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Kiran D. Tare

21 August 2024 at 11:23:13 am

Bengal’s Ludwig Erhard

For decades, Swapan Dasgupta made a career of diagnosing India’s political ailments. As a columnist, editor, author and public intellectual, the erudite and scintillating Dasgupta dissected challenged orthodoxies and defended the intellectual traditions of the Indian Right. However, following his new appointment as the new Finance Minister of a West Bengal in economic doldrums, he perhaps faces the most demanding assignment of his career. His supporters however are confident that if there is...

Bengal’s Ludwig Erhard

For decades, Swapan Dasgupta made a career of diagnosing India’s political ailments. As a columnist, editor, author and public intellectual, the erudite and scintillating Dasgupta dissected challenged orthodoxies and defended the intellectual traditions of the Indian Right. However, following his new appointment as the new Finance Minister of a West Bengal in economic doldrums, he perhaps faces the most demanding assignment of his career. His supporters however are confident that if there is anyone most suited to sort out Bengal’s messy economy, it is Dasgupta. His appointment following the Bharatiya Janata Party’s ascent to power in Bengal after overthrowing Mamata Banerjee’s TMC regime is among the more intriguing political transitions in recent Indian political memory. India has seen journalists cross into politics before. M.J. Akbar moved from the newsroom to the Ministry of External Affairs. Arun Shourie, one of India’s most formidable investigative journalists, became a reform-minded minister in Atal Bihari Vajpayee’s government. Others, from Manish Sisodia to Priya Ranjan Dasmunsi and Chandan Mitra, have made similar journeys. Yet Dasgupta’s case is distinctive. Unlike many journalists-turned-politicians, he was never merely a ‘reporter.’ Whether in debate or through his prolific and trenchant writings, he has always been an intellectual combatant, a scholar of political ideas with a sweeping knowledge of world history by which he leavens those ideas. Dasgupta has always been one of the most articulate exponents of modern Indian conservatism. Educated at La Martiniere College in Kolkata, St Stephen’s College in Delhi and later the School of Oriental and African Studies in London, where he earned a doctorate, Dasgupta cultivated a reputation for formidable scholarship. His books, including Awakening Bharat Mata: The Political Beliefs of the Indian Right and The Ayodhya Reference, revealed an uncommon ability to place contemporary political disputes within a broader historical and ideological framework. For his supporters, he was among the few intellectuals capable of articulating conservative ideas in a language usually dominated by the Left. To critics, he was a sophisticated polemicist. Yet, even his opponents seldom questioned the breadth of his reading or the sharpness of his arguments. However, the challenge facing Dasgupta now is no longer intellectual but administrative. The Bengal he inherits bears little resemblance to the state that once led India in industry, commerce and scientific innovation. As he himself quipped in trademark fashion with a sharp historical analogy, the state’s economy resembled postwar Germany. The figures are sobering. West Bengal’s state debt has ballooned to around Rs. 8 lakh crore during the TMC regime. Thousands of companies have relocated or curtailed operations over the years amid a hostile investment climate. The new BJP government has inherited not merely a fiscal challenge but a crisis of confidence. “We are left with a near-bankrupt treasury,” Dasgupta said. Equally troubling, in his view, is the erosion of trust among investors and entrepreneurs. Bengal’s relationship with business has been uneasy to say the least. First the long night of the Left, followed by the TMC’s anti-business, appeasement brand of politics has ensured that the scars of industrial disputes and land controversies remain fresh. In this dire situation, reviving private investment will require convincing businesses that Bengal has changed. In this respect, Dasgupta’s strengths may prove unexpectedly useful. Throughout his career he displayed an ability to engage with ideas, institutions and stakeholders across ideological divides. His early moves hint at a broader vision. Rather than confining pre-budget consultations to Kolkata, Dasgupta shifted the Finance Department’s attention to Siliguri in a moved suffused with deliberate symbolism. North Bengal has long complained of neglect by governments centred on the state’s southern districts. By engaging tea producers, agricultural interests, tourism operators and local business groups, the newly-minted finance minister appears eager to demonstrate that economic revival will not just be a Kolkata-centric project. That said, debt servicing consumes a substantial portion of state revenues. Welfare commitments are politically difficult to unwind and infrastructure deficits remain significant. While public intellectuals excel at identifying problems, governing demands compromises and the acceptance of imperfect solutions. Still, Bengal’s new finance minister possesses as fine an appreciation of history than any Indian politician around. He knows that states decline not just because economic mistakes but because they lose faith in their future. Restoring that confidence may be the central task of his tenure. For years Swapan Dasgupta chronicled India’s political story from the sidelines. Now he finds himself at the centre of one of its most consequential state-level experiments. Whatever the outcome of his tenure, few would deny that Bengal’s finances have acquired perhaps their most learned custodian in decades.

Chekhov’s ‘Uncle Vanya’ come to Kolkata

Anton Chekov is one of the most universally recognized playwrights in world theatre. ‘Bhanu’ is the Bengali adaptation and contemporisation of the original play first staged in 1899, two years after the Russian playwright’s play was published. The first staging of the play was directed by none other than Konstantin Stanislavky noted for founding the internal and emotional involvement of actors in the characters they were cast in.


Many performances of ‘Uncle Vanya’ have been staged over the past in Broadway, West End, Sydney Theatre Company and other theatres. But this is the first time Uncle Vanya is performed in Bengali - globally, spatially, culturally, geographically and historically distanced from the original play. The play is directed by Suman Mukhopadhyay, and produced jointly by Mukhomukhi and Tritiyo Sutro. Bhanu, the main character the play is named after, is performed by none other than the one and only Debshankar Haldar.


Bhanu is the brother of the first dead wife of Niladri (Biswajit Chakraborty) and is responsible for the upkeep and maintenance of the rich forests and lands that originally belonged to his dead sister, on the proceeds of which Niladri and his beautiful young second wife Ela (Anandarupa Chakraborty) live off in comfort in the city. Niladri is an arrogant old man who identifies himself as an intellectual professor which, as the play roles on, reveals him to be a self-centred hypocrite. His very young wife Ela, is bored with her old husband but also wearies of the extra attention paid to her both by Bhola and the local doctor Atanu (Suman Mukhopadhyay) who knows that Niladri’s daughter Sukanya (Bidipta Chakraborty) is in love with him but he does not love her back.  Bhola,Sukanya and the caretaker’s lives take a somersault when Niladri comes with his attractive young wife and declares that he wants to sell off the estate and live off the proceeds of the sale.


Bhanu is a timeless, universal play, no less resonant in contemporary Kolkata than when Chekhov first conceived its emotional world. Local theatre groups have astutely reimagined it with a Bengali identity, infusing it with present-day relevance. Though fundamentally serious, the production is laced with intelligent humour and satire, largely channelled through the long-serving caretaker.


Its characters are bound by quiet failure, personal and professional. Niladri, a chronic pretender, masks mediocrity with self-delusion. In contrast, Bhanu, though equally unsuccessful, is disarmingly honest, dutifully managing and handing over the proceeds of his late sister’s property to Niladri. The latter’s abrupt arrival, intent on selling the estate, detonates the fragile equilibrium of Bhanu, Sukanya, and the caretaker.


Bhanu has lived a life of unquestioning service, despite Sukanya - the daughter of Niladri and Bhanu’s deceased sister - being the rightful heir. Sukanya herself drifts in inertia, having neither married nor forged a path of her own. Atanu, another failure, is emotionally vacant, offering her nothing.


Ela alone stands apart, her youth and beauty matched by candour and quiet discontent. Trapped in a mismatched marriage, she is acutely aware of being desired more for her looks than her worth. Her music and tentative attempts to connect with Sukanya are tinged with melancholy, as Sukanya’s jealousy and the gaze of men like Bhanu and Atanu complicate any fragile bond between them.


Every actor is outstanding, their performances reflecting their dedication and hard work. Bidipta as Sukanya is brilliant and so are the other actors headed by Debsankar Haldar and Suman Mukhopadhyay as Atul, the failed doctor who spurns Sukanya’s love. Their flexible body language, the changes in the throw of dialogue springing from the pain within, are incredibly real.


The music looms large over the production, drawing from Rabindranath Tagore and Salil Chowdhury’s gana sangeet to Atul Prosad Sen, and is deftly orchestrated and choreographed by Prabudha Banerjee.


“The music, basically a leitmotif using violin, flute and accordion bring out the idiosyncrasies of the characters in a complex network of their needs, lust, aspirations, pretensions and finally their verisimilitudes. While the tune has a haunting quality with the use of chromatic note combinations, the waltz rhythm lends it the desired satire. The music is minimalistic and deliberately underplayed to give space to the characters, all of who are searching for their own foothold in life,” says Banerjee. 


Director Suman Mukhopadhyay says his aim was to dissolve the distance between then and now, between Chekhov’s world and our own. “I remain profoundly grateful to Chekhov who understood, perhaps better than anyone, that the longing to be useful, to be loved, to wrest meaning from the brief span of our lives, is universal. Through his stories and his plays, he reminds us again and again that ‘life is given to us only once.’”


(The writer is a noted film scholar. Views personal.)

 


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