Book Title: Saffron-Picking, Khadi-Weaving
Authors: Sheela Preuitt, Praba Ram
Illustrator: Lavanya Karthik
Publisher: Mango Books
Authors: Sheela Preuitt, Praba Ram
Illustrator: Lavanya Karthik
Publisher: Mango Books
A couple of months
back, we were reading about various pastoral tribes of India as part of social
sciences curriculum of ninth standard. While locating them on the map, somehow
the heterogeneity, diversity and vibrancy of our homeland had me enraptured yet
again. The text in the book could not appease my curiosity so we read and
researched some more, in fact a lot more and checked their unique nomadic
lifestyles, their labour intensive art forms and much more. The common thread
that became very apparent after having read about different tribes is how
closely blended they are with nature, how respectful they are to the invaluable
gift that is being laundered mindlessly by the 'developed societies', how so
caringly they co-exist with their ecosystem and how they manage their annual
routines in rhythm with changing guards in nature.
It is interesting to
read about Meghwals of Mewar, Rajasthan who migrated to Sindh in Pakistan in
the 17th century, and then on to Kutch in 1971 after the Indo -Pak war. They
forged a partnership with nomadic pastoralists Maldharis of Kachch. When a Maldhari cattle dies, adept hands of
Meghwals convert the raw hide into a piece of utility or of art in leather.
Meghwals also brought with them their exquisite embroidery styles and stitches,
which still bear some resemblance to the embroidery done in Afghanistan. So
what we see as a Meghwali (a form of Kachchi) embroidery is actually a
beautiful amalgamation of northern and eastern styles of magic with needle.
Monpas, the only
nomadic tribe in Northeast of India are known for their wood carving, carpet
making and weaving. They are completely dependent on animals like sheep, cow,
yak, goats and horses and usually do not have any permanent settlement or
attachment to a particular place. The 6th Dalai Lama was a Monpa by ethnicity.
Banjaras, Kurubas,
Kurumas, Gaddis and Gollas are some other pastoral tribes with riveting past
and present.
Even divinity helps
a seeker in many strange ways, and I actually experienced it once again when I
was sent the book 'Saffron Picking, Khadi-Weaving' to review on ST. Oh, what a
treat it was for me, especially at the time when my mind was almost invariably
wandering with the nomads of different regions. This little book is a befitting
tribute to eight communities across India. The journey begins from a household
of saffron-growers in Pampore region of Kashmir. All members of the family
pitch in at every stage of the lifecycle of these bright-hued strands to roll
out the world famous condiment. The next stop is Rann of Kutch where Agariyas,
the migrant salt makers work untiringly for two quarters of a year under
extremely trying circumstances. From the white expanse of salt desert, the
readers are led again to colourful world of Moosahar tribe, engaged in Sikki
basket making. From cutting of the sikki grass, drying it, dyeing it into
myriad colours to weaving and coiling the grass - every step demands loving
hands, committed heart and patient mind.
Leaving a grandma passing on her sikki handling skills to her grandson,
the narrative takes us towards the Eastern Ghats, somewhere in Odisha, where we
meet a group of women setting off to collect Sal leaves for plate making. They
dedicate the following day to drying them, stitching them and pressing them to
make them ready for the market.
By this time, I had
my laptop open along with the book and as I read about each community, I sifted
the net for more images and more details.
Furthr, the
following pages open a small window into the worlds of Kumars and Hiras
(traditional potters) of Assam, Changpa (pashmina wool traders) of Ladakh,
indigo growers of Bagru-Rajasthan and khadi-weavers of Ponduru, Andhra Pradesh.
Lavanya's
illustrations perfectly accentuate the earthiness of the narrative. Her strokes
and choice of colours add depths to the stories picked up from different
regions of the country. Lavanya, wrinkles on the face of that pot-making grandma just had me captivated for quite some time. Her lines of age speak volumes about her experience, her commitment and her contentment.
Praba and Sheela, reading and reviewing your book was a
delight and I must compliment you on your beautiful tribute to these
everyday-heroes who work silently in tandem with nature, fighting all odds to
keep their skills and crafts alive. I so wish that books like these become a
part of school curriculum so that children learn to appreciate eco-friendly
coexistence and if possible visits to these places should also be organised by
the schools. Will look forward to more coming from your pen!!!
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