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Plight And Prejudice

Mini Kapoor

The Hero’s Walk
By Anita Rau Badami
Bloomsbury
Price: Rs 370

Early in Anita Rau Badami’s new novel, the central character compares his wife to a bar of Lifebuoy soap — ‘‘functional but devoid of all imagination’’. It’s a description Sripathi Rao, a 57-year-old copywriter in small town India, would perhaps have summoned to sum up most aspects of his life till the day his world comes tumbling down.

 
Badami’s locale demands comparisons with Narayan’s Malgudi. But these tales soaked in sorrow, coated with fortitude, announce a rare talent
 

In this book of loss and reclamation, death and rebirth, Badami explores how the sudden exit of a single person — no matter how far away, how estranged — changes the lives of all the inhabitants of Big House in hot and humid Toturpuram. Sripathi had disowned his daughter Maya nine years ago after she broke her engagement with the suitable NRI boy he had picked for her to marry Alan, a fellow student at an American university. Nine years in which nothing really changed in Big House, an ancestral property increasingly at odds with the apartment blocks springing up around and with the Rao family’s dipping fortunes.

Sripathi, feeling more and more redundant in his job at a local ad firm, now engages with the world by penning anonymous letters to the editor. His wife Nirmala takes Bharatnatyam classes to help make ends meet and maintains a furtive correspondence with Maya. Their son, Arun, languishes over his doctoral thesis while annoying his father with his activisim to save the turtles and have mechanised fishing banned. Sripathi’s mother, rendered a wicked caricature after her disappointments with a long-dead, uncaring husband and a son who never became the doctor or judge of her dreams, keeps sneaking around the house, finding titbits to pinch. She holds on tight to her daughter, Putti, who in turn despairs over a lonely life ahead.

Into this house enters Maya’s daughter Nandana, turned mute after her death in a road accident in Canada. This quiet seven year old, wide-eyed in a new country and a new family, changes every life in mossy Big House by her very presence. Sripathi, for ever denied the opportunity to forgive his daughter, must break fresh barriers of silence to seek forgiveness himself. Nirmala, with a new ward to fuss over, fast makes peace with her fate, and goes about trying to better other, inertia-ed lives.

Badami’s Toturpuram, with its changing seasons mirroring the tumult in Big House, demands comparisons with Narayan’s Malgudi. It is a town that reveals a changing, yet always enduring, India during patient walkabouts, a town at once unique yet representative of everywhere else. In fact, Badami applies Narayan’s quiet humour as she chisels her cast to extract interesting stories from Lifebuoy characters. It is a familiar dignity that envelops the residents of Big House as they each attempt to live in truth, to wash away Toturpuram’s daily humiliations — at the hands of rude truck drivers, bosses spinning in higher orbits, neighbours who have clambered up the ladder after striking the right connections.

Yet, unlike Narayan, Badami appears to be looking back in time while detailing contemporary life. It could immediately invite the familiar charge of a writer ensconced abroad mining her native land for stories. But that would be a petty accusation. Instead, it could be a temporal dissonance accounted for by the fact that she is seeking to reclaim relevance for folks who fear their time may be long past.

Give her a chance, these tales soaked in sorrow, coated with fortitude, announce a rare talent.

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