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and the clergy – keen to perpetuate a social order that gave them an
upper hand – safeguarded their monopoly over knowledge. They
controlled the production of the few books that could be turned out
manually by their underlings—the scribes. These monastic appendages
were transcribers whose output was mostly confined to laboriously
copying the Bible and other classical texts by hand. Even these copies
were not for the eyes of just about anyone; medieval laws greatly
circumscribed the circulation of religious texts. Knowledge was not
allowed to proliferate because knowledge was dangerous. It
encouraged thinking…and thought was frowned upon as the work of
the Devil. Thought heralded the coming of Reason…too risky a thing to
allow.
The Lord of the Manor or even the local Fief enjoyed vast
powers including the right to spend the first night with a serf’s newly-
wedded wife ― Ius Primae Noctis. This was Western civilization long
after the classical Golden Age of the Guptas, the exemplary reign of
Ashoka Maurya or the coming of the Buddha—more than a thousand
years before the times we speak of. This was the state of Europe even
as late as the end of the 12 th century (the 13th century Magna Carta
notwithstanding), a little after the time when Bakhtiar Khilji and his
murderous hordes ravaged the Gangetic plain, put all the non-violent
and helpless monks of Nalanda University to the sword and reduced the
priceless Buddhist scrolls in its famous library to ashes.
and eager to live a full life unentangled in old webs, single motherhood
has finally come of age. A woman can now choose to stay childless or
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have the baby of a man she loves or admires (or whose genes her Egg
unconsciously wants: which often means the same thing; see Ancient
Chemystery also in this collection) and yet not succumb to the
pressures and compromises of a marriage that is likely to degenerate
into a farce – messy or even impossible to terminate when it goes off
the rails.
She can love a man but need not feel compelled to marry
him. She can have a baby where, when and if she wants. She can have
sex or skip it. She can pair-bond with another woman if she feels like it.
It’s entirely up to her. She has bid farewell to a world of obsolete sexual
prescriptions designed to cramp her style. The Asian woman has waved
goodbye to a system that married her off at ten and saddled her with
eleven children by the time she was in her mid-twenties. She knows
where she’s going and she‘s determined to get there—alone, if need
be. She’s snapped her chains, burnt her bridges behind her. At last,
she can ‘go naked in the world’― to borrow the title of a celebrated
Brigitte Bardot / Roger Vadim film. It’s her world, after all.