Sunday, September 2, 2012

Women's liberation-abhangs woman saints


     We all know that Bharathiyar wrote poems about Women's liberation.Women being considered inferior to men. having to bend over backwards to accommodate societal requests and needing to kowtow to irrational norms are issues that still relevant.
     There were women in earlier times who did not take quite take things lying down.Like the Marathi women saints who used to abhangs to convey their angst.They may not have questioned the human male;instead they directed their question to Lord Vittal.
     The abhangs woman saints such like Kanhotra,Nagi, Vithabai and Bahina are an eloquent commentary on the woe;s of a woman's existence For example ,.Soyarabai asks why a woman should be considered untouchable during her menstrual 
cycle when it is responsible for her being a creator.Bahimabai expresses her desire to dance freely without society frowning on her.For Janabai who works as demestic help, Vittal was a companionwith whom she shared her daily mundane life.

we did it before there were kids in the middle to make everything complicated-Edgar Keret


Now a short story by Edgar Keret.

     It is hardest at night.Don't get me wrong, though. I am saying  I miss her most at night...because I don't miss her,full stop.But at night, when I am alone in bed, I do think about her.Not warm fuzzy thoughts abut all the times we had.More like a picture of her in knickers and a T-shirt, sleeping her mouth open leaving a circle of saliva on the pillow, and of myself watching her.What did I actually feel then I was watching her?First of all amazement that I was not turned off, and after that, a sort of affection. Not love,Affection.The kind you feel towards an animal or a baby more than towards a wife.Then I cry.Almost every night.And not out of regret.I have nothing to regret.She's the one who left.And looking back, our splitting was good, not just for her, for both of us.And it is even better that we did it before there were kids in the middle to make everything complicated.So why should I cry?Because that is just how it is.When something gets taken away from you,even if it shit,it hurts.When a tumour is removed,you are left with a scar.And the best time to scratch it seems to be night.