Sumana Roy

Irom Chanu Sharmila © Divya Adusumilli 2013

Irom Chanu Sharmila
© Divya Adusumilli 2013

We live in blood-nations. Blood, irrespective of whether it’s thicker or thinner than water, binds and blinds us into collectives. Countries, like human bodies, drip blood mostly from their margins, the edges of where they cease to be. In ‘The Tin Trunk’ of this issue, we look at two places from where we have been bleeding without bandages – Kashmir and Manipur.

First, the blood clots. Rahul Pandita writes about how his book, Our Moon Has Blood Clots, came to be, and in this precious essay, touches upon the fine subject of how violence leads to the birth of writers. Accompanying this is Ashish Sharma’s photo-essay on Pandits in Kashmir.

In his humanist essay on Pandita’s book, Dilip Simeon looks at the long history of blood-letting in the Kashmir Valley and asks the ‘overwhelming question’ – ‘Who is a Kashmiri?’. 

Then there’s the blood on foreheads, as there is on Irom Sharmila’s in the cover image of this issue. ‘A rain of blood/ over those soldiers of hell,’ writes K Satchidanandan in his poem about Sharmila, Yes’.

Blood and the kinship of violence. Che. Metaphors and murders and their easy alliances. Kishalay Bhattacharjee finds Che in Paona Bazar. An excerpt.

Anirban Bandyopadhyay travelled to Manipur twice – first, to a graveyard where India is buried every day, and then with Kishalay Bhattacharjee’s book. Here is a record of those journeys.

Deepika Arwind and Gopa Nayak made separate journeys to the Ima Market in Imphal and returned with rich harvests – of the butterfly effect of blood and its cousins.

‘Blood soaked streets’, ‘blood soaked body’ – Ronid Chingangbam, in his now famous song, ‘Your Constitution Has Nothing For Me’, reveals the blood in our constitution and the constitution of our blood.

We drink blood while watching television every evening. Bad Blood. Good Night.



Filed under Tin Trunk : Editorial

4 responses to “Blood-Nations

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  2. dewakar goel

    Yes blood is thicker then water whatever you may say this bonding develops right from the stage when child is in womb

  3. Like the way you introduced the books in your ‘precious essay’ 🙂 I am reminded of ‘I Love Lucy’ of the olden days!! Great write up Sumana

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