The Bridal Pyre: Nainam Dahati Pawakah by Avantika Debnath

 

…I am allured

I am enchanted

I am detained

I am haunted

O Let it all be red

red like this vermilion sky

O let me color it all with the blood of my heart

and the tears in my eye

O let me color it like the vermillion sky

Have you seen the sky so vermillion before?????

Have you?…

 It was indeed a beautiful twilight that Meera had lived in a long time. The sky appeared like someone scattered a box of vermillion on it. But this vermillion had nothing as scary, as haunting, as suffocating as the vermillion she has just washed off her head, the vermillion that washed down her face like a jet of blood, similar to the blood that flushed out, in between of her legs just a couple of months ago.

‘Don’t touch me anymore, Abhi. I will be sullied, I will be stained, I will be dirty…” No, she didn’t say this to a rapist. She shivered as her husband extended his arms towards her to offer help. Her fatigued body had no strength to clean itself again. She had just washed his child out of her body.

the-bridal-pyre-nainam-dahati-pawakah-400x400-imaeajp4eztanzjpAvantika Debnath, brings out the story of Meera in her debut novel, The Bridal Pyre – Nainam Dahati Pawakah. While most of the authors of her age concentrate on romantic sagas, she turned towards the agonies an average Indian woman faces in this society. Though the story of Meera, Avantika sketches out the failure of the 21st Century’s modern India in paving the way for the modern Indian woman. When the country’s judicial system introduces a new law for the benefit of the womenfolk, they all prove to be vain eyewashes when a tormented woman knocks at the doors of the judiciary system.

Meera was just another contemporary woman in Kolkata, studying, working, and dreaming of a beautiful home. One dotting husband-that’s all.

Meera was married off to an NRI Software engineer, but soon she realized that this marriage was her destitute. She was harassed day in and day out for being a modern educated start woman by her in-laws. Soon this harassment turned into mental and physical torture to fish out money from her retired father’s bank account to provide for the U.S returned son-in-law’s education, fashion, and lifestyle. Meera, as advised by her mother – girls need to adjust a little after marriage – adjusted to every turn life took.  Something that every girl in this country is told by her mother and abiding by this theory is the one mistake a majority of them do. Meera adjusted too, in the hope that things will soon change for the betterment. The only turn she couldn’t adjust was the turn of two staircases where she lied helpless while her child fled out of her womb as thick blood drenching her yellow cotton saree red. This was the turning point of her life. She stood up. One against all. She wanted justice for the child she never saw, and the humiliation her parents faced through the eleven months of her matrimony. But she was ambushed by all those who were supposed to rescue the ones in despair. The police department, the lawyers, the judges, politicians, big businessmen, media houses either waylaid her or proved utterly futile in serving justice.

“I have seen such strong men cry like babies while getting a broken bone fixed. How are you bearing with this pain so tranquilly?” asked the doctor.

“May be I am not a man, but what made you think that I am not strong?” she thought.

She was not meant to stop. She could not be broken or be burnt….And they said even the holy Ganga would refuse to immerse her… She was no more a body with a soul. She was a soul with a body. And the soul doesn’t get torn, doesn’t get drowned, and doesn’t get burnt.

She sat on her pyre and set it ablaze….The Bridal Pyre….but, Nainam Dahati Pawakah.

Book details:-

Author: Avantika Debnath
Publisher: Omji Publishing House Year of Publishing: 2015
ISBN-13: 9789384028473 ISBN-10: 9384028479
Cover: Paperback No. Of Pages: 256
MRP: Rs 175 Buy From:  Flipkart.com
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