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Peer Readings: Poetry of Sangeeta Sharma Decoded

---Marjorie Pezzoli

Sangeeta Sharma treats each page in her latest poetry collection Under the Sapphire Sky like a canvas.

She creates her own pallet of words to convey the beauty of nature, myths, and love in its many forms. Each line contains vibrant brush strokes of observation.

The title poem, “Under the Sapphire Sky” brings us to a beautiful setting. I could actually feel my toes dipping into the lush blue ocean.

She intertwines nature and the emotion of the moments.

The Nature segment is a container for 28 poems that celebrates celestial bodies and changing seasons.

Her words remind me why we need to be better stewards for the planet. The questions she asks points out why we should ponder and reflect upon taking care of ourselves and this wonderful planet. The other four segments are Nostalgia, Culture, L’amore, and Reflections.

Sangeeta reaches back into time and brings us along to enjoy beloved and heirloom moments. She honors her parents in a most delightful way.

Family and culture are strong threads in these poetic canvases. Ancient knowledge is celebrated, she draws us into festivals and their meanings.

“Ma’s Sewing Box” is one of my favorite poems in Sangeeta’s collection.

She gives us a peek at the treasures inside, beautiful buttons, colorful threads, fashion accessories, and more for needed mending. Family and friends could count on Ma to save the day every time she lifted the lid. When things had gone-a-fray, items were patched up with care and ingenuity. Sangeeta reminds us that this sewing box is a container to mend more than fabric, love is sewn with every stitch. This family heirloom lets us revisit moments in time.

I am glad to have kept my mother’s sewing basket and jars of buttons for similar reasons.

Here’s a little peek into Sangeeta’s poem. Hope, possibilities, and love are shared with each stitch from long ago, the beginning stanza drew me in.

Ma’s Sewing Box

Assortment of threads, spools, double and tambour needles,
Decorative buttons, bobbins, hooks and eyes, safety pins
Tailor’s chalk, beads - white, red, green and turquoise

For me this brings up the “Fabric of the Universe” concept, may we all do our part to keep it mended.

Sangeeta’s nature poems remind us why we should.

The word petals of “Cherry Blossoms” create a bouquet of understanding. Sangeeta brings in traditional symbolism and history with the cherry tree’s branches. Two weeks of celebration and remembrances lighten our hearts with each pink petal before they drop. Japan’s gesture at the end of World War II is more than touching and should not be forgotten. Canada, where Sangeeta now resides is a special place. Her wrap up thoughts ties together the reasons why our moods need this pink petal joy. Past wars, continuing ones, the lockdown years of 2020 through 2022, and climate change, are things that weigh heavy for many.


Cherry Blossoms

People for cherry blossoms wait

And as they bloom they go in hordes

to watch and gaze

A symbolic flower of the spring,

That heralds a time of renewal and

new beginnings

After their beauty peaks

for two weeks

Their fall is suggestive of transience, a

divine decree

The pops of pink and white signify the end of winter and

the start of spring.

Do you know about Toronto’s cherry tree plantings?

Hundreds of flowering cherry (Sakura) trees,

gifted from Japan,

To honour citizens of Toronto for warmly accepting their

relocated brothers-in-arms

Following the Second World War,

with wide-open arms

Cherry blossoms bring to all cheer,

year after year

And help in having some merriment

amid growing fears

Of Covid-19, then variant viruses and perennially zooming global-warming repercussions.

Sangeeta frames each of her masterpieces with intention, insights, and wonderment. She enriches us with poignant pigments; from the fiery reds of love and passion, the calming greens and blues of nature, to indigo and violet remembrances. Reading her curated collection puts a Mona Lisa smile on my face. Thank you Sangeeta for your word paintings.

One last thought from her pallet of words to lift us up: 

Diwali

- Hey, it’s a celebratory time of Diwali

When lamps expel darkness of ignorance

And spread the light of love and knowledge,

auspicious!

(The link to Sangeeta Sharma’s book of poetry: https://www.amazon.in/Under-Sapphire-Sky-Sangeeta-Outlar-PB-Poetry/dp/8196300697)

(Marjorie Pezzoli is an eminent Poet, Silk Painter and Visual Artist. Ed)


Author Interview: Rachna Singh

Rachna Singh
(Eminent Indian author-editor-presenter Rachna Singh discusses her new book on the iconic photographer Raghu Rai with Sangeeta Sharma, senior editor, in this email interview, covering allied aspects of writing and a famous subject. ---Editor)

 

Q: Congrats Rachna on your latest book on the legendary Raghu Rai! How did it start, the idea of doing a project on the man called the father of Indian photography? A much-deserved narrative on his legacy? 

A: My connection with Raghu Rai’s work began nearly four decades ago, in 1984. I was just 16 years old when the Bhopal gas tragedy occurred. India Today magazine featured a 10-page spread on the disaster, accompanied by haunting photographs that captured its devastating impact. One image, in particular, has stayed with me: a young boy lying in the rubble, his lifeless eyes staring into space as a hand tenderly caressed his forehead in farewell. That heart-wrenching photograph, which graced the cover of India Today, moved me to tears. The photographer was none other than Raghu Rai. Since then, Raghu Rai and his work has held a profound place in my personal pantheon of inspiring figures.

In 2022, thanks to a whimsical fate, I had the privilege of interviewing Raghu Rai for The Wise Owl. The conversation was rich with wisdom and life lessons, leaving an indelible impression on me. It was then that I realized the world needed to know more about this man’s incredible journey and enduring legacy. That realization marked the beginning of my deep dive into the life of the father of Indian photography.

 

Q: The title is intriguing Raghu Rai: Waiting for the Divine for a reader out shopping for a good read in a market surfeit with various products. Titles are important clues and good titles catch the fleeting attention, besides being self-explanatory, a kind of summation of the entire book. How did it happen, this beautiful title?

 

A: Raghu Rai himself suggested the title, and I felt it beautifully captured the essence of both the man and the photographer. As you delve into the memoir, you’ll come to see, as I did, that his life has been a quest to discover the divine in nature and the world around him.

In his own words:

“My life has been a pursuit of finding this divine presence in nature and the world around me. Jab darshan ki chah ho aur darshan hote hain nature ke, life ke, tab kan-kan mein Bhagwan nazar aate hain. Aur jab divine energy apki antaratma se connect hoti hai, toh, darshan lazmi hain.”

 

 

He further emphasizes:


“Photography has been my entire life—it has, in fact, become my religion, a faith to which I have dedicated myself completely. My craft led me toward a meditative path that gave me insights into life and the divine, which has been profoundly fulfilling.”

No title, I feel, could better encapsulate Raghu Rai’s journey than Waiting for the Divine.

 

Q: Memoirs are getting popular as a genre these days. Publishers love them. Something authentic, real and inspiring. The fav of industry and readers looking for things, subjects relatable, motivational; stories that resonate so well. How is this memoir different from others?

A: Every great life is shaped by unique experiences, and the wisdom derived from them is equally distinctive. This memoir captures the many dimensions of Raghu Rai—the devoted photographer whose images are born from instinct, free of preconceived thoughts or emotions, offering viewers an insider’s perspective on profound moments; the sage who believes that magic happens when an artist connects with divine energy, and who values the silence that great art can restore.

What sets this memoir apart is its unconventional approach. It is not a traditional third-person, chronological account of Raghu Rai’s life. Instead, it takes the form of a candid and vibrant conversation about his journey, his craft, his relationships, and the creative principles that drive his work. His ‘deewangi’ (obsession) for photography permeates the narrative, infusing it with energy, intensity, and passion. The dialogue draws readers into this intimate exchange, transforming the memoir into a shared experience.

Moreover, the memoir is enriched by iconic photographs from Raghu Rai himself, which add depth and visual resonance to the storytelling.

 

Q: How did you go about it? Doing conversations with the great photographer, the great guru whose pictures capture the realities suffused with an element of the spiritual? How many sessions?

 

A: I would travel to Mehrauli, Raghu Rai’s base, every month to engage in these extraordinary conversations with him. Each session lasted about 6–8 hours a day and spanned 3–4 days. Over a period of 18 months, this process became an incredible experience for me.

While his unwavering dedication to his art was undoubtedly impressive, it was his profound philosophy of life that truly captivated me. These conversations were not just about his craft but also about his deeply spiritual approach to photography and existence, which added a whole new dimension to the experience.

Q: Raghu Rai has been a personal influencer for you, and many others. How did you find the real man behind that divine lens? The celeb as a human being?

A: The most endearing thing about Raghu Rai is that he doesn’t see himself as a celebrity. He’s perhaps one of the most grounded individuals I’ve ever met. I vividly remember, during one of our conversations about his childhood, he made it a point to tell me not to shroud his life in mysticism or portray him as an unattainable creative genius. He said:

"I want people to connect with me. I want them to believe that with hard work and dedication, they can become like me. I don’t want to be an inaccessible paragon for them. So, make my life as normal as can be."

This humility runs deep in his life. When he was on a world tour in 1971 and received accolades from the European and US press, he wasn’t delighted; instead, he was upset that the press was unnecessarily elevating a fledgling photographer like him. His reaction to the news of being considered for the Padma Shri was simply, “Are you sure?” And when Henri Cartier-Bresson invited him to join Magnum Photos after the tour, Raghu Rai didn’t even respond to the telex because he felt he wasn’t ready to sit alongside legends like Cartier-Bresson.

Raghu Rai never let fame dictate his actions or get to his head. From the start, he put me at ease, always approachable and unpretentious. Whether it was sharing lunch or tea or offering deeply insightful glimpses into his eventful life, he remained a warm and gracious guide throughout my journey with him.

 

Q: What else do you find endearing about this highly-respected and much-awarded artist with a camera, and a heart full of empathy and sympathy?

 

A: Beyond his humility, what struck me most about Raghu Rai was his child-like enthusiasm for his craft. One afternoon, as I was sitting with him, immersed in discussing his work and gathering insights for my book, I noticed he seemed slightly distracted. His eyes kept darting toward a table with a box on it. Curious, I glanced at the box and saw it bore the image of a camera. I quickly deduced that it was a carton containing a new camera—and I was right.

After a while, Raghu Rai admitted, with a disarming honesty, that he had just received a new camera and was eagerly waiting to unbox it. Seeking my permission, he asked if he could try it out, his anticipation almost tangible. Naturally, I nodded.

What followed was an unforgettable moment. Watching him unbox the camera and test it out was like witnessing a child unwrapping their most desired gift. The reverence, joy, and sheer excitement he displayed for this tool of his craft were extraordinary. His hands moved with precision, but his eyes sparkled with a delight that was almost infectious. It was a rare, unfiltered joy, the kind one usually associates with very young children.

Most of us lose that kind of pure passion over time, our excitement dimmed by routine and responsibility. But here was a man, an artist of immense stature, who remained unabashedly in love with his craft. His dedication and openness to his Muse were not only inspiring but also a testament to the depth of his connection with his art. It’s a quality few possess and one that makes Raghu Rai truly remarkable.

 

Q: Any memorable experience, while writing this memoir?  An episode, moment, epiphany you can share with our readers, please?

A: Talking to Raghu Rai was transformative in many ways, opening up avenues of thought I had never explored before. Two conversations, in particular, stood out for me and had a profound impact on my outlook, almost epiphanic in their effect.

The first was about the purpose of creativity. For a long time, I believed that my books would be the legacy I’d leave behind, something I would be remembered for even after I was gone. Fame as a writer had become my driving force, eclipsing the creative fulfilment that had once inspired me. I had transitioned from writing for national dailies—pieces with a limited shelf life—to writing books, believing they were more aligned with my aspiration for lasting recognition. But one day, during our discussions, Raghu Rai shared something that changed my perspective entirely. He said:

"On a serious note, art and creativity, in their truest sense, bring a sense of fulfilment and attainment. If you live fully and with a deep sense of fulfilment, you achieve mukti (true freedom). When I work on a project, I pursue it until I reach that ‘Aha!’ moment of perfection. I published a book on Varanasi about fifteen years ago, and I’ve recently created another one that gives me a feeling of completeness. I’m also working on a book about Delhi and hope to finish it before I go. These books aren’t intended as legacies for the world; whether people see them or not is immaterial. What matters is that I leave with a sense of complete fulfilment.”

Hearing this was like a wake-up call. I realized I had been walking the wrong path, chasing recognition instead of striving for creative fulfilment. Raghu Rai’s words reminded me that true art is about finding that “Aha!” moment, a sense of completeness within oneself, not external validation.

The second conversation that struck me was about the hunger for exploration. Raghu Rai spoke passionately about the kind of curiosity and yearning one must have to hone creativity:

"He who hungers to live his life fully, who yearns to understand the intricacies of nature, who craves to be brought face to face with the divine, like Mirabai craved for Lord Krishna—that is the kind of passion and craving one must have. My love and craving to explore and understand the world transcend my ‘self’ and go beyond this world. It is this hunger that drives exploration. You must have a hunger to learn. Without that hunger, you are merely a newsman, a recorder, reproducing things without depth.”

These words resonated deeply. They made me take stock of my own life philosophy, forcing me to reassess what truly mattered. Raghu Rai’s unrelenting passion for learning, his humility, and his focus on creative fulfilment inspired me to pivot, to chase not fame, but a deeper understanding of my craft and the world around me.

Q: Any memorable quote that can be uplifting in trying times?

A: There are several memorable quotes, but one in particular stands out as truly uplifting, especially in trying times. It is Raghu Rai’s reflection on what makes a great work of art:

"The greatest work of art is one that doesn’t ask you questions, it doesn’t shake up your emotions. The art which restores silence within you is the greatest art. When you are one with yourself, there is silence. Mother would restore me and make me one with myself. It is from her that I learnt the importance and significance of silence."

He elaborated further, connecting this silence with creativity and the divine:

"When you connect with every inch of space, every energy, you are in a very silent zone where the self becomes a sensor. This sensor of your soul is receiving and ticking with the energy of the place. At such a time, a moment of intensity comes and you experience magic. Your heart misses a beat. And the situation acquires your heartbeat, and the moment has all the power of this heartbeat. When you connect with the Divine, new spaces, new experiences open up."

This quote captures the profound interplay of silence, connection, and creativity—a guiding light for those seeking solace or inspiration during challenging times.

 

Q: What continuities are there in your previous book Phoenix in Flames and this one?

A: On the surface, there seems to be no continuity between Phoenix in Flames and Raghu Rai: Waiting for the Divine. The former is a collection of stories about ordinary women who, through resilience and grit, rise from the ashes of pain and sorrow like the mythological phoenix. The latter is a memoir of a celebrated photographer, Raghu Rai, who received the highest honour for photography from the Acad├йmie des Beaux-Arts in Paris in 2019.

However, a common thread connects both books: they are narratives of resilience, grit, and dedication. In Phoenix in Flames, the protagonists are ordinary women who achieve inner strength and transformation but remain unacknowledged by the world. In contrast, Raghu Rai: Waiting for the Divine tells the story of an extraordinary artist whose life, craft, and work are globally celebrated. Despite this difference, the essence of rising above challenges and pursuing one’s passion with determination links the two books.

Q: Wishing you success, critical and commercial and hoping for more of such works from you, works rooted in immediacy and social contexts that can be sources of inspiration and empowerment. Thanks for your time.

A: Thank you for your kind wishes, Sangeeta. It was a pleasure to engage with such thoughtful questions that delve into the significant aspects of Raghu Rai's memoir.

 

 

 

Short resume: Rachna Singh

Rachna Singh is a writer and the editor of The Wise Owl, a literary and art magazine that provides a free platform for upcoming poets, writers and artists. Singh was awarded the Nehru centenary scholarship to pursue a doctorate degree at Cambridge University. However, a whimsical fate, beckoned and Singh joined the Indian Revenue Service in 1991 instead. However, the call of the Muse was so strong that after completing 30 years of service, she put in her papers to pursue her passion for writing and other creative endeavours.  Her last assignment was that of a Principal Commissioner Income Tax Delhi. She is also working as Advisor to the Language Panel Expert of the Lok Sabha Secretariat and mentoring Research Associates of the Lok Sabha Secretariat.

The travails of a demanding career notwithstanding, Singh has been penning articles and book reviews for various National Dailies. She has authored two books on economic issues, ‘Penny Panache: Piecing the Economic Puzzle’ (2016) and ‘Financial Felicity: Making Sense of Money Matters’ (2017). ‘Myriad Musings’ (2016) is a collection of her published articles and travelogues. ‘The Bitcoin Saga: A Mixed Montage’ (Bloomsbury, 2019), the fourth book from her stable, narrates the story of the birth and growth of cryptocurrencies and the blockchain technology underpinning it. She has also curated and edited two anthologies of poetry and short stories namely, The Repertoire & The Collectibles: Eclectic Tales of 2023 and an e-Chapbook of poetry called Ides of March. Her book ‘Phoenix in Flames’, is a book about the fortitude and struggle for survival of 8 women protagonists from different walks of life. Her latest title is Raghu Rai: Waiting for The Divine, which is an authorised memoir of Raghu Rai, the legendary photographer.


Fiction: Concrete Verticals (Dying City)

Sangeeta Sharma
Finally, her tickets were booked.
Sherry, the 30-year-old IT graduate from IIT, Mumbai, was to fly to Germany in a month’s time. Just last month, she has been hired in an overseas IT company, after a series of interview rounds, online. After the most spirited last round, there was a long haul which had set her on tenterhooks. Already in deep misgivings that the entire selection exercise will prove to be futile, to her great pleasure, last week, Sherry received an email intimation that infused a new lease of life in her.  She has been hired as a senior IT analyst in Berlin, Germany, with a handsome package.
She was sure of not returning to India any time before five to six years hence wanted to complete some unfinished tasks and fulfil her long-desired wishes. It has been years since she had not visited her maternal hometown in Delhi. The sweet-meat and savoury shops lined along the narrow lanes had been beckoning her, of late. The memory of good old days often used to pop up in her memory when her numerous aunts and uncles used to visit granny’s house the same time during summers and the amusement all cousins had together. Running one behind the other in the parks chasing, playing hide and seek, and, on the streets, to buy sweets and confectionary or nearly a dozen excited kids piling over one another in the new ambassador bought by the elder maternal uncle to visit the zoo was all so fresh in her mind.
 Impulsively, she decided to take a flight from Mumbai to Delhi to visit her native place, one more time, before she left for Berlin.
It was drizzling when she got out at the Indira Gandhi International airport waiting near the parking area for the Ola that was coming to pick her up.
On her way, Sherry felt completely disappointed on seeing the changed landscape. She could not identify the old lanes and streets as mammoth glass-fronted multi-storeyed structures were all that she could see. The puny shops were all gone and huge sweetmeat shops, fine-dining restaurants, big showrooms and the jazzy neon jumbotrons dazzled the crowded streets. Sherry blinked and rubbed her eyes in disbelief and mumbled to herself, “I remember that uncle had shifted few years back after he bought a whole floor of 5000 square feet in a new tall building but where’s that old house!”
Her eyes were searching for the windowpanes of her old dwelling that overlooked the main road near the old Hanuman temple but there were no traces left. Everything was transformed and bore a symbol of modernity and advancement.
 She felt disheartened to see that all green patches of the township were obliterated by the new developers. Apartment buildings, elite salons and retail plazas had mushroomed all over. She boarded an autorickshaw to reach her uncle’s abode. Vehicular population seem to have multiplied several times. Merc and BMWs, the expensive brands, were no rarity on the highway.
Appalled at seeing her tall and once-very-handsome dear uncle turn into an old, frail man, she sat beside her bed and inquired about his health, with great concern. Expressing her despair over the changed city, Sherry mourned, “This place is not at all what I came for, uncle. It has changed drastically. The open, green plains and stretches are all gone and replaced by massive showrooms and tall gated communities. I gravitated here to have a last look at our old mansion but all those kinds of cute, age-old structures don’t exist anymore. Only concrete verticals dominate the skyline. It’s the result of a very skewed thinking where contemporary generation is out to flaunt its affluence through ostentatious houses, vehicles, sartorial preferences et al. They have no time to rest, only quest. Quest for moolah, for power.  Unlike the previous era, when people were humble and grounded and believed in simple living but high values.
Today, they throw a damn to the evil consequences this perilous trend is leading the world to. Values like honesty, kindness, helping people in need or caring for the old is nowhere in their agenda for action. The unmindful cutting of trees, offshore drilling, burning fodder and farming livestock have increasingly influenced the climate and the earth’s temperature. But the common man is still unheedful and leading the same kind of neglectful lifestyle.”
The next morning, Sherry woke up to find thick smog enveloping the entire neighbourhood.
The high grey-flannel smog of winter and pollution had shut off the entire city like a closed pot.
“It’s always so since years now during winters, dear, as cold air traps dust, emissions and smoke from illegal farm fires, where stubble left after harvesting rice is burnt to clear fields in surrounding states. A slow-poisoning process set for multitudes!” stated her uncle in a laden voice amid hacking cough.
 She could experience some dryness in her own throat too and could sense that she was not able to breathe effortlessly. As she switched on the T.V. set, she learnt from a news channel that a thick layer of smoke was engulfing Delhi and NCR with the Air Quality Index (AQI) in several areas remaining the ‘severe category’ according to the Central Pollution Control Board (CPCB). Amid alarming rates of air pollution, all schools in Delhi NCR were to operate online, according to official order. Of late, excessive exposure to severe quality air pollution has become the main cause of respiratory illness among senior citizens and youngsters too mainly because of the entry of fine particulate matter (PM2.5) in the bloodstream. 
As she was to take up an international travel soon, Sherry could not afford to procrastinate visiting a physician, who prescribed her a strong dose of tablets with a syrup. The medicine made her feel delirious during the night and she saw all sorts of weird, fragmented dreams.
She saw herself visiting the yesteryears’ luxuriant gardens resplendent with chirping colourful avians that fluttered in the clean crisp atmosphere and she as a child chasing the multicoloured butterflies that hopped from one flower to another smelling nectar beside a clear-water spring that flowed tranquilly alongside the flowerbeds.
Flying high above the flower-laden gardens, she flew with her wings open under a gentle sun where she inhaled the cool breeze, lungful and the sweet scent of the well- watered grass. Running ahead of all her young cousins with balloons in their hands, they ran giggling one behind another, light-heartedly.
She woke up to a bleak atmosphere and the blissful childhood camaraderie seemed a chimera.
Sherry was to fly off back to Mumbai, the other day. Getting up early from bed, she couldn’t dare to walk out of the house for a refreshing stroll seeing the place enveloped in a thick blanket of smog all over. She started packing up things with a heavy heart.
Her dream of revisiting the sylvan city of 30 years ago remained unfulfilled. The city was dead.

The earth melodies: Calls of the Fall

Sangeeta Sharma

The green pines call 
standing tall
Crimson cover 
bowl over
with its regal oeuvre
The amber, diluted tinge
and
Acer rubrum, the flaming scarlet maples
tug
at the chordae tendineae
and heal
Like an immaculate portrait 
designed 
by the celestial.

Sassafras, oaks and beeches 
mellowing
in the autumn,
unerring,
reveal:
Change is ubiquitous
Age, season or nature
The glad grace of the face
fades 
but the pilgrim soul is 
perpetual
In the casement of the physical.

Katabatic winds
winnowing
 the fuscous leaves in hordes
to their interim graves.
The bolstered multi-hued grove,
that guards 
the treasure of nature
like sentries
Accurst to turn into wailing brunette skeletals
pleading resurrection
from the upward heavens
Frail beings, expire  
identically,
and then reincarnate!











Bio: Sangeeta Sharma, a Toronto-based academic, is the Senior Editor of Setu, a bilingual, international peer-reviewed journal and former head, English, in a degree college affiliated to the University of Mumbai.
She has authored a book on Arthur Miller, three collections of poems, edited six anthologies on poetry, fiction and criticism (solo and joint) and two workbooks on communication.
She hosts Setu’s Limited Video Series of Literary and Critical Conversations available on YouTube.

Tushar Gandhi in Conversation with Sangeeta Sharma

Tushar Gandhi
We must change and by example inspire humankind to change

---Tushar Gandhi on his great legacy and things Gandhian in the new millennium

(The Mumbai-based great grandson of the Father of the Nation, Tushar Gandhi, a crusader for the promotion of Bapu’s teachings, discusses many important things in this email interview with Setu’s senior editor Sangeeta Sharma in a candid mood.)

 

Sangeeta Sharma

Q1. Being the great grandson of Mahatma Gandhi, you have a unique lineage. Please share with us the kind of environment you were nurtured in and the conversations you had in your household during your childhood and youth. How did they help in shaping your personality and thought-processes over the years?

A. I do have a unique lineage, but I know that my biological link is merely an accident of birth. It does not instil any unique abilities in me and thus it does not make me special. I believe that one needs to earn respect through one’s work and not claim it because of birth. I know that, like the beautiful verse, 'There are miles before I sleep....' I have lots to achieve before I can honestly claim the respect and admiration of society. I grew up in a household steeped in the Gandhian ethos since my father and grandmother had both lived in the Ashrams of Ba and Bapu and had interacted closely with them, and my grandparents and my father and his sisters had lived at Phoenix Ashram in South Africa and I too had the privilege to live at Phoenix with my grandmother for about one and half years in my childhood. I was fortunate to learn about both my ancestors first hand from my elders through narration of their interactions and observations at close quarters and experience Ashram life in my childhood. I was made to understand that I was not 'special' and must not claim any privileges because of the lineage I was part of and was also told that I did not have to live up to the expectations of people and society, because they would constantly audit me and weigh me in the scales of my illustrious ancestors. My grandmother told me that none of us could possibly do anything to add to the glory of our ancestors but we had the responsibility to ensure that our actions did not tarnish their image. On growing up I have realised that even if I erred the infamy would be mine and would not diminish the glorious sterling reputation of Ba and Bapu. I do not live up to the expectations of society. I know I disappoint many, to them I apologise with humility, but I live my life on my own terms.

 

Q2. Gandhi Jayanti is observed as a national holiday, marked by prayer services and tributes across India. Do you think the message of the Mahatma can be amplified and enhanced?

A. I am certain Bapu would not have wanted a day to be wasted by holiday in his memory. I too do not accept this. As a matter of fact, if at all his birthday is to be commemorated it should be by spending it in the service of humanity. In serving those who are underprivileged, those who are oppressed and for those who are being persecuted. That alone would be a true tribute to Bapu. Bapu's message can only be vitalised and amplified through selfless service and unselfish work, it can never be enhanced by official acts or ritualistic commemorations. During his life time, he observed silence, prayed and spun Khadi the whole day on his birth anniversary, that is why in Gujarati his birthday is called Rentiya Baras.

 

Q3. In the new millennium, an upsurge was discerned in the setting up of UGC-sponsored Gandhian Studies Centres across Indian colleges and universities. Are you happy with the way these bodies are functioning and propagating Gandhian philosophy?

 A. UGC sponsored Gandhi Study Centres were a waste of resources. I say this because I had visited many such centres and all they did was a reluctant utilisation of the prescribed programs by the UGC for the utilisation of grants. They would do nothing all year round and then as the year came to an end, they would hold farcical conferences where pathetic academic papers were presented. I had criticised it and written to the UPA Government to shut it down. Finally, The NDA Government promptly shut down the program on assuming office in 2014, although they have done it in pursuance of their anti-Gandhi ideology, but that is their only action I support. Now, some Universities are maintaining such centres through their own fundings and they are doing a much better job of propagating the ideology and application of Bapu's legacy, much better than the UGC funded Gandhian Study Centres ever did.

 

 

Q4. How can the philosophy of the apostle of peace, who advocated all his life the credo of love and non-violence, be made more relevant in an age of sectarian violence, close-mind and war?

A. Bapu's legacy can only be made more relevant in its study, understanding, adoption and by individuals becoming its live examples. One needs to understand the true meaning of nonviolence. Not merely the absence of conflict or war but the expunging of violence in every form, suspicion, prejudice, exclusion, hate, greed, waste and excessive consumption. Only when individuals quell these passive forms of violence, life style will we be able to establish a truly nonviolent world living in peace within and peace in society. Peace with fellow humans and in peace with every life form and a genuine respect for their right to existence and respecting their share of the natural resources, and the absence of violence against ecology and environment.

 

Q5. The life-long lessons you have learnt from Bapu that can impact lives across the world?

A. The greatest lesson that I learned from my parents and grandmother was to always be true to oneself. Untruth begins by deceiving ourselves first. The other lesson I imbibed was unflinching perseverance, never giving up on one's objectives and belief and fighting on till one's end or till the objective is achieved. Understanding, accepting and respecting the right of others to be different. Not fighting the individual but fighting against the ideology they represent and practice. Reform, not revenge.

 

Q6. Please share with us the lesser-known details about the Father of the Nation.

A. Bapu lived such a transparent and open life that there is hardly any aspect of his life that has not been revealed to the public, so it becomes almost impossible to narrate any new untold facet of his personality. A story I find inspiring which was part of my childhood involves my father. Since my grandparents lived in South Africa, they brought up their children in South Africa. So the family would visit Ba and Bapu every few years. They had to travel by ship from South Africa to India. Many a time, the children would be sent ahead and my grandparents would follow later. This incident happened at Seva Gram, Wardha when my father Arun was staying with Bapu. He had been gifted a box camera and a few rolls of film. So he became an avid photographer. He expressed his desire to photograph Bapu. Bapu charged for his photograph and the collected money was deposited in the Harijan Fund. So he told my father that he would pose for a photograph only after my father paid the fee. My father claimed his right to photograph his grandfather without having to pay the fee. Bapu refused. One afternoon, when Bapu was conferring with the AICC leadership my father thought this was his opportunity to take a photograph from hiding and he did so. Either Bapu noticed or someone informed him. So that evening, he made my father responsible to collect all the autograph and photograph requests, collect the requisite fees, account for all of it and give it to him. When my father presented the account and the amount collected, Bapu accused him of cheating and said that the money was short for the fees of a photograph taken, eventually my father confessed that he had taken a photograph and had not included it in the account submitted and refused to pay the fees and also informed Bapu that he did not have funds to pay the fees. Bapu confiscated my father's camera. And only gave it back after my grandfather paid the required four rupees. My father got his camera back but was very disappointed that his grandfather did not accord him his right as a grandson. Bapu explained to my father that rules once enforced must, in all circumstances, be upheld and no exceptions be made for anyone only then their sanctity and importance are maintained. This instilled the importance of obeying rules in my father and it was passed on to me too.

 

Q7. What have been your experiences as a Gandhian and a crusader for passionately promoting his philosophy and teachings across India and outside.

A. Since the past three decades India has drifted away from Gandhi and his ideology. We now live in an India where Gandhi-hate and rejection is more evident. I blame myself and the whole community of Gandhians for this drift rather than the ideology of his murderers, the RSS, who ever since his murder, has insidiously orchestrated and amplified a campaign of misinformation about Bapu which has fuelled the Gandhi hate, evident now. Gandhians are to be blamed since they turned the Gandhi legacy into a private domain and zealously guarded it as if it was their personal fief, they also reduced it to become a mere ritual, rather than a dynamic tool of social engineering. A weapon for love, understanding and acceptance and an ideal and example of sustainable life style. Today Gandhi worship is a mere ritual and its observance is a pretence, even the Prime Minister's show of Gandhi worship is nothing but a show for PR. While in India the Gandhi legacy has been reduced to a mere insincere ritual, abroad there is a study of his philosophy, ideology and practice from the objective of its implementation in the current situation, the movement of sustainable, less consumptive and self-reliant, local centric life style has evolved from Bapu's ideology of Swadeshi and minimalist life style.

 

Q8. Mahatma Gandhi is known for his writings also. Which book by him has left the strongest impression on you?

A. Two books that I find to be indispensable in the discovery of Bapu are 'Hind Swaraj', which is his seminal work and the foundation of his belief and practice and his autobiography, 'The story of My Experiments with Truth'. For me these two books are indispensable in my quest to discover and understand my ancestor.

 

Q9. How do you view the future of Gandhian philosophy in the global context, especially the components of truth, ahimsa, peace and satyagraha as important strategies of public mobilisation?

A. I believe these to be indispensable, timeless and of grave importance today to ensure the survival of humankind. Today, when strife threatens our very existence, we are a mere button’s push away from annihilation and dangerously the button is falling in the hands of unstable and irresponsible autocrats, this puts our existence in jeopardy. Democracies are in decline where autocrats use the democratic system to grab power and then subjugate the democratic ideal and function like autocrats. Institutions that are supposed to safeguard the democratic institution are being systematically maligned and made ineffectual, the system of debate and discussion are being subverted and a system of autocratic imposition is becoming more and more prevalent. Under these circumstances, citizens will have to become guardians of Democracy and safeguard it on the streets. Civil disobedience on a mass scale is the only alternative to authoritarian subversion of Democracy. Gandhi, King and Mandela are indispensable icons that inspire people's resistance to autocracy.

 

Q10. Any message?

A. I do not consider myself to give any message as yet. I myself am in the quest of discovery. But if at all I were to give a message it would be to reiterate the slogan my father derived from the teachings of his grandfather and which today has become synonymous with Bapu globally, 'Be the change.' We must change and by example inspire humankind to change.

 

Thank you.


SPECIAL ISSUE: Towards Visibility

Poetry by BIPOC, Women, Individuals with Disabilities and Non-binary Voices

 

Guest Editorial by

Anita Nahal, Sangeeta Sharma & Candice Louisa Daquin
 
Candice Louisa Daquin

This special issue of Setu showcases poetry by individuals who identify themselves either as Black, Indigenous and People of Color (BIPOC), as women, as individuals with disabilities or as non-binary voices. Current world demographics reveal that women are 49.58%, Black people are 7.8 billion, Indigenous people are 6%, 1.3 billion individuals with disability and about 2% of the population in 27 countries identified themselves as non-binary in a 2023 survey. [1]

Obviously, statistics never paint a whole picture, and likely there are many more than these numbers who identify as such. Ultimately these groups are not a minority but a flourishing major part of society but despite this their voices have historically been marginalized. Hence our enduring efforts toward visibility.

Human nature prevents some of us from recognizing and accepting the distinctive diversity of others. As a species we have the potential of generating bias and fear in our brain synapses, consequently shifting to a “fight-or-flight”[2] mode rather quickly when encountering ‘difference’. Princeton university researchers, Janine Willis and Alexander Todorov have concluded that it takes only 1/10 of a second for us to make a judgement about someone based on optic perceptions.[3]


Sangeeta Sharma
            Keeping that in mind, in this curated issue, we present an assortment of themes that BIPOC, women, individuals with disabilities and non-binary poets across the globe are writing about. We have a wide geographical coverage as our poets are from the US, India, Bangladesh, Canada, Australia, Portugal, and Mauritius. 

The questions this issue wishes to address include: what attracts the interest of our poets and provides an impetus for them to express themselves? Are they addressing bias, injustice, violence, abuse or seeking the lost bonds of camaraderie, or lamenting over the digressing environmental richness? Do they yearn for spatial connections with cherished or disliked places or people, or are they engrossed in imaginary fascinations with non-human species or beyond in space? Or is magic their main poetic stay?

Anita Nahal

Or are they articulating their personal lives and beauties or challenges therein, prejudices, and world views towards them or others? Or are they writing poetry about love, loss, survival, family, parenthood, various “isms”, music, dance, sports, food, travel, etc.? 

Also, are these poets expressing in realism or surreal terms? What kind of semantics do they employ? In what forms do they create poetry—free verse, prose, haiku, ekphrastic, etc.?

Perhaps none of these themes or styles can be expressed in a vacuum and poetry outpourings are simply an amalgam of related or unrelated thoughts, feelings, and expressions.

This extraordinary issue of Setu is, therefore, exclusive as it’s rare to have a collection of so many minority voices in one issue…thirty in all! We have retained the variances of American, British, and other forms of English be it, to offer a smidgeon of linguistic variety and flavor. We have also preserved the different grammatical usages because we believe that poetry is a genre that allows us to experiment more with language than any other writing medium.

Although poetry should abide by most traditional language rules, how a poet chooses to use them is critical. Whether they decide to follow them or break them, they’re making a statement and conveying a message with this choice.”[4] It’s that message, loud and clear, of poetry by BIPOC, women, individuals with disabilities and non-binary voices that you will find on the pages of this issue. We humans have layered identities within us, lapping and overlapping just like in British mathematician John Venn’s Diagram, though unlike his equal circles, our circles can change shapes and sizes depending upon what is dear to us at a particular moment in time.[5] 

We thank all the contributors for their time and effort in submitting their precious creativity. Without writers, we wouldn’t have any journals or books!  

We also thank Setu, Sunil Sharma, and Anurag Sharma for their support to the theme and hope they don’t find any editorial gaffs! We did our best! It’s certainly hats off to us three, as we worked from different global time zones, effectively employing Zoom and emails to get our work done quickly and harmoniously. As three women editors for this distinctive Setu issue, each one of us is unique, and we also represent a multitude of divergences in our personal and professional styles which gelled extremely well! In the end, another deep gratitude to our contributors and to Setu!



[1] Published by Statista Research Department and 9, J. (2023) Gender Identity Worldwide by country 2021, Statista. Available at: https://www.statista.com/statistics/1269778/gender-identity-worldwide-country/

[2] In the 1920s American psychologist, Walter Cannon was the first to write describe the fight-or-flight concept.

[3] Wargo, E. (2006) How many seconds to a first impression? Association for Psychological Science - APS. Available at: https://www.psychologicalscience.org/observer/how-many-seconds-to-a-first-impression


[4] writingjournal_xdluy8. (2023, July 30). Do poems need to follow grammatical rules? - letter review. Letter Review -. https://letterreview.com/do-poems-need-to-follow-grammatical-rules/#:~:text=Poems%20don’t%20need%20to,a%20message%20with%20this%20choice.

[5] Nahal, A. (2016) Diversity & Inclusion applied in layers (DIAL) model by dr. Anita Nahal, CDP, Society for Diversity. Available at: https://societyfordiversity.wordpress.com/2016/03/01/diversity-inclusion-applied-in-layers-dial-model-by-dr-anita-nahal-cdp/