Tendulkar's plays mark a convinced exodus from the previous Marathi theatre. He presents the characters and lives as found in real life situations. Life is projected in all its ugliness and crudity. He is interested in showing disharmony rather than harmony. The hostile circumstances in life leave some of them bellicose and vicious. But the condition of many is destitute and pitiable. Most of them are animals camouflaged in human form. Hence his plays have come to be called ‘Tendulkar's human zoo’.
Subsequently, violence plays a very noteworthy place in the plays of Tendulkar in presenting the encounter between the individuals and the society which are both defective. Tendulkar feels that violence is part of the human psyche and it cannot be eschewed. For without violence, he feels, that man will be nothing but mere vegetable.
Like all his other plays, violence plays a significant part of this play as well. There is physical violence as well as psychological besides verbal violence in the play.
When Arun pays his first visit to Jyoti's house even as he is talking with Jyoti, be twists the hands of Jyoti without any understandable motive, indicating the instinctive mannerism of violence in him.
Violence is the part and parcel of the commonplace life in the section of the society Arun belongs to. It is a routine matter with Dalit men as well as women. Whether it is defensible or not, it is at least see-through for he tells Seva, his mother-in-law:
What am I but the son of Scavengers. We don't know the non-violent ways of Brahmins like you. We drink and beat our wives... We make love to them... but the beating is what gets publicized... (Act II, Sc. 1, P. 44)
Arun is so irritated with the world that he wants to set it on fire, to strangle people, to rape, to kill them, and drink their blood. It is his restiveness that renders him violent. He considers the high caste people beasts for treating the Dalits cold-heartedly. So, his cruel conduct to Jyoti may also be seen as a reprisal sought by a Dalit on the upper caste people for the depression and misery, they have imposed on the browbeaten for centuries in the caste-ridden Indian society.
The violence projected in the play has three dimensions, a way of overcoming his inferiority complex. Kanyadaan is not about domestic violence. It is about profounder, manifold, and sometimes imperceptible layers of violence that is an integral part of civilised society.
It is the peg to hang all the other violence from the parents' emotional and psychological violence inflicted on their unsuspecting children; the history of violence of the upper castes against the Dalits; the violence structured into the psyche of an educated young Dalit who thinks that casteism is the sole cause of his life without self-esteem; and the violence that sustains within a Dalit family, seen in Arun's livid outbursts to his parents about his childhood.
The play, though based on actual life, appears to be Tendulkar's comment on Indian society, particularly on the conflict between the upper-and lover-class people.
Therefore, irrespective of whether he is right or wrong, Arun Athavale may be seen as the spokesperson of the angry young generation among the Dalits of post-1970 India.
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