Tuesday, 12 March 2019


Reading Manjula Padmanabhan's play, 'Harvest', made me wonder at the level man can stoop, to sell himself, or drop enough to buy another. Michal Jackson is believed to have stacked up donors for his organs, just in case he ever needed any. He had a team of doctors working round the clock on him due to his desire to live beyond the years allotted to him; which however saw failure due to areas of abuse.

Our Creator wants to produce a great harvest in all areas of our life, but this can only happen when we work towards prospering our soul and not be a slave to the new world order. This prosperity of the soul can overturn all areas of famine into a plentiful harvest.

However, Padmanabhan in her 'Harvest', shows concern about organ selling in India, where a jobless Indian succumbs to selling any organ of his precious body to the rich of the first world, for a pittance of perishable comforts of life. Obviously, consumerism seems to be ruling. The dark humour regarding mouldable relations changing shape and colour with the clay of wealth, provokes deep pain in the mind of the reader when he learns about the futility of such flexible associations.
'Harvest' appears to alert us to a very dark, dry and bitter future as against the one we would expect - hope of a bright, fruitful and luscious life ahead.

After all, harvesting of organs can only produce a soulless world; a world where the rich would eat up even the organs of the poor; a world where for peripheral opportunities and needs, man would not flinch from selling his internals, till he became empty of his original worth. In 'Harvest', we see a world where characters like Jeetu go virtually blind in their aspirations of liberty and lose all their rational faculties.

The play evokes a thought in my mind: The rich desire long life and therefore abuse the poor by robbing them of their lives. The poor desire riches and abuse themselves by going blind in greed for the needs of life. Ironically though, both lose their souls.

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