Alamelu Janaki

  Nobel winning South Korean writer Han Kang’s The Vegetarian (International Booker prize, 2016) rationalizes the inscrutable nature of the black hole kind of thing in every individual, iterating the idea that each one has their own bag of shit to deal with. The book addresses the question of ‘what it takes to be a human?’   and the fragility of the components with which humans are made of.   A woman wants to become a plant, shedding all the human attributes that surround her. Developing from the 1997 short story, ‘The Fruit of My Woman’ this novel is written in three parts narrated by her husband, sister and brother-in-law whose lives are irrevocably altered since the protagonist’ decision to relinquish meat. In the first part of the book, Yeong-hye appears as a normal, insignificant woman marrying a cold and indifferent person; everything about their life follows a monotonous rhythm until she being disturbed by a series of dreams that propel her to become a vegetari...

                    How do you punish or reclaim someone in a wronged relationship?  “A devastated woman’s grief-stricken sigh had the potential to burn down a house.”                                                                                                    (The Poison of love) Love the most debated, celebrated notion has incredible power to replenish, destroy an individual's life, irrevocably. The plot concerns the love of Tulsi, an IIT...

 Pondicherry now feels totally different through Imayam's eyes.  The book Aarumugam  is about the  coming of age of the titular character, born into a oppressed family. The presence/absence of his family has greatly shaped his adulthood, robbing off his innocence. Set in Pondicherry, the book traces the protected boyhood of Aarumugam, his straying away from studies rather life itself by consistently running away from bothersome situations.  The downtrodden people in his society represent the vicious cycle of poverty and the never ending struggle to meet the basic needs. The surrounding he engages in is a microcosm of the real world itself where the fittest and richest survive and the poor, oppressed people run a rat race that sees no light.  Dhanabakiyam, Aarumugam's mother survives him post his father's demise while working at Auroville. she treats her son's wellbeing as the utmost priority and aspires to give him education and all the  opportunities ...

The Birth of a Leader is quite a process.  I wasn't a fan of Vijay as an actor but he got me fascinating since his decision to enter politics. It is obvious that Vijay as a leader will be highly charismatic, hugely popular. Considering the recent stampede, the significant question that lingers around his political future is how will he organize the collective energy of his fans and further navigate the passion of the mob to suit his career, as the recent horror proved that unchecked collective passion is dangerous.      This reminds me of Shakespeare's depiction of Roman crowd during the assassination of Julius Caesar. The play presents the roman crowd as fickle, emotional and easily swayed.  In the opening of Shakespeareian play Julius Caesar, the crowd jubilantly celebrates the victory of Caesar. Ironically, the same crowd accepts Brutus rationale for Caesar's death.  After the talk of Brutus, the crowd believes that Caesar was ambitious and he de...

I couldn't actually stop myself from thinking about the recent Rithanya case in TamilNadu, where she commits suicide upon the dowry demand and ill treatment from her husband and family, with in 78 days of marriage. Despite the lakhs and crores involved, no agency emancipated her. The audio notes and my personal experience took its form and made me write this.  I have tried to rationalize the traumatic process.  I am inspiring to impart the feeling of togetherness to anybody who is facing similar situation, in diluted or intense forms. Be it love or arranged marriage this dowry demanding and giving process is very much in practice. It is not ancient but persistent. In some way or the other the patriarchal society via  the groom's family constructs "you are unfit, irresponsible, my son deserved better." narrative around the bride and her family. The first person experience of this treatment is so horrible that despite the empowered labels - education, career, skills, o...

  Appa is now my amma as well. This is an appa’s appreciation blog. Post amma’s demise, I longed for my mother’s presence, not having realised, what a solid support my father has been offering me. Appa’s love language is never loud and clear, I don’t remember   we having any sort of physical touch. He isn’t expressive. But, In retrospection,   I see that he is the embodiment of love. In all the little and big things he did for me, I have propelled   forward.   Appa is now my amma as well. Post childbirth, he helps me run the family whenever he comes to Bengaluru. I would be so lost in void if not for his contribution. When appa comes to  Bengaluru,   he does the following things: 1.                  He completely takes care of   Thulir, bathes her, feeds her, changes her diaper, takes her for a stroll, engages her with no trace of grumblings.   2.    ...