July 1,
2012
By Saeed
Qureshi
The much awaited
Mushaira 2012 held on June 30, at the Irving Arts Center has been meticulously
organized by the Al-Noor International and other patterns, sponsors and the
promoters. Despite Noor Amrohvi’s
personal great skills and immense expertise at arranging such literary
functions, there was one snag that hung over this marvelous event throughout
the evening. It was a time bound Mushaira that had to be wound-up at some point
between 12 midnight and 1a.m.
Those hurt by
this time constraint were the local poets. Mr. Amrohvi, the founder of the
academy and stage secretary had to make, at the start of the Mushaira, an
unsavory announcement that dampened the spirits of the local poets. Departing
from the established tradition, he announced that for this specific evening,
the guest speakers would first recite or read their poetic creations. He said
that if there was still some time left after all the guest poets had finished,
the local poets would be given a chance to present their verses. Indeed it was
a humiliating call and was least expected.
It would have been
appreciated if such unusual announcement was conveyed to the local poets in
advance who understandably have been waiting for almost a couple of months
particularly for this evening. The attorneys often use a term “bait and switch”
to define a concealed glitch or trick. It means that one may use a subterfuge or
antic to allure and entice the prospective buyers to buy such products as
insurance, gadgets or relief medicines. This is what the chief architect of
this grand literary function has done.
The poets are
sensitive creatures and to debar or exclude or condition them to certain sudden
regulations, unfolded on the spur of the moment, would despair and offend them immeasurably.
That is what happened to the score of local poets who were ready to walk up to
the glittering stage for recital of hard composed ghzals sonnets, poems or
couplets.
The organizers
and chieftains of the International Al-Noor Academy have consciously or
unconsciously disgraced and belittled the local poets in comparison to the
invited poets from other destinations. They have given this message to the
local poets that they were less equals and possessed less poetic genius. It is
another matter that our poets from Dallas are excellent and rather more competent
and versatile than most of the repetitive parrot-like poets imported from
outside.
In the initial
three hours, I have observed that almost all the external poets were dishing
out the same stale stuff that they have been presenting for ages. So where do
you draw the line between an exceptionally outstanding poet and the one who is
on a lower level? But irrespective of the merit of a poet or writer or his or
her being a guest, all deserve the same respect and treatment without segregating
them into guests or local ones. It was the unkindest cut that has hurt the sensitivities
and self- respect of the local poets, which might take some considerable amount
of time to heal up.
What one can
figure out is that it was simply a ruse to beguile the local poets to attend
the assemblage and keep sitting with their fingers crossed till they are mercifully
called to the stage. Most of the poets remained in the hall till the last guest
poet was called and then the party was announced to be over.
The poets expect
appreciation and applause for their compositions that they craft and refine at
the cost of a great deal of mental
exercise, deep pondering and prolonged reflections with the fond hope that they
would be able to share that precious treasure with others. It is naivety to
expect that the audience would remain glued to the seats for the local poets
and to listen to their poetry after an executive and fatiguing long session
allocated entirely to the guest poets. It would be expecting a miracle.
First, no one
would sit that longer at night. Secondly even if a few steadfast poetry lovers still
continue to be present, they would do so for some pressing reason or for the
sake of courtesy. Their minds would not assimilate the contents or catch up
with the spirit of the poetry being presented or proffered at that God-forsaken
hour of night.
So a very
distasteful and rather offensive tradition has been introduced by a person who
otherwise is a fan of Urdu and has been in the service of its publicity and projection
with unswerving dedication and profound selflessness for better part of his
life.
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