Kaleidoscopic Reflections chronicles the lives of five generations of a Tamizh family. The protagonist, sardonic agnostic Kadhambini, narrates three series of events, occurring at discrete instants of time, all bound by the inner contradictions involved in the experiences of the world by its characters.
The most archaic series is set in a feudal village called Eranadu, in Tamizhnadu, circa 1894; describing the life and times of a Shudra horse-cart driver, Poochi. The recent past series of events revolves around Kadhambini’s orthodox Brahmin grandmother, Sarojini, who holds an iron grip over the family; set in 1980’s Madras. In the past continuous series of events, Kadhambini’s childhood in Trivandrum is related, of her diplomatic father---petrified to take sides on any issue.
With a grandfather joining the INA under Subash Chandra Bose and an India forging towards independence---a police officer in pursuit of a fake Swami---Gods from Dyusthana taking pleasure in putting their Bhaktas through trials and tribulations---of an India riddled with communal clashes, inter-caste prejudice, conflicting ideologies…questioning the abstract nature of patriotism…this novel is a kaleidoscope, where the past and the future go back and forth.
Love, ‘Kadhal’, is a phenomenon which afflicts those of all generations; while Poochi’s son falls in love with the ineluctable temple Thasi, Sarojini forces her daughter into marrying a list-less income tax officer-and the priest forgets to invoke Lord Kama, which shall adversely affect their marriage. Kadhambini searches for the all-elusive love, an identity, a God, and to make matters worse, she can pick-up disloyal, treacherous emotions like a Russian radar—because of the curious conditions she was born into. Kadha is indeed a manifestation of what India is trying to be, a strange muddle of the past and the present.
Multifarious characters and idiosyncratically Indian incidents abound, where history, myths and legends confound. The destiny of this Tamizh family is inextricably linked to the fate of the land of contradictions, India.
I wrote my first book, called ‘Revenge of the Sixth Graders,’ when I was ten. The book was largely applauded by my grandfather, Thatha, the sole reader of the book. Next came ‘Enigma,’ a murder mystery based on a story I watched on Medical Detectives, on Discovery Channel, which lies locked up in my bookshelf. At fourteen, I wrote ‘The Chennai Girl.’ I felt the story and title too amateurish, and put the book to perpetual slumber in my bookshelf.
Sixteen saw the soul transform, and various stories take form. At nineteen, all the stories converged, and Kadhambini, the sardonic protagonist of this novel, came into existence. Drifting all along the way, taking three and a half years to complete, Kaleidoscopic Reflections came into existence on a rainy September Sunday, in 2009.
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