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सिलवटें ©  mulsha nkar13. All articles, scripts, poetry, prose, reviews written here are exclusive copyrights of mulshankar13. Any article, poetry, prose, story or reviews may be reused, quoted in full or as an excerpt only with attribution to "Source: mulshankar13". अभी सुबह होने में कुछ घंटे बाकी थें नींद बस यूँ ही  खुल गयी थी ! बगल में हाथ फैलाया तो तुम नहीं थी ! बिस्तर की सिलवटें कुछ यूँ बिखरी पड़ी थीं , मानों तुम वहाँ से अभी उठी हो ; गुसल खाने की ओर देखा तो बत्ती बंद पड़ी थी रसोई से कुछ बर्तनों के खनकने की आवाज़ आ रही थी ; जाकर देखा तो कुछ भी नहीं था कोई नहीं था ,तुम नहीं, तुम्हारी परछाईं भी नहीं ! सपना था शायद मेरी  नींद यूँ ही खुल गयी थी ! बिस्तर की सिलवटों में तुम नहीं थी तुम्हारी यादें होंगी ! अगर तुम सच में उन सिलवटों में होती तो मेरे हथेली की रेखाएँ इतनी स्पष्ट ना होती ! तुम्हारे चहरे की सुर्ख़ियों से उलझ  कुछ नर्म पड़ गई होतीं ! मेरी नींद यूँ ही खुल गयी थी बिस्तर की सिलवटों में तुम नहीं थी ज़रूर तुम्हारी यादें हों

Review: Baghdad Wedding Play:Baghdad Wedding The Hindu Theater Fest Bangalore August 26 2012 The Review From the optimism of London to the despair of Baghdad via the hell of Abu Gharib prison, Baghdad Wedding is a panorama of images of life before, after and now in Iraq. It’s not just the wedding of Salim that goes wrong but dreams, aspirations, loyalties and principals that surrender to the indiscriminate spray of bullets. The sarcasm from the characters though humorous on the surface yet deep at the bosom of their hearts manifests as the pain of the foregone moonlit nights now eclipsed forever by bullets and choppers and can’t be obliterated. The script keeps on moving nostalgically between past and present highlighting the differences between the intoxicating beer of London and the glass shred in the cornea of Baghdad. The music echoes that Baghdad was beautiful until you interfered. You ponder as you walk out “Mr. Bush were bombs the only opti

Play: Woyzeck The Hindu Theater Fest 23 August 2012 at Chowdiah Memorial Hall in Bangalore “Love-Lust-Infidelity-Revenge-Remorse”, is a vicious cycle of emotions which have been so ruthlessly true from stone-age and more common in the age of “Short- Message-Service”. Woyzeck a poor German soldier is betrayed by his mistress to his sergeant major. He decides to take revenge and kills his mistress Marie who was actually by then remorseful for her actions. If talked as above, Woyzeck would have just passed on as another performance. But it doesn’t. The play though advertised as Korean speaks no language but emotions. The characters, the props (chairs) add to the emotional intensity that keeps the audience spellbound yet curious. The music adds to the intensity of emotions and evokes melody, intimidation, reproach and pity all at the same time yet in isolation. The props are dismantled and rearranged in no time and speaks of the discipline the performers hav

A Walk In The Woods Note: This is an independent review of the play held on August 17 2012 at Chowdiah Memorial Hall. The Play: A Walk In The Woods The Cast: Rajit Kapur and Naseeruddin Shah History: This play has been adapted from the original with the same name by Lee Blessing. Lee was inspired by a real incident happened in 1982 in Geneva when the two negotiators Paul H. Nitze (USA) and Yuli A. Kvitsinsky (USSR) left for an unofficial walk in the woods and came up with a breakthrough. The breakthrough was rejected pretty soon by their respective governments. This piece of USA-USSR history draws tremendous parallels to that of India-Pakistan and the duo Faishal Rashid and Randeep Hooda do just an impeccable job there in this sub-continental adaptation of the play. Adapted By: Faisal Rashid and Randeep Hooda Directed By: Ratna Pathak Shah (Debutant direction) The Prelude to the Play: Riding on a borrowed bike and the beautiful voice

Dish Name: Halle 29/11 Recipe ü   Black Pepper + Mace + Clarified Butter Steamed Rice Take two cups of rice (or what suits your need). Add a spoon of clarified butter to the rice and mix it well. Put the clarified butter marinated rice in the cooker with water just a cup more than the rice in quantity. Put three small balls of black pepper and five to eight leaves of fine mace ( javitri ). Let the whistle blow for three or four times before you get it down. ü   Fried Bitter Gourd Take a bitter gourd just a bit better bitter than your wife Chop it into thin round slices nice! Take some refined oil in a frying pan and put it on the gas A little less miserly than the wife who has become so brass, Put a few green chillies nicely chopped into the oil You will do it better than the wife and without any turmoil! One after the other the fine chopped onions go Immediately followed by the ginger-garlic so! And then add these in chronological order:

Bhikre Bimb Vs Broken Images Play: Broken Images Cast: Shabana Azmi and Shabana Azmi’s Image (Conscience) Written By: Girish Karnad Directed By: Alyque Padamsee Venue: Chowdiah Memorial Hall, Bangalore Play: Bhikre Bimb Cast: Arundhati Nag and Arundhati Nag’s Image (Conscience) Written By: Girish Karnad Directed By: Girish Karnad Venue: RangaShankara, Bangalore The Crowd at Chowdiah Memorial Hall on July 19 2012: There were no tattoos on the left side just below the shoulder blade this time! Nonetheless the crowd was intellectual or apparently intellectual yet again. The English was fluent, the wardrobe was starched, the necklace was loud and clear! The Plot: Two sisters Manjula Nayak and Nalini Nayak grow up in a well to do Kannada (Hindi for Broken Images) family. However Nalini is paralysed from the waist and below and gets more attention of the two. Attention is not limited to parental care (where Nali

An evening with “Tumhari Amrita” Play: Tumhari Amrita (Yours Amrita) Writer: Javed Siddiqi Cast: Shabana Azmi and Farouque Shaikh Disclaimer: This is an independent sharing of experience of an audience who saw the play and was mesmerized and disturbed at the same time by this poignant story. IN NO WAY WHATSOEVER IT IS INTENDED TO COMPROMISE THE LEGACY OF THIS GREAT PLAY! It’s through letters that they talk but they talk. A rationalist mind would have advised them to stop it immediately but emotions often score over rationalism and end with Amrita. Born into a Dewan’s family Amrita had a good upbringing at least from the economic point of view. Her proximity with Zulfi (Zulfikar Ali Hyder) began on a birthday party when the innocence of childhood was sublime. The letters (or as advertised love letters) that Amrita and Zulfi write to each other covers the journey of how mutual attraction at the first place soon blossoms into a close fri

                                                        The Hot Rotis (Indian Bread) ©  mulsha nkar13. All articles, scripts, poetry, prose, reviews written here are exclusive copyrights of mulshankar13. Any article, poetry, prose, story or reviews may be reused, quoted in full or as an excerpt only with attribution to "Source: mulshankar13". "Kiran, were the rotis hot when you gave them to Dad”, squeaked in Amit having just returned from office. "Go and check yourself, he is still eating”, retorted Kiran, Amit's wife. "Oh no, I was just asking. Let's have the dinner now; I need to wake up early tomorrow." It was one of those bitter chilly nights of December and Dublin was five degrees below normal temperature. "Kiran sleep closer to me, its cold!" "May I ask you something, Amit?” Kiran lifts her head up from Amit's chest and gazes into his eyes. "You may ask me anything, honey!" "Wh