This is a shocking novel dealing with the plight of widows in Brahmin culture, exemplified by the child Chuyia who is married to a middle-aged widower at the age of six, becomes a widow at eight and is then dumped into a dilapidated ashram to spend the rest of her life in poverty, misery and perpetual mourning for the husband she never knew.
Due to bad Karma accumulated during a previous sinful life a widow is responsible for the death of her husband and can only atone for this by being disowned by her family and in-laws, shaving her head, living at near-starvation level, wrapping herself in a piece of (unstitched, of course !) white cloth, wearing no ornaments, sleeping on the floor, begging, ceasing to exist as a person, not even thinking of remarriage, regretting her continued existence and remaining celibate (which doesn’t stop the head-widow in the ashram from forcing the prettier widows into prostitution). The saddest thing is that there seems to be no female solidarity in that society whatsoever, not even among the widows themselves.
The child Chuyia enters the ashram without any preconceived notions and her innocent questions reveal the absurdity of the tradition, as when she asks : “Where is the house for the men widows ?” and the women are aghast at the thought that a fate as horrible as theirs should befall a man.
Widowers, of course, are in no way responsible for the death of their wives, and old men may happily marry young children, as the holy texts say that Brahmins can sleep with whomever they want (including sinful, inauspicious and polluted widows) and the women they sleep with are blessed. Didn’t Krishna marry 8.000 women and take up with any of the milkmaids that took his fleeting fancy ?
Unfortunately, Bapsi Sidhwa’s writing is not up to her usual standard, maybe because she wrote the novel based on a film or maybe because of deadline pressure.
The love story between Kalyani and Narayan is contrived and melodramatic.