Sunday, October 30, 2016

When A Loved One Has A Different Mind

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                                              When A Loved One Has A Different Mind

‘Life Flows On’, a feature film dedicated to Global Dementia Challenge and Elderly Care, deals with lives of three dementia patients. Much of the film is shot in Mussorie (Uttarakhand) and it stars Indian actors Tom Alter, Satyabrat Rout, Ganjendra Verma, British actor Allegra Dunn, Norwegian actor Astri Ghosh and French actor Michael Dieter. Directed by Vishaal Nityanand, the film had its world premiere at the Jagran Film Festival in Mumbai earlier this month. It is now being screened at 27 cinema halls across the country.

Besides the delicate issue that the film highlights, it’s Astri Ghosh’s role in the film that caught my attention. Astri is a writer/translator based in Goa. Her Indo-Norwegian background makes her a versatile global citizen. She has translated/written over 15 books as an outcome of her extensive work at the Henrik Ibsen Study Centre at Oslo University, language-teaching assignments at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Norway and translations of eminent Urdu/Hindi/ Norwegian texts. She also curates the annual Jazz Festival in Delhi, led by Soli Sorabjee. Lately, she has turned to acting, and her repertoire has expanded to include meaningful cinema, the kind we are talking about here. The role in the film was both creative and emotionally painful for Astri whose mother was an Alzheimer’s patient. She says that most of the other actors also had personal stories linked to dementia.

The film evocatively portrays the psychological and emotional journey of Emma (Allegra Dunn) whose mother (Astri Ghosh) is progressively degenerating, with the onset of Alzheimer’s disease, after the death of her husband (Tom Alter). The latter appears in a few initial scenes as an environmentalist working in Mussorie. It is after his passing away and the worsening condition of the mother that Emma tries to find a support system at the health services in her town. The complete absence of any facility except diagnosis compels her to head to Delhi, where the doctor (Satyabrat Rout) offers counselling. There is nothing much he can do other than delineate coping mechanisms, progress of the disease and some prescriptions. In the background, a nameless, homeless lunatic (Ganjendra Verma) affected by dementia is shown walking the streets in front of Emma’s house. He is ridiculed and called a madman and one day a lorry picks him up against all his struggles and stows him away to a distant landfill, so that nobody may feel bothered and stressed by his presence. Days later, he is found dead and frozen on a rubbish heap. Simultaneously, Emma’s multiple trips culminate in a no-show as the doctor who was treating her mother has become a dementia patient himself.

In his interviews, the film maker Vishal. N said that his aim was to draw attention to the deplorable infrastructure and support system for the terminally-ill and elderly in India. If the well-to-do in India have no access to dignified medical structure, what of the man on the street? They are left to die like animals. A comparison with the western world then surfaces in the thought process. Yes, there is no doubt that they have a much better support system in place and the weak and differently-challenged people lead a more dignified life. Their emotional needs of companionship with others of their ilk, participation in weekly stimulating activities, and care facilities ensure that they lead more satisfactory lives. The question then arises - with philosophy of spirituality and dharma in India and other countries in the East, why do the old and disabled lead such miserable undignified lives?
After a long meditation, yours truly has arrived at a hypothesis. It’s the karma philosophy – the cause and effect principle – the bedrock of the collective Indian consciousness that makes people treat the widows, disabled and diseased, in the most abhorrent manner. The fact that these so-called unfortunate people have got what they deserved, a divine nemesis, makes others around them shameful and belittled to own them. “These people are cursed and suffering is their destiny” - is the most pernicious paradigm that people in the third world live with. Every deplorable condition and facility (or lack of it) then originates from this mentality. People shrug their shoulders and wash themselves of every guilt and shame in the book of mankind with the quality of ‘PITY’. The follow-up action then can only be charity.

On similar lines, a recently published book ‘The Book of Light’ edited by Jerry Pinto is a compilation of true stories of people who live with differently-challenged relatives. The narrative abounds with accounts of hard struggles with loved-ones of a different mind. The book came about as a follow-up exercise from Jerry’s book ‘Em and the Big Hoom’ (a personal story about his mother who had bipolar disorder). Can we say that the plight of these numerous families would be a different story if the society as a whole thought differently?

Michael Foucault’s thesis which resulted in his book ‘Madness and Civilization - History of insanity in the age of reason’ highlights the control of power structures in societies. Religion, the state and societal control make living a jail, where people are constantly monitored based on beliefs and constructs. Madness and so-called lunacy have, therefore, been viewed through various societal belief–systems in different periods of history.

The book outlines that madness was a part of neighborhoods in the medieval age. Lunatics roamed the streets and people enjoyed light empathetic moments with them and also vested them with some divine epiphanies. At the turn of the 17th century, tales of darkness, evil, witches, visitations by demons drove fear into the minds of the so-called fortunate and able people and they drove the mad (delirious, delusional, depressed, violent) off their streets.  They confined them or put them into ships (ship of fools) which endlessly sailed the waterways around lands, till the mad died locked in underwater cabins in the ships.

With the dawn of modernism was born an umbrella terminology ‘mental case’ for every differently-abled mind. The state put in place asylums, psychiatric wards, cabinets of medicines, team of doctors and research students to monitor the so-called ill. Foucault terms this arrangement as another form of imprisonment from the prison to a psychiatric ward. At the end of his book, he brings in the idea of ‘art and madness.’ Van Gogh, Antonin Artaud, Gerard de Nerval are examples of mad artists who created praiseworthy artistic works. His central argument rests on the idea that modern medicine and psychiatry fail to listen to the voice of unreason and the mad. Neither medicine nor psycho-analysis offers a chance of understanding unreason. To do this, we need to look to the work of "mad" authors such as Nietzsche, Nerval and Artaud. Unreason exists below the surface of modern society, only occasionally breaking through in such works. 


Ship of fools, confinement, pariah treatment, psychiatric wards, indifference, hatred, fear, neglect and shame are not the answer. These societal perceptions only worsen the situation. The story of madness exists, in some form, in every household. The solution, maybe, lies in answering the question – “How do you define normal?” A well-reasoned and holistic treatment of the subject will restore the dignity of the differently-abled people. 

Sunday, October 23, 2016

An Accountant Film Review

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Sunday, October 16, 2016

Theatre Buffet

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Theatre Buffet

I was booked again and now I have to tell you how. This time it was a series of four plays. The plays were performed within an hour and a half.  10-minute plays, a theatre phenomenon which has taken the world by storm, has arrived in Goa.  

Very-short-plays are being performed by ‘Peas & Carrot Theatre Co.’, which was founded by Kyla D’ Souza in 2013. Their debut play ‘Sure Thing ‘, by the maestro of the short form - David Ive, ushered  high octane fun earlier this year. Kyla trained at ‘Lee Strasberg Theatre & Film Institute’, New York.  Her co-director, Tavish Bhattacharya, is from ‘Dramanon’ (Dramatist Anonymous), which was touted by India Today as one of the emerging young English theatre troupes in India, with drama chapters in Manipal, Bangalore and Hyderabad.

The genre of very short plays began as a quirky exercise in ‘Polaroid playwriting’ and had a debut in the Actors Theatre of Louisville’s 1977 Humana Festival of New American Plays.  What began as an experiment, opened a wild playfield of possibilities in the theatrical world and has since been taken up by prominent playwrights of modern theatre like David Mamet, Tony Kushner, August Wilson and others.  The time limit imposed by the form has enhanced the power of the genre. The structure of the play is tight, and as a result of this restraint, the impact is strong and explosive. Actors are impelled to showcase their talent and versatility, as if in a cameo, to take away the laurels. A popular anthology of 10-minute plays describes the genre this way: “A ten-minute play is a streak of theatrical lightning. It doesn't last long, but its power can stand your hair on end.”

The short form has morphed and appeared as an exciting format in literature, theatre, films and sports. TTT – Terribly Tiny Tales are doing the rounds on twitter and the short story has seen the light of day after a long period of hibernation.  Ever-shifting attention spans of the modern populace has propelled creativity in newer directions, giving birth to varied genres within the existing structures of the long form. 10-minute tales, plays, films and games are not a passing fad any longer. They are here to stay considering the high popularity that they have garnered from global audiences.

Therefore, last week in Mondovi Hall, ICG we were treated to a broad spectrum of theatre titled ‘Officially Speaking’. The plays mirrored contemporary office settings with heavy emphasis on sexual activity on and off office hours.  The four short plays showcased were: ‘The Business Lunch’ by Sean Slater, ‘The DMV One’ by Nick Zagone and ‘Fate’s Steady Hands’ & ‘Photocopy Love’ by Alex Broun.  Max Fernandes, who has appeared in some videos by the Indian comedy group ‘All India Bhakchod’, added a good punch with his acting skills.  Moksha Kumar debuted with a spicy affair in the last play. The stalwarts Kyla and Tavish both acted and directed the plays.

‘The Buisness Lunch’ is about a young businessman who is approached by his boss for a new pet project. He becomes educated in everything from buffalo sandwiches to bean bag chairs. The underlying message is that the boss is always right and a newbie must temper his own ideas and actions to his boss’s requirements. The contrasting high boom of the boss and the weak, timid voice of the employee encompass the entire sequence. The web byte that the playwright was raised by deer in real life in the Californian backwoods heightened the office drama in my mind during the play.
In ‘The DMV One’, the three unnamed characters are played by Kyla, Tavish and Moksha. The play proves that not every visit to the DMV is dull and boring. To liven up mundane bureaucratic procedures about filling forms and furnishing proofs for everything, the office goers have devised their own fun and sexual play to relieve the tedium.

‘Fate’s Steady Hands’ and ‘Photocopy Love’ by Alex Broun are sexual comedies again – out and out laugh riots. Alex is an award-winning Australian writer whose 10-minute plays have been performed the most in the world. Often referred to as the ‘Shakespeare of short plays’, Alex has had over 100 different ten-minute plays produced in over 1500 productions worldwide. His plays have been produced in theatres, universities, schools, colleges and community groups all over the globe. His most popular short play ‘10,000 cigarettes’ has had over 200 productions across the globe including 35 states of USA.  His site sells 10-Minute scripts on the web. Anybody can download his play for a fixed fee and perform it within 12 months of the download in any part of the world. He also conducts workshops on writing of short plays. ‘The Short and Sweet’ theatre festival in Dubai and other cities is his runaway success idea. For more information, visit www.alexbroun.com.


I look forward to many more productions in the future by the lively troupe ‘Peas & Carrots’. They also organize theatre workshops and would be ideal for any budding theatre-lover. Follow them on Facebook to keep abreast with their upcoming shows.

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Travel Literature

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 Travel Literature

Jan Morris, the Welsh historian and travel-writer turned ninety on 2nd October this year. The greatest travel-writer of our times, her accounts are “a highly subjective, romantic, impressionistic picture, less of a city than of an experience.” Her stance is determined by two paradigms – E.M.Forster’s advice (who wrote about the Egyptian city of Alexandria), “one ought to wander around aimlessly.” The other she takes from the psalms; “grin like a dog and run about the city.”  

Her impressions about Venice, London, New York, Sydney, Bombay and many more places are less about facts and more about how the place feels like. For instance, in case of Sydney, she writes about its wistfulness. She felt that it comes across as macho and fun, but has a wistful quality about it.  It’s a feeling that grew within her when she spent some time there, thinking, breathing, nosing around the nooks and crannies of her surroundings. She says, “Yes. It’s a kind of yearning, a wistful quality. Often what I feel about the Australians themselves is that they resist it a bit because they don’t feel they ought to feel these sort of feelings. But they probably do, really, I think. It has something to do with the landscape.”

Venice remained the most beloved of her destinations, and she visited it again and again. “Streets full of water” (a saying by Robert Benchley), where you take a boat to supper, she writes about the vaporetto, “Except for the very latest vessels, the whole fleet has been successively modified, redesigned, rebuilt, re-engineered, so that each craft, like a great cathedral, is the product of generations of loving hands and skills – a steam-cock from one period, a funnel from another, a wheel-house from a third, all embellished and enhanced by some very fine early twentieth-century life-belts.” Reading this, a traveler would be inspired to visit Venice and experience these marvels, great cathedrals of craftsmanship.

In India, she encountered only kindness. A tolerance and a helpfulness. “An acceptance of differences”, she writes. A chaotic landscape where everything coexists - colour, noise, smells, temperaments; and yet there is a system in the anarchy. She went looking for remnants of the ‘British Raj,’ and she found that in abundance, the changes that the British brought on the landscape imbuing it with a hybrid culture.

The above account indicates that the best travel writers are not really writing about travel at all. They write a subjective account of the places they visit. They are recording the effects of places or events on their own psyche, rather than an objective relay-commentary of the place of visit. Another great writer who comes to mind at this juncture is Ryszard Kapuscinski.

Ryszard was proclaimed the “Journalist of the century” by the Polish Government in 1999. They say, he took journalism into literature, based on his literary reportage. His writing, with its rhythms and imagery, was that of a fine novelist. He, in turn, regarded his achievements as inspired by the travel records of the first ‘globist’ and travel-writer, Herodotus, who lived in the fifth century BC and wrote about the Greco-Persian wars.

Ryszard graduated at the time when Stalin’s terror reign had far reaching effects in the Soviet-occupied Poland. He was immediately inflicted with the desire to ‘cross the border’. His first assignment landed him in India, his maiden encounter with otherness. He regarded it as a great lesson in humility. He realised that a culture does not reveal its mysteries, unless you are well-versed in its “language”- the harbinger of its culture and essence. He writes, “I was greatly intrigued by the ritual of small boys - like Rabi (Tagore), who would wake up in the morning and accompany his father to the fields to watch the sunrise, singing the Upanishads.” He doubted whether he would ever comprehend a country in which children start the day singing verses of philosophy.

On sighting Rome from a plane, the first illuminated city in his life, he was dumbstruck. He describes the experience thus, “Below me the entire length and breadth of the blackness through which we were flying was now filled with light. It was an intense light, blinding, quivering and flickering. One had the impression of a liquid substance, like molten lava, glimmering, with a sparkling surface that pulsated with brightness, rising and falling, expanding and contracting. The entire luminous apparition was something alive, full of movement, vibration and energy.”


It is more real than fiction, but more genuine than mere fact. Travel pieces are about places and experiences which reach us through the consciousness of another human being - the alliance of knowledge and sensation, nature and intellect, sight and interpretation, instinct and logic.



Sunday, October 2, 2016

The Pleasure Project

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