Went with Sis and Bro-in-law yesterday, to Chowdaiah Memorial, to watch a play titled "Kharashein" , which is a recital of Gulzaar's poems and enactment of few select short stories. I wonder whether it was insensitive of us; or whether we aren't 'cultured' enough; but, both Akka and I found most of the play highly pretentious!! The in-your-face poignant recital of poetry, the low voice, the semi-breathless way of speech, the sudden raised voices - reminded us of the arty guy in the movie Luck by Chance !! While Akka with her 'Thriller' reminiscences had me in splits during the poem 'Kabristan hai yeh, yahan aahista chalo' ; lines like 'Sir pe uga hua Cactus" had us stuffing our fists in our mouth to stop laughing.
The small enactments were good; especially the one where two scared people meet in a dumpster during communal riots, each trying to stay alive and escape being killed by the mad mob or the crazier police. The way a friendship springs up, surpassing boundaries of religion; the way each recognises the other as a fellow human, with family and friends - the utter futility of communalism was brought out beautifully and subtly. Was indeed touching.
Guess I am not that "Arty-farty" as my cousin put it. Poems might be beautiful to read, and one might appreciate them a lot, especially if one's in the right mood. But poem recitals - over dramatic ones at that - are not my cup of tea. I prefer my drama to be a ROTFL comedy or an enactment that brings out the message through the play, than screaming it out loud and throwing it in your face all the time.
Anyway, an interesting and unique experience! Though, pretty sure, would not want to undergo it again!
The small enactments were good; especially the one where two scared people meet in a dumpster during communal riots, each trying to stay alive and escape being killed by the mad mob or the crazier police. The way a friendship springs up, surpassing boundaries of religion; the way each recognises the other as a fellow human, with family and friends - the utter futility of communalism was brought out beautifully and subtly. Was indeed touching.
Guess I am not that "Arty-farty" as my cousin put it. Poems might be beautiful to read, and one might appreciate them a lot, especially if one's in the right mood. But poem recitals - over dramatic ones at that - are not my cup of tea. I prefer my drama to be a ROTFL comedy or an enactment that brings out the message through the play, than screaming it out loud and throwing it in your face all the time.
Anyway, an interesting and unique experience! Though, pretty sure, would not want to undergo it again!
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