Good Innings - The Extraordinary, Ordinary Life of Lily Tharoor by Shobha Tharoor Srinivasan
“To
describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power.
Or
the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.”
Maya
Angelou
The above quote sets the
tone for the narrative that is to follow. ‘Good Innings’ (Penguin) by Shobha
Tharoor Srinivasan, tells the intriguing journey of her mother, Lily Tharoor, moving
beyond her persona as the spouse of the erudite Chandran Tharoor, or the mother
of her three offspring, all talented in their own right.
As the author points out, “This
book is neither a biography nor simply a self-help text with culled dictums for
living… It is, instead, an individual reflection on moments.” Moments which
hold together the saga of a strong matriarch, who was born to Karat Theyunni
Menon and Jayashankini in the small town of Kollengode in Palakkad district,
Kerala, on 2nd December 1935. Lily, or Sulekha as she was named, was the first of nine children.
The prologue is by Lily’s
son, Shashi Tharoor, where he speaks of her myriad talents, her determination
and her desire for independence. He describes his life with her, the influence
she had on him, “the steel beneath signs of her insecurity brought on by the
ill-health of her husband” and the faith in herself that drove her on.
The young Lily bloomed in “an atmosphere of empowerment and affectionate care”, unspoiled however, by material comforts, mainly due to her mother’s progressive outlook and her father's frugal nature, both of which helped her to think beyond herself. Her parents encouraged their children to stand up for themselves, be strong against bullies and firm against injustice, qualities that would help her make her way in the world with confidence. As a result, she developed a driven and restless spirit that urged her to move outside her comfort zone and make things happen.
What is unusual about this ‘extraordinary ordinary’ story is its style. There are thirteen chapters, each beginning with an inspiring quote, followed by a personal reflection, a literary device used by the author to speak, as it were, in her mother’s voice, as she waxes eloquent on her childhood memories with her siblings and cousins, her school days, her wedding, her new, exciting life in London with an understanding husband where she perfected her English by listening to radio programmes, and the significant moments in her life ahead along with her growing family.
Every chapter then shifts to the third person narrative where she pieces together the mosaic of her mother’s life, putting
together a script that fills in the gaps with precision, and in doing so,
creates a warm pen picture of Lily Tharoor’s exciting and exacting life. It is
with interest that her readers take in vignettes of Lily in London attending
tea, seated at the same table as Lord Mountbatten, eating fish and chips
wrapped in greasy newspaper, and being hostess to their numerous friends,
despite the chilly weather and the onerous domestic work. This exposure “built
the foundation for the self-reliance she would count on later in life.”
Their shift to Bombay saw a
new side of Lily emerge, as she began to do voice-overs, dubbing for films and
interviews for All India Radio, as she found a new focus in life. While her
eldest offspring, Shashi, had already made an appearance, her two girls, Shobha
and Smita, were born in Bombay. All three shared the limelight in various
fields, were voracious readers and were remarkable in academic and
co-curricular activities. The genes were certainly showing, and their parents,
Chandran and Lily, spared no opportunity to hone their talents further.
In January 1969, their beautiful
Bombay days came to an end as the family moved to Calcutta. “It was a
wonderful, colourful life, and it was a life of opportunity and visibility.” The
years flew by, the young ones began spreading their wings and began pursuing
their own careers. It was then that Chandran and Lily moved back to Bombay for
their second stint.
Lily was a firm believer of
destiny and karma, and this perhaps was her strength during her greatest tribulations
as well. She and Chandran now moved to New Delhi, travelling to America and the
UK to visit their children and grandchildren. Their lives had slowed down, and it
was Coimbatore they chose live in after retirement. Destiny had other plans and
Chandran succumbed to a gentle cardiac arrest at the age of 63. Lily was only
57. Intrepid as ever, she moved on, taking her life into her own hands, putting
her affairs in order, and soon created an independent life for herself where
she turned into a chatty friend, guide and philosopher to her admiring
neighbours.
The book ends with a chapter
that is titled ‘Age is Only a Number’. Lily’s words reverberate in the ears of
her children – nothing remains young except the spirit.
“And for her, that curious
spirit remains undisturbed and perhaps stronger in the slowness of older age.”
The ‘Afterword’ is by Lily’s
only granddaughter, Ragini Tharoor Srinivasan, the author’s daughter in which
she stresses that ‘Good Innings’ is a biography, a work of creative nonfiction
and a self-help book all in one. As the reader closes the book, she is left with
a feeling of familiarity, an assurance that extraordinary, ordinary women do
exist to leave their stamp on those whom they touch. And that Lily Tharoor’s
stamp is particularly her own!
Shobha Tharoor Srinivasan
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