Rukogi Nahi RadhikaBy Usha PriyamvadaRajkamalRs. 125.00
Kitna Bada JhoothBy Usha PriyamvadaRajkamalRs. 60.00
In literature as in life, India and the West have intersected in intriguing ways. As a teenager, reading The Yellow Wallpaper by the American writer Charlotte Perkins Gilman and Pachpan Khambe Lal Deewarein by the Indian writer Usha Priyamvada back-to-back brought the realisation, on a visceral rather than an intellectual level, that both authors wanted their readers to reach into spaces of darkness and despair. Their craft lay in unearthing the subjugated knowledges of female psyche that remain unspoken and unheard within male-dominated milieus. Fiction nudged me to think, years before reading high theory atop the rarified ramparts of the metropolitan academy.
Ek Koi DoosraBy Usha PriyamvadaRajkamalRs. 125.00
In the world of writing, many generations are simultaneously active, and the difference of a few decades in age need not become a generational difference. Krishna Sobti, Manu Bhandari, Usha Priyamvada, Raji Seth, Jyotsana Milan, Mrinal Pande, Sudha Arora, Maitreyi Pushpa, Chitra Mudgal, Anamika, Jaya Jadwani, Pankhuri Rai, Pratyaksha, Kavita, Soni Singh are all contemporaries in a peculiar way. They may not all be feminists, but because of their independent personalities they embody a sharp attack on the roots of patriarchy and thus help us to realize the goals of feminism. If literature is a first-alert system for society, then Krishna Sobti may be considered a first-alert for Soni Singh.