(Foreword to Dr. P. Kesava Kumar's forthcoming book Gaddar: Mahakavi of Our Times, written by Kalekuri Prasad)
Gaddar with the author Kalekuri Prasad ( poet, writer, critic and activist who passed away recently)
At last an effort to assess the great poet-singer of our times, Gaddar, is being made. It is not that easy a task to locate him at one single point. He is a singer, poet, composer, choreographer, critic, political commentator, orator, and above all a political activist, and a great communicator.
As the writer of this monograph, Dr. Kesava Kumar, rightly puts, 'There are many reasons for the celebration of Gaddar as an icon, a legendary figure or an institution in revolutionary cultural politics of Indian society.'
I think here Kesava Kumar intends to mean the revolution that is being led by the Maoist party. However, in each and every revolutionary movement, whether led by Dalits, Women, Madigas (and everyone else) - his song echoed on every dais of people's movements.
When he, due to heavy repression during the Telugu Desam party regime, was forced to go underground, the people living in the lowest layers of society along with some other lovers of his song pined for him, i.e., his song.
Song! My song, where are you? How did you disappear from our eyes and melt in the crescent moon? For the sweetness of the breast milk that is disseminated by the song, for the affection of mother's lap that is ingrained in the song, for the anger and anguish of a people's warrior that is reflected in the song, for the confidence that the song gives.