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BOOK REVIEW :
'NEELGAATHA' by Agnishekhar
Published in August 2021 by Pralek Prakashan Pvt. Limited, Mumbai.
ISBN 978-81-95410-78-1
Price Rs395/=
(Available on Amazon and Flipkart)
Long back , I read "Rashmirathi " , one amongst the most popular epic poems composed by poet Ramdhari Singh 'Dinkar'. In this epic poem, Dinkar Ji has presented the story of Karna with all hues of history and human emotions so as to impart it a timeless relevance . The poem leaves a profound and indelible impact on the mind of the reader . Something similar happens if you read poet Agnishekhar's recently published book 'Neelgaatha'. I finished reading "Neelgaatha " yesterday .It is an epic poem set in eight Parvas( segments ) wherein the poet brings in Neelnaag, son of Rishi Kashyapa as the interactive onlooker and central protagonist who observes the tragic history of the original inhabitants of Kashmir right from the draining of Satisar lake to their recent exile and suffering . As I finished the book, entire painful history of Kashmir and its original inhabitants kept visiting my mind again and again. This is an excellent poetic documentation done by Agnishekhar with a narrative that has truthful historical background and content.
Agnishekhar ( born 1955 ) is a well known name in the field of contemporary Hindi literature . With six poetic collections already published and very well received , Agnishekhar has established himself as the most cogent , impressive and loudest voice in the arena of the ” Poetry of Exile “ from India . He has shared platforms with many leading international poets of this genre. His poetic collections like ‘’Mujh se chheen Li Gayi Meri Nadi , Kissi Bhi Samay , Kaalvriksh ki Chhaaya Mein . Jawahar Tunnel , Meri Priya Kavitaayein and Jalta Huva Pull have already been translated into many languages of the country . He has also edited Kashmir editions of some magazines like Pahal and Pragtisheel Vasudha . He is also recipient of many prestigious awards that include Girija Kumar Mathur Smriti Puruskaar , Sarva-shreth Pustak Samaan ( J&K Academy of Art Culture and Languages.. 2010 ) and Sahitya Shatabadhi Samaan .
Neelgaatha or the book under review has 178 pages and is dedicated to folklorists , writers and poets of Kashmir who’s symbols , stories and memories have been used by the poet in compilation of the epic poem.There is no formal foreword . The foreword has been substituted by a lucid and impressive introduction to the epic poem by Kripa Shanker Choubey , professor at Mahatma Gandhi International Hindi University, Wardha. This introduction is seen on the inner side of red jacket to the book.
If we look at the corpus of the world literature , the topic of human banishment or exile has always occupied a dominant space in it. The issue of exile has its space in our great epics like the Ramayana and the Mahabharata. The literature of exile encompasses bitter, impassioned indictments of unjust, inhumane regimes and rulers . It also includes wrenching melancholy for lost homes, lost families, and a lost sense of belonging.
The tragedy of human banishment remains a topic that finds ample space in the works of post second world war writers, artists and playwrights . Even to this day we have great poets like Sherko Bekas or sculptor Bruno Catalano who are masters in conveying the innermost feelings of human beings in exile either through their pen or brush . They are respected and loved for this as exile is a reality lived and experienced by human beings since times immemorial . It is neither fictional nor imaginary . Even in the Indian subcontinent , majority of the post partition ( 1947 )writers have created a corpus of literature that deals with the painful and heart wrenching stories of exile.
One has to have some basic knowledge of the history of Kashmir for purposeful comprehension of the epic poem Neelgaatha that begins with a chance meeting between an exile from Kashmir with the protagonist Neelnaag. The poet has painted this encounter in the backdrop of refugee camps , dirty lanes , gloomy faces , bare feet children playing in a dusty ground near the refugee tents , women fetching drinking water from open roadside taps , men in tattered clothes and some young boys and girls getting ready to take out a procession . This is the first Parva titled Bhavishya Ka vartamaan ( Present of the Future ) .The rest begins in flashback that conveys the story right from the draining of the Satisar lake to this day .This story is spread in remaining seven Parvas ( segments ) titled Samay Ke Mool, Punaragaman , Yudh , Mahaayaan ,Turushak,Ananadpur Sahib and Asamaapat .
As you leaf through these eight Parvas , you are told the story of Rishi Kashyapa , Nagas , Pitsachas , Indra , Hari ( Vishnu ) Garuda , Sheshnaag , Shiva , Keshva , demon Jalodhbhava and the collective efforts of Devtas ( gods ) in slaying the demon Jalodhbhava and draining out the water of Satisar lake through Varah-mool ( present day Baramulla ) . We are told that the Sudershan Chakra that is associated with Sri Krishna was also put to use by Vishnu in this fight between Devtas ( gods ) and Asuras( demons ) . Our protagonist , Neelnaag is also witness to the scripting of Matasya Avtara , Koorm Avtara , creation of Sharika’s abode at Hari Parvat , arrival of goddess Kashmira and goddess Sharda to the land that is created after the water of the Satisar lake is drained out and demons are driven away. Neelnaag also witnesses the arrival of Shiva , Parvati , Yashovati , Sri Krishna and Hanuman to Kashmir . The poem has the story of Takshaknaaga, the battle of Kurukshetra , Vijyeshwara shrine ( demolished in 14th century ), Gopadhari Shrine ( Gupkar ) ,Sureshwari ( an ancient shrine dedicated to goddess Durga on the banks of the Dal lake ) and Mahasarit ( ancient name of the Dal lake ) apart from Nagarjuna ( Buddhist philosopher from Kashmir ) , Kanishka , Lalitaditya and many other icons from the glorious civilization of Kashmir . Neelnaag also witnesses how saints and sages from Satidesa or Kashmir move to China , Khotan, Tibet, Mongolia , Korea and Japan to spread Dharma and convey the message “Buddham Sharnam Gatchhaami ”. He also is privy to the arrival of Turushkas resulting in some unpopular deviations in the discharge of Rajdharma during the rule of King Harsha of Kashmir .Neelnaag is pained to see a period that changed the course of Kashmir’s history. This period begins with the arrival of Rinchena, a fugitive prince from Tibet . He also witnesses the acts of Kota Rani ( a brave queen of Kashmir) , Ramchandra , Udayandeva and the deceitful refugee Shahmir .
Nothing pains Neelnaag more than the demolition of temples and Viharas during the rule of Shahmiri Sultans especially Sikander Butshikan and forcible conversion of the people to the new faith. The demolition activity makes the landscape of Kashmir free from Viharas and temples and our protagonist or Neelnaag remains a silent and helpless spectator to this destruction and mayhem .It pains him to see thedestruction of the Martanda ( Sun Temple ) , Vijeyshwara Teertha , Kalishri Temple , Avantiswamin Temple , Parihaspora temples and town , Avantishwara Temple and many more majestic temples and Viharas . He is also privy to the rule of Sultan Zain ul Abdin who tries to apply balm to the painful wounds of the native Hindus . Neelnaag is amazed at the magnanimity of the Sultan who appoints Shirya Bhatt as Sarva Dharma Adhikari and brings back the Hindus to their native land from the plains of Bharata ( India ) at the specific request of Shirya Bhatt who cures the Sultan from a serious ailment.
As the poem progresses further ,Neelnaag becomes a mute witness to the cruelties of Iftekhar Khan , the Mughal governor of Kashmir during the rule of Aurangzeb. Under the leadership of Pandit Kripa Ram of Mattan , native Hindus seek help from Guru Tegh Bahadur . Neelnaag consoles a weeping Kripa Ram at the supreme sacrifice of Guru Tegh Bahadur to save Dharma . Wiping his tears , Pandit Kripa Ram pledges to take care of child Dashmesh or Guru Gobind Singh Ji . Neelnaag is amazed to see Kripa Ram and his brother Sanmukh Ram attaining martyrdom in the battle of Chamkaur Sahib fighting the Mughal forces . Both the brothers become a part of the group of 40 Muktas who attain martyrdom at Chamkaur Sahib. We also find Neelnaag seeking reasons as to why there is no end to the pain and suffering of native Hindus when Mughals are followed by cruel Afghans . Placing his hand on the shoulders of Pandit Birbar ( Birbal ) Dhar , he suggest the sagacious Pandit to visit Lahore Darbaar and seek help from Maharaja Ranjit Singh for amelioration of the miseries and sufferings of the people of Kashmir . Entrusting his wife and daughter in law to his friend Quddus Gojwari and helped by Malik family ( Muslim ) to cross Pir-Panchal pass , Birbar ( Birbal ) Dhar reaches Lahore and impresses Maharaja Ranjit Singh to send Sikh forces and make Kashmir free from the cruel rule of Afghans . The Sikh army defeats Afghans in the battle of Shopian and Kashmir comes under Sikh rule .Sitting on the Shankrachrya hill , Neelnaag witnesses peace returning to the Kashmir valley . After some time, the Dogra rulers emerge on the scene . Neelnaag is now happy to see the clouds of darkness dispelling from the sky over Kashmir and rays of light and hope emerging gradually. He finds progress and development visiting his Kashmir .The city that had forgotten the sound of temple bells is abuzz with tinkling of bells and Shankhnaad . There is peace and focus on developmental activities like construction of roads , schools , hospitals , courts and colleges . From the top of Shankracharya hill, Neelnaag looks at the serpentine path of river Vitasta , which happens to be the undying witness to many tragedies that visited the Kashmir valley. There is a sudden turn in the poem and Neelnaag brings the poet back to his misplaced tent in the refugee camp. A camp that he shares with the victims of armed insurgency and ethnic cleansing . This is a crowd abandoned by time and forced to face antipathy from all quarters of the establishment .
Writing such epic poems is not every poet's cup of tea. It requires profound knowledge of history, unshakeable committment to a cause and conceptual clarity. I believe and am convinced that the author of this epic is in command of these great skills . Neelgaatha has established that exiles are quite capable of telling their own stories without having others speak for them. I have always believed that exile can also be a source of creativity for many writers. And the' Exile Consciousness' is surely a way to reconnect with a life that seems increasingly distant . With its subject and style of presentation , I am sure about the immortality of this work.
( The book review was published by the Daily Excelsior newspaper on 3.10.2021)
This epic poem is not only documentation of miseries and sorrows that visited a peace loving community for the last seven hundred years , it is essentially a powerful petition to powers that be . A petition that seeks their attention saying loudly “ Look this way to ameliorate our pain and suffering. We had it enough. ” Doesn’t Urdu poet Moin Ahsan Jazbi also convey the same story when he says this :-
" Sarvo saman bhi mauje naseem e sahar bhi hai
Aey gul tere chaman mein koyi chashm e tar bhi hai
Duniya sunne to kissa e gham hai bahut taweel
Haan tum suno to qissa-e-gham mukhtasar bhi.."
( You have the cypress and the jasmine, And the wafting morning breeze as well,
O flower ! look around carefully ,
There sits a person with moist eyes in your garden .
Should the world listen, the story of my sorrow is long and detailed,
Should you desire to listen, I carry a brief version as well)
( Avtar Mota )
BUSINESS ACTIVITIES, GOSSIP MONGERING AND SOCIAL LIFE
In Jogilanker, Rainawari, we had a shopkeeper doing brisk business in provisions. Every person called him Naba Bakhor. I believe his real name was Ghulam Nabi. Behind his back, Pandits called him a Pakistani agent. Muslims owing allegiance to National Conference called him a mischief man from Jamaat ( Jamaat e Islami ).
He was all praise for Maharaja's rule. According to him, all ills in the Kashmiri society had come after the Awami Raj ( public rule ). This was his indirect way of hitting at the National Conference sympathisers apart from appeasing his Kashmiri Pandit customers. Exactly opposite to his shop was the bakery shop of Nila Kanth Bhan, a saintly Kashmiri Pandit. If there was no customer to deal with, Naba Bakhor would cry :-
" Dear Nila Kanth, Did you visit the Ghaat ( PDS ration depot on the canal bank)? Have fresh ration supplies arrived? How is the rice ?"
" No, I didn't but Master Durga Nath Handoo was telling me that the worst quality of rice is being supplied this month at the Ghaat. It is all Zug ( dusty or shabby in colour ). It has been a long time since we saw sparkling white rice at the Ghaat. "
In his reply, Naba Bakhor would say loudly :-
" Should I send 10 kg of potatoes? I have bought a quintal of potatoes yesterday. We must follow our great leader ( referring to Sheikh Mohammed Abdullah) who has already advised us to eat potatoes when rice is not around."
This was a sarcastic remark meant for Ismaal Bakhor, another shopkeeper nearby. Ismaal Bakhor ( Mohammad Ismail ) was a diehard National Conference supporter.
There were two insane persons possibly disowned by their families, who used to sit near Naba Bakhor's shop. One was known as Gaffara and the other was Ghulam Mohammad nicknamed Takka Adij. While Gaffara was weak and slept even during the day time., Takka Adij was always on the move and turned violent when somebody called him by his nickname. Ismaal butcher, who had his shop near Naba Bakhor's shop, would sometimes pass on a mutton piece to Takkka Adij that he roasted in his Kangri and relished. This act earned him the nickname of Takka Adij. Quite often, Neel Kanth Bhan ( Kashmiri baker ) would pass on a hot Tandoor bread or Kulcha to Ghulam Mohammad or Takka Adij. Naba Bakhor would give him cigarettes and Morton toffees. Ghulam Mohammad or Takka Addij would relish toffees while smoking cigarettes. He smoked three or four cigarettes at a time, one after the other. For these temptations, Ghulam Mohammad or Takka Adij was seen around Naba Bakhor's Shop.
While Naba Bakhor enjoyed gossiping with other shopkeepers and customers, he had kept no space for anybody to sit inside his shop.You had to keep standing outside Naba Bakhor's shop for gossiping. He would sit in the shop during morning hours whereafter his sons would take over. They did not indulge in gossiping.
Sheikh Mohammad Abdullah, Maharaja Hari Singh, R C Kak, M A Jinnah, Gandhi Ji, Molvi Yusuf Shah, Pandit Jawahar Lal Nehru, U.N.O. resolutions, General Zia ul Haq and Molvi Mohammad Farooq were frequently brought into discussion by him. I would often hear Naba Bakhor saying one line to close his argument :-
“Ye gayi markazitch chaal ‘.. or…. This is a trick played by the central government .”
The other party had always to roll back his logic and reasoning in any discussion with him once he declared" markaz ki chaal ' as his verdict. For his business, he was always sharp and focussed. Despite his rigid beliefs, I always admired him for his outspokenness.
One day, a middle-aged Pandit who had come to buy something fainted outside his shop. Seeking help from Nila Kanth Bhan, Naba Bakhor physically lifted the sick Pandit and made him lie on the outer space ( penjj) of the adjacent shop that would usually remain closed. Asking Nila Kanth Bhan to take care of the Pandit, he ran barefooted and brought Dr Prem Nath Kaul 'Wafa ' from his shop. Dr Wafa put some sugar in the mouth of the Pandit and revived him. I saw the person walking back to his home.
And one day Naba Bakhor told me this:-
" Yesterday, I saw you standing near Habiba butcher's ( Habib Pujj) shop. Don't ever visit Habiba's shop. Always buy mutton from Qadir Pujj( Ghulam Qadir ) across the bridge. Why don't you buy from Ismalla ( Mohammad Ismail butcher)? He is your neighbour. You should go to the Shera butcher at Kralyaar if it is not available with Qadira or Ismalla . Never go to Habiba's shop. Don't you know that he had slaughtered a donkey sometime back? I have told this to him on his face."
I had my doubts about the authenticity of what Naba Bakhor had said about the butcher. Upon checking, I found Habiba butcher a sympathiser of National Conference. However, the donkey story was also repeated by another shopkeeper, Chuni Lal Watlu .
Chuni Lal Watlu had his chemist shop exactly opposite to the Jogilanker police station in Rainawari. When gossip mongers sitting in his shop ensured complete downfall of his business , he became a middleman for settling any issue that any resident had with the police .However, he was always sought after for dressing of wounds, injections and intravenous glucose drips by people. He had developed expertise in these areas.Sometimes he would come to our house for intravenous injections or any other medical emergency. I would also go to his shop for injections and dressing . My mother knew his brother Sham Lal , a thorough gentleman who had a chemist shop at Gankhan, ZainKadal, quite close to my mother's parental home. Sham Lal was like a family member of Tikoo family (my mother's parental family ) .Chuni Lal Watlu knew that connection very well. He would often tell me this:
" If Sham Lal , my brother is your Mama ( maternal uncle), so am I. For any help, you should come straight to me without inhibition. "
Entrusting his shop to the gossip mongers, he was always mobile .
One day I touched the issue of Habiba butcher with Chuni Lal Watlu . He immediately told me that he had intervened in the matter and helped Habiba butcher at the police station when some person had lodged a complaint on the donkey issue . Beyond this ,I could not ascertain anything about the donkey story. One could also not rely totally on Chuni Lal Watlu's version as he was given to making issues out of non issues to involve police . Involvement of police benefitted him financially as he had to earn something for himself and his family after the gossip mongers at his shop had rendered him idle.
As and when I went to his shop, I found the gossip mongers discussing Jawahar Lal Nehru or Indira Gandhi or D.P.Dhar or Bakshi Ghulam Mohammad or Atal Bihari Vajpayee and the defeat of Pakistan in Bangladesh war. Chuni Lal was a Congress sympathiser.
Chuni Lal had a human side as well. Many of his clients were from interior localities of Dal lake . Most of these clients would come to his shop for glucose drips .
Glucose drip was very popular in Kashmir.It was a self medication to treat what Kashmiris felt "general weakness " or sometimes self presumed dehydration . Every chemist shop had arrangement for infusion of intravenous glucose particularly during summers.I have heard many Kashmiris talking something like this:
" I feel I have no energy. I feel tired even if I walk ten steps."
" Go to a chemist and get a bottle of glucose injected . You will be immediately full of energy."
Sometimes ,he would be taken in a small roofless boat ( Demba Naav ) for Vitamin or pain killer or antibiotic injections prescribed by other doctors . He was quite popular with residents of Dal lake . Once I saw a Muslim woman at his shop. She had come for glucose drip . She had finished the drip and was saying this to Chuni Lal:
" I have no money with me at the moment . I will give it to you next time. I had also to buy some items from Nand Khosa's shop at Kraalyaar ."
And she moved out of his shop. Chuni Lal immediately brought out a hundred rupee note from his purse and said to the woman:
" O sister, take this money. Buy what you want. Don't think about returning it. I will not ask. Whenever you have surplus , return it otherwise forget. This shop will always welcome you even if you don't return this money. Of Your face resembles with Nazir Ahmed .Are you his sister? Take this biscuit packet for your children. "
I conclude this post with some couplets from a Gazal of modern Urdu poet Zubair Rizvi...
"Hai dhoop kabhi saayaLagta hai mujhe tum sa
dil ka to har ikk mausam.
ḳhushboo hai meray ghar mein,
yaadon ke kayi album ......"
( sometime,it feels like sunshine
Sometime like shade ,
sometime i feel it like a fireball,
And sometime it feels like cool dew.
Every season within my heart,
Looks and feels like you only.
The fragrance of time spent ,
lingers in my house,
And my book shelf is decorated by
Many albums of memories alone .. )
( Avtar Mota)
From Professor Buhler's write up, Aurel Stein came to know about Maharaja Ranbir Singh' s private collection of manuscripts held inside Sri Raghunath Ji Temple complex ,Jammu. Stein had come to Kashmir to collect Sanskrit and Sharda manuscripts .After completing his task with the help of his many Pandit friends, he Left Srinagar in August 1988 and arrived in Jammu . In Jammu , he inspected the manuscripts that were held in shabby condition in two locked rooms inside Sri Raghunath Ji Temple ,Jammu.He was more than certain that if not catalogued, segregated and scientifically preserved, this treasure may be lost due to harsh climatic conditions ,termites and other insects . He sought help from the British resident in Kashmir and together they impressed Maharaja Partap Singh for cataloguing and scientific and proper preservation of the treasure.
Aurel Stein’s closest friends in Kashmir were , Prof Nityananad Shastri ( Sanskrit teacher at S. P. College , Srinagar ) Pandit Govind Koul (Incharge Translation Department during the rule of Maharaja Ranbir Singh ),Pandit Mukund Ram Shastri ( Translator during the rule of Maharaja Ranbir Singh ) ,Sahaz Kak Bhat ( linguist and physician and also father of Hakim Sham Lal Bhat ) and Harabhatta Zadoo ( Sanaskrit scholar and son of Pandit Keshav Bhatta Zadoo , the Royal Astrologer in the Court of Maharaja Ranbir Singh ) . Apart from these, Stein had befriended about 15 Sanskrit scholars from Kashmir.
When Stein left Kashmir, he arranged for Pandit Govind Kaul to join him at Lahore to work on Sanskrit manuscripts. On Govind Koul’s 's death in June 1899, a shocked Stein lamented that Govind Koul , ''like another Kalhana departed as my best Indian friend beyond all hope of reunion in this Janma". Paying fulsome tributes to him, Stein wrote: "Whenever Govind Kaul was by my side, whether in the dusty exile of Lahore or alpine coolness of Mohand Marg in Kashmir, I was in continuity with the past as the historical student of India. His personality embodied all that change of ages indicated and showed as the mind and psyche of India."
About his association with some learned Kashmiri Pandits , Stein writes this :-
"But perhaps the greatest advantage I derived from Kashmirian Pandit association with my labours was the chance it gave me to study in close contact those peculiarities of traditional Indian thought, belief and conduct which separate Hindu Civilization so deeply both from the West and the East and which no amount of book knowledge could ever fully reveal to a Maleecha (uncouth foreigner) .”
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