Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Identity politics, Conflict situation, self engagement in Theatre

The Brief history of Conflict in India’s northeast
It’s a long history of separatist movements in Northeastern part in India. In the mid of the last century (1950s), identity of India was getting shaped just after the long struggle for its independence. On the other side, voice for separate identities in various places within India was also forming in groups. Small identify holders had fear for vanishing in the canvas of a larger identity. But, people hardly had time to think of it because large section of people was busy in celebrating after feeling free from British emperor. Creating new policies, constructing constitutional laws, strategies for power structure and implementing those are given more emphasis. Off cause that was the need of the time and it is expected that things will be normal in time. Government formed in the centre as well in the provinces and state start functioning. But, just after thirty years of Indian independence, few university students start questioning about the foreign migratory to Assam (a State in India’s Northeast). It’s in 1979.And till 15th August 1985, all days and nights were stormy. One of the major turmoil ever happened after India’s independence in North Eastern Part of India. Later on it is known as ‘Six years Assam agitation’.

On the other side, in the same year (1979) preparation for the first separatist movement in Assam was talking place. Some of the finest brains and the cream of youths of the land left homes and universities in search of their dreams of the new world happening in real. Though the six years Assam agitation took place in a large scale, but, it was a democratic movement. The United liberation front of Assam shortly ULFA become active in mid 80s of the last century which is taken a formal shape on 7th April 1979. Till now they passed almost 30 years of their existence along with many other separatist movements.

Apart from ULFA’s movement in Assam, bulk of young youths of various ethnic groups took arms seeking for a separate state sometimes within India or sometimes outside India in 1980s. Most of these armed movements’ begin out of identical crises caused by dissolving their culture, language and their people into a larger cultural and political identity. In time,it leaded to frequent conflict with the neighboring bigger identity holders and identity finders. The major ethnic identity movements are initiated by the Karbis, Bodos, Dimashas and Komatapuri ethnic groups. Later on most of these movements took a separatist and violent form.

The once rocked separatist armed movement of ULFA in late 1980s comes down by end of twentieth century (1999). The state and the central government take up many counter insurgency measures to control the separatist movements. As the main step the government took up the counter insurgency operations by security forces. The first major counter insurgency campaign code named Operation Bajrang on 27th nov.1990 and the next campaign called as Operation Rhino launched on 14th September 1991 mainly against ULFA. After that Operation Dibro-Chikhuwa, Operation all clear took place.

A major surrendering process took place after the Rhino operation in govt. initiatives. The govt. gave protection and cash payments for rehabilitation. This was the result of two major counter insurgency military campaigns by the Indian Army (Operation Bajrang and Operation Raino) with a series of cleaver political moves credited to the Late Ex Chief minister Mr. Hiteswer Saikia. He used to address the militants as ‘The Boys’ and asked them publicly to come back ‘home’. He declared the surrender scheme in1st June-1992. As a result, today we see more than ten thousands separatist militants thrown their arms and now back at the main stream. In many ways, political life and the life at the streets is better than that period. An influential segment of public opinion in Assam is also formed sided by the government’s position.

The counter insurgency measures are specifically called by a unified command structure where all forces including the state police, central reserve police force and Indian army come under one operational command. Apart from that, laws like the Armed forces Special Powers Acts (AFSPA) 1958 is designed especially for India’s northeast and remained for decades to control violence and bringing the boys back to the mainstream. National security act & TADA acts are also in amplification in India’s northeast to control the same. Already 28 major leaders of the separatist movements are arrested under TADA and 24 leaders are in jail under National security force.

Many rapes cases take place in the process of search-and-arrest operations. Women become the worst sufferers during operations. Almost all persons picked up for questioning whether belonging to any insurgent group or not, are tortured for information. After arest, electric shocks to genitals, cigarette burns, pulling out of finger-nails, dunking the head under water or urine , hanging upside-down for prolonged period, etc are common in the process of colecting informations. In many cases, persons picked up by the security forces have simply disappeared.
The separatist movement in Nagaland was the first to rise in India’s northeast in 1950s. Similar movements in Mizoram and Manipur also followed it. The Naga, Mizo as well as the Meitei movements had their origin in the colonial period. Later on, the Mizos steeled with an agreement. But the Naga movement parted in few fractions and one fraction in negotiating with Govt and still had strong hold over Naga communities spread even to Myanmar.
Though the whole of North East India is about various separatist Movements, still Nagaland, monipur and Assam is in turmoil. Since, the movements and strong, the counter insurgency agendas by the establishment are too strong. So, encounters between the identity finders and identity holders are a regular busyness.Secret killings, purchase and sell of arms, death in unknown reasons, murders are very common in Assam. Mountain, the base camp for almost every self-determination movement of ethnic groups or the sub nationalist armed movements symbolizes man’s fate and destiny of life.

Irom Chanu Sharmila is a women from Monipur, northeast India who is sitting in hunger strick demanding the repeal of the AFSPA from Assam and Monipur, on November 2, 2000, after soldiers of the Indian Paramilitary Assam Rifles allegedly killed ten young Meitei men in a place called Malom in Monipur. Three days later, police arrested Sharmila on charges of ‘attempted suicide’. Suicide or attempted suicide being unlawful under Indian laws.Later She was transferred to judicial custody.To keep her alive, she was force-feed a cocktail of vitamins, minerals, laxatives, protein supplements and lentil soup through the nose with a rubber pipe. As part of a major set of concessions, including the transfer of the Kangla Fort to the State Government, a long-standing demand, Irom Chanu was released on October 2, 2006, on the birthday of Mahatma Gandhi. She immediately made her way secretly to New Delhi, visited Gandhi's mausoleum (samadhi) at Raj Ghat as her first act after being released, and immediately recommenced her fast at the Jantar Mantar monument in Delhi. She was immediately arrested once again and admitted to the All India Institute of Medical Sciences' hospital (AIIMS), but her brother, Irom Singhajit Singh, has challenged the detention in the New Delhi High Court.
Also, as part of these concessions, AFSPA has been repealed for certain parts of urban Manipur.Activists against AFSPA have rejected these concessions as inadequate and demand a complete repeal.On
November 28, 2006, Irom Chanu removed the plastic pipe inserted into her nose to force-feed her, acting against the advice of AIIMS' doctors, in order to resume her forcibly interrupted fast-unto-death demanding the complete repeal of AFSPA.On December 2, 2006, Irom Chanu Sharmila rejected Indian Prime Minister Manmohan Singh's assurance to 'dilute' the AFSPA and announced her intention to continue until complete repeal.
So in our play too, these happenings took place in various shape, form and contents. Mountain is the place where the young boys vanish in the fade. Mothers waits at home day and night for them.Along with these, life goes on. What happens to those mothers who are losing their sons? What happens to those sisters who are growing with the burden and the sight of their brother’s death?

Identity Politics and India’s northeast
A response to social transformation and my theatre

Jamuna, an old woman waits for Sunti, her fifth son to come back from the Mountain. The boys go to join an armed group, Assamese people says that he/she had gone to ‘Mountain’. Mountain is used as a hint. Only her two daughters are with her. One after another, her four sons had already left for the Mountain and never came back. A dumb Mountain is the Sole Power to take away or to give life. Mountain is mysterious for them. Sometimes, the news of the accidental death or sometimes the blood shaded dead body comes back. Now Padma, the youngest son, is ready to leave home for the Mountains...... A deep sense of anxiety flows in the house.Padma leaves for his destiny in spite of Constant pleadings of his mother. Jamuna’s desperate attempt to stop her last son from going to the Mountains ends in an unsuccessful effort.

The mother remains in the house of memories and her two daughters. Kanta & Lakhimi are waiting for Padma’s return which is predetermined by the terror of death. One day, Padma’s dead body is brought back to the house by a group of people belonging to the neighboring village. The unseen terror becomes an immutable truth.

This is a play named Mrytur Dath Cha (dark shadow of death) which I directed in 1990’s in Assamese language. After the performances, some people suggested to present the play in the places like Tamulpur- (a place through which boys used to move to join ULFA (united liberation front of Assam) and in the places next to the Bhutan- Assam international border. That was the times basically people are reluctant to talk publicly about the armed movements, violation of human rights whether by state or armed groups. An unseen fear use to move among the mass. So, regarding the theme of the play too, people are unwilling to talk about. An unseen fear always there among the civilians.

I have seen my college mates vanishing from the classes during my college days for years. I meet few of them after long fifteen years when they came back to mainstream surrendering their arms in front of state mechanism. Apart from my personal experiences, I feel like to address the areas like Food, Shelter, Water, Ethnicity, Identity, Conflict of identities, Women, Arms, Political Conflict etc.

Rangpherpi Rangbe -a play in karbi language based on a legend of the ethnic group

Time: Middle age. Feudalism was in its peak.
Kareng Rangpherpi was a karbi peasant woman and agriculture was their livelihood. The inhabitants of the state where Karbis were living at that time become irritated by the feudal ruler’s tyranny. The king of the state was bringing up a cub and lot of people was employed to take care of the royal pet. Hence, a growing conflict of the common people with the feudal tyrants ensured. Popular dissent against the feudal was met with extreme penalty. Once, the cub became weak because of illness. According to the priest’s advice the king sent his soldiers throughout the state in search of woman who had nursing infants as only human milk could cure his illness. So, the drive to collect milk from nursing Mother’s breasts began-inflicting inhuman torture and humiliation in the process. Who has courage to speak against the king and royal soldiers?

The soldiers stopped Kareng Rangpherpi while she was coming back from work. Kareng -mother of a new born baby had the courage to resist the humiliation and torture. So, she neither stooped nor run away, instead she took up her axe and fought against them. And she killed the royal soldiers and ignited the fire of the first rebellion.

This enraged the king. It’s a sign of rebellion. So immediately it should be crushed! The king started a campaign in search of Kareng, so that the seed of mutiny could be nipped at the bud. Taking advantage of the darkness of night, Kareng campaigned from village to village and organized a group of rebellious people. They constructed a number of jungle roads in various directions from their deserted village in such a manner that the invading soldiers could only come back to the same spot again without making any headway. Meanwhile, Kareng and her companies had escaped into safety. It was indeed an unparallel saga of courage and ingenuity against exploitation.

Oppressed common people will not tolerate any body who want to snatch away their birth right- this is Rangpherpi Rongbe’s thought. Not only a thought, but she proved it in her time. Rangpherpi is the example that the woman protagonist as a leader who challenges the traditional customary practices to fight repressive laws of the king.

I don’t know whether it helps in the peace building process, but I keep doing plays, capacity building training programmes with the folk artists, non artists too of various ethnic groups like the karbis, Bodos, Nagas, various ethnic groups of Arunachal Pradesh etc. That’s how another few of my plays called Thong Nokbe ( in Karbi Language), Scratches on time(in Bodo Language),Dapun( in Hindi language, Arunachal Pradesh), Nisheli and Technicolour Dreams( In Nagamese Language) came up.

Technicolour Dreams is the last work which I did with a Naga youth group from Nagaland, another state of India’s northeast. Conflict background of Nagaland has been portrayed through the play. Factional clashes, conflict with use of language, ethnic harmony etc.

I personally think peaceful co-existence of ethnic groups is a difficult tusk. But, it needed to be tried out to resist in the wave of Globalization. The ethnic groups may be empowered with literacy, good health and cultural expression and importantly developing political decision making capacity.

Gaantha- the 1st text -an installation Performance

A black street echoing with the melodies of a lullaby.......Jharuwala, the host of that space wakes up in a bright morning, feeling fresh and caressed by the soothing cool wind of the nearby river. He wipes out yesterday’s garbage - a long road is in front of him; a black snake....Native rituals, vedic chants and shantis are creating a milieu arguing on the philosophy of traditional belief and value judgment.

The wide street between man and academics and the effort to make you an eligible man - is a black snake again. Certificates are becoming currency at the peak of inflation. Aches of burning values of certification are flying high in the wind. What can we do! Our welfare state’s planning is in cold storage for the last 56 years. We are waiting since when it is difficult to remember.......

Human being dream - wants to fly. This flight in the sky & landing on earth in an already determined mould becomes two different dreams to realize.

Some of them have lost their patience to continue and those who are still in, intercommunicates like the Jharuwala and finds that “he has lost everything”. The Jharuwala has a full library of history in dark that doesn’t deserve this fate but still he owns lots of plastic, steel, rubber, remote etc. etc. He has seen that the simplicity of indigenous inhabitants of the land living with their traditional ethos and practice is becoming Jesus – a throned helmet on their head.

‘Bhumi’, worthless to make it a point, to remember or realise the relationship between mankind and earth. What it means is that people are gradually losing their relationship with earth (bhumi)! or what sort of relationship they are talking about is? Many a time it is heard and talked about that we have a strong existence of parliamentary politics in the state. How do they handle the issues of existence, survival and identity!

People have lost their faith-on time. And time lost its faith. Time rebels, youth rebels against time..... History rebels, history rebuilds - how cultural diversification in ‘mainstream’ co-existd with gun and terror! Hands are covered with human blood. Today living Macbeths are with us. And we individually pretend to be out of that terror, (Oh!) we and our friendly circumstances. A revolver is invented to kill. The arms manufactured in different spaces became the determinants of our life and thoughts.

Don’t dare to question on ethnic existence – The black snake will leap up again with its venomous fang. Glossy endorsements are soothing to the eyes only .............vanishes in glitter. The black snack cannot snatch away human desires....... self, identity, determination will remain questioned.
None of those are new talks. But, repetitively told and talked all those many many times. How glorious the glorified mainstream is! Jharuwala’s bookshelf is full of ideas, examples..............

Being mesmerized by the magic of commodity, packaging, purchasing capacity, plasticity, and glorification. Now what’s next! The whole globe is yours.........When advertising and globalisation are at the Zenith - we, who hope for a prosperous tomorrow - we dream in our dream, we dream that “We are not dreaming”.

Memsahab Prithvi is a play about struggle for identity, Natural resources, Drinking water, oil market and portrayal of women’s role in peace. There is a blend of a folklore based on fertility, water and woman sacrifice and (we say) a contemporary tale created on issues of my resign. The women characters have been portrayed as symbols of sacrifice. The folktale woman who is sacrificing has been glorified whereas the contemporary woman (as compared to Irom chanu Sharmila) in hunger strike seeking peace in Northeast India.
But in one of the scenes a strange irony has been shown where a burkha clad afghan woman is the translator between 2 male non-state armed groups. She is shown to be able to communicate in English with the cadres from NE. This can be analyzed towards how role of women in armed conflict becomes very crucial as interpreters also even in a patriarchal setup like Afghanistan. In the deeper sense throughout this scene the woman character in spite of being inside the veil was actually the most powerful one even while the men around her had both arms and authority.

Extractions of resources in the form of oil and water have been symbolically placed to depict the unequal resource extraction from the NER. The issues of migration and missing men have been dealt with the portrayal of single women headed households in the context of conflict. At the same time the impact of globalization, power and money has been shown as causes of crackdown of initial idealism even within the insurgent groups in question. Use of football, code language of ink, Festival, pen etc have been creatively used to portray serious armed activities of the armed groups.

Role of women from the folklore till date hasn’t changed from the sacrificial nature to any other form. But symbolic portrayal of the image of a veil clad identity of state, thought process or person shows the emergence of a situation beyond any gender stereotype.

In my Process of Work I prefer to evolve performance text for my plays. Styles of plays are diverse in itself depending on subject , theme, language, people, context, opens up patriarchy, throws open patriarchic perspective to the audience to perceive. Multi –lingual and physical theatre, props, alternative music. No text or no written script in a way challenging the hetero normative structure of theatre form.

My thematic representation has always been contextualized in the backdrop of conflict. These issues of widowhood, women headed households and search for alternatives to livelihood and getting into the traps of insurgency reflects the current scenario which I have been experiencing from very close window.

People are scared and they would like to jeopardize their families and friends. NE being located in a national security zone anything that’s controversial becomes problematic. Stringent laws and public indifference add to the culture of impunity.

The use of theatre as a social mobilization tool for the oppressed is a conscious effort to connect to the various movements and connecting theatre with these movements indeed have led to creative expression of advocacy.

Peace Building as a process is distinctive in relation to practicing power, empowering for the people to let them imagine something beyond repression and unjust situations. Self determination and ethnic diversity are very inherent factors with which I am fascinated with. The concept of making theatre a tool for cultural expressions and creating cadres of young people who are empowered with the skills of the acting, makeup, set designing, music and direction.I wished to connect to the masses through her mancha yatra where she has reached out to all kinds of people. Her initiative has never faced any opposition which is an indicator of constructive interaction with all stakeholders.

The Case Study is presented for DAWN South and south East Asian Regional Consultation on Feminist Engagement with Conflict, Impunity and Peace,Kathmandu, Nepal, 2009


The anxiety of travelling own land

ManchaYatra: theatre on wheels: traveling india’s northeast

21st March 2007
It was a hot day as usual in Assam. But for the members of Jirsong theatre, it was full of excitement as we are supposed to take off on wheels to travel our own northeast under the programme titled Mancha Yatra. We arranged this touring theatre programme since the strength of Jirsong Theatre is not adequate I think, in comparison to the size of the programme. Looking back to it, we are surprised ourselves that how we made Mancha Yatra possible! We were touring with the play titled Gaatha-the 1st text. I say it is a collaborative theatrical performance which is created along with couple of literature pieces including few writings of Nilomoni Phukan, Sameer Tanty, Monoj Kumar Goswami and few others. Along with the installation by visual Artist Dilip Tamuli.

In this hot weather condition even, I think no one has found time to think off even. We arranged a press conference on the same day at the Guwahati press club. Sangeet and Sahitya Academy award winner Mr. Arun Sharma presided over the conference. National school of Drama alumni renowned Assamese actor Mr. Pranjal Saikia and Sangeet Natak award winner Musician Mr. Khirud Khaklari had grassed the occasion. Mr.Pranjal Saikia underlined in his speech about the importance of the youth in bringing about a change in the society and appreciated the endeavor taken up by the theatre troupe is very inspirational and aspiring. Their presence really encouraged all of us. Mr Khirud Khaklari chanted a Mantra, Mr. Arun Sharma lighted on the importance of the programme and I on behalf of Jirsong Theatre gave the briefings about the scheduled programme and mentioned about all our major supporters - National school of Drama, North East Network and North East Zone Cultural centre. Local collaborators like Cultural affairs Department, Govt .of Assam; Transport Department, Govt. of Assam, Himalayan Tribal Entertainer, Arunachal Pradesh; Ban Theatre, Assam; Sanskriti Samanya Kendra,Tripua;NagalandTheatre Fraternity,Nagaland;MizoramDramaorganization,Mizoram and Sahid Nyakh Bhawan, Guwahati.

At the afternoon, we back to the Sahid Nyakh Bhawan, our rehearsal venue where from we are supposed to start off. Bus was ready. By the evening we started off towards Mizoram.

Mancha Yatra performances have taken place in two phases. The first phase has started by April 21st and continued till May12th 07 and performed at Mizoram, Nagaland, Tripura, Arunachal Pradesh and Assam. The second phase restarted by June 24th and continued till July 27th. In the second phase, we covered the Meghalaya and remaining shows at Assam. We couldn’t manage to perform at Manipur.

The scheduled performances are over by 27th of June, 07. Without the co-operation of local collaborators and financial supporters, the Mancha Yatra couldn’t be possible. Undoubtedly it was really a unique experience. Over and above, it was an opportunity to put forward a step to realize what is north east is all about. While we started off, Rimjim, an actress of our group said Mancha Yatra is connecting people for her and for Dhiraj it is relationship. After few months of the programme took place, I don’t know whether they found connectivity with the people, culture and ethos of north east, but for sure, Mancha Yatra will stand as a event in their life that provided a space to build connection in future. I am sure it will be same for the others members too.

Apart from the performances of the play, we managed to visit villages nearby when and wherever it was possible. After our performance at Udaipur, Tripura, the other day we visited to a Sakma Village and spent some time with local people. Our Artist Manav, Mouchumi, Mrinal, Dhiraj were egger to attend more people, more villages. It was probably their age making them inquisitive about new things. But, Manav was always doubtful whether he will be able to come to these places again. So he wanted to grasp the fullest in this go. Umakanta joined him, we may found possibility to go to Delhi, Mumbai or Bishakhapattanam, but to a village or township of northeast; it’s very rare and never thought off, almost impossible. For them and many others a simple village was exotic.

On the other hand, the whole Tripura experience gave us a lesson. We never noticed the kind to cooperation, initiation and collective effort in theatre earlier. At back to Guwahati, on 11th June at Rabindra Bhawan, we arranged a session with our well wishers who were egger to know the experiences of the tour. In that session, many of us were repetitively mentioned Tripua experiences. Sanskriti Samanya Kendra was a concept that no one among us had thought that that could be possible. Why I say Tripura experience is a lesson, because many of us is found questioning, if possible in Tripura, why not in assam?

Again the show at Chizami, a village almost 30 km away from Kohima, Nagaland was a unique experience. One of the main reasons was its beautiful topography, warmth of the members of our collaborator North east network and villagers. They did not leave space to feel tiredness of the continuous travel by a Bus. We performed the play their in a local public ground at day time. We were bit scary that we never present the play at day time. But, when villagers started to help us arranging the set, approximately one thousand audiences gathered to watch the play, all doubt and hesitations gone away. It did not take time to develop a language to communicate with each other.

Mr. Samudra Gupta Kashyap, Journalist of Indian express group cum writer indicated in our Booklet, ‘may be a well-planned cultural exchange programme from every state of the Northeast to the others would bring us a cultural understanding and integration among the communities of the region. It will definitely enrich a well planned cultural strategy to the reason.’

Mr. Kashyap wrote again that we get our cultural communicators together under one common concept having one important goal .This we can achieve by putting in some extra effort of visiting one another, spending time with them, understanding the cultural nuances and peculiarities, and then exchanging ideas that help us come closer. Once this is achieved, we also have the solemn duty of creating a picture of ourselves that can be put into the heads of those who live in the world outside.

As an ethnic group, we have our own respective identities; hence we must have a common identity sharing concerns, issues and identities. Probably, People are getting ready to share a common space with each other. Initiation and attention by the people in a large scale will lead a shape. “Being a close observer in the field of Culture, I physically experienced that such kind of inter-cultural programmes lead us to attain unity, friendship and even brotherhood. I am sure that Cultural activities are the best weapon for integrity & fraternity of our great country as a whole and the North East in particular”, said by C.Lianzama in his write up published in at our booklet of Mancha Yatra.He is Aizwal based who served the state as a Dy. Director of Art & Culture, Mizoram Govt.


Connecting back to Manav and Umakanta’s thrill of not being able to come back again to these places, I keep questioning myself - why? Why they could not came back? May be because they are not visualizing any reason to come back again, may be (they think) we are not going to plan this kind of tour any more.Over and above I think they had all the reason to go to Delhi, Mumbai or Bishakhapattanam as an artist or as an individual of the century.

Now a days we hardly approach to know about our neighborhoods. We read news of Kohima and next day we forgot about that. We do care if something is happening in my door only. I don’t want to comment saying that we are entering into a self centred society, rather wish to hope that we will realize the importance of building a communication among ourselves for better existence in the age of global economic power. Hope, Manav and Umakanta could find reason to come back to these societies again. Till we keep ignoring about each other we will be the loser, non other. Loosing the strength of unified power in all fields starting form politics to literature to performing arts will hold us from the growth in civilization. While we talk about identity movements and agree to the importance of those then we must think about a unified identity in a liberal form where all individual identities will be respected.

Mancha Yatra was a title selected for our travelling India’s northeast pragramme .But, in the end of it we realized that people are there willing and waiting to share with their neighbours. Time is knocking at the door to accept that as a mission only.
For us, it was a wonderful experience that we ever had. It will remain in our heart. It is very difficult to put in words.
Mancha yatra is just a beginning…

This Article is written for Tripura Theatre, Published by Suvrangshu Chakraverty, Tripura Theatre, Tripura, India 2006

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

22 days in the land of sunrise-Arunachal Pradesh

Theatre,Y.D. Thonshi & Mirror

14th April 08
Today is the 1st day of Assamese calendar year. My Mobile is ringing frequently. I am also sending back short message to my co-artists, friends and well wishers. Living in a crowded and noisy city, often miss my parent, brother and relatives in a small hilly town, Diphu. The bright sunshine guides me to the land of Sunrise in the east of India. My destination is Naharlagan, little kilometer away form the capital of Arunachal Pradesh, Itanagar. A theatre workshop with the local artists in the beautiful town is on my card. With rigorous interaction and practice as my agendas, I am also expecting to Arunachal, earlier known as NEFA.

Pranjal K. Saikia knocked the door to inform-the vehicle has arrived. And soon our journey begins. We were accompanied by another actor Shantanu Monsun. Slowly we left Guwahati and our vehicle starts rolling on the bumpy National Highway, 52. Looking through the windows, the soft spoken guy, Pranjal looks at the morning daily-all useless news. Shananu was quick to respond, after all media is a business. I tried to intervene; everything is a business today, perhaps not the theatre. And we are the believer of art-no business, no glamour and no money.

After one hour journey through the hilly terrain of Jorabat, our vehicle arrived at Kagaj Nagar, Jagiroad. Soon after a light breakfast and grabbing few bottles of packaged water with biscuits, we start the next phase of our journey. More terrible road welcomes us, as the construction of 4-lane Highway was on progress. A good news but in expense of hundred living trees on the road side. The broadening of the road demanded the lives of those green old trees. Development comes with a price for all of us.

Pranjal is a senior member of our theatre group. He is an actor and a very good organizer. Shantanu is new in our group from Barpeta District. He has a musical background. We will be there almost for a month. We are excited and looking forward.

If you go to a place and does not stay for long and don’t taste the local cuisine, enjoy the indigenous culture, roam around the streets, vegetable markets and villages, I don’t think, that is a stay. I always wish to enjoy the local colour and flavor of a place with optimum involvement that inspire me to understand the celebration of lives in their ways.

Passing Nagaon, a major town of Assam, and our vehicle turned left to cross the mighty river Brahmaputra. The longest road bridge Kolia Bhomora guided us to Tejpur, the land of Usha-Anirudha.

Even, traveling through the north bank of River Brahmaputra in Assam is fascinating always. It is different, unique and special. The wide-ranging Tea gardens in the both sides of the High way fascinate all of us. The empty road with clear sky makes our mind fly and for hours we become silent.

The highway tuned towards Arunachal at Balipara. The virgin Arunachal hills become visible. We reached check gate at Halengi, the necessary formalities is done by Pranjal.Its terrible. We need so much formality to visit our own lands. Inner Line Permit, RAP (which is applicable for the foreigners) etc.

I am coughing badly and feeling feverish. Though my health forced me to sleep most of the time in the journey, but in between I did not forgot to look outside frequently. The fish sellers and the boys in the bicycles with a typical orchid locally called KOPOU, the old people in the street wearing snow white attire is very much fascinating.

I was almost dark, by the time we reached Naharlogun. We entered into a hotel called Chandini as planned. Mr. Tam was waiting for us. His warmth made us forgetting the tiredness of our journey. A hilly silence covered us.

15th April 08
Arunachal Pradesh State govt. is celebrating its completion of one year of its 5year tenure. It is a festive mood here. The whole day we waited to meet the local organizers of the workshop. The local organizer is the dept of culture, Arunachal Pradesh and the sponsor is North East Zonal cultural Centre. In the evening, an official of the dept. of Culture, A.P. turned up. He discussed about the requirements of the workshop. He took the list and goes out by saying that we are going to start the workshop tomorrow. I was still suffering from fever. I ordered a chicken soup. The kitchen manager refused to take the order since it was 7.30 by the time. They are ready only with dinner orders. It reminds my earlier experiences in Nagaland, Mizoram etc that it is a hill station of north east. So, here sun rises early and as well sun sets also early. Almost in all the hills stations of North east like Izwal, Dimapur, Kahima, my home town Diphu, the dark comes by 5 or 5.30 in the evening and by 7.30 it’s really night. Only Dreams may be borrowed from the lone tiny roads of the towns. Deep Silence will be the mediator.

16th April 08
We begin our work. It was a taught day. We needed to try heard to establish a communication among us. Few of them are local ethnic Artists and others belong to local Bangoli community. It was a mixed group in term of age ethnicity and requirement. We divided the group into two parts for convenience to conduct the sessions since few of them are below class ten standards. While the organizer selects participants, they never know that the participants from different age (at least) group will be a difficult task for all of us. I have seen, this type of initial workshops are never been shaped in the period of planning. Though that is not their fault. Since this is an initial workshop.

17th April 08
It was a cloudy day. I am not getting well. Still, I am trying to feel better. The participants are excited. That was the best part. They are looking for new things. We heard few folk stories from the participant today. Pranjal started some theatre games. I stared few action reaction games…

18th April 08
The blue and fresh Hills give you peace. It brings silent to me always. In Arunachal too, it is making me silent. In last two days, I am reading a book called ‘the legends of Paisem’ published by Penguin and written by Mamang Dai. Mamang is an acclaimed writer cum practicing journalist. I heard about this book and also about her narrative pattern. She is one of the best known writers from Arunachal Pradesh. Lumbai Dai and Yeje Darye Thongshi are very known writers nationally and they are very close to Assamese Readers. They write in Assamese language.

19th April 08
I, Pranjal and Shantanu are reading books every night and Next day, we share the stories.We are trying to find out a suitable story or a folktale or a play. I was caring Antigone, The tempest and Nagamandal with me. But, we are realizing that a play will be a much taught job, because the workshop starts only by 9.30 am and get over by 4-30 pm. Most of the participants have no experience even watching a theatre. No one heard of Ratan Thiyam or B.V. Karanth or even not close to folk performances. But, many of them manage to sing and know bit of traditional dance forms. Mrs. Arati Khound, an enthusiastic and eldest participant knows many dance forms of A.P. She is a local of AP and got married to an Assamese. Anthropologically A.P. is a culmination of many ethnic groups practicing separate language and culture.

Our search for a story is on. We are reading books by Y.D. Thongshi, Lumbe Dai, Mamang Dai etc. Pranjal collected books from district library. I bought few books from a book stall too. But, we are enjoying the process.

20th April 08
Shantanu said, in the vegetable market, I show, most of the shopkeepers are sitting with dry cabbages. I replied, for seasonal vegetables, Arunachal Pradesh may be dependent on Assam. Pranjal Added, The south of Arunachal Pradesh is bordered by Assam; other three side of A.P. is bordered by China and Bhutan. So, the national communication is through Assam only. If a road blockage or bandha takes place in Assam, AP too effected.

I and Shantanu went to the streets. We wanted to see how it looks at night. It was seven pm and the streets sleep in the lap of deep silence. Pranjal was busy structuring the story for performance. I wait till everyone goes to the world of dream and I read a Mamang’s poetry – the river poem. A folk tale collected by Y.D. Thangshi make me traveling in the world of past. In the silence, I try to connect with someone sitting in the other end of the world in the internet.


21st April 08
With the child group, we are devising a play. Nothing has structured yet. We are just shuffling the ideas with eight of them. It is a Y. D. Thansgi’s story called DAPUN means Mirror with the senior group. Pranjal discovered the story and we all liked it.

22nd April 08
Today we had typical Arunachal’s dinner. Rice with Boiled Chicken with green herbs. In the hotel; it was good, better than regular Indian dishes. In fact Pranjal and Shantanu are almost always trying local foods in different restaurants in lunches. After dinner, we three of us had discussed about the plays and we composed a song for the child group. Pranjal played an important role in translating the song.

23rd April 08
The production is in process. I always believed that a production is not important in a workshop. But, the participants must get a process that they may create any production later on and understand the process of creating a play and enjoy the pleasure of a life performance.

24th April 08
The participants today seem that they are happy. It means that they are receiving the ideas. Pranjal is very happy to see them happy. He is a very well know story writer and novelist. He received the Sahitya Academy Award for his writings. I, Pranjal and Shantanu –we all are excited to dramatize a story of Y. D. Thanshi. He is a writer loved by readers in Assam.

Celebrating our happiness, we went to the place called Itaford. It has a historical importance. But, we become unable to know that who constructed the fort. Shantanu spoke to many people living nearby. But, we are enabling to foggier it out. Like many other north eastern ethnic groups, here also there is no written history.

25th April 08
Today we did a market survey in search of costumes and sets materials. Market is not very big in Naharlagun and in Itanagar. So, we did not take long time to understand the possibility in terms of materials. I was taking an eye on the possible materials at every moment whenever we are in the market and even while traveling through. Arati Khound gives us company. She is the eldest participant in our workshop. We had a cup of tea and a pannier jalapi. None of us had tested a jelepi made up with pannier earlier. We enjoyed.

26th April 08
Had seen a wonderful film in TV.
Visited the Itanagar Trade fair for materials for designing. In the evening, I went to talk with the manager of a tent house. Me and Shantanu was ready to hear that we wont get stage lights for theatre e.g. p.c. Spots, Dimmers etc. But, the tent house owner agreed to manage the necessary lights and accessories. We are happy, in fact Very happy. Oh, at least for the demonstration we will get 10-12 p.c and few par lights. And we will get a consol too.
27th April 08

We are discussing on the properties and the set materials required for the play. Everything is very costly here in Itanagar. We are calculating budget matters. In the mean time a call from the workshop in charge Mr.Tam comes. After listening to his words, we are stunts. The light charges will be too high. It will be eighty percent of our total budget.

28th April 08
For lights, we started to think alternative. Mr. Tam suggested for presenting the play in halogen lights. We cannot agree with him. We cannot allow our artists to perform in halogens. I tried to arrange lights from Guwahati. I had discussed with few lights hiring agencies of Guwahati. They all said that they will be able to confirm tomorrow only. I am sure; tonight will be a nightmare for all of us.

29th April 08
AAINA Pranjal decided the title for the performance. AAINA is a local word easily associated with mirror. Pranjal had worked on the first draft of the play. He wrote the dialogues for sequences. The story tells the tale of interaction between isolated lifestyle of the inhabitants of the blue hills of lower parts of Himalaya and the modern scientific discoveries.
I initially concentrated on the children group .Developed a small play on Imagination. I titled the piece as ‘Sathi sapna dekho’.


30th April 08
The plays are preparing in Hindi language. Since every participant’s mother tang is different from each other. In Itanagar, Hindi is very common. In this case Pranjal translated the story to Hindi from Assamese.

1st May 08
I with Shantanu am preparing the synopsis of the play for publicity.
…A teacher was appointed to a new village school in the Aakun Basti. It is a story while Arunachal Pradesh was known as NEFA. The village is located in a remote corner and the inhabitants had no idea about a school. It was very new for them. Even they are ignorant about Slate, Pen, pencil, book etc. The teacher was the first person to bring a Gramophone and a looking mirror to the village. When the villagers discovered those things in the teacher’s residence, they were surprised. Rather astonished.

A girl called Wangdan, a resident of the village had a difficult past. Her face is destroyed by a village boy named Chimbo for not being able to receive her attention. Wangdun after looking herself in the mirror feels very depressed. And she committed suicide in the same day in the nearby forest. The mirror become fun for many villagers and Children, But, for Wangdun it is the reason of self killing. This is the storyline of the AAINA. ……

Little tired, so, we planned to write the synopsis of the other play tomorrow.

2nd May 08
The play Sathi Sapna Dekho is devised and developed with the young participants of the workshop. Their homeland is one that that is the land of sun rise. They dreamt of a beautiful land which is green, peaceful and competent. The young minds talk about anti social activities of the society which they don’t wish to exist in their imaginary ideal world. They wish to fly high and see the world of their imagination.

3rd May 08
We had a long day today. We rehearsed till late evening. The lights equipments reached today. Shiva and Kanu are skilled light technician. They worked together earlier for our theatre group in Guwahati. We all are relieved to see them. We planned to arrange lights tonight only. Since, we are egger to have a lights rehearsal tomorrow.

4th May 08
Today is the final day. Walk up in very early in the morning. I still use to take a lot of tension about any performance. I remain excited, tensed and anxious till the show is over. Over and all I never meet Sir Thanshi before. I spoke to him over phone few months back. I doubt that he remembers me. I am worried because he is going to witness the performance tomorrow.
5th May 08
The Performance was at Shidharth hall, Itanagar. Performance went off. No technical hassle. Audience set till end and they seemed enjoying. Khanindra Deka, a reputed Reported from Guwahati came to see the performance at Itanagar. Sir Thanshi Came before time and remained sited till we starts off. We performed the Sathi Sapna Dekho first and than Aaina. In the end of the performance, he met all the artists. Khanindra Deka had an exclusive dialogue with him. Khanindra told me that Sir Thanshi liked the performance. We are glad that he is not annoyed. Our worries went off. Even, everyone went off. We and Mr. Tam remained .We knew that the performance is over. While we reached hotel, we realized now it is the time to back to Guwahati.

6th May 08
We started to Guwahati in very early in the morning with our memories. It was 4 a.m. in the morning; a very silent disturbing morning raped us. We came to Bandar dewa, we crossed the border of A.P.

A car arraigned by my brother’s friend was waiting for us. Khanindra Deka, Pranjal, Shantanu and me were silent in the car, may be enjoying the scenic beauty or playing with the memories..........

And here is the directorial note of me for the performance:

We are looking for long time to find an opportunity to create a theatre piece with ethnic artists of Arunachal Pradesh. It has given me an ample of scope to interact with local talents. I believe it is one of the important activities that may inspire evolving an identity of North Eastern theatre. Interaction among the Artists of India’s alienated northeast is expected from long past. In the long run, this kind of exercise may contribute tremendously towards the growth of larger Northeastern identity. In the process of working together we have discovered each other. This kind of process may help us to exchange more and more ideas, believes and thoughts. It is really a rewarding experience for me as well as my colleges.

The Article was written for Rang Prashang , A National School of Drama Publication,2007