Chapters (69)
- Cover
- Also by Ranjit Hoskote
- Advance Praise for Jonahwhale
- Dedication
- I
- The Churchgate Gazette
- The Map Seller
- The Atlas of Lost Beliefs
- Seven Islands
- Ocean
- Ahab
- Spelling the Tide
- Cape Caution
- The Heart Fixes on Nothing
- And Sometimes Rivers
- Risk
- As It Emptieth It Selfe
- Lascar
- At the Belvedere
- Sycorax
- A Constantly Unfinished Instrument
- Night Sky and Counting
- Render
- Pompeii Mural
- Fly Away, Swim Closer
- Marine Drive
- Natural History
- Passage
- The Refugee Pauses in Flight
- Wound
- Redburn on Shore Leave
- Cargo and Ballast
- Baldachin
- Highway Prayer
- II
- Poona Traffic Shots
- III
- Philip Guston, in (Pretty Much) His Own Words
- Poussin’s ‘Landscape with a Man Killed by a Snake’
- Aperture
- Passepartout
- Printer
- Glass
- Rothko
- Hangman’s Song
- The Oracle Tree
- At Twenty Paces
- Sniper’s Drill
- Open for Business
- Rain Dance
- Figures on an Amphora
- Under the Tree of Tongues
- Eight Rules for Travellers to Thebes
- Miniature Painting
- Glossa
- Tree Line
- After the Story
- The Bungalows of South Avenue
- Self-Portrait as Child in the Rain
- Marcus Aurelius
- Planetarium
- Kushan Dawn Song
- Dunhuang
- Bactrian Drachma
- The Swimming Pool
- The Poet’s Life
- Notes
- Acknowledgements
- THE BEGINNING
pagan idolatry on the fo’c’sle
the Irrawaddy ploughed the sea
ras ke bhare tore nain
The ship was a book of symbols.
The fancy piece astern comprised, among other carved decorations,
a cross and a mitre.
Forward, on the bows, was a sort of devil:
a dragon with a fiery red mouth and twitching tail.
saanvariya pankh ke upar
Cargo discharged, the lascars were set to ‘stripping the ship’:
sending down all her spars and ropes.
She lay alongside of us,
the Babel on board
drowned our voices.
In nothing but their girdles,
the lascars hopped about, chattering like monkeys
showing much dexterity and seamanship.
kalam se likh doongi ras ke bhare tore nain
Every Sunday, crowds came down to the dock
to see this ship.
Amusing to watch the old women with umbrellas
who stood on the quay staring at the lascars,
a species of wild animal at whom they might gaze
as at leopards in the zoo.
o bidesi sainya
One night returning to the ship
noticed a white figure squatting
outside the Dock Gate
one of the lascars smoking
as regulations prohibit this luxury on board his vessel
Struck with the curious fashion of his pipe its odour I inquired
Joggerry he replied, a weed in place of tobacco
kalam se likh doongi
He spoke good English
I sat down by Dattabdool-mans
So instructive his discourse
when we parted I had considerably added
to my stock of knowledge
Godsend a fellow like this
a man from the moon
What he says a revelation
Crusoe himself
among the crowds of
mariners from all the globe.
ab ke saavan ghar aa ja
But this is no place for all the subjects
upon which I and my lascar friend discoursed. I will only give
his account of teak and kayar,
concerning which I was curious.
The ‘sagoon’, as he called the tree which produces the teak,
grows among the mountains of Malabar.
Large quantities are sent to Bombay for shipbuilding. He also
rangaibe ho Raama
spoke of the ‘sissor’, a wood that supplies
‘shin-logs’ or ‘knees’, crooked timbers in the country ships.
The sagoon grows immense, sometimes fifty feet of trunk, three feet through,
before a single bough is put forth. Its leaves
my lascar called
elephants’ ears.
o bidesi sainya
The sagoon resists salt water, insect attacks. My lascar told me
the Irrawaddy was wholly built
by India’s native shipwrights, who, he modestly asserted,
surpassed European artisans.
pankh ke upar kalam se likh doongi
The rigging also of native manufacture: kayar
now getting into use in England and America
ropes rigging mats rugs.
The kayar is made from the rind
of the coconut soaked in water, beaten
with mallets rubbed together into fibres
ho Raama saavan ghar aa ja
Dried in the sun spun like hemp the fibre
makes strong ropes light durable buoyant ropes
good for a ship’s running rigging cables and hawsers
baajuband khul khul jaye