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Double the fun CS Krishna and Karthik Laxman, founders of The UnReal Times website Tehelka
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When the dust has settled, General Election 2014 will have a lot to answer for, including #Election2014 Money and muscle. Booze and hate speech. I
bringing the newspaper concept of stop-press to publishing in India and inviting – on
bended knees, no less – the dreaded PS (Politischeparodie Sturmtruppen). And the
history of world literature shows that once encamped, the PS never leave.
The problem with the PS is that it is, like everything that marches to the beat of iron-
clad irony, heavy-footed and heavy-handed. And after an evening of listening to the PS
gallumph by, you could be left with deafness and a memory of clangour and demotic
speech.
This, of course, falls under bigtime publishing risiko. Books can never mimic news
magazine deadlines and escape being discrepant, however ardent the wish of publishers
to match the hyperkinetic flow of on-ground information. There’s a reason why political Tweet to @Tehelka
satires based on realtime events don’t do well: first, quickies that need to catch the
wave, so to speak, don’t exactly gel with the exacting literary demands of satire; second,
nothing works against satire like unintentional gaffes.
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And Unreal Elections has more than its share of them. For
example, a SWOT analysis of Robert Vadra vs Narendra
Modi on who will make the “better PM” mentions Modi’s
“chappan ìnchí chhätí ” brag — but the chapter is datelined
‘October 12’, and Modi created that much-derided même
only this year.
This ‘dead response’ has been transferred to the book (rather, from the book to the The dancer and her feat
strip, since the book came first), where Manmohan Singh is mistaken for a wax copy of
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guide, who then apologises to the PM, who gives him a fish-eye stare “for a long time” 3 killed
and mumbles “Theek hai” and leaves. It works in a comic strip. It deflates like a soufflé
in print. Sensex falls for 5th day in a volatile trade
The Candidate demonstrates no ‘in the present’ impulse and, therefore, suffers from Will form govt on our own in Telangana:
absolutely its very own whimsies. (Disclaimer: I content-edited two drafts of this book, TRS
and the author is a friend.)
Rig-marole of the Northeast polls
The author, Anirudh Bhattacharyya, is a Toronto-
based NRI with a long history as a journalist in Delhi.
More to the point, he is the founder of the oldest Congress may back Third Front govt to
keep Modi out: CPI(M)
Indian satirical webmag, Jaalmag, which got itself a
cult following soon after its commencement in 1998.
The Eye Within
The how-to (and how-not-to) experience that comes
of sorting through warehouses full of wannabe
satires means that The Candidate slips more easily
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into the ‘literary satire’ category. For one, no
politicians in it – the living, the dead or the living
dead – are named. Nor is the year of election
specified. The candidate of the title is a New York-
based, pink-slipped NRI filius prodigus who lands up
in Delhi seeking a poultice for his scalded ego (his
Stretching the boundaries
wife has also left him) and gets virtually shanghaied
Anirudh Bhattacharyya
into standing for election by an old friend, a político
with his eye on the main chance. He does, of course,
Portrait of the artist
come to appreciate his roots, stumbles upon the unmentionably secret hideout of the The Chosen One as a young Madrasi
swing vote, and, eventually, dreams of winning, despite that he is, basically, a good man
out to repair all of creation when he can barely repair himself.
The whole story is as likely as a snowflake falling in the Sahara and turning it into a
fecund greenhouse. But it allows you, therefore, to fall head first into the waiting
mantrap of suspension of disbelief and, in order to keep your head, to read the story as
an allegory of everything that is wrong with the electoral process in India.
Not that you don’t know what’s wrong. But knowing wrongs is pretty much the same as
knowing of and knowing about wrongs. Everybody knows knowing isn’t enough — they
need it in writing; and everybody loves a story. If the story is a dark tale made light, so ‘I tell micro stories The Emperor’s new
much the better. of the Northeast’ clothes
The Candidate seems to be, by design, an antigrav book, light reading — though,
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The Candidate seems to be, by design, an antigrav book, light reading — though,
strangely, not speedy reading — in a time of darkness. Unreal Elections is heavy TEHELKA RADIO
reading. The Candidate, with everyone an Everyman, can be understood by non-Indian
readers. Unreal Elections so firmly anchors itself to the minutiae of time, event and
place that a neighbouring Bangladeshi or a Sri Lankan reader would be lost.
But satire is purpose-designed to hold up a mirror to the self. Subcontinental satire just
doesn’t. Maybe there is far more to elections in India aside from merely the
mindboggling numbers, loopy logistics and unscalable methodology, than single books
of fiction can handle. Maybe we don’t have the wherewithal to make good mirrors (we
don’t, not materially, either). Or maybe we don’t like what we see.
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Whatever the case, it’s striking that it took an incautious publisher to print two side-by-
side satirical books on politics in India. (That it’s bang in the middle of the most
significant, and acrid, general election in the nation’s history is proof that a certain
axiom speaks the truth: Everyone needs to hit the till when the iron’s hot.)
It’s also striking that, in this nation in which the threat of being legally docked for
slander stops the best of journalists from publicly naming known crooks, Unreal
Elections has got away with naming the whole spectrum of living political characters
and turning them into archetypal caricatures that play to popular notions and
misconceptions: Rahul Gandhi the Mama’s Boy; Sonia the Regina Arpia; Narendra Modi
the Too- Capable-By-Half, Manmohan Singh the Catatonic… It’s a long, unkind list, and
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