The film depicted different experiences of exile through its
many characters. Salim Mirza’s exile was particularly disturbing because he was made to feel
like an outsider in his own homeland. His exile was deeply disorienting for him
because his sense of loyalty to India was far greater than his religious
identity; Pakistan had never been an option for him. In fact, throughout the film, he keeps
referring to Gandhi’s ‘martyrdom’ and how it would not have been in vain,
showing that he tries to identify himself as inherently Indian (he never
mentions Jinnah). But despite this, he is being uprooted. His homelessness somehow seems a lot more acute in comparison
to the others, especially when he is bereft of their haveli and then the factory; he’s the one person who literally has
nowhere to go. Also, I thought that through him, the film was trying to show
the exile of an entire class as well- the shareef
Muslim in particular. There is no place in new India for these upright
moralists. Belonging to a shareef gharana is no longer a grounds for
claiming superiority of any kind. For now atleast, post-war India is a place
without class. Even the tonga-wala can refuse to give them a ride. The hostility
they now receive is very poignant- the rest of society is aggressive towards
them in a very overt way. The Hindus seem to be reveling in the sense of
belonging that new India now accords to them. The contrast between them now is stark; the shareef
upper class male is not just driven away from his home but also from his
livelihood, making him an unproductive member of society.
Kazim’s exile is strange too. He went to Pakistan with his
family, effectively giving up his right to call India his home. Therefore when
he comes back, he cannot simply assume that things will be same as when he had
left. He cannot resume his life here in India, not even with Amina, because he
can’t fulfill his promise of marriage to her. He’s stuck in limbo, reluctant to
go back to his new home, unable to belong in the one he left behind. His exile
is tragic because even though technically he has a home and
isn’t homeless in the same way that Salim is, it just isn’t in the right
country.
For Dadi Amma, homelessness quite literally means being
taken away from the home of her ancestors. For her, the departure from the haveli is akin to her identity being
taken away. It’s a very personal kind of exile because no one else goes through
the kind of extreme displacement that she feels. She can’t understand the
concept of invasion, this sudden encroachment of warring ideologies upon her
family home. Whatever she cared about and held dear to her is taken away from
her, and her distress over this is portrayed heartrendingly through the
pitiful attempts she makes to hide in the store room.
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