The Assassination of Indira Gandhi: Slices of India, some savoury

Indira Gandhi, Prime Minister of India, visiting Austria. Hotel Imperial in Vienna. 1983. Photograph by Nora Schuster. (Photo by Nora Schuster/Imagno/Getty Images) Die Premierministerin Indiens Indira Gandhi zu Besuch in Wien. Hotel Imperial. 1983. Photographie von Nora Schuster.


Sandwiched within the provocatively titled book, “The Assassination of Indira Gandhi”, Upamanyu Chatterjees collection of short stories takes a wide sweep of rural and urban India’s landscapes, and ‘peoplescapes’, through a range of extreme narratives, which deal with the figurative as well as fecal.

The titular short story, comes towards the end of the book, where a jaundice-ridden and fatigued young Sikh boy learns about the assassination of former Prime Minister Indira Gandhi, while recuperating in the comfortable confines of his parents’ home in Mussoorie, and makes him wonder about the futility of an unstable world, where fate is indifferent to effort.

The assassintion barely plays out in the story, through inputs from primitive television and informed neighbours in the remote hillstation home, where the young boy and his parents discuss the events which followed the killing. But the shock value of the short story’s title apprently does enough to cloak it on the cover.

The 12 short stories are written in varied styles, some of them delightfully complex, jargon-filled, while others are stunningly simple in both style and content.

By the way, when one gets the opportunity to chance upon phrases like ‘iambic pentametre’, ‘decolam’, ‘varlets’, among others, in course of the stories, there really is no call for raised eyebrows, as you reach for a dictionary to understand the meaning. After all Upamanyu Chatterjee was a Shashi Tharoor ahead of his time, when it came to bringing the spotlight on rare nuances of the English language, much before Tharoor’s literary adventures trended on social media.

The collection opens with a cloak and dagger story, about how British ambassador Sir Thomas Roe dawdles his way through local customs, courtiers, satraps, the weather and corruption in order to present himself at the court of Emperor Jehangir.

The other stories include ‘Othello Sucks’, in which a seemingly upper middle class couple comes to terms with their daughter’s warming up to dark-skinned boy of half Mauritanian descent, after they engage with each other against the backdrop of rehearsals for the Shakespearean play about the Moorish prince, at school.

The other stories are about a young boy avenging his sexual predator, the death of a teenage girl and her classmates’ coming to terms with her demise, the disappearance of children from the village following an encounter with a professional catcher of rats.

The collection of short stories also marks the comeback of the irreverent, but affable young trainee bureaucrat Agastya Sen, the protagonist of Chatterjee’s ‘English August’ in the short story ‘The Killings in Madna’, which is a throwback to the stifling, bureaucratic settings of author’s debut novel.

A bureaucrat himself, it would not be too difficult for the author to recreate the dourness surrounding a young city-bred bureaucrat’s life in a dusty district. But Chatterjee is a master of this craft, which he unleashes through his fictional sub divisional magistrate under-training and the air of futility through which he plods on.

Another story titled ‘Sparrows’ which particularly catches the eye, is one which tackles the phenomenon of sparrows disappearing from modern Indian cities and the doomed efforts of a man who tries to make a pair of birds feel at home in his city home.

‘Can’t Take This Shit Anymore’ is also a gripping story, which tugs at the heart, about daily humiliation faced children of India’s manual scavengers in rural India, especially those involved in the dehumanising chore of cleaning dry toilets, which ends on a valiantly optimistic note.

Overall, ‘The Assassination of Indira Gandhi’ is a book which encases many slices of India and some of them are really savoury. (IANS)


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