Friday, October 11, 2013

Shantaram

Shantaram literally means a man of peace. The protagonist of the book is rechristened as Shantaram.
It’s ironic considering the fact that the protagonist happens to be a heroin addict who robs stores at gun point to feed his addiction. He gets caught and is sentenced to 19 years of imprisonment in Australia. He escapes and flees to New Zealand and using a fake passport eventually lands in Mumbai, India where most of the story is based.
All of this is exactly what happened in the author’s life in reality.
And so Shantaram is considered an autobiography and the author’s narration does reinforce this belief. However, that is not the case. All of the characters in the book are fictional. And so are the events, except the major ones. For example, the author was actually renamed as Shantaram in a remote Indian village for coexisting peacefully with the villagers for 5 months as if he was one of them.
And therein lays the beauty of the book- in irony, in contrast, in antithesis.
The story begins with the protagonist “Lin” landing in Mumbai and hiring a tour guide “Prabhaker”. As the plot progresses Lin befriends Prabhaker and goes to stay with him in his village Sunder where he is christened as Shantaram by Prabhaker’s mother. On their way back to Mumbai, they are robbed and Lin, having lost all his possessions, is forced to live in the Mumbai slums due to his poverty. In the slum, he sets up a free clinic. The fact that the only medical knowledge Lin has is from his first aid training in Australia just describes the condition of the slum dwellers and yet, Lin adapts to the community and even learns the local language. He also falls in love with Karla and gets involved with the local mafia which gets him in trouble with the local police and he is thrown in Arthur road jail. In prison he almost dies of torture but is released, again due to influence of the mafia. His sense of loyalty to the mafia takes him to Afghanistan to help the Mujahideen. Upon his return, he realizes he has become everything that he loathes and decides to build an honest life.
For those of you not familiar with Mumbai, the city is characterized by its rains, population and its slums. And they don’t exactly make the city pleasant. Its proximity to the sea combined with the Indian sun and pollution makes it a permanent sauna and leaves a person leaving perennially sweaty and sticky. The slum houses the poorest in the city where people are crowded in huts and live without proper water and power supply or even basic sanitation facilities.
And yet, the author finds beauty and happiness in this very city. His narration is such that he leaves the reader with a craving to visit the city. He captures the reader’s attention and imagination with his opening line (insert opening line) and he holds it throughout the 900 page narrative. 900 pages of a story which seems as fantastic as it seems real. And the author weaves this magic with contrast in events, in ideas and in people. A most wanted fugitive runs a free clinic for the poor, a mafia Don uses arguments and theories of physics to debate morality, the poorest people are the happiest, true freedom is experienced in a prison and the most disgusting and annoying features of the city actually make it beautiful.
And this is just the beginning. The narrative has lots of subplots which give interesting insights into the working of mafia and the insides of the Indian film industry and the life of the richest and also the poorest. The author has truly captured the essence of the city.
The book forces a person to broaden their view points and to think beyond just right and wrong. It makes the readers realize that there is a fine grey area which exists between black and white and a person cannot be judged as just good or bad based solely on his actions. And this is exactly why it makes for such an interesting read.
If you still don’t want to read a 900 page book, just wait for the Hollywood movie-






Wednesday, October 9, 2013

What do I teach?

What do I teach?
What would you teach if you were told to teach something to a class within 5-8 minutes?And you could pick a topic, any topic under the sun (well, except the inappropriate ones). 
What would you do if you were in this position and you have to teach a group of people something, anything, in 5 minutes?
Let’s take a look at this group of people.  It consists of professors and students from all parts of the world. And you are an Indian national.
You have been born and brought up in India and after living there for almost a quarter of your life, you fly half way across the world, to do something you believe in. And everything is great, everything is new and different, but it is great nonetheless.
Except that you are still Indian. For your own self and for the world, you are Indian. That is your first line of introduction for the first month you are here- “Hey, I am XYZ and I am from India”. It will probably be the first time in your life when you will actually feel proud of your nationality. Instead of just feeling it because you are supposed to, you will actually feel proud of it. The only other occasion you feel as proud and connected to your motherland is when you sing Her the national anthem and salute Her flag on a foreign country. It will be a feeling so powerful that it will choke you and you will have to fight to get the words out of your mouth, but you will still do it. Because you are Indian.  You still listen to Bollywood songs no matter how crappy some of them are and you still crave for Indian food.
Or maybe you won’t feel any of the above mentioned things, in which case, I just pity you. Because on a global scale, you really don’t have a sense of belonging. Sure, you will eventually make your own identity and you will still need a sense of belonging to keep you rooted. You work for an organization it will be a part of your intro. You work for an individual that will be a part of your intro.  But that’s beside the point right now.
So what are you supposed to teach a group of people in 5 minutes when say atleast for the time being, you are seen only as an Indian student, nothing more. 30% of the people you talk to will be surprised that you can actually make a conversation in english without getting stuck and they will compliment you about it! Most of the people who ask you which part of India you belong to will need an answer relative to New Delhi or Chennai or Mumbai. And almost all Indian food will be naan and chicken tikka masala. And you will feel happy and surprised that people around the globe know about it. And you will feel grateful that people are taking so much efforts to make you feel comfortable and at ease. And eventually you will settle down and make friends and build a life.
But now that you have a chance to teach them, what would you say? Will you talk about the vast and varied geography of India? Or about the numerous cultures She encompasses? Or will you talk about our many festivals ,that certain set of people don’t observe anymore, or the varied food choices? Will you talk about cities which are getting westernized slowly or about those who still uphold their traditions? Will you list the accomplishments of other Indians  and tell people why you are proud of being an Indian? Or will you mention India’s poverty or illiteracy problems ? Will you talk about India’s economy or our attempt to ape certain festivals from across the globe in an effort to become more “westernized”?
What would you teach?
What do I teach?
Any ideas?

PS- This is just me contemplating about a grad school assignment.Please do not get any other ideas. :)