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The main drawback of the book is
that it meanders. The reader cannot connect with any situation
because the context keeps shifting and thus the reader never
really knows where he’s located. It’s a little bit like
standing on the beach and trying to grab a foothold on the
shifting sands
The story
begins when Mr. Fernandes loses his German-made umbrella in a
church, where he is invited to give a lecture on Panjim’s
history. This is an earth-shattering event in his life and the
trigger of the story that never really fires off. The focus of
the action is a taverna run by the woman, Elsa. This is the
place where the male gentry of Panjim meet and interact. They
exchange information about the petty travails and troubles that
mark their lives. Unfortunately, the narrative doesn’t manage
to rise above the pettiness. The reader finds himself in a state
of ennui as he plods through the unexciting lives of the
characters.
The cast of
characters include the ‘pivotal’ character of Elsa, whose
chief claim to fame, or notoriety, is that she owns the ‘taverna’
or the ‘joint’. Then there is John, the scholar, whose
source of livelihood is the translation of Portuguese documents
into the Queen’s language. John is a drifter and sometimes the
paramour of Elsa and sometimes of Rosy, and sometimes a whole
parade of women. Rosy is the married maid who works for John’s
parents and who wants to marry John but in a night of love, John
has promised marriage to Elsa when actually, he feels that it
would be expedient for him to marry the grocer’s daughter.
There is also Pedro, the smuggler and Mr. Fernandes who was
fathered by a priest; and Dona Branca, the cantankerous old
woman who opposes any change of the old school. Botelho, has in
fact, managed to put together quite a range of characters, but
they remain unidimensional and flat. As for those special
features that are the right of every character, major or minor,
in any novel, one is left groping in the dark to find them in Elsa’s
Tavern and other Goan characters. Painted in dull colours,
there is no vibrancy about them at all as they plod through a
life made dreary by the author.
Unexpectedly,
however, there are some flashes of humour in the book as when
the parish priest expresses his concern about his flock’s
sense of priorities. " We’re trying to find an umbrella
or a coat or to publish a book, when actually we should first
think of saving our soul. And I think we should start with Elsa’s
joint…a total change in our way of thinking is called for and
we must start by changing the taverna."
" I agree
with you Father", Pedro said, "… We could translate
the name into English and call it a bar". But these
tongue-in-cheek samples of humour are but flashes-in-the pan,
easily missed as you grab forty winks over the book.
From the time Mr. Fernandes
loses his umbrella till the time he finds it in an unexpected
place in the end, the story meanders through a series of
non-happenings like the grocer’s wife standing for the
municipal elections at St. Anne’s ward to John’s dilemma
about marrying the grocer’s daughter to Elsa’s becoming a
widow to Rosy’s becoming a political figure in the ward with a
strong female vote-bank. The reader goes through it all without
missing a pulse-beat, without empathising or getting involved at
any level and finally, when the book is over, casts it aside
with a yawn.
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