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Author(s): Naipaul, V.S.
Reader(s): Dastor, Sam
Label: Naxos AudioBooks
Genre: Fiction
Period: Contemporary
Catalogue No: NA0286
Barcode: 9781781980835
Release Date: 09/2017
NAIPAUL, V.S.: House for Mr Biswas (A) (Unabridged)
A House for Mr Biswas, by Nobel and Booker Prize-winning author V.S. Naipaul, is a powerful novel about one man’s struggle for identity and belonging. Born into poverty, then trapped in the shackles of charity and gratitude, Mr Biswas longs for a house he can call his own. He loathes his wife and her wealthy family, upon whom he is dependent. Finding himself a mere accessory on their estate, his constant rebellion is motivated by the one thing that can symbolise his independence. The book is striking in its lush and sensual descriptions of Trinidad and was listed as one of Time magazine’s 100 Best English-Language Novels from 1923 to 2005.
Tracklist
Disc 1
Naipaul, V.S. - Author
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1 | A House for Mr. Biswas | 06:43 |
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2 | Prologue | 08:19 |
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3 | The solicitor's clerk lived in every house he built. | 07:53 |
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4 | Part 1. 1: Pastoral | 10:23 |
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5 | The subsequent quarrel and threats cleared the air. | 11:08 |
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6 | Dhari, the next-door neighbour… | 09:59 |
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7 | Lakhan the carter said… | 09:14 |
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8 | Bipti was bathed. Her hair, still wet… | 08:00 |
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Disc 2
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1 | Because no cooking could be done at their house… | 09:53 |
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2 | 2: Before the Tulsis | 10:53 |
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3 | Mr. Biswas was taught other things. | 10:51 |
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4 | For eight months, in a bare, spacious, unpainted… | 10:02 |
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5 | Soanie stood in the doorway, blocking the light. | 08:57 |
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6 | Ajodha had bought a motorbus… | 10:14 |
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7 | Bhandat was spending more week-ends away… | 08:52 |
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8 | On Monday morning he set about looking… | 03:44 |
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Disc 3
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1 | The men drivers sat on their carts… | 08:50 |
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2 | They went on a tour of the small hut… | 08:00 |
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3 | After a time he started to go again to Tara's. | 08:58 |
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4 | 3: The Tulsis | 10:36 |
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5 | The note was in Mrs. Tulsi's hand. | 09:47 |
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6 | He put the cup down when he heard someone… | 08:51 |
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7 | 'We never had a quarrel,' Mrs. Tulsi said. | 10:51 |
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8 | He felt unchanged, unmarried. | 07:43 |
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Disc 4
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1 | 'What?' Shama said in English. | 09:46 |
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2 | Mr. Biswas thought of Govind as a fellow… | 11:58 |
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3 | Before he could decide, C and Padma… | 10:10 |
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4 | After he had spoken Pankaj Rai distributed… | 10:21 |
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5 | 'Just a moment,' Mr. Biswas said. 'Not so fast…' | 10:24 |
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6 | In the Rose Room, then, after a faint… | 08:47 |
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7 | In the long room Mr. Biswas gathered… | 11:56 |
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Disc 5
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1 | They heard the hall return to life. | 09:11 |
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2 | 4: The Chase | 09:57 |
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3 | In his careless retreat the previous tenant… | 11:13 |
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4 | Shama was determined to do things well. | 10:04 |
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5 | The beating had ceased to be a simple… | 10:23 |
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6 | Shama was a puzzle. Within the girl… | 09:29 |
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7 | He asked, 'what is that, eh?' | 11:24 |
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Disc 6
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1 | Moti did not belong to the village. | 08:18 |
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2 | Mungroo was the leader of the village… | 09:23 |
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3 | 'Slowly, slowly, brothers and sisters…' | 08:22 |
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4 | In all, Mr. Biswas lived for six years at The Chase. | 08:18 |
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5 | All this made Mr. Biswas uneasy… | 10:21 |
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6 | Once, years before, he was conducting… | 09:06 |
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7 | Mr. Biswas went in by the tall side gate. | 08:33 |
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8 | Savi fumbled ineffectually again. | 10:52 |
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Disc 7
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1 | Mr. Biswas felt that talk like this belonged… | 05:32 |
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2 | 5: Green Veil | 10:55 |
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3 | Seth took out a roll of dollar notes… | 11:23 |
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4 | After breakfast – tea and biscuits… | 11:02 |
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5 | Chinta got up, straightened out her long skirt… | 10:33 |
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6 | Mr. Biswas closed his eyes, rocked on the noisy… | 11:45 |
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7 | Each side patronised the other… | 12:07 |
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Disc 8
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1 | Anand followed Mr. Biswas outside… | 10:20 |
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2 | Mr. Biswas walked away from Mr. Maclean… | 11:31 |
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3 | Surreptitiously rubbing his paining finger… | 11:51 |
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4 | Mr. Biswas said, 'You think they're going…?' | 11:24 |
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5 | Every day Mr. Biswas went to the site… | 11:01 |
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6 | As the sugarcane grew taller… | 10:04 |
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7 | He saw no one. The barracks had gone to sleep. | 08:27 |
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Disc 9
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1 | One Saturday Seth said, while they were… | 10:13 |
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2 | He was beginning to enjoy the argument. | 11:42 |
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3 | There were many reasons why Mr. Biswas… | 10:43 |
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4 | The early morning breeze dropped. | 06:54 |
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5 | Anything could sound like talk… | 06:47 |
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6 | 6: A Departure | 09:05 |
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7 | Almost as soon as the doctor had gone… | 09:41 |
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8 | The thin, short-winded and repetitive cry… | 08:11 |
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Disc 10
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1 | Part 2. 1: Amazing Scenes | 10:39 |
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2 | The organisation of the city… | 11:41 |
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3 | He went up the central steps and found himself… | 10:46 |
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4 | Mr. Biswas was given paint and a brush… | 09:07 |
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5 | But within the walls of the office… | 09:06 |
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6 | Hari, in his pundit's clothes… | 11:05 |
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7 | The cover had to be taken off and licked… | 10:59 |
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Disc 11
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1 | At home one day Anand began singing… | 11:57 |
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2 | It was not long after this that Mr. Biswas… | 11:11 |
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3 | Shekhar was coming to spend a week-end… | 10:38 |
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4 | The next day Mr. Biwas wrote an angry article… | 07:50 |
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5 | In the week before Owad's departure… | 08:11 |
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6 | 2: The New Regime | 08:00 |
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7 | Change followed change. At Pagotes Tara… | 08:24 |
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8 | It was only to Shama that Mr. Biswas spoke… | 07:47 |
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Disc 12
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1 | He read political books. They gave him phrases… | 11:39 |
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2 | For many days Anand didn't speak… | 11:27 |
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3 | Towards the end of that year a letter came… | 13:08 |
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4 | 3: The Short Hills Adventure | 08:47 |
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5 | Soon she received impressive assistance. | 10:05 |
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6 | Then at the far end of the cricket ground… | 09:31 |
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7 | The money was little but regular… | 09:16 |
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Disc 13
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1 | Theophile was a blacksmith whose trade… | 11:57 |
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2 | So for the children Shorthills became a nightmare. | 11:06 |
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3 | About a fortnight after Hari died news came… | 08:40 |
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4 | Buds, stalks and leaves were collected… | 09:50 |
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5 | The speed with which the house went up… | 09:33 |
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6 | One of the smoke wisps shrank… | 10:04 |
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7 | 4: Among the Readers and Learners | 13:20 |
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Disc 14
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1 | It was now that he began to speak… | 10:01 |
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2 | And other dangers. Once, climbing up a short… | 09:46 |
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3 | It was not long after this that Mr. Biswas… | 10:11 |
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4 | Mr. Biswas tried to avoid Bhandat's gaze… | 09:48 |
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5 | When the children asked Mr. Biswas… | 08:25 |
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6 | After the acquisition of the glass cabinet… | 08:41 |
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7 | With the exhibition examination less than two… | 09:02 |
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8 | 'You go,' Mr. Biswas said. Anand's cheeks bulged… | 08:25 |
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Disc 15
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1 | It was as Anand feared. The exhibition candidates… | 08:08 |
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2 | Mr. Biswas took back his pen. It dripped with ink. | 08:10 |
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3 | Mr. Biswas found himself a little out of his depth… | 11:16 |
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4 | But the wound was still there, too deep… | 09:38 |
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5 | The school had taken the first four places… | 11:01 |
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6 | 5: The Void | 09:24 |
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7 | How many letters of resignation… | 08:21 |
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8 | On Saturday Shama began packing a hamper. | 08:18 |
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Disc 16
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1 | They stopped at Balandra… | 12:55 |
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2 | The interviews completed… | 09:03 |
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3 | They parked the car in the road… | 08:18 |
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4 | Not long after Basdai reported that the tenants… | 08:51 |
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5 | For every puja Mrs. Tulsi tried a different pundit… | 09:12 |
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6 | And though he had nerved himself for the blow… | 09:09 |
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7 | There was little need for her to worry. | 08:12 |
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8 | 6: The Revolution | 04:21 |
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Disc 17
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1 | The cavalcade left the house in sections. | 12:10 |
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2 | For a full week the festival continued. | 09:37 |
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3 | While they waited for the revolution… | 10:50 |
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4 | The game dragged on. Anand played worse… | 10:40 |
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5 | The light from the diningroom came through… | 08:26 |
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6 | Shortly after he had been taken on the Sentinel… | 09:33 |
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7 | When, racing into the house out of the rain… | 08:23 |
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Disc 18
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1 | Between eight hundred dollars… | 09:53 |
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2 | 7: The House | 08:09 |
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3 | But at last they could leave the Tulsi house. | 09:23 |
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4 | W.C. Tuttle played with the hairs in his nose… | 08:10 |
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5 | Epilogue | 12:05 |
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Total Playing Time: 21:29:47