In search of form
Mridula Garg
books and literature
A powerful literary testimony to the angst, suffering and attempted
rebellion of a dalit community in Punjab…
Before I review Changiya Rukh (Against the Night), I must record my
strong objection to the semantic quibble asserting that caste is not
on par with race; or else, I lose the right to review this or any
dalit work. Caste-based discrimination is one of the worst forms of
racism because it is practised against one's own countrymen. Like
race, it is determined by birth and does not end with death but passes
from generation to generation. In theory, it is possible to escape
caste (unlike race) by changing one's religion but in practice, we
know, caste follows us into whichever religion we convert to.
At first sight, Balbir Madhopuri's Changiya Rukh is a dalit
autobiography like many others with all the ingredients that shock and
shame non-dalit Indians; or ought to. The unimaginable, horrific
struggle for the barest minimum of survival and the daily
brutalisation of human instincts are etched as is the incomprehensible
capacity of people to survive, escape the tentacles of caste
repression and become people of consequence.
In the words of Madopuri himself:
Many a time
I'm dwarfed
Like a tree cut at the top
Over whom passes the power line
I get pruned out of season
When in passing
Someone is curious to know what my caste is.
Sensitive portrayal
Changiya Rukh is a powerful testimony to the suffering, angst and
attempt at rebellion of the dalit community of chamars in Punjab but
it is something more. It is this something, which makes it significant
as a literary work. It is a lively chronicle of a host of people, each
significant and memorable, not as a representative of a caste in one
part of the country but as an individual.
There is the sensitive boy, planting a mango sapling, acquired with
great labour, in his mud hut to have it roughly snatched by his father
(Bhaiya), telling him not to ape upper-caste Jats. "My heat wilted
like the plant. A storm had blown away the flowers of my desire. Even
so, I thought we too should have a tree in our courtyard, so the
sparrows, doves, and parrots may come to perch and bicker on the
branches." I heard the future poet in the little child as I read the
lines and my heart wilted too.
He is too small to understand the meaning of caste or of defilement,
for which he is taunted, abused, beaten, and denied basic human needs.
But he has no option but to understand quickly or suffer more
humiliation.
There is the dalit grandmother, Daadi Haro who, by sheer force of
personality and an acrid tongue, holds her own against everyone. "If a
Jat woman (or any other woman) passed near her without wishing her,
she would say loudly, "Wonder which arrogant bitch just passed by."
Daadi's authority is unchallenged. One day, Taro Tai (who belonged to
a Jat family) and Chachi Chinni are on the swing … when Daadi sees
them, no one knows what happened but she shouts, "'Is this the only
work left for these wanton women? They are not bothered about their
husbands… Loose women! Bad ones!' The swing stopped… the onlookers
slunk away."
Still around
There is the rebellious Phumman, who tells a Jat landlord, "Threaten
someone else; those days are gone when all of us bowed and scraped
before you. Think before you speak or else I'll pluck your beard."
Alas, 'those days' are not really gone, as Madopuri realises when he
becomes an assistant editor in the city. "It seemed to me that the
curse of caste had permeated our society and there was no indication
of its dying out soon. Then it suddenly occurred to me that the Muhay
formula may be the most effective method of establishing social
equality." The Muhay formula is no different from the Phumman formula,
deliver a sharp slap, termed a 'humanist slap on the face of
casteism', by the writer. Muhay gave a Punjabi poet a resounding slap,
when he kept taunting him about his caste, saying, after retirement,
he could sit under the Neem tree and polish shoes.
Seeds of hope
The oppressed and hapless father, Bhaiya, too declares time and again
in the chamarli of the village, "No one has the time to listen to our
plea that this caste system was not ordained by god, but has been made
by man for his own selfish motives." Though his ranting and railing
serves no purpose and he often ends up thrashing his sons, his
rejection is heartening. As is his instilling a yearning in Madhopuri
to study and escape the drudgery of his birth and help others do it
too, through political action. The mother, bua, and other women are
more down to earth. They accept their so-called fatebut find ways of
dealing with it with courage, determination, even benevolence. They
somehow manage to retain their person-hood and deal with life as women
and mothers do, anywhere, anytime. There are innumerable minor
characters who, transcending the caste-stereotypes, show their human
face, to make the writer title a chapter as 'an oasis in a desert'.
As I read this personal saga full of brutality and pathos, I could not
help wish that Balbir Madhopuri had used the powerful yet intensely
humane material, gleaned from personal experience, to weave a novel
rather than an autobiography. It would have given him the freedom to
edit and prune the repetitive and sometimes inane details. It is a
paradox of human psychology that fictionalising facts does not reduce
but increases their credibility and poignancy. A well-honed novel has
a greater impact as a chronicle of truth than a recital of unedited
events. I could see a vibrant and unique novel straining to get out of
the pages of this autobiography. The fact that I finally read it as a
novel is a tribute to the literary sensibility of the writer and the
compassionate participation of the translator Tripti Jain.
Changiya Rukh, Against the Night: An autobiography, Balbir Madhopuri,
translated from Punjabi by Tripti Jain, OUP, 2010, p.215, Rs. 395.
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