Sartaj, Again

July 29, 2006

Near the beginning of Vikram Chandra’s new book, someone asks Sartaj Singh, a police officer, whether he believes in God. Sacred Games, Chandra’s third book, is the answer to that question. No wonder it took over seven years to write.

Sartaj Singh is the weary, all too human Sikh police officer who first appeared in Chandra’s short story “Kama” in the collection Love and Longing in Bombay. In that story, Sartaj is tough but also thoughtful and occasionally vulnerable - the rare kind of character who seems to have many stories inside him, and whom one hopes to meet again in another book. In the story, during one of their quarrels, Sartaj’s wife tells him that his face is like that of a terrorist. “I hate the world you live in,” she says before leaving him. Sartaj thinks of replying that it’s her world too, that he lives in the parts she doesn’t see and that he lives there for her sake. But he remains silent.

In “Kama”, the police officer was dealing with the demands of a changing city. “Bombay was never like this,” says Sartaj’s boss at one point in the story. Sartaj shrugs: “It’s a new world.”

In mid-2006, it’s a new world again in Mumbai. On 11 July this year, a series of bomb explosions in the commuter trains at rush hour claimed nearly 200 lives and left the city in shock.

Sacred Games is a contemporary epic of Mumbai, a cocktail of organised crime, politics and religion. Sartaj Singh reappears in this novel. He is now in his forties, his marriage long over, his mind tired as he goes after an underworld gangster, Ganesh Gaitonde. The novel charts the individual journeys of the two men, interweaving their lives.

Spoke to Vikram Chandra for Time Out. The whole thing here.

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  1. In this recent interview with the Hindustan Times, I was very intrigued to read that Chandra listens to music while writing. He has extremely good taste in music….

    Going for the kill

    Aditya Sinha

    New Delhi, August 27, 2006

    Vikram Chandra listens to Hindi film music while he writes. And considering it took him over seven years to write his latest novel, Sacred Games, a 900-page thriller that has propelled him to the pantheon of Indian writing, he must have heard a lot of songs.

    No wonder, then, the main characters in Sacred Games are often singing or humming a tune, whether it is Inspector Sartaj Singh (Main zindagi ka saath nibhaata chala gaya) or the Hindu don Ganesh Gaitonde (Chala jaata hoon kisi ki dhun me, dhadakte dil ke tarane liye).

    And no wonder then, while strolling through the cramped lanes of Delhi’s Nizamuddin, when you decide to play a parlour game and suddenly ask him what five songs he’d like played at his funeral, he pauses and says: “One by Kishore Kumar, one by Mohd Rafi, and one by Mukesh,” adding that any song by each would do. Number four: “A hiphop artist in the States, the1shanti, he’s Indian… he actually read Love and Longing in Bombay (Vikram’s collection of short stories) and did a song of the same title on his album Indian Bambaataa.” And last? “It’s not really a song, but Harivanshrai Bachchan’s poem, Madhushala.”…

    Comment by Dahlia Sen — August 29, 2006 @ 2:03 pm

  2. In this recent interview with the Hindustan Times, I was very intrigued to read that Chandra listens to music while writing. He has extremely good taste in music….

    Going for the kill

    Aditya Sinha

    New Delhi, August 27, 2006

    Vikram Chandra listens to Hindi film music while he writes. And considering it took him over seven years to write his latest novel, Sacred Games, a 900-page thriller that has propelled him to the pantheon of Indian writing, he must have heard a lot of songs.

    No wonder, then, the main characters in Sacred Games are often singing or humming a tune, whether it is Inspector Sartaj Singh (Main zindagi ka saath nibhaata chala gaya) or the Hindu don Ganesh Gaitonde (Chala jaata hoon kisi ki dhun me, dhadakte dil ke tarane liye).

    And no wonder then, while strolling through the cramped lanes of Delhi’s Nizamuddin, when you decide to play a parlour game and suddenly ask him what five songs he’d like played at his funeral, he pauses and says: “One by Kishore Kumar, one by Mohd Rafi, and one by Mukesh,” adding that any song by each would do. Number four: “A hiphop artist in the States, the1shanti, he’s Indian… he actually read Love and Longing in Bombay (Vikram’s collection of short stories) and did a song of the same title on his album Indian Bambaataa.” And last? “It’s not really a song, but Harivanshrai Bachchan’s poem, Madhushala.”…

    Comment by Dahlia Sen — August 29, 2006 @ 2:05 pm

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