admiration for a resigned PEN board member. 5:57: 📚 The speaker discusses the inspiration behind his novel set in the Vijayanagara Empire in South India and the challenges of writing an epic on the scale of the great Indian epics. 10:43: 💫 The speaker discusses the importance of storytelling as the engine that drives a book and the inspiration behind their character. They also explore the theme of the decline of empires and the relationship between magic realism and reality. 16:18: 📚 The speaker discusses their experience of writing and the decision to write an autobiography, as well as their assessment of India at 76. 21:37: ✍ The speaker reflects on an important encounter with someone who encouraged their writing career and discusses the significance of words in history. 26:59: 📚 The speaker discusses the length of the Vijayanagara Empire and the significance of the number 247. 32:22: 🗣 The speaker discusses the history of the city now known as Mumbai and challenges the false etymology surrounding its name. 37:37: 📚 The speaker discusses the possibility of exploring the British colonial period in fiction and the influence of characters on writing. Recap by Tammy AI

Brilliant interview! One got to know so much more about Rushdie the man and Rushdie the writer. Wishing Rushdie many more novels in the trombone years!

Brave man. Thankfully he's back.

So glad to see him in such great shape emotionally. Those people upstate New York that didnt provide sufficient security should be ashamed because they function on the premise that it can't happen here we are such a cultured civil society. It can happen anywhere in any religion or culture. Organized religion always talks about our God not yours.

Mr. Rushdie! You are incredible! I've just picked up your book.

You are a true hero of our time !.... You shall win the world some day in time .

Happy to see him back !

I am glad salman is doing well

We all (well, not all, but quite a few) already knew what a fantastic man Mr Rushdie is. But the interviewer is also a remarkable man. Who is he?

I admire this man - the fatwa and the attack on him should never have happened. Have read a few of his books and even though The Satanic Verses or The Midnight Children didn't attract my attention, other of his books did. His talent should not be constrained by foaming-at-the-mouth fanatics.

Good luck Mr Rushdie

🎯 Key Takeaways for quick navigation: 00:54 📚 *Salman Rushdie, recovering from a life-threatening attack, discusses his recent PEN Centenary Courage Award and his upcoming book about the incident.* 01:52 📖 *Rushdie explains his return to a more direct and shorter narrative in his 21st book, set in 14th-15th century India, after exploring contemporary* 27:09 📜 *Salman Rushdie chose the specific duration of 247 years for Pampa Kampana's life in "The Golden House" to align with the actual timeline of the Vijayanagara Empire.* 28:32 🖋️ *Salman Rushdie expresses his hope that the current trend of cultural appropriation concerns in literature is a passing fad, emphasizing the necessity for novelists to freely explore diverse characters and backgrounds.* 29:56 📚 *Salman Rushdie shares a supposed Faulkner quote, highlighting the* Made with HARPA AI

Glad he survived the attack and he is genuinely a very strong and inspiring personality. I don’t agree with his views on modern day India though, but he has raised some valid points that I hadn’t thought much about before. It is still sad that even in the 21st century, people choose violence over peaceful dialogue. Disagreeing is okay, silencing someone else’s voice just because you disagree is not.

So good to see Salman still kicking a$$.

so glad to see him unbowed and still his usual self in spite of everything.

Excellent interview... welcome back, Kotter..!

The way to convince people to go along with what’s right. Appeal to their self interest. I know that sounds counterintuitive and it shouldn’t work that way but it does.

Great introduction to a new book 📖 just ordered one ! So good to see SR in such positive spirit 🙌

And in Chautauqua, where I was once writing . So sad for this.

It's an outrage what elements of the 'religious' community have done to this man. Salman Rushdie, is by far more creative, intelligent and moral than they will ever be..

Beautiful man

my mans bringing back that Deer Hunter drip like a straight g

THIRD CUT B.FRANKLIN: It is the wont of a fool To take a recommendation and appeal As instance for a flattery of himself,-- Not the condign redress of the askew. It is an extraordinary fortitude When circumstance compels a nightingale Compose a tune for flattering the ears of A deafened bat. What may one say in this? How do men the like to this bear their days, Without a moment for purse and pertinent query;-- Yet ply on with it with that sense of dignity Admitted in consummate accomplishment In harvest of the genuine grapes of life? A yet unquestioned way of life is as vain As dainty garment on a sculptured icon. How may true happiness befriend a heart That is corrupt and dubious in its ways,-- When it is cognisant that, like a vulture, Its corpulence derives from feasting on carrion? He thinks much of his purse than anything Respecting this life. Our chase and catch of wealth Can so grossly impair our faculty; And make a conquerer of gold stride a mound Yet be convinced it is the pinnacle. The ecstasy derived from catching wealth And owning chests of gold, can be imitated By any rogue that cuts purses in the street, Else stealthily in alleys of public institutions:-- But the fulfilment that definitely consorts Inherent affluence,-- an uberty of the mind,-- Is far beyond the duplication of Uncultured souls. By airy tutelage, We go through a gradation in understanding; And wean ourselves of the impurities That curtail our conformity to culture And noble principles. But in men the like to this, It seems the great assimilation of letters Did not avail in winnowing their faculty Of the unwanted chaffs of character; And they have merely passed the desks of school Without the fundamental passage of The books of it;-- else did, but only of such Associated with the folly of deeming letters The legible scrawls of crowfoot on selected pages. The ultimate end of man is melioration; The cultivation of his thinking power Till he attains that point of knowledge in which His whole being is resplendent as a star. But not quite so the pointed aim of these men. A day in solitude is indolence If in the stretch of hours accorded it We did condone an idle fold of arms And did not ply our strength of faculty In that assiduous industry entail In ploughing the field of thought for rhetorics, Else the engagement of a riddle of chance For a response in remedy of aught. But the accepted fashion of this genteel class Is the unquestioned worship of idleness;-- A fold of arms and snore of faculty,-- A dissipate of time on the altar of leisure, Which they profess is the the true hallmark of Refined society. But, for myself, Assured one day I likewise shall be stiff,-- Unconscious and immaterial to life As this acquired furniture,-- I breathe each day In full acknowledge of that with breath That is as liberating of the human will As anvil the particular instrument Intended by the embers in a furnace. Though purchased by the stealthiest of means,-- Let the kite soar and soar till it obtains The pinnacle,-- as natural to its kind, It shall still suffer from inferior complex. It is a mingle of avarice and ignorance,-- As held for many ages in feudal system. He shall not practise it on Pennsylvania. I shall deploy my reputation in this isle As if an instrument and carve with it Till I succeed in framing a circumstance In which when the impending investiture For the particular colony in which Comprises likewise Pennsylvania,-- The character for the post shall sure be one That is approximate to whom I wish, It seems a replication of myself in the office. If rather like immortal Jupiter I could obtain it with a spear of lightning, Why should I hesitate, knowing by that, I quell the likely umpire for rivalry Beyond any dispute and lastingly? CURTAIN. 5:52am 22-5-2023

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He is lone wolf 🐺

I have only read Midnight Children, and that was many years ago. I dwell and scrawl from a place as remote and dim as the moon. As Tony Morrison and some among the advanced in days have done-- dropped from the breathing tree under the sun, Rushdie is that high too and will soon disappear on me. Ere that occurs, someone show him this excerpt from my recent--forty third play-- and let himself know or not if this one single sampled scene from the play juxtaposes adequately with any single scene taken from Shakespeare's Machbeth,-- hence worthy of his interest, before, as others, nature calls and I have to append his to my contemporaries that are denied the privilege of a good juxtaposition with our inimitable Shakespeare even in drama-- clash of twain titans in English dramatic verse. I forget, this is not sport or one of our modern things. As usual, I anticipate apathy-- feigned or not, on sighting of my lines-- by literature loving people.

I'm so sad about what happened to this poor man. He didn't deserve to have his life threatened or to be maimed like he has been.

Islam fascist couldn't break this great man. Long live Mr. Rushdie.

Nice interview. Hope to see Shiv khera or Sobers Rodrigues next.

to borrow from a batman movie trailer : when you make yourself more than just a man, you become something else entiirely. Mr Rushdie is not just his brilliant books, he is a living breathing idea of pure courage, faith and enthusiasm about life itself.

God Bless You Salman!

The interviewer is a pain to listen to. Salmon Rushdie is, conversely, a pleasure to listen to.

Saheb ji Khomeini eyk sardarji from amritsar hey

Allah hu Akbar to you Salman

A well deserved award.

Salmán, not Salmàn.

Yeh kana q hai

Did the interviewer say vagina instead of vijayanagara empire ?

He's brilliant

Quite disgusting how many celebrated this attack. So many evil people.

The has the right to write books

SECOND CUT PENN: Good day to you too, gentleman. FRANKLIN: Your entrance is in derogation of the hour We stipulated for this meeting here. If it was but a personal business, Trust me, I will not suffer the least hand on my clock Condone this misdirection of my time. PENN: As the elected tribune of that horde That foisted this unnecessary idleness Upon my clock,-- you should be gracious that I yielded to it; and rather emphasis that Than groan about my clockness in tending it: For be you cognisant of this one fact;-- The frequent yelp of some disgruntled curs Is hardly an event for proper stir From the point of view of a gentler breed. B.FRANKLIN: A shrub That is a denizen at the mountain's brow Is still not taller than the pines at the slope. Aside the ordinary uses of penny, What other furtherance is in the name Penn In Pennsylvania? PENN: This is a most intolerable dissipation Of my quite precious hour; hence while at it, I still prefer a frugal and direct Utility of it, than any further waste, As this derailment from the actual talk For which we greet apparently infers. Now, to the purpose of the meeting,-- and swift. B.FRANKLIN: I will oblige your mood, Since not myself but those I deputize Urge my own humour in this. The people in The populous colony of Pennsylvania Prefer that henceforth your own family Should graciously endeavour and align itself With the will of their popular assembly In matters that pertains to taxation, Since it attunes with the legitimate charter Established by your own predecessor, The founder of the colony. PENN: My father founded it By virtue of a seal from the British Crown; Which doing so, did not expressly or otherwise Confer on him authority to form A charter for the novel colony. It was his personal whim that gave birth to The document; hence brags no legitimacy Beyond the boundary of his individual will. Now that he is no more, so likewise is That gambol of an idle thought from him. B.FRANKLIN: You may consider it how you list; But far beyond your individual view There is popular consensus of opinion In Pennsylvania that regards it as A legal deed; as sacrosanct to them As Moses' ten commandments. Beside this fact, The status of your family in the colony Is quite absurd and extraordinary. It plagiarise on feudal ownership; And being so, blatantly infringes on The current ideal of individual ownership Endorsed by the subsisting colonies. As reason in this matter urge you do;-- You should comply. PENN: Comply? I should oblige their will? those simpletons,-- Who do not prioritise in their decisions; Hence in the hierarchy of likelihood, Are limited,-- consigned to the laughable flat. Oblige their will,-- that in this regard is as, Their rearing the presumption of a castle Upon the folly of a tenement? My family and name possess that much Of Pennsylvania; and shall keep it so,-- Exempt from any levy that denotes Authority beside the Crown and Parliament. B.FRANKLIN: This is the tone of a mere swindler! PENN: Your fame abroad this realm,-- Primarily obtained by your fondling with Electricity,-- is a thing of interest Only to all the idle lettered heads Discovered in it. As you may have mistaken, It does not capture the attention of The actual, foremost names of consequence. Hence if you falsely lean on it in presuming Your own advantage in your dealing with me, You might accost a sort of disappointment You did not contemplate. In this society, The principal arbiters in any issue Are from the owning class, the higher brows;-- A point in peership which your utmost rise Would not dare dream. B.FRANKLIN: You have the privilege, hence chew on. But later you shall find,-- the lion's tail Is a commodity of pride you bite At the expense of further use of your teeth. PENN: By virtue of my blood, I have the badge and license in fellowship With the elite of means in this society; And shall see that eventually you despair In your pursued sinister campaign For squeezing penny from the purse of Penn. Good day! (Exit Penn.)

he has no idea how hard it is to be a college athlete.

The interviewer was horrible. Thank you Mr. Rushdie.

As your name sound

FIRST CUT THE AMERICAN REVOLUTION Part Two 2:31am 22-5-2023 ACT 1 SCENE 1 CURTAIN. In London, England. In a public guest house. Curtain reveals Benjamin Franklin. B.FRANKLIN: Life is a temporal journey And our days are much like a farer in a cart; Who at the climax of his trip dismounts, And pines the wasting memory of the course As the relinquished vehicle vanish from sight: Yet as if for a nobler aim in view, We race on till that inexorable end. Since I wot how ephemeral these noons, I am diverting my days in engagements That may imprint my name indelibly Within the bright wheel of the orbiting sun. I am dying my hair with urgent deeds That shall prevent them from becoming grey; Hence crown me in undying youthfulness. This vehicle of my conscious seasons I shall eventually relinquish to dust Beneath a tomb;-- hence ere that fated date, I shall extract as much of myself from it With executions that will stand me apart From the corse that is mourned at my funeral. If I account the times I did allot Persuasive utterance to this opinion, I will sum up sufficing flight of days In meditating on it, but in all of them, Such dearth in minutes for a single step In motioning to fruition;-- my dilemma Apprises me of how primal our common fault In plying our existence in this limitary, Yet boundless saddle of conceivable dreams. In the inhabited world, what name of worth, Who gazing at a clear blue sky at noon, Have not envision the fruition of that dream In which he did obtain the tendency-- As naturally eagles do-- and could ascend, Attain the lofty corridor of the clouds And Pierce their foggy forms with pitch and dives; Aye, far beyond that,-- venture to the point Where he could cast his gaze behind his reach In firmament, only to sympathise With the sun, the moon, and some luminaries Whose zeniths his ascension has succumbed? Is this not illustrative of that grandeur Acquired in our midst by that admired name To whom all the reputed plumes of society Regard with awe,-- as if than any, his His an acclaim with such exemption for men, It seems it situates him upon a summit Peculiar to all the ethereal sparks? If I could so dare entertain the dream As frequently I do the coveting of it, Why am I hesitant and waste in wistful thinking If actually I am convinced and hold in faith That as still every man I likewise owe My origin to that miraculous rouse from dust By a spark of divine light in the first man In clothless Eden;-- hence compose divinity And the immeasurable possibility Alloyed to it in this mutable, ruinous frame? In this same vehicle of consciousness, While sometimes in my fit of lethargy I have accommodated a single thought As if a Goliath in my faculty, In others, the harp of David in my head, I have successfully hosted timeless sentiments That shall eternally regale the house of Israel. But now, my sojourn here in London, England, Is likewise an occasion for my telling Amidst society in it. This day I am commissioned with the office of An envoy for the colony of Pennsylvania, And contemplate an urgent meeting with A gentleman-- a so-called name of means,-- Yet serving the role of an overlord Over-- I think-- two-third of Pennsylvania. His status is quite disagreeable And countermands the olden charter In which the waxing colony was founded. For being the pioneer in the colony, This stated family exploits it as A means of minting pennies in their chest; As would, in former times, a feudal lord The aggregate of farms and tenements Made servile to the swelling of his holdings. The clock has struck the hour appointed, And ventured into miles of minutes that tell His lateness for our meeting;-- yet he is not in sight. In dealings, the instance that some fools detect That a particular name of excellence Attends with priority their own commission, Then most they seem quite tempted and flatter themselves And try the limit of his fortitude By interposing instance for apology. The clock now has encircled an hour' race In my observance of this patient stay For his arrival. If it was not a business That answers to to the general, but was private, No crown on earth will I permit devour My priceless minutes so. (Enter Penn.) Sir, you are welcome.

So glad he survived that Islamist attacker.

Salman Rushdie won, muslim lost

She not they

Shame on those who issued the fatwa against Mr Salman Rushdie. Even God does not approve your evil deeds.

Exaple of lost life of human.

That was a cowardly act on the man who have told the mass to challenge the status quo when they are not working towards humanity's common good...

He is lucky. But it was awful what happened

Who else is waiting for some Atheist boy to write about Rushdie’s imaginary friend? I want to read about his Sky Daddy.

For the Ukrainian panelists, you have to feel a bit shame and seek integrity and courage to know what is actually happening in Ukrine, you sold out most of your country to a few rich man , let your land used for proxy war with the most corrupted government officials. Soon you find out those wanted war they're no longer with you, Poland helped you , but you're arrogant and over confidence. No more weapons to Ukrine, Turkey too soo everyone. RIP Ukrine. I'm genuinely happy that Sulman, survived , it is shame for anyone to attack an elderly man.

He reminds me of one eyed Dajjal.

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