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DADI PUDUMJEE (PUPPETEER) On World Storytelli­ng Day, some of the city’s popular torchbeare­rs from the field, share their views on how the art has changed now JAISHREE SETHI (STORYTELLE­R) KAMAL PRUTHI (STORYTELLE­R)

- Henna Rakheja henna.rakheja@htlive.com

I saw you last night at a party and have been in love with you ever since. You, in that blue shirt, blew my mind and I just cannot concentrat­e on anything else. Work feels like a drudgery too. Meet me maybe?

Dil Se is a compilatio­n of fun messages from our readers. The views expressed herein belong entirely to the senders and are not to be construed as an endorsemen­t by the publicatio­n. Storytelli­ng has changed tremendous­ly through the times. Today, besides the storytelli­ng, the performing Ayoung and successful executive was traveling down a neighborho­od street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he sawsomethi­ng. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag’s side door! He slammed on the brakes and drove the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car, shouting, “Just what the heck areyou doing? That’s a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did arts helps the storytelle­r in making their art stronger, vivid and more powerful. All art forms narrate a story in their own way, and puppets and puppeteers, are some of the oldest storytelle­rs of the world. you do it?” The young boy was apologetic. “Please mister... please, I’m sorry... I didn’t know what else to do,” he pleaded. “I threw the brick because no one else would stop...” With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. “It’s my brother,” he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.” Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, “Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.” Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the

Be it enchanting tales in Hindi and Urdu dramatics or puppetry— storytelli­ng in any form has a magical charm of its own. On World Storytelli­ng Day, some of the handicappe­d boy back into the wheelchair, then took out his fancy handkerchi­ef and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. “Thank you and may God bless you,” the grateful child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the little boy push his wheelchair­bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: Don’t go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention! Storytelli­ng requires adequate space, ambience and interested listeners. The same story comes out differentl­y in different settings with a different audience. It is about the exchange of energies. The response from the audience energises me and helps me tell better. Delhi-based artists talk about how the art of storytelli­ng, has changed with time, and some of the formats they prefer to use. A few have even shared a couplet and a story for you to read. I use theatrics and folk format in the league of Pandwani and Alha Udal. In musical folk formats created by me, like Zabanikhel­a (Urdu form of and plucking the fruits soon flowers from it. As as they ate all the delicious looking fruits, to see they looked down was that the whole jungle had empty, the waterfalls deer gone, the jumping were and other animals was out of sight, the river dry and everything beautiful they cherished as if had vanished. It was nothing existed before. They wanted to climb go to down the tree and and the beautiful jungle could play like before but not find the waytocome of down. Soon, the devil and the tree appeared the said “Welcome to social media”. when Once upon a time, a nobody existed, only young boy and a charming girl, lived in a beautiful in the jungle, they bathed lakes, loved and soaked mated under the sun, they sat around the river and under the tree, ate natural fruits, and with decorated each other flowers. They wore nothing but covered The beauty around them. gave creator of the jungle them only one warning, everywhere­inthe go jungle, but don’t climb The this huge devil tree. devil tree looked really beautiful from the outside. Despite of the warning, both climbed tree one day and started children storytelli­ng) and Kabuliwala (Afghani folk style) the characters of the storytelle­r, his language and dialect, costuming, accompanyi­ng folk music, folk dance, acting skills, and use of props play more prominent roles.

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