Friday, 7 April 2023

They can not hear a woman's voice

  


A woman is the full circle. Within her is the power to create, nurture and transform.

Diane Mariechild 


                       


                                                                                                       Gajra Kottary

                                                                           

They cannot hear a woman's voice...

That is what an award-winning scriptwriter and author feels vis-à-vis contemporary hindi tele-serials and even films. Over the last two decades that I have been writing for television, it is becoming more and more tough to show real women and their struggle on television. For one, there is pressure to keep the women looking glamorous, which is the manageable part. The difficult part is surviving the unreasonable pressure to have them fit into boxes”, observes Gajra Kottary, 57,  two-times recepient of the Apsara awards (Guild Awards) for story writing. 

Daughter of the famous classical musician, late Pandit Amarnath Chawla of the Indore Gharana, Gajra was born in Delhi and a topper at the PG (Dip)course in Journalism from the Indian Institute of Mass Communication (IIMC), Delhi. While she was working for several well-known newspapers, what touched me is her choice to work for United Nations Development Programme (UNDP) as a freelancer, that too when she was pregnant with her second child. Working for CHOICES means walking for miles, often on kucca roads, in the interiors of Maharashtra and Rajasthan to write on projects that would empower common people, specially women and children. Perhaps, that is why her serials like  Balika Vadhu (Colors) could talk about several uncomfortable issues so convincingly. For example, I still remember Anandi Singh's first experience of menstruation. Despite a movie like Padman, those Balika Vadhu scenes are still etched in my memory.  A woman's fear and discomfort were featured prominently and strongly in the teleserial.  Her serials hit at several such taboo issues. Another example is the protagonist's (Dr Simran Mathur) choices in Astitva-Ek Prem Kahaani (Zee TV). Even today and post actor Priyanka Chopra’s celebrity marriage, people still talk in hushed tones about older woman marrying a much younger man. 

Still, it is difficult to bracket her. Given a choice, she would rather be a nonconformist and gender-inclusive than a feminist with its foibles. Herein goes the interpretation from a curious and a courageous woman about being a woman in challenging situations, be it in reel or real life. 

Sudeshna Chatterjee in conversation with Gajra Kottary

     

The Questionnaire 


 You started of as a journalist in a newspaper, later moved in an UN sponsored magazine, CHOICES. Then a script writer and a television writer. Finally you became an author as well. At which stage, you could put up women's issues most prominently, freely and convincingly? Also, where could you see maximum results in terms of manifestation of that empowerment? And yet, would you describe yourself as a crusader or a writer or simply put, a rebel with a cause?

  Now that you analyse it this way, I see the pattern myself. There has always been a certain restlessness in me to express myself and give an audible voice to my opinions, to share my take on women's lives in all their complexity.

  Growing up in Delhi of the 70's and 80's, the only avenue available in writing was journalism. So, even while doing my journalism course at the IIMC, I had already started writing actively for Hindustan Times and The Statesman, as well as long distance for Eve's Weekly and The Times of India, based in Mumbai. I was never inclined towards writing about politics and the economy. It was always social issue for me. I did worry about sustainability since I chose to write about women in terms of a career in writing.

  Marriage and a shift to Mumbai, opened up new avenues to give vent to my urge for speaking up. Writing for CHOICES-the magazine brought out by UNDP was done in the phase when I had chosen to be a freelancer because my son was a kid and I was pregnant with my second child. It helped me get an exposure to rural India and its women. The women were also very receptive to me. It is a learning that really helped me in my understanding of the lives of real women in the interiors of India. But I yearned to speak to a larger audience and through a medium that could make a stronger impact. So scriptwriting it was. Parallel to this of course was this aspiration to become an author.

  But to answer your question about which medium I could put up women's issues most prominently, freely and convincingly, like life itself, there is no one perfect medium for all this. While TV gives one's voice prominence, it is not very free, nor is it a solo speak. And while being an author gave one true freedom of speech, it isn't as prominent and mass appealing as TV. So I keep alternating between the two expressions to keep myself satisfied.

   TV of course is the most impactful medium out of those that I have worked in, for the empowerment of women. But I still don't see myself as a crusader. A rebel with a cause might be a better description of me, as I just want to tell women's stories with empathy and sympathy so I could help sensitise both genders towards what needs to change.

 

You have been a writer now for over two decades. Among others, you have been a part of that archetypical tele-serial Balika Vadhu, writing 2175 episodes. How do you find the changing role of a woman in reel and real life in India? Also, how much do you see reality in the contemporary tele-serials and films? 

 Over the last two decades that I have been writing for television, it is becoming more and more tough to show real women and their struggles on television. For one, there is pressure to keep the women looking glamorous, which is the manageable part. The difficult terrain is surviving the unreasonable pressure to have them fit into boxes. Consequently, the  'real woman' is becoming quite a myth in Indian soaps. 

Layering of women characters, showing their grey shades, is challenging. They have to be either black or white if they are the prominent characters. I have often tried to manage the situation by giving interesting shades to other characters, making their stories compelling and real while having the main characters react to them. That was the pattern in Balika Vadhu, where the young and impressionable Anandi watched, for example how her Tauji lost his first wife to her multiple pregnancies due to a weak womb (a proven phenomenon linked to early marriage or child marriage). And then, how he married again and the struggle of his poor, young and mismatched wife. All this while, Anandi  did not fully realise how her life was going to be impacted by giving up the studies that she was so good at. But eventually when it all added up, Anandi was impacted and had to evolve. Ditto with Kalyani, the matriarch and Dadisaas of Anandi. How the sheer goodness of Anandi slowly transformed her (most important  character to me and my team) from being conservative to enlightened. 

 

                           

                                                         

                                                                                                 Balika Vadhu                                                                      

                                                 

These days, the TV industry is no longer a very sustainable model, with intensive competition from other mediums as well as from within. So there is desperation to succeed which is not healthy, creatively speaking. Hence, in that process, we, writers, do not have the luxury to take a realistic look at stories and characters, which I do miss. But I am trying my best to keep up with the times and yet not losing my voice.

 

You are a mother to a son and a daughter. Do you believe that the lessons that a child gets from a mother since his/her impressionistic years can go a long way in creating less of chauvinism among guys and more of empowerment among girls? Pl elaborate.  

Absolutely. Very well put. I have tried to be conscious and practice what I preach when it came to bringing up my son, Advait, and daughter, Aastha. If anything, my son sometimes feels that both of us have been stricter with him than with his sister. But that could also be because of the older and younger syndrome as he is the older one, and she was sickly as a child so the indulgent streak about her has continued to date!

I still remember how I would make my son help with the household chores and run errands for me when he was young. One of my neighbours, a Punjabi lady, told me that I was a bad mother for making my son do so much work and pampering my daughter.

But the result is that today my son, 32, is a fantastic cook and perfect at running his house anywhere in the world. My daughter, 29,  in sheer competition with him is slowly getting there! 

 

Why is it that even today and increasingly so, female child/ girl/woman harassment/torture instances do not create a stir like a racial/ religious divide across different media platforms, whether it is press, radio, television and/or social media?

 I wish I could tell you why Sudeshna, as it really bothers me a lot. I suppose it is because women are not present in numbers as big as men are in places that matter, where they can determine coverage about women. But it is also about men, not just women, deciding about that coverage - influencing what is important and what is not. 

 It is for this reason that I am always trying to underline the importance of being gender inclusive. While women can and should increase their physical presence in media and entertainment, we also need to have the men's hearts in the right places.

I have been very fortunate and personally met, worked and lived with men who are truly egalitarian, but I know that it is not the norm. I have also sadly seen women who are not humanists--though I know that saying this might not be politically correct.

 The whole issue of gender sensitisation is a chicken and egg syndrome. Once more people are sensitised, especially in media, they will work towards influencing others and it will have the desired ripple effect. So we all have to work towards it and I feel that when that happens, gender parity can be a reality.      

                                                                     

To speed up progress at all fronts,  inclusion of women in decision-making is a must. This is also the reflection from the President of India, Droupadi Murmu. Do you agree? Yes/ no, please elaborate and also clarify how much of gender equity/equality and sensitivity do you see among Indian men and women today?

The reflection from the President is bang on. It is absolutely imperative that women get to play an equal part in decision making. And this has to begin from within our families and in our homes.

 The family is truly the crucible of society and it is not enough nor practical that women can only work towards their cause if they are working outside or in positions of power. In fact it is okay for women to choose to be home makers for certain phases of their lives or even their entire lives. But in that case, they should not be treated with discrimination because they aren't bringing in the money--that should not be the arbiter. Women should be empowered enough to make their own choices, whichever way they want to go.

Things are much better now than they were a few decades ago, thanks to the information explosion. There is definitely more awareness and there are also more laws that are in place for the cause of women.

However and unfortunately, while we struggle for parity, we also over-objectify our women in the way they are often projected in cinema and TV.

The hyping up of the woman's physical form to titilate men runs the risk of reducing her stature from being a sensitive being to a sensuous object.

Not only that, objectification also influences women to conform to unreasonable pressures of always looking glamourous, even if they are not feeling good or comfortable inwardly. This is what I definitely think needs to change.    

The good thing I see in my children's generation is that there is a constant questioning and counter-questioning process at work with both genders, which is fine as a process. So I am hoping that gender parity will emerge as a result of this.    

                                                                                


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#iimc#choices#genderparity#undp#gajrakottary#sudeshnachatterjee#BalikaVadhu#Aastitvaekpremkahani#Padman   




                                                                     



Tuesday, 14 February 2023

Eat Pray Love

 We think too much and feel too little.
Charlie Chaplin

                                      


          Suhasini Mehta in one of her 'alone' trips
                                                      
                                                                               Pic courtesy: Suhasini Mehta 


Love is a magical word, that subsumes a world of meanings - reverence, faith, courage, passion, endurance, understanding, trust etc that can turn the tide in any relationship. However, It is no longer deemed necessary to see love only through the prism of an unilateral relationship. It could be much more holistic whether one has a spouse/ partner or not. Yes, love need not be only mushy. In today's world, like everything else, love gets reinvented  through solitary souls and that too almost daily and often by choice!

Simply put, There are two types of solitary souls. One, where the mate is missing. And two, where people, whether married or in relationship, looking for me-time or struggling to retain their individuality. In both instances, do the souls still seek out love and get it as well? I think so, going by my experience and people I spoke to.
 Because, no matter how happy or secured you are in your life, there is always a demand for personal space  and self-worth where you only want to be with yourself and/or with people other than your spouse/partner. Hence, to be in love, you need to love yourself first. 

Talented photographer, Sarika Nerurkar, 27, chucked a decade-long relationship because she would not like to lose her individuality to be loved, voiced her views that could resonate with yours. 


                                              
           Sarika Nerurkar in a sublime mood
                                             
                                                                                 Pic courtesy: Sarika Nerurkar

It took me years to understand that love is not only the love you receive from someone. I always equated my worth and esteem by how much I was loved. When I understood that the greatest form of love is the one you have for yourself and that every other form of love you receive is an extension of that, it was like an epiphany. It made me walk out of an almost decade-long relationship. 
It allowed me to reflect on who I am as a person. I ensured that I made myself happy instead of waiting for someone else to come and do it. I found love in other forms - which were nothing like the ever-so obvious romantic love. 
Like, going on walks, travelling solo, listening to music, taking myself to art shows. I spend a lot lot of time with inanimate objects that give me happiness like books, shooting with my camera and listening to podcasts.

Suhasini Ahluwalia Mehta, a stunner at 52 and blissfully wedded since the last 21 years, still loves her solitary trips and soiree with friends. And then, there are people across the age group that falls in my category where the mate is missing. For all of us, the idea of love is unlimited and can be happily partnered alone or with someone else other than a boyfriend/husband. 



Here are some of my lovey-dovey stuff. Quirky, intense, varied and fun.

 I discovered love, often,  in the dead of night, as I stare at the  NASA updates, specially when they release pictures of our Blue planet, The Earth. It was actually a dot of vibrant blue when  I saw last. It was a picture taken from the moon.
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I also get poetic when I  listen to Richard Clayderman and Rahul Sharma instrumentals or Rabindrasangeet under the star-studded cobalt blue sky amidst liberal swigs of my favourite coconut -malai drink. 

When I see artists like Raquel Rodrigo taking humble embroidery (forget wall graffitis and murals)to the street, I get a high because art can truly stir emotions. And cross-stitch has been my love since my pinafore days. Photography and cinema are two other creative arts that move me intensely. 

Are these not elements of love? According to Oxford  Dictionary, love is a very strong feeling that you have when you like someone/something very much. Going by this definition, I love so many such elements  in my life that my solitude becomes my soulitude almost every day.

Have you ever hugged a tree and felt good. I did. Of course, hugging a human being leads to a different emotion!! But that's another story. My point here is how small things in life often gets us the biggest happiness. The main thing is connection with someone and/or something. 

Ditto, when I visit the iconic Kolkata book fair/ Kalaghoda arts festival (Mumbai) and get lost in the narratives strewn all around. Or, watch a movie in the grandeur of an inox theatre in South City mall,  Kolkata or at Sterling, Mumbai. The happiness is so infectious here that the engagement with the subject precedes the presence/ absence of a partner, at least for me. In the same manner, I relish a freshly grilled trout at a farm in Manali with my family, stands mesmerised as the Golden temple in Amritsar glows in the evening, light a diya on the banks of the holy Ganga amidst the chanting of Ganga aarti on the auspicious night of Dev Deepavali in Varanasi, along with two close people and  take few peaceful dips in the Sangam, Allahabad, at the crack of dawn!! As I amble through Bannerghatta National  Park and Lalbagh Botanical  Garden in Bengaluru with an animated aunt or connect with a dear friend after almost two decades at our favourite Fabcafe at Kala Ghoda, Mumbai over baked samosa with root vegetables and multi grain chat, we don't look out for any male counterparts. Just enjoy each others company. 

                     

                 Live to eat or Eat to live? 
                                                               
             Pic courtesy: Suhasini Mehta                                        

 The list can go on but I am signing off with the following that happens periodically. When I did Reiki with music on and still do chanting. When I enter the Siddhivinayak temple, Mumbai, my walk becomes sprint.  Gorging on  two unputdownable  fictions/films back-to-back at home while simultaneously lapping up plates of sweet pancakes (patishapta) made of jaggery, kheer, coconut and flour and/or bowls of  piping-hot butter-grilled sweet corns to be washed off with another bowl of cold cucumber soup, I feel lived. And then years later, rediscover that same love as I scroll through the photographs. 
For camera when clicks a moment, it becomes an immersive  experience sealed in memory!! Memory, to be nursed and nurtured for years to come... 

So keep walking, clicking and making your love life happier!! 

 Happy Valentine's Day!! 

NB, Coming soon, another chapter on love that catch you unfailingly at a time when you need most....Stay tuned!! And do share your thoughts on what love means to you. 
Thank you! 

Saturday, 28 January 2023

Song of a bird



A bird does not sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.
 Maya Angelou

                                                                                                        Balcony Birding 
              Pic courtesy: Sudeshna  Chatterjee                                           
      
How many among humans can sing like a bird, I wonder, as I listen to the sweet rendition of a sparrow sitting pretty on my balcony. 

Now that winter has settled in, with less foliage and noise along with the guest appearance of migratory birds, chances are you could spot the avian beauties, common and uncommon, easily as they break into a song. But even in other seasons too, you will come across these winged wonders tweeting away.  All you need to do is Balcony Birding. That is the contemporary phrase I  recently learnt, which basically means observe/explore from the comfort of your balcony and consequently you will be surprised with your discoveries!! You can be living anywhere and will still come across some birds and their songs. And they are not just your usual suspects like crows, pigeons and sparrows. It could be Greater coucal, Red-vented bulbul, Indian white-eye, Purple- rumped sunbird, Black drongo, Oriental magpie-robin etc.

Some years back, I had spotted a White-throated kingfisher in the outskirts of the Maximum City. And regularly hear melody queen Asian koel, even in the City of Joy. Indian mynas are really common wherever I have been. However, I usually see them either solo or in pairs. Never in flocks, like the Rock Pigeons. Rose-ringed parakeets do come even now, perched on the parapet, once, even, kept an half-eaten apple on it. When they look at me, at a subliminal level, their innocent stares stir my heart. I feel happy and hopeful.  Bird -watching on one hand relaxes you and on the flip side gives you an adrenaline rush when your antenna tracks an exotica!! 

                                                       
                                                                                                                                                           White-throated kingfisher
         Pic Courtesy: Suhasini Ahluwalia Mehta 

    
Going by eminent estimates, there are over 1300 species of birds in India. Obviously, depending on location (cities have a negative impact on bird diversity according to an international study), the number and variety of species will also vary. Still, if you are at it, you could be as lucky as a Mumbai resident who reportedly spotted 60 bird species, thanks to balcony birding and telephoto lens. Even if you don't own one, your phone camera will do to an extent. Bird watching becomes all the more exhilarating  because each of them has an unique flying pattern, voice call along with striking physical features. 

When I hear the Indian mynas, their songs  along with the cheeps and chirrups of the smaller birds like Scaly- breasted munias and House sparrows create a beautiful orchestra to my ears. Even the harsh caw of the crows and jungle crows work like  rhythmic interlocuters in that wide-ranging orchestra!!

                                                  
                                           
                     Scaly-breasted munia
     Pic courtesy: Suhasini Ahluwalia Mehta
                                                                                                                             
Birds teach us some of the best lessons in life beside amusing us with their tweets and antics!! Here, the line blurs between the common and the endangered species. 

The first that promptly flashes on my memory inbox is the Weaver bird. But this one will hog the limelight. So, I will keep it for another day. 

Next, is the Rock doves. Every morning, for several years now, I have been feeding grains to a dole of doves. Even though the food basket is accessible by them, they would patiently wait for me to open the metal canister, take several handful of millets and spread it across the length and breadth of my balcony floor. Sometimes, when I am late, some would be seen taking a stroll, few would sulk, some other would peep through the glass window or better still, survey from the vantage point of a clothesline! But they would still not loot the food basket. And when the food is served,  despite the overwhelming number and several showing a piranha-like rush to devour the grain, each would get their turn to savour their morning meal.
No wonder, they symbolise peace and innocence!! 

                                                

    
                       Rock pigeons/doves
           Pic courtesy: Sudeshna Chatterjee 
   

Lesson learnt. That is one part of revelling in the company of these avian beauties. 
The other part is the wisdom gained. Birds are constantly engaged- chattering or pottering around. Happy to share the morsels they collect to nibble on. Now and then, peeking into their cosy home, further strengthening it with additional twigs...Yes, the way they thrive with the very basics, happily sharing that too with others and still sing with such felicity leaves an indelible impression on my mind. 
Wholesome Mindfulness. Amen.

#BalconyBirding#Housesparrow #Rockdove#Whitethroatedkingfisher #MaximumCity #CityofJoy #Asiankoel#Crow#Rockpigeon #Redvelvetbulbul #Indianmyna#Oriental magpierobin# Indianwhiteeye#Junglecrow #Scalybreastedmunia #Roseringedparakeet#BlackDrongo#Greater coucal #Purplerumpedsunbird

Friday, 16 December 2022

Tenderness in thoughts


With so many things coming back in style, I can't wait until morals, respect and intelligence become a trend again. 
Denzel Washington

                                 
           
 
 (For Representation Purpose: Crane Origami)         


On November 23, 2022, something unprecedented happened in the locker room at Khalifa International Stadium, Qatar during the FIFA World Cup. Japanese team, till then ranking 24th, had just clinched a historic victory against four times champion, Germany. Instead of celebrating it with Champagne as is de rigeur, the winners did something else. They impeccably cleaned up the changing room and then kept crane origami to express gratitude and spirit for soccer games. Their fans too cleaned up the stadium. FIFA thanked the Japanese team. 
When  FIFA shared this on its Twitter handle with a picture of crane origami, it was flooded with appreciations. There were some queries too on the reason behind this behaviour. One Japanese twitted the reason explaining that  kids were taught cleanliness from elementary school.  They clean their classrooms. 
Thus, 'when leaving a place, leave it cleaner than what it was when you came' - this attitude/outlook is ingrained in their system. 

Imagine this happening in some Indian schools. Either the authorities will lack the courage/wisdom to prompt the kids to clean up and/or some parents will create a chaos. Hence, when such things are not taught at the elementary level,  the dirt piles up in landfills, roads and at times, even in trains. 

In fact, not just cleanliness, Japanese people are known for being extremely polite and punctual. I should know. I visited the country over a decade ago.  
 
Japan, among the countries I have visited, is the most 'developed' nation. Why? Because, whomsoever, I interacted with, whether it is someone amidst the self-absorbed animated  crowd on a Thursday evening celebrating Octoberfest at the oldest Lion Beer Hall, in glamorous Ginza, lined with swanky stores;  the lanky fellow passionately playing a violin on the street outside; a group of all-women senior citizens raising a toast at the strike of midnight at a cosy sushi bar; the comparatively loud audience at the Kabuki-za theatre; the silent and disciplined commuters inside Shinkansen (bullet train) from Tokyo to Kyoto or in the bus ride to the Yakult plant near Mt. Fuji or inside Tokyo Tower or down an alley in Osaka...wherever I walked, I only met graciousness. Not once did I hear a raised voice even when I mistakenly crossed a road as the traffic light turned red! 
I am told then that this uniform cordiality of the citizens is primarily thanks to its education system. 

In Japanese schools, till fourth grade, there is no examination. The kids are made to learn their manners in the initial three years. They are made to learn the importance of being gentle and kind, compassionate and empathetic to all life forms, be it humans, birds, animals or trees. Constant harping on human qualities at an impressionistic age goes a long way in creating an affable community for an obliging world.

Well, my dear readers, do you feel manners maketh man? I do believe.  
Pl share your thoughts on this. 
The more, the merrier.

Ciao for now!! 

#FIFA #Japan #Germany #HistoricVictory #CraneOrigami #KabukiTheatre #LionBeerHall #Ginza #Tokyo #Kyoto #Osaka #SushiBar #SudeshnaChatterjee #Yakult #Shinkansen # MtFuji #TokyoTower #Octoberfest #cleanliness




Wednesday, 19 October 2022

The Wisdom of History

Peanuts: I wonder what teachers make?

          Peppermint Patty: They make a difference!                                      

                                           Charles M. Schulz



In my college days, History was one of my favourite subjects and still is. When, recently, I attended an online session on select historical figures by Anindya Mukerji, 56, I was instantly drawn into his web of panoramic knowledge. A raconteur with a difference, he gives your mind a real jog with his hard-hitting facts. He affirms that History too is used in a potent manner to make us colonies once ruled by the Whites feel inconsequential. Hence, if we want to find ourselves, we first need to de-colonize our own minds, goes his deep revelation.

His pointers are real provocateurs that prompt you to contemplate. Here are some of his gems: Countries that gained independence in the 1930’s–50’s overwhelmingly turned totalitarian or suffered military rule, but not India. Why? Why is Rajasthan, which never suffered the long depredations of the British (as Bihar), in a cluster of backward BIMARU states? How did a handful from a backward, windy isle come to lord over the vast and far more advanced Indian sub-continent? Or speaking more globally, the million-dollar question: If attending school is education, how did millions from a country with high literacy stand aside, remain silent or actively collaborate in the heinous actions of the Third Reich?

 When Anindya Mukerji is talking, you can never be bored. He makes History sound like a Sherlock Holmes mystery! A raconteur par excellence, he conjures up dramatic images, piques the interest of his audience with little-known facts, makes them think by asking pertinent questions and prompts them into spaces hitherto undefined to them. Often, the lesser or little-known facts give better perspective to a subject. As he rightly contends, "evidence-based History is a great teacher, giving us far superior perspectives, enabling wiser and much more informed choices and radically reducing the possibility of repeating mistakes". Note : anybody can join his sessions.

 Now, to the question: Who is Anindya Mukerji? I have known  him for over two decades since the time he was a high-profile corporate executive, living in upscale South Mumbai.

 Raised in the steel city of Burnpur, West Bengal, his academic track sports a gallery of acclaimed institutions: IIM, IIT, St. Xavier's and St. Patrick’s (along with an award of the prestigious National Talent Search Scholarship immediately after school). Inspired by Mark Twain, he maintains “I never let school either interfere with or define the outer boundaries of my attempts at education”. But, thankfully, he is not just into academics. From cooking to scuba diving, reading, skiing, singing, travelling...
Thanks, to his varied interests, exposures (meeting at least thousand new people every year) and  consequent curated experiences, his profile of a founder-teacher only gets better.

Yes! Despite a comfortable life in Mumbai, he left his job, relocated to Pune and started a socially- responsible endeavour, aptly named The Ekalavya Initiative. "Through its ‘Bindaas Bol’ and ‘Pagaar Bhi. Padhai Bhi’ developmental programmes delivered across 137 locations spread over 13 states of India seeks to enable tens of  thousands of orphaned girls, single mothers as also the resource-challenged from deep rural or urban slums achieve ‘escape velocity’: permanently exit their erstwhile stations, through quality career commencement with reputed firms,  options which otherwise are available to only the affluent", he maintains.

                                                         

                                          


                         Anindya Mukerji at the National War Memorial, Southern Command,                                Pune, India, made  solely with contributions by civilian citizens and 
is the only one of its kind in South Asia. 



   As I, Sudeshna Chatterjee, take this online interview, the encyclopaedic knowledge and riveting replies of Anindya Mukerji light up those muted corners of History hitherto hidden with cobwebs of negligence for several decades and at times, deliberately camouflaged with convenient contents by the unscrupulous powerbrokers.



Q and A


How relevant is history as a subject?
 

Let me start with a story.

 In 2013, my flight from Cairo to Aswan had, to my surprise, taken fully an hour and twenty minutes. Neither is at the extremities of Al Misr (Egypt) - the 876 km distance between the two being less than two-thirds of the shortest route from Alexandria in the extreme north to Abu Simbel in the deep south.

Africa, in my mind, had always been the same size as the British Isles, since each had been devoted exactly the same one page in atlases published by Oxford; Egypt, only a tiny fraction of the size of England. The said atlases had also imprinted in mind the impression Edinburgh was light years away from London, while in reality they are only 630 km apart: less than half the length of Egypt.

European countries, much smaller than the nations they colonized, have over the past three centuries deployed many insidious means to make millions on multiple continents feel eternally inferior. Cartographically diminishing us was one of them, resulting in us: the erstwhile colonized, considering ourselves, as well as countries previously colonized by the White Man, dismissively, as being insignificant and irrelevant.

Maps were weaponized, yes, but History too was used in a potent manner to make us feel inconsequential. Only events and personalities from the Occident were considered ‘History’ despite the Khmer Empire being by far larger than its celebrated contemporary Byzantine Empire, ‘History’ books don’t mention it.

 I do subscribe to the oft-cited reasons for the relevance of History as a subject, especially the maxim ‘Those who do not learn from History are condemned to repeat it’. As Albert Einstein said, "Two things are infinite : the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the universe". History provides the opportunity to learn from a treasure-trove of others’ stupidities.

History also provides innumerable instances from across the ages to recognize true wisdom viz. chasing only hard power ensures neither security nor longevity, as Aurangzeb realized too late, nor lead to wide appeal – note the near-absence of Sinic cultures across SE Asia while Indic influence flourishes from Bagan (Myanmar) to the Champa kingdom (Vietnam) and finally, the enormous price to be paid for hubris, as in the wiping out of the glorious Vijayanagar kingdom because of the mindless arrogance of Krishna Raya.

 
However, I am an avid reader of History for a host of additional reasons:

To try find answers to questions: While many nations that gained independence in the 1930’s–50’s subsequently suffered totalitarian or military rule, why did India not do so? Why is Rajasthan, which never suffered at the hands of the British as Bihar, in the cluster of backward BIMARU states? How could millions from a country with high literacy rates actively collaborate with the despicable Third Reich?’

 For often delightful answers from our past to the foods we consume today: the manner of processing of grains and spices by the residents of Dholavira or Rakhigarhi 4,000 years ago to the impact of intense trading contact with the world resulting in the mind-boggling variety of Bengali cuisine –‘sambals’ and ‘malai curries’ to the use of cottage cheese in sweets.

 To be able to call out ‘fake news’ – highly motivated versions of events, such as the manufactured one of the Battle of Talikota in 1565 with Vijayanagara being the last bastion of Hindus, holding out valiantly against marauding Muslims (Robert Sewell, 1900) or a recent video on social media that breathlessly peddles the fiction that a certain King from a medieval South Indian dynasty was ‘the greatest emperor, ever…….Ruling over Malaysia, Thailand, Singapore, Cambodia and Indonesia’. 

 For practical uses on a day-to-day basis : being able to trace back the full universe of causative factors behind current events. From Stalin’s actions in the 40’s and Russia’s ongoing invasion of Ukraine, to recognizing truly worthwhile projections - China’s likely actions because its long-standing civilizational drivers, and analogous situations - the rise today of world-class Indian track and field talent to that in the US 90 years ago.

 But for me, an Indian, the biggest motivation is that ‘History’ as written by the West has, till rather recently, been a travesty of the rich. Globally inter-connected tapestry that the story truly is, it being reduced to pointless details of endless European battles, while interesting accounts of the trading connections of Mapungubwe or the Great Zimbabwe in Africa with places as far away as India, China and Egypt are ignored.

 Muted mention of extraordinary, millennia-old edifices (the exquisite carvings on the 9th-century Banteay Srei in Kampuchea) and en passant passages on remarkable personalities (Sundiata Keita, founder of the massive Mali Empire or his wealthier-than-Augustus Caesar nephew Mansa Musa - the one who established Timbuktu as a great center of learning), while waxing eloquent on obscure knights and their ‘great exploits’.

Outright racist versions (Henri Mouhot ‘discovering’ Angkor Wat in 1860) being solemnly passed off as ‘History’ combined with deeply divisive accounts designed to enable the White Man rule at will viz. the ‘good’ British ‘liberating the helpless Hindus of India’ from oppressive Muslim rule by ‘gifting’ them the kingdom of Mysore with a picked-out-of-obscurity Krishnaraja Wodeyar III in 1799 at its head.

 As Chinua Achebe said, unless told by the lion, the tale of the hunt will always glorify the hunter. So, to go past the slanted, self-serving accounts of the occupying ‘hunters’, I read evidence-based History, written by a growing tribe of brilliant young historians from the East. To discover a grand universe of the many ignored till date in ‘History’, as also to evict the Occidental squatters of the real estate of my mind.

For to truly find myself, I first need to de-colonize it.

 
Which parts of History, National and the World, interest you the most? Why?


The areas of special interest to me are –

1.      India from 1707 (death of Aurangzeb) till 1947, especially 1875 onwards till India achieved Independence and the influence of events in different parts of the world on this period.

2.      The history of medieval Deccan ( the area South of the Narmada ), and

3.      Accounts of travellers to India, especially the Europeans in the medieval period.

 A.     I find many things fascinating about this period –

 a.       How dynasties or regimes, however strong they are, will inevitably collapse and being able to spot the early signs of their impending decay and often, sudden implosion.

b.      How a far less developed set of much smaller nations came to lord over vast tracts of land, overthrowing much older and unfathomably richer empires.

c.       The manner in which the world shrunk in an accelerating manner post the 1880s because of a series of inventions and how as a result, events across the world entered our consciousness and informed our actions, leading to independence.

d.      The emergence of a hallowed gallery of incredibly far-sighted women and men : from Maharani Chimnabai, Savitribai Phule and Kamladevi Chattopadhyay to Joseph ‘Kaka’ Baptista (associate and confidante of Tilak), Chamarajendra Wodeyar X along with CV Rungacharlu (the far-ahead-of-his-times Dewan), Vithal Ramji Shinde and Dewan T Madhava Rao, with truly outstanding leadership qualities, because of whom we have the country that is India today standing tall 75 years later, while even an erudite Dewan of a celebrated princely state was of the opinion that the nation would not last more than two years.

 B.     For the simple reason that Indian historians had considered the account of dynasties in Delhi to be the history of India and, till recently, had glancing acquaintance with the Chalukyas, Rashtrakutas, Yadavas, Kakatiyas, Hoysalas, Bahamanis – empires that have made extraordinary contributions in multiple fields : architecture, literature and linguistics to name but three.

 I live in the hope there will be more extraordinary historians of the class of Radhakrishna Choudhary with his work on the history of Mithilanchal, so that one gets worthwhile works on the history of the North-East, pre-medieval Bengal (including current day Bangladesh) and Burma (Myanmar). 

 C.     Medieval India accounted for about 25% of the world’s GDP and Bengal for more than 40% of this: effectively, more than 10% of world GDP.

 Pliny the Elder, in the 1st century CE, had complained of India being ‘the sink of the world’s gold’. The country had been both the seat of a long-standing civilization as also the source of prized manufactures and commodities - the wealth accreting out of gold sent back to pay for these goods exported to far-off lands both by maritime routes as well as overland.

 By the mid-1300’s however, the riches enjoyed by the masses and the opulence of its cities had risen to such a level that those who visited this land were incredulous at the sights.

 To me imagining life in this period by reading these accounts of visitors, especially from Europe, who talk of immeasurable wealth and architectural marvels as also the contrast they pose against the reality of India that I grew up in 50 years ago is something I find engrossing.

 
Name historical figures and events that struck you the most? Why?

 
Three, off the top of my head, are –

 1.      Sayaji Rao Gaekwad of Baroda (as very much his second wife, Maharani Chimnabai):

 a.      For a shepherd boy, picked out of an obscure village near Nashik and installed on the throne at no notice, to rise to become one of the most far-sighted visionaries, ever, of this land.

 His views on the caste system or the need for democracy and the will of the masses to replace the ‘constellation of Princes’ was articulated by him more than a 100 years ago.

 "Men are good and bad according to their virtues and capacities, not parentage. Our country’s prosperity is greatly hindered by the institution of caste. Social reforms are more important than political rights. The system which divided us into innumerable castes is a whole issue of injustice, splitting men equal by nature into divisions high and low, based on an accident of birth" (1893).

 "The first thing you'll have to do when the English are gone is to get rid of all these rubbishy (Princely) states. There'll never be an Indian nation until this so-called Princely order disappears. Its disappearance will be the best thing that can happen to India - the best possible thing" (1908).

 b.      For the wide number of areas he acted on and the long-lasting impact of these : from founding the Bank of Baroda to textile mills to irrigation canals to educational institutions.

 c.       His work on social areas : free education for all ( per capita expenditure in the state of Baroda was 50-times that of British-ruled India ), standing up against child marriage, standing up for women’s education. I could go on and on...

 d.      His nationalism, rising above parochial considerations : ethnic or other narrow identities, and his refusal to bow to the King Emperor at the Delhi Durbar of 1911.

 As Sultan Mahomed Shah (Aga Khan III) said of him, “For Sayajirao, India always came first”. This at a time when divisive pulls and tendencies were widespread and the concept of India as ‘nation’ was still in its nascent stages in the minds of millions.

 2.      Dadabhai Naoroji

 "Whether I am a Hindu, a Muslim, a Parsi or of any other creed, I am above all, an Indian". That was the ‘Grand Old Man of India’ and a seminal foundation-layer of India speaking in 1893.

 One revered by millions, regardless of background. Feted by Muslim Qazis, Hindu Priests and Sikh Granthis at the Golden Temple alike, one who as much moved half a million people to turn out on the streets of Mumbai in protest as mill workers in Ahmedabad or labourers on the streets of Lahore.

 His inclusivity, nationalism, selflessness, being the first voice to bring up the drain of wealth from India to England, contributions as a Dewan of Baroda, social reforms amongst Parsis, founder of the first Indian company in England, mentorship of Baptista, Tilak, Gokhale and MK Gandhi, contributing to the rise in popularity of Raja Ravi Varma  – I could go on endlessly...

 We Indians would do ourselves a favour by trying to understand better how much of where we stand today is because of the contributions and legacy of Sayaji Rao Gaekwad and Dadabhai Naoroji.

 However, there is another reason why this extraordinary gentlemen is an icon I think of dearly.

 India to me is the non-xenophobic, natural homeland to the world, welcoming, over the ages, all, from every corner of this earth, and making them part of our own.

 I see this when I walk down the streets of Calcutta past an ‘Armenian College’ or the ‘Chinese’ fishing nets along the coast near Kochi, read of the 5,000-odd  Polish Jews being provided a safe haven in Jamnagar during World War II or see ‘dhansak’ being eagerly devoured by gourmets.

 This making our own refuge-seekers, of caring for the invisible and unquestioningly making all an inalienable part of our identity as a nation is to me at the root of the phenomenon : Dadabhai Naoroji.

 Centuries ago, the Zoroastrians came to India fleeing from persecution. A millennium later, one from amongst the very same, once fear-fraught people – one that now considered India its own motherland, had yielded up from amongst them this powerhouse – one who kick-started the galvanizing of de-humanized millions into evicting the rapacious, illegitimate occupiers.

And in that story lies the greater unspoken one – of the unique magic of a civilization named India.

 3.      Ibrahim Adil Shah II ( known as Jagatguru Badshah of Vidyanagri - current day Bijapur)

 One of the reasons India captured the imagination of the world, as also achieved to heights in multiple fields, is its syncretic culture : welcoming one and all and making them an integral part of ourselves. For me, Ibrahim Adil Shah II who called Saraswati his Mother and Ganapati his Father, shows what heights can be achieved to out of true syncretism. In addition to his contributions to building (including temples), art, poetry, literature and music, accounts of travellers speak glowingly of his times.

 Events : 

 a.       Battle of Adwa (1896), where the Ethiopian army defeated the invading Italian army

b.      Russo – Japanese War (1904 – 05), where the Russians were routed by the Japanese

c.       The victory of Mohun Bagan over East Yorkshire Regiment in the IFA Shield finals (1911)

d.      The ouster of Tsar Nicholas II as a consequence of the First Russian Revolution (1905)

 The first three brought home the message that the White Man could be defeated.

 The news of the fall of the mighty Tsar travelled to all corners of the earth. For the masses, it meant someone considered powerful beyond measure could be brought down by the common man - a never before phenomenon. Even the Bhils of Mewar made this event part of their battle cry in their rebellion against the redoubtable Fateh Singh, Maharana of Mewar.

 Each of the above provided serious impetus, at a mass level, to the till-then heretical thought that the White Man could be thrown out from India.

 
What is the difference between history and mythology? Do they complement each other?

 
History  : ( should be, if not ideologically driven) evidence-based accounts of events and personalities

Mythology : stories / fabrications / fiction / urban legends

There are of course instances when historical figures have modelled themselves on mythical figures or on mythological narratives. There are a host of negative examples of consequences - Aryan supremacy  and Aryan purity come to mind immediately. Citing ‘Robin Hood’ as an inspiration for looting the helpless is another. There might possibly be examples of positive actions too. Did Harishchandra model himself on Lord Rama? Bhumibol Adulyadej, the highly respected King of Siam, actively did.    

 Between faith and logic, which gets precedence in historical events : local, national and world?
 
Wars have defined the shaping of geographies and destinies of men for a great part of human history. While faith has been cited as the reason to start many of them, I would posit that this has been used as an excuse - the ostensible cause - in a lot of cases to provide a moralistic cover for indefensible acts. While the real cause would have been greed for money or lust for power or greater lands or to project power, faith would have been the publicly cited reason for establishing justness of the cause.

 I find it difficult to believe that even the most blood-thirsty, revenge-seeking general or ruler would, at a personal level, be anything less than driven by cold logic, that they’d be unaware of the terrible costs of war and the toll they take. Ashoka Maurya would have been completely in his senses before deciding to ride on Kalinga. Or for that matter, Adolf  Hitler while sending those who swear by the Talmud to the gas chambers.

 Exceptions that immediately spring to mind : the Crusades (though I am not sure data will not surface in the future that shows it is not faith that truly underlay these Quixotic transcontinental forays) as also Saloth Sar (Pol Pot) and his inflicting unspeakable atrocities on his own countrymen in Kampuchea.

 

Your favorite historian? Why?
 
Possibly, William Dalrymple. Read his latest work ‘The Anarchy’. It is ‘un-put-down-able’, a riveting read.






This is how history needs to be narrated – a canvas, grand in scope, connecting events from very different parts of the globe, thereby showing their interplay and for all these hitherto disjointed pieces to become a cogent whole, stories that come to life because of a detailing out of events with their unpredictable twists and turns like a suspense-ridden thriller, brought to light because of thorough research, compelling us to read on further, passages that pull us in, with our getting fully involved with the personae involved : travelling into their worlds, sighing at the follies we can see but invisible to them, anger at their depredations and, at times, exhilaration at their successes.

 I consider Anirudh Kanisetti too to be part of this tribe as also Ramachandra Guha of the timeless tomes’ fame.
And arguably, Amitav Ghosh, because of the meticulous research into historical events that underlie his works, including the rather recent ‘ The Nutmeg’s Curse’.

 
How can history prepare youth to be a better generation?

Youth: more than 50% of the Indian populace, can have a huge bearing on public discourse as also the choice of representatives in our democracy. The long years they have ahead require them to have a greater stake in the policies adopted by such representatives. History can enable superior choices.

 Travellers to the Vijayanagar kingdom from abroad used to be dazzled by its riches as also the scale of its cities, Hampi in particular. Given the rocky terrain, patchy rainfall and poor soils of a large part of the territories it controlled, how did this empire accumulate so much wealth?

The answer : learning from the radical transformation of the Deccan by the Chalukyas (of Vatapi, Lata, Kalyana) and the Rashtrakutas through vigorous encouragement of wide trading networks – Swahili coast to Guangzhou, besides actively attracting talent from varied parts of the globe.

Empirical evidence from History shows closing doors and looking inwards guarantees penury. Entrepots and empires, from across the globe as also the ages, have lifted millions out of misery by choosing openness: ‘plugging in’ through global trade, as also drawing in talent of all denominations, regardless of background.

Youth could learn this as a key lesson from History and to make this an active factor in their choice of representatives and support for policies. This is important at a mass level for India at this juncture.

 

How history can be taught in the classroom today?

 Amol lived in the cluster of unauthorized shanties in Pune, just outside of the complex I reside in.
With an alcoholic father, who worked on construction sites, school meant perfunctory attendance in an institution run by the Municipal Corporation. Amol found neither interest nor utility in pursuing studies.
When he was in Class VIII, their regular History teacher took seriously ill. The school asked their instructor for Physical Training to step in.
In all his years of schooling, the only thing Amol absolutely loved were the lessons that this makeshift History teacher delivered : epochal events from history narrated by him as riveting stories that flowed into each other, with dramatic use of voice and movement, evoking vivid images, inscribing indelible memories. Amol eagerly waited for his History classes, while all the other subjects bored him to death.
Amol had attended school more than two decades ago, when there was no internet, no videos of historical events on You Tube, no projector or computer with audio speakers in his classroom.
Yet, an instructor of Physical Training, with no prior background in teaching History and with no available technology-enabled teaching aids had made the subject come alive to such an extent, that Amol, who had no interest in any subject at any point of time in school, can even today repeat from memory almost every lesson delivered by this incredible teacher. 

As Dalrymple and a host of other historians have done, this teacher too had made a supposedly dry subject like History become what it truly is : a suspense-ridden thriller.

 



#Mark Twain#Chinua Achebe#Albert Einstein#Adolf Hitler#William Dalrymple# The Anarchy#Amitav Ghosh#The Nutmeg's Curse #Sayaji Rao Gaekwad of Baroda#Dadabhai Naoroji# Ibrahim Adil Shah II#Anindya Mukerji#Sudeshna Chatterjee


 

Monday, 17 October 2022

The Scent of Pujo

The Scent of Pujo

Creativity is a wild mind and a disciplined eye- Dorothy Parker

Hi, everybody. I am back as promised with a better frequency. Thank you Suhasini and Tinni for your thoughtful comments on my earlier post urging all to be green-conscious. Hope, more would join the chorus.

                                                Durga Pujo: A festival of emotions  

Now that Durga Puja is just over, I step back into my mindspace of mirth that rolls down to few decades which still fills up my present with nostalgic overtures. 

Being a Bengali, Durga Pujo is intrinsic to my system since my pinafore days. Faith and devotion were unpretentious amidst variety of free lunch for three consecutive days for people living in and around a particular pujo pandal (pavilion) in Kolkata ( then Calcutta). Heaps of delicious khichuri ( rice and lentil spread with big chunks of potatoes), labra (a mix of vegetables), luchi (deep-fried flatbread), chholar dal (split bengal gram pulses),  beguni ( crispy eggplant fritters, sprinkled with rock salt), paneer curry,  fish curry ( Rohu/Hilsa), tomato and dates sweet chutney, mishti doi (sweet yoghurt), chaler payesh (rice pudding), roshogolla, fresh from the bubbling cauldron of syrup... Gluttons and gourmands became allies as they rushed to claim their seats. The menu was never repeated on those three days ( 7th, 8th and 9th days of Navratri). 

 We were immersed in the ambience flavoured with the fragrance of flowers, fruits, sweets, incense sticks and burners, spiced up with the alluring aroma of street foods and pulsating with the foot-tapping sounds of dhak ( large drum played with two thin sticks), dhol (double- sided barrel drum) and kasor ghanta (a percussion instrument consisting of a brass plate and a drum stick). Those three days, amidst food, fashion and ethnic events,  we were hardly at home and our parents would not browbeat on that.  We would hop pavilions (mind-blowing artwork and innovative lightings), savour different foods and attend cultural soirees. And of course, there would be digressive conversation with puns intended which got a native moniker called 'adda' over cups of piping hot tea with veg/ non- veg platters. Celebrated singers then and even now release their much-awaited albums/singles in Bengali during this time. Add to it, the much-anticipated movie releases in Bengali and most importantly special editions of different Bengali magazines are grabbed by people across the strata.
I feel happy  that 'Durga puja in Kolkata' now gets an intangible cultural heritage of humanity tag by UNESCO.

One look at Maa Durga, Her beautiful and powerful eyes (Trinayani) and the hand-crafted sholar topor (headgear) always mesmerises me. For several years now, residing in a different city, that connection is still vibrant. For three days, our community kitchen welcomes everyone. This is what, I feel, makes the Durga Pujo, so distinct, in serving free and fresh vegetarian lunch, complete with dessert to anyone for three consecutive days.  Of course, the exemplary, mostly hand-crafted  artwork seen in several pandals is the other hallmark of this festival. The white saree with broad red border, red bindi, sindoor displayed prominently on the forehead,  white and red bangles (shakha-pola)  is the signature attire of a Bengali married woman mostly seen on the tenth day as part of the 'sindoor khela' is another colourful tradition that is still respected. 

Everytime, I look at Maa Durga,  I am at peace and full of hope, happiness and mirth. Is this called faith, I don't know. But, I do look forward to Her arrival and listen to Mahalaya programmes (organised one day before Navratri consisting of hymns in Sanskrit and a genre of Bengali songs called Agomoni songs celebrating the arrival of the Goddess as daughter of the household). It is spellbinding when you listen to the hymns and songs at the call of dawn. For decades, we were glued to our little Murphy radio. These days, smartphones serve the purpose. Thankfully,  now even AIR (All India Radio) is so clear on my smartphone!! Some of the prominent television channels also feature programmes in Bengali to celebrate the occasion.

Our pujo starts from Shasthi, i.e., the 6th day of Navratri. We never fail to visit the pandal and offer obeisance to Maa in new clothes. 

Shubho Sharodiya🙏❤️🙏

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