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$5 Vol. 2 No. 3 sm ci A iti So Cr uth & As ent ian Q mm uarterly of Culture, Co The Literature Issue Herstory/History Bharati Mukherjee & MG Vassanji Ragas from the Periphery Poetry by Phinder Dulai Culture & Imperialism Edward Said in Review SriLankan Left 4th Annual Q u e e r woman ARTindo- Festival/Conference culture South CLASS May 4 – 8 Asian activist HIV Highlights include the North American premiere of Hanif Kureshi’s feminist sex film adaptation of The Buddha of Suburbia, in association with positive bi- dyke YYZ Gallery:Beyond Destinations, a film/video installation curated by Ian Rashid, readings by Shani Mootoo, and more… Call 416/ 601.9932 or Fax 416/ 601.9973 “Exploring the Politics of South Asian Cultures in The West” Open Space ad i n this issue Editorial 4 New Writings The Holder of the World 5 by Bharati Mukherjee The Book of Secrets 10 by MG Vassanji Interview Process, Politics & Plurality 14 Ven Begamudré Interviewed Artist Run Centre Ragas From the Periphery 19 Poetry by Phinder Dulai Reviews Culture and Imperialism 23 Edward Said Reviewed by Shiraz Dossa Love is a Many Lotused Thing 28 Book Review by Mina Kumar Cinema on the Critical Edge 31 Shyam Benegal’s Seventh Horse of the Sun & Kehtan Mehta’s Maya Memsaab reviewed by Ameen Merchant and Yasmin Jiwani A Film Without a Context 35 The Burning Season reviewed by Yasmin Jiwani Samachar 38 Volume 2, Number 3 e ditorial RUNGH is an interdisciplinary magazine committed to the exploration of traditional and Smell the Samosas, Bob ! contemporary South-Asian cultural production. The recent manufactured controversy over the Writing Thru Race conference It is a project of the Rungh Cultural Society confirms that the only thing worse than witnessing a power in ascent is —an incorporated, non-profit society. witnessing it in decline. For those of you who may have missed the ‘contro- versy,’ Globe and Mail columnist Robert Fulford wrote a column (George Orwell, Advisory Board Call Your Office, March 30) which accused the Writers’ Union of Canada of ‘reinventing apartheid’ by hosting a conference for First Nations writers and Ian Rashid London, UK writers of colour. In particular, Fulford and his allies found the explanation of Molly A.K. Shinhat Montréal the conference organizers for including only First Nations and writers of Rana Bose Montréal Serai, Montréal colour in the discussion (the evening literary events being open to all) to be Ramabai Espinet Toronto Orwellian. Fulford’s condemnation brought to the fore the usual parade of Nurjehan Aziz TSAR, Toronto charges, that the conference was engaging in reverse racism, censorship, Ali Kazimi Toronto exclusion and a misuse of public funds. The conference funders were publicly Ashok Mathur Calgary defensive and privately supportive instead of the other way around. Chris Creighton-Kelly Vancouver In response to the convulsions of Fulford et al at being excluded, the chair Sadhu Binning Ankur, Vancouver of the union’s Racial Minority Writer’s Committee, Roy Miki, mounted an Amir Ali Alibhai Vancouver eloquented response rooted in both, history and an explanation of power Staff relationships (Why we’re holding the Vancouver conference, April 7). While I do not Zool Suleman Editor share Mr. Miki’s opinion that the Writers’ Union should be commended for Eyebyte, Sherazad Jamal Design its enlightened approach to ‘race,’ I wholeheartedly agree that First Nations writers and writers of colour should be applauded for taking on the task of constructing social and cultural justice. Our address Constructing any form of justice requires a normative foundation and while Rungh Cultural Society everyone agrees that racism is bad how we fight against racism has yet to be Station F Box 66019 agreed upon. Not surprisingly, Fulford and company embrace a strategy Vancouver BC Canada V5N 5L4 which endorses the rectifying mechanisms of the status quo or to put it in 604 254.0320 Fulford’s words ‘a colour-blind society’; a society based solely on merit and fax 662.7466 human rights legislation. What the conference organizers point out is that ‘a colour-blind society’ is not a society which champions powersharing but rather a society which favours the status quo and does not see the injustices Subscription rates to RUNGH are $20 per year inflicted upon those of colour. Which vision(s) of our society will govern and for individuals, and $27 per year for institutions are there other competing visions which have yet to be voiced? This (GST incl). For US and international, please add $10 conference represents one of many signs in our culture that ‘other’ visions of for postage and handling. Canadian Publications our society are coming to the centre from the periphery. Mail Sales Product Agreement Number 83712. I have little doubt that the glib and male writers who weighed in with Fulford are well aware of the arguments in support of such a conference. It is almost RUNGH welcomes inquiries about feature articles, impossible to avoid these discussions even in the pages of Canada’s National reviews, art projects and other submissions. Newspaper. Why then the creation of a polarized debate about the ‘new RUNGH accepts no responsibility mulitculturalism’ and its divisive nature? I believe that the critics of the for unsolicited material. conference while ‘educated’ about the issues simply lack the commitment to the very type of social and cultural justice referred to by Miki. Such a Funding assistance from commitment requires a generosity of spirit, an assuredness of purpose and a Canada Council; Department of Canadian Heritage, Arts Apprenticeship; willingness to share which has been sadly lacking. Wıth such a lack of cultural Province of BC, Cultural Services Branch; leadership in the establishment is it any surprise that Writing Thru Race seeks City of Vancouver, Social and Cultural Planning. answers from within its own communities? As for Mr. Fulford, all I can suggest is don’t just smell the coffee. ISSN 1188-9950 Printed in Canada ©1994 4 New Writings the HOLDER of the WORLDan excerpt by BHARATI MUKHERJEE 1Part One I live in three time zones simultaneously, and I don’t mean Eastern, Central and Pacific. I mean the past, the present and the future. The television news is on, Venn’s at his lab, and I’m reading Auctions & Acquisitions, one of the trade mags in my field. People and their property often get separated. Or people want to keep their assets hidden. Nothing is ever lost, but continents and centuries sometimes get in the way. Uniting people and possessions; it’s like matching orphaned socks through time. According to A&A, a small museum between Salem and Marblehead has acquired a large gem. It isn’t the gem that interests me. It’s the inscription and the provenance. Anything having to do with Mughal India gets my attention. Anything about the Salem Bibi, Precious-as-Pearl, feeds me. Eventually, Venn says, he’ll be able to write a program to help me, but the technology is still a little crude. We’ve been together nearly three years, which shrinks to about three weeks if you deduct his lab time. He animates information. He’s out there beyond virtual reality, recreating the universe, one nanosecond, one minute at a time. He comes from India. Right now, somewhere off Kendall Square in an old MIT office building, he’s establishing a grid, a data base. The program is called X-2989, which translates to October 29, 1989, the day his team decided, arbitrarily, to research. By “research” they mean the mass ingestion of all the world’s newspapers, weather patterns, telephone directories, satellite passes, every arrest, every television show, political debate, airline schedule...do you know how may checks were written that day, how many credit card purchases were made? Venn does. When the grid, the base, is complete, they will work on the interaction with a personality. Anyone. In five years, they’ll be able to interpose me, or you, over the grid for upward of ten seconds. In the long run, the technology will enable any of us to insert 5 ourselves anywhere and anytime on the time-space continuum for as Jehangir, The World-Seizer long as the grid can hold. Shah Jahan, The World-Raiser It will look like a cheap set, he fears. He watches “Star Trek,” both Aurangzeb, The World-Taker the old and new series, and remarks on the nakedness of the old sets, Precious-as-Pearl, The World-Healer like studio sets of New York in 1940s movies. The past presents itself In adjoining cases are cups of translucent jade fitted with handles of to us, always, somehow simplified. He wants to avoid that fatal silver and gold: bowls studded with garnets and sapphires, pearls and unclutteredness, but knows he can’t. emeralds; jewel-encrusted thumb rings; jewel-studded headbands for Finally, a use for sensory and informational overload. harem women; armlets and anklets, necklaces and bangles for self- Every time-traveller will create a different reality-just as we all do indulgent Mughal men; scimitars rust dappled with ancient blood, now. No two travellers will be able to retrieve the same reality, or push-daggers with double blades and slip-on tiger claws of hollow- even a fraction of the available realities. History’s a big savings ground animal horns. bank, says Venn, we can all make infinite reality withdrawals. How they yearned for beauty, these nomads of central Asia But we’ll be able to compare our disparate experience in the perched on Delhi’s throne, how endless the bounty must have same reality, and won’t that be fun? Jack and Jill’s seemed, a gravel of jewels to encrust every surface, gems to twenty-second visit to 3:00 pm on the twenty-ninth of My life pave their clothes, their plates, their swords.