Tuesday 25 June 2019

Girish Karard

Photo courtesy :Wikipedia

Few people ignite your mind and become constant source of inspiration. He was one of them. But his inspiration was silent one. My upbringing was a regional one and it the time of turbulence. Assam was burning in 80s and 90s.
Till than I knew him as an actor. Then the passion for cinema started. One Sunday evening dordarshan was supposed to play Kalyug the movie by Shyam Benegal. Till then I knew his value so sat down to watch it eagerly from the very first.  After about 15 minutes I realized that it was a screen play adapted from Mahabharata. It was a perfect adaptation in modern time to me.
I wanted to know the script writer. It was Girish Karnard.  The movie, the script inspired me and I understood the value of Girish Karnard. I never had the opportunity to see Utsav, the movie he directed. (How can I? it was regarded as adult movie. Thanks to the spicy Media my impression was also not that high about Utsav until I discovered Girish Karnard the original writer and thinker)
Then while lurking inside the district library bookshelves I discovered a collection of his play. I had a long association with Assamese Armature Theater throughout my parallel carrier as a medical student. (1994 to 2006 it’s a lot of grilling we all medicos has to face) . His plays thrilled me because of various reasons. Originality and appeal is acknowledged by all. The political subtext I was not aware of (or cared for till few years back) My appeal to his stature was because of my regional sentiments. I always thought and believed that regional language has all the appeal and talent to get international attention. But the gap between the killer language in which I am writing and my regional language is too vast. In those days may Salman Rushdie had uttered something derogatory about the regional language of India. It pinched me like anything. And I wanted to answer him back (though I know I was and still am a nobody) At that moment Girish Karnard was a real answer to Rushdie’s allegations that vernacular language don't have any potential and contribution after independence . This man with Marathi as his mother tongue, prolific in English , PhD in  Mathematics from UK was writing in Kanada and has a world wide appeal. After that I have followed his activities.
 His strong public intellectual activism and persuasion of historical and mythological myth in creative writing are unmatched. Could not meet him personally, could not watch more of his plays on stage are few of my disappointments.

Sunday 23 June 2019

Joyce's Ulysses, Many Dickens and Shakespeare.. Rs.200 /kg





The town I live now a day’s; don’t have a book shop dedicated to literature. And life is taking such a shape that I hardly get any time to read and ponder about the matter. Still the company of book, the process of flipping over the pages and discovering something new exits me. I wish I could read more...and after trying again and again buying at random I manage to continue the habit of reading.
Only yesterday after five hours of exhausting scientific meeting and three hours of journey to Jaipur (the city of JLF) we got hungry and wanted have a quick bite.  We saw a mall nearby and all of us ventured in towards its food court. While coming back and waiting for the car to arrive I saw a tent full of books in front of the mall
BOOKS SALE#
#sale Rs.200 /kg !
A quick scrolling showed James Joyce's Ulysses, Many Dickens and Shakespeare and even many modern day bestsellers also. Book regardless of its merit, value, genre @200/kg?
This degradation of value of books is someone new to the history of mankind. You can argue by giving the stats of ebook, audio book in the market. May be some are reading them... but are they also processing the information ?
 Blame it on cell phone and various apps. May be it is true. Till laptop we could sneak out time to read, to process the information gathered in the gray matter and compartmentalize them systemically. Gone are the days. Now we have become mere data generator to the data hungry corporate and some unknown Big Brother. Pawn in the battle about which we are not aware of .
I saw Gulzar,'s suspected poem. Always a Gulzar fan. SO looked at the Price 299..
How much? I asked  
 : Rs 150.  The vendor replied.
 Thanks Gulzar sahab... your popularity still have some market sense.