Title: The Colony of Shadows
Author: Bikram Sharma
Genre: Fiction/Fantasy
Length: 256 pages
Publisher: Hachette India
Book Blurb
A GRIEVING CHILD.
A MYSTERIOUS COLONY.
A LURKING MENACE.
After the untimely death of his parents, nine-year-old Varun struggles to adjust to his new life in Bangalore with his perceptive aunt and bedridden grandmother. When he climbs through a hole in the wall of their back garden, he discovers a mysterious colony that lies abandoned and in ruins. It’s strangely familiar, and the more he explores it, the more it resembles his old home in Delhi. But the comfort of familiarity is deceptive, for something dangerous lurks in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike – and wreak havoc. Will Varun survive this threat? Or will he vanish from the world, swallowed alive by the colony of shadows?
In this gripping debut novel, Bikram Sharma tells an emotionally rich tale about loss, grief, and hope, and the lengths we go to for the people we love.
The Story
When Varun explores the garden in his aunt and grandmother’s house in Bangalore, he finds a mysterious, ruined place beyond the boundary wall, a colony that looks similar to his house in Delhi. His parents are dead and burdened by a sense of grief and a longing to go back home to his parents, he explores the place again and again while memories rush back.
But the colony is sinister and Varun’s sense of danger vies for space with his longing. His life is with Jyoti and Usha but will he learn to reconcile with the idea of a new family?
Review
The Colony of Shadows is a quick and easy read. The language and narration are uncomplicated. I liked that it had a very Indian feel to everyday events.
The book is a sensory delight because much of the story is through Jyoti, Varun’s aunt who is visually challenged. Poppy the pet dog has some of the narration, and we get to experience the world through her senses. Intuition, sensory perception and emotional awareness make the text so much richer. In fact, even emotions have scents when Poppy experiences them. She can smell curiosity, fear, grief and make sense of what the humans are going through. Grief becomes a rancid bitterness; inquisitiveness is expressed through muscles tensed in anticipation of action.
There’s so much of a woman’s perspective in the book. Jyoti, Anu, their mother Usha are the orbits around the child Varun.
Maleness sees a put-down again and again, be it Poppy’s fear of men, the male gaze that Anu despises, or Praveen, who is a grey character, veering towards malice.
There is a lot about disability, both physical and mental and those in the margins, orphans, animals who have been treated cruelly, all of it very sensitively handled. While Jyoti can navigate her physical limitations, Usha is unable to fight her mental demons.
The story has a beautiful juxtaposition of the mundane, everyday life, of power cuts, household chores and of a fantastical world, that lies beyond the boundary wall of the house. To Varun, it is a place where he can return to his parents and the life he once had; to Poppy, it is the other world beyond a tunnel of darkness, where people are lured to, never to be seen again. In this world, shadows have a life of their own, while everything else lies in ruins, inanimate objects like coins and sticks converse, warn, think aloud. This other world seems curious, enticing in a way, and the sense of danger grows more menacing as the book progresses.
There is a lot of Varun’s perspective in the book, the child’s remorse of doing something that you were not supposed to, of a child’s notion that something went wrong, because they broke a promise or that if you were good, nothing would go wrong ever.
There are some subtle nuances like the gramophone that plucks ghostly voices from nowhere or the book that Jyoti and Varun are reading (pop culture references are exciting, I looked up the book), Praveen stalking Jyoti after he’s unable to handle the happenings or his own emotions or ineptitude.
I did not want to look at the book from a disability lens but it’s very empathetic writing. In fact it is about the marginalised — women, disability, orphans, strays, people we imagine need comfort and we end up patronising them but they only need support, they can make their own way.
One thing that rankled as the story progressed was that Usha and Jyoti have rather similar thoughts and reactions. The characters are all cast from the same mould. With the exception of Praveen, they are all gentle, sensitive, and caring. Also, pennies drop or people come to conclusions suddenly, without any trigger of revelation. While Varun’s grief is real, there was little mourning on Jyoti or Usha’s end, for Anu’s death.
The ending did not work for me, even though it is neatly tied. In fact the book faltered after the 60% mark. After the elaborate world building, random things happened when it came to ghosts, shadows, or dead people.
Verdict
A very beautifully penned story that will make you feel warm, vulnerable and have an aching heart, all at once.
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