The
evening of 28th December….
I
never heard about IPTA until a week back. All I could make out from their
brochure was IPTA stands for Indian People’s Theatre Association. Of the
variety of programmes in offer by the Bhilai chapter, I was interested in the
last day ie 28th December – Rastriya Nirtya Samaroh (National Dance
fest).
The
evening was a perfect confluence of folk, classical, music, talent and
rhapsody. There was Jhumar, Bihu, Gidda, folk dances from Chhattisgarh,
Rajasthan & Kashmir. The music was live and the energy infectious.
The
last time I attended a cultural dance fest that too with sole Indian folk &
classical dances was way back in my school. By the time I came to college, the
stages danced to the tune of cinematic versions. Rahman & Enigma ruled.
Classical was enjoyed only when presented either as a fusion or as a fast
number. Maybe pure classical or folk lost its fervour because the narration was
sometimes incomprehensible to the masses. Of course… for arts and dance only a
moron will attach language as a barrier.
I'm
a trained classical dancer. Cinematic and classical fusions have made me sick,
although I have adorned those roles many times. The yearning for something pure
had been there for long and the evening of 28th gave me that vent.
I
walked into Kala Mandir just wanting to have a nice evening. But when I left, I
was ecstatic…
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