Again and again, our literary meets such as the one in Jaipur, touch sanctities, arousing emotions involving communities, and threaten to disintegrate societies. In India, we are uprooted: from class distinctions, divide between majority and minority, uprooted from the very ethos that we live in, the ethos of poverty and deprivation. Instead of raising issues such as these in relation to literature, we bring the culture of hate and animadversion. This is the heinous beauty of Indian society and polity; we talk but do not act. And then we go to a literary festival, not to propagate high ideals, but to participate in the culture of seamless divisiveness, to propitiate, what we think privately. There is no compassion or for that matter dispassion.
What do we do in such situations? Write more and talk less, involve children into aesthetics, so that they do not pick up strands of the amorphous culture of them and us, an inveterate syndrome in Indian society. Let us cry our hearts out, but not shout raucously. What has the force of the latest avatar, corruption to do with literature? Can we examine this in literary and societal contexts? And can we for heaven's sake encourage fresh, new and invigorating talent into the literary scene?
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