Showing posts with label Dalit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dalit. Show all posts

Saturday, September 1, 2007

Old man of the fields

The man on the extreme left in the photo, wearing a doubled up blue dhoti is Antha (short for Anthony). He died last month. This post is about him, a remembrance.

The world didn’t know Antha. But I knew him. The people of Olavipe knew him; he was one of the oldest in the area. And the staff of the nearby hospitals knew him because he was in and out of them during the last couple of years or so. Apparently he was an independent type of patient. The reason given for discharge from his last hospital was disregarding hospital rules.

That was his character. I don’t think he acknowledged anyone else than our family as his boss. In spite of our attempt to pension him, he used to report for work whenever he could.

Antha belonged to the Pulaya caste. His father Kunjoutha who was the foreman for a block of our rice fields, was converted to Christianity during the 1930s and Antha continued the tradition. However his son who is working at the Cochin Port became a Hindu. They stayed in the same house.

The photo below shows the location of Antha’s house. The building is blocked from view because of the trees in front of it. But a clothes line can be seen.


One morning Antha’s body was found in the waterlogged paddy field in front of his house. He and his father had worked that field all their lives. Obviously he had a heart attack when he was washing himself.

Antha’s winning smile is what I remember most about him. May his soul rest in peace.

Ends.

Also see: Morning After the Storm - Part 1.

Launch of a vallom (country boat)

Photos copyright: top - TP, bottom - KO Isaac. Click on them to enlarge.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Morning After the Storm - Part 3..

Read Part 3 of the story at Short Stories by Abraham Tharakan. Click on the title.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Morning After The Storm - Part 1.

This prize-winning story presents, through the point of view of a Dalit, the great changes that affected the life in Kerala during the last century.

In the foreword to Winners Volume I (British Council-Unisun. 2005), an anthology that included this story, the Editors said: “In The Morning after the Storm the language is terse and spare. The author presents a searing reflection of pre-independence times in the persona of Chathan who is emblematic of Everyman. In crisp telegraphic sentences, the story telescopes many realms and many spheres – social, economic and political.”

The Hindu Literary Review (May 1, 2005), had this to say: “"To Trail A Wooden Wagon" by Kalpana Naghnoor and "Morning After the Storm" by Abraham Tharakan, which won the third prize, are tinged with sadness. A sense of longing for something lost.”

This is the original version of the story.

Click on the title to read.