Urdu literature has never been defined best than in the
words of famous writers Sadat Hasan Manto and Ismat Chughtai. Both these
legends, these maestros’s of Urdu world have been adequately touched upon by
Naseeruddin Shah’s Theatre group Motely. Specifically Ismat Chughtai hai has
been glorified in this popular performance ‘Ismat Aapa Ke Naam’ featuring three
stories of Ismat Chugtai narrated and dramatized by Naseeruddin Shah, Ratna
Pathak Shah and Heeba Shah. Ismat Aapa Ke Naam is one of the best works
presented by Motely Theatre group which gives a tribute to Ismat Chughtai and
introduces the young minds to the best of literature in its pure form.
The performance initiates with Heeba Shah recounted a short
story called ‘Chue Mue’ or the Touch Me Not plant by Ismat Chughtai. The story
relates the tale of a lady who got married into rich household. She is as
dedicate as a 'Touch Me Not' shrub. It seems that she is all pampered and
bestowed to be a rich household’s bride. However, the fact that she cannot bear
a child snatches her security of a husband as he goes on to marry another
woman. This is put in contrast with a scene of a poor woman who deliver her baby
herself in a train and cuts the umbilical cord with a nail cutter’s knife. This
is witnessed and narrated in a small girls first person’s perspective who
herself in tied up in the knots of traditions and stereotypes.
The second tale is of a wedding that was never accomplished
for its purpose in that era. It is known as ‘Mughal Bachha’ or also
as ‘Ghunghat’– ‘The Veil’ which was never raised. A beautiful lady, a girl
married at the age of 12 or 13 remains barren and unhappy all her life as she couldn't succeed in one task of her life
– marriage and conceiving. All this
happens over silly attitudes and self-esteem of a man. Ant the stringent traditions of a society that could neither favor or rebuke a different kind of marriage that the couple could create. Mughal baccha fees away on the night of his wedding after being denied an unveiling of the 'Ghunghat' by his wife. In arrogance, he leaves to cherish other women and never to return until death chooses to bring him back in his last stage of life. Even then, he is stuck to his ego like a magnet and dies without having seen the face of his fairest wife. The story brings out the unspoken
sorrow of an unfortunate girl who to her death never saw the face of joy. It is
a tragic wonder as to how she could have answered the (sexual) call of her body
all her life. This was brilliantly put forward by Ratna Pathak Shah who in a
fantastic way related the tail. So did Heeba Shah. It was as though they had
absorbed the character of the stories with trivial of efforts.
The final story was more of an added layer to the most brilliant theatrical encounter. Nasseruddin Shah in his turn related a wonderful, comical and satirical tale of
love, lust, laws and jealousy. A free bird of love comes to serve at Mirza’s house and serves him with hospitality and love only in return for a little respect and
a something more. She gets that, her wings are chipped for a while with the
word ‘Nikha’ meaning marriage but then she is freed once again only to return to the soft heart and gullible Mirza. And goes on the hilarious game of love and lust and jealousy.
Words are too less to describe the beauty of ‘Ismat Aapa Ke
Naam’. Nor did I do the injustice of letting too much out through them. The
performance uses a lot of actions, enacting, and implements unimaginable kind
of comedy rising from forgotten past. It is absolutely amusing to see Motley on
Stage casting an ancient spell. The set
uses a huge king sized bed, chairs and lamps a midst the tales unfold them
self. They are beautifully supported by the lights and sounds. Of course the
Shah family is seen at their best in this blend of narrations. All of them do a
brilliant job at bringing alive the quintessential task of storytelling without
as much as change a word in them. ‘Ismat Aapa Ke Naam’ is a must watch for the
theatre lover. Motley certainly brings you theatre at its best.





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