Annie
Zaidi has won the US $100,000 Nine Dots Prize for 2019-2020.
The intention of the prize is to encourage innovative thinking
that addresses contemporary issues and Zaidi’s entry ‘Bread, Cement, Cactus’
explores concepts of home and belonging rooted in her experience of
contemporary life in India. A book she will develop, based on her Nine Dots Prize-winning
essay will be published by Cambridge University Press in May 2020. The
book will examine how a citizen’s sense of ‘home’ might collapse, or be
recovered. Themes it will address include:
·
The politics and economics of death in India, and how
the physical performance of last rites for the dead can lead to a sense of
dislocation and the unmooring of living citizens
·
How industrial townships are created on the back of a
series of dislocations, and what this means for citizens’ relationships to the
land
·
The crossing of caste and religious lines in marriage,
and the abuse of political power to violently disrupt or prevent the mixing of
bloodlines
·
The Partition of India as a great cultural and
emotional sundering, ultimately triggering an aggressive nationalism that seeks
a negative self-definition rather than a positive one
·
The struggle to belong to a city when it changes in
all recognisable forms, even down to its name, and when it is stripped of all
the original springs of cultural affinity
Zaidi has been part of the Out of Print family, published stories
in Out of Print and worked as a guest editor on the special Urdu edition of the magazine, and we wanted to take a moment to congratulate her on this exciting achievement.
When we reached out to her, she was kind enough to send us a beautiful
poem, a sonnet, that explores the meaning of roads that lead … to home, to Rome.
So, in celebration, we share this with our readers.
Sonnet 4: R/h/ome.
All the roads that lead to Rome
started out wanting to twist away
from any place that smelled like home
or any face that bade them stay.
All roads bleed out of arms
wrenched free of cradle nights,
taped down with screaming tar
and fringed about with fairy lights.
All the roads that led to you
were paved with shards of broken sleep.
You were walking barefoot too:
How's it you failed to bleed?
Ah, twisted wends, yet twisting home.
All these roads besieging Rome.
(C) Annie Zaidi
All the roads that lead to Rome
started out wanting to twist away
from any place that smelled like home
or any face that bade them stay.
All roads bleed out of arms
wrenched free of cradle nights,
taped down with screaming tar
and fringed about with fairy lights.
All the roads that led to you
were paved with shards of broken sleep.
You were walking barefoot too:
How's it you failed to bleed?
Ah, twisted wends, yet twisting home.
All these roads besieging Rome.
(C) Annie Zaidi
Links to Zaidi's stories and to the special Urdu edition she edited with Out of Print:
Sujatha in Out of Print 5, 2011.
The story follows a young woman confronted with violence who will go to all lengths to survive.
Inverter in Out of Print 16, 2014
The
protagonist establishes a silent connection with a person who lives across the
street, a delicious, seductive connection. Layers of social norms come in to
play as the narrative weaves in and out of the darkness of summer power outages
in Kanpur.
Out of Print 28, 2017
Short
story writing in Urdu, called 'afsana-nigari', is just
over a century old. The literary cannon in this genre includes names like Premchand,
Rajinder Singh Bedi, Qurratulain Hyder, Krishan Chander, Naiyer Masud, and of
course, Saadat Hasan Manto and Ismat Chugtai.
The
28th issue of Out of Print, devoted to Urdu short fiction translated into English, features a selection
of fine stories chosen by Zaidi.
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