K N DAruwalla (1929-1993)
He was born in Lahore , now in Pakistan. HE attended the Government College in Ludhiana (in the Punjab) for his higher education. After obtaining a Master degree in English literature, he joined the police department from which he must have by now retired. He is believed to have settled down in New Delhi. The strangest and the most interesting fact of his life is that while serving his country as a policeman, he has been English writing poetry, in which he has made a name. Functioning as a police officer and writing poetry do not go well together. But we must take our hats off (as the phrase goes) to Daruwalla for his having accomplished his self-chosen task of writing poetry admirably. He has written poetry in the English language, and done so with conspicuous success. I regard him as one of the major Anglo-Indian poets, even though the critics have been a little slow in giving him the praise which is due. I have no doubt that in the course of the next dozen years or so, he would be considered as one of the top-most Indo-Anglian poets. He is not only fertile in his ideas, but is also one of the masters of the English language. The Volumes Published By Him
Appariton in April
Crossing of Rivers
The keeper Of The Dead
He may not be a prolific poet but to have published six volumes of poems in the span of seventeen years is no mean achievement, but what needs particularly to be pointed out is the fact that, in recognition of his literary work, he was honoured with the Sahitya Academy Award in 1984. This fact, namely his winning this distinction, is a befitting reply to our grievance against the literary critics for not having shown much enthusiasm to his poetry.
Summary And Analysis:
A woman’s fit of Epilepsy in a Rickshaw:
This poem describes a fit of epilepsy which a woman suddenly got as she was going in a rickshaw with her children and her husband. When he fit overtook her, her children, feeling panicky, quickly jumped down from the rickshaw and fled in different directions in a state of terror. Fortunately the child which the woman carried in her womb remained where it was. The reaction of the Rickshaw-Puller and of the Husband:
The rickshaw puller, thinking that he was, in some mysterious way, responsible for what had happened to the woman, began to experience a sense of guilt. He could hardly bear to see the frightened children of the woman running away, and he could not bear to witness the convulsions of the woman because he was not aware of the fact that the woman was given to such fits of epilepsy. The husband too was horrified at this moment. He tried to do whatever he could under these circumstances. For instance, he forced open the woman’s closed mouth, and he put a gag between her teeth so that the mouth should not get closed again. The Help Rendered by the Passers-by
The traffic on the road came to halt because of what had happened. Everybody was curious to know the nature of the mishap. Some of the people fanned the woman while some rubbed her feet. A pedestrian said in a whisper that the woman’s fits occurred during the days of her menses. The woman’s condition; the doctor’s view; the husband’s anxiety: The woman was not hysterical. She did not utter any non-sense. She only looked red in face, and she seemed to be absent-minded. Her head shook from side to side like that of a puppet. Some froth hovered round his lips. She was then to a hospital where some of the doctors spoke lightly of her ailment while others used some difficult medical language to explain her malady. These doctors described her trouble as the spike-and-wave electrical activity, and prescribed belladonna and paraldehyde. But just as one of the doctors expressed the view that she was not doing well, she recovered. Her very suffering seemed have cured her. And just when she seemed to recover her senses, it was...
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