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          For better and for verse
 
          A woman of verse and verve. Not only did poetess and writer Kamala Das’ works articulate unconventional views and beliefs, but as a woman, too,
 she shattered stereotypes, writes  Humra Quraishi
 
 
           KAMLA
          Das was one of those poets whose verse and words spread out. Maybe, it’s
          because of the image she’d built or the unconventional views she
          aired, not to forget the personal upheaval she’d been through –
          falling in love with a Muslim doctor and converting to Islam. And, as
          in the case of most love affairs, the going wasn’t smooth, leaving
          her forlorn and in deep sorrow. Perhaps, she released much of that
          pain through her verse, through the stories she gently weaved, through
          the connectivity she built over the years ... As K. Satchidanandan, a
          Malayalam poet, bilingual critic, translator and former secretary of
          the Sahitya Akademi, puts it, "As a poet, Kamala was a pioneer:
          She took Indian poetry in English far ahead of her women predecessors,
          like Toru Dutt and Sarojini Naidu, giving it a new feminine charm, a
          confessional quality and, yes, a political slant. She always
          identified with the downtrodden, the maidservants, the so-called lower
          caste helpless women exploited by landlords. Her poems on the
          anti-Sikh riots in Delhi and on the plight of Tamils in Sri Lanka are
          powerful indictments of the ethnic hatred and genocide of our times.  "While
          she was different from her women predecessors, she was also different
          from her male contemporaries, like A. K. Ramanujan, Keki Daruwalla,
          Nizim Ezekiel and others, as she brought a distinct emotional quality
          to Indian English poetry by weaving her poems around women’s bodily
          desires and a spiritual love`A0in the tradition of Mirabai, that only
          women can articulate and fully expressed in her poems on Krishna as
          well as on Allah in her collection Ya Allah! No wonder, she
          became a role model for almost all Indian English women poets who rose
          to fame later, like Eunice D’Souza, Charmagne D’Souza, Rukmini
          Bhaya Nair and Imtiaz Dharker and younger ones like Priya Sarukai
          Chhabria and Arundhati Subramaniam, despite the differences in style.
 "As a short story
          writer in Malayalam, she went ahead of her predecessors like
          Lalitambika Antarjanam and K. Saraswati Amma in terms of sensibility
          as well as idiom. She brought the short story close to the lyrical,
          infusing narrative situations with a`A0luminous poetic quality and
          building her stories around images rather than events. Her stories
          were more expressions of the inner drama of the modern man’s (and
          woman’s) conflict-ridden and asphyxiated mind, closer to soliloquies
          than articulations of the outer drama of historical and social events.
          She easily crossed over from one genre to another; many of her poems
          have a narrative quality, while many of her stories are almost like
          poems.  "Her
          autobiography My Story , which she kept revising all through
          her later years and kept the readers guessing as to whether all those
          love affairs were real or imagined, is one of the most lyrical and
          heart-rending memoirs ever written in India. Kamala will be remembered
          for long for having championed a breakthrough in the way we perceive
          human reality."
 Perhaps what had got her
          close, almost face to face with the reader, was the simplicity of her
          verse. There were no complex weaves or that stumbling interplay of
          high-sounding words. All very direct. All very touching. As novelist
          and short story writer Shinie Antony, who also hails from Kerala,
          comments, "Impulses, insecurities, loving too much, not being
          loved enough, love past fantasy, love`85 all nitpicked by Kamala Das
          in an almost spiritual manner. As in her short fiction, Das was able
          to carry a sensitive and lyrical sense of the self in her poetry. For
          instance, she concludes the poem "The Looking Glass" with
          such pathos that it is difficult not to identify with that level of
          pain. She says: ‘Oh yes getting/ A man to love is easy but
          living/ without him afterwards may have to be/ Faced a living without
          life when you move/ Around meeting strangers`85’ Emotional
          truisms applicable for a long, long time." But who exactly was
          Kamala Das? If you sit back and ask
          yourself that under all those layers and heaps of words where lay the
          real Kamala Das, conflicting views emerge. H. K. Kaul, poet and
          secretary-general of the Poetry Society of India, had this to offload
          about her, " Though I had met Kamala Das at the India
          International Centre on some occasions, there was no special
          interaction `85you could say our meetings were without much
          interaction. So, I will not be able to comment much except that to me,
          her behaviour didn’t seem quite normal. Can’t elaborate on this
          but it seemed she wasn’t at peace with herself. This could be
          because of several factors or maybe because of internal pressures and
          turmoil... ." But Satchidanandan puts
          her on a pedestal: " Kamala Das (Kamala Surayya in her last few
          years and dear Madhavikkutty for the Malayalees) was an exemplary new
          woman in many ways: she was bold, uninhibited, full of creative energy
          that she sustained to the very end, as is proven by her last few poems
          in Closure, and secular enough to try another religion in the
          last days of her life and`A0declare she had Krishna in her intact
          still. Her burial in the mosque at Thiruvananthapuram was a great
          lesson to those with insular minds: people of all religions
          congregated there to pay their last homage to a writer they adored, a
          feat few secularist campaigners have managed to achieve... ."   
            
              | Inside story Documentary
                filmmaker, publisher and poet, Suresh Kohli, had known Kamala
                Das and her family from way back in the 1960s. He had also
                co-authored with Kamala Das the volume Closure
                (HarperCollins), which dwells on her verse. 
                  
                    |  Suresh Kohli, who had known Kamala Das and her family  since the 1960s, seen with the poetess in her later days
 Photos courtesy: Suresh Kohli
 
 
 
 |  Excerpts from an
                interview: Let’s begin with
                the obvious query: how did you get to know Kamala Das? It was around 1967
                - 68 that I’d done a review of her poetry volume, Summer In
                Calcutta, for a publication Thought. I think it was
                her first collection of poems in English. Anyway, after it was
                published I had gone to Mumbai and its there that I’d first
                met her `85 those days she was residing in Mumbai with her three
                sons and husband, who was working for the Reserve Bank of India. How easy or
                difficult was it to actually meet her? Those were
                different days when life was easy and there was no such
                celebrity tamasha as it exists today. I met her directly
                though I did know several of her friends like Pritish Nandy.
                But, as I have just mentioned, those were different days and it
                wasn’t difficult to walk into her home ... Did you walk into
                her life too? It was a platonic
                friendship with her. In fact, over the years, I had become close
                to her three sons, and her husband Madhva Das. It was a simple
                household. They were teetotalers and vegetarians, though when I
                visited they’d arrange whisky for me Closure
                hit the stands several months after demise. Did she know it was
                in the making? Of course, we had
                been in touch throughout ... in 2008, she had signed the
                contract for this volume Closure, but she died some
                months before it hit the stands `85And to shortly hit the stands
                will be a collection of her short stories, The Kept Woman and
                Other Stories (Om Publishers) What about those
                stories in circulation about her rather unconventional
                lifestyle? As I have just
                mentioned, she was a family sort of a person and doted on her
                children `85 But then, its the way she wrote about her form,
                herself, her life and together with that, she also had the
                tendency to make up stories to sensationalise ... With that in the
                foreground or backdrop, is the ‘story’ about her conversion
                to Islam true or made up? That’s true ...
                she did convert to Islam and was buried in her home state. In
                fact, after her husband’s death she had fallen in love with a
                Muslim doctor who was treating her ... The doctor was already
                married and as I far as I could make out, it was a one-sided
                love affair from her side ... And when that doctor left her, she
                was very upset. What did you think
                of the new man in her life – the doctor. Also, what did you
                think of the conversion? Never met that
                doctor, though on one of my visits to Kochi, I did tell her that
                I wanted to meet him, but she brushed it aside in one of her
                typical ways, saying something to the effect, "He’d be
                jealous of you `85’ That was her style. Regarding her decision
                to convert, it was her personal decision. So, what could I say
                or comment. And what about all
                those stories of her wanting to reconvert to Hinduism, when that
                relationship with the doctor ended? Yes, she wanted to
                reconvert, but it’s her children who advised her against it,
                saying it wouldn’t be wise `85 After her death last year, she
                was buried in her home state. What were her
                biggest qualities that drew people to her? Her spontaneity,
                her warmth ... in fact, in that very first meeting with her,
                what drew me to her was her spontaneity and warmth. — HQ
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