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Ismat - Ek Aurat...!
Fri Aug 16, 8:00 PM
Sutradhar
Ismat Chughtai, was a veritable tour de force of women's writing in India, a woman who was a feminist by instinct, long before it became fashionable to flash the badge of feminism.
She brought to the fore the modernity inherent in the actions of the poorest of rural Indian women as well as the stagnation in the minds of the so called urban elite.
Ruthlessly honest and deeply perceptive, she presented the truth of society and its women in the same nakedness in which she saw them. She wrote with a rare courage, truth and good humour which endear her to everyone who comes across her writings.
The performance begins with Saas (Mother-in-law), which is about a unique saas-bahu pair and adds a new dimension to this perceived notorious relationship.
The second story, is Chidi Ki Dukki (The Second Card of Clubs) which speaks volumes about how wit and attitude in a woman can be more attractive than the supposed good looks.
This sixty minute play is a dramatized performance of two short stories as vignettes. A letter penned by Sa’adat Hasan Manto on his view of Ismat as a woman is read out as a prelude.
She brought to the fore the modernity inherent in the actions of the poorest of rural Indian women as well as the stagnation in the minds of the so called urban elite.
Ruthlessly honest and deeply perceptive, she presented the truth of society and its women in the same nakedness in which she saw them. She wrote with a rare courage, truth and good humour which endear her to everyone who comes across her writings.
The performance begins with Saas (Mother-in-law), which is about a unique saas-bahu pair and adds a new dimension to this perceived notorious relationship.
The second story, is Chidi Ki Dukki (The Second Card of Clubs) which speaks volumes about how wit and attitude in a woman can be more attractive than the supposed good looks.
This sixty minute play is a dramatized performance of two short stories as vignettes. A letter penned by Sa’adat Hasan Manto on his view of Ismat as a woman is read out as a prelude.