Dying through living memories

It began as an interview of a film directorcumauthorcumpoet a Bengali artiste who has won many national and international awards and whose popularity transcends geographical and political borders Under camera lights our conversation turned towards the partition of Bengal in 1947 the migration of populations into West Bengal and East Bengal now to be called East Pakistan followed by the 1971 war and the refugee exodus that followed and then the creation of Bangladesh Subsequently the migration back into the new country then decades of illegal migration a continuous and traumatic displacement of peoples ldquoMy grandmother came to Calcutta from East Bengal at the time of partitionrdquo he tells me and till she died a few years back she always thought she would go back She lived here for decades but never saw this city as her home Buddhadeb Dasgupta the famous film maker who has made award winning films like Bagh Bahadur and Tahader Katha says to me ldquoit is the common man who suffers the most during political conflicts Women and children arrive in Mumbai from Pakistan on October 9 1947 PicGetty Images When the twonation theory was propagated and it led to the creation of Pakistan the Muslims of East Pakistan thought that the Hindu rulers would now be gone and the benign rule of Muslim rulers would happen But what followed was a crushing blow Genocide and rape became the order of the day Thank God my motherrsquos side of the family left before they could see those horrors My grandmother never reconciled to it The dark social reality is that neither before nor after partition and not even under democracy did the lot of the poor change in East Bengal It rarely does even hererdquo Dasguptarsquos films reflect that sense of restlessness and social angst It is the posttraumatic sense of disrepair that one reads in Manto Bhisham Sahni and Bapsi Sidhwarsquos novels Adults and children condemned to memories of violence of dislocation I have interviewed several people on the trauma of partition Stories of torture and rupture dominate these conversations A few years ago in Jerusalem I met several Jews who wear clothes of their parents who were in tortured in Germany just so they should ldquoNever Forgetrdquo Some tattoo themselves with names and numbers of relatives killed in the holocaust some visit the Holocaust Museum others form support groups or hate groups When Atal Behari Vajpayee boarded the bus to Lahore my motherinlaw asked me hopefully ldquokya ab humey vahaan jaaney ke liye visa milegardquo Vahaan to her was Multan A few years later I asked her if I should apply for a visa for her She replied ldquonahii vahaan ab kya rakha hairdquo Her desire to go back to her ancestral home is gone but her memories havenrsquot dimmed A friendrsquos mother would always talk about how one day the Russians would leave and she would go back to Kandahar She recalled how she left with a few gold guineas and her two little children At the border checkpost she gave the gold in exchange for allowing them to let her pass with her children After some time she would tell us ldquojab Taliban chaley jayenge tab main waapas Kandahar jaaungirdquo She died a few years ago her wish unfulfilled but it is still unsafe to go back to Kandahar Next to my bedside lies Rahul Panditarsquos memoir Our Moon has Blood Clots It is the narrative of a Kashmir Pandit about the migration of their families from the Kashmir Valley in the 1990s The intensely personal account is gut wrenching I found myself vacillating between tears of anger and frustrated helplessness It reminds me of the time my mausi and her family of five left Assam one day in the 1990s never to go back Militants who didnrsquot want lsquooutsidersrsquo in their state drove them out It begins slowly a kidnapping of a neighbour for ransom a threat there missed calls duplicitous conversations and families fearing for their lives just leave My preteen cousins had to suddenly leave their schools their tennis club and their bungalow for a flat in Delhi As psychoanalyst Salman Akhtar says it is not the loss of human relationships that creates the trauma of dislocation hose we can and will replace instead itrsquos the loss of the world itself There is no closure for the likes of Pandita He has lsquosettled downrsquo in Delhi but is forever restless as if hanging on to the trauma with every page every memory every conversation and every dream He canrsquot forget Nobody does Smita Prakash is Editor News at Asian News International You can follow her on twitter smitaprakash