Saturday, April 21, 2012

Book Review - Nalabhagam, T.Janakiraman


Nalabhagam, T.Janakiraman

This is, as always, another book with an explosive (at that point of time) theme by T.Janakiraman. Every other book by this author is special for me for three reasons. One, they make me feel as if this author has taken a peek into my life at some point of time or the other. Two, like most classics of Tamizh literature, this one also revolves in and around Thanjavur district – my native place. And, three, every other work by this author, ‘pushes my emotional envelope’ and stretches my mind’s canvas, so that it can contain more of emotions and I could paint some vivid pictures in the same.

The story goes like this – Kameswaran was abandoned by his father and step-mother while he was a young boy and he was brought up by Vatsan who used to cook in the temples. He was brought up in the best of ways and discipline and devotion to God is all that he knows about. Now he makes a living by working as a cook in religious tour trains.

Rangamani is a middle-aged woman whose husband passed away due to TB within a few years of marriage and she was left to suppress both her carnal requirements as well as emotional requirements for a child. She has an adopted son now, but who is also not bearing any child. She is so worried for the future of her daughter-in-law and is in pain thinking that her daughter-in-law’s fate will also end up similar to hers – without any progeny.

Muthuswamy is a famous astrologer, who is travelling in the same train as Rangamani and tells her that as per the family horoscopes, her adopted son will never have a child, but her daughter-in-law will. Rangamani meets Kameswaran in the same train and something deep down tells her that he is the son that she couldn’t bring out from her womb. She asks Kameswaran to come and stay with him as her son. Kameswaran, though reluctant, feels the same love for her and accepts her as a motherly figure.

Meanwhile, thinking over the astrologer’s words, Rangamani has some plans of bringing progeny to her family, by involving Kameswaran with her daughter-in-law, in crude concept of surrogate father. What did transpire? Did Kameswaran see things the same way Rangamani did? What did her daughter-in-law and son think about her plans? What were the emotional struggles? ‘Nalabhagam’ answers all these questions.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Book Review - A Childhood in Malabar, Kamala Das


A Childhood in Malabar: A Memoir, Kamala Das

This is the third book of Kamala Das that I had picked up, after ‘My Story’ and ‘Closure: Some Poems and a Conversation’. While in ‘My Story’, Kamala Das managed to cause a rupture in many minds over her writing style and discussion of topics that were considered ‘taboo’ till then, ‘Closure: Some Poems…’ happened to be a good collection of her eloquent yet sharp poems that made me admire the wonderful poet in her.

Like ‘My Story’, ‘A Childhood in Malabar’ is also a biographical, tell-tale book, in which Kamala Das recounts her growing up and coming of age at the simple and serene village surroundings of Kerala. Sent to Kerala from Kolkata at the outburst of World War II, for the sake of safety, Kamala revels in the presence of caring elders and learns various sides of human personality. But just because the stories are all about her childhood, don’t mistake that these are entirely about crow, fox, mice and cats. 

Kamala Das has indulged in her usual mischievous style every now and then and the entire book is more of a narrative than just stories. Though it is about the childhood events, she has infused a lot about the intense human emotions as well. One thing that stands throughout is her feminine yearnings for a better appearance and fairer skin. Seems even one of the best female writers of the country isn’t spared of such ‘pains’.

If you relished reading ‘My Story’ you will definitely relish reading this too. But don’t expect all the glitz, glamour and sexual frankness in this book. This is about innocent childhood and though once in a while Kamala gives a hint of something like that, this remains mainly a book on childhood. Moreover, Kamala Das herself has accepted that she had to use a bit of fiction while writing ‘My Story’ to spice up (!) the book.

Overall, a good book, where Kamala Das takes you around on a journey into the world of ponds, farmlands, servant maids, muthassi, ammaman, achan, typically serene surroundings of rural Kerala, snacks, siblings and sentiments. Try it and you will not be disappointed!

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

A Tribute to the Tree (Anonymous)


Read this beautiful little poem in the book ‘Bonsai for the Tropics’ by Jyoti Pandya. The poet is unknown, but the poem is really worth sharing. Enjoy reading this!

A Tribute to the Tree (Anonymous)

Let us pause for the taking of inventory,
To measure the debt we owe the tree.

For the searching root that knits the soil,
The cooling shade for those who toil.

The air we breathe, nature’s greatest gift,
And the leaf that heralds each season’s shift.

Forget not the fruit that feeds man and beast,
The branch that burns to prepare the feast.

That sturdy frame that builds the home,
And the paper on which you read this poem.

The tree gives all and asks no prize,
Even making the axe that ends its life.

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