Adil Najam
Saw this phoptograph in Dawn today and was mesmerised by the interplay of light and shaddow.
My immeidate reaction was to think of this verse from Faiz.
I realize I have already used it before as a title (and am sure will do so again). But it seems to fit, even if the context of the original verse was rather different. Or, was it?
But then, this is what great poetry is all about. It is great not just because of what it says and how its says it, it is great because of all the things that it makes you think of. All the images it evokes. And, in this case, all the images it speaks to.
This photograph, by the way, is famed Kathak maestro Nahid Siddiqui and a fellow artist performing in Islamabad at an event organized by the Pakistan National Council of the Arts.
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Pata nahi kion is tarha kay Arts ko hamrey yahan par promote nahi kia jata, or Pakistanis, generally, asi chizo ko dekhtay hi Astagfur’Allah parhna shru kar datay hain…
lakin jab Pakistani channels Indian award shows main actors ko nachta dekhatay hain to puri family beth kar dekhti hay :/
But how exactly is this part of our culture ??? I dont think most of us have ever seen this dance on tv or in real life.
I agree that we missed this in the Zia days, but the threat is far from over. If we do not work now to preserve it, promote it, and inherit it for our children, there are strong movements in the society whose sole purpose for existence seems to revolve around making these artistic endeavors difficult (or impossible) to participate in. There are not enough people with the kind of persistance that Nahid showed.