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The story revolves around the
thoughts, feelings, emotions and aspirations of a young girl
coupled with hopes, desires and longing, like any other young
girl to get an understanding husband, when the time comes. All
those growing up years and pangs of adolescence are given the
go-by when she is married off at a very young age and that too
to a man with a suspicious nature. For no rhyme or reason, he
plans to go to Australia to make some sort of happy life for his
children. Once there in Australia he loses all interest in their
upbringing. The son becomes a drug-addict and the daughter,
self-witted and courageous enough to reject the marriage offer
by parents, to live life on her own terms. The Sri Lanka
connection is talked of only as a part of nostalgia or when the
news of insurgency in Sri Lanka catches their eye in the
newspapers.
Insurgency in
Sri Lanka fiction is almost a character now. Mahendra, the
nincompoop-like husband, suffers from all the Sri Lanka-Indian
maladies. He believes in superstitions, horoscopes, Karma and
blood stains on the bedsheet on bridal night. He also believes
that if you meet a phantom ‘spit three times on the earth, so
his words will have no malefic effect. Manthri cannot stand or
understand her husbands daily insinuations. This is what
disturbs her quotidian existence. She goes back to her parents
in Sri Lanka so as restore faith in herself.
To keep oneself
engrossed in this tale of a woman’s life, the writer gets
ample help from short, pithy and poetic sentences which dot
almost every page of the book. The first few pages give us a
peep into the flora and fauna of Sri Lanka in stark detail, but
the writer is not very aware of the sights and scenes of
Australia. She is torn between an idyllic past in Sri Lanka, to
her parents and childhood memories, to which she cannot return
due to her mental illness, and a present that she cannot fathom.
But her strength is that she never loses touch with those
dreams, nor gives up her passionate attachment or enchantment.
Some poetic
one-liners from the book leave an indelible impact on the
reviewer’s mind. A few samplers: "With lidless eyes, she
seduces sleep." "Pigments of men’s dreams are we,
nothing but dreams." "They were nothing more than a
social obligation to people who had been their friends."
"Marriages started off dressed up in pearly white sequins
and ended up stripped to bone."
"If the
moon smiled" at her predicament or had it smiled then the
world of the heroine would have been different, a bit happy and
also a bit unpredictable. She was asking for the moon, but she
did not get even moonshine in her short-long life. Life is a
eerie saga of grief, sadness, loneliness given by bonds of
blood.
"The house sleeps. But I
sense movement. Restless spirits visit by night and reluctantly
take leave with dawn. I am the silence of those who never
sleep."
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