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Saturday, December 26, 2015

A Conversation With The Moon

Beneath the silver glow of a winter night

Behind a wooden windowpane carved with memories

Sits with a pen in his hand, the master

Looking at his beloved muse, the stained moon.

The years gone by have wrinkled his skin

Yet the love is as young as it was at twenty

Like the moon, it is timeless, ageless

Such is Gulzar’s love for his beloved moon.

He stretches out his palm towards her

Caressing the beams that tickle his hand

Then smiles and whispers in a soft voice

“Tell me, what shall I write tonight?”

Shall I write about your imperfections

That make you all the more dear to me?

Or shall I describe the distant lands

Where you shine the same light, equally?

Tell me, shall I pen down how you heal

Broken hearts looking for a hand to hold?

Or shall I tell the world how you guide

Refugees on journeys with no destinations?

Someday, one day, I'll write about all this

And much more, I promise you my dear

But tonight, I will just sit here and look at you

For you'll be gone in the morning-dying another death
To allow me to see the light of the sun
Leaving behind an absence, a void, a longing, a wait
And all I'll have is the warmth that I feel in your afterglow.

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Lessons of Love and Co-Existence Learnt from Bajirao Mastani

WHY THE HISTORICAL NARRATIVE OF BAJIRAO MASTANI IS MORE RELEVANT THAN EVER TODAY

There are movies that preach and there are movies that entertain. Then there's Bajirao Mastani that does both, leaving the theatre buzzing with claps and muffled sniffs in equal measure. No doubt, the movie has singled out and dramatised certain aspects of the Maratha warrior's life and its historical accuracy will always be a subject of debate. However, the issues it touches upon and makes us think about are spot on.

Very rarely do we come across a historical narrative that feels like it was written for today. It is more than just the heroic saga of the legendary general Bajirao. The movie, a labour of Sanjay Leela Bhansali’s love and vision, is a celebration of the love that transcended religious barriers and broke away from orthodox notions.

It is much more than a tragic tale of unrequited love. It is as much about Mastani, brave enough to amalgamate two religions, yet never let them define her identity. It is as much about Kashibai, Bajirao’s first wife and the decisions she made, coming out of the shadow of her husband. But more than these individual characters, it is about ideas that remain relevant in every age - that of love, coexistence and peace.

At a time when history is being distorted and communalised, with kings and their actions being related to their religious identities, it is no surprise that the movie will offend some, especially those who have celebrated the Maratha empire as an opposition to ‘foreign Islamic rule’.

Bajirao, who played a key role in expansion of the Maratha empire and has long been celebrated as the protector of the Hindus, fell in love with a half Muslim. At a point in the movie, when asked how can a fighter who slays Muslim kings fall in love with one of “them”, he replies that his enmity and battles are against particular kings for power, not the religion. When the Brahmans in the empire get offended and refuse to accept the child of Bajirao and Mastani (who Mastani named Krishna), he quite simply changed it to Samsher Bahadur. He made it abundantly clear that the grandeur of the Maratha empire or the battle against the Mughals and Nizams wouldn't be weakened by the cross-religion love.

Mastani, born to Bundela Rajput clan Maharaja Chhatrasal and his Muslim wife Ruhaani Bai, was one who doesn't hesitate to do namaz and name her son Krishna, is both gritty and defiant in her approach to secularism. She questions the association of certain colours with specific religions and celebrates Eid and Brahmanic festivals with equal fervour.

The movie also questions the hypocrisy of notions of purity and “prashyachit” or atoning for your religious sins. Bajirao questions whether taking a half Muslim as a wife was a greater sin than the actions of those who kill in the name of religion. He attacked the notion of defending one's “own people” even if they were on the wrong side.

It is a coincidence (or maybe not) that the story of Bajirao Mastani has been told at a time when issues of “love jihad” and ‘honour killing’ dominate discussions. And no, we cannot get away by saying that “religion has nothing to do with it” anymore. If 300 years ago, Bajirao, despite his power and heroic prowess, could be made to face resistance by his own family and Brahmanic nobles of the empire and eventually give up the position of Peshwa, it is anybody’s guess what is the fate of cross-religious love in present times. While the Mastanis of today may not be chained and tortured, instances of honour killing continue to raise questions-will love ever really be allowed to transcend religious barriers?

As an audience watching this period movie today, either we can spend time in questioning its historical accuracy or sit back, and think about the chaos that surrounds us today.