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Of Keeshes and Cows

Memoirs – I have to admit I have not read too many of them. And I intend to read more of them to diversify my reading. Adding biographies to this list won’t harm too. Reading often stirs up memories from our past and serves as a mirror to our present. While this may not always be pleasant, it is still something I treasure about reading.

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Today’s post includes my long-overdue review for ‘The Milk Lady of Bangalore’. It also features short stories by Jack London (I had only read his novels before).

The Shorts: The Story of Keesh, and that of His Son

The Story of Keesh:

For Week 4 of the Deal Me In Short Story Reading Challenge, I got the 10 of Spades, which turned out to be Jack London’s ‘The Story of Keesh’. A really quick read which, as with many short stories written by those who have mastered the art, conveys quite a bit in a few pages.

Keesh is a thirteen year old boy who has dared to rebel against the so-called leaders in his community. He is not happy with how they ration the meat among the tribe members and lets them know of it. He is criticized harshly for speaking up (and at an age when you should be invisible yet).He then vows to fend for himself, and for those who cannot fend for himself.

As the elders dismiss him and his grandiose statements(for how can a child hunt), they end up eating their own words, when Keesh returns successful. His continued successes at hunting big game at his tender age, ad all by himself, raises suspicions and rumors. How does he do it – it has to be witchcraft…right?

Read the story yourself to discover Keesh’s secret.

I also ended up reading a related(?) story since this was really a short-short story. (see reduplication later in this post)

Keesh, the Son of Keesh

The son of Keesh is bidding for the hand of a woman he wants to take as his wife. His proposal is rejected by the father who thinks Keesh has gone too soft, and strayed from their ways. Keesh, though disappointed, decides to stay true to his chosen path regardless of what others think of him.

But what is he going to do when he hears that the bride he intended to make his own is now promised to another?

Jack London minces no words in this story as he shows what a person in ‘love’ is capable of.

Side-note: In the story of ‘Keesh, the Son of Keesh’, White Fang (or at least the name) makes an appearance. I am not sure if this references the same White Fang London wrote a book about. Or the name is simply a coincidence. I (re)read and enjoyed White Fang a few years ago as part of another reading challenge.

Final Thoughts:

Good short stories, even those that end all too soon, manage to show how powerful words are.

The Book: Milk Lady of Bangalore by Shoba Narayan

The Milk Lady of Bangalore: An Unexpected Adventureby Shoba Narayan

Narayan shows her experience and expertise with memoirs in this book rich with all those connections that surround us. I have enjoyed reading her writing before in the ‘Monsoon Diary: A Memoir with Recipes‘.

Memories this Memoir Brought Back:

I grew up in a middle-of-nowhere town with a dairy farm. The milkman would make his daily rounds around this town with two huge milk pails. We would rush down as we heard the familiar ring of his cycle bells to buy our daily quota of milk. Today, people in my childhood town mainly buy packets of milk. While the dairy-farm building still stands, the cows have long disappeared.

When we moved to Bangalore, my mom bought fresh milk from a milk-lady for years as well. But today, it is the day of the packet-milk.

Dear reader: What about you? Do you have any similar memories? Of milk pails in carts, of tiny neighborhood stores you walked down to for just about anything (how did that tiny store carry just about everything you needed?)?

My Thoughts on the Book Itself:

Narayan found that yesteryear town – the one where you buy fresh milk milked from the cow – in modern Bangalore (Bengaluru). When the author moved back to India after years in the US, serendipity (I think, what else?) landed her right into an elevator with a cow on her first day in her new apartment!

This chance encounter led to Narayan’s exploration of the Bos Indicus(the domestic Indian cow), into befriending the milk-lady whose cow she met, and into owning a cow herself (even if it was briefly).

From an elevator-pitch Sarala the milk-lady made to her to use her cow for Narayan’s house-warming ceremony to drinking cow urine (for its toted medicinal properties) to embarking on a fascinating journey into the cow markets around Bangalore to understanding the hows and whys and whats, as well as the science and the stories of the (holy) cow – this book has it all.

Narayan’s many honest insights into herself and her observations about those she meets, especially Sarala made me pause. I nodded in agreement, in turns smiling and frowning at the bundle of contrasts and quirks that is human nature.

Talking about Sarala:

“….She has the gift of making commonplace actions sound like achievements. …..her son’s talent for spotting fruit carts and peanut vendors with the best products from a mile away…. She is an optimist by nature. “

When Narayan’s articles about Sarala (before this book came about) appeared in the paper:

“And when the series of eight articles has been published, I walk across the street and show all three of them all of the newspapers. They look at the photographs ….. They are intrigued but unimpressed. At first, I am a bit hurt by their lack of obvious interest. It occurs to me though, ……….. “How cool,” but it really wasn’t relevant to my life.”

Narayan’s portrayal of Sarala and her family was definitely the best part of this book for me. It reminded me that I know people like them too; and that their interactions with us make our lives all the more worthwhile and well-lived.

Random Thoughts:

Other things that caught my attention for various reasons were:

  • Narayan’s description (and many uses) of reduplication in the book – delightfully-delightful! One excerpt from the book below:

‘That lady is too shrewd,’ Sarala tells me in Tamil after Mumtaz leaves with milk extracted from her preferred cow. ‘She can line up all my cows and tell tiny-tiny differences in the milk with needle-like precision.’

Indians will rarely say ‘tiny’in isolation. It usually involves what my father, the English professor, calls ‘reduplication’, or repeating the same or similar rhyming word. Our languages are full of reduplication, as well as onomatopoeia. Perhaps we do this to make ourselves heard in a noisy land.

  • Her journey to buy a cow led her, and us, the readers, to many interesting discoveries. For example: how cow trade markets like the ones Narayan visits in the book work; how whorls on a cow matter and how buyers use them as part of their decision making process. Narayan makes a reference to Temple Grandin‘s work on whorls in horses in the book, ‘Animals in Transition‘.
  • The link between the bacteria found in cow dung – M. vaccae – and serotonin. So, in effect, s**t and compost can make us happy!

In Summary:

The book is a delightful, lighthearted, bovine literary paraphernalia. It is in parts heartwarming, honest, humorous, charming and interesting. While I did find a few scenes(like, a couple) that seemed a bit out of place in the narrative, I enjoyed this book overall.

So what do I have to say at the end? ‘The Milk Lady of Bangalore’ is, as the tag line says, An Unexpected Adventure; an udderly joyous read that will leave you with ‘udd(er)itional’ trivia at the end!  .

This book goes towards my Continental Reading Challenge for Asia; and towards the Diversify Your Reading Challenge for memoirs and biographies

And here is a link to (woefully out of updates) book map – simply titled My Book Map

32 thoughts on “Of Keeshes and Cows

    1. I have so many authors who I enjoyed reading as a teenager and I know there are many more books they have written that I need to read still. So hope I will reach back every once in a while..

    1. well, i ran into it in the library by accident – the milk lady – i mean, and since i had read the author before and enjoyed my previous read, i decided to give it a try..
      And yes on the onomatopoeia 🙂

  1. Hi Vidya,

    I wasn’t aware of Keesh, the Son of Keesh, but since I have “the complete works” I will look for it, since I also read The Story of Keesh for my Deal Me In 2019 reading. (funny how the luck of the draw had us both pick this card/story in the heart of winter too, eh?

    A novella by London that I’d recommend is “Before Adam” which I found to be way ahead of its time in terms of scientific/anthropological speculation. I blogged about it once here:


  2. I have recently jumped back into reading this year. I would love to pick up “The Milk Lady of Bangalore” to read to try a book I would not have usually picked up and it sounds interesting. Thanks for the head’s up on it!

  3. It’s so great to see you Diversifying Your Reading! I look forward to seeing what you read for other months of the Diversify Your Reading Challenge – thanks for participating!

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