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'Kitte Mil Ve Mahi'

- 'Where the Twain Shall Meet'

A documentary by Ajay Bhardwaj


'Kitte Mil Ve Mahi' ('Where the Twain Shall Meet'), a recently released documentary by Ajay Bhardwaj, a Delhi-based Punjabi film-maker, highlights the fascinating, although little-known, phenomenon of the association of large number of Punjabi Dalits with the shrines and religious traditions of the Sufis.

Punjab, 'the land of the five rivers', is also the land of the Sufis or Muslim mystics. Scores of Sufi shrines or dargahs dot the Punjabi countryside. In 1947, Punjab was partitioned amidst widespread bloodshed, and today there are few Muslims left in the Indian Punjab. Yet, the Sufi shrines in the Indian part of Punjab continue to thrive, particularly among so-called 'low' caste Dalits. Despite being almost entirely non-Muslims, these Dalit devotees are attracted by the egalitarian teachings of the Sufis, whose message of ethical monotheism attracted large numbers of oppressed 'low' castes in search of liberation from the shackles of the caste system sanctified by the Brahmanical religion. (Yoginder Sikand)
 

DIRECTOR'S NOTE


This documentary is largely located in the Doaba region of Punjab, a cradle of the revolutionary Gadar movement and the Ad Dharmi movement of Dalits. It attempts to portray a cultural/ spiritual universe of Punjab that is little known to the world outside. It may be so, because our understanding of Punjab has largely been conditioned by three benchmarks, the partition, the green revolution and the terrorism in the 80s. We are therefore, oblivious to many other realities that have unfolded and flourished simultaneously. By no yardstick can these realities be seen as some marginal phenomena because they shape the everyday life of lakhs of people in Punjab. Yet, from textbooks to television, they are conspicuous by their absence. What are the implications of this absence, this 'invisibleness' to us as a people, as a society. And what are its implications for those who are living these realities. This documentary, I hope, may lead us to contemplate on questions such as these and many more.

This film contends the dominant perceptions of the economic and spiritual heritage of Punjab. It does so through a people’s narrative on the preservation and regeneration of its ‘little’ traditions, which often appear seamlessly cultural and political.

Travel to the heart of Punjab. Enter a world of Sufi shrines worshipped and looked after by Dalits. Listen to B.S. Balli Qawwal Paslewale, the first generation Dalit Qawwals born out of this tradition. Join a fascinating dialogue with Lal Singh Dil—a radical poet, a Dalit, converted to Islam. Meet the last living legend of the Gadar movement, Baba Bhagat Singh Bilga, who contests the subversion of a common past, while affirming a new consciousness among Dalits, within and beyond Punjab.

The interplay between the constituents of this mosaic brings to light the triple marginalisation of Dalits--- amidst the agricultural boom that is the modern Punjab, in the contesting ground of its ‘major’ religions, and in the intellectual construction of their 'syncretism'.

 

AJAY BHARDWAJ


Hartosh Singh Bal reviews Bhardwaj's film in the latest issue of the Tehelka magazine:

'Holding Up The Sky With Faith'
An absorbing documentary highlights a little known reality, that Punjab’s Sufi soul now rests with its dalits

By Hartosh Singh Bal
 


Every few weeks the cult of the Sufis besieges the Delhi glitterati. It is not a cult born of the city; those who frequent the Nizamuddin dargah have little to do with it. The evenings are occasions for those who matter to be seen, the sponsors are among the big Indian corporates. Like all fashions, this too will fade. But Sufism survives in the subcontinent, as it has always done, not through the patronage of the powerful but the powerless.

Sufism in Punjab has been unique in its connection with the popular tradition of the land. From Bulle Shah to the lovers, Shah Hussain, a Muslim, and Madho Lal, a Brahmin, known as the Sufi poet Madho Lal Hussain, their verses continue to be sung in the villages of Punjab.

But today’s Punjab is not the Punjab of Bulle Shah. In Pakistan, the Punjabi looks to Arabia to deny his connection with the subcontinent. In Delhi, the Punjabi Hindu can barely speak the language and in Punjab what passes for the Sikh clergy has been nudging the faith into a ghetto. Fittingly, the flame of Sufism lives on among the dalits of Punjab. It is a little known fact, entirely undocumented but for a fascinating new documentary film by Ajay Bhardwaj — 'Kitte Mil Ve Mahi' ('Where the Twain Shall Meet').

From the beginning to the end, the film captivates — be it Najjar Shah, mason-turned-cobbler and custodian of the shrine of Baba Chuhar Shah in Jalandhar, who links the traditions of the cobbler sant Ravidass to his Muslim pirs [saints], or Dalit radical poet Lal Singh Dil, a convert to Islam, who speaks of the dispossession of his people. The film centres on the Sufi shrines of the Doaba, the part of Punjab that lies between the Sutlej and Beas. At Bhujpur, the custodian of the Qadri shrine tells the tale of the Muslim Jat Baba Sondhe Shah who passed the flame to a Balmik wrestler-turned-disciple Baba Dasondhe Shah.

This tradition goes beyond gender; at Sofipind village, the gaddi-nasheen [custodian] of the shrine of Sant Pritam Dass is Channi Shah. Hookah in hand she relates how people once questioned her relationship with her pir; today they seek her blessings. In a moment that captures the heart of this quietly flourishing tradition, she, a peasant among peasants, looks at the camera and asks, "What use is fakiri if no one comes to us?’’

The same strain flows through the haunting qawwali of the Paslewale Qawwals at the shrine of the Lakh Data ('the one who grants a 100,000 wishes') Pir at Kotli Than Singh village, "Lord, you will be called giver only if you grant wishes.’’ Sons of daily wagers, Balli and Surinder learnt from Pandit Gurdasji or ‘Khan sahib’ with the blessing of the naked fakir Wali Allah of Rurka village. The people’s faith now speaks through voices fluent in a classical tradition that has rarely opened up to the poor or the out of caste.


But the 72-minute film does not forget the shrines exist in a context. It was among the emigrants from the Doaba that the Ghadr movement first flourished, it is in this region, close to Nawanshahr, that Bhagat Singh was born, and it is here, where the Dalits make up over one-third of the population, that the movement that gave rise to the BSP [Bahujan Samaj Party] began.

At the Ghadr memorial, the words of Baba Bilga, one of the most prominent members of the movement, illuminate almost every aspect of the film. From the loss of the shared heritage of Urdu, to the strides the Dalits have made thanks to reservation, "We used to write with pride putt jattan de ['son of a Jat'], I am amazed they also say putt chamaran de ['son of a cobbler']." But the conscience of the film is the poet Dil who embodies the traditions of the leftist revolutionaries and the Dalit resurgence. For him, the dispossession from land is at the heart of the Dalit’s deprivation. Yet, as the film reminds us, even amidst this deprivation, the Dalits of the Doaba have held on to something precious that the rest of Punjab seems to have forgotten.

*****

 

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