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Blessed are the Pure in Heart: A Study of Kamala Das's "Padmavati, the Harlot"


       
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In all patriarchal societies norms for control of male sexuality are not rigid. Men have always enjoyed the right to be polygamous or to seek sexual partners other than the wife. Prostitution is a patriarchal social institution which has usually men as buyers of sexual services from women.  The abhorrence with which prostitutes are treated highlights the double standards of the pervasive patriarchal sexual morality all over the world. In her short story Padmavati, the Harlot , Kamala Das has interrogated the institutionalization of prostitution which reduces the prostitute to a mere defiled body bereft of  a pure heart and soul.

 When the story opens it is dusk. Padmavati, the middle-aged prostitute had from morning walked all the way to reach the hilltop shrine she had yearned to visit for the past thirty-three years. She had been selling her body all these years for taking care of her ailing mother, educating her brothers and making money to marry off her sister. Now, her mother who had been disgusted with her profession, is dead and her employed brothers and married sister have forsaken her. When Padmavathi frantically climbs up the steps to reach the temple some young loafers identifying her profession from her bearing, pass lewd comments and ask her to spend the night with them. They even snatch away the fruits she had brought as offerings for the Lord. When Padmavati reaches the temple she finds that it has already closed for the night. In sheer desperation she knocks on the heavy door. Miraculously, the door opens and she sees the Lord of the shrine. She falls at the feet of her Lord, praying, “Help me, O Lord, I am only a poor harlot…I have always wanted to see you but until today I did not get a chance. I was busy looking after my family, lending my body to strangers who hated me and then hated themselves” (25). She has nothing to offer the Lord but her ageing body and this is accepted by the Lord. At dawn when Padmavati comes down the steps blushing like a bride after a night of love, the same loafers who had accosted her now bow worshipfully before her seeking her blessings.

 In this story,, Kamala Das displays a genuine sympathy for the plight of women who are forced into prostitution to satisfy the insatiable lust of man. It might have been her life in metropolitan cities of India like Mumbai, Chennai and Kolkata that made her curious about the life of those engaged in the flesh trade. Of all the Indian English women short story writers none has delved so deep into the sad lives of these dregs of society. In story after story, Kamala Das exposes the hypocrisy and callousness of the male who dehumanizes woman by exploiting her body and then turns round to point an accusing finger at her.

No woman chooses prostitution out of her own free will but becomes one due to circumstances in a patriarchal society. Padmavati becomes a harlot for steering her family to secure shores. Padmavati’s life had been one long sacrifice for her mother and siblings. Sacrifice and suffering are said to lead to salvation or sainthood. Her body might have been impure if judged by patriarchal standards, but her mind was pure and ready for unconditional surrender to the Lord. And it is this heartfelt, absolute bhakti of the harlot that the Lord graciously acknowledges. In connection with this T.Sarada comments that “the story is a supreme instance to prove the fact that the sole concern of the Almighty is man’s soul. It is an undefiled soul alone that can attain His eternal abode. ‘Purity’ and ‘impurity’ are the states of spirit rather than that of body.” (25) 

                                                       Works Cited

Das, Kamala. Padmavati, the Harlot and Other Stories. New Delhi: Sterling, 1992.
Sarada. T. “Women in Kamala Das.” College English Review1:4 (1997): 21-26

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