{"id":328092,"date":"2020-10-29T11:48:44","date_gmt":"2020-10-29T11:48:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tehelka.com\/?p=328092"},"modified":"2020-10-29T11:48:45","modified_gmt":"2020-10-29T11:48:45","slug":"from-false-political-pledges-to-fake-trps","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/from-false-political-pledges-to-fake-trps\/","title":{"rendered":"From false political pledges to fake TRPs"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>What\u2019s been happening! Fake speeches. Fake political promises. Fake TRP ratings! How can one survive in this polluted atmosphere? Never before this range of deceit was around! And in the midst of this hellish scenario, the grim reality of rapes of human forms and psyches is on at such an accelerating-cum-alarming pace that one wonders what\u2019s going to be the end result of these onslaughts and assaults and ruptures and tortures.<\/span><\/p>\n

Correct me if I\u2019m wrong but we haven\u2019t been so wronged by the Virus around than by poor governance. All these months we sat tight with the corona ghost hovering around and now those who muster enough courage to move around and travel out, could face another shocker as the train fares stand hiked \u2026To quote the well-known New Delhi -based academic Professor VK Tripathi on his experience at the Railway Reservation booth on 13 October, \u201cYesterday I went to Railway Reservation Booth to make my reservation to visit my village. I was surprised to learn that all senior citizen concessions have been withdrawn. For short distance of 30 Km, where you could travel for 20, now you have to pay Sleeper class fare 145, calling the normal train a special train. Delhi to Dhaura (Lalitpur) that I used to pay 380 round trip express sleeper class now costs 910. People from villages are not riding such expensive trains. Their travel is severely handicapped. Further, the Railways have decided to phase out sleeper class in all express trains and replace these with AC class. This would raise the cost of travel 2.5 to 3 times. This is a grave blow to lower middle classes and poorer people.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Each single day drags along shockers. To be nearer precision, fresh shockers. Yesterday late evening I was at the Delhi-Noida border and the dust and pollution was killing \u2026suffocating. Pollution and the virus combination could kill many more amongst us. And there\u2019s no vaccine to hold out against the rising pollution choking us. Deadlier it will get with the political pollution compounding the mess.<\/span><\/p>\n

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COME OCTOBER\u2026<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

October brings along memories of two celebrated personalities. Classical singer Begum Akhtar, also known as Akhtari Bai. And also that of the well-known author diplomat and promoter of the classical arts \u2014 Pran Nevile.<\/span><\/p>\n

Incidentally both passed away in October\u2026leaving back memories and a huge void. This entire noon I have been sitting back, thinking of the two, writing about them \u2026<\/span><\/p>\n

The most celebrated singer of ghazal and thumri-daadra in 20th century India has been Begum Akhtar, also known as Akhtari Bai. Though much has been written about her passion for Urdu poetry, those emotional lows in her life which, perhaps, manifested in those renderings, her voice which gave the very soul to several of those songs to Bollywood films, yet there is certain romantic aura which still hangs around. Just mention the very name Begum Akhtar and an array of images come up.<\/span><\/p>\n

Years before I could get to hear her at one of her concerts, I had heard her name from one of the most unexpected quarters. From an absolutely unexpected person \u2014 In my parents home in Lucknow a strange looking, though good looking ageing person, used to come selling lemons and green chillies and cucumbers. They\u2019d be stuffed in a huge bag which would be hung on his stooping shoulders. And before throwing them on the floor, he would exclaim rather too loud and clear, \u2018Akhtaria ke Bagh ke hain!\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n

It was part and parcel of those rumours doing the rounds that this man belonging to an erstwhile well- to- do family lost his balance after being dumped by Begum Akhtar. He couldn\u2019t take the strain and lost not just his balance but also his home and family\u2026 stood reduced to selling this mundane stuff, along with chanting the one-liner: Akhtaria ke bagh ke hain!<\/span><\/p>\n

In fact, several years later when I heard her sing at one of those concerts, it\u2019s this one-liner of that man which seemed to hit. In fact, rumour was that several rich men of Avadh had fallen in love with her, with her voice, with her andaz.<\/span><\/p>\n

And one of them was the man she\u2019d finally married \u2014 the Lucknow-based barrister Ishtiaq Ahmad Abbasi. His first wife Ayesha had died and after couple of years, he\u2019d married Begum Akhtar\u2026.he\u2019d fallen in love with her after hearing her at one of the mehfils. It\u2019s said that his family had initially opposed this marriage; after all, she was from a courtesan background and he from Lucknow\u2019s aristocracy.<\/span><\/p>\n

Anyway, the marriage did take place and the couple started living in Lucknow but Abbasi sahib had put a condition of sorts \u2014 that is, she will not sing, nor hold concerts and mehfils.<\/span><\/p>\n

Though she\u2019d initially agreed to this condition but the no-singing scenario affected her, so much so that she suffered a breakdown. With that her husband, Abbasi sahib relented. He came up with a relaxation in that earlier imposed condition – that is, she could sing and hold concerts in other cities and towns, but not in Lucknow. In fact, all those years of her marriage she did not sing in Lucknow except just once. This was in the 60s when she held a concert in aid of war widows.<\/span><\/p>\n

And if you were to ask her relatives more about her everyday life, her marriage, the adjustments she had to make, they offloaded several aspects.<\/span><\/p>\n

In an earlier given interview to me, the late Rafia Hussain, who was her husband\u2019s niece and also a known expert on Avadhi cuisine, had told me, \u201cBegum Akhtar was a person with strong likes and dislikes \u2026.and another aspect to her was that she lived much beyond her means. She\u2019d lived in style and wore expensive saris and jewellery \u2026 She loved food, her favourite was \u2018bhuna kheema\u2019 and \u2018roghni tikkiya\u2019\u2026 she was addicted to tea and was a heavy smoker \u2026one cigarette after another \u2026and this could be one of those reasons for her death. She could win over people rather too easily as she carried a certain charisma, had a strong personality \u2026her marriage ran smooth but for this credit ought to be given to her husband Abbasi sahib. It\u2019s he who had to sacrifice a lot, including his career. A known fact that he could not be made a Judge, as he married a former courtesan. Then, he gave in to her at the various stages; for instance, when she used to travel outside Lucknow for concerts, she did not want him to accompany her… With that, he used to stay back in Lucknow. And though he was extremely lonely \u2014 no children born from his first marriage and nor from Begum Akhtar \u2014 but never complained\u2026.after her death he was completely shattered \u2026he was so devastated. It\u2019s hard to describe. He lived a very lonely life and died 10 years after he death.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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PRAN NEVILE WAS FASCINATED WITH THE CLASSICAL \u2026 <\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Pran Nevile was passionately obsessed with the bygone era. For some reason or other, this retired diplomat was fascinated by the past and with the characters who had then held sway. Amply evident from the volumes that he authored.<\/span><\/p>\n

The titles of these telling enough \u2014 Love Stories from the Raj; Nautch Girls of India; Beyond the Veil; Rare Glimpses of the Raj; Stories from the Raj: Sahibs Memsahibs and Others; KL Saigal: Immortal Singer; Lahore \u2014 A Sentimental Journey.<\/span><\/p>\n

If one were to move further, from the books he authored, to the musical programmes he hosted, then once again, what hits is the focus on stars, singers and performers of yesteryears \u2014 right from K.L. Saigal, Suraiyya and so many others who have left a mark.<\/span><\/p>\n

And it\u2019s through music and those musical geniuses of the past that he wanted to connect the people of this sub-continent.<\/span><\/p>\n

His knowledge of the cinema and films made in India and Pakistan was remarkable.<\/span><\/p>\n

He would detail the similarities in the cinema of the two countries \u2014 \u201cWe in India first made the film Anarkali and later they in Pakistan made that film with the same title.Then, they in Pakistan first made Pakeezah and Umrao Jaan \u2026 both these two films with these titles were first made there in Pakistan and then later we made them here. And one particular Pakistani Punjabi film \u2014 Naukar Woti Da \u2014 was copied it here, totally copied, scene to scene \u2026the only thing is that the title was changed \u2014 from the Punjabi to Hindustani.Here it was titled \u2014 Naukar Bibi Ka.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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What\u2019s been happening! Fake speeches. Fake political promises. Fake TRP ratings! How can one survive in this polluted atmosphere? Never before this range of deceit was around! And in the midst of this hellish scenario, the grim reality of rapes of human forms and psyches is on at such an accelerating-cum-alarming pace that one wonders […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":328126,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[23,2205],"tags":[13590],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/posts\/328092"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=328092"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/posts\/328092\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":328128,"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/posts\/328092\/revisions\/328128"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/media\/328126"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=328092"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=328092"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tehelka.com\/rest-api\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=328092"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}