There is a certain kind of grief reserved for places that no longer exist on maps. Not the grief of natural disaster or war, but the slow, creeping tragedy of political amnesia. M. Mukundan’s seminal novel, Mayyazhippuzhayude Theerangalil (On the Banks of the Mayyazhi River), is not merely a story about a town. It is the fever dream of that town—Mahe, the former French colony on the Malabar coast of Kerala.
Mayyazhippuzha never flows into the sea. It flows into the bloodstream of everyone who has ever loved a place that no longer exists. Mayyazhippuzhayude Theerangalil Novel
Perhaps the most profound theme of Mayyazhippuzhayude Theerangalil is the idea that madness is the only logical response to historical rupture. The character of Kunchuraman—who believes he is a French admiral, who decorates his hut with faded naval flags, who speaks to ghosts of colonial officers—is not insane. He is the most sane person in the novel. He has simply chosen to live in the past because the present is uninhabitable. There is a certain kind of grief reserved