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I Do My Bit
Author(s): SHIVARAM KARANTH and D.V. Potdar
Source: Indian Literature, Vol. 34, No. 3 (143) (May-June, 1991), pp. 50-68
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Karanth
K.Shivaram
Akademi
Fellow
Sahitya
I Do My Bit
karanth
shivaram
wish
'My
beautiful
is
to make
before
the world
I depart
from
a little more
it.' Preface.
There
TVTO apology is needed for writing this autobiography.
*
*- is a dearth of such works in Kannada.
this
book
However,
is incomplete in a double senseit records events up to the time
ten
to
incarnations
more
in
nature!
achieve
they
his
being
but
goals;
my
goals
nationalism,
were
swadeshi,
failures
keep
a person
active.
I wish
to present
here
series
of
My
mother
Laxmi
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was generously used. My other boyhood memories are swimming
in the pond called Varunateertha along with buffaloes (!), fairs
and car festivals attended, serpent dances performed by a village
priest, grazing cows and attending to minor agricultural opera
tions.
stories
macabre
Some
current,
and
certain
scenes
from
the
Yakshagana
gave us a taste of the fantastic. Occasionally, British
'white
Gods' visited our village and were welcomed
the
Officers,
and treated in a lavish manner.
In 1912, at the age of ten, I joined the High School at
Boarding and lodging arrangements were made for
Kundapura.
me and my brothers.
During those days 'Books for Bairns'
were my favourite reading. The teachers and other persons who
created
whom
made
not
I was
fun
but
Headmaster,
for
love
of;
a very
a bookworm
Kannada
B.
great
teacher.
and
the
literature;
and
Raghunath
just
managed
Rao,
to pass
shy
a
Puranik,
very
the
strict
s.s.l.c.
at Mangalore.
Stu
formed groups and
sportsmen were popular. I got a list of books from my professor
and started frequenting the library. After completing Kipling's
Light That Failed, I did not want to continue with the list. I
decided to read books either on India, or by Indian writers and
the
devoured
works
of Tagore.
The
death
of Lokamanya
Tilak
1991
1 Do My Bit / 53
brother K.R.
gogues
was
stunned
one
by
such
person's
foul
language.
of the poor
because
cloth.
Mere
khadi. Spies
seditious
I accompanied
Prayag,
the
pandas,
the
crowd
and
the
dirt.
and
became
marriage
aware
ceremonies,
of
extreme
dances
poverty
by prostitutes
of the
were
people.
. . .
arranged.
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to our soil which Ayurveda vouchsafes.
Right from birth, the sex instinct manifests itself in gestures
and other bodily movements.
makes it flare up.
Suppression
Govinda Pai.
While
self and sometimes poems by Manjeshwar
I
for
had
bitter
some
time,
experiences. So,
enlisting subscribers,
When we started republishing it,
I stopped its publication.
M. Acharya sent articles on anarchism from Germany, Siddana
valli Krishna Sharma contributed a series on Economics,
Agnes
Smedley wrote from China. I wrote on sculpture and art. One
was published in the American
of my articles on Yakshagana
Asia magazine and some others in The Illustrated Weekly. At
times, the payment was handsome, but not in all cases. I found,
even well-known writers indulged in plagiarism. Indian journalism
flourishes, though few contributors have depth and many editors
are ready to exploit them.
During my visits to Bombay, I had seen Marathi plays acted.
I translated Gadkari's Ekacha Pyala into Kannada from Marathi
often talked of social
Garud Sadashivrao
and had it staged.
reform
through
plays.
I took
over
a drama
company
which
was
May-June 1991
I Do My Bit / 55
to give up. I wrote some plays for Halageri Jattappa's
company, but found difficulty while rehearsing them; the pro
had
of the
nunciation
actors
was
so
horrible!
Jattappa
suggested
that
in beautiful
surroundings.
for
architecture and sculpture made me tour North
My .love
The sculptures in Halebid and Belur depict
and South India.
and gestures. However, as time passed
movements
elegant body
our
I feel
sculpture, painting and music lost their vigour, because
the artists were bent upon showing their extraordinary skill. The
grandeur of our sculpture and architecture can be seen at
in the monolithic temples and bas-reliefs. I saw
Mahabalipuram,
at the Calcutta
a five-foot sandstone image of the Sun-God
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56 / Indian Literature
museum.
Bijapur and the Taj Mahal of Agra are fine samples of Indo
The Gumbuz is an engineering marvel.
Sarcenic architecture.
The Taj Mahal has finesse, but lacks balance necessary for good
If we
architecture.
want
to see
the
charm
of Hindu
we
palaces,
must go to Rajputana.
My own district, South Kanara, is noted for natural beauty
The bronze dwara-palalcas at
and Shaiva and Jaina temples.
at Kollur and the statue of
Basrur, the image of Mookambika
Bahubali
writings
at Karkala
of
E.B.
Havell
and
Ananda
Having read
the
I had
Coomaraswamy,
I saw a
Well's
play of Shakespeare
ballet in London.
at Stratford-on-Avon,
What impressed me
new
ones
like
of the London
University.
The religious faith of the people of my village bordered on
I had given up my daily rituals during my High
fanaticism.
School days. Later on, I developed a love for Gita and believed
May-June 1991
I Do My Bit I 57
in its injunction, 'Thy business is with action only, never with its
fruits.' During the thirties I met a real saint in the person of
Sadhu Vaswani.
During contemplation, I began to realise that
the qualities we attribute to God, are the ones we see in life.
Man creates God in his own image. A God without adjective is
What matters to me is life in this world
and therefore, struggling for individual
salvation looks too
difficult to visualise.
selfish.
lantern
slides,
I did
the
necessary
propaganda.
For
such
work,
meets
were
held
at various
parts
of Puttur
Taluk.
songs or their own poems. They painted pictures etc. Full scope
was given to them to exhibit their talents. For the teachers, who
gathered, experts delivered lectures on various subjects. These
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to organise an education week at Mangalore.
It was a success.
I set up a Kindergarten School in 1935, and tried to teach by
the play-method.
The school strength was too poor, because it
was a private school.
For more than a decade, we organised the Dasara festival in
a novel
manner
at Puttur.
atrical
Lectures
and
eminent
by
scholars,
the
were
entertainment
experiments
programmes
arranged. However, when some dissenting voices began to be
heard among the organisers,
I, who used to programme the
whole show, withdrew from the scene.
Ballard had advocated
the method of using the sentence as
a unit, while teaching a language. Keeping this in mind, I wrote
some textbooks. But, when I learnt that to get them prescribed,
I had to kowtow the officers, I kept back. A workshop about
education, sponsored by the unesco, was conducted at
of Mysore district. An international team of experts
Yelawal
was to prepare textbooks using suitable reading material. I wrote
some books in Kannada
using minimum number of simple
In 1964, I presided over a symposium and directed a
words.
adult
the
teacher
or the
student,
who
wants
to read
and
gain
on
In the effort, I
subjects like religion, politics and economics.
decided to write the whole thing myself. I corresponded
with
zoos
museums,
and
research
centres
in
various
parts
of the
world and
script
ready
and
took
it
to experts
to
get
it checked
and
I Do My Bit / 59
the
scheme.
When
the
volumes
came
comments
out,
were
not
1960 and 63,1 wrote four volumes on popular science with the
Due to the recommendation of the Karnatak
same intention.
the
Central
Government provided some financial
University,
the
first
two
I remember with gratitude, the
for
volumes.
help
eternal
cutting
spoken
prose
and
but
Yakshagana
using
dance
and
in ballet
music
form,
only.
All
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tion
so
was
that
deep
was
almost
unconscious.
Kailasam,
talas
and
too.
ragas
content
of the
But,
songs,
our
like
exponents
classical
care
little
for the
exponents.
was
cameraman,
to play
all
a female
rolled
up
role.
in one!
was
I used
an
actor,
a clockwork
director
and
camera
for
shooting.
Using the hills, forests and valleys of Puttur taluk
as background, I shot a silent film running into eight reels. Dur
ing that period, The Imperial Film Company of Bombay released
the first talkie, Alam Ara, and the future of silent films was over.
Moreover, in my film there were no Gods, or fighting and thrill.
A friend of mine toured South India with it, but in the end, I
could not even get back what little I had spent over it!
During my visit to Santiniketan, somewhere in 1933,1 saw
the paintings of Abanindra
Tagore and Gaganendra
Tagore.
Many have failed to appreciate them, and so also the works of
Cezanne,
Gaugin or Picasso. The statement. Art should please
all, sounds silly to me. Art appreciation requires proper training.
great.
He studied European
May-June 1991
art. In
/ Do My Bit I 6
my youth, I too was Ravi Varma's admirer. It took a few years
for me to realise that art was not an imitative work but one
of creative nature. Among the artists I know, I must mention
wife of M. Acharya,
who settled in
Nautchmann,
Magda
the
She
thirties.
was
fond
of
Bombay during
doing sketches
very
of animals and poor people. Later on, I came to know K.K.
Hebbar, who had such a mastery over colours and lines. But, I
find many painters care only for technique and paint only
pretty things.
In
one
of my
experimental
plays,
Mukta-dwara,
of
messages
tasies
present
group
like Ali
of young
boys.
As
dance
master,
my
gains
were
not
low
class
upper
people
classes
have
have
a number
shown
total
of folk-dances,
indifference
but
to
the
them.
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The thirtytwo
my characters and share their joys and sorrows.
Marali
in
of
were
written
as
Mannige
many days.
chapters
Mugida Yuddha, another novel gives the picture of a village
noted critic thought it to be highly
in
outlook
and
another
subjective
equally famous man called it
is
a
political novel depicting my reactions
objective! Gondaranya
to politics and politicians.
But, I do not at all believe a writer's
voice will change the world for the better. But being myself
school
novel, Mookajjiya
glimpses
sensory
of the historical
powers.
Some
readers
could
not
swallow
this,
even
of Sai Baba's
miracles!
much I was
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I lost in the
were indulging in rank communalism.
in
our
discover
much
district. I
but
I
could
elections,
rigging
filed a petition against it, but it was dismissed! I sent a detailed,
and washed my
authentic report to H.V.
Kamath, M.P.,
secularism
hands
thinking,
a farce.
becomes
democracy
cancer
malignant
of the
thymus
gland.
I still
remember
childhood
my
second
S.S.L.c.
and
and
daughter
p.u.c.
courses
Ullas,
my
second
son
completed
their
respectively.
an
honorary
with purses.
doctorate
on
The Karnatak
me
who
was
University
not
even
the convocation
or during
These honours
very
few
For out
have
would
of the many
read
my
books,
who attend
the
are
rest
not
such
mere
fans!
troupe staged its first performance
my Yakshagana
were
attended
at Bombay, they
by art critics and members of
foreign missions. Alkazi cJled its choreography brilliant. Two
When
swallow
without
murmur.
and
their
was
marriage
came
Stockholm,
Archives,
for
my
research
celebrated
at Amritsar
according
work
Puttur
on
and
me
presented
Yakshagana.
The
Dance
a bronze
same
work
I went to Delhi
May-June 1991
Do My Bit I 65
via
to their chairs
the whole
detailed.
plays,
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conducted tour of the country, we had lovely glimpses of ancient
Japan in places like Tokyo, Kyoto, Kanazava and Sapharo. On
our way back, we halted for a day at Bangkok where we could
see
some
old
temples,
and
sculptures
palaces.
leaders
were
more
concerned
with
themselves
than
with
the
country.
Chairmanship
of
enough
to frame
on
experts
the
a film
committee.
a unanimous
report
not
sure
of its
acceptance.
being
Rao,
young
the
land.
All
considered.
So,
to the
policy
were to be
submitted
for
then
after
aspects
There
a year
Congress
under
or
were
so,
we
Government,
from
Madras
and
her
t Do My Bit I 67
of Yakshagana
artistes in full dress made to stand on either side
of the path right from the gate of entry to the dais. But this
artistes hurt me. Art is greater than
display of Yakshagana
individual.
After four decades of stay, for me, Puttur had become a dull
after the departure of Molahalli Shivarao.
place, especially
Ramakrishna Aithal had built a house at Saligrama and wanted
I wanted
of my
but
house,
the
Government
wanted
to
Thanks
against
The Mysore
to be
tionary
member.
Ranganna
her.
and
set
up
that
the
work
committee.
the
would
I was
Prof.
Chairman,
be
over
Dic
made
in
three
S.V.
years.
Even after ever so many years, the work is yet to be finished, the
reason
being,
there
are
not
enough
experienced
men
who
can
do the work.
I was impressed by
proper! At a literary meet in Maharashtra,
the courtesy and regard shown to me by the organisers. At
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another time, when I visited Bombay, the Director of Music at
the AIR, Ramesh Nadkarni wanted me to address the members
of the Arts Circle, Bombay University. I did so, rather with
diffidence. The title of my talk was "Music,
Movements and
Later I learnt that the audience very much appre
Meaning".
ciated the talk. When, on another such demonstration, Dnyanesh
war Nadkarni,
wrote a few good words about my talk, I
it."
In my long life, I have come
friendship had cheered me: D.V.
aware
people
Dinakar
of
the
sincerity;
and
democracy
Desai,
of North
development
and
of
importance
who
B.G.L.
G.P.
Kanara;
Swamy,
Rajarathnam,
Professor
of
culture;
and economic
for his zeal
Botany
and
Ken
Newzealander,
Ray
by
name,
asked
me,
"What
from Huchchu
Akshara
manasina
Prakashana.
hat tu mukhagalu,
1950.
1984 edn.
May-June 1991