S Rajaratnam was perhaps your typical young person. Originally from Ceylon, grew up in Malaysia and privileged enough to be sent to King’s College, London.
Seeming to be on a “rudderless trajectory”, Raja did not finish law school and instead wanted to write. He not only became a journalist, but in the 1940s, was in the same anthology of works as Hemingway, Faulkner, Chekhov and Kafka. PLUS — he also worked with George Orwell at the BBC.
Borne of a high caste Jaffna Tamil family, Raja broke all the rules (and his mother’s heart) when he married Piroska, the Hungarian au pair he met in England.
Piroska was the love of his life, standing by him as Raja gave up his career to fight for a Singapore he believed in. Fiercely protective, Piroska “had grave reservations” about Lee Kuan Yew, the man who was hard-nosed pragmatist to Raja’s idealist. But this was to become the balance for the crucible of Singapore’s trial by fire.
Through biographer Irene Ng’s deft words, we are not only party to Raja and the PAP surviving by the skin of their teeth…we are also gradually introduced to Raja and his largesse, his love of words and a lifelong need to be surrounded by his 10,000 books.
I didn’t expect this, but I teared up by the time I reached the concluding chapter of Raja’s life.
(Review of both books in the series)