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Chandigarh India
Half a LIFE
Jul 07, 2010 06:32 PM 4850 Views

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HALF A LIFE is the latest novel of the Trinidadian author V.S. Naipaul,


who was recently awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature for works that


‘compel us to see the presence of suppressed histories’.(Naipaul was


quoted as being surprised and honoured at receiving the prize, saying


that ‘it is a great tribute to England, my home, and to India, home of


my ancestors’ [while neglecting mention of Trinidad, his birthplace]).


Naipaul also received the Booker Prize in 1971 for his book IN A FREE


STATE, amongst other awards. As in many of his other novels, HALF A


LIFE draws heavily from Naipaul’s personal experiences, in particular


his experience as a Trinidadian Indian immigrating to the old imperial


centre, London, in the 1950’s.


One might divide HALF A LIFE


into four sections: the first being the story of the protagonist’s


father, the second as the experiences of the protagonist, Willie


Chandran, in India and his early experiences at university in London,


the third the protagonist’s latter experiences and successes in London


and the final section is Chandran’s life in an African nation in the


last throes of colonialism.


The novel opens thus:


‘Willie


Chandran asked his father one, “Why is my middle name Somerset? The


boys at school have just found out, and they are mocking me.”


His


father said without joy, “You were named after a great English writer.


I am sure you have seen his books about the house.”


“But I haven’t read them. Did you admire him so much?”


“I am not sure. Listen, and make up your own mind.”


And this was the story Willie Chandran’s father began to tell. It took


a long time. The story changed as Willie grew up. Things were added,


and by the time Willie left India to go to England this was the story


he had heard…’


The remainder of the first section is told in


the fi


rst person(Naipaul slips seamlessly from third to first person a


number of times in the novel – I didn’t even notice the transition at


first). The father begins by telling how he became the model for a


character in Somerset Maugham’s novel THE RAZOR’S EDGE, the indirect


result of heeding the call of Mahatma Gandhi. Gandhi’s call for


‘sacrifice’ compels the father to sacrifice in the only way he feels he


can – by turning his back on his high-caste Brahmin heritage and


marrying a ‘tribal’, low-caste woman. This ill-fated union causes the


father much regret and resentment, as do the children that issue from


it. Here again we can see Naipaul’s masterful and fascinating painting


of familial relations, although this element plays a much smaller role


than it does in his lengthier(and excellent) novel A HOUSE FOR MR


BISWAS(in part a fictionalised biography of Naipaul’s father). The


father’s idea of ‘sacrifice’ ends up creating much bitterness in his


wife, his son and himself.


The


second section of the novel begins the development of the protagonist,


Willie Chandran(in the third person). Willie’s ‘difficult’ home-life


impels him to begin to re-invent himself(and his family), first in his


English composition class, for which his writes about himself as being


part of a happy Canadian family, which goes to the beach for its


holidays. Willie’s re-invention continues through-out the novel, and


seems to be part of the notion of ‘half a life’, to which the title


refers. Willie is often uncomfortable around other people as a result


of this re-invention and his apparent inability to ‘live fully’ also


stems partially from this ‘rewriting of his self’.


Willie’s


father is later able to gain him a scholarship to university in London,


where his begins rewriting his identity. One detail he re-invents is—ra


ther than his father being a Brahmin and a mother a member of a


‘backwards’ caste, half-educated at a Christian missionary school—that


he is a Christian Indian belonging to an ancient Christian community in


India(there do indeed exist such communities in India). In fact, he is


actually commissioned to do a piece on India’s ‘old’ Christian


communities versus its newer ‘missionary’ Christian communities for the


BBC [here is another autobiographic fact, that Naipaul worked for the


BBC during his early years in London]. Through his work with the BBC


and through his university, Willie meets other people whose life


stories echo his own woes of mixed birth and ethnic/cultural


‘displacement’. One such person is Percy Cato, a Jamaican of mixed


parentage(Indian, African, European) who is not, strictly-speaking,


Jamaican, as he was born and bred in Panama(‘I am the only black man


or Jamaican or West Indian you’ll meet in England who knows nothing


about cricket.’). Percy also re-invents his past, making his father a


literate clerk in Panama rather than a heavy-labourer. Another is


Marcus, the son of a [black] West Indian who went to live in West


Africa as part of the Back to Africa movement, whose fondest desire is


to have grandchildren who look completely white(claiming that ‘the


Negro gene is recessive’), and whose second greatest desire to be the


first black man to have an account at Coutts, the Queen’s bank(though


it is not clear that they don’t already have black clients…).


Willie


struggles in London, attending bohemian parties, and is frustrated both


with trying to write a book and to overcome self-doubt in his sexual


adventures(had mainly with the girl-friends of his friends). He is


finally ‘rescued’ from his careening despair by Ana, one of the


erstwhile fans of his poorly-received sole publication. Ana is another


‘mestizo’,


of mixed Portuguese and African blood. Willie clings


to Ana, eventually following her back to her unnamed Africa homeland


[very probably Mozambique] to live for eighteen years on her father’s


crumbling estate. One day he slips on their marble stairs and after


waking up in a military hospital tells Ana that, ‘I am going to leave


you…I can’t live your life any more. I want to live my own.’


The


final section of the novel is told once again in the first person, by


Willie to his sister(who has married a German), of his life in Africa


with Ana. They live in an estate manor, socialising almost only with


other ‘mixed breeds’, Portuguese ‘tainted’ with African blood, who are


accepted as second-class citizen by the pure Portuguese colonists


during the colonial government(and again are not accepted by the


‘native’ post-colonial regime). The re-occurrence of persons of mixed


blood is another of the ‘halves’ of HALF A LIFE. Willie begins


frequenting African prostitutes, even though they do not really satisfy


him, until he meets Graça, with whom he begins to have an undisguised


affair. Willie thinks at first that during his time with Graça that he


is truly living, but his despair is never far from him.


Willie’s


sexual encounters, both in London and in Africa, are narrated with an


unusual frankness. But they are far from being erotic, titillating


descriptions, rather they are written with a hard and weary honesty –


somewhat reminiscent of the tone of some of J.M. Coetzee’s work


(particularly of his 1999 Booker-Award winning novel DISGRACE).


Despite


his neglecting to mention Trinidad on receiving his Nobel Prize,


Naipaul has written some excellent books which give a lively and


colourful picture of Trinidad—if you like HALF A LIFE, I recommend(of


his Trinidad volumes)


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