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If
you were not in Lahore during the second and third week of November,
you missed partaking in a great cultural feast. Telenor Pakistan
joined hands with the Rafi Peer Theatre Workshop (RPTW) to bring
South Asia’s major cultural festival, the ‘World
Performing Arts Festival (WPAF), to Pakistan. From November
10th to 20th, the 11-day long programme held at Alhamra Cultural
Complex, Gaddafi Stadium Lahore, showcased music, dance, drama,
theatre, mime, puppetry and also cinema. As many as 700 international
artists from 40 countries participated with local performers
and delighted the culture-hungry public with a varied and rich
fare.
Since
its inception 15 years ago in 1992, RPTW’s World Performing
Arts Festival has evolved to become arguably the biggest platform
of cultural exchange of the performing arts in South Asia. The
Peerzada brothers, Usman, Faizaan, Sadaan, Imran and Salman,
deservedly take pride in having pioneered the tradition of international
festivals in Pakistan, and providing the people with the yearly
prospect of cross-fertilising cultural exposure.
With the Telenor
input this year, the festival had a spruced up, aesthetically
inviting décor in dreamy blues and pinks. Giant puppets
in colourful stripes and wavy arms, towering over children and
adults alike, welcomed visitors into a magical kingdom of artistic
fantasy.
Adding to the captivating ambience, a troupe of boys tapped
to music and skillfully manoeuvered their red-skirted, horse-puppets.
Peeru’s Café catered light snacks and beverages.
A number of stalls tempted the visitors with handmade toys,
crafts, jewellery and ethnic-ware.
Women with excited toddlers were a common sight on the stadium
grounds in the opening hours. The puppet shows played to full
houses of clapping kids. The Adventures of Mr. Punch by British
puppeteer Mr. Konrad Fredericks was very popular. Since the
first Punch and Judy Show at Covent Garden, London, by Samuel
Pepys in 1662, the adventures of the imperfect but lovable Mr.
Punch have captivated the hearts of children for centuries.
I, however, found Mr. Punch’s beating of brown and black
folks and keeping count of their heads quite violent, if not
racist. Quizzically, the kids watching the show with me seemed
to be thoroughly enjoying the misadventures of Mr. Punch!
Khairati Ram Bhat from Jaisalmer, Rajasthan, India, calls himself
a ‘Dhage Kathputliwala,’ which literally means that
he uses stringed wooden dolls or marionettes for his shows.
As a leading exponent of a thousand-year old craft that dates
back to the times of Vikramaditya, Khairati Ram displayed well-honed
skills while telling the story of the legendary ‘Bohurupee’
of Indian folktales – shape-shifting changelings who could
transform their appearance in seconds. Accompanied by sharp
whistles in rhythm with the dholak beat and the narrator’s
catchy song, the intricate movements of the marionettes –
be it the Rajasthani dancer wiggling her waist or a jockey showing
off his prowess on a horse – utterly enchanted the audience.
Puppeteers from the United Kingdom, France, Germany, Spain,
Russia, Slovenia, Turkey, Iran, Sri Lanka and India featured
in this year’s programme, which also included presentations
from the Lahore Arts Council, the Pakistan National Council
of the Arts and the Rafi Peer Puppets. The RPTW organisers had
also invited 12 local puppeteers from the Punjab to perform
at a folk puppetry camp set up especially for them. Their effort
to keep this age-old tradition alive, and facilitate an exchange
of ideas between the rural and urban art forms, is commendable.
While puppetry has been Rafi Peer Theatre Workshop’s forte,
they have expanded the festival’s outreach every year
to expose the Pakistani audience to a varied selection of other
performing arts, like dance, music, drama and now cinema.
Dance has yet to recover from the loss it suffered during the
repressive Zia years. Association with the scandalous kotha
culture and with the perceived Hindu origins of classical dance,
along with alienation from the heritage of the dancing girl
figurine of the Indus Valley Civilisation, have together contributed
to the social taboo against dancing in Pakistan. The Rafi Peer
Group has endeavoured to change the perception of the public
towards dance as a respectable and valuable mode of creative
expression. Thanks to their efforts, the dance shows were the
second largest crowd-pullers this year, after the open-air music
concerts.
Chilean dancer Francesca Garcia and her American partner Chris
Anderson delivered a mesmerising modern dance performance in
their presentation, Mujer (woman). The dancers expressed the
various stages of the emotional development of a woman from
servile dependency on a man to egotistic arrogance to a self-aware
and mature relationship. The vibrant energy of the couple’s
contemporary dance style that fused traditional ballet with
modern dance, along with their impassioned portrayal of the
tussle for domination in a man-woman encounter and the final
peaceful resolution, left a lasting impression.
Pakistani-born Australian Wahab Shah’s free-flowing, scintillating
choreography created a sensation. With his punkish bleached,
gel-stiffened hairdo, bold and colourful costumes from black
tatters to flaming silks, clever variations in theme from the
dark and violent to the roguishly seductive, he and his troupe
completely charmed the spectators with their vigorous, acrobatic
dance numbers. Wahab has trained with leading exponents of modern
dance such as Tiffany Muirhead and Gil Duldulao, as well as
with classical Indian dancer Ustad Suman Gi. The personal style
he has evolved combines both classical and contemporary dance
elements.
The spontaneity and vibrancy of the contemporary dances contrasted
sharply with the rigidly classical styles, such as Manasi Pandya’s
Odissi and Nighat Chaudhry’s Kathak, particularly when
in the same programme one style was immediately presented after
the other. Faizaan Peerzada, however, is okay with such a contrasting
juxtaposition: “We are seeking to provide a balance by
presenting the classical and the contemporary. The spectators
should be introduced to both forms so they have a chance to
develop their taste. Art should not be made too easy for consumption.
We throw in a measure of challenge to the audience, with a sprinkling
of serious shows that require some effort to appreciate. We
aim not just to entertain but also to educate.”
Tickets priced at 300 rupees, seemed to make the dance and music
shows somewhat exclusive, but the gain in terms of security
and peaceful management of programmes appears to have paid off.
The rock music night was the only event that witnessed some
rowdy crowd behavior. But then, as someone put it, you can’t
organise a rock show and not expect some ‘rocking’!
Kamaliya, the Russian Madonna, thrilled the crowd, as did Lahore’s
own Ali Zafar. The biggest music sensation was the Spanish group
Jaleo Real. They specialise in a street rumba genre known in
Barcelona as neo-calorrismo (neo-gypsydom). Gypsy, flamenco,
Latino, tango, pop and rock music were counterpoised by mystic
soul, ghazal and classical music.
I was lucky to catch Tina Sani before her performance at the
ghazal night. “Music transcends the mind. It speaks directly
to hearts. So music festivals like this one are a wonderful
occasion where hearts can rise above all false boundaries,”
remarked Tina, who was performing for the first time at the
Rafi Peer Festival. She regaled the audiences with Faiz. Ghulam
Ali, the other big star of the ghazal night, paid a nostalgic
tribute to Lahore, the city from where he began his music career.
Speaking of tributes, Aswath Butt’s mono-act Urdu play,
Ek Mulaqat Manto Se, on the life of Sadat Hasan Manto was well
appreciated. So was the Bengali mono-act, Golap Jan. Greg McLaren’s
How to Build a Time Machine was an interesting attempt to explain
a physics lecturer’s desire to travel back in time, both
to satisfy his scientific curiosity and a human need to change
the outcome of a tragic event in his past. A comedy by the Delhi-based
Hungry Hearts Group, 45-35-55, about the interior lives of three
ageing women, played by Sohaila Kapur, Smita Bharti and Padma
Damodaran, who come to terms with their past errors and go through
healing transformations by breaking through their self-protective
beliefs, made a profound impact.
However, the play that lived up to heightened expectations on
the closing day was Mercury Theatre Hollywood’s presentation
of Edgar Allan Poe’s psychological thriller, The Tell-Tale
Heart – a theatrical adaptation by Salman Peerzada starring
Adam Menken as Jacob Moore/Edgar Allan Poe. Menken’s riveting
portrayal of a man teetering on the brink of insanity and his
descent into seductive madness was a stunning display of theatre
craft.
But the show that stole all hearts, young and old, was Paperworld
– a show combining clowning, mime and slapstick by the
Mim-i-richi (meaning rich for mimics) troupe from Ukraine. Three
anarchic clowns ripped up the set (literally); had a lyrical
snowball fight in slow motion in tune with the ‘The Moonlight
Sonata’; played soccer with ‘Ole Ole’ on the
soundtrack; inspired the spectators to participate in a wild
paper fight inside the theatre hall, and generally opened up
their imagination to the immense creative possibilities with
ordinary paper.
My own moment in the limelight came when the red-nosed clown
snatched away my eye-catching red Samsonite bag and later beckoned
me on stage to retrieve it. Imagine my shocked delight when
the green-nosed clown slipped a paper ribbon around my neck
and a paper crown on my head, while the red-nosed one laid out
a paper catwalk before me! I’ve played many roles in my
life but never that of a beauty queen. Well, thanks to the Ukrainian
clowns, I had my moment of paper glory! At the end of the show
I surprised myself by spontaneously recalling my rusty Russian
and exclaiming, “Ochin kharosho!” (Very Good!).
Equally surprised, they responded, “Spaceeba” (Thank
you).
On my way out I met Deirdre Lyons, who was one of the six-member
American cast in Salman Peerzada’s play, The Tell-Tale
Heart. Salman and cinematographer Jack Anderson are weaving
the play into a feature film, Raven and Lenore, set against
the backdrop of the WPAF. Deirdre said that she had been here
for two weeks, along with the rest of the crew shooting for
the film. When I met her, she was arranging to go shopping for
clothes with two Pakistani girls. “Oh, people have been
unbelievably warm and generous,” she gushed. The two Pakistani
girls smiled and one of them remarked, “They are SO grateful
for every little thing we do for them. Interacting with Deirde,
Bridget and Lila (two other members of the cast), I realised
how much kindness and caring we take for granted.” 
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