Monday, 2 March 2020

Saporine Touch: A Poem.

His saporine touch is magic,
demanding & wanton...

Broken promises
are forgotten
Strings of lies
are forgiven
Until the next
betrayal is begotten.

Parched pen paints
in ink scarlet & rotten
Resigned memories
are relived often.

Tales of just another tragic
yesterday, rewritten.

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Grounded : A Quote

It is better to remain grounded when the flight of praise raises us to the sky, so that we aren't left wounded when the fall of criticism, is too high.
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Life flips her Coin: A Poem

Life flips her coin again and again. Heads for pleasure tails for pain. Enjoy the first: love, joy & gain; Accept the next as an inevitable strain. It's only a phase when sorrows reign, Await the other side in a lighter vein.

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Book Review: 'Tara' by Mahesh Dattani.


Less is more, they say. How true, I thought, as I put down this tiny book. The weight of the pages belied the burden in my heart. This tiny book causes more impact than the ink of many a thick spine. Dattani’s play reveals how heart-wrenching some stories can be, more so, since we know that some fiction is inevitably based on harsh truths prevalent in society.

Characters and Storyline
Humans are monsters, albeit their tendency to sometimes regret their own evilness, when it is too late to repair the damage of their actions, or inactions. And sometimes, the guilt begot of the regret, grows  like cancer and destroys the very being.
A mother is plagued by guilt, after her choices lead to actions that betray her own child. A father's inaction at the opportune time leads to distortion of normalcy and peace in the family. Two children bear the brunt of fate that hands them a Siamese deal at life, as well as the consequences of having parents who fail to make the right decisions about them.
The separation of Siamese twins is a compelling story in itself. But the twist, where the male is favored over the female, so much so, that the whole exercise ending in vain leaves the twins physically and mentally shattered beyond repair is shocking to the core. It isn’t just Tara, the girl who is betrayed. She perhaps dies more of heartbreak, than of her medical complications.  Chandan or Dan, her loving brother is left traumatized too. Haunted by her memory, he stays mentally lacerated for life.
Tara’s leg being discarded after it fails to attach itself to Dan, is the final straw that reveals multiple facets of a flawed society. Dr. Thakkar, who sells his ethics for a piece of land, exposes the maggots that thrive in the medical profession. The fact that he is shown as a gloating braggart, who exemplifies the success of an unethical operation in his interview leaves a disgusting feel in our senses. The grandfather whose blind favour to the male heir ironically does irreparable damage to the chosen child, is a powerful presence, despite his absence in the play. And the neighbour, who provides comic relief to the twin and the audience, holds a mirror to the disgusting attitudes and behaviour of society in general, towards the differently-abled.

Narrative
Dattani’s brilliance has to ‘seen’ to be experienced. I’m not referring to the vivid imagery that the play evokes during the read. I mean, one feels the need to watch the play, with its elaborate stage settings that allow multiple scenes of the story to run parallel to one another. One moves from one scene to another seamlessly and is able to absorb the subtle nuances that play out between the characters, while reacting to the building tension in the gut, as one morbid mystery after another is solved.
The suspense that builds up throughout the narrative is punctuated by layer after layer of unveiling each part of the puzzle that ails the family.
Bharati and Patel’s bitterness is revealed in their arguments that are laced by threats and abuses hurled at one another. Here again, their exchange discloses only enough to build suspense and foreboding of the horror of revelations to come.

Review
What stands out is the brilliance of the twins: superior vocabulary, acute sensitivity and above all, that unique bonding that only conjoined twins could share. The symbolic character of the neighbour girl Roopa, is a perfect element that serves dual purposes of highlighting the twins’ intelligence & sense of humour, as well showcasing the hypocrisy of society.
I was glad that the play did not show us Tara’s actual death, although the casual mention of her demise in the end nearly causes the same impact, especially because her last line in the play is ‘And she called me her star!’
Overcompensation of love can never make up for the blind murder of humanity and common sense during times of challenge. What purpose does guilt serve, except to devour the soul of the one it consumes? Bharati’s excessive affection to assuage her own guilt, ironically backfires, as it only magnifies Tara’s shock later. It also destroys her own mental faculties, and the poignant news of her death leaves no impact on her son. Her calculated ministrations ruin Tara’s reputation further with her neighbours and leave the children disgusted with their father too, especially since his authoritative demeanour causes too much damage, and he fails to redeem himself even after his confession.
If I must find a grouse, it must be that the story was too perturbing.  Perhaps, that is one of the qualities that make it an unforgettable must-read.
I rate the play 4.8/5.
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Until my next one, happy reading!

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Thursday, 27 February 2020

You Damage Me: A Poem.


You damage me,
in spectacular ways...

Singing winds of melancholy
weep on rainy days;
Dancing demons unholy
leap in gleeful sways.

Sunny clouds flee
sombre tree-umbrellas pray;
Passions tingling eerily
in hammock of desires, I lay.

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Image: Fine Art America

Wednesday, 26 February 2020

Book Review: 'Clear Light of Day' by Anita Desai

Introduction
This is the fourth novel that I've read, based on the partition of India. However, the treatment and story line is different from Bapsi Sidhwa's 'Ice Candy Man' and Salman Rushdie's 'Midnight's Children'. 'Tamas' by Bhisham Sahni was different too, as it dealt with the violent aftermath in the country owing to the division.
I have been curious about Anita Desai's work, ever since I read her daughter Kiran Desai's 'Inheritance of Loss' many years ago, when it won the Man Booker prize in 2006. 'Clear Light of Day' was of course, published decades earlier, in 1980 to be precise, and I was glad to have finally purchased it, earlier this year. 
This book is different from the earlier ones because, rather than dealing with the country as a whole, Desai focuses on delving deep into the psychological nuances of individual characters and the situations that shape the course of their lives. These in turn, serve as symbolic representations of the political upheaval of the country during the 1940s.
The handling of the story narrative is different, because it is on a more personal and familial level, rather than a national one. The key theme is woman-centric, blended seamlessly into haunting ghosts of the past that wield their powerful influence over every key character, in different ways.
Set in the scorching summer of 1947, in Old Delhi, the trials and tribulations of the Das family mirror those of a new country that struggled to tackle the changes, thrust upon its infant shoulders, owing to the end of colonial rule and the battering of partition. 

Characters and Storyline 
The Das family of four siblings, faces an upheaval of sorts, when the younger sister Tara visits Bimla. Raja, the estranged younger sibling, is in Hyderabad with his wife & daughters, while the youngest one, the autistic Baba is nursed at home, by Bim. 
Tara's visit to her ancestral home after her perceived escape to America, post her wedding to an IFO officer Bakul, causes a flood of past memories to assault both the sisters.
Although the tale seems to commence with Tara, it is soon apparent that the industrious Bim is the key protagonist of the novel. Layer by layer, the past intrudes into their reminiscent interactions. Readers are privy to the contrasting characteristics of the siblings and the consequences of the situations they have encountered. The role of their bridge-addicted parents who scar the psyche of their children with their perpetual absences, highlights the crucial role played by Mira masi, who is their pseudo-mother figure in the story.
Tara is the unambitious escapist who uses marriage as an excuse to leave home and find greener pastures in Washington. Bim is the ambitious history professor who ends up sacrificing her dreams of achievements, to stay behind and nurse her family: Raja's TB, then their aunt Mira masi's alcoholic illness and Baba's incoherent challenges, as well. Raja not only escapes from his dual responsibilities towards their father's insurance business but also Baba's care. He moves to Hyderabad and settles down after marrying their Muslim landlord's daughter, Benazir. His letter to Bim absolving her of having to pay rent for their home, which incidentally he has inherited from his father-in-law, Hyder Ali, enrages her and makes her cut ties with him. So much so, that Bim refuses to accompany Tara's family to Hyderabad for the wedding of his daughter, Moyna. This is the familial backdrop that is revealed to us through the reminiscences of the siblings. 
However, the more subtle but significant juxtaposition is that of the aftermath of the partition. The tensions between the Hindu-Muslim communities in New Delhi spills over to old Delhi too. The hordes of misplaced refugees on either countries are symbolised by the disappearance of the Hyder Ali family. Raja being forced to study English literature in a Hindu college by his father, as opposed to his dream of Islamic studies at Jamia Millia, showcases the unsafe environment for both the communities, doing the period.

Narrative 
Ample symbolism enriches the narrative. Desai's poetic prowess in language is a delight to absorb. Rich imagery of nature and its elements add the flavour of multiple senses of sight, smell, hearing and feelings of the characters. This, juxtaposed with the backdrop of partition, makes the narrative throb with myriad speculative undercurrents.
Many scenes are heart rending in the story. Important lessons may be gleaned from the depth of angst felt by the characters, owing to their skewed childhood, that manifests itself in all of them in various powerful ways. The sheer neglect of bridge-addicted parents makes one wonder why some people even have children in the first place. Desai's narrative highlights the tortured lives of its characters, who remain caged to the ghosts of their past.

Symbolism
Music is used as a defining attribute throughout the novel. A number of birds add to the musical elements that are already predominant in the story such as Baba's gramaphone or the neighboring Mishra family's strong ties to music. Bees form a crucial factor that tortures Tara with guilt. The river Jamna plays her role throughout the novel, by being a past-time for the Das children as well as showering sand through the wind, across their home doing the Summers. 
The neglected house in itself is a powerful symbolic element that signifies the turmoil of the country during the time. The constant struggle between choices of the old and the new is a repeatedly occurring motif.  The well adds sinister irony and fearful apprehension to the atmosphere, with its green slime and rotten body of the family cow. The repeated motif highlights the irony of the Hindu symbolism of cows, drowning in green water.(perhaps a subtle reference to the flag colour of Pakistan). 
Guilt is a predominant entity, shared by Tara and Mira masi, albeit for different reasons. Tara regrets her escapism, while masi rues her role in the cow episode. 
But perhaps the most crucial element is the woman angle. The position of women during the time is showcased with intense clarity through each of the female characters. Irony plays a viral role as well. For instance, Bim the ambitious one, who wanted to be a heroine and do things independently, ends up staying behind to perform the roles of a provider and nurse. Tara, ironically fulfills her unambitious dream of becoming a mother. Masi is ill-treated as the young widow and her constant sacrifices backfire into severe alcoholism and get subsequent death. Raja, despite being the male of the family, chooses to leave to follow his dreams. He does not become a great hero, instead marries and settles down into familial life after scoffing his father's business.
The Mishra sisters are providers of their  family, including the men, after being abandoned by their husbands. 
Time plays a vital role in the narrative that moves forwards and backwards, between the past and the present, to complete the picture for the readers. Time also acts an element that allows the characters to decipher their feelings and heal themselves of the repercussions of the past, through self realisation, and also by seeking and offering forgiveness. Tara seeks to be forgiven by Bim, while Bim endevours and succeeds in forgiving Raja's betrayal.

Conclusion
Resplendent with multiple facets, penned in rich, poetic, impeccable prose, Anita Desai's work is a masterpiece that ought not be missed. 
I rate the book a 4.8/5.
Hope this review was useful. Do let me know your thoughts in the comments section. Share the review with literature lovers, who enjoy deep and enriching works, that stay with them long after the book is put down.
Happy reading!

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Book Photography: Chethana Ramesh
                                 

Last Chance of Bliss: A Poem.



Watching my dreams
in flows & ebbs
full moon sighs in mist
tapers rooted in love, thus.

I succumb to screams
of silence; silken webs,
promises of you exist
in memories of us
Beloved crossroads sear
& burn like cubebs,
as gnarled twists
of aching abyss.

In drifting twilight, I disappear
into clouding cobwebs
my soul pleads, & persists
one last chance of bliss.


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Image 1: Rosie Hardy
Image 2: My Modern Met.

Imagination and Reality : A Quote.

Let the winged flight
of your imagination
soar without restraint,
as long as your roots
of reality remain
clear and compliant.


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Just Another Goodbye: A Poem.


A stolen kiss
lingering & languid,
torment of bliss
delicious & fluid;

Gossamer stillness hovers
above fervent thirst
of star-crossed lovers
covered in cloudburst;

Yearning eyes betray
longing for violent delights
Quiescent touches play
to unravel the nights;


Welcoming arms encumber
in passion-soaked embrace
drowning in sleepless slumber
starved souls need solace.

Mute waves of heat condense
invisible signs conspire;
Amber hues, passion intense
like a jungle on fire...

Bowed lips murmur
& release a sated sigh;
Forest floors are warmer
with just another goodbye
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Images: Pinterest

Empty Promises: A Poem.


Zero shades of love
denude the battlefield  
of empty promises
where echoes
of the heart survive
as saporine
undercurrents of
passionate liasons
& endevour to be
whole again.

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Image: desicomments