As a kid growing up in the 90s, my
first recollection of summer vacation is a day of chasing dragonflies with my
friends. The bratty-ones use to tie a thread on the tail of the flies (sounds
brutal, I know)—they were the expert in the game—much-respected and lauded
among their peers. Such was our obsession of catching the flies that even games
like pitthu and hide-n-seek took a backseat that summer. We all use to start early
so that we get enough flies to practice and master our art. Fast-forward today;
my 2-year old first introduction to the concept of chase has come from Temple Run or Subway Surfers.
So, when few weeks back
Israel-based director Elinor Agam Ben-David’s toddler play Butterfly Kisscame to Indian Habitat
Center, Delhi, I knew that this was something I would never miss for life, for
my sake as well as Aurko’s. The concept of toddler’s plays being non-existent in
India, I was eager to find how would they be catch and hold the attention of
2-year old.
The play narrates the tale of a
young girl who catches butterflies in a jar and finally decides to set them
free, but only after getting the last butterfly’s kiss. After watching the
first scene, I knew that only a mother—who knows the psyche of a child—can come
up with a concept so simple and innocent. The use of hand puppets, digital
artwork and toys made the show visually appealing and interactive at the same
time. The play was recited by this
beautiful lone actor Hagar Tishman, who effortlessly formed a bond with the audience
the moment she entered the stage. Dancing, playing and sharing butterflies,
Tishman made sure that the backbenchers also get the same attention. The best
part was kids were allowed to stand very close to the stage making them the
participants. Alas! All of the kids in the front where way older then toddlers,
but nonetheless the interaction was not limited to the front rows.
Now, how Aurko perceived the
show is all together a different ball game. I would say the experience of
sitting among 50 kids was something new to him. He was very coy and shy to
start with, but warmed up to the show in the end, much to my surprise. It’s
just a start for him; we are taking tiny steps now. Though, I have not seen a
dragon fly in Delhi yet. I hope to find few butterflies in our small garden for
him to chase. At the end of the show, we all received a handful of little
butterflies, which the actress tapped on our cheeks—like a kiss.
Altogether, it was a wonderful
experience, and something I would love to see again.
I’m a huge fan of Nick Hornby's books.
I’ve read High Fidelity in my college days and was completely taken by
it. Hornby is known for humour, and this one was no different. This book was primarily
about music, and the happenings in the life of the protagonist. But the one
part that I remember distinctly is that, the hero had a habit of making a top
five list for every little things. For instance, he will make a list of top 5 favourite
movies, top 5 Favourite dialogues, top 5 sad songs.etc. So, after reading the
book I also started doing the same. But like most thing, this lame habit of
mine got lost with time. And, thankfully it did. Though I’ve never been quite
good at listing my favourites, coz after reaching the top 3, I start
floundering.
List or no list. I love music. Starting from Begum Akhtar to Pink Floyd,
I have heard them all. Though, I don’t claim to be an expert in the genre, but
I’ve a decent idea about few of the ones I like. So when I listened to “Mathura
Nagarpati” fromRaincoat
for the 1st time, it blew me away. The lyricist of this song is Rituporno Ghosh, a much acclaimed
director, actor, trans-drsser and what not. So, when I came to know 6 years
back, that he wrote the lyrics in brij bhasha, I was surprised. And I
am still very much besotted to this number. The song is written from the point
of view of one of Lord Krishna’s wife, she is sadly observing the changes in Lord Krishna, who is the King of Mathura, desperate to leave the place
to visit his childhood place, Gokul, to
meet his sweetheart Radha. The song
questions Krishna's reasoning for doing such an act. And the wife’s struggle,
sorrow in knowing that he’ll return to Radha without a backward glance.
Such melancholy, I say!
Here’s the English translation of the song I found on the net.
Subahsubah ka khyaalaaj Early in the morning the thought arose Wapasgokulchalmathuraraaj to go back to Gokul, in the king of Mathura's mind Mathuranagarpatikaahe tumgokuljaaon Oh lord of Mathura why are you going to Gokul Manoharveshchhod nandraaj Leaving this beautiful attire oh son of Nanda Sar se utaarkesundar taaj Removing the beautiful crown from your head Rajdandchhod bhumi par vaaj Giving up ruling this world Phirkaahebaansuri bajaao Why are you playing the flute again? Mathuranagarpatikaahe tumgokuljaao Oh lord of Mathura why are you going to Gokul
Kaunsaanokhageetgaye pee kakool What unique song did the cuckoo sing Rajpaatjaise aajbhaidhool That made you leave the throne like so much dirt Kaunsaanokhageetgaaye pee kakool What unique song did the cuckoo sing Birhanlaagephir hridayaakool That the pangs of separation are stirred anew Rajkaaj man na lagaao The heart is no longer in kingly matters Mathuranagarpatikkahe tumGokuljaao Oh lord of Mathura why are you going to Gokul
Poor naarisaarivyakul nayan Men and women watched with anxious eyes Kusumsajaalage kantakshayan The flowers strewn on the bed felt like thorns
Poor naarisaarivyakul nayan Men and women watched with anxious eyes Raatbharmadhav jaagatbechain As Maadhav stayed awake the whole restless night Kaaheaadhiraat saarathibulaayo Why did he call the charioteer in the middle of the night Mathuranagarpati?..
Dheeredheerepahunchat jamunake teer Slowly he reached the shores of the Jamuna Sunsaanpanghatmridul sameer Lonely banks, soft breeze Dheeredheerepahunchat jamunake teer Slowly he reached the shores of the Jamuna
Khan khanmadhavbirha madeer Madhav felt the bittersweet pangs
Use kaahebhoolna paao Why can?t you forget her Mathuranagarpati?.
Tumharipiriyaab purigharvaali Your love is now a complete housewife Doodhnavanghivoo din bharkhaali Getting new milk and busy the whole day Birahakeaansoon kabke,ho kabkeponch daali The tears of separation have long since been wiped away Phirkaahedard jagaao Then why awaken the pain again Mathuranagarpatikaahe tumGokuljaao Oh lord of Mathura why are you going to Gokul