Pallavi Rebbapragada’s well-researched biography saves us from the shame of letting the spirited story of former Odisha chief minister slide into oblivion
For those  no longer young like us, nostalgia is always at a premium. And particularly  when we are taken down the memory lane pertaining to the days of Nandini  Satpathy, the treat becomes unforgettable. Once enjoying a political  footprint that was disproportionately bigger than her small physical stature,  reliving the life of the former Odisha chief minister is as good as getting a  gripping insight into all that transpired in the rarefied corridors of power  during those heady days when Indira Gandhi stamped her authority over the  country.
As a  close confidante of the then prime minister, who at one point served as the  Union Information and Broadcasting minister, and with whom she shared similar  interests such as their love for Sambalpuri sarees, it was natural that  Satpathy would be compared with her powerful mentor. No wonder, many called her  Odisha’s Iron Lady.
But that  was then. Few in the new generation remember Satpathy, the original feminist  who took umbrage in the early 1970s at being described as the state’s first  woman chief minister. ‘Do you call Harekrushna Mahtab the state’s first male  chief minister?’ she is known to have retorted. Or when she, as a teenager, pulled down  the Union Jack and hoisted the Indian tricolour at Cuttack’s Ravenshaw College  when it was an act of undeniable defiance risking jail.
The story of her life: A folktale worth many  retelling
In and out of prison during her formative years as a politician — first as a Communist and then as a Congresswoman — Satpathy’s life was a tale of spirited spunk. From being born into a middle-class but highly respected family in congested Buxi Bazar of Cuttack (her father, Kalindi Charan Panigrahi, was a celebrated writer) to being feted by Bollywood celebrities such as Raj Kapoor and Meena Kumari, Satpathy’s rollercoaster story was what qualifies to be a folktale worth retelling over and over again.
We need  to be thankful to Pallavi Rebbapragada and her publisher Simon Schuster for  reminding us of Satpathy. What Pallavi’s well-researched book Nandini  Satpathy: The Iron Lady of Orissa does is to save us from the shame of  letting the remarkable life story of an early icon slide into  oblivion. For someone who never met Satpathy and only got inspired to find  out more about her after reading an obituary that took an unnecessary dig at  her when she passed away in 2006, Pallavi has done a commendable job in  stitching together Satpathy’s story despite missing the intimate details that  one normally expects from a biography.
Satpathy  lived a rather lonely life when her days of glory were over. She still shone as  an author, and her translation of Taslima Nasreen’s Lajja in Odia was a  bestseller, sold in thousands, and got her accolades. But she never regained  her glory. She continued as a legislator in the Odisha assembly till she called  it quits. But politics and newer political rivals such as Janaki Ballabh  Patnaik got the better of her and ensured she stayed on the sidelines.
Pallavi’s  narration, at places, suffers from unevenness. At times, while detailing what  happened to Satpathy in the 1960s or 1970s, she harks back to events that  unfolded in the 1950s or in the 1980s, before getting back to her original subject,  that is Satpathy. She uncovers a lot of Odisha politics and its history in the  process, but the constant back-and-forth compromises greatly on the raciness of  a book about a remarkable figure. Sloppy editing has been a bane, too.  Devaraj Urs of Karnataka never became the prime minister as the book suggests.  The plural of aircraft is aircraft and never aircrafts. The book has also  tripped in the usage of defuse versus diffuse.
Her rise and rise, and mighty  fall
But the  nitpicking apart, the biography brings alive many facets of a bygone era that  we must not forget. Coming alive in the pages of the finely produced book are  many characters who helped shape the future of Odisha, spelt Orissa earlier.  Malati Devi, Rama Devi, Sarala Devi...the book is an essential primer for  anyone interested in Odisha politics and its evolution. Pallavi’s brave effort  uncovers many facets of the times and surroundings Satpathy inhabited.
Her own  uncle, Bhagirathi Charan Panigrahi, was a Communist who died in British jail  when he was just 32 years old, possibly due to custodial torture. And while her  close relative died during incarceration, Satpathy as the I&B minister,  helped free Bangladesh by helping set up a radio station that espoused the  cause of Bangladesh during its liberation struggle in 1971. Not many of us  remember that Satpathy was the force behind the radio station that  surreptitiously transmitted below the radar of global scrutiny from an address  in Ballygunge of the then Calcutta.
Page  after page of this Satpathy book holds many such hidden gems, including when  Satpathy travelled to Paris for a photo shoot so as to be featured in Vogue.  The book also details her rise and rise — from a Rajya Sabha MP to Indira  Gandhi’s trusted confidante who, after serving the Union cabinet, became the Odisha  chief minister before her mighty fall during the Emergency for not  wholeheartedly supporting its stringent measures. She never recovered from  that.
Though not complete, Nandini Satpathy: The Iron Lady of Orissa fills important gaps in Odisha’s political and social history. There still remains a lot to be covered in the captivating life of the lady who had few parallels. Yet, we need to be grateful to the author for reminding us of Satpathy — a personality par excellence. As a politician who displayed motherly instincts and a creatively sensitive side in equal measure, Satpathy shone like no one else even after the spotlight deserted her. She shines brightly in our hearts — the many who had the good fortune to know her and share a slice of her joys, sorrows, struggles and successes.

