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Pranayathinte Rajakumari
Kamala Das says “We only have our body to ferry us on the journey to spirituality. It is in this body that we imprison the soul.” Such a writer, who made life a celebration through love for life itself, is a rarity in world literature itself. “Pranayathinte Rajakumari - Princess of Love” reveals a Kamala Das we have not known till now. Love was her religion. She transformed loving into a major event. Femininity, love, sex… this book is Kamala Das’ interpretation of such human experiences. A book that shakes up the mindset of the average Malayali. Malayalam translation of ''The Love Queen Of Malabar : Memories Of Friendship With Kamala Das'' by Merrily Weisbord
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944 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2010
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May 30, 2021
Kamala Surayya, who was earlier known as Kamala Das before her conversion to Islam, was the most unconventional writer in Malayalam who shook the establishment to the core with her bold outbursts on female sexuality in her widely read autobiography ‘My Story’. She was the first woman to write frankly about such topics and would not back down when attacked. Das loved to poke society with pinpricks on the collective morality first as an open-minded woman and when the sex appeal faded as she aged, did the same with her conversion to Islam. Merrily Weisbord is an award-winning Canadian author, film-maker and broadcaster. This book is the memoir of her sweet friendship with Kamala Das beginning in 1995 and lasting till her death even though events occurring after 2005 are not recorded. This book is an essential companion to Surayya’s literary works that helps to unravel the artist’s complex mind from the vivid but misleading clues in her narrative.
The author has not used much secondary sources to collect the information she divulges through the pages. Consulting Kamala’s friends and literary associates provide a lot of details, but almost the whole of the material is obtained by direct interviews with her icon over the course of ten years. This period of time wrought tremendous changes in Kamala’s personal, social and literary outlook that we see conflicting opinion on some topics. Even a direct question to the protagonist often elicits answers tinged with fantasy and poetic license. They are not to be accepted literally. A question usually starts a cascade of memories, connections, metaphorical allusions and storytelling. One would get submerged in the flow. Weisbord admits that she is unsure of the revelations’ authenticity, that is, whether Kamala simply imagines them out of her fancies and fantasies. But this is a characteristic of her literary oeuvre. Her autobiography bristles with tantalizing references to intimate encounters while keeping the readers guessing whether they are true or not. This seems more like a professional tactic of an entrepreneur who knows how to sell her product. It doesn’t deserve the exalted philosophical moorings this book liberally ascribes on it. The author also observes that Kamala spent a lifetime hiding, dissimulating and spreading disinformation about her real sexual history. It is difficult to separate sexual fact from fiction in her life and the critics still argue whether the men in ‘My Story’ are imagined or real.
Readers will be astonished at the trusting nature of Kamala and how quickly she struck an intimate friendship with the author in a matter of days. This verges on gullibility which might be the reason why she could be easily persuaded to change her faith so late in life. In the beginning, the author proposed a professional relationship as Weisbord was attempting to write a book on her. But Kamala soon proclaimed that whether the book gets written or not, something sweet had come out of the interactions which she cherished. Weisbord visited Kerala many times and Kamala visited Canada twice to remain several weeks under the hospitality of her interviewer. She fully empathized with the author which came from being of the same writers’ tribe. These close encounters help display another curious hallmark of Kamala. Orthodoxy and rebellion coexisted within her. The love queen of Malabar’s veneer was simply a shining initial layer of her many selves. She also exhibited a perplexing lack of open-mindedness in her advice to the author on her personal life. Weisbord had had two divorces and was engaged in a live-in relationship with a third that had lasted for many years. Kamala insisted on formalizing the relationship either by marriage or at least a legal agreement that conferred some rights to her on the partner’s property. Here, Kamala acts like a conventional grandmother. Before conversion, she had a fierce pride of India, rejection of foreign loans, denial of dowry deaths and dismissal of expatriate Indians who pronounce on Indian literature without knowing any language other than English.
On Dec 16, 1999, Kamala converted to Islam, changing her name to Surayya. This was a bolt from the blue, including the author, who was kept in the dark in spite of their close friendship. Surayya made a clean break with her past claiming to have taken Krishna from the famous shrine at Guruvayur, taken him home and renamed Muhammad. A concerted effort, often termed ‘love jihad’, had taken place in the conversion drama. It is reported that a young politician named Sadiq Ali approached Kamala as if he was besotted to her. He was 38 and she was 65. He was a Muslim League MP from Malabar and already had two wives. Sadiq Ali is a pseudonym used in the book, but everyone in Kerala is aware of the true identity of this sweet-tongued politician. He made sexual advances and promised to marry her as his third wife, as he was permitted up to four wives as per Islamic law. The only condition was that she should convert to Islam. Kamala did so and instantly Sadiq Ali faded out of her life in a classic instance of ‘love jihad’, his passion presumably a part of his religious duty. A Muslim militant organization took control of her life immediately after conversion while she was feted in many middle-eastern countries. Surayya gradually accepted the loss of Sadiq Ali and struck up another intimate relationship with a Muslim doctor who appears in the final chapters of the book.
The author marks how Surayya was soon disillusioned with what she had chosen. She was fed up with fundamentalism, culturally sanctioned male superiority and religious interference in her writing and painting. She gradually gravitated to a sufist interpretation of Islam by merging a few tenets of Hinduism but remained neither fish nor fowl. She propagated a morality based on love and mocked mindless convention but she drew on traditionally based standards of purity to maintain her dignity and self-respect. As she noted, “I speak for the cause of female emancipation, attack the hypocrisy of conventional morality but seek fulfillment within the nest of traditional values” (p.200).
The book has successfully conveyed Surayya’s thirst for love. She desperately wanted to be loved, shaking off the scales of her former loveless matrimony. All her actions were initiated by this eagerness to find love. Weisbord also includes liberal snippets of Kamala’s poems and quotes from ‘My Story’. It also includes many poor quality photographs from Kamala’s life, but with no captions.
The book is recommended.
The author has not used much secondary sources to collect the information she divulges through the pages. Consulting Kamala’s friends and literary associates provide a lot of details, but almost the whole of the material is obtained by direct interviews with her icon over the course of ten years. This period of time wrought tremendous changes in Kamala’s personal, social and literary outlook that we see conflicting opinion on some topics. Even a direct question to the protagonist often elicits answers tinged with fantasy and poetic license. They are not to be accepted literally. A question usually starts a cascade of memories, connections, metaphorical allusions and storytelling. One would get submerged in the flow. Weisbord admits that she is unsure of the revelations’ authenticity, that is, whether Kamala simply imagines them out of her fancies and fantasies. But this is a characteristic of her literary oeuvre. Her autobiography bristles with tantalizing references to intimate encounters while keeping the readers guessing whether they are true or not. This seems more like a professional tactic of an entrepreneur who knows how to sell her product. It doesn’t deserve the exalted philosophical moorings this book liberally ascribes on it. The author also observes that Kamala spent a lifetime hiding, dissimulating and spreading disinformation about her real sexual history. It is difficult to separate sexual fact from fiction in her life and the critics still argue whether the men in ‘My Story’ are imagined or real.
Readers will be astonished at the trusting nature of Kamala and how quickly she struck an intimate friendship with the author in a matter of days. This verges on gullibility which might be the reason why she could be easily persuaded to change her faith so late in life. In the beginning, the author proposed a professional relationship as Weisbord was attempting to write a book on her. But Kamala soon proclaimed that whether the book gets written or not, something sweet had come out of the interactions which she cherished. Weisbord visited Kerala many times and Kamala visited Canada twice to remain several weeks under the hospitality of her interviewer. She fully empathized with the author which came from being of the same writers’ tribe. These close encounters help display another curious hallmark of Kamala. Orthodoxy and rebellion coexisted within her. The love queen of Malabar’s veneer was simply a shining initial layer of her many selves. She also exhibited a perplexing lack of open-mindedness in her advice to the author on her personal life. Weisbord had had two divorces and was engaged in a live-in relationship with a third that had lasted for many years. Kamala insisted on formalizing the relationship either by marriage or at least a legal agreement that conferred some rights to her on the partner’s property. Here, Kamala acts like a conventional grandmother. Before conversion, she had a fierce pride of India, rejection of foreign loans, denial of dowry deaths and dismissal of expatriate Indians who pronounce on Indian literature without knowing any language other than English.
On Dec 16, 1999, Kamala converted to Islam, changing her name to Surayya. This was a bolt from the blue, including the author, who was kept in the dark in spite of their close friendship. Surayya made a clean break with her past claiming to have taken Krishna from the famous shrine at Guruvayur, taken him home and renamed Muhammad. A concerted effort, often termed ‘love jihad’, had taken place in the conversion drama. It is reported that a young politician named Sadiq Ali approached Kamala as if he was besotted to her. He was 38 and she was 65. He was a Muslim League MP from Malabar and already had two wives. Sadiq Ali is a pseudonym used in the book, but everyone in Kerala is aware of the true identity of this sweet-tongued politician. He made sexual advances and promised to marry her as his third wife, as he was permitted up to four wives as per Islamic law. The only condition was that she should convert to Islam. Kamala did so and instantly Sadiq Ali faded out of her life in a classic instance of ‘love jihad’, his passion presumably a part of his religious duty. A Muslim militant organization took control of her life immediately after conversion while she was feted in many middle-eastern countries. Surayya gradually accepted the loss of Sadiq Ali and struck up another intimate relationship with a Muslim doctor who appears in the final chapters of the book.
The author marks how Surayya was soon disillusioned with what she had chosen. She was fed up with fundamentalism, culturally sanctioned male superiority and religious interference in her writing and painting. She gradually gravitated to a sufist interpretation of Islam by merging a few tenets of Hinduism but remained neither fish nor fowl. She propagated a morality based on love and mocked mindless convention but she drew on traditionally based standards of purity to maintain her dignity and self-respect. As she noted, “I speak for the cause of female emancipation, attack the hypocrisy of conventional morality but seek fulfillment within the nest of traditional values” (p.200).
The book has successfully conveyed Surayya’s thirst for love. She desperately wanted to be loved, shaking off the scales of her former loveless matrimony. All her actions were initiated by this eagerness to find love. Weisbord also includes liberal snippets of Kamala’s poems and quotes from ‘My Story’. It also includes many poor quality photographs from Kamala’s life, but with no captions.
The book is recommended.
December 13, 2012
The opening chapter made me excited and expectant of the type of literary cross-cultural understanding that is lovely, but rare. And in the beginning-til-the-middle, I thought that this was exactly where the book was going and so, settled in for an intellectually stimulating read.
But then Kamala converted to Islam.
And Weisbord's nuanced view towards differences in cultures changed. Whereas, previously, she was even tolerant towards the extremely misogynistic roots of certain cultural practices surrounding Kamala pre-conversion, Weisbord did an about-face upon the poet's conversion to Islam and carefully dissected the Muslim cultural identity Kamala chose for herself, with an obsession bordering on paranoia/conspiracy-theorist.
Weisbord went through great pains to make it seem like Kamala's conversion was inauthentic. Why she would do this is beyond anyone, including Kamala Das' son (a non-Muslim), who said he didn't agree with the way his mother's conversion was portrayed.
Perhaps, then, it is no wonder Weisbord waited until Kamala's death to publish such a memoir of a "friendship" - when the other friend wasn't around any more to set things straight about her OWN life.
But then Kamala converted to Islam.
And Weisbord's nuanced view towards differences in cultures changed. Whereas, previously, she was even tolerant towards the extremely misogynistic roots of certain cultural practices surrounding Kamala pre-conversion, Weisbord did an about-face upon the poet's conversion to Islam and carefully dissected the Muslim cultural identity Kamala chose for herself, with an obsession bordering on paranoia/conspiracy-theorist.
Weisbord went through great pains to make it seem like Kamala's conversion was inauthentic. Why she would do this is beyond anyone, including Kamala Das' son (a non-Muslim), who said he didn't agree with the way his mother's conversion was portrayed.
Perhaps, then, it is no wonder Weisbord waited until Kamala's death to publish such a memoir of a "friendship" - when the other friend wasn't around any more to set things straight about her OWN life.
July 24, 2013
I wanted to read this book so I can know more about the elusive person called Kamala Das, because I Just could not get enough of her and because I really wanted to understand the story that was her life. I am not sure if the book brings you any closer to the truth or the person that is Kamala Das or simply keeps you hanging at bay, confounded and further mystified.
No offense to the author, she was covering a vast expanse of ocean called Kamala Das, who transcended all that can be quantified within the Indian understanding, norm and wisdom - But reading the book will expose you definitely to the powerful, surprisingly tender and vivid quality of her poems and writing, which is definitely not to be missed.. For that and that alone, I rate it at 4.
I realize that by focusing too much of her life, which was a mere circus show towards the end, I ought not to miss the rich, proud and intricate character of her writing and poems. After the book, she remains an enigma. Still.
No offense to the author, she was covering a vast expanse of ocean called Kamala Das, who transcended all that can be quantified within the Indian understanding, norm and wisdom - But reading the book will expose you definitely to the powerful, surprisingly tender and vivid quality of her poems and writing, which is definitely not to be missed.. For that and that alone, I rate it at 4.
I realize that by focusing too much of her life, which was a mere circus show towards the end, I ought not to miss the rich, proud and intricate character of her writing and poems. After the book, she remains an enigma. Still.
July 10, 2013
I read this for an upcoming "meet the author" evening. Not something I would have picked up on my own but found it very interesting and well written. Looking forward to meeting Merrily, a Montreal writer and the book discussion.
November 3, 2014
Interesting book. Very bold and revealing.
October 1, 2024
Very helpful for diss research 🙏 bit of a cheesy take on the *huge* chasm between the west and the east ooohhh ahhhg but liked authors use of Das’ own words/poetry into the biography
May 11, 2019
As an author Weisbord do justice to her writing and her subject. She threw herself into the life of kerala’s own ‘Madhavikutty’.
... as a whiff of fragrance from the Neermathalam (also known as Garlic Pear tree). she became Kamala das’s amanuensis and confidante.
Weisbord once said in an interview "I thought we were going to see each other's world through each other's eyes,". "What I didn't realize is that I would end up seeing my own world through her eyes - and she would end up seeing her whole world through my eyes as well. That was a revelation, and a good one."
Kamaladas was truly a love seeker, but fate landed her in a love less marriage. She was thirsty for love till the end. She was loved and abandoned again towards the end of her life. All these were heretical to the orthodox society that she found herself in.
The irony is that towards the end of her life, she fell in bad company and surrounded by death threats and guards who were radical Islamic followers, as well as a new crowd of sycophants trying to stage-manage her new identity as Kamala Suraiyya. For them she was a prized possession from another faith nothing else. Radical Hindu's, for whom she became an outcast…She done all this for love.
It will be suicidal to believe that the author could have written the following lines if she has her faith changed early in her life.
In her poem The Looking Glass she wrote
“ Gift him all,
Gift him what makes you woman, the scent of
Long hair, the musk of sweat between the breasts,
The warm shock of menstrual blood, and all your
endless female hungers.”
Journalist Leela Menon, one of her close friends. stated that ..Kamala always regretted the moment of her transition to Kamala Suraiyya. After the transition she was afraid to utter the salutations for ‘lord Krishna’, who’s tales and stories have fired her imagination and love to that moment.
I personally believe that if she was born in some western country, she would have better off as a strong independent women. But then we don’t know, we will enjoy those wonderful lines that she wrote..
As they say..god works in different ways.
One of the authors put it very eloquently ‘It proves that none of us fit under one label or one identity, but are complex and contradictory and simply stuck with the messiness of our lives”.
In her 'my story' she wrote "I hope you will be able to see my homeless, orphan, intensely beautiful soul, deep within the bone, deep down under, beneath even the marrow, in a fourth dimension'
Kamala once said --"I speak three languages, write in two, dream in one," Kamala still lingers in the dreams of many who adore her as a soul who searched for love, poetry, intimacy and divinity. We all are gifted by her visit to this world..Never Born, Never Died Only visited this Planet Earth ..
Once kamala's son Madhav Das wrote ' Kamala lived her life as depicted in Frank Sinatra’s song 'I did it my way'. she owned her entire life her way, and those who loved her (including her husband and her sons) would not have had it otherwise'.
... as a whiff of fragrance from the Neermathalam (also known as Garlic Pear tree). she became Kamala das’s amanuensis and confidante.
Weisbord once said in an interview "I thought we were going to see each other's world through each other's eyes,". "What I didn't realize is that I would end up seeing my own world through her eyes - and she would end up seeing her whole world through my eyes as well. That was a revelation, and a good one."
Kamaladas was truly a love seeker, but fate landed her in a love less marriage. She was thirsty for love till the end. She was loved and abandoned again towards the end of her life. All these were heretical to the orthodox society that she found herself in.
The irony is that towards the end of her life, she fell in bad company and surrounded by death threats and guards who were radical Islamic followers, as well as a new crowd of sycophants trying to stage-manage her new identity as Kamala Suraiyya. For them she was a prized possession from another faith nothing else. Radical Hindu's, for whom she became an outcast…She done all this for love.
It will be suicidal to believe that the author could have written the following lines if she has her faith changed early in her life.
In her poem The Looking Glass she wrote
“ Gift him all,
Gift him what makes you woman, the scent of
Long hair, the musk of sweat between the breasts,
The warm shock of menstrual blood, and all your
endless female hungers.”
Journalist Leela Menon, one of her close friends. stated that ..Kamala always regretted the moment of her transition to Kamala Suraiyya. After the transition she was afraid to utter the salutations for ‘lord Krishna’, who’s tales and stories have fired her imagination and love to that moment.
I personally believe that if she was born in some western country, she would have better off as a strong independent women. But then we don’t know, we will enjoy those wonderful lines that she wrote..
As they say..god works in different ways.
One of the authors put it very eloquently ‘It proves that none of us fit under one label or one identity, but are complex and contradictory and simply stuck with the messiness of our lives”.
In her 'my story' she wrote "I hope you will be able to see my homeless, orphan, intensely beautiful soul, deep within the bone, deep down under, beneath even the marrow, in a fourth dimension'
Kamala once said --"I speak three languages, write in two, dream in one," Kamala still lingers in the dreams of many who adore her as a soul who searched for love, poetry, intimacy and divinity. We all are gifted by her visit to this world..Never Born, Never Died Only visited this Planet Earth ..
Once kamala's son Madhav Das wrote ' Kamala lived her life as depicted in Frank Sinatra’s song 'I did it my way'. she owned her entire life her way, and those who loved her (including her husband and her sons) would not have had it otherwise'.
March 25, 2012
Merrily Weisbord, a Canadian writer, became fascinated with the life and personality of Kamala Das, a South Indian poet from Kerala, after reading her autobiography and some of her poetry. Weisbord writes: "I was intensely drawn to her as are millions of others, to her vulnerable longing to love,
. . . to her great, wild hunger (for life), . . . to see the poet whose sensual love poems stirred the heart of modern India." She developed a friendship (rather a one sided one in my opinion, with Merrily giving and Kamala receiving) over a period of fourteen years, when she visited Kerala and persuaded Kamala to come to Canada. Merrily's initial hope of they're writing a book together never materialized. Instead, she wrote about the extraordinary person that was Kamala Das. (In the process, I felt I became acquainted with the sincere and caring nature of Merrily Weisbord.)
I enjoyed reading about Kamala, whose name I had never heard before reading this book. She was larger than life: finding sexual fulfillment for the first time in her sixties, converting from Hinduism to Islam and then reverting to her own brand of religion (which displeased the followers of both faiths!), writing beautiful poetry, charming all she met with her wit and humor. What I, personally, admired about Kamala was her determination to make the most out of life and not to be destroyed by the hardships she often had to endure. Her resilience was amazing.
Part of my enjoyment of the book was due to its setting in Kerala, a part of India that I have visited and loved, and which I enjoyed revisiting through Merrily's writing.
This is a worthwhile read if you're interested in poetry, or India, or just learning about an amazing woman.
. . . to her great, wild hunger (for life), . . . to see the poet whose sensual love poems stirred the heart of modern India." She developed a friendship (rather a one sided one in my opinion, with Merrily giving and Kamala receiving) over a period of fourteen years, when she visited Kerala and persuaded Kamala to come to Canada. Merrily's initial hope of they're writing a book together never materialized. Instead, she wrote about the extraordinary person that was Kamala Das. (In the process, I felt I became acquainted with the sincere and caring nature of Merrily Weisbord.)
I enjoyed reading about Kamala, whose name I had never heard before reading this book. She was larger than life: finding sexual fulfillment for the first time in her sixties, converting from Hinduism to Islam and then reverting to her own brand of religion (which displeased the followers of both faiths!), writing beautiful poetry, charming all she met with her wit and humor. What I, personally, admired about Kamala was her determination to make the most out of life and not to be destroyed by the hardships she often had to endure. Her resilience was amazing.
Part of my enjoyment of the book was due to its setting in Kerala, a part of India that I have visited and loved, and which I enjoyed revisiting through Merrily's writing.
This is a worthwhile read if you're interested in poetry, or India, or just learning about an amazing woman.
May 29, 2011
Ms Weisbord has based the book on her decade-long friendship with Kamala Das and in a chronological narration that travels through pain, desire, hope and despair, has documented a riveting decade in the life of one of the greatest poets of India.
Highly recommend this book. A most enjoyable read.
Highly recommend this book. A most enjoyable read.
August 24, 2011
Amazing woman. Sublime lyricism of her poetry.
June 5, 2013
THOSE WHO LOVE MADHAVIKUTTY AND WHO WANTS TO KNOW HER CLOSELY MUST READ THIS BOOK... AND OFCOURSE MERRILY DOES IT EXCEPTIONALLY WELL
December 19, 2024
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All the vicissitudes of her life, different in her own style, be it joy, sorrow, hopes, disappointments, right and wrong, are a lesson to those who seek to know womanhood. There is no other writer who has been so celebrated both during her life and after her death. Madhavi Kutty is a woman who realized that her decision was wrong at one point and got stuck and crushed in a desperate attempt to walk back on the path. She could have done that. You will also see a sadhu😔 woman who has been abandoned in the most despondent way in a crowd she was not familiar with.
I always wished that,if she had succeeded in her attempt to return to herself,her birthdays would have been brighter.
“Ente Katha” is just a selling story.You can relate her more in “THE LOVE QUEEN of MALABAR” by #Merrilyweisbord.
Pages:376
Price:Rs315
All the vicissitudes of her life, different in her own style, be it joy, sorrow, hopes, disappointments, right and wrong, are a lesson to those who seek to know womanhood. There is no other writer who has been so celebrated both during her life and after her death. Madhavi Kutty is a woman who realized that her decision was wrong at one point and got stuck and crushed in a desperate attempt to walk back on the path. She could have done that. You will also see a sadhu😔 woman who has been abandoned in the most despondent way in a crowd she was not familiar with.
I always wished that,if she had succeeded in her attempt to return to herself,her birthdays would have been brighter.
“Ente Katha” is just a selling story.You can relate her more in “THE LOVE QUEEN of MALABAR” by #Merrilyweisbord.
Pages:376
Price:Rs315
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December 6, 2025ചെറിലി വെയ്സ് ബോഡ് എന്ന കാനഡക്കാരി മലയാളത്തിലെ പ്രിയ എഴുത്തുകാരി മാധവിക്കുട്ടിയെക്കുറിച്ചെഴുതിയ പുസ്തകത്തിൻ്റെ മലയാള പരിഭാഷയാണ് പ്രണയത്തിൻ്റെ രാജകുമാരി. 1995 മുതൽ 2004 വരെ എറണാകുളത്തും കാനഡയിലുമായി മെറിലി കമലാദാസുമായി നടത്തിയ തുറന്ന സംഭാഷണങ്ങളുടെ പുസ്തകമാണിത്. ഈ പുസ്തകത്തിലൂടെ അനാവൃതമാകുന്ന മാധവിക്കുട്ടി -കമലാദാസ് - കമല സുരയ്യ യുടെ തുറന്ന ജീവിതം ഏറെ ചർച്ച ചെയ്യപ്പെട്ടതാണ്. മെറിലി ഊന്നൽ കൊടുക്കുന്നത് കമലാദാസിൻ്റ രതി ജീവിതത്തിനാണ്. കമലാദാസ് തൻ്റെ രതിചിന്തകൾ അവയുടെ കാൽപനിക ഭാവങ്ങളോടെ തുറന്നു പറയുന്നു. കൗമാരകാലത്തുതന്നെ വിവാഹിതയായി ഒരു മദ്ധ്യവയസ്കനോടൊത്തുള്ള അടിമ ജീവിതം. പിന്നീട് നീണ്ട വർഷങ്ങളായുള്ള ബ്രഹ്മചര്യം. അറുപത്തഞ്ചു വയസ്സുള്ളപ്പോൾ ജീവിതത്തിലേക്ക് കടന്നുവന്ന സാദിഖലിയോടുള്ള ആവേശകരമായ പ്രണയവും തുടർന്നു നടന്ന മതം മാറ്റവും എല്ലാം ഈ പുസ്തകത്തിൽ മറയില്ലാതെ കടന്നു വരുന്നു. എം.ജി സുരേഷ് വിവർത്തനം ചെയ്ത് ഗ്രീൻ ബുക്സ് പ്രസിദ്ധീകരിച്ച ഈ പുസ്തകം കമലാദാസിൻ്റെ ജീവിതം പോലെ തന്നെ ഏറെ വിവാദമായതാണ്.
October 9, 2023
കമലദാസ് പറയുന്നു: ”ആത്മീയതയിലേക്കു സഞ്ചരിക്കാനുള്ള ഒരു കടത്തുവഞ്ചിയായി ശരീരം മാത്രമേ നമുക്കുള്ളൂ. ആത്മാവിനെ നാം തളച്ചിടുന്നത് ഈ ശരീരത്തിലാണ്.” ജീവിതത്തെ സ്നേഹിച്ച് ആഘോഷമാക്കിയ ഈ എഴുത്തുകാരി ലോക സാഹിത്യത്തില്ത്തന്നെ അപൂര്വ്വമാണ്.
”പ്രണയത്തിന്റെ രാജകുമാരി”, നമ്മളിന്നവരെ അറിയാത്ത ഒരു കമലയെ വെളിപ്പെടുത്തുന്നു.
സ്ത്രൈണത, പ്രണയം , രതി.. കമലദാസുമായി പങ്കിട്ട സൗഹൃദത്തേക്കുറിച്ചു Merrily Weisbord തുറന്നെഴുതുന്നു..
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Book- പ്രണയത്തിന്റെ രാജകുമാരി
The Love Queen of Malabar
Writer- By Merrily Weisbord
”പ്രണയത്തിന്റെ രാജകുമാരി”, നമ്മളിന്നവരെ അറിയാത്ത ഒരു കമലയെ വെളിപ്പെടുത്തുന്നു.
സ്ത്രൈണത, പ്രണയം , രതി.. കമലദാസുമായി പങ്കിട്ട സൗഹൃദത്തേക്കുറിച്ചു Merrily Weisbord തുറന്നെഴുതുന്നു..
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Book- പ്രണയത്തിന്റെ രാജകുമാരി
The Love Queen of Malabar
Writer- By Merrily Weisbord
July 17, 2019
A kamala das fan may not be able to digest this biographical book which was initially supposed to be written by both the authors. In this book, we can see kamala, out of the aura, an ordinary mother, wife who fiercely try to protect her gay, abusive husband and love her children to the most. A woman who contradicts herself , living mostly in an imaginary world of love.... Yes, authors are crazy and readers shouldn't confuse between the stories they write from whom they really are.
September 18, 2021
Loved it. Gives more idea about the author Kamala Das and her life.
June 11, 2016
Available on www.greenbooksindia.com
September 15, 2019
Great one to read
It was indeed a great book to know more about madhavi kutty.. The magic in her writing always attracts me. I have read most of all her books.
It was indeed a great book to know more about madhavi kutty.. The magic in her writing always attracts me. I have read most of all her books.
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