I'm a 90's kid, and I grew up watching Bangla movies that BTV broadcasted at 3.30 pm on Friday afternoons. We didn't have cables at first. So, BTV, and later, Ekushe were the only options for visual entertainment.
I can't help but wonder how much our society was getting brainwashed to become rapists and misogynists. Not for one or two years, but decades and decades.
How?
Every time there was a rape happening (almost graphically), it was always the hero's sister or mother getting raped. Never the heroine. Because a South Asian 'hero' should never accept a raped woman as his partner? Because heroine 'losing her honor' is not good enough to be a heroine anymore? Because 'proper' men just shouldn't be with a woman who 'isn't proper' anymore?
Whatever the reason is, those movies taught several generations of men and women that 'You may accept your sisters and mothers getting raped, but you must never accept it if your own woman isn't pure.'
This book is all about that.
It's the first fiction of Bengali literature. A contemporary one. In 2021, it is to be read as a historical. It was written in the 1800s. (Around that time, Bengali lit was all about writing big poems and epics in verses)
So, I was so much interested to read it right after I discovered its name around class 7 or 8 maybe (that's middle school). I didn't have access to the book before. But later, when I saw it with my teacher who was a student of literature at DU, I asked him to give me the book for a while.
The only good thing about this novel (Durgeshnondini) was, I finished it within a short time, and it had the proper craft of arousing emotions.
But the entire plot was damn annoying.
The hero leaves the heroine because he thought the villain king raped her; he blamed himself that he couldn't save her in time; now she has gone 'astray'. He left because he felt the heroine lost her treasure, in this case, her virginity. He even brooded about it for a while, things like getting drunk over it and trying to kill himself while she was still in the villain king's prison/ harem. He made no attempt to rescue her, of course, because he considered her dead, 'thinking' the king f***ed her already.
Way later, the hero thought he should avenge her. So, for revenge, he went to kill the king, but the king during his death told him that she is still 'pure'. Apparently, the villain king had more ethics and personality than the hero. He didn't want to touch her until she wanted to.
So suddenly, after knowing these, the hero wants her back! I mean, he really wants her back!!
I still remember, I just shut the book down for a while around that point. But I had to give the book back to my teacher because this novel was in his lit course that term. So, I finished it. The ending must have been forgettable because obviously, as I'm writing this review in 2021, I forgot what the ending was. I'm guessing she rejected him; if not, I really really hope she didn't commit suicide. Because in contemporary novels and film scripts written by South Asian men, the heroine/ the hero's sisters usually commit suicide after they get dishonored or abandoned by the men of their heart.
If you are interested to read this book, you are of course very much welcome. You have to understand the Bengali of 200 yo era. The author is still, after all, the first novelist of a language, and he is really a good one in that. He, I guess, tried to bring as many changes to the society, as it was possible around the 1800s when we were still colonized. But I have read better, more morally acceptable, Bengali novels written at that time. This book is one that I couldn't respect.