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Still Struggling Sanjna
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| Photographs by Deepa Parekh; Text by Anil Dharker | |||||||||||||
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PUBLISHED: Volume 12, Issue 1, First Quarter 2004
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I hate cricket," says Sanjna Kapoor, looking around at the match in progress. "All of us hate cricket: Kunal, Karan and me. Thats always been Dads woe. That mother produced children who hated the game." Dad (Shashi Kapoor to you and me), of course, loves the game, and there he is in the commentators box, giving us a laconic (and humorous) description of the match. But even Sanjna and Kunal and Karan forget their antipathy to the doings of "22 flannelled fools" once a year, because whats unfolding itself before us is more, much more than a game. This is theatre and anything to do with theatre has the Kapoor clan in thrall. During every Prithvi Theatre Festival, the Prithvi Players take on the Film Valas XI . Since this is the 21st festival, this is the 21st match; but over the years, the dramatis personae have changed: Film Valas, Shashi Kapoors movie company, no longer exists. Now Prithvi Players take on the sponsors, so some of the young, lean men (and not so lean, not so young men) on the field must be from Orange, the mobile phone people and ICICI Bank, the money people. |
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