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Agendas, tantrums...
RESPONDING to Girish Karnad's review of The Picador Book of
Modern Indian Literature published in the Literary Review on
August 19, AMITAVA KUMAR, well-known critic, writes:
While reading a review of The Picador Book of Modern Indian
Literature in The Hindu on August 19 by the well-known playwright
and actor, Girish Karnad, one could not question whether Karnad
had read books. What one doubted, instead, was whether Karnad had
read the book he was reviewing.
Karnad's attack on the book, and its editor Amit Chaudhuri, was
full of bluster. There were some good points raised by the
reviewer - fiery, debateable points about the editor's acts of
omission and commission, some that I could even agree with - but
I was unable to take the review very seriously after I realised
that Karnad had written his cantankerous piece merely by looking
at the table of contents.
In his review, Karnad wrote that the "extraordinary thing" about
the anthology was there was no introduction "explaining why a
particular piece was chosen, how the editor relates to the work
and, most important of all, how the work chosen fits into the
editor's total perception of the state of Indian literature".
Well, the extraordinary thing is that if you turn past the table
of contents in Chaudhuri's book, you find that the work of each
writer in the anthology is preceded by an editorial note that
comments on the author, his or her history and general body of
work, and the importance of the selected piece in relation to
Indian writing.
If he had read the book he was reviewing, Karnad would have
discovered that Chaudhuri's editorial introductions to individual
writers are miniature masterpieces of literary criticism. They
are thoughtful, polished, and often strikingly original. In a
fairer world, all reviewers of Indian literature would benefit
from their example. "Criticism is, at its best, an illumination
of the work," writes the young American writer William Monahan.
"Instead, what we get are agendas, ignorance: the opposite of
light".
I cannot claim to know Karnad's agenda. I am reproachful of him
not so much because he has been lazy, and what's more, bullying
and utterly self-righteous. Rather, my main protest is that
Karnad did not read the book he was reviewing and, as a result,
squandered the opportunity to engage in serious criticism. This
loss is Karnad's, but it is also our's.
GIRISH KARNAD replies:
Any anthology which is properly edited must have an Introduction
to the volume in which the editor maps out the terrain he is
covering and explains the basic philosophy that has guided his
selection . Introductions to individual contributors, however
beautifully written, cannot offer a substitute for this feature.
It's because Amit Chaudhuri too is aware of this obligation,
that, despite his individual introductions, he has a section at
the beginning of his anthology titled "Introduction".
The question surely is why then instead of giving us a fresh
statement emerging from his experience as the editor of the
volume, he recycles two stale articles, one on the Indian novel
in English and the other on the Bengali novel. If this is not the
result of lazyness, as I charitably assumed, it can mean only one
thing: that for Chaudhuri the experience of these two literatures
encompasses the total "Indian" experience. In that case, while
claiming to protest against condescension towards Indian
vernacular literatures, he practises the same condescension
towards non-Bengali literatures! The amount of space devoted to
English and Bengali in the anthology would further justify such a
conclusion, and there is nothing in the individual introductions
to prompt one to modify it.
Whether the anthology is lazy, confused or condescending is a
point open to discussion. There is however only one word for
Amitava Kumar's tantrum: silly.
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