“The Editor Who Wrote the Plot — and Quietly Scripted My Beginning.”

Saraswati’s Evening Lamp — and the Secret Apprenticeship of a Nephew

When my uncle, Nishith Roy, took over the editorship of Saraswati in the late 1970s, he inherited not merely a magazine but a century of expectation. Founded in Allahabad in 1900, Saraswati had shaped modern Hindi literature. By the time he assumed charge, however, the literary climate had changed. The glory years were past; finances were strained; readership patterns were shifting.

Yet he did not treat it as a fading relic. He treated it as a living responsibility.

He believed that even in twilight, a lamp must burn steadily.

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The Administrator Who Observed Humanity

Before he was an editor, he was a Deputy Magistrate — a role that exposed him daily to the theatre of human nature.

He encountered:

• Land disputes older than the litigants themselves
• Respectable men who lied politely
• Petty criminals who philosophised
• Shady characters who mistook cunning for intelligence

These encounters did not remain confined to government files. They quietly transformed into literature.

The celebrated series “Dipti ki Chitthi” became one of the distinctive features of his tenure. Structured as letters, it carried administrative realism wrapped in personal reflection. Through Dipti’s voice, readers glimpsed the loneliness of authority, the ethical dilemmas of governance, and the subtle humour that emerges when power meets absurdity.

The letters were neither sensational nor sentimental. They were observant. Balanced. Humane.

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The Detective Before the Editor

4 Lowther Road, Allahabad 

Even before taking the reins of Saraswati, my uncle had been writing detective fiction.

His sleuth, Man Singh, was unmistakably inspired by the intellectual sobriety of Byomkesh Bakshi — analytical, restrained, psychologically perceptive. Yet the structure of the plots bore the elegance of Agatha Christie: carefully placed clues, closed circles of suspects, and climactic revelations grounded in logic.

And where did this cerebral detective operate from?

Our ancestral house —
4, Lowther Road, Allahabad.

The quiet colonial bungalow became fictional headquarters. Verandahs turned into planning chambers; drawing rooms hosted interrogations. Alongside Man Singh stood Dhunayee, his loyal assistant — practical, grounded, occasionally bemused but essential to the detective’s success.

For us, the boundary between fiction and domestic life blurred delightfully. One half expected a mysterious visitor to knock at odd hours.

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The Literary Ambush

Then came the episode that, in hindsight, feels like both mischief and mentorship.

After 1978, a few articles appeared in Saraswati under my name.

The minor technical issue was that I had not written them.

He had.

When I raised a hesitant objection, he brushed it aside with the composure of a magistrate dismissing a weak appeal. His logic seemed unassailable:
Now that your name has appeared in print, you must grow worthy of it.

It was the most elegant literary trap I have ever encountered.

Looking back, I realize he was not misusing my name; he was investing in it. Once one’s name is in a serious literary journal, one feels accountable. That quiet pressure perhaps nudged me toward eventually writing my own books.

If I became an author, the seed may well have been planted by that playful forgery.

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From Bench to Bar — The Strategist Revealed

In 2002, he spent a month with us in Bhopal. Those evenings became informal seminars. It was then that he narrated another remarkable chapter of his life.

After resigning from judicial service, he had practiced as a lawyer in the Allahabad High Court.

In one significant case, his opponent was the formidable Siddharth Shankar Roy — distinguished lawyer and statesman, known for his command over argument.

My uncle described how he had patiently constructed his reasoning, leading the argument step by step into a position from which retreat required concession. It was not aggression; it was architecture.

After the exchange, Siddharth Shankar Roy reportedly remarked in lighter vein:

“You must be a Bengali to trap me like that.”

He narrated this not with pride, but with a soft, amused smile.

It was the same smile, I suspect, with which he had once placed my name beneath his articles.

Strategy, in his hands, was always subtle.

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The Editor as Custodian

During his stewardship, Saraswati may not have regained its former circulation, but it retained dignity. He resisted dilution. He upheld literary seriousness. He infused the magazine with realism, intellectual detective fiction, and reflective prose.

When the magazine eventually ceased publication in 1980 due to financial difficulties, it did so with grace, not surrender.

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A Legacy Beyond Pages

Looking back, I see a remarkable continuity:

• As Deputy Magistrate, he understood human motives.
• As Lawyer, he mastered argument.
• As Writer, he shaped narrative.
• As Editor, he protected tradition.
• As Uncle, he engineered my reluctant initiation into authorship.

Some legacies are measured in awards or circulation figures. His was measured in influence — quiet, steady, transformative.

And somewhere, in memory, I still see 4, Lowther Road:
Man Singh thinking deeply, Dhunayee waiting attentively, Dipti’s next letter arriving — and my uncle, pen in hand, smiling at yet another carefully constructed plot.

In preserving Saraswati during its twilight, he ensured that its final glow was neither dim nor desperate.

It was dignified.
Like the man himself.

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A Note on Saraswati Magazine

Saraswati was the first significant modern Hindi literary monthly, launched in January 1900 from Allahabad (now Prayagraj) by the Indian Press under Chintamani Ghosh. It soon became the most influential Hindi journal of the early twentieth century.

Its golden period began under the editorship of Mahavir Prasad Dwivedi (1903–1920), a phase often referred to as the Dwivedi Yug in Hindi literature. During this era, Saraswati played a decisive role in standardizing Khari Boli Hindi prose, promoting literary discipline, and encouraging socially conscious writing.

Many of the most celebrated Hindi writers either contributed to or were nurtured by Saraswati, including:

Maithili Sharan Gupt

Premchand

Suryakant Tripathi ‘Nirala’

Jaishankar Prasad

Mahadevi Verma

Ramdhari Singh ‘Dinkar’

Subhadra Kumari Chauhan

Through poetry, essays, fiction, and literary criticism, Saraswati shaped modern Hindi literature and became a cultural institution rather than merely a magazine. Its influence extended beyond literature into social reform, nationalism, and linguistic development.

For decades, to be published in Saraswati was not merely an achievement — it was a recognition of literary legitimacy.