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Karukku‘ by Bama came out in 1992. I don’t know whether it was famous and whether it was praised by readers when it first came out. But today it is regarded as a classic. I discovered it maybe around ten years back and I decided to read it a few days back.

Karukku‘ is classified as a novel and it is inspired by Bama’s own life. I read it as a memoir. It describes Bama’s life since the time she was a child growing up in a village. She describes life in the village, the poverty there, the beautiful things there, the small joys and happinesses, how festivals were celebrated, what kind of food people ate, what kind of work people did, the patriarchy that kept crushing women, the strength and resilience and heroism of women, the casteist wars between different communities, the suppression of the dalits by other communities. Some of it was beautiful to read, much of it was hard to read. At some point, Bama leaves her village and goes to a different place for high school, and then later to another place for college. Her physical environment and economic circumstances improve but the caste-based oppression continues. Later Bama becomes a teacher and for the first time in her life she is making enough money to live comfortably. After working for many years as a teacher, Bama decides to become a nun. She wants to help poor kids. But when she gets trained to become a nun, she discovers that the priests and the nuns discriminate people based on their caste and they respect only money. It is a big shock for her. At some point, she finds this situation unacceptable and she leaves the church. The story ends there.

(It is one of the ironies in India that the caste system which is a feature of Hinduism has been imported into Christianity and other religions. So a Hindu Dalit person who is oppressed and who feels that if she converts to Christianity, her situation will improve and goes and embraces this new religion soon has a rude shock because in this new religion she continues to be treated as a Dalit and she continues to be oppressed. She discovers that nothing has changed.)

‘Karukku’ is written in the spoken, vernacular language. When we read it we feel that someone is speaking to us. The book has been translated into English. It will be interesting to find out how this spoken dialect has been translated.

Across the years, ‘Karukku’ has attained the status of a traditional classic. That is, it is often recommended but almost never read. If you search for books by Indian Dalit writers you’ll always find it ‘Karukku’ in the top 10. But most probably even the person who has made the list wouldn’t have read it. ‘Karukku’ deserves a wider audience because it is a powerful book which gives a realistic description of discrimination in the real world. I’d like to say that I enjoyed reading it, but I’d be lying if I say that. I found it powerful and moving and sometimes tough to read. But I’m glad I read it.

Have you read ‘Karukku’? What do you think about it?

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I read a collection of R.Chudamani’s short stories last year and loved it. Outside of that collection, her books were hard to come by. I found a slim novella called ‘Iravu Chudar’ (‘Night Flame’). So I decided to read it now.

Yamini is the only daughter of her parents. She is an unusual kid when compared to her contemporaries. She doesn’t like playing with other kids that much, she likes lots of me-time, she doesn’t like people using endearments with her, she likes reading, she likes looking at the sky and the stars in the night and experiencing the infinite immensity of the universe with awe. Her parents think that this behaviour of hers will go away as she grows older. At some point, when she becomes a young woman, her parents want her to get married. They see a deep resistance within her. She says that she’ll never get married. Her mom goes ahead and fixes her marriage. Though her father seems to understand Yamini, he doesn’t have the strength of will to resist his wife, and stays a passive bystander. A few days before the wedding, Yamini disappears. Her parents make a complaint to the police. The police catch Yamini while she’s trying to catch a train to flee out of town. She’s brought back home. Her parents ensure that she gets married. As you might have guessed by now, this cannot end well. All hell breaks loose, and things go from bad to worse, as events move to a tragic, heartbreaking end. Chudamani almost pulls a rabbit out of the hat in the end and nearly gives us a happy ending, and while we are nearly basking in the warmth of it, she delivers a second devastating blow.

‘Iravu Chudar’ is a beautiful story, it is a heartbreaking story. It is the story of many young Indian women and men, who were different from their peers, who were shy and introverted, and wanted to mind their own business, but unfortunately the world didn’t let them live in peace. Yamini is a beautiful character who goes through hell because she is different.

Reading Yamini’s story left a deep impact on me, because in some ways I had similar experiences. I was a deep introvert when I was young, who wanted to be left alone, living with books and music and movies, and other small happinesses in life. My parents tried to thrust marriage on me, especially my dad. Things were so bad at one point that my whole family was ranged against me. How I came out of that time with my sanity intact, I still don’t know. But I resisted and persisted, and deep inside my introverted self there was a strength that I never believed I had. That thing grew and became a plant and then a tree, and when my dad tried crushing my will, he saw something immense like an oak in front of him, which he had never seen before. He tried every trick to bring it down but it was too strong for him. It was the first time I’ve seen my dad defeated in life. I just got lucky. Unfortunately, Yamini wasn’t. It is heartbreaking.

I don’t understand why a person can’t be shy, introverted, mind their own business and live their life. Not everyone wants to socialize or spend the whole day talking with someone. There are people who like lots of me-time, who like reading for the whole day, or contemplating the whole day, or listening to music the whole day, or learning something for the whole day. There are people who don’t want to get married. They just want to live their lives on their own and be happy in their own way. As long as they mind their business, pay their taxes and don’t break the law, they should be able live their lives in the way they like. Why push them to get married and make their lives hell? Why this deep hatred for introverts? This story shows what happens to one such person who wanted to mind her own business but her parents and family pushed her into a situation she was not comfortable with.

Everytime I read a Chudamani story, I’m filled with a sense of awe. How this person, who never went to school and never got a formal education (she was homeschooled during her younger years), had such deep insights into the human condition and wrote such profound, beautiful stories – we’ll never know. It is pure magic.

‘Iravu Chudar’ (Night Flame) has been translated into English as ‘Yamini’. Copies are hard to come by. If you stumble upon one, hope you decide to read it and like it.

Have you read ‘Iravu Chudar’ (Night Flame) or other stories by Chudamani? What do you think about her stories?

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