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(Hindu Chastity)
Tripuraneni Gopichand
Translator:
GRK Murty
2 Hindu Pativratyam
As the Doctor and the Pleader are discussing about the inability of logic or
discourse to make tamarind fruits drop from the tree, Gopi sat listening to them.
Sastry and the Doctor are always inimical to each other. Having brought up in
different atmospherics, they do not like each other’s opinion. The Doctor likes
western civilization. Sastry hates it.
According to Sastry, praising western civilization is an act of slavery. After all, each
has its own greatness. Have you ever read what Premchand said? England is famous
for business. France is famous for whores. Germany is famous for its soldiers. India is
famous for pativratyam — What’s the use of talking without knowing all this?
The Doctor didn’t leave it at that. Throwing away the cigarette through window, and
turning towards Sastry he asks, “In which way? By eating baked peas sitting quietly?”
Sastry is angry. Of course, he loves baked peas so much. Hence, he is angry. But the
Doctor is talking continuously without giving him a chance.
“Agreed, pativratyam is flourishing in our country. But it only denotes of a work being
not done. Therefore, what we need to identify is, in doing what we are great at?
Because, it is in doing intended things that the prosperity and development of
mankind rests. From this perspective, tell me in what are we great?”
“Hey! Are you going to say, in protecting pativratyam, again?” the Pleader warns
Sastry. “Why because we have to again munch baked peas.” Gopi and the Doctor
laughed at once.
Sastry’s anger grows. Starts saying, “Because of people like you, the plight of the
nation has come to this…” The Doctor didn’t allow him to continue, stops him
taunting, “You said our nation is great!”
“In the affairs of women! In the affairs of women!” the Pleader corrects.
In the meanwhile, there is a commotion on the road and hearing loud voices, all the
four leaving their discussions, run outside.
There is a big crowd on the road. Women folk from the neighboring houses are
watching the fun. They are enjoying discussing it.
In the midst of the crowd, there is an old woman and her daughter. The old woman is
crying. Her daughter is bleakly looking around to escape from the crowd. Meanwhile,
a jatka comes from somewhere. A man jumps out of it and lifting the daughter
forcefully dumps her in the jatka. As she is kicking her legs to get out of the jatka, he
pushes her legs inside and climbs the jatka. It moves. And the horse races. In a
minute, it disappears.
The mother is still crying. “He will not let my daughter survive—will not let her live,”
she sobs loudly. All this happens in front of the crowd. No one stops it nor questions.
Gopi wonders. It is inhuman. He calls an old man from the crowd and asks, “What is
this?”
“That girl is refusing to go. It’s all the tricks of the treacherous mother! She won’t
send her to the husband.”
Sastry then asks: “What else does a mother need than the happiness of her
daughter? Why is she preventing her daughter from going to him?”
“She is an impoverished widow, babu. She is using that girl to make money and
survive.”
The Doctor belches his uneasiness. The Pleader yawns rapping his fingers.
“Yes babu. She started a business in the town.” Saying, the old man walks away.
Gopi, in a voice choked with pity says, “Oh God! Having taken her away, will he kill
her?”
“Will not kill. Will protect pativratyam,” says the Doctor. Sastry becomes furious.
“Whatever he does how does it matter to you? She is his wife. When he has kissed,
hasn’t he? So does he when he wants to kill. Would he keep silent when she is not
letting her live with him?” says Sastry.
“What is the pleasure he gets living with a wife who has no love for him?” says Gopi.
“A wife must. But no law can make a husband do,” is the answer.
“As the wife is cooking pativratyam in the house, the husband will be purchasing
groceries in some other house,” says the Doctor.
“What a pativratyam! How carefully it’s being protected in our country? Hindu
society!” The Doctor is full of scorn.
That is the status of Hindu society. It is putrefying. Hiding this, we are making an
attempt to live by cheating ourselves. In Hindu society, there is no amicability
between father and son. A daughter and a father cannot live together. Son and
mother, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cannot mingle with each other. Mother
and daughter cannot pull on together. Wife and husband do not see eye to eye.
Nobody can be amicable with anybody. Yet, all these people have to live in the same
house and under the same roof. Not to let out the stink, they must sit in the house
shutting the windows.
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