Amar Chitra Katha's dark side: Recalling the morbid story of a jackal who ate an elephant
Author Jai Arjun Singh writes about the first book that he read, Amar Chitra Katha's Panchatantra – How the Jackal Ate the Elephant, examining the morbid stories and illustrations in a book meant for children
The first book Jai Arjun Singh read was an Amar Chitra Katha story about a jackal who eats a elephant
The protagonist of the story was an anthropomorphised jackal, who is shown disrespectfully standing on the corpse of his prey
'This may have been one of the books that helped me refine an already-existing taste for morbidity and gore,' writes Jai Arjun Singh
In this monthly column, Jai Arjun Singh scours through his bookshelves to pick out titles that have impacted him at various times in his life.
Two questions, not self-evidently linked:
“What was the first book in your life?”
“But how am I to get to the flesh of this elephant?”
The first of these is reductive, unanswerable, even pointless if you direct it at anyone who has been a greedy reader from an early age, having been encouraged by a parent to read as widely as possible. Even without considering all the colouring books that one must have sullied as an infant, how can one be certain of the very first book they read?
Where do I place my Ladybird books (with their different grades, from Reading Level 2 all the way up to Reading Level 5) compared to the Tinkle comics and Enid Blyton’s Noddy series? There was so much overlapping in the reading experience. (And this isn’t restricted to early childhood. When I read my first Somerset Maughams and John Steinbecks around age 12, I was also still reading the Hardy Boys Casefiles.)
Yet a cover image does come into my mind when I hear the words “first book”. It’s an illustration of a very large dead creature lying on the ground in a jungle, while a smaller creature stands disrespectfully on the corpse, looking pensive. Reader, meet Amar Chitra Katha title number 163: Panchatantra – How the Jackal Ate the Elephant, and Other Stories.
This could be a manufactured memory, but I’m almost sure it’s true: We are parked outside the disordered Malviya Nagar market in South Delhi, I’m sitting in the car, waiting (possibly because it is raining outside; in my mind, it was always raining and dark and muddy in Malviya Nagar’s back-lanes), and my mother hands me a comic, or a bunch of comics, one among which is the jackal-elephant one. I think I remember blinking at that cover for the first time, sitting in the back seat in the dim evening light.
So, an image of death straight away, but there’s more to come. Turn the page, ye inquisitive tot, and find that here, in a comic book created for the delight and edification of children, is a story about a jackal coming across an elephant carcass (“All this meat! All for myself! I need not look for food for weeks”) but needing the help of an animal with sharper teeth to help him make a tear in the thick hide, so he can feast on the delicious, juicy meat within.
Enter a lion, a tiger, a leopard and another jackal, in that order, and we see how our hero gets them all away from his food while also achieving his purpose. As he settles down to eat, there is a heartwarming moral for all of us: “Mighty brawn is no match against nimble brain.”
When I recovered the jackal-and-elephant comic from an ancient closet recently, I realised that this was one of the more unaesthetic Amar Chitra Kathas. The colours run into each other, or spill outside the lines, which could be a printing problem (I don’t see it in online images from a newer edition of the comic), but there is also something careless and ungainly about the actual drawings, done by Ram Waeerkar, who also illustrated a great deal for Tinkle. The jackal, when he stands on two legs, looks disproportionate, like a very gangly human – the anthropomorphising is too in-your-face. Other images, such as a tiger bounding away in fright, are tacky.
Taking out a few other ACK comics, I noted clear variances in the quality of the artwork. Hitopadesha: Choice of Friends and Other Stories, for instance, is packed with much more detailed illustrations – by Jeffrey Fowler – while Ashok Dongre’s work on another Hitopadesha (How Friends are Parted, and Other Stories) has a distinct, quirky character. Since many of these stories feature the same animals and similar incidents – including a distressing number of donkeys getting mercilessly beaten – the comparisons become easier.
I briefly wondered if the casual artwork in How the Jackal Ate the Elephant was deliberate, given the inherent unpleasantness of the tale. Perhaps they wanted to avoid making things too realistic? But that can’t be it. We see blood flowing from the elephant’s hide only in two panels, and there were other, better-drawn ACK comics around the same time with grislier content. Consider Vishnu’s avatar Narasimha tearing open the chest of the asura Hiranyakashipu in the 88-page bumper issue Dasha Avatar: The Ten Incarnations of Vishnu, drawn by the celebrated Pratap Mulick.
I don’t know what the parents of my strictly vegetarian friends – the ones who were traumatised when they realized that the jelly their kids had tasted at a birthday party had animal bones as an ingredient – thought of the jackal’s culinary adventure. But looking back, this may have been one of the books that helped me refine an already-existing taste for morbidity and gore. In years to come, I would enthusiastically watch horror films and also develop a special interest in gruesome real-life crime cases. A psychiatrist with enough time on his hands and a facility for making oddball connections might see something promising there. “Jackal the Ripper? Could that be where it all began?”
Child-appropriate literature: Should young readers be shielded from certain kinds of writing, or characters?
Much as I would today like to reply “Children should read whatever they bloody well want”, it would be silly to pretend there can be a one-size-fits-all answer