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“The truth is, sir, that
men do what their power permits them to do. We are no different from the
Pharaohs or the Mongols: the difference is only that when we kill people we
feel compelled to pretend that it is for some higher cause. It is this pretence of virtue, I promise you,
that will never be forgiven by history.”
Captain Chillingworth of
the ship Ibis utters those words in
Amitav Ghosh’s novel, Sea of Poppies. The novel is about power and how different
people wield it over others as much as it is about the powerless who are
destined to suffer the oppressions.
The novel presents a part
of the India in the 1830s. The British
have become very powerful in India and they control the trade too. As
Benjamin Burnham, one of the traders in the novel, says, trade indicates the “march
of human freedom.” Even slave trade is
part of that glorious march. According
to Burnham, the white man gave freedom to the African slaves from “the rule of
some dark tyrant.” He brings in Jesus
Christ too to justify free trade. “Jesus
Christ is Free Trade and Free Trade is Jesus Christ,” he asserts. There are missionaries who assist the
traders. Burnham became a successful
trader with the help of some missionaries.
His first bid is to transport indentured labourers from India to
Mauritius.
Ghosh brings together some
charming characters from various parts of India to the Ibis. One of them is Deeti,
a young widow who is saved from becoming a Sati by her low caste friend,
Kalua. Deeti’s husband was an impotent
man and so she is impregnated by her brother-in-law with the assistance of her
mother-in-law and an uncle. It is the
duty of every Indian mother to give birth to as many children as possible. She can be a Draupadi for that. Being a Draupadi is more honourable than
being the wife of a single man. But Deeti
will save herself from that fate by killing her mother-in-law with slow and
steady doses of opium. After the death
of her impotent husband, her brother-in-law wants to keep her as his second
wife, his sex object. When she protests
he wields whatever power he has in order to make her a Sati. He will be able to earn much money by
building a temple in her honour after she is burnt in the funeral pyre of her
husband. Religion is also about power
and wealth. The missionaries help in
transporting slaves. The ordinary man
creates goddesses by burning widows.
The Raja of Raskhali also
ends up in the Ibis, as a prisoner
rather than an indentured labourer the latter of whom are much better off in
comparison. One of the masters on the
ship is none other than Deeti’s uncle who had held her legs open in her wedding
night so that her brother-in-law could sow his seed in her. Deeti’s attempts to hide herself from the
uncle fail and both she and Kalua will be punished for breaking the sacred
caste rules. The white man will support
the uncle.
Captain Chillingworth
justifies the cruelty in the name of caste system. “... there is an unspoken pact between the
white man and the natives who sustain his power in Hindoosthan,” he
explains. It is important that the power
structures in Hindoosthan are honoured.
Otherwise the white man’s power structures will not be honoured. That is his logic. “The day the natives lose faith in us, as the
guarantors of the order of castes – that will be the day, gentlemen, that will
doom our rule. This is the inviolable principle
on which our authority is based...”
Sea of Poppies is about such authority and power. It is about the ruthlessness and cruelty that
has sustained such authority and power throughout history. It is about how religion is a handmaid of
that authority and power. It is a brilliant
novel with some very fascinating characters taken from the British India. It shows us the hypocrisy of religion and
moral systems.
Excellent as the novel is,
it presents a lot of difficulties to a normal reader because of the polyglot
lingo it uses. The ship is a place where
all sorts of people mingle. And their
language is a terrible pidgin which is a mixture of many languages. Here is an excerpt as an example:
‘Why for Malum Zikri
wanchi pay for jiggy-pijjin?’ said the serang.
‘Oc-to-puss no have see? Is too
muchi happy fish.’
This had Zachary
foundering. ‘Octopus?’ he said. ‘What’s that got to do with anything?’
‘No hab see?’ said
Serang Ali. ‘Mistoh Oc-toh-pus eight
hand hab got. Make herself too muchi
happy inside. Allo time smile. Why Malum not so-fashion do? Ten finger no hab got?’
That is Ali, the master of
the indenture company, teaching Zachary, the second mate on the ship, how he
should grab with all his ten fingers the opportunity to enjoy sex with the
girls available.
Ghosh has done much
research to make the lingo as authentic as possible. But it makes the novel difficult to
read. Apart from that, the novel is an
exquisite work. I am looking forward to
reading its sequels though the pidgin in this book is quite a deterrent for me.
A coincidence! My earlier poem was based on the sea of poppies novel! That book was a journey of melancholy, nostalgia, poppies and how the poppy industry under british colonisation era led the characters meet each other. And the characters! they were perhaps more lively yet complex than any real person. A great novel with a thick volume, enough to quench your thirst of literary fiction
ReplyDeleteI had read your poem, Pranju. You have a literary and philosophical seeker in you. All the best.
DeleteYes, Ghosh is an excellent novelist.
Sounds like an interesting read! The language does sound like a deterrent but I guess the plot is quite gripping to overlook that! This seems like the kind of story Hollywood would love....the India of the dark ages!
ReplyDeleteIf you have the patience the pidgin won't be much of a problem; you will get used to it. The book shows the darkness of both: India and the Great Britain.
DeleteAmitav Ghosh is a master at creating atmospheres..!
ReplyDeleteTrue. And a good story teller too.
DeleteThis is on my Kindle for some time now.. Will get to it soon.
ReplyDeleteWish you good reading.
DeleteA wonderful and detailed review :) Hope to read it soon.
ReplyDeleteAll the best, Purba. I'm sure you'll like the book.
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