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Surreal Seduction

Hitchcock shares space with Eliot as imagination goes global
 
THE LOVE SONG OF ALFRED HITCHCOCK
By Maythil Radhakrishnan
Translated by V.C. Harris
Indialog; Price: 195; Pages: 140

Often the piquancy and exposure of the Malayali intellect force it to pun compulsively. As a language, Malayalam derives its panache from Sanskrit, and Brahminising the language gave it the necessary sophistry. For what is a pun but a mimicry that conjoins separate concepts into a single, sleight-of-word dazzle. The three novellas by Maythil Radhakrishnan, one of Kerala's foremost avant garde authors, seduce you with a single title, The Love Song of Alfred Hitchcock.

In a flash, the tense genius of T.S. Eliot grafts with the grim cleverness of Hitchcock's fatal percipience: novella and film constantly intertwist, sudden suspenses in black and white. The tragic, ephemeral Emily acquires the ivory texture of Ingrid Bergman's flawless profile. Is Nakulan really worried about her killing John Albert? Sir Walter Scott rides images as much as Bram Stoker, and Gopinath becomes the great storyteller of irony, a chakyar for Urvasi. Characters swivel and reappear as if in a harlequinade and Maythil Radhakrishnan's familiarity with global writing creates its own seamless mythology. Bites of storyline turn into bytes, the pages reveal themselves in the cathode glow of Radhakrishnan's unique imagination.

The other novellas, too, have that unique, slightly surreal touch. Ian Fleming intrudes into Hitchcock; an actor driving through Karnataka, thinking of Hamelin, is propelled towards a role in a bizarre film; Amber and the Boss caricature a reality that is solely in the author's power. And it is a power that the translator has captured without missing any wattage. It illuminates all shadows.

   AUTHORSPEAK: SHAUNA SINGH BALDWIN
Secret Agent

A Sufi Muslim secret agent? If such oxymorons are the stuff that incredible stories are made of, then Shauna Singh Baldwin is on the right track. It is the plot of her second novel The Tiger Claw (Knopf) which is nominated for the Giller's Prize, the Canadian award for fiction in English. Baldwin, who runs The Safe House, a popular, espionage-themed restaurant in Milwaukee, is not one to give intrigues a miss. So when Gaston Vandermeersche, former leader of the Dutch Underground, spiced things up one day with the tale of Noor Inayat Khan, "an Indian princess" in the Gestapo prison, Baldwin was hooked. After her debut novel What the Body Remembers, Baldwin went on the spy's route. The plot thickened.

Daughter of Shaikh Inayat Khan, an Indian Sufi, Noor had fled from Paris during the Nazi Occupation. Only to return as Madeline, the spy of Winston Churchill's Special Operations, to send radio messages from the occupied territory. There are many writings on the diva la resistance who was executed by the SS, and honoured by the British with the OBE. The unwritten thread in the tale, Baldwin discovered, was Noor's love affair with Armand, a Jewish pianist. Says Baldwin: "Through the novel I finally wrote my way to the possible explanations of Noor's search for her beloved in World War II France." Everything was there: a unique mix of regions and religions to add to the paciness of the Ludlumite thrillers.

Baldwin followed in Noor's footsteps through England, France and Germany. She visited apartments used by her as safe houses and the prison where she was kept in chains for 10 months. "I walked around Suresnes, the quaint, little town outside Paris, where Noor grew up, went to La Mosque where she must have prayed as a child." In India, she travelled to Noor's ancestral home in Vadodara, Gujarat. Baldwin, an Indo-Canadian Sikh with a Green Card, could relate to Noor: "Home is a place with no fixed address. Like Noor, I accept that better than monocultural people do."

So will the Giller's be Baldwin's? "I am just thrilled to be nominated with writers like Alice Munroe, Paul Quarrington and Pauline Holdstock," says the 42-year-old. Between promotional tours and a game of ice hockey, the next novel is also being written. And it is about... ? "That is top secret." Suspense thriller, did you say?

-By Nitish S. Rele

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