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www.the-criterion.com The Criterion: An International Journal In English ISSN: 0976-8165
R. Renuka Narasiman
University Institute of Technology
Barkatullah University, Bhopal
&
Dr. Vinita Singh Chawdhry
Professor (English)
Govt. Hamidia Arts and Commerce College
Bhopal.
Abstract:
strikes a blow on their behalf. His eyes miss nothing and some of his analogies are
delightfully fresh. His short stories give the picture of the life of the extremely needy
people like rickshaw pullers, scavengers, small poor children and also drug addicts.
Since the publication of The White Tiger, Adiga has been a controversial
figure known for his unusual forthrightness. In his short stories like The Elephant,
Smack Adiga draws upon the exotic to discuss about the injustice of some people
having too much and some so little. The Sultan’s Battery is the story of a young boy
who is having AIDS. In Last Christmas in Bandra, Adiga universalizes and makes
public about his personal experiences suggesting that underprivileged people in India
are living like stray dogs. He tries to give messages to the people that the life style of
the deprived is miserable.
These were the same ones who came to him – older, sadder versions; men who
had been trying to shake off venereal disease for years, who had thrown bottle
after bottle of white pills at it, to find no improvement – who were now at the
end of a long journey of despair, a journey that led from his booth at the
Dargah, through a long trial of other hucksters, to this doctor’s clinic, where
they would be told at last the truth (Adiga, Between the Assassinations 300).
Smack is the story is about the little children called Soumya and Raju, who
became beggars in search of money to buy drugs for their father who was a drug
addict. The children were forced to beg on the streets and earn money to get smack for
their addicted father who work at a construction site. Adiga describes the pathetic
condition of the drug addicts in their working places. He explains how the children’s
father was ill-treated by the foreman.
It’s one thing to take a little ganja, roll it inside a chapatti and chew it at the
day’s end, just to relax the muscles – I can forgive that in a man, I really can.
But to smoke this drug – this smack – at seven in the morning, and then lie in
a corner with your tongue hanging out, I tolerate that in no man on my
construction site (Adiga , Between the Assassinations 213).
Adiga gets under the skin of these characters and writes about them with
insight and empathy in a way few other Indians writing in English do today. In
“The Cool Water Well Junction”, a father addicted to drugs sends his small
daughter on an errand to get him smack from the other side of the town. The
girl goes, with her little brother, and after an arduous day return with the little
packet. But the brother, exhausted and annoyed by the long journey, comes
home and loudly lies that someone had given the girl “a hundred rupees but
she never gave me anything to eat or drink”. The dark denouement to the story
- it takes all of a couple of hundred words – is terrifying (24 July 2009).
She left the child in an orphanage at birth. She has never seen him since she gave
birth to that boy. When the author explained to her that these foreigners will take
him to a good home, feed him well and give him clothes, even then she refused to
give her nod. The author asked the lady why she is not giving the consent, she
replied that he is her son. Then and there the author thought, this person before me
was not a mother, who is meant to show selfless love for her children, but the
incarnation of selfishness, like the dog that sat in the manger. Here the author
shows his feelings which are filled with hatred for all the poor of our country, who
live like animals, vote for the most corrupt politicians, and insist on staying poor
dragging this country down. When the mother was asked to show her hands, to his
surprise, he saw some terrific marks on her arms. Those are all rat bites. There
were black welts that ran up and down her arms down to the fingers.
Not far from the gate there was an open garbage heap, and the car’s headlights
would flash on it. Amdist the garbage lying in the heap, there was one item
that always caught my eye – a pile of clipped chicken’s feet, thrown there
every evening by some butcher, which were always shaking to and fro, like
something living, as the rats ripped and chewed them in a frenzy (Adiga Web).
Chenayya is a man who is completely frustrated with life and the world. He
is the protagonist of Adiga’s short story The Elephant. He works for the benefit of
his master, but earns tips from the customers. He awfully feels harsh about his job
because the remuneration is very low and the work is tiresome. Because of this he
wants to leave this profession and get another job but faced only failures. He has
tried in so many places, but could not find a job. Not able to resolve the problem,
Chenayya realized that there is no option for him so he has to remain a rickshaw
puller. The story ends unexpectedly, as Chenayya realizes that his career desires
were stopped by corrupt employers. Throughout the story Adiga describes the
suffering of the rickshaw pullers.
If the thing to be delivered was light, like a mattress, he was not allowed to
take a cycle-cart; it had to be carried on his head … The weight of the mattress
had seemed unbearable, it compressed his neck and spine and sent a shaft of
pain down his back. He was virtually in a trance … Uphill again. Leaning
forward out of his seat, Chenayya was straining hard; the breath entered his
lungs like a hot poker (185 - 187).
All the novels of Aravind Adiga are Indian in sensibility and content. They
deal with the Indian environment and reflects its civilization often ironically. The total
freedom that language could offer was his exploration and language to express
himself fully in all his intricate situations. There is no denying the fact that Aravind
Adiga’s focus of the issues surpasses that of his predecessors and contemporaries. He
with frankness and impervious honesty, deals with various problems of poor people,
declares poverty is the true cause for breaking laws.
Adiga has tried to create rough characters in all their accuracy. Adiga shows
his concern over the organized evil in the society which is the cause of the miseries of
people who are living below the poverty line. This organized evil is the real enemy of
the society. It deliberately denies the basic human rights to the unprivileged class.
Adiga wants to awaken the exploited, suppressed, dehumanized classes of the society.
He feels that exploiting the working class has been our national sin which we are
committing for centuries together. They are forced to such a depth that they sink
lower and lower and cannot rise above. They have been pushed to such a deprived life
that it makes them feel subhuman. Adiga wants to uplift them from the deep. He
hopes for happiness for the entire Outcaste downtrodden who try their level best to
exist under exploitation and strive for the good life. He feels that if the poverty is
alleviated, they can free themselves from the slavery. Adiga wins the poise of his
readers and establishes a close pleasant association with them as well as with his
characters. His social realism is persistent by his creative visualization which are
carried out for the pupose of art as well as for the manifestation of social reality.
Works Cited:
Adiga, Aravind. Between the Assassinations. India: Picador, 2008. Print.
…, “Last Christmas in Bandra.” The Times. 19 Dec. 2008. Online text. Web. 5 Feb.
2014.
…, “Smack.” The Sunday Times. 16 Nov. 2008. Online text. Web. 5 Feb. 2014.
…, “The Elephant.” The New Yorker. 26 Jan. 2009. Online text. Web. 5 Feb. 2014
…, “The Sultan’s Battery.” The Guardian. 18 Oct. 2008. Online text. Web. 5 Feb.
2014.
Bhattacharya, Soumya. “Between the Assassinations by Aravind Adiga.” Review. The
Independent. 24 July 2009. Web. 4 Feb. 2014.