<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228</id><updated>2011-08-03T10:45:48.172+05:30</updated><category term='bangalore'/><category term='theatre jam'/><category term='collaborate'/><category term='public space'/><category term='sunday'/><category term='photography'/><category term='music'/><category term='art'/><category term='october'/><category term='movement'/><category term='what&apos;s up'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='happening'/><category term='banaglore'/><category term='help'/><title type='text'>evolving theatre definitions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-1294863540086498978</id><published>2010-03-30T14:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:13:22.895+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Conceptually, the jam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="hide"&gt;          &lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just thought I'd post something about the jam that I wrote- since we keep writing concept notes, it makes sense to have some of that conceptualising leak over for dialogue :) and this blog doesn't seem to have much on evolving conceptualisations...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="hide"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="hide"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Short Summary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Theatre jam, an initiative  began more than a year back to address concerns of art and media  practice within the city. It has turned into an open space not only  for theatre, but music, art installations, canvass art, photography,  media art- all of these to co-exist. It also forms an interesting interface  for dialogue on "amateur and professional" art practice and  content of exploration. We are hoping that the forum eventually will  lead to skill building through sharing and artists to practice their  art for communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theatre jam rose out as a counter response to the general caging of  art and art practice within confines of entertainment and commercialization.  Through theatre jam, Maraa hoped to bring artists of all sorts together  in public spaces, so they would meet, connect and collaborate more creatively.  Theatre jam wanted to bring artists and communities together instead  so that the distance and the mysticism that existed between the artist  the audience could diminish. This way, diverse content and forms could  reach people directly, and this could directly enrich and enliven urban  spaces- which we also hoped would lead to renewed public sense of community  and dialogue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Theatre in Bangalore currently  seems to exist on a culture-space pedestal for the practitioner and  (more recently) in minds of the audiences. Rangashankara as a theatre  space has managed to create a facelift for theatre as a legitimate,  mainstream and popular cultural commodity to engage with. If one were  to understand this as an artists’ movement that brought visibility  to the form, the general hope was that other movements addressing content,  form and practice would emerge. What seems to have followed is a series  of unresolved debates on quality of performances, availability of performance  spaces, infrastructural accessibility and a further branching off &amp;amp;  politicization of space and resources.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Working with our artist  selves and needs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;To be able to conceive and  contextualize content &amp;amp; form is, in our opinion an essential need  for artists to develop their work. As a practitioner in the city one  has various entry points into the “form” of theatre. Being called  amateur artists is quite acceptable; with one often being subject to  observations and critique: for example, theatre with unique content,  refined in form could only be created as one worked towards acquiring  a certain professional tag. And to acquire this function of being professional,  one needed to shed and transcend through elaborate processes of a theatre  education. As most worked within this paradigm, theatre activities started  stemming around initiating this contact between expert facilitators  and the amateur. Some of us artists observed that two factors stared  us in the face (excuse us for being subjective and generalizing for  all amateur practitioners here): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;-Access to these collaborations  weren’t happening often enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;-Content and form that stemmed  from the “amateur-professional” collaborations didn’t seem to  exhibit much of a shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Thus we concluded that the  expectation from this process (of imparting learning) was to be able  to create sustained and NEW art content and experiment with different  art forms. The flaw inherent was that, quite often than not, a space  that was required to capitalize on existent creativity wasn’t being  created. Young performers with an imagination were unable to express  themselves and create work with new content and context due to a lack  of conceptual space that allowed expression and provided encouragement  and motivation to follow those ideas up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;So we asked ourselves, what  would be some realistic factors which could help implement this thought,-  that of creating a safe, nurturing, non hierarchal space?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Some ideas we had…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;-Create a context for short  performances; and for varying “time-sizes” to co-exist (ranging  from a minute to half hour).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;- Create a (physical) space  (and audience) context for all stages of a performance to co-exist:  readings, sharing of an idea and inspiration, solos, work-in-progress  and completely crafted performances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;-Explore the possibility of  one art complementing the other and collaborative expressions across  different art and media forms&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Frontiers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;It is increasingly a challenge  to create and sustain ever growing, dynamic art and media practitioner  groups that stays together to draw from each other in terms of resources  and practices. Work also needs to be done for newer artists and audiences  to join in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Since the jam began, in October  2008, artists have met, engaged with each others work and collaborated.  And yet, a lot of contexts that were rich, ideas, performances, pieces,  still remain in the realm of the undocumented and untraced. Keeping  this in mind, we decided to channelise some of the experimental content  to a wider range of audience perhaps through a medium like Television.  A local cable network is keen on loaning us some of its air time and  Maraa hopes to build newer audiences through these media presentations  of content and form that rose in the jam space. Would be an exciting  hybrid media space and a unique interface with newer kinds of audiences…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Deepak Srinivasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-1294863540086498978?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/1294863540086498978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=1294863540086498978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1294863540086498978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1294863540086498978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2010/03/conceptually-jam.html' title='Conceptually, the jam...'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-7229208945012594769</id><published>2010-02-05T13:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-05T13:48:05.312+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bangalore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collaborate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><title type='text'>february love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/S2vSXJXqVUI/AAAAAAAAANw/crrnAnuNI3c/s1600-h/valentine-poster1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/S2vSXJXqVUI/AAAAAAAAANw/crrnAnuNI3c/s400/valentine-poster1.gif" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-7229208945012594769?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/7229208945012594769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=7229208945012594769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/7229208945012594769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/7229208945012594769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-love.html' title='february love'/><author><name>sukhmani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950069599234340151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/S2vSXJXqVUI/AAAAAAAAANw/crrnAnuNI3c/s72-c/valentine-poster1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-3102539126310713640</id><published>2009-11-26T11:57:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-05T13:54:23.064+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jamming &amp; Gelling with Maraa</title><content type='html'>click on the link to see the pictures Raktim took of Jamming through October&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-3102539126310713640?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://picasaweb.google.com/raktimd/JammingGellingWithMaara?authkey=Gv1sRgCLeUltb4l4iKMQ&amp;feat=email#' title='Jamming &amp; Gelling with Maraa'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/3102539126310713640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=3102539126310713640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3102539126310713640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3102539126310713640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/11/jamming-gelling-with-maara.html' title='Jamming &amp; Gelling with Maraa'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-7411113177270485876</id><published>2009-11-26T11:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:52:37.077+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love &amp; Fresh Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had been receiving regular invites to theater jam’s october fest and had been missing the events for either being busy or mostly being lazy. Having had met Deepak and his colleagues at an earlier occasion of a Hindi film music evening that I enjoyed, I surely wanted to show up for at least one event.I convinced a friend that going to theater jam would be a better option on the last Sunday of October. rather than sleeping in late. So, with our sandwiches packed we landed at the big-rock Cubbon Park. Had not been to big-rock since the days we would hang out there on Saturday nights for music gigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Met up with theater jammers under a shaded tree, got introduced to every one including Pritam [Chakravarty]. We were not familiar with her work, so we just chatted around and waited for events to unfold. A while later, Deepak suggested, why not begin with Pritam’s performance, and all of a sudden the petite lady came alive. Within seconds into her act she had ever one riveted…her story seemed real and in the face [Pritham performed &lt;a href="http://www.4to40.com/art/gallery_ramp_shows_detail.asp?gid=800"&gt;Nirvanam&lt;/a&gt;]. The performance was in such informal and intimate setting that I remember feeling queasy as she continued to push hard and ahead with her act. And, what an act that was, to have squeezed in thirty minutes someone’s misery of a lifetime. Honestly, both me and my friend were later relieved to learn that, what we had just witnessed was a performance and not Pritam’s real life story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We stayed on for another performance by regular theater jammers, a painting &amp;amp; artworks exhibit of talented Pallavi who had been also doing the publicity posters for the event and also saw photographs from an earlier photography event organized in shivajinagar and ulsoor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I subsequently attended a Indie/Student films screening as part of oct. Jam. Again, a great intimate event, full of believers &amp;amp; do-gooders. So, this is to thank Pritam, regular and guest theater jammers, and the indie guys, who all do it, quite literally for love &amp;amp; fresh air. Also, thanks to big-rock for being there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Small tech glitches on the day of screening were a non issue for me. It was organizational genius to have quickly shifted the venue and made the event a great success. Wish I had stayed for all screenings and perhaps also attended more events during the course of the month.&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; I sincerely wish to congratulate you, ekta, sukhmani, pallavi and all Maraa team mates to have pulled this off so wonderfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ajay Gehlot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="gI" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ajay.gehlot@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-7411113177270485876?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/7411113177270485876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=7411113177270485876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/7411113177270485876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/7411113177270485876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-fresh-air.html' title='Love &amp; Fresh Air'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-3207125782571742490</id><published>2009-10-26T11:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:34:40.138+05:30</updated><title type='text'>poetry night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remember falling in love with poetry while reading ee cummings and Shakespeare and Keats over and over again, to really understand the poets and there poetry or just interpret it, over many chais with my teacher and friends. We spent days on one poem, digesting it. Spending hours sitting next to the river, mulling over each verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before that, in school, words had just passed through me. They were just words, thrown at me in a strange language. I had no time to take them in slowly, I had to move over to the next one in my course, only to vomit out everything the next day in my exam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tonight took me back to such memories. I was excited to share all of my favourite poems, although, after a while, I felt like one of those people who like the sound of their own voices! I enjoyed sharing them with everyone, but I wish I had talked about them a little more. That I had shared the experiences that went with each one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I enjoyed listening to other’s, too. But I did feel, again, that words were just thrown at me and I had no time to tie them and slowly take them in. I realize I was doing the same to others too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Poetry, I now understand, is not about the recitation or the rhyming. It is about experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was, however, heart warming to see a lot of enthusiasts turning up to share their verses. To find so many people could string their thoughts, so well, into poems. Even that few people generally hanging out at the café also decided to join in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Still, tonight was important. For many met many new people, many got the space to voice &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;themselves through their own words or another’s and we all transformed a “public” space into a very warm, intimate space, close enough for energies, thoughts and feelings to connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-3207125782571742490?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/3207125782571742490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=3207125782571742490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3207125782571742490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3207125782571742490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-night.html' title='poetry night'/><author><name>sukhmani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950069599234340151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-2109624525142874880</id><published>2009-10-22T15:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-03T11:08:07.757+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sampath 's  poetry</title><content type='html'>A &amp;nbsp;few Poems that i have written over the years, on various themes, often late in the night,&amp;nbsp;racked&amp;nbsp;by guilt, Loss, Love and all the other &amp;nbsp;chips and dips issues of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a Few of the poems i read out on &amp;nbsp;our Poetry Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Firefly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Gone saw you briefly&lt;br /&gt;Like a firefly glowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seeking a thought in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;all that darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where your journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;takes you?&lt;br /&gt;Is there an insect heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What predators prey on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;firefly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will i see you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Dilip Sampath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; x-cess&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you and i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;is complete, replete with&lt;br /&gt;streamers a party atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;Balloons&amp;nbsp;bursting, emotions extending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;our minds expanding, like people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;believing in expression a total sublime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;immersion.&lt;br /&gt;Without any&amp;nbsp;inhibitions our sweat mingling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;close to your body, a sudden release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;is all we need.&lt;br /&gt;Tense and pretending we try to fit into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;our social roles, playing our parts for the first time&lt;br /&gt;and not knowing our lines, daring to cross to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the other side.&lt;br /&gt;The creativity your expressing is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;now,paint a picture of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Alone and free at last to explore&lt;br /&gt;our private past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Dilip Sampath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Street Noises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It could have been different&lt;br /&gt;another night maby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bright lights appear from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lonely and absconding walkways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Houses i think among tree filled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;avenues that surround me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enveloping and inhibiting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Screaming for help, nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nobody hear's me, I'm dying all&lt;br /&gt;alone on the dirty streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Run over by a car, a manic driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;screeches to a halt beneath me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do they care, I'm just a street sleeper&lt;br /&gt;without a home nobody to go to,&lt;br /&gt;only hearing machine sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Dilip Sampath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Dolls at play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the thing that comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;are those shaped leggy sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cottony things.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think of them as people,&lt;br /&gt;coming alive at the right moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Playing with our minds, then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;going back to their own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;connecting thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;leaving us behind&lt;br /&gt;Chalk that up to the rag doll&lt;br /&gt;lessons of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We transfer or&amp;nbsp;perceived&amp;nbsp;warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;on them unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She -he or of an amorphous gender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Play with me, abuse me, mutilate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like disturbed minds do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when given dolls to play!&lt;br /&gt;Cottony dolls have memories too-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;did you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Dilip Sampath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-2109624525142874880?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/2109624525142874880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=2109624525142874880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/2109624525142874880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/2109624525142874880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/10/sampath-s-poetry.html' title='Sampath &apos;s  poetry'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-207219230931630525</id><published>2009-10-22T10:56:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-03T11:15:40.738+05:30</updated><title type='text'>city specks - the story of Select Bookshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The amiable and witty Mr. K.K.S. Murthy, the face and voice of one of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;’s oldest and iconic landmarks took around 20 of us down an enchanting memory lane on a pleasant Saturday evening earlier this month. It was part of the City Specks: Mapping Memories activity of the Jamming through October festival (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/" linkindex="17"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;) organized by Maraa (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maraa.in/" linkindex="18"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;www.maraa.in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;), a community media collective based in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Born in 1930 to a bibliophilic father practising as a lawyer in Kurnool (Andhra Pradesh) who relocated with his family to Bangalore in 1944-’45, Mr. Murthy formally took over Select in 1977. However, he kept learning about the used book trade immensely while choosing, buying and shipping books from dealers and auctioneers in Paris and New York, (during his professional stints in nearby Spain and New Jersey) apart from those in Bangalore, Delhi, Chennai. (With a master’s degree from the Indian Institute of Science, he worked as an aeronautical engineer in Hindustan Aeronautics Limited and later with the Kirloskar group and private firms in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Father would visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; at the mere receipt of a post card from any acquaintance in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; about the arrival/availability of some secondhand books. Katherine Mansfield was among his favourite authors. I have seen people from Kerala carrying and selling books in baskets here”, said Mr. Murthy. His father Mr. K.B.K. Rao (Rao, a suffix acquired for being an Andhraite) who started Select in 1945 in an Irishman’s garage on Museum Road catered to &lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eminent Bangaloreans like Sir C.V. Raman who had specific tastes. “When I saw a hardcover with colour photographs of Jaichamarajendra Wodeyar in one of the street side Parisian bookstores, I sent it to my father to gift it to Sir C V Raman who was patronized by the Maharaja”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After quitting his initial engineering job in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;New   Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, Mr. Murthy joined Simon and Schuster, a book publisher and warehouse as an inventory controller (after completing a course in the subject). There he observed primarily Spanish speaking youngsters in the basement meticulously inspecting English and other books and LP records and rejecting those with the slightest defect. He admired their high standards and bought many of those with minor flaws for US $200 as there was no disposal process. “I used to sack mail books from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; and while I used the Indian Embassy’s help to parcel them from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Concerned about the expenditure, my father advised me to send only 1-2 copies per book”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He shared how Durga Book Stall in Russell Market with a stationery section on the ground floor had a fantastic used book collection on the first that was usually locked but was opened exclusively for them whenever required. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mr. Sait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;who still visits and supplies them ran a circulating library cum old books store near Coles Park but he primarily operates from his house now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Suma Ponnamma, a friend and regular since 1969 missed going to the shop only for a month although that seemed a long duration to her. A Canadian who started buying from them during Mr. Murthy’s father’s time still goes there. Historian and writer Ramchandra Guha, The Hindu’s Editor-in-Chief, N. Ram and former Karnataka governor Mr. T.N. Chaturvedi are among his long time customers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;According to him, Select’s sales are declining probably because people are reading less, contrary to the common assumption that business is unaffected. Some of us wondered if digitization of books was another factor. “I only collect books and don’t read them. Also, I didn’t want to start a circulating library after seeing father’s challenges with it. But I always enjoyed watching movies like the Moon and Sixpence costing a few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;annas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; – most of the old the theatres are gone now!” Mr. Murthy added. When people asked his father how he could sustain his shop with only 3 assistants and also support his family, he would reply that he succeeded in educating and marrying his children off with just this business.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sanjay, Mr. Murthy’s son joined him in 1999 and they expanded to the first floor in 2002. Due to various reasons the store’s location changed to Malleswaram, Ulsoor (beside Lakseside Hospital) and M.G. Road before moving to the current &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and permanent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;space on Brigade Road Cross in the late 1970’s. Mr. Murthy also has a publishing business and contributes articles to the Times group of publications too. “I would like to publish a book of quotations soon and I have been collecting sayings in various languages for that”, he said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Select has acquired Coomaraswamy’s Rajput paintings from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, 120 volumes of Asiatic Society’s publications from Kolkatta, Tamil works from Tiruchirapalli, red and green Penguins worth Rs. 750-1000. Some of the pictures adorning the walls are copies of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Van Gogh's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;works. Apart from an annual sale of rare, out-of-print books in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;, Select also participates in book fairs/exhibitions nationwide. When I merely mentioned possessing a few collections of literary and other masterpieces written by some of the world’s greatest and published by the Times of London, he delighted me by fetching a huge blue leather bound volume of the Times Literary Supplement and quickly narrated how he got hold of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When Mr. Murthy first said, “I think I should stop now and let you all ask me questions. Otherwise, I can go on for a lot longer”, we urged him to continue his spell binding anecdotes. After nearly an hour and a half, we reluctantly ended the session promising to return for more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...Pushpa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-207219230931630525?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/207219230931630525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=207219230931630525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/207219230931630525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/207219230931630525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/10/city-specks-story-of-book-story.html' title='city specks - the story of Select Bookshop'/><author><name>sukhmani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950069599234340151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-297461158236140336</id><published>2009-10-16T15:31:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:35:17.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'>coming soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsxcjI0GLAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vOCEQW9w0vk/s1600-h/select+city+specks+corrected.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsxcjI0GLAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vOCEQW9w0vk/s320/select+city+specks+corrected.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsxcMultO9I/AAAAAAAAAKY/klF-5hSUAxs/s1600-h/ulsoor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsxcMultO9I/AAAAAAAAAKY/klF-5hSUAxs/s320/ulsoor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-5151366891228591032?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/5151366891228591032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=5151366891228591032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/5151366891228591032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/5151366891228591032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-miss-these.html' title='don&apos;t miss these!'/><author><name>sukhmani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950069599234340151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsxcjI0GLAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vOCEQW9w0vk/s72-c/select+city+specks+corrected.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-3824070826896538425</id><published>2009-10-07T14:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:40:47.435+05:30</updated><title type='text'>jamming week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/Ssxa35-oj6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/k9DkxTvz_qw/s1600-h/week01+Calender+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/Ssxa35-oj6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/k9DkxTvz_qw/s400/week01+Calender+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-3824070826896538425?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/3824070826896538425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=3824070826896538425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3824070826896538425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3824070826896538425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/10/jamming-week-2.html' title='jamming week 2'/><author><name>sukhmani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950069599234340151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/Ssxa35-oj6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/k9DkxTvz_qw/s72-c/week01+Calender+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-1768613106072547928</id><published>2009-09-30T12:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:22:30.942+05:30</updated><title type='text'>october jam: Schedule for week one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsL0SfaeTTI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mYEoYatsoEM/s1600-h/event+scores+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsL0SfaeTTI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mYEoYatsoEM/s320/event+scores+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st october&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meet, greet n perform (try in a group)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stare at the sky for 5mins (try this in a group)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sing a song loudly on a street corner (do it in a group)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smile at a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Carry placards with smiley on them (try in a group)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Event Scores, involve simple actions, ideas, and objects from everyday life recontexualized as performance. Event Scores are texts that can be seen as proposal pieces or instructions for actions. The idea of the score suggests musicality. Like a musical score, Event Scores can be realized by artists other than the original creator and are open to variation and interpretation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stare at the new constructions for 5mins….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd oct.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsL38CvyeYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4hyEuuyeM_o/s1600-h/photography+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsL38CvyeYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4hyEuuyeM_o/s200/photography+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nagara Chitra /SEEMPLY POSE MADDI SAAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...click, pick and stick&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;meet up with fellow photographers, first timers n old timers&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;we're going into markets, streets n lanes of bangalore,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;freeze a moment,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;creating a story,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;using your SLR's, Digi SLR's, just Digital, cellphones or even handy cameras..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;choose pictures from the loot and display them back in the same markets, streets and lanes you clicked them on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; for further details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;call - 98869 28582 / 9880755875 / 9986198228&lt;br /&gt;mail -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@maraa.in" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;info@maraa.in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulsoor&lt;br /&gt;meet to click - 3th to 4th Oct&lt;br /&gt;pick n stick - 5th to 9th Oct&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd Oct.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsMcJAvOtCI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Op8hWptiWXY/s1600-h/gulabi+talkis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsMcJAvOtCI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Op8hWptiWXY/s320/gulabi+talkis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: medium; font-weight: bold; white-space: normal;"&gt;3rd oct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsL-fbPW8UI/AAAAAAAAAJo/A5APf96PLEY/s1600-h/activist+workshop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsL-fbPW8UI/AAAAAAAAAJo/A5APf96PLEY/s400/activist+workshop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4th oct.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Theatre Jam!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;at rocks, cubbon park, near Queen Victoria Statue...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;the original theatre jam: music, theatre, art, meeting, sharing, collaborating All are welcome. Perform, sing, dance, watch, listen, read, write, share, exchange, display, create… Activities so far: Pandies theatre, New Delhi Mashaal, Bangalore marriage performance installation- juliet's window (deepak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5th Oct&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nagara chitara contd...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6th oct.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nagara chitara contd...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gandhi Class: film screening- Makkala Panchayat and Gram Sabha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 pm, at Jagaa, &lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Rhenius St Richmond Town, Bengaluru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7th Oct. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nagara Chitara Contd...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-1768613106072547928?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/1768613106072547928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=1768613106072547928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1768613106072547928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1768613106072547928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/09/october-jam-week-one.html' title='october jam: Schedule for week one'/><author><name>sukhmani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950069599234340151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BO38fF4Y4tc/SsL0SfaeTTI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mYEoYatsoEM/s72-c/event+scores+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-7971175830390260174</id><published>2009-09-21T17:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:47:15.405+05:30</updated><title type='text'>look who's jammin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SrduLcaAAoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/a00h8YvvJpg/s1600-h/poster+final+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SrduLcaAAoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/a00h8YvvJpg/s320/poster+final+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383893022427579010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scroll down for info:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-7971175830390260174?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/7971175830390260174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=7971175830390260174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/7971175830390260174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/7971175830390260174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/09/look-whos-jammin.html' title='look who&apos;s jammin!'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SrduLcaAAoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/a00h8YvvJpg/s72-c/poster+final+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-3888253526852402669</id><published>2009-09-14T12:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:50:57.309+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banaglore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collaborate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='october'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>jammin through october</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;theatre Jam turns one this october,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;to celebrate the arts and build this movement&lt;br /&gt;we are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jamming&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;all through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;october&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;public spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;of Bangalore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;theatre Jam is a space to affirm of individual expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;a caravan of artists who meet every month to share, create and JAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make theatre jam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;space.&lt;br /&gt;bring your story, art, medium, idea&lt;br /&gt;dreams, memories, tricks…&lt;br /&gt;install, improvise, perform, express&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; can Participate in the jam activities.&lt;br /&gt;pick a date in October and tell us what you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most activities will take place in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;public parks, streets, terraces, basements and markets&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;spread the word and encourage more people to participate in the october jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;BARE NECESSITIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;yes, indeed, we have some running costs! We roughly need about a lakh for travel for outstation artists, food, publicity, coordination, chai-pani. So if you pledged some &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;donation to us, it would get a few things moving! Just mail us if you want to contribute at info@maraa.in or call us on 4148-8264, you could contribute online at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/Phh9p"&gt;http://bit.ly/Phh9p&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/Phh9p"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;if u have a paypal account or a cridit card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;You could also offer spare rooms and couches for outstation artists. food, water, travel, coffee/tea will help cut costs. we need people to shoot, update, collate and coordinate. volunteer. Get in touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-3888253526852402669?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/3888253526852402669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=3888253526852402669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3888253526852402669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3888253526852402669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/09/jammin-through-october.html' title='jammin through october'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-1043166055923713985</id><published>2009-09-09T20:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:50:10.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HISTORYNIGHTMARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Whenever that i  can&lt;br /&gt;see the world&lt;br /&gt;by dog's eye&lt;br /&gt;Wherever that i have&lt;br /&gt;depressed dog's  wide  eye's   sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  shall kid people&lt;br /&gt;with     their&lt;br /&gt;funny laughing&lt;br /&gt;and  coming to beat&lt;br /&gt;when i saw them&lt;br /&gt;toward garbages&lt;br /&gt;just running to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sightseeing to world is dog's eyes&lt;br /&gt;under  tramples&lt;br /&gt;of absurd minds&lt;br /&gt;as a long journey to uplift&lt;br /&gt;with  sunshines&lt;br /&gt;as wise as  fly  to high  to  sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be the blind against dog&lt;br /&gt;cause  of  noisy  nervous   round&lt;br /&gt;you  are  proud of yourself&lt;br /&gt;in developed machinism bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But   never  mind&lt;br /&gt;there is vagabond&lt;br /&gt;who is  human dog&lt;br /&gt;other kind of animal&lt;br /&gt;to watch lunatic mankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mass of them&lt;br /&gt;lonely creature&lt;br /&gt;in synthetic historical dark  square&lt;br /&gt;l  o  o   k   s:&lt;br /&gt;they  execute  all   root of  nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/inlandtourist.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/inlandtourist.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;inlandtourist.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-1043166055923713985?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/1043166055923713985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=1043166055923713985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1043166055923713985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1043166055923713985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/09/historynightmare.html' title='HISTORYNIGHTMARE'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-2512423537702740300</id><published>2009-09-06T21:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:11:25.895+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wet sounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"Sun, rain, sun, rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;was the refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But from performing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;we did not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;remain&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;said a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-2512423537702740300?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/2512423537702740300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=2512423537702740300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/2512423537702740300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/2512423537702740300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/09/wet-sounds.html' title='Wet sounds'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-6535798244284139585</id><published>2009-08-26T12:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:37:08.372+05:30</updated><title type='text'>pandies profile</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;pandie&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;s’ theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;phone 65711312&amp;nbsp; telefax 26130761&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 81 sector A pocket C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;e-mail -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="mailto:pandies@netscape.net" target="_blank"&gt;pandies@netscape.net&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; vasant kunj&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:pandies93@rediffmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;pandies93@rediffmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; new delhi 110070&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; india&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pandies' theatr&lt;/b&gt;e was registered (under the societies act 1860) in Sept. 1993. Committed to staging plays relevant to our ethos and time, it evolved as an activist and possibly the only feminist theatre group in north India in the 1990s itself. Our origins are humble.&amp;nbsp; Started as a university movement in `87, we have a consistent strength over 70 members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The group began as an English theatre movement performing the bulk of its plays in the proscenium and established its niche in that slot. From `96 we went activist, taking on projects on issues rather than simply plays and today apart from one or two productions in commercial auditoriums every year we cover diverse slums, bastis, schools and colleges. The issues revolve around women because the group believes if our society is to head anywhere, it has to become more women-oriented and woman-friendly. Every year the group picks a topic and works on it for at least one year. We have targeted rape, prostitution and HIV, Mental Health Act and its relation to women, institutions of love and marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Post – 2002, while retaining our earlier focus, the group took a conscious decision to target anti-communal forces and work intensively with children and these have been the high points of recent years. The group has moved more and more into the margins, working specially with under-privileged children from diverse areas and groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The plays are directed by Sanjay Kumar, and essentially multi-lingual scripts evolve in workshops and through research and are written, at times collated, by the director in conjunction with Ms. Anuradha Marwah&amp;nbsp; and Dr. Anand Prakash – creative writers and members of the group.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Productions `93 - `96&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Macbeth Sept.'93&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The group started its work with successful shows of the bard's classic - looked at from a 3rd world perspective. A Hindi epilogue and prologue were added. Our use of capital's social dregs as the witches and Kali-worship to show their transition provided talking points for the capital's theatregoers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Womanscape Jan. '94&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Scripted by members of the group and inspired the shorter fiction of Doris Lessing, this play focussed on the predicament of women in our city, our time. Presenting issues like molestation and incest, the play brought out issues hitherto in the closet for an open discussion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Resistible Rise of Arturo Ui&amp;nbsp; Aug. '94&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Brecht's rollicking farce on the rise of Hitler. A Hitler is possible anywhere, is it possible to resist his rise? Brecht is the one to whom the group is indebted for many of its biases and theatre techniques. The play was contextualised in the context of the rise of right wing forces (and electoral victories) in the capital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Story of Meera Aug. '94&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;a play based on the story of Meera and Krishna. Scripted by members of the group, the play took a second look at Meera. For us she is not just a Hindu saint but a woman: her devotion and bond with Krishna is not just mystical religion but a rebellion against the ‘maleness’ that seeks to subsume her and prescribe codes for every aspect of her existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ghosts&amp;nbsp; Dec. '94&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Arguably our most popular production of the only proscenium phase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;This production was a venture into an area practically uncharted at the level of Delhi theatre, we adapted Ibsen’s classic&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ghosts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; and presented&amp;nbsp; it as a play on AIDS set in the upper middle class of Delhi. As a socially aware and committed group we addressed ourselves to what constitutes the major scourge for our city, our world today. The first full-length commercial play on AIDS in Delhi, it highlighted the decadent masculinity of our world that has left us open to the onset of this scourge. Approved and supported by the WHO, this play was funded initially by NACO, it went through repeated adaptations and different sponsors from development sectors and the corporate world. It was taken to Bangalore by the NORAD. Large segments of the play were telecast on Doordarshan and STAR TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beautiful Images&amp;nbsp; June '95&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Based on Simon de Beauvoir's&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Les Belles Images&lt;/i&gt;. Staged at the LTG, the play was hailed by all as a subtle, sophisticated presentation of some of Beauvoir's complex feministic ideas. The play was staged again in `96 at the Shri Ram Centre, New Delhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Call Her A Witch&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nov. '96&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;This play marks a turning point for the group. The bulk of scripting was done by members of the group and the cause was in our immediate surroundings. Aroused by newspaper/magazine reports of witch burning, the group&amp;nbsp; - helped by the women's group, SHAKTISHALINI, pursued many such cases and came up with this production dealing with the phenomenon of witch burning, women being burnt as witches to serve varying interests of patriarchal systems. To stress the universality of such exploitation we interacted with Dekker's (late Renaissance) The Witch of Edmonton. Shows&amp;nbsp; at SRC apart, this play was taken to many colleges in agreement with them. The British Council&amp;nbsp; too commissioned a show of this play on the 24th of Feb. '97.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Activist phase projects/productions from `96 onwards&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;We have been working with 20 slum/ basti areas in Delhi, have interaction with 100 schools and about 25 colleges. Minimum 100 presentations are held each year. The major issue till 2000 was gender-sensitisation and the group latches on to a different theme each year and after performing in the proscenium theatre takes adaptations of the same to diverse places. The group also works on issues related to environment. The adaptable, flexible, bilingual (at times multi-lingual) scripts are totally ours. The group is constantly exploring, searching for better modes to get its meaning across. Songs, dances, choreo sequences are all a part of its repertoire. One of the most successful modes is an extremely interactive discussion at the end where the activist even narrates relevant anecdotes to get its audience to talk. The group has evolved a mega network in and around Delhi consisting of women and HIV activists, environmentalists, school and college teachers and students, progressive women from various communities inc. slums, victims of rape, attempted murder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1997 HIV and Prostitution&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Our first nascent step into full time activism began with&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Mannequins : Sell a Woman, Buy a body.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;This production focuses on prostitution, on patriarchal orientation that creates the need for prostitution and the victimisation of the group that occurs in society especially after the outbreak of HIV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The script&amp;nbsp; focussed on both the kotha (brothel) in a ‘red light area’ and&amp;nbsp; the upper middle class ‘call girl racket’. Through the lower class plot the project focuses on related themes of child prostitution, of commodification of the woman and of a life bonded to violence, violation and disease. The other plot focuses&amp;nbsp; on themes of ignorance, deceit - here too the element of victimisation was stressed by showing a woman seeking to assert her sexuality and ending up, inexorably, in a no-win situation. The play was subsequently picked by NACO for spreading AIDS - awareness in colleges. With this also began the establishment of a network of women activists. We interacted with Elizabeth Vatsayan (AAG), Ms. Virdi, Dr. Promila Kapur and members of AIWC. Fruitful associations, interaction with whom continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1997 - `98 The Mental Health Act and Women&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;She's MAD!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;This&amp;nbsp; production sought to explore the issue of madness in women.&amp;nbsp; Does it mean the same for a man and a woman?&amp;nbsp; In its interaction with various groups, we discovered that the label of madness has become the latest method of cruelty against women, to deprive them of their rights and let the husband be free to do what he likes. The play places us in a special category of theatre activists using theatre as a medium to seek legislative change. This production was with the support of Ford Foundation and in conjunction with SHAKTISHALINI. Apart from shows in SRC, the play was taken to slums, bastis and villages around Delhi. The play has been performed in courtyards of houses, streets, lawns and schools and women's homes. Over 50 performances were held and each followed by discussion sessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The play led to a panel discussion between members of the group and women lawyers on this issue on STAR TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1998-`99 Rape&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Veils&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;has been arguably our most controversial high impact production.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp; prioritised the issue of rape. Why does a man commit rape? What sympathy, succour can you offer a rape victim. Does not the present structuring of society make rape easy, almost inevitable? A scathing critique of the male-orientedness of our society, the play seeks an attitudinal change and asks for a legislative reform. The project has been sponsored by the&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;HRD Ministry,&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Govt. of India. The most polemical and probably the best received (at times certain sections of the male audience have been almost hostile to the play), apart from shows at the S R C, the play has been performed at umpteen schools and colleges and in bastis as street shows. The play was an activist's delight. In fact Dr. Mohini Giri tried to have the play performed at the floor of the parliament as part of the plea for legislative reform on the issue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pushta direct intervention programme&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;beg. April `99&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Following the success of the sensitisation against rape campaign HRD Ministry asked us to carry&amp;nbsp; out an intensive theatre-based gender-sensitisation programme in Yamuna Pushta. Focussing solely on&amp;nbsp; girl-children and women the programme includes awareness of women's rights, adult women and young girl children's literacy, health and sanitation, medical attention to women and emphasising of women's role in social development. the programme has been a mega-success story, with girls and women of the area picking cudgels against drug trafficking, sale of illicit liquor and above all child-prostitution. An entire feature on the group's work here was telecast by the STAR TV.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1999-2000 Trafficking of women&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Visitations&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;was the name of the play and trafficking of the girl-child the theme. What does trafficking mean for the little girl-child who is sold for a pittance by her own relatives into a life of prostitution and bondage? Burning issues of legal reform, legalisation of prostitution are placed in the problematic.&amp;nbsp; For the facts of trafficking the group has relied on its own experiences in slums and red-light areas around Delhi and also taken cognisance of all - India studies done by diverse pro-women organisations (UNIFEM, WCD-Govt. of India and the many NGOs that the group has been working with for many years). The play has been used as a tool for gender-sensitisation in slums, schools, colleges, women shelters and children's homes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;This year we also stepped into other areas of activism. The group took an extensive anti-firecracker campaign for the Dept. of Environment, Delhi Govt., covering 65 schools in 1999.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;At the end of `99, at the behest of some of our friends at AAG, the group carried out a theatre cum AIDS cum gender sensitisation workshop in Delhi's Tihar Jail. pandies created a play with the inmates after a workshop lasting around 6 weeks (thrice a week). The project ended with a production where all the actors and scriptwriters were from among the convicts themselves.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2000-`01Love and Marriage relooked at from a woman' perspective&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(K)nots,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;raises the question - can marriage be pro-woman?&amp;nbsp; Is not this institution not only male-biased but also actively supportive of an anti-woman ethos? By retaining its male orientation, this institution seems to have put itself on a self-destruct mode. And love? Our notions of love are created out of cinema stereotypes. Are not all famous love sagas also male narratives that venerate the man at the cost of the woman? And is not love also a concept, conceived within our consumerist structures? And if it is consumerist, does it not further commodify the woman? Subjecting the most valorised emotion of love and the most cherished institution of marriage to a feminist intervention the questions both the validity and the viability of the two concepts. The play is not a solution-provider. Rather it seeks solutions from all of us, who know the male-orientation of our structures and turn our face away from them or simply accept them as given co-ordinates that have to be accepted by all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;We have also participated in the UNIFEM campaign against trafficking of women in South East Asia and done plays in colleges for the UNIFEM and WSDC in Nov. – Dec. 2000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Work for Delhi's environment also continues, firecrackers apart, the group has done 100 shows in schools, marketplaces, office complexes and parks against the use of plastic polybags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2001 – The year of the Child for pandies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The year 2001 was devoted to the child. As networking partner of the British Council(Delhi),&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;pandies&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;did an extensive programme on childrights covering Delhi, Punjab, Haryana and Jammu. The programme involved over 200 schools and NGOs and at least 5000 children. It had a theatre component and an arts component. The theatre component was under&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;pandies&lt;/b&gt;. Spanning about 15 months this programme began with identifying groups and schools capable of creating plays related to child rights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Orientation programmes were carried by me with the help of other members of the group, where guidelines were laid and paradigmatic skits shown. The schools were asked to prepare where everything from child rights to theatre techniques were assessed. Selected plays were put up for theatre festivals four of which were held in Jalandhar, Muktasar, Chandigarh and Jammu and the finale in New Delhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Children were selected from these plays for intensive two-day workshops where theatre skills and awareness of child rights were imparted. Four workshops were held, two in Delhi, one in Chandigarh and one in Jammu. A special leg of the programme was for children from juvenile homes and two-day workshop was held in the girls juvenile home next to Tihar jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The first three workshops were conducted by Adrian Jackson (Cardboard Citizens, London) and I with the help of other members from&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;pandies&lt;/b&gt;. I conducted the Jammu workshop and the one in the juvenile girls’ home with members of the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The project culminated with a two-day plays festival in April 2002 where chosen plays from the diverse venues were performed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2002 – CLEANSING&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;This play deals with making sense of contemporary polity in the post-Gujarat Scenario and presents a scathing attack on majoritarianism. The script of the above was culled from workshops where people who were present in towns of Gujarat when all this happened also participated. It was an effort both at script creating and re-enactment. Our impassioned reaction to what has happened in Gujarat at the beginning of the year, the play picks up and foregrounds images of violence from our ethos. Violence, destruction, state oppression – in a world fast losing sanity, the play to foregrounds conflict and conflict resolution (possible/difficult/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;impossible). Within this rather broad ambit we would work intensively in our reality. We move back and forth images of terror and oppression.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;This play was first presented in Delhi’s Shri Ram Centre on July 3rd and 4&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;We followed this with participation in the Commonwealth Theatre festival at Manchester in July 2002. The festival, a result of feverish yearlong activity and testimony to the close relations that pandies has formed with friends/colleagues not only in the UK but also in several third world countries besides. The play was highly appreciated both by audiences in Delhi and Manchester.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Togetherness 2002 – 2003:&amp;nbsp; child and communalism&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;In November 2002 the group began a project focussing on sensitizing children to communal violence. It culminated in a theatre-festival cum interactive workshop in Delhi on the 2&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;and 3&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of December 2003. A project dear to us all, it brought together the experience of the preceding two years – on the issues of child rights and communalism. Indian children are confused by the rhetoric of communalism. Should they believe the discourses of secularism and democracy or those that preach communal hatred? They are scared of the mindless violence of the adults around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The first leg of this project was Delhi-centric and focused on schools and some slum areas and the second leg focuses on children of displaced communities (Hindu, Muslim and Sikh) from Jammu, Srinagar and Delhi. Work commenced in over 30 sectors. We used a variety of mediums apart from theatre; sketching, story telling and short story writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;We used interactive workshops to create theatre with children. Each workshop took 8–10 hours and at least three were held with each group over the course of a year. It is practically impossible to catalogue the work that took place in slums, schools and migrant camps of Delhi, the many visits to Jammu and the difficulty of working in Srinagar amid the hostilities and restrictions originating from working between the armed forces and the fundamentalist factions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;In what was a first for Pandies, we organized on the 2&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;and 3&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of December 2003 a huge theatre festival cum interactive workshop at the open air auditorium at the Dilli Haat, New Delhi. Children (from Delhi, Jammu, and Srinagar; from slums, orphanages, and schools; rich and poor; Hindu, Muslim, Christian, Sikh, Jain, and Buddhist) got together to present their diverse work and interact with each other. It was the first time that boundaries of class, religion and geography had been broken in this manner. It was also the first time that Kashmiri Muslim and Kashmiri pandit children traveled and stayed together. There were in all about 280 children and 30 adults from around 20 sectors. The morning sessions of both days were devoted to interactive workshops. And the post-lunch sessions were for staging the plays. Over 20 plays were presented. The project was supported by Delhi Tourism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2004 - Not Inside Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;We continued with our tirade against communalism into 2004. Avoiding the topicality of Cleansing we looked at the larger themes of communalism in the post-Gujarat and pre-general election scenario. Using a meta-narrative of a right wing “mind-washing of dissenters,” the play looks at the problem of mainstream majoritarianism from the points of view of the Hindu working class, Muslim middle class and Christian and scheduled caste perspectives to present a comprehensive indictment. Contemporary pre-general elections reality was engendered. An entire episode focussed on middle class Muslim women and their understanding and coping with majoritarian reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Three shows were presented at the Sri Ram Centre on the 9&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;10&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;and 11&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of January. Adapted versions of the play are being performed in the slums where we work and in schools and colleges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2004 – 2005: Partial Interest&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Electoral changes inspire euphoria. But have destructive forces been really contained?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The play uses three inter-connected plots to explore our socio-political reality from where we stand today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;A liberal upper middle class family is used both for examining liberal upper middleclass values and as a point of entry to examine the predicament of those at the lower end of our structures. Three professionals, all of who had reacted to and condemned communal carnage of Gujarat look at the polity in the new dispensation. How secular are we? Are not religious biases running deep once the suave upper layer is scratched? The wife, who works for an NGO, moves away to question the religious roots of our middle class and its obsession with money. Her work provides the link with other two stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;A Hindi subplot cataloguing the aspirations and disappointments of lower class people seeking to make it big in the city. The protagonist questions the motives behind such migration in his decision to return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The Punjabi subplot constitutes the heart of the play and takes its facts from the suicides of small farmers in Punjab (Rajasthan and Andhra). Mainstream stories of the Green Revolution hide and distort the tales of small people, their indebtedness, and the sale of girl children to compensate the failure of rains, foeticide, infanticide, and caste politics. Hidden sagas waiting to emerge, waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Three shows were presented at the Sri Ram Centre on the 12&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;, 13&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;and 14&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of December. Adapted versions of the play are being performed in the slums where we work and in schools and colleges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;2005 – anti-communalism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The highlight of the year has been a six-day workshop in Gulmarg in June 2005. The group – fifty-five children between ten and sixteen years of age. An almost even split of Kashmiri pandit and Kashmiri Muslim children, of girls and boys. The pandit children were from migrant camps in Delhi and Jammu and areas around Jammu. A handful of them, five had worked with me before, the rest were new to the experience. The Muslim kids were from diverse parts of the valley, from camps, schools and orphanages in Brijbehara, Baramullah and areas around Srinagar. Most were poor and many had lost their parents. I had a target to have a production involving all the children ready for a performance in Srinagar on the seventh day. A unique experiment of putting the two communities together, literally in a 24 x 7 format, it was fraught with dangers. The situation was volatile as all the children carried baggage. A daunting creative task too made twice difficult by the physical hardship of its being a nature camp. The pandies’ methodology of individual followed by collective exercises, of short story writing, of creating twenty minute skits culminated this time in tying these short skits into a holistic mode of a final play of about ninety minutes duration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The success emerged in the daunting display is Srinagar on the 1&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2006 MARGINS: Yeh sab tadan ke adhikari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Gender, class, religion and caste, the mainstreaming Indian state has evolved in a manner that many are excluded, they lie on the margins. MARGINS is the coming together of three short scripts linked in their critique of the mainstream of our state and society from diverse peripheral “women” perspectives. The fourteenth proscenium production of&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;pandies&lt;/b&gt;, the play is being directed by Sanjay Kumar. Sourced from workshop experiences and conversations with and readings from those involved, the plays have been scripted by Sanjay Kumar, Anuradha Marwah and Anand Prakash respectively. The production is being directed by Sanjay Kumar. It was staged at the Shri Ram Centre, Safdar Hashmi Marg on the 18&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;, 19&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;and 20&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of August 2006.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The first plot borrows a real life story from the files of a women’s organisation Shaktishalini. The story is based in Delhi, centring round a lower middle class case of a Muslim family. The script examines state constructions of justice for Muslims, women and Muslim women.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The second leaning on archetypal Dalit autobiographies reconstructs another real story though from a different perspective. It juxtaposes caste and gender. Hidden within a sceptical anti-brahminical cover is the question whether gender transcends caste? Is it possible for a Dalit man to exploit an upper caste woman? Who is in the margins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The third set in the lower class, is a rollicking farce. Slicing hegemonic patriarchal structures from diverse marginal perspectives, the script juxtaposes constructions of masculinity with the spirit of football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Extremely successful and sought after, these episodes (collectively and singularly) have since been staged at Oxford Bookstore, in over 20 colleges of the University of Delhi as part of WSDC offered gender-courses and also at Ajmer (Savitri College as part of Pathways seminar and in Sophia College) and in the village of Indirapuram. The play is still continuing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Rajasthan: Sarvaar and Indirapuram (villages in Ajmer district) January 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;A two and a half day workshop culminating in an in-house performance (parents and villagers). The workshop comprised of about 50 participants of the age group 15 to 25 (two older men too were there). This was part of a three-month literacy camp organised by another NGO (Ajmer Adult Education Association) for school dropouts in Sarvaar and the performance was held in Indirapuram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nithari village, Noida Uttar Pradesh 2006 May – 2007 May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;pandies started theatre workshops with slum children in an informal school – Saksham, in Nithari village in May 2006, six months before nithari hit national headlines and became Nithari. Our workshops were geared along usual lines of sensitising children to issues of gender, religion and class through the medium of teaching them to make theatre. The discovery of carcasses and skeletons of children who had disappeared brought this somnolent village into limelight. The families of many of our participants were involved. Our first visit, after the discovery, was greeted with silence. I created a group of young people who had narrowly missed similar fate and those who had lost their siblings and started work. Articulation was difficult. We agreed to make a machine – gestures, movements, sounds (but no words). The machine that they created was repetitive acts comprising seduction, abuse, murder, cutting the body and then corruption and acquittal. Three workshops resulting in an oral narrative, one machine and two brief skits all dealing with the trauma and the participants had regained confidence to return with redoubled vigour to their workshops to make their contributions to issues of gender, class/caste and religion. The entire experience was staged at the Habitat Centre on the 10&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;and 11&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of April 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2007: Danger Zones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;DANGER ZONES – 14, 15 AND 16 NOVEMBER 2007, SHRI RAM CENTRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Our latest production is again culled from workshop experiences and original research. The scripts have been written by Anuradha Marwah, Sanjay Kumar and Anand Prakash respectively. The play consists of three episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The first episode deals with the rights of marginalized children and draws on our years of experience of working with marginalized children and specially distils from our recent work in Nithari. The play uses Browning’s The Pied Piper of Hamelin as a tying thread and reveals the callous hypocrisy of the adult world towards child desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The second deals with issues of alternate sexuality and draws on decades of experience of dealing with women’s issues. The play deals with a working class lesbian couple and examines its travails. The script has been built from repeated discussions with such couples in a workshop format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The third moves into the future and re-examines the country’s negotiations with capitalism in the light of the phenomenon of the Special Economic Zones. Who progresses, where are we headed? A relocation of the economics of our country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The first two episodes of Danger Zones have been performed in Bangalore in the Centre for Film and Drama on the 22&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of February 2008. The play was taken to Kanpur at the invitation of IIT Kanpur and a performance was held on the 30&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Workshops with platform children, Kota, Rajasthan December 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;In what was a first, and a mind-blowing first, five of us did a four day workshop in Kota in a de-addiction cum home-placement camp organised jointly by Child care NGOs – Prayas and Sathi. The experience has left us shaken and the facilitators are still trying to cope. Over twenty children from the three platforms of Delhi, all of them victims of substance abuse and of sexual exploitation. We had reservations about the agenda – of placing them in home from where they had run away in the first place. Innocence and experience of the sort we do not want children to have. We put them through our workshop and four skits emerged one on home life and three on platform life. Travails and desires were highlighted. The conjoint play was staged at the Gandhi Peace Foundation on the 2&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;January 2008. Work has continued with platform children in Delhi. We have been having twice a month workshops in the Nabi Karim camp for platform children organised by Sathi. The work continues to pose a serious challenge as home-placement and de-addiction methodologies of NGOs and government sectors alike continue to dissatisfy facilitators from pandies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;if i look back at the brief wshop we did in kota and the four skits that emerged in the space of just three days. one wanted a restoration of (and not just into) a violence-free and alcohol-free family. he has to go back feeling empowered that he can be the agent of creating/bettering the family. second skit ended with children preferring a "home" albeit run by prayas or sathi to life on the platform. the brief dramatisation had enabled them to objectify and reject the harshness of platform life. the third ended in ominous silence, ominous but not disempowering because the creation of the skit was the breaking of that silence, in fact the silence was deafening. the children were articulating the harshness of the protectors and the callousness of the adult world as such, the empowering aspect of this enactment, that you can say what you cannot say isthe max and difficult to measure. it also tells all of us what we as care-givers are up against. fourth, the one that ended in boyish assertion of independence with the children creating a home of their own and a profession of their own. given a little more time it needed to be told to these kids that independence is not contrary to home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Badarpur Khadar, Delhi Border May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;A sleepy hamlet constituting four villages lying right next to Delhi’s Yamuna river next to the porous UP border. The religion and caste components of the village are interesting. One consists entirely of Muslims – low caste and low class, second lowest of the low caste Hindus – primarily those who we find begging in the name of “shani” on Saturdays. The other two villages also consist of diverse low caste Hindus. The topography of the villages is equally interesting. UP surrounds on three sides and the fourth side is Yamuna and that means no electricity, no water and above all, no education for the children. Till last year many of them were crossing the river to go to schools across the river and then in the monsoons more than twenty drowned and that put paid to all efforts. Pandies started there with its usual theatre format but realised that schooling and education had to be addressed. We are at the moment focussing on the Muslim village which has over 200 children. A usual workshop here begins with two hours of schooling, most of the kids do not&amp;nbsp; know how to read or write, do not know the alphabet. Two classes focussing on the English alphabet and word formation are held and another for those who have gone to school some time (about twenty in all) who like to be taught mathematics. This is followed often by a presentation on topical issues, including gender and religion and then we make them perform. Pandies is toying with the idea of opening a more regular school here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Rajasthan: Sarvaar&amp;nbsp; (villages in Ajmer district) June 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Continuing with the work initiated in 2007 pandies’ organised a five-day workshop culminating in an open performance. The workshop comprised of over 60 participants of the age group 14 to 18. Again a part of a three-month literacy camp organised by Ajmer Adult Education Association for school dropouts in Sarvaar, the themes dealt took the issues further (for instance, while dealing with gender the children brought issues of same sex relationships and&amp;nbsp; desire and fantasies were explored. A special module of a TOT programme was held for the eight children who had attended the earlier workshop enabling them to train children in a similar manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2008: THE CURSE CONQUERED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The Curse Conquered was focussed towards spreading awareness regarding cervical cancer, the highest killer cancer among women in India, possibly in the world today. Despite this it remains a hidden disease, seldom talked about and often detected when it is too late. The attempt is to put this disease on the forum and create awareness regarding symptoms, detection and cure. The available vaccine, though expensive, if followed by constant scanning and related tests also helps in mitigating its occurrence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Highlighting a particular disease, the production used it as a point of entry into instigating a discussion on women’s health, specially reproductive health, a low priority zone in state and government policy because of the existing patriarchal bias. Social behavioural modes and masculinist constructions that put women and their health at risk are examined and critiqued, specially before the onslaught of the H P Virus that afflicts women, often making men the unharmed carriers of the disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Done in conjunction with MSD (Merck) the premier show at SRC on the 3&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;of December was followed by seven shows in colleges of DU and one in JNU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2009: JAB WE ELECT – 23, 24 AND 25 February&amp;nbsp; SHRI RAM CENTRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;JAB WE ELECT is not about who we elect but how we elect. Speaking from a progressive, feminist perspective the play looks at many topical issues in the ambit of globalisation and liberalisation, these include the nuclear deal, moral policing, religious fundamentals, economic troughs apart from others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;With an episodic plot that cuts across classes and regions, urban and rural scenes, the play uses a combination of forum theatre and alienating devices (songs and choreographed sequences) to engage with the audience and ask it to repeatedly interact with the cast. The endeavour is to collectively examine our polity and its mainstreaming, dominant elements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;The play does not provide answers, it does not raise questions, rather prompts the audience to think, respond and take the play further. Deviating from its usual English-hindi&amp;nbsp; format pandies is doing this play primarily in&amp;nbsp; Hindi (and diverse dialects).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Workshops with platform children, Ajmer, Rajasthan April 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Ongoing projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol type="1"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Badarpur, Khadar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Work of making the senior children at Nithari into facilitators to teach theatre techniques and issues of gender and religion continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Work with mentally challenged children at the PURTI, school continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Work with platform children continues – with divergent voices in the group, some seeking to broaden out and work with other NGOs as well and some wanting to create a shelter by pandies in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Pandies has started work on two new plays/projects. One an awareness campaign on Cervical Cancer zeroing in, for the while, on college students, is aimed for November and December. 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I couldn’t help but get nostalgic about everything that has forced itself into my overflowing memory box from the city’s landscape I once knew. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Looking at the deformed structures disrupting and deviating traffic onto lanes above glass buildings and broken tree stumps, it is indeed an overwhelming sight to find the city stuck midst its forced makeover. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day in and day out taking over another road, another building, yet another slipping into congested memory lanes…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The last jam brought back the many hours spent over zillion cups of coffee with scrambled eggs and toast as we chased various deadlines over random scripts and relationship dilemmas. Meeting interesting strangers or catching up with an old friend over yet another cup of coffee and masala dosa as we watched MG road at its different stages. 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                   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Calling for stories, songs, dances, art work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;          film, music, sound, solo pieces, poetry, improvisations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;         and anything you feel like you have always wanted to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                            but never knew where and when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                     its time now, to bring it to Theatre Jam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're hopping away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                            from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                  To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; Chamarajendra  Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                              &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meade's Park..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                  Some even call it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Lover's Park,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;             for non-snozzers it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Jogger's Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;" class="im"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;          for many others it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;the toy train Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                      better known as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Cubbon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                        you know where it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                  Land up by the Victoria statue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                              &lt;wbr&gt;         on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;           &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday 5th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;                              &lt;wbr style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;by 12 noon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;         we'll move into the 100 acre green canoe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;              come along... choose your spot, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="im"&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;             it's July, let's give this space a shot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;                under the trees or over a branch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;            amongst the rocks with a puppet sock!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Bring your Friends, Lovers, Mothers, Aunties and Uncles and Neighbours...for stories, music, dance or as audience to talk or just to hang and nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Spread the word....it's an open space for ANYONE to share ANYTHING they want to. Come fill up this space.. regulars,don't be lazy, it's our first jam at Cubbon Park, let's make it memorable..forward it to friends and others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;if you wanna know more or if you get lost...give us a call&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;9880755875/ 9343763497/9889628582&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;or mail us on &lt;a href="http://theatrejam@gmail.com/" target="_blank"&gt;theatrejam@gmail.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:info@maraa.in" target="_blank"&gt;info@maraa.in&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;or blog us on &lt;a href="http://www.theatresundays.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.theatresundays.blogspot.&lt;wbr&gt;com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-974452102325709628?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/974452102325709628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=974452102325709628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/974452102325709628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/974452102325709628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/06/jamming-at-another-park.html' title='jamming at another park....'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-1970882932225363121</id><published>2009-06-03T15:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:12:40.135+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Theatre JAM in its 9th month</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;kaeli kaeli kaeli… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AkkA Thangigale, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AnnA Thambigale!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is time to theatre JAM once again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7TH June 2009, 32rd Cross park space on Nanda Road, Jayanagar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Calling all PERFORMERS…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;intensely light or dramatic floaty types, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gimmicks and mimics types, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sketch paint and music types,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;scientist, motorist and cyclist types &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Calling all AUDIENCES…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;listeners and curious viewer types&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wah wah! Thoo thoo! types &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jabbering thinker types &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;binoculars and spy glass holder types&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;innocent gossipy types...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack your backpacks with instruments, masks, handmade costumes, doodled scripts, scribbled notes, water, food, and candies fare...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And hike out with all of it to you know where! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let us know if you have an idea or two&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Call us on 9343763497 or 9880755875&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Methinks you can blog too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-1970882932225363121?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/1970882932225363121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=1970882932225363121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1970882932225363121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1970882932225363121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/06/theatre-jam-in-its-9th-month.html' title='Theatre JAM in its 9th month'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-1619171416320610568</id><published>2009-04-30T10:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:01:59.268+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3RD MAY – Theatre Jam Hits The Streets &lt;br /&gt;33rd Street, Nanda/RV road, JAYANAGAR&lt;br /&gt;12 PM onwards&lt;br /&gt;Bangalore needs you to express yourself… and the time has never been this right! &lt;br /&gt;Calling Grandsons, mothers, lovers, musical types, creative types, passionate types, etc…&lt;br /&gt;All who found refuge under grand green giants when it rained, and who drove through golden green canopies when the sun shone… &lt;br /&gt;A green impersonator monster with purple font that calls itself Namma Metro is out to get those green giants…&lt;br /&gt;All this happeningright around the corner in Jayanagar… &lt;br /&gt;Would you want to come and say you don’t like this much?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to do more than that and celebrate the trees with music, theatre and activities that you or others have in mind? &lt;br /&gt;Send out a strong pink heart sign to your city’s green giants. &lt;br /&gt;Stand to protect, and be protected! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE METRO GUYS PLAN TO CUT 323 TREES ON NANDA ROAD&lt;br /&gt;Want to express your outrage and ouch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas we have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The string thing…&lt;br /&gt;String your hopes, memories, stories and togetherness together! Bring old pieces of cloth, bedsheets, colorful sarees you don’t want to use, lungis and dhotis…and tie shreds of these together around the trees on the street, to create your protective web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodle Banners&lt;br /&gt;Bring white or near white dhotis or bedsheets that you don’t mind painting on to express what Bangalore with trees meant for you and tie them up for display on the streets between trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in Jayanagar, I befriended a tree…&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a tree friend? &lt;br /&gt;Does she have a name? &lt;br /&gt;Did he talk to you on your way to school? &lt;br /&gt;Would you like to reconnect to her?  &lt;br /&gt;Bring your own personal message and leave it on the tree on metal boards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.theatresundays.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;www.maraa.in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-1619171416320610568?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/1619171416320610568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=1619171416320610568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1619171416320610568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1619171416320610568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/04/3rd-may-theatre-jam-hits-streets-33rd.html' title=''/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-6409202398605340269</id><published>2009-04-13T01:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:22:55.311+05:30</updated><title type='text'>From the girl in a saree…</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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The jam has inevitably become that space.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meet, greet and perform…. And that’s what exactly what happened. To start of with Andrea’s exercises - What I found really amazing was how the group enthusiastically participated. I, for one, found the exercises very liberating.&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;In the sense, that it started with movement and body first from the ‘self’ to subtly moving into sharing that space with another, especially the ‘fall – hold’ and the ‘roll-over’ exercise. We did gather some inquisitive gazes, at one point even a truck load!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But there is some sort of a barrier…wish people would join us at some point..just jump in… or do we come across as an eccentric intimidating crowd? (Just been playing on my mind) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vahid’s poem – I didn’t catch the name or the entire poem, but I did get bits of it…and that was enough to let my thoughts travel. The off-shot performance was interesting…would want to know what the poet thought of it? I decided to go with adding some kind of sound to it – because I felt the piece spoke a lot about ‘silence’ and how it magnifies thought to some extent (okie that’s a little something I got out off it), so picked a bottle and a twig to add to the movement enthusiasts …it became a piece in itself with the drummer adding his crazy chamaaks! &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Songs in Bangla to folk to rock to quawaali…..was a very fascinating mix. From singing mosquitoes and sharing jackfruits!Personally for me, I’m at a state of understanding this crisis of religion, tolerance, violence, secular, non secular, faith, belief and culture. Feel like a juggler trying to find a ‘where’ to walk amidst this clutter, right now it seems to be on a painful fence. And I couldn’t help but enjoy these songs from that fence. (Got a bit surreal…dunno if it was the space, the songs or the theme behind or all of it)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And how could I forget the short piece Ekta read out from Sangamitra, remember ‘the black linen shirt’, I don’t know why it’s queer…it sounded so simple and regular to me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deepak’s autobiographical piece – ‘When someone asks me who I am, I don’t know what to say!’, I think someone mentioned this at the Q and A post the performance, but I felt I was stepping into something that had already started. I particularly liked the repetition of certain parts of the text; it put the emphases in ‘quotes’! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The form juxtaposes movements, text and fragments of songs, the method behind the autobiographical dramaturgy plays more on the impulse of movement and thus making it more abstract, yet I would think it is not that different. But I’m keen on understanding the process of decentralizing the individual’s story with spurts of disjoint body movements. Conceptually, as a viewer, I could still make some connections and somewhere draw a parallel with the content. But I wonder how 'fair' it would be to the actor and his story, that’s where I’m stuck in understanding the method itself..when one is directed….how far can you push it to being your own (autobiography), or does it even have to? However, I am interested to see how the piece evolves…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Masrah’s stories from a park bench – phew... glad to be ‘finally’ performing at the jam. I thoroughly enjoyed coming up with the piece over ice-cream and cigarettes at some 3am two nights before the jam. All of us were super excited about sharing our stories, but more anxious about opening the bench out for the audience- hoping someone will want to share their stories. It was rewarding to see so many of them willingly come forward. Thank you guys :0 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Coming back to the form, it wasn’t too defined but we made sure it followed a certain conversational feel. But would personally want to see how and where we can take the piece from here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Soumya and Andrea’s movement number –It was really cool to see how that space just transformed itself into this set for their piece. Hope you didn’t get a bump on your head Andrea?! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the next Jam, was wondering if we can see how to get the locals from the area involved. Maybe put up a poster or two, Do some door-to-door pamphlet thing? What do you guys think?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also found out today that they are going to chop some 300 trees around that area – Why…well because of the METRO…(duh) and it apparently happens during the night. Now…am not sure if anything we do CAN stop this mess. But it would be interesting to see how this spills into our performances next jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;until next,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;cheers,&lt;/p&gt;pallavi&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-6409202398605340269?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/6409202398605340269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=6409202398605340269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/6409202398605340269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/6409202398605340269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-girl-in-saree.html' title='From the girl in a saree…'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-5281423899795792241</id><published>2009-02-27T16:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:47:55.158+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SafLzxzHq9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ul5oA4gpHl0/s1600-h/theatre+jam+final+1+copy%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SafLzxzHq9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ul5oA4gpHl0/s320/theatre+jam+final+1+copy%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307434776280935378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6th theatre Jam is round the corner, and I was told that the facebook event post will get us some more audience and participation.&lt;br /&gt;So I have created one on facebook&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=66534284179&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send the page around, become members, ask others to take a look&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-5281423899795792241?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/5281423899795792241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=5281423899795792241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/5281423899795792241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/5281423899795792241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/02/6th-theatre-jam-is-round-corner-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SafLzxzHq9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ul5oA4gpHl0/s72-c/theatre+jam+final+1+copy%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-5926856270359767794</id><published>2009-02-02T11:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:56:30.141+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Theatre Jam went Public!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaSCW2i5EI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1bTzPmhKfjk/s1600-h/jam+5+image+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaSCW2i5EI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1bTzPmhKfjk/s320/jam+5+image+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298082580839720002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaRIaXpMwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UzzA9c5A-kI/s1600-h/jam+5+image+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaRIaXpMwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UzzA9c5A-kI/s320/jam+5+image+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298081585351439106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaMD_xsYrI/AAAAAAAAADw/QnsEWS5fB78/s1600-h/jam+5+image+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jammers from the jam, post your response&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaNxjF-0VI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jEA4tUx1W5o/s1600-h/jam+5+image+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaNxjF-0VI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jEA4tUx1W5o/s320/jam+5+image+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298077894021402962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, the 5th jam happened out there, in the public realm!! Here are some pictures from the jam that just passed us...was an incredible experience for many, many reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaM9lRWkPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/R5xMr6CzgRA/s1600-h/jam+5+image+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaM9lRWkPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/R5xMr6CzgRA/s320/jam+5+image+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298077001252770034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaM2WILYWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/opLus1JiWes/s1600-h/jam+5+image+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaM2WILYWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/opLus1JiWes/s320/jam+5+image+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298076876928672098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this beautiful park is one of the spaces off nanda talkies road, which is the big park flanked double road that cuts across Jayanagar. Very soon, this green area will be destroyed because of various modernisation and development actions, the metro being one of them. Please start using these parks for various activities other than just lovers and senior citizens hangout. Would end on a very dismal note, despite the jam being really lovely in this shelter space...citizens inititative may never be a possibility(I've given up on Bangalore's citizens coming together and making a landmark turnover of events. We just murmur. No new idea and strength remains) and the parks will soon be gone. Im almost sure. Use them so we have memories...as painful as the only realistic possibility of "just having memories of these parks that once existed" remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deepak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-5926856270359767794?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/5926856270359767794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=5926856270359767794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/5926856270359767794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/5926856270359767794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/02/theatre-jam-went-public.html' title='Theatre Jam went Public!!'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SYaSCW2i5EI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1bTzPmhKfjk/s72-c/jam+5+image+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-1457529232331447200</id><published>2009-01-27T10:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:24:05.590+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vimochana Space Interiors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6gNRMgMSI/AAAAAAAAADI/dHFvgz3n5GU/s1600-h/DSC05759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6gNRMgMSI/AAAAAAAAADI/dHFvgz3n5GU/s320/DSC05759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295846361648869666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6eb5OM27I/AAAAAAAAAC4/2vnQe5oYoZE/s1600-h/DSC05746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6eb5OM27I/AAAAAAAAAC4/2vnQe5oYoZE/s320/DSC05746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295844413888322482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6ayrchHjI/AAAAAAAAACg/HI_TH3vnGys/s1600-h/DSC05735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6ayrchHjI/AAAAAAAAACg/HI_TH3vnGys/s320/DSC05735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295840407280754226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6Z-A2PIfI/AAAAAAAAACY/9Lrc6tL52AA/s1600-h/DSC05732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6Z-A2PIfI/AAAAAAAAACY/9Lrc6tL52AA/s320/DSC05732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295839502492705266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;possible venue.&lt;br /&gt;May the venue inspire the performer&lt;br /&gt;in you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6fijkxmiI/AAAAAAAAADA/o1Na07lHwRc/s1600-h/DSC05751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6fijkxmiI/AAAAAAAAADA/o1Na07lHwRc/s320/DSC05751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295845627848137250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-1457529232331447200?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/1457529232331447200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=1457529232331447200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1457529232331447200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1457529232331447200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_26.html' title='Vimochana Space Interiors'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SX6gNRMgMSI/AAAAAAAAADI/dHFvgz3n5GU/s72-c/DSC05759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-922709490728534759</id><published>2009-01-16T15:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:16:31.910+05:30</updated><title type='text'>and finally a JAM I don't mind being a part of!! </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SXBVvzHc9QI/AAAAAAAAACA/7M7-x2D_uUY/s1600-h/reworked.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Looking back at the last four jams, what has kept me constantly engaged is the wide range of subjects or themes (if you would like to call it that) of every single performance and how it has been explored through the nuances of theatre, music or dance. The switch from one to another has been quite challenging for me. And I mean this in a very positive way. Because I have always considered myself as some one who cannot handle too many heavy discussions in one day…for this reason I can’t even watch two films in a day or attend talks with differing topics. I tend to space out into one thing…and just zone into a rather Alice-like conversation with myself. Theatre Jam has somewhat challenged that comfort spot and the space makes you want to share and understand the dynamics of the process of coming up with a piece of work. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="trebuchet ms" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;And honestly it is more exciting to be the audience. Every other month has had such exciting performances or presentations…I get damn hungry to watch and take it all in (yah….a bit selfish I know…but can you blame me). It is what the city’s traffic jams do to you whether it is the honking voices of cars and people or the blinding lights of family, work and college, one yearns for that space to just get away but yet be constructively engaged. And I hope to get on the other side and perform more often. 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'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SXBVvzHc9QI/AAAAAAAAACA/7M7-x2D_uUY/s72-c/reworked.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-4136392610972532761</id><published>2009-01-15T20:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:17:52.208+05:30</updated><title type='text'>4th theatre jam images- courtesy L Venkatesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SW9MfR5x99I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7K9kMXyprsI/s1600-h/IMG_1023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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I, Rajaravivarma, a Lecturer in Dept. of Performing Arts , Pondicherry University rehearsing a 35 minutes Play production on PRAHALADA- a story in VISHNU'S Thasavadhara.&lt;br /&gt;It is an experimental play based on THERUKUTHU style . The centre message is "Every one has a pillar and if one wills the power will appear ( Narashimha ) to protect oneself " and " Every human beings are equal to one another " .&lt;br /&gt;And also wants to share the knowledge of this experiment.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With Regards,&lt;br /&gt; Ravivarma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-6171789151298222003?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/6171789151298222003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=6171789151298222003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/6171789151298222003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/6171789151298222003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2009/01/4th-jam-and-still-going-strong.html' title='The 4th Jam and still going strong!'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-9079268768268528375</id><published>2009-01-12T15:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:06:26.501+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FrAMeS FroM 3Rd JaM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SWs43-bkaBI/AAAAAAAAABg/mi21RyP15yw/s1600-h/theatre+jam+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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It is not complete.. like broken columns, the forms co-exist. Is art a kind of disciplines or is it interdisciplinary? Can art be purist? who is an artist then - one who can perform, express, create, communicate. Who is a good artist then? What is quality of art? Can a dancer, sing? A poet, act? An actor, paint? A sculptor, dance? Can they work with each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days of company natak, one couldn't do without the other. The stage would be be blank without the painted curtains, the play would not be complete without the 'complemenents' of scientists and artists. Did they do it just because they had no choice and they were dependent on the other? Or, only when you had a little of everything could there be entertainment? Or, it was a conceptual, conscious decision? What happened to the collective spirit today?&lt;br /&gt;We don't need the "other" today. Art has turned out to be competitive, comparative, caught in rigid compartments to achieve moving targets. There are differences, distances and disconnects between the arts and amidst one art form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day we arrived at theatre jam. It redefines itself frequently. The idea is to explore connections between various art forms, to create a space for dialogue and expression, to learn from new art forms, to colloborate and improvise. It is a bit like playing hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Our familiarity with theatre drove us to start with it. It need not be only a 'theatre' jam. The space will slowly open out to explore other forms like dance, song, fine arts, installations, discussions, writings, readings... The observer, the audience, the participants, play a key role as this process meanders. In Bangalore, after episodes of shedding tears, drowning in sympathy, complaining and experiences other disorders, we decided to just do something on our own. What's important is to ensure regularity, and collectively deciding plans and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two jams, has been magical, as we saw the process unfold.. from states of mind, to stories, experiences, feelings.. together and alone, a dialogue with oneself and others. There have been glitches and concerns, highs and lows, confusions and melodies.. but it is slowly getting rooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the things we need to address in our next meeting are:&lt;br /&gt;a. Why only, theatre? Can we open the space now to different art forms?&lt;br /&gt;b. Is Nelamanagala too 'far'?&lt;br /&gt;c. How can we focus on bringing in new audiences?&lt;br /&gt;d. Are we trying to build a community? Will that homogenise the diversity within the group? Do we all have the same goal, ideas of this process?&lt;br /&gt;e. Should there be a facilitator?&lt;br /&gt;f. How do we follow up on critique and appreciation that is discussed within the space?&lt;br /&gt;g. What does this space mean to us?&lt;br /&gt;h. How do we address the fragmentation between theatre and music within the space?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a boring questionnaire, but I see these as questions that we need to arrive at eventually at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, personally, I see that there is a need to bring people from different backgrounds together, in this 'one' space to explore if they can connect, if so what connects them, what happens after this connections and how can these connections be shared with a larger group.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like there is a need to relook at the perceptions of art and reclaim access to art through different routes for more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maraa, has attempted to initiate this process, and all it's participants play an important role in leading this process and re'forming' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ekta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-3690613066699005221?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/3690613066699005221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=3690613066699005221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3690613066699005221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/3690613066699005221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2008/11/exploring-dis-connects.html' title='exploring dis-&apos;connects&apos;'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-6063394450272444813</id><published>2008-11-15T00:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:24:09.065+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Observer</title><content type='html'>So far I have been, like the title, an observer for the first two theatre jams, and must say that despite my nervous apprehensions, have been pleasantly surprised by the response. Which obviously means that we're on to something here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to specifics, I thought the first one was kind of intense, and yet a nervous entry, which was natural I suppose, because it was the first time this was happening. I think we all got a bit carried away by the "this is happening right now" of it, that we focused on the performances, and there was very little discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one had definitely more balance between the theatre and the jamming :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the thoughts roaming inside my head when we talk/think about the event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) We should somehow get Kannada speaking performers/audiences to be a part of it. Come to think of it, Tamil, Telugu, Malayalam, Hindi and all other languages also will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What happens when the day comes when there are too many performances lined up? Who decides what theatre gets a chance and what gets left out? Questions of censorship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) It is free but not actually, because there are food costs, and certainly some coordinating costs, and hopefully we'll be able to sustain it in some way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) There are some interesting discussions on what constitutes a performance? Is it a reading, or a song? or perhaps the question is what is theatre then? Both the form and the time question are being challenged subconsciously at this event, and we wait eagerly for more such challenges in hopes of finding some answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) It would be great to have more musicians coming in to collaborate with the performers. Gopal from Guruskool did a spontaneous jam with Deepak's performance last time, and I hope this spurs on to more collaborations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I wish there was some way of keeping alive or documenting some discussions which take place at the event. Last jam had some really good ones about the Engish language, and the ghost of shakespeare still haunting us, and our approach to his work. There are also some really neat technical performance specific points which are being discussed, which may be useful to practitioners...we shoud think about keeping those some place/space accessible and distributable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) From a purely selfish point of view, I'm itching to see the day when we get to see some forum theatre...been waiting to be a part of one..since i've heard so much about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) The most interesting part has been the intersection of the place and the space. While the theatre jam is a mental construct, a hopeful project about some of our dreams of collaborations and open spaces, I think the actual farm house place also plays a part. I some how want to figure out how much of a role the actual place plays in this event. Would the audience and performers see Theatre jam as an event in Nelamangala, or does the place not matter? This is of huge interest to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) It would be good to get some of the more conventional and heard practitioners to enter the space and engage with the Theatre Jam crowd...like folks at Ranga Shankara, and proscenium theatre groups, of which there are many in Bangalore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) It will be good to dovetail this event into other debates we've been having at Maraa, concerning nature and approach to development, issues, public spaces, sexuality etc. Theatre has a long history (her-story) of being a people's medium/space..and be good to revive some of those stories, and see how we can rewrite some of those stories for the contemporary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've come up with at least ten things to say, I will end the diatribe, with a final point of how good this whole thing has been to engage with, to the point that one day, I hope to cross the line from being a lurking observer to a performer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;ram&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-6063394450272444813?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/6063394450272444813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=6063394450272444813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/6063394450272444813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/6063394450272444813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2008/11/observer.html' title='The Observer'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-5385332601662405760</id><published>2008-11-13T12:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:43:07.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Space to Breathe</title><content type='html'>Two theatre jam sessions... and I've loved them both.&lt;br /&gt;For me its been a simple and enjoyable journey where I could meet up with my friends, travel together to  this lovely location  and then be a theatre artist in the way I choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fearfully performed on the first jam session, scared of revealing myself... but once I did it was an exhilarating experience.. I felt free and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was unique in a way that its got me thinking.. about theatre - and my stand as a performer and more importantly as a person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this space in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, like Gayatri said, I don't have to wait to be an actor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soumya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-5385332601662405760?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/5385332601662405760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=5385332601662405760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/5385332601662405760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/5385332601662405760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2008/11/space-to-breathe.html' title='Space to Breathe'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-1140812695941863478</id><published>2008-11-06T10:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:43:59.476+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Opening out dramatic spaces</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The challenge of finding alternative spaces and places for dramatic work is being well met by the Sunday jam.  Here's a bunch of reasons for why I liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) As Ekta said its creating spaces for short performance work that does not have space in traditional auditorium spaces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) The openess of the space allows for so much experimentation and playing around. So potential artists are not paralysed by form and structure and can keep coming out with work. I know the burden of coming out with a 60-90 minute production of good quality can be such a task that you wind up never doing anything. Using the forum keeps your creative practice alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Its free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) The post-performance discussion is an excellent space to think through our work and allow others to engage with the issues brought up. The performance then is not only about aesthetic form, but also about ideological and creative content which is open to debate and discussion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) It allows for collaborations to happen both spontaneously and through negotiation between different artists. This is interesting because so much of the work is 'solo' and moving outwards into collaborations. You see something that you might like to work with and in this open forum can negotiate a collaboration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)And most importantly people have a space to do theatre and be actors. Its not a long term dream that needs to be shelved until... until... until. There's a space every month for you to go up and own as your own stage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you guys for making this happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gai3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-1140812695941863478?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/1140812695941863478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=1140812695941863478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1140812695941863478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/1140812695941863478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2008/11/opening-out-dramatic-spaces.html' title='Opening out dramatic spaces'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-875918439242309228.post-987574398138873807</id><published>2008-11-03T11:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:57:07.859+05:30</updated><title type='text'>theatre sundays</title><content type='html'>hello all,&lt;br /&gt;before all the excitement frizzles out, I thought it best to talk a bit about the afternoon well spent at Guruskool farm yesterday... Nov 2nd 08 that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used "well spent" and I hope that isnt too irritating to some of us who have to share not so well spent moments and times...but please bear with me. I don't, for one see the not-so-well-spent moments as negative. I think dialoging about them will make it an evening well spent :)&lt;br /&gt;a dialog that continues in to and through out theatre lives, theatre selves and as theatre artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets briefly recapitulate.&lt;br /&gt;November 2nd saw three activities around which our attention and time was centered.  A reading of a scene from Shakespeare's Hamlet, a short sketch with voices of personal and universal feminism by Gayatri and yet another short "religious" song based theatrical sharing by Deepak (thats me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, hopefully some better time was utilised (than the previous jam) in sharing and talking about the process of (reading or performing). The reading brought in debates about what a reading should constitute (in terms of "how an actor reads") , why are Shakespeare's works performed/read/ "learnt" and how does one relate to him-as literature or theatre, poetry or life's realities. The performances also had their share of audience prodding and participation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had also wanted theatre collaborations within music and music to work in theatre. In some ways, there was nascent amalgamation in the area and we hope this can be deepened.  Gopal played his mandolin for my song piece and we then went on to jam a bit with flute, song and strings...I loved the experience of my idea of the song changing form and moving into different spheres...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this jam was different from the previous ones for various reasons, a number of things coming up along the way. ill wait for others to add in this area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the things about why maraa (a collective that we are) wanted to work with theatre this way was because of our individual experiences within theatre spheres... and how we did or didnt want theatre to be a "certain" authoritatively defined way. Open space is what we called it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this blog &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not as a part&lt;/span&gt; of maraa but as a part of a theatre community because just yesterday, i realised that there could be the danger of collapsing into being just one role- that of coming from maraa and being an "organiser". Of course Im part of maraa but i need to shift to the threatre self in me to voice anything pertaining to theatre as an art, and theatre as a evolving performer.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll write about theatre on maraa's webpage too but Ive created this blog so we can dialog here about the art, content and evolutions of theatre, things we can share as performers or theatre enthusiasts. And we can do it ourselves beginning with logging in personally and posting directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do post your views on theatre jam that just passed. Content, understandings, theatre...&lt;br /&gt;plus the process. this is our space to write, challenge, concur, express dissent, celebrate, collate learnings, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/875918439242309228-987574398138873807?l=theatresundays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/feeds/987574398138873807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=875918439242309228&amp;postID=987574398138873807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/987574398138873807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/875918439242309228/posts/default/987574398138873807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theatresundays.blogspot.com/2008/11/theatre-sundays.html' title='theatre sundays'/><author><name>theatrejam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12426401979895121745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KApmOGFOdXA/SR_rsVECZNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FMoNygzVXyc/S220/cocktails.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
