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                Instead he watches, fascinated by the rhythm of the swing and
                the man’s strange accompanying grunt. As the scene fades into
                dusk over the whole ghat seen from the river, we understand both
                the ten-year-old Apu’s dawning new horizons and his subliminal
                rejection of both the priestly and the manual way of life.
                   The sequence of scenes in Benares that describe the illness
                and death of Harihar demonstrates Ray’s unobtrusive use of
                contrasts of all kinds to enrich a film and make it mysterious and
                poetic. First, we see Sarbajaya and Apu visiting the chief shrine
                of the temple-ridden city, the Viswanath Temple, where they
                experience the arati, the cacophonous evening ritual of chant-
                ing and bell-ringing through a haze of incense. The spectacle
                mesmerises Sarbajaya, but not her son. Back in their ground-
                floor rooms, she decorates them with a hundred little points of
                light, the burning wicks that a pious Hindu lights to celebrate
                the autumn festival of Dusserah (Durga Puja in Bengal).
                   Into this luminous setting comes Harihar carrying some
                shopping, and obviously in a weak condition. He has to lie
                down. Outside the window next to him, a series of fireworks
                explode in a burst of light and noise that is slightly menacing.
                Then Apu bursts in holding a large sparkler, eager to show it
                to his mother. His face falls. Sarbajaya tells him to sit with his
                father. A little hesitantly Apu answers his father’s affectionate
                questioning. Harihar’s feverish mind has taken a nostalgic turn;
                he asks Apu if the Benares fireworks are as good as the ones
                in Nishchindipur, their ancestral village. Probably to please his
                father, Apu says they are not. But what he really wants is to
                get back to his friends outside. His father gently releases him.
                Instead, he discusses with Sarbajaya a better dwelling that he
                may have found for them. Outside, as the night is filled with
                sparks and bangs, Apu is humming his own version of the
                tune he has picked up earlier from their upstairs neighbour,
                the somewhat sleazy bachelor Nanda Babu, a tabla player. The
                original is a thumri, a romantic song with a slightly disrepu-
                table air; Apu, with the ingenuousness of a child, has drained








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