Remember that old saying - If you want something badly
enough, the universe conspires to give it to you? In “Six Spellmakers…”, author
Shabnam Minwalla has the universe doing just that, aiding a group of children
in their battle against the dark forces lurking in their apartment complex.
Now if you’re one of those readers whose eyes glaze over at
the prospect of yet another tweeny fantasy
about a group of perky kiddos saving the world from malevolent, power-hungry
baddies , with the aid of magical
sprites, mysterious relics and the odd spell, – be warned. But also, be heartened. For, ' Spellmakers..' is a fresh,funny and
contemporary take on those old tropes, that
also manages to throw in a cheery shout out for the hidden powers of
faith, friendship - and unsightly bric- a- brac.
Nivi Malik, new kid on the block, finds friends –both human
and arboreal – at Cosy Castle, an apartment complex bristling with some wildly
eccentric individuals. Unfortunately,
she finds enemies as well , chiefly in the form of three elderly women,
collectively keeping the flames of snobbery and curmudgeonry
blazing . When the women, purely out of spite, threaten
the existence of the two beautiful ’bimbli’
trees growing near the building, she steps
in to the rescue. (Wizened witch trios? Trees? Seamy politicking? - Who else yelled ‘Macbeth!’ But I digress. )
Sure enough, invisible powers set a cosmic Plan B in
motion, and help arrives from the most unexpected quarters. Newspaper scraps yield
the email ids of anonymous advisers (no, not the Nigerian uncle kind); strange cookware salesmen appear,
Gandalf-like, at Nivi’s door with
powerful gifts, tattoo artists at kiddy
parties make surprising revelations - even
the enemy camp yields an ally, albeit an extremely distracting one (described as
“..cute. Seriously cute. Runner-up to Daniel
Radcliffe cute.” I was partial to
the Weasley twins myself, but hey, who’s complaining.) The kids supplement
these efforts with their own – a little light thievery, some creative
interpretation of a list of sacred offerings ( best use of an electronic mosquito
racquet in juvenile fiction, ever!!) . But most of all, by exercising that most obscure of mental muscles -
Belief.
‘Spellmalkers..’ is a breezy, well paced read that had me
grinning from go. I enjoyed its wit, and its keenly observed kids’- eye view of the silly adults they must endure. It also deftly
captures the complex hierarchies and
rituals of modern day apartment living.
In fact, the oddball adult characters in the book, and the few bits of
their back story that ‘Spellmakers..’ tosses
our way, stayed with me longer than the uniformly pleasant (and occasionally dishy) kids. Which is why (SPOILER AHOY!) I felt a little cheated by the
actual Plan – surely an interesting triad of such legendary power would need more than glow paint and a fake portent to bring
them to their knees ? And surely, such riveting creatures as the Cyclops, the
stair-dwelling Gattu, and the hapless kids of the ‘vuwuvuwu’ chorus practically scream out for
more airtime? Then again, perhaps author Minwalla intends to take on that mother of all
fantasy tropes – the multi-volume series?