E-Journal 1
A memory called Ammachi -
A short story written by a Brahmin women writer whose nick name is Vaidehi
which is given by Sudha (Kannada weekly magazine) for her first publication in
the literary world. She is from a
Kota Brahmin community which is widely distributed in Udupi. Vaidehi steers clear of jingoistic announcements of
feminist positions, but presents the perspective of women as it affected them,
from the politics of everyday life. Her
story mostly captures the women’s real world, her real experiences, and
the various aspects of self-fashioning, without taking overt, ideological
stances. The work has real life narration so she didn’t want to publish
the work but finally publisher gave a nick name and published the story. “A
Memory called Ammacchi” is a real life story about her, which she did not want
to be published in her real name so the publisher published the book in the
name of “Vaidehi”. She grew up by writing stories which she thought that if her
brothers would come across her writings they would make a fun of her. She used
to see her surrounding
and write
her stories based on the lived realities of women. Women
whose husbands had run away, child widows, those women who spent an entire lifetime
working in other people's homes, Brahmin widows with shaven heads and red saris
braving to the courts to claim pension, zany women, prostitutes… how can I
forget that woman who threw her sister-in-law's new born baby into the well
because she couldn't conceive.
I had
chosen the story “A Memory called Ammacchi” written by Janaki Srinivasa Murthy whose pen name is Vaidehi.
This story is related to a girl who would be of the age 10-12 years, no
specific age of the girl is mentioned in the writing piece, and we in our
literacy discussion came up with the age by having a common discussion after
going through the story. Ammacchi was six months old when her father died.
Ammacchhi was taken care by her mother and a male care taker named Venkappayya
who was six years old and started staying in the same house where Ammacchhi
lived. He always imagined that when Ammacchi would grow up he would marry her,
and this was not idolized by Ammacchhi at all. She had never in her dreams
thought that she would marry him, rather she hated his interference in every
small thing that she did. There is a character named Shambhatta whom Ammacchhi
really likes and her going to his place for Satyanarayan puja was just because
she likes him; however it is not explicitly mentioned in the text whether he
likes her too. Ammacchhi character in the text has been depicted as a very
strong character; she did not have friends of her age, as other girls were sure
to be rebuked at home if they were spotted in Ammacchhi’s company. Ammacchhi’s
mother always told her to respect her as he was the only man in their life who
had taken care, because of which Venkappayya always tried dominating and
humiliating Ammacchhi whenever he got the opportunity. His over indulgence in
family affairs was not liked by Ammacchhi at all. The author shares shared
intimate relation with Ammacchhi and narrates that her company made her feel
good and she would not have been anywhere if the author was not there with her.
The author shares an incident which really irritated Ammacchhi, she had gone to
Rama teacher who is also a tailor, so when Ammacchhi asks her to switch her a
blouse with back button then Rama laughs sarcastically, and says that that she
could stich it for her but what if Venkappayya creates a scene? She is not able
to understand why everyone in the village is treating Venkappayya as her
husband. Venkappayya used to go to Tirupathi every year, and this year also he
had gone to worship, and when he was away, Ammacchhi went to his room and found
a shirt hanging from the peg, the touch of the shirt was very repulsive to her and
fetched a scissors to cut the back of the shirt. When Venkappayya returned and
saw his shirt he got very furious and started abusing Ammacchhi, and caught her
hair and dragged her into the room, to teach her a lesson. When the door opened
her face was aflame and blood was oozing from her lips, we all in the group did
discuss on this incident and came to a conclusion that might be Ammachhi was
raped by Venkappayya. The author was resent at that moment when this sin had
taken place, and was asked by Ammacchhi’s mother not to open her
mouth to anyone in the village to what she had seen. However the villagers came
to know, which lead to Ammacchhi’s and Venkappayya marriage. After marriage
they both settled to Tirupathi. After few days, Ammacchhi returns to her place
and tells her mother that Venkappayya has hanged himself. The brave character
that has been depicted by the author in the story really influenced me, since
when I read the ending of the story I felt that Ammacchi was happy when she was
giving the death news of Venkappayya to her mother. Even in the group discussion
we came to a conclusion that it might be that she would had killed him by her
own.
In our
group discussion, we all had different perspectives perceived by all
individuals. I was very disturbed with the way Ammacchhi was looked upon and
treated by Venkappaya. I think that nobody can forcefully gain anyone, however
Venkappaya with his sinful deed tried acquiring Ammacchhi. On this we all had a
discussion that the sin that he had done was not correct, Venkappaya just took
Ammacchi as a commodity and thought that he only has complete right on her. The
author did not explicitly mentioned in the text that what had happened in the
room, however as a group we all had one conclusion that Ammacchi was literally
raped and that Venkappaya showed his power upon her. This time Venkappaya had
crossed all the limits, and this time he would had thought that she would have
no other option to marry to anyone else apart from him, as Venkappaya was
insecure at Ammacchi liked going to Shambhatta,
and was sure that she even likes him. Ammachhi did not like Venkappaya at all. She was a bold girl, who like
dressing up and going around the village which was not liked by Venkappaya. In
our literary circle we felt that the narrator might have experienced
this situation when she was a child. We did not know the age of the narrator;
however we all came to a conclusion that it might be that the narrator would be
of the age 7-8 years old. The narrator loved being around with Ammacchi and
spent most of her time with her.
When I read this story, I
could relate this to my mother’s life event which she used to tell her about
her brothers. She was the youngest among the siblings so how she was suppressed
by her elder brothers, she was not allowed to dress up like other girls, she
was asked to stay back when her brothers were going for some marriage ceremony.
If she said that she also wants to come along, she was shown eyes and was asked
to stay back as girls going to others marriage was not good. People would see
her with a different eye, which her brothers would not tolerate, and my mother
was always asked to respect her elder brothers as they were the one who would
be taking care of her in future. In Ammacchi’s case I felt that her mother was
repeatedly telling her to respect Venkappaya, as
he would be the one to take care of her.
After
marriage when Ammacchi returns to her mother’s home she gives the news that
Venkappaya has hanged himself her mother started weeping, we assumed that the
narrator was also present at that moment since the way she had illustrated that
after giving the news Ammacchhi looked at her with the corner of her eyes. The
narrator has shown the boldness character of Ammachhi several times, and we all
were in a conclusion that this time also Ammacchhi would had killed him and
taken revenge to the sin that he had done over him. I was happy with the
conclusion that at the end Venkappaya died, since as it would be very difficult
for a women to live with that person who would had hurt her soul.
Thank you ma'am for giving us this platform to get our-self into literacy circle, where we did share different perspectives of one single story and then took our discussion further on a single note.
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