Acquire Mother Of 1084 Generated By Mahasweta Devi Issued As Textbook
am so numb right now,
It's taken me a few hours to process the book and now I really need therapy,
They were all sentenced to death, Anybody was permitted to kill them, People in all the parties, people of all creeds had the unlimited, democratic right to kill these young men who had rejected the parties of the establishment.
To kill them one did not need any special sanction from the law or the courts of justice,
Sujata Chatterjee's life is in pieces after her youngest son's death, And her influential family wants to erase his memory from their lives,
What happens when a mother cannot forget her dead son What happens when the people in the family just don't care
I am so jealous of those who can read Bangla.
The best way to enjoy any translation is to read it in the original language, But, if you cannot, the English translation by Samik Bandopadhyay is the next best thing,
HIGHLY recommend this one,
One could kill and go unpunished, for the killers were extremely cunning, Can any society be in a more terrifying situation Why is there no one to identify those who initi ated the killers into killing the youth How could they go unscathed Why does it all still remain so baffling
বরত যখন গছ, সখন ঝটঝমল কম, শবদর রহজন নই বললই চল বস টরকর সথ চপ পড মর যওযর দশচনত নই আবর চদ উঠলও হ হ কর উঠর আবগ নই মযর আদরর ছল যখন গছ আরক যখন গল শথনর সথ শতর কমনকঞচন জনম নয এমন এক জযগ যন কউ করর চৎকর শনত পয ন
এই বই একজন মযর আখযন যন একই সথ সতর, করমজব মহল, সবচছল বরজয পরবরর বগম বসতবক ভব এত ছট পরসর সজত নমর মযর গলপ তল এনছন নপণ হত মহশবত দব নকশল আনদলন নয আমর পড এখন পরযনত দরণ একট উপনযস
ছমছম কর এই রত, আর কতদর গল শকর এমন অননত রদধধবন জযর শনত পব একজন মযর চখ দয জবন সও এক অভজঞত অগণন কসমর দশ নল ব নলভবরণ গলপর অভবর মত
শওল ধরছ শহরর পরতযক দওযল, মরচ পড টন ক আর ঘর বধ যয বশ শতবদর সপতম দশক পশচমবঙগর নকশলবড থক যই উততপ শর হযছল, স আগন কত পরণ হরয গল তর দগদগ করধর ঘরগরসত হসব কন খতয লখ আছ ক জন তৎকলন পরশসনর কছ নক চরকলন বপলব চর মজমদরর ঝলয
Nah Holo Nah!! I would have appreciated a detailed characterisation of Sujata and her family to better understand the circumstances of their life.
The author says a lot about the what's wrong but does not show enough, The bad is not detailed or explored enough in my opinion which makes it difficult to sympathise with Brati/Sujata.
Even the class divide is not explored well enough to understand Brati's choices, It all seemed a little halfbaked to me, Thes was a decade of extreme political turmoil in West Bengal, India, West Bengal, the state that had started with the highest GDP among all Indian states immediately after independence, was on a downward spiral in terms of almost everything in less than two decades.
This period saw an armed movement by a group with extreme leftist ideology Maoism still prevalent in many parts of India.
Countless school and college students, moved by the ideology and the promise of a Utopian society free of discrimination, joined the movement.
Known as the Naxalite movement after the place Nakshalbari in North Bengal where this movement started, this movement and the successive measures taken by Government to repress it, maimed an entire generation of the brightest, freshest young minds of West Bengal.
West Bengal burned severely in the fire started by the Naxalite movements, The state and its residents suffer from the aftermath of the's till this day,
"Hajar Churashir Ma Mother of" is set in the backdrop of this devastating inferno, It portrays a day in the life of Sujata, an educated, sophisticated middleaged woman who is a bank employee, wife of a rich businessman and mother of four.
This day is the second death anniversary of her youngest son Broti, Despite being born in a "haveitall" family, Broti identified with the havenots and wanted to make a better world where everybody were truly equals.
Broti took active part in the Naxalite movement, While delivering a message to four friends and corebels, Broti, along with those four friends, was killed by an antiNaxalite mob of citizens.
His father, elder brother and sisters were more concerned about hiding the news of Broti's involvement in the movement, than mourning him.
This shattered the bereaved mother Sujata's heart, She did all her mourning for Broti in private, away from the eyes of her unfeeling, unsympathetic, selfish family, She could however never understand why her son chose this path, She felt as if she never truly knew her youngest child, whom she adored the most, Through the events on his second death anniversary, and by meeting Broti's friend Somu's mother and Broti's lover Nandini, Sujata gradually came to know and understand Broti's ideology, beliefs and the sources thereof.
After two years of mourning, Sujata finally felt closest to her son's spirit, The story ended on a tragic note when Sujata at last let go of the restraints on her grief and openly mourned her son for the first time since his death, and her husband misunderstood her expression of terrible agony as pain caused by a ruptured appendix.
As I mentioned earlier, almost an entire generation was either killed or maimed in the aftermath of the Naxalite movement.
Some of the extreme Naxals killed socalled bourgeois industrialists, landlords, otherwise rich people, police, rightwing politicians you name it, In response, the state police force and in some cases ordinary citizens killed Naxalites, often brutally, On both sides, many innocent ones like Broti were killed, In police records Broti was the thousandandeightyfourth Naxal killed, A bright student of twenty two, with his eyes full of dreams of a better world and his heart filled with love for humankind, was reduced to a number while his brutally beaten up, bruised body burned away in the crematorium.
"Hajar Churashir Ma" is open in its criticism against the brutality of the Govt, and the police in thwarting the Naxalite movement, It does not however tell the other side of the story, which can mislead a reader unfamiliar of the historical background.
It is true that the Naxals were killing people and destroying public property, But that does not give the State the right to kill them without trial and in fake encounters, The law is same for every citizen, Some people are not less equal than others, The flaws in the social and economical system that gave rise to the movement in the first place, were completely valid, and sadly remains to be so till date.
However, that does not justify the path of violence, often targeting people just because they were not from the poor labour class.
At the
same time, some Naxalites being violent killers does not justify the notrial shootatsight spree of the police, The Naxalite movement primarily gained popularity among students because of the mistrust towards establishment, towards the hypocrisy and lack of integrity of the privileged, the socalled "elite"class of society.
Ironically, their downfall came mostly because of their blind trust towards everybody who joined them, Taking advantage of the vulnerability, the Govt, had infiltrated the Naxlas with spies, The tip off from such a spy caused the exposure and killing of Broti and his four friends,
While reading and empathizing with the bereaved mother Sujata, I could not help grieving the immense loss of everyone.
Many of the Naxalites who were not killed, lost organs and normal function of body and mind due to brutal torture in police custody.
One cannot start to fathom the loss of the friends and families of the deceased ones on both sides, As a whole, the society not only lost some of its brightest mind, but the method applied by the govt.
to stop the rebellion probably instilled enough fear in the upcoming generations not to question authority and think of anything beyond their agenda of personal gain.
I am not preaching. I am a member of the subsequent selfish or rather indifferent generation, We have stopped caring. Can there be anything more sad than that The movement and it's repression ended in a loselose situation for both the rebels and the society.
The author Mahashweta Devi was once an everpresent voice to plead the case of the subaltern, the underprivileged.
At one place in the book she criticizes the intellectuals of that time, for being neutral at the moment of crisis: "Jara merudondohin, subidhabadi hawa badal bujhe mat badlano shilpi sahityik buddhijibi.
. " those who are spineless opportunists, the artists, litterateurs, intellectuals who change opinion per convenience, How ironic and sad it is that now the same Mahashweta Devi has become exactly this, Those who are familiar with the present sociopolitical scenario of West Bengal, will understand what I mean,
Summary: A heartwrenching tale of a bereaved mother's journey of understanding her deceased son's ideology, and coming to terms with his death and her own grief.
Neither is this book a literary masterpiece, nor does it offer, in terms of facts and events, anything new about the Naxalite movement.
However, the reader can fully empathize with the protagonist and accompany her on her journey, Before reading the book one must be familiar with the political history of West Bengal during thes ands, because the book tells only one side of the story the other side being out of the scope of this book.
ছটট একট বই, বরননর ঘনঘট ব আবগর অহতক পরকশ যখন নই, তবও এক বমঢ হয যওয ঘটন এক জন ম, যর অনয ছলমযদর গছন জবনযপন থক ছট ছলর এলমল জবন ও আদরশক বশ টন সই ছলর জনম তর বড ওঠ সর এখন সমত, একই সথ হরয গছ সমতর অতল স সমত হতড ফর এক ম " হজর চরশ ম " My first book by this important Bengali writer and social activistit is the one I long wanted to read and probably an excellent place to start.
Set in Calcutta in the lates, it focuses on the impact of the murder of a young man during the early years of the Naxalite Uprising has on his mother.
Devi's style is tight and pointed, pulling the social dynamics of the time into sharp focus, Very, very good.
A longer review can be found here: sitelink coma বরত! নল শরট পড ছলট য কন রকত ভয পত সই ছলট নজর আদরশ আর বশবসর জনয ক অবললয পরণ দয দয! নশচত মতয জনও বনধদর বচত ছট যত দবধ করন! বদযবলয মক শষবরর মত দখ নয তপত ভর!
মযর সবচয আদরর ছলট, ছট ছলট য কলপনক ভয রত এক ঘমত পরত ন সই ছলট কযকট সখয হয গল মযর কমন কষট হয! ঠক কতট হহকর একবক কথ নযও একজন হজর চরশর ম একবর নশচপ হয যয!
অসমভব সনদর! চর মজমদর , কশলবড আনদলন কব ৭০ দশকর কলকত সমপরক ধরন থকল বইট আর ভল ভব হদয ধরন করত পরতম, Glad to have found yet another gem of an author, Will share my review soon, Devi, said to be as much of an inspirational activist as a writer, did bring to the surface various social issues that we tend to ignore.
The plot is interesting, and the characters, complex, Sujatha's discovery of herself as she relives her son's death is intense as it is relateable, Though i felt the an iota of Sujatha's "awakening" in my self as i read the book, the author's condescension towards the reader was clear.
As I result, though I understood Devi's characters and found them understandable, I disliked the idea of the author, and was irritated every time that snobbishness came through.
Mahasweta Devi must have had disregard for all those who lacked the political and social fervor that she possesses this is clear in her potrayal of all those on the "outside".
Brathi, Somu's mother, Nandini and Sujatha, are on the inside they have experienced some sort of empathy for the cause.
However, what Devi needs to realise is that not everyone can feel the same passion for the same cause as her.
Thus, she has no right to judge her readers, and those around her, While i do believe in equality and justice, I do not think forcing ideas on others is correct, Mother ofdeals with the importance of awakening one's conscience, yet the intrusion of the author's condescending voice almost deters the reader.
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