इंसानियत

In memory of Indian soldiers beheaded by a coward and inhuman Pakistani army, and a salute to those who rise above tragedies to help humanity.

नफरत और बर्बरता से परे
है ये भी एक जहान
प्रेम के फरिश्तों नें
इंसानियत के मरहम से
उजड़े ख्वाबों को सींचा है जहाँ!

(c) Anita Desai May 2017

http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/shimla/himachal-ias-ips-couple-to-adopt-martyrs-daughter/articleshow/58525706.cms

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Review: Writers’ Bloc Showcase – A specially curated season of original plays by Indian playwrights from Writers’ Bloc.

Theater enthusiasts of Hyderabad witnessed readings of two exceptional plays at the British Council Library in Jubilee Hills on 21st and 22nd January 2017. As part of the Writers’ Bloc Showcase, a specially curated season of original plays by Indian Playwrights from Writers’ Bloc, Farhad Sorabjee and Annie Zaidi presented readings of their plays.

‘Hard Places’, written by Farhad Sorabjee and Directed by Nadir Khan, was a staged, sit-down reading in entirety with brilliant dialogue, expressions and sound effects. Nadir Khan and Faezeh Jalali as siblings, Shernaz Patel as the mother were eloquent and expressive that brought out the chemistry between their characters. The interplay of conversations and emotions between siblings, and mother & children was far-reaching. Farhad’s narrative interventions were interesting and added to the mood of the play.

For a play that first premiered in 2004 in Mumbai and presented multiple times across theaters in India and abroad, the script and narration were gripping and fresh. After 80 minutes of uninterrupted narration, the Playwright and the cast engaged in a q&a round with a much enthralled audience.

I was intrigued by the inclusion of expletives in a staged play and did not hesitate to question the playwright. It was in place to reflect aggression in the character, or so I was told. Not that I objected or had any reservations about the use of those words, I was more interested in understanding the mood of playwright at the time of scripting. On being asked, “if you were to write the play today, would you change anything in the script”, Farhad said, “No. And anyway, the play is already out there and presented several times, so…”

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The actors of ‘Jaal’ (Pic source Vinay Varma)

‘Jaal’, written by Annie Zaidi, Journalist & Author, Directed by acclaimed actor/director, Vinay Varma. The core theme of the play being ‘Displacement for Development’, the story is set in a fishing village called Mohagaon. The villagers are up-in-arms with the governing authorities over the construction of a dam on the river in their village, which serves as a major source of their livelihood.

Annie’s writing has depth and that comes from her empathy for rural population and their critical issues. When asked about its (the Play) impact, Annie said, “The authorities know the issues. The play was written so to reach the urban masses. Dams are built to benefit urban population and deeply impacts the livelihood of rural population.”

Well, for me the impact was huge as I was instantly reminded of the turbulent times of Narmada Bachao Andolan and Medha Patkar’s agitations for the inhabitants along the river.

Though, Jaal too was a staged reading with constricted space for movement, the cast of Sutradhar Theater Group gave an outstanding performance. With each character, I could visualize a Chacha, Mama, Kaaki, Gopal or Sangeeta in some distant village, struggling with myriad emotions. My personal favorite of the evening was Prathyusha Madapathi in the pivotal role of Jharna, the fisher woman and romantic interest of the lead protagonist, Gopal. Prathyusha delivered a stellar performance. She lived the character with her costume, diction, expressions, body language and rustic mannerisms.

The Direction of the play was impressive with an eye-for-detail. The pace was steady and engrossing. I had heard a lot about Mr. Vinay Varma from common friends, Director of Sutradhar Casting Agency, but what better way to be introduced than watching him in action.

The theater elite of the city was present in the audience and differed in their opinion pertaining to ‘reading’ of Jaal. Some found it distracting and felt it took away from the play. On the contrary, I felt the actors did a marvelous job and never once floundered; enacting and emoting while reading from a bound script. An aberration perhaps, from the set standards of the theater world.

Efficient management of logistics was by British Council in collaboration with Eventbrite, an events information portal.

Hyderabad is not just about Biryani & Haleem, nor does its magnificence end at the thresholds of Charminar. The twin cities have a rich history seeped in glorious theater & performing arts, and the writers & poets guilds as well, that offer a fantastic communion of art & culture.

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Echo

(A short poem dedicated to Mr. Anshu Gupta of GOONJ. The Poem ‘Echo’ was awarded first place at the World Union of Poets – Telangana on 15th August 2016)

 

In the lull of the bewitching hour

a shadow veiled

like a Santa coeval

moves swift and spry

bearing salve of humanity.

The Samaritan apperceives

wealth & treasures a trivia

rallies & hollow speech a farce

for all a pauperized seeks

is a garb, a gulp & a morsel.

As the waters retreat

earth fall perch & fires ebb

the Knight comes a galloping

wagons of provender in tow

& resonating hooves of hope.

Seraph of the maidens

shielding their honor

for it is not just a piece of cloth

banishing the obsolete

his bugle of war echoes.

(c) Anita Desai August 2016

 

Rains

Clouds thunder & showers

Dot my sky

Rains drizzle

Then halt, and ponder

Glabrous terra, Lakes athirst

Ebbing brooks

Yet the soil moist

Who concours its deluge

They wonder

Behold!

A solitary mortal

Whose tears flood the plains

Praying hands

Beseeching eyes

Cries of atonement

Rent the air

For it is him, and

His like that pillaged

The terrene

Clouds thunder & showers

Dot my sky

& mull, To absolve bless or

Let it suffer in dearth

Razed cliffs, Beheaded stumps

A lull in buzz n chirps

Bleak contours of the sphere

Harden their will to abjure

Its thunder

No more a promise of lush, but

A cry of bereavement.

(c) Anita Desai May 2016.

Brahmin

They were learned
high born & pure.
The path they tread is holy
so was the decree.
Howbeit their abode
barren & devoid.

As a sacred soul mourned
the depraved mocked.
He embraced
They disgraced.
He loved, cared, cherished
they jabbed, jeered & spurned.
He labored, fostered, nourished
But its grains they shunned.
He nursed the enfeebled
Where your blossoms pricked.
It was more his

What you claim yours.

A finger was raised at thee

but three to thyself.

Behold its fair heart

against your murky white rind.

For it is he, the benignant sage

to be revered by all.

(c) Anita Desai September 2016

Responsible Journalism First. Politics Later.

The title of Rajdeep Sardesai’s video post on Saddahaq.com was beckoning. “Water First. Then Bharat Mata.” Finally, someone was talking about water scarcity. Alas! My enthusiasm was short lived. The video was yet another slugfest aimed at the Government of India. In the four minute video, all Rajdeep did was speak emotionally about how the politicians are seeking political mileage at various platforms or enforcing ‘Bharat Mata ki Jai’ on the citizens instead of focusing on key issues like water scarcity plaguing Maharashtra.

READ FULL ARTICLE AT:

https://www.saddahaq.com/responsible-journalism-first-politics-later

जनाज़ा रिश्तों का (c) Dec 2016

मौत का सन्नाटा है

देखो, रिश्तों का जनाज़ा है

ना कोई शोर ना बिलखना

फूल है ना कोई चादर

है तो बस, ज़हर भरे नंगे रिश्ते

और रंजिशों के घने साये

कब्रिस्तान की पुरानी रूहें भी कांप उंठी

काले आसमाँ के अंधेरों से

और चीखते बादलों से

लाशें हैं जल रहीं

धुएं की कालिख उड़ रही

मगर चिंगारियां हैं गूंगी

काठ चरमराते नहीं

पर गर्म राख़ बिखर रही

मौत का सन्नाटा है

देखो, रिश्तों का जनाज़ा है.

(c) Anita Desai. Dec 2016