Today would have been the last, heady day of the Shanaakht Festival 2009. Today, CAP was going to present an exciting and diverse range of events; a kabaddi match, discussions with iconic Pakistanis, photo exhibitions, street theatre, and oral histories of the partition generation. Today T2F was going to host a story-telling session with Mrs. Raziuddin who played in the lap of Josh Sb as a child and was one of the first women in Karachi to drive a car, run a business, and make a film. Today, T2F was going to host a Mushaera featuring Karachi’s leading Urdu poets. Today, ADP and other musicians would have started arriving at the venue to set the stage for Raag and Roll. Today, thousands of Karachi’s citizens would have thronged the Arts Council to participate in a free, open festival celebrating our history, art, theatre, poetry, music, and resilience.
Today, why aren’t we all at the Karachi Arts Council, instead of sitting at home and writing frustrated blog posts? Answers will vary depending on who you ask. I think, as always, the real answers to such complex questions, are blowing in the wind.
Much has happened in the 4 days since the occurrence of the “incident” that unraveled the Shanaakht Festival 2009 in under 10 minutes. The press has misreported and reported, apologies have been rendered, threats have been issued, FIRs have been registered, government lackeys have lashed out at CAP, and aggrieved parties continue to expound their views on blogs and social networks. Many have spoken volumes by choosing to remain silent.
My earlier post on the Shanaakht mess has met with considerable criticism; which is absolutely fine – many valid points have been raised – but I am pained to be included in a group that one blogger writes about “… and it continues with tacit support of our so-called liberal intelligentsia”, because I commented strongly on the stupidity of the artwork. I have also been blown away by the inability of so-called educated people to read, analyze, and process.
After watching “Judgement at Nuremberg”, I lay in a crumpled heap for 2 hours, unable to speak for fear of throwing up. The film taught me, in no uncertain terms, about the granularity, complexity, and multi-hued textures of situations. Opinions evolve and can change over time. One can’t go through life being glib about everything, especially when commenting from very safe distances.
On a side-note, I tried to reconvene T2F’s Nadeem Aslam reading and conversation session at a venue that had earlier promised support to T2F following its eviction. Quite understandably, they said NO owing to security concerns. This is exactly what I expected following the Shanaakht fiasco, when I said that all our work will now be threatened and destablilized. This is why judiciousness and prudence is necessary in this environment, if you want to keep plugging away and making a difference. I don’t think that makes one a sell-out!
Since my stance is considered dubious and sketchy by some, I hereby declare my demands and an urgent call for a protest at the Karachi Press Club and other venues:
MY STANCE
I unequivocally condemn the violent attack of 8th April 2009 on arts, culture, and our freedom, and stand in solidarity with all voices of resistance
MY DEMANDS
1. Complete withdrawal of the FIR
2. Protection to be guaranteed to the organizers of the festival and the artist
3. Action to be taken by the government against the attackers
4. Retraction of the government’s statement supporting the armed attack on civilians






