The Story Behind Cantilevered Tales
Why Jayant Kripalani wrote this book?
Why did I start writing this set
of short stories that became one long story? I don’t really know.
I was on
way my back from somewhere by train and at Howrah Station a group of taxi
drivers tried to extort a higher fare from me.
This was before the time of pre paid taxi booths. Rather than shell out five times the fare I
thought I’d take a bus. It was peak hour in the morning and though I did get a
seat since the bus started from there, I hadn’t calculated the length of time
I’d be sitting in the bus on the bridge. Forty five minutes of inching along
later I heard a voice behind me say, “AitakiHaora Bridge na Laora Bridge?”
I knew
exactly what he meant.
I knew
then that I had the beginning of a story.
“Where
are you getting off?” I turned around and asked.
“High
Court,” he replied.
By now
we had reached the East end of the bridge. It still looked like we’d be on the
bus for another 45 minutes.
“Walk?”
I asked him.
“Let’s,”
he said.
And that
as they say was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
His name
was Khokon. He lived in Santragachhi. And because of that immortal first line,
I called the protagonist of my story Khokon. In the book though, the line
belongs to his colleague Ashutosh.
Some
time later, I overheard a group of people talking about saving a water body
from some unscrupulous builder. ArunLal the cricket player might have been a
part of the group but I’m not sure. I
started keeping tabs on them. Not because I was interested in saving the
environment or even that small little lake.
I
am not a crusader. I
hate getting involved with issues.
But
if you live in Calcutta, even for a short while, trust me, you’ll get involved.
More
power to the builder I thought after I first saw the lake if you can call
brackish acres of sludge a lake.
What did
interest me were the disparate lot of people, and some desperate ones among
them, who were determined they were going to save a stagnant water body from
becoming an office complex.Frankly in my opinion that lake had outlived its
usefulness to be anything at all.
I
didn’t give a damn what happened to the lake.
But over
a period of time I did start worrying about the people. And of course fell
hopelessly in love with them. Their wellbeing and their good health became a
matter of great concern to me especially since I saw the array of ‘villains’
lined up against them.
So
rather than concentrate on Builder v Helpless Citizen – enough stories had been
written about them, I concentrated on their stories and their histories.
This is
their story or should I say these are their stories. Some of the people are real; some of the
people who come to their assistance are thinly disguised caricatures of people
I admire; some are just people I met on buses and trams in my journeys across
the bridge who wormed their way into the book.
And that
is how this book got wrote.
Book Blurb
CANTILEVERED
TALES IS
A STORY ABOUT PEOPLE, THEIR QUIRKS AND WHY THEY BECOME WHO THEY BECOME. AND
LOTS OF LAUGHTER!
I
overheard a group of people talking about saving a water body from some
unscrupulous builder and started keeping tabs on them. Not because I was
interested in saving the environment or even that small little lake. What did
interest me were the disparate lot of people, and some desperate ones among
them, who were determined that they were going to save a stagnant water body,
which in my opinion had outlived its usefulness as anything at all, from
becoming an office complex.
This is
NOT a Builder v Helpless citizen epic. In fact that is the least
important part of the book. This is about a group of inept people who you want
to reach out and protect but you discover are more than capable of taking care
of not just themselves, but of you too.
Author Bio
Jayant Kripalani is an Indian
film, television and stage actor, writer and director. Known for his work in TV
series like Khandaan, Mr Ya Mrs and Ji Mantriji, he graduated
from Jadavpur University with a
degree in English Literature.
He has played character roles in
movies like Heat
and Dust,
Rockford,
Jaane Tu. . .Ya Jaane Na, 3 Idiots and, most recently, Hawaizaade and The Hunger. He has directed and produced a
number of films and is actively involved with theatre. He wrote the screenplay for Shyam
Benegal’s film Well
Done Abba.
He is the author of the heartwarming and nostalgic New Market Tales, set in the historic New Market
area of Kolkata in the 1960s and 1970s.
His recent foray into writing performance poetry has brought him acclaim in
poetic circles around the country. When he is not in Calcutta, he is either
fishing in Himachal, pfaffing in Bombay or being a beach bum in Goa.
