Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Red Earth Pouring Rain

Red Earth and Pouring Rain

I had read the novel " Love and Longing in Bombay" by vikram chandra a few years back and i liked it. I followed the duel between meenakshi mukherjee and vikram chandra on (IWE)Indian writing in English in the Hindu. Although i do not remember the arguements fully i can recall the bitter criticism of IWE as catering to western markets by depicting an unreal exotic india.What made me notice the book "Red Earth Pouring Rain" was the title.I was pleasantly surprised to know that the title is taken from a translation of the famous sangam poem by A.K. Ramanujan, the US based poet and translator.This novel is an interesting attempt at story telling. The canvas is vast and there is a conscious effort to
copy the style of puranas/epics. The main character is a monkey which is shot at and critically injured by Abhay an Indian student at an US university who has come back to his parental home.The monkey due to the shock starts remembering his previous lives.Lord Yama comes to finish of the monkey but hanuman appears as result of monkey's prayers and brings about an agreement.According to this agreement the monkey will have to tell a story and also keep the audience engaged.The monkey who was a poet,sanjay in the turbulent times of 19 th century northern india tells his story. The story has lot of History mingled with myths and magic. The lives and times of European military free lancers form an important thread in the narrative.Sanjay has an anglo-indian friend whose father is the most famous of European miltary adventurers in 19 th century india, Skinner.Their lives form the core of this story.

There are stories within stories.Thus Abhay also tells about his life in USA.Although there are many brilliant pages the excellence is marred by numerous stereotypical descriptions. Thus abhay has a girl friend whose mother had been the centerspread in Playboy , he meets a porn actress whose story is also narrated.The style and the width of issues dealt are most interesting.But as if to prove the critics of IWE right many characters lack depth and unlike many a work where only western stereotypes are portrayed vikram chandra has utilised his skills to give life to Indian stereotypes of westerners.

The novel is quiet big running around 520 pages.I found that the novel takes many meaningless deviations trying vainly to ape our epics.A few years back i met Indira Parthasarathy the famous Tamil literary personality in Delhi.He suggested one simple test to judge the quality of IWE. Try and imagine how would a work of IWE look if translated in any of the Indian languages. By that test Red Earth and Pouring Rain is average.

Ernest Hemingway

Ernest Hemingway
I had read Hemingway and like his works. I have a fascination for war(Ofcourse not getting into one but reading about). I don't know how i developed a taste for it. May be Amar Chitra Katha that i devoured in my childhood had some role.The romanticism of War grew further as a result of movies like 'Great Escape','Where Eagles Dare','Guns of Navarone'. My dad was very fond of Hollywood,more particularly cowboy and war films. Although i don't remember all that i saw,my dad took me religiously to all the hollywood films released in Erode till my fifth class.There was a steady clientile for the hollywood movies in all the towns.Same people used to come to all the English movies.A big board was kept just near the entrance to the Theatre on which the story was written in tamil.This helped the audience to intrepret the film and mostly the classics were seen as Action masalas that were only technically better than tamil films.Times have changed and now Globalisation has narrowed the gap between rich and poor by dubbing the hollywood films in to tamil spiced with liberal use of tamil proverbs, idioms and tamil movie songs. At the library in my residential school near Chennai i came across magazines , 'EliteForces' And 'WWII' and developed a taste for world war II.So the theme of both 'For Whom The Bell Tolls' and 'A Farewell To Arms' appealed to me. As i was going through the role of french resistance against Nazi occupation i found the role of leading intellectuals of France interesting

Library

I love libraries.I love the smell of books.I love to hear the whispers and murmurs that have a special resonance when heard inside the libraries. I love the sight of books neatly arranged and thrown around in heaps.Each library has it's own personality.Most public libraries in India are not well lit.They are dark and damp.Some are excellent.They have very high ceilings.They are airconditioned and have good amount of light.They have comfortable chairs and canteens.But the fundamental character of any library is determined by the qualities of the people who visit.Till my seventh standardI didn't hear of library.My first affair with the library started at a residential school,Triveni Academy near chennai where I joined for eighth standard .As I was away from home for the first time and being a pampered kid I was terribly home sick.I found solace in the library.Library became my home and librarian my guardian. The librarian took a liking for me and made me feel as if i am one of the books.I got hooked and this addiction has continued.
The libraries can be broadly classified in to two.(1)The libraries at academic institutions and meant for researchers and scholars have a totally different personality from those (2)frequented by the general readers.The first types are dry and haughty.They exude knowledge and the consequent arrogance. But the other type not infected by the professional intellectuals is full of wisdom.It is motherly and engages the reader unconditionally.The readers of the first believe they know a lot and visit the library only to substantiate and to find support for what is known to them.They have a defined purpose and they confine themselves only to the books and fail to feel the library as an entity in itself.whatever pleasure they have in reading is incidental and purely intellectual.The second type of library has readers who wander in without any agenda.They simply love to read They know all about the librarian and staff.They feel humbled by the wisdom stored in the books.Although passionately opinionated,they readily accept that they know only a little.They donot plan and read.They graze the books randomly and meander through all the subjects.Their pleasure is emotional.
Years of formal education has made me in to a reader of the first type.I am trying my best to unlearn.