One of my favourite short story writers has been Somerset Maugham for a long while. The most
obvious reason is that the characters he presents in his stories are hauntingly
fascinating. The second reason is the themes he deals with. And I must add his quintessential
cynicism to the list too. He didn’t hold humanity in high regard. In the words
of one of his own characters, “Perhaps the best of us are sinners and the worst
of us are saints.”
Deftly crafted characters and themes
carved straight from ordinary human life are the primary ingredients of a good
short story, for me. Maugham had the additional virtue of telling those stories
in a simple, unadorned style that keeps the reader hooked till the end. His
insights into human nature were shrewd. Maugham didn’t go for the kind of
technical gymnastics we find in today’s stories.
Let me present just two of his
characters to illustrate what I’m saying. One is a zealous Christian missionary
named Davidson who is determined to reform a ‘loose woman’ in the story titled Rain.
Davidson doesn’t ever take a No for an answer when he is on God’s work. Saving
souls for God is his only mission and he will do everything in his power to accomplish
it. But Miss Thompson doesn’t give a hoot about his spirituality. Until she
gets the official order to surrender herself to the penitentiary – three years
in prison, in plain words. The very thought of the San Fransisco prison
transforms her. The woman who was haughty and domineering now becomes a beggar
at the missionary’s feet. But the man of God doesn’t relent. He thinks the suffering
in the prison is necessary for her redemption. She owes it to God. What the
missionary fails to understand, however, is that it is his gargantuan ego that wants
to see her suffer in a prison. Even the benign Dr Macphail’s intervention fails
to save the woman from the punishment. However, the usual twist in a story of Maugham’s
takes us by surprise here too. Davidson spends a night with Miss Thompson
trying to enlighten her on her obligations to her own soul and he is found dead
in the morning. He has slit his own throat. And Miss Thompson returns to her
old ways with unconcealed bitterness which erupts as an abuse hurled on the very
face of her best benefactor, Dr Macphail: “You men! You filthy, dirty pigs! You’re
all the same, all of you. Pigs! Pigs!” The last line of the story is: “Dr
Macphail gasped. He understood.”
We too understand with a deep tremor that
at heart the missionary was worse than the prostitute.
The theme of The fall of Edward
Barnard is similar. The man who appears to be a saint may be worse than
a sinner and vice versa. Arnold Jackson in this story is an amoral character
who influences a young Edward Barnard to an iconoclastic life. This story
shocks us out of our notions about success and happiness in life. Is success
about achieving high positions and earning a lot of wealth? Or is it living your
life with relish though you may not achieve anything much at all? Edward chucks
a very promising career in order to pursue what he understands as simple
happiness. Ordinary people would consider him an utter failure. He thinks of
himself as a huge success, however, though he lives from hand to mouth. But he
says that he “lives in beauty” while what is usually perceived as successful
life is “trivial and vulgar” for him.
Maugham’s stories were written in a
time when writers hadn’t become painfully complex. So the plots are quite
linear. The narratives are simple and straightforward. I love those stories. I
think simplicity and straightforwardness add to the beauty of good stories.
I am aware, however, of the
complexities that have descended on the present world. When the world is so
complex, stories can’t be simple and straightforward. One of the best short
story writers of my mother tongue, Malayalam, is Zachariah. The latest story of
his that I read is Ammalu. Ammalu is a prostitute. There are two
other characters in this story: an impoverished script writer and a young girl
who is being looked after by Ammalu. All three are people living on the margins
of the society. But they have more goodness at heart than the people in the
mainstream for whom Godse is the hero. Ammalu’s father was a Communist who
adored Gandhi. Today we have political leaders who are so religious that Godse
acquires divine proportions in their worldview. Zachariah leaves us with a pang
in the heart at the end of this very short story in which nothing really
happens.
There is no plot in today’s stories.
But there are characters and themes that grip us. Characters and themes: they
are the ultimate ingredients of a successful short story.
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