Monday 4 January 2016

Siachen

KopyKats’ new production Siachen, written by Anwar Maqsood and directed by Dawar Mehmood.
 Anwer Maqsood’s previous plays showed the effect of politicians’ aspirations on Pakistan. ‘Siachen’ is a portrayal of the effect of Pakistan’s permanent military deployment to secure its borders since an incursion in 1984  on the soldiers stationed on earth’s highest and toughest battleground, 22,000 feet above sea level, where many soldiers have lost their lives due to both human combat and natural perils.

The play does not have a storyline; rather, it shows a day in the life of the soldiers stationed at the Siachen Glacier in one of the better times it has seen, when tensions and trigger-readiness are at ebb.

The play depicts their daily challenges and encounters: missing their family; coping with extreme isolation in extreme conditions; celebrating Eid; the palpable excitement when a new person brings a change of scene, especially when it is a woman; a soldier who wanders in from across the border, and the cross-border exchange of banter and fire. And of course, if it’s something to do with across the border then the excitement of cricket rivalry is also a must even, or perhaps especially, at Siachen.

The isolation is so intense that the soldiers orchestrate relationships and social interactions in their dreams to provide some form of human contact.


 Daily survival is a struggle – they have to requisition and then wait for the delivery of provisions and equipment, and then use them judiciously. Cigarettes are a precious commodity. There is no running hot water. Going to the toilet is a painful experience.  

When the soldiers recount their experiences candidly, we realise what we may see are photoshopped images of ground reality. With 30 years of literally hanging on the edge, every moment is a matter of life and death. When your camp is destroyed and you are next in the line of fire, you are left with only a prayer and love for your country. In a battle some survive and some don’t but all are ready to fight and sacrifice, though they would like to spare their mothers the agony of burying a child.

With this grim plot, only Anwar Maqsood’s special talent could make it a comedy. He injected his witty one-liners in this serious topic and made the audience laugh and cry at the same time. The choice of topic was a refreshing change.

The audience’s reaction was somewhat surprising though. In a moving scene when most of the Pakistani soldiers are shot in an ambush, the audience started clapping and cheering before the last salvo was fired. One would normally expect a moment of somber silence. One may find fault with some on-stage shouting, trite dialogues, slapstick, innuendo and the awkward excitement of the actors when a woman comes onstage, but since most of the crowd found it entertaining, perhaps it is needed to draw the crowds.  


KopyKat they have done their homework with the set design and characters. Radio set, gas cylinder, battery, water and food supplies, board games, prayer mats and a poster in the igloo make it a replica army camp. Live guns were used under the supervision of ISPR.  They gave empty shells for firing and also showed them how to use the guns convincingly and also safely. ISPR also helped them with their uniforms, props and set to get the real feel and look. The set remains the same throughout, and the change in act and scene (sometimes played offstage) is seamless.

To immerse the actors into the characters they play, the cast of ‘jawans’, ‘sobedar’, ‘cook’, and ‘captain’ was put under virtual house arrest in Islamabad for four long months. To feel the desperation of isolation, they had to live without their laptops and cellphones. They had to write letters to their family once a week, to understand its significance as the only means of communication. For this duration they were also under PMA training to build their physique, with a strict diet of boiled food, and grew out their hair and beards to look the part.

Then they spent another grueling 20 days in Siachen with the soldiers stationed there. They interacted with them and heard their stories, and got a real feel of the bunkers and the checkposts. Some of the cast who spoke the Pashtun dialect effortlessy did so partly because they are Pashtun. KopyKats tried to represent a bit of every culture and community in casting the soldiers.


A soldier who had served for three years at Siachen and who was present at the play lauded the efforts of the play to show the soldiers' story.
“ Though the extreme harshness of Siachen cannot be fully shown in a play, it does give a fair idea of the conditions there. It is so tough that even the toughest people melt there. It is more than frozen for more than 6 months of the year. Simple things like eating and drinking are a challenge. Often there is a lot of firing. The only one you have with you is Allah; He is the only one you can remember.” This was also a recurrent refrain in the play.

Siachen was shown at Islamabad and Lahore and will also show at Multan, Peshawar, and Faisalabad, the first time theatre will be taken out of the usual audience. With its patriotic theme it should be a good introductory play.  

Details of the play can be found at: https://www.facebook.com/events/439085026299678/






Thursday 31 December 2015

The Diary of a Diary-Keeper


  
One of my to-dos for 2016 is to sort my to-do lists of the past decade. Im going to go through my old diaries, see whats pending in there, make a Mother of All Lists, and then strike the tasks off the list as I tackle each chore with ruthless determination till none remain. Tomorrow I will go through the stacks of desk diaries and personal planners which I use to organize my work, home chores and leisure activities.

 



Its been at the back of my mind for a few years now, somewhere on the vague and obscure outer periphery of my minds mind, like an object one can see out of the corner of their eye, and now that I have finally written it down in my list of things to do, I will actually do it.

I know I have completed and achieved many, many tasks and targets, thanks to the daily lists reminding me to Just Do It. I cant believe I  used to pack in so much work and activity in one day. I must have been crazy at that time.   

There are some things I couldnt do because of lack of time, willpower or wherewithal. I still havent bought a stone-carved fountain for the garden. My trip to the moon is still pending.

Some things dont need to be done any more because they were time-bound and are no longer required. I dont need to return the DVD as the shop has shut down. I dont need to get a rattle for my daughter now because she turned 18 in November. That is one of the things I regret not managing to do.

Some things I dont need to do as times have changed and so have my tastes and needs. I dont need to fix the tear in my velvet stole because nobody wears velvet now.

And some things I havent done for so long that I should give myself an award for procrastination. This too I will do later.


                                                                  

  




My diaries have contact numbers of people and places I have forgotten; receipts, business cards and bills stored as bookmarks; recipes, menus and guest lists for dinners; memories in the form of old photographs, ticket stubs and hand-made cards; pictures of clothes and jewelry I liked, to show to my designers for referral; work plans and notes; interviews and travel notes for newspaper articles; travel plans, itineraries and packing lists; and quick, rough sketches of things that caught my fancy.

Although I plan to burn them all after making the Grand List (I dont want anyone prying through them when Im gone), I will miss my diaries. These diaries have been a driving force in my life. The days I did not make a plan I made double and even triple bookings and got a lot of flak for overcommitting. Or I forgot to attend a dinner, and remembered when the host called to ask what was holding me up. Or I spent a week floating like a dandelion puff because I could not find my diary to tell me what to do.

This is one of my New Year Resolutions for 2016. I mean it. I will do this tomorrow.














Friday 27 February 2015

Fitting Back into My Old Clothes Challenge: Day 7

DAY 7: FRIDAY 27.2.2015

An important dieting tip: a buffet lunch during a diet session is a bad idea.

Since I had made this commitment before I started dieting, I went ahead with it. But I knew there was no way I could have a diet meal portion with a buffet lunch. Even though I took a small spoonful of some of the items, the total quantity I ate was equal to what I had eaten altogether in the past 4 days, without exaggeration. My weeks diet unraveled on that plate. I went back to mindless eating in the face of all that food laid out ready to eat. I ate it even though it was nothing spectacular. (Ok, the breaded deep fried prawns were good, which must explain why I ate so many of them.)

For the rest of the day I had 2 cups of green tea and a few bites for dinner, because I dont believe in sleeping on an empty stomach.

After brunch I went to visit a friend. Her house is booby trapped with junk food. Every nook and corner, every crack and crevice every cushion you turn or pillow you lie on has some junk food lying surreptitiously in wait for you to succumb to it.  After the ignominy of the brunch, I had just a few chips.

Junk Food Trap laid out in every direction:








  


Signs of the fallen







Today I did an hour of medium-paced rowing to work off the deep-fried prawns.

Since I will be spending most of the day out of home, I have packed whatever food I can to eat on the go so that I don't have to eat junk in a food emergency, which is making me feel like both a baby and a very senior citizen.

7.00 am
Coffee with milk
9.00 am
Banana
10.00 am
Boiled egg
11.00 am
Yakhni
12 noon
Biryani and raitaalways biryani for Friday lunch. Ill eat  
less of rice and more of chicken.
1 00 pm
Ginger qahva
3 00 pm
A small bowl of salad
5 00 pm
Some sweet potato
6 00 pm
A date and some nuts in yogurt
8 00 pm
Eating out at Biryani of the Seas. Ill try and eat a small portion of something grilled.
9 00pm
Green tea to wash it off.




Thursday 26 February 2015

Fitting Back into My Old Clothes Challenge: Day 6

DAY 6: THURSDAY 26.2.2015

Yesterday while I was out for work, I resisted eating thela food, my favourite kind of food. There was bun kabab and masala French fries and memoni daal chawal and biryani. I got off the car, got to the stalls, and then said NO to all of it. Turned back hungry to my car and ate the few bair I had packed. If the fried fish stall had started up, I would definitely have given in to that. Sigh. I feel my eyes have started looking unhappy now, because food makes me happy. On the plus side, I have managed to shed 1.5kg and a layer of fat. I can feel my bone structure now, which had collected a nice thick coat of fat.

Last night it was tough saying no to Galaxys Assorted Chocolates, but I managed it. Going to bed early helped me stay away from the temptation to eat junk food.

Today I did 2 rounds of light rowing to get back into the groove. I didnt know if Id be able to cope with strenuous sprints with the diet. Ill have to check the recommended diet for training.

When I exercise I make sure to drink plenty of water.




7.00 am
Coffee with milk
9.30 am
Boiled egg
10.00 am
Fruit and yogurt bowl
12 noon
Buffet brunch. I will try to not overeat.
1 00 pm
Yakhni
2 00 pm
A small bowl of salad
3 00 pm
Some sweet potato
4 00 pm
A few dates,figs and nuts
6 00 pm
Tea/green tea
7 00 pm
An early dinner of bhunna chicken qeema
7 30 pm
Ginger qahva
9 00 pm
A tablespoon of ispaghol mixed in a glass of water.

Wednesday 25 February 2015

Fitting Back into My Old Clothes Challenge: Day 4 and 5

DAY 4: TUESDAY 24.2.2015

Today was One of Those Days.

I got up late, very late. Missed my exercise. Barely had time to drink coffee and eat a boiled egg (let alone make a diet plan) before being inundated with chores and errands.

But since I had the daily staples of coffee, boiled egg, salad, sweet potato, yakhni, qahva, fresh fruit and nuts ready and prepared, I was able to grab these bites on the go. Otherwise I would have had the candy and cake for sure. (Well, I did have one bite of cake.)












9.30 am
Coffee
11.00 am
Boiled egg
12.00 am
Salad and sweet potato
2.00 pm
A hurried lunch of chicken karhai and some naan (not a good idea; whole wheat chapattis are much better)
3 .30 am
Yakhni
7.00 pm
Chicken karhai and naan
8 00 pm
Ginger qahva

Even though it was a hectic, helter-skelter day, I managed to not fall back on junk food and overeating to see me through it, though I did feel hungry through the day.

Luckily for my diet I wasn’t able to join a friend for paneer tikka at a dhaba.

The previous night I had overeaten when dining out (as usual), but not as much as I would have if I hadn’t tried. At first I took only a small helping of Kabuli pulao, Afghani boti and mutton butter karhai with hot naan as I had planned. And then I went for seconds and thirds and fourths, which I had not planned to do at all. I realize I will have to curtail eating out during this challenge as it seems to be my most vulnerable Achilles’ heel.

With the cycling and fat burner yakhni and qahva, my solid fat layer has started melting and is ready to burn off. I should have exercised today to torch it, but in the morning the weather was so gorgeous that instead of going for exercise I enjoyed it in bed. At least I didn’t go out for halwa puri as should ideally be done.


Day 5: WEDNESDAY 25.2.2015

My bed and blanket won again today. No exercise, but at least I made a meal plan. Today is the third day I’ve missed my exercise. On the plus side, at least I’ll not build muscle mass. But I do need to burn off the loose fat or I’ll lose muscle tone, and that is the most difficult to get back.

9.00 am
Coffee with milk.
9.30 am
Boiled egg.
10.00am
Fruit  
12 noon
Khageena, and half a chappati to stave off hunger.
1 00 pm
Yakhni
2 00 pm
A small bowl of salad
3 00 pm
Some sweet potato
4 00 pm
A bowl of yogurt with nuts
6 00 pm
Tea/green tea
7 00 pm
An early dinner of tikka masala beef 
7 30 pm
Ginger qahva
9 00 pm
A tablespoon of ispaghol mixed in a glass of water.


Last night I went to bed feeling hungry, and I didn’t like the feeling at all. Today I remembered I had missed the ispaghol drink. Because I hadn’t made the diet chart. 

Tomorrow I must add a vegetable side to the meat dish. 

Tuesday 24 February 2015

Freedom of Expression, from Behind Bars

{ARTpeace}


Artist: Ashfaq
Artwork Code: Ap-ash-007
Availability: In Stock
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 20 x 30 Inch

Everyone should have the chance to discover their positive side. Not many people have the vision or understanding to provide this chance to those who may need it the most.

In 2007, a Fine Arts School was established in Karachi Central Jail. The idea was to not let human resources further waste away; to provide them a constructive outlet, and to give them the chance to discover something positive inside themselves. This simple step of reaching out to jail inmates and providing them a ray of normalcy has changed the course of lives of some of the inmates.

In 2009, the first exhibition of works prepared by these art students was held in the jail premises. Naturally, given the security conditions, only a handful of people visited the exhibition. The venue was then shifted to art galleries, and has since been warmly received by Karachiites. 

Sikandar Jogi has been teaching these prisoners the art of art for the past 8 years.  He has taught this skill to over 500 prisoners to date. When I first entered the classroom and saw the prisoners I was terrified. Gradually I got used to being around convicts arrested for murder, terrorism, drugs, fraud, theft, kidnapping and other crimes. Now I feel honoured and gratified that I can draw such work out of them and create this change in their lives. The result I get is very rewarding.

After the success of the program in Central Jail, it has been implemented in District Jail Malir as well. Sikander Jogi teaches in both Art Schools three times a week in the school hours of 9 to 1 and 2 to 5. These inmates are not artists. They had no previous art experience.  We have assembled this exhibition over 15 months.

When you enter the room, the sight of the vibrant paintings with the artists names on the side is disconcerting and unsettling. It opens an unknown portal out of your comfort zone and into unchartered emotions where a prisoner is not a numbered criminal but is a human with a name whose feelings have suddenly been exposed to you.

Artist: Faraz
Artwork Code: Ap-far-007
Availability: SOLD
Medium: Water Color on Paper
Size: 18 x 24 Inch
Artist: Ahsan
Artwork Code: Ap-ahs-001
Availability: SOLD
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 20 x 28 Inch
Artist: Husnain
Artwork Code: Ap-hus-002
Availability: SOLD
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 24 x 36 Inch














A maze depicts the feeling of being trapped; religious calligraphy is the sign of timeless hope through prayer; landscapes with open fields and skies, a running horse and a butterfly in flight show longing for freedom.  Bleak, barren landscapes display 
despondency. An unlocked padlock on a shut door is a poignant symbol of hope amid despair. A ship sailing in stormy waters shows the defiance and resilience of the human spirit.  A child holding an adult's hand in a doorway is nostalgic. Bright colours and everyday themes show the desire to stay in touch with and return to normalcy. 
Artist: Javed
Artwork Code: Ap-Jav-008
Availability: SOLD
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 14 x 20 inch

Artist: Akber
Artwork Code: Ap-akb-002
Availability: SOLD
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 18 x 24 Inch
Artist: Rafaqat
Artwork Code: Ap-Saj-002
Availability: In Stock
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 20 x 26 Inch



Artist: Kazim
Artwork Code: Ap-kaz-011
Availability: SOLD
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 18 x 24 Inch

Artist: Kazim
Artwork Code: Ap-kaz-002
Availability: In Stock
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 24 x 30 Inch
Artist: Husnain
Artwork Code: Ap-hus-009
Availability: SOLD
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 14 x 14 Inch

The soulful art is obviously a cathartic vent for their desolate state. It humanizes them and creates empathy in the viewer.




Visitors at the gallery were appreciative of the exhibition. A good response to their positive effort will encourage the development of their positive side, said Nina Qadir.

A total of 112 pieces of art by 16 different artists are on display. Some of the artwork is quite impressive. Several pieces were sold within an hour of the opening, especially the strong abstract work, as well as my personal favourite piece showing Islamic architecture.

Artist: Kazim
Artwork Code: Ap-kaz-003
Availability: SOLD
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 20 x 24 Inch
Artist: Kazim
Artwork Code: Ap-kaz-009
Availability: SOLD
Medium: oil on canvas
Size: 14 x 20 Inch


All the artwork has been kept at a very reasonable, uniform price, and all proceeds from sales will go to the imprisoned artists and their families to encourage them to explore better avenues for themselves.

ARTCITI, the host gallery, explains: We aim to provide them an opportunity to channel their energy into something positive, along with a chance to raise self-respect and confidence within themselves in order to become positive contributors to the society. By encouraging these convicts to move to a better path, we aspire to create a greater Pakistan, and hope to see our fellow citizens being a part of this cause.

Details of the exhibition can be found at https://www.facebook.com/events/544597559016696/?fref=ts