Mamta Nainy – författare

Ammi weaves the most beautiful saris but never gets to wear any of them. Her two little daughters decide to do something about it—break their piggy bank! But when there isn’t enough money to buy Ammi a sari, the two girls must work together to find a solution. Will they be able to buy Ammi the gift she so deserves? With a text full of heart, and bright, cheerful artwork, this story brings readers into the home of a weaver’s family in Kaithoon, India, where the creation of saris is an art form. The book includes a glossary of Indian terms and a note about the saris made in this region.

As the long Indian summer days stretch ahead of him, a young boy looks forward to his favourite time – painting-your-nails-time. He knows that when he dips his brush into those magical bottles of nail polish, he will find a colour to express his every mood and feeling. At times, his Papa frowns and says, “What have you done to your nails?” At other times, he says, “Why don’t you paint on paper instead?” But the little boy knows that painting his nails makes his hands look beautiful. This colour-filled story celebrates the joy of finding out who you are and embracing the courage to be yourself.

Momo-la is a collector of unusual things. She rummages through her collection of stories whenever she comes to visit. When her grandchild asks where her stories come from, she takes them on a trip around the museums of the city, pointing out that there are stories behind every work of art, every sculpture, every invention. But as the child sees exhibit after exhibit, they realise that each one reminds them of their Momo-la – the clothes she wears, the keepsakes she carries, and the memories she shares of her Tibetan home. Could the museum the child knows the best and loves the most be right on their doorstep all along?

Momo-la is a collector of unusual things. She rummages through her collection of stories whenever she comes to visit. When her grandchild asks where her stories come from, she takes them on a trip around the museums of the city, pointing out that there are stories behind every work of art, every sculpture, every invention. But as the child sees exhibit after exhibit, they realise that each one reminds them of their Momo-la – the clothes she wears, the keepsakes she carries, and the memories she shares of her Tibetan home. Could the museum the child knows the best and loves the most be right on their doorstep all along?

“Mörkret är levande,” säger Patti. “Och vi, Irula-folket, är mörkrets väktare.” Inspirerad av den ursprungliga visdomen och styrkan hos Irula, en av Indiens äldsta adivasi-grupper, är denna bok en lyrisk hyllning till de djupa mörka skogarna och de liv som är sammanflätade med dem.

“Mörkret är levande,” säger Patti. “Och vi, Irula-folket, är mörkrets väktare.” Inspirerad av den ursprungliga visdomen och styrkan hos Irula, en av Indiens äldsta adivasi-grupper, är denna bok en lyrisk hyllning till de djupa mörka skogarna och de liv som är sammanflätade med dem.