‘MahmoodaBo ney kanwarpat main kabhi dheela pajama nahin pehna, lekin
Hamida tang mori ka pajama pehanna apni qasr-e-shaan samajhti thi.’
In a household, where from the beginning, the narrator makes
allowance of some sort for a challenging attitude from Ehsan Manzil
towards a ratified and dogmatic shareef mohalla - the degeneration of sharafat
in the house over four generations is not surprising but arguable. The novel
begins with market gossip about a certain daughter of this family receiving an
issue of the ‘Ismat’ magazine on her name which is scandalous and conspicuously
against the conventional ideas of the 'shareef gharana' but notice the novel
also ends on a fragile event where Harafa, the novel is found in Hamida Bibi’s
bedroom. The story explains the ties of women with sharafat and the struggle to
gauge it within the Manzil over time. With what all that is changing: there is
talk of and action for Azadi, Aligarh and Angrezi; there is still no real
change. The final lines of MehmoodaBo reflect how nothing has really changed
for women in Ehsan Mazil. The fate of women has been re- iterated time and
again and it is hypocritical as the change through four generations is
supremely unanimous and binding in the closing lines of the story:
‘Jawan
loundia ko ghar main bethana acha nahin hai. Acha bura jaisa launda miley,
ussey tikhaney laga do’
The change over the generations was seen in education, literature,
clothes and cultural religious events like ‘Niyaz/nazr’. However, the
sensibility of the woman and the man in Ehsan Mazil, barring their own history,
always boiled down to the marriage of women as the sole way of saving izzat.
Then it is safe to say that what was changing was not sharafat
itself but the burden of sharafat. There seemed to be difficulty in maintaining
it. In Sheikh Sajjad’s era in Ehsan Mazil, the values of the
conventional sharafat were perhaps getting too challenging as far as women went
and the cracking point was this ironic incident where the Muslim
shareef woman’s bedroom houses novels such as Harafa. This event was too un-shareef
for MehmoodaBo as a woman, and she felt like even Aijaz should be called back
home from Aligarh. It is interesting to note that the transformation that
MehmoodaBo asked for in her youth (that of low necks) were brushed off by Choti
Shaikhani and now Hamida Bibi does wear low necks but MehmoodaBo makes it acceptable
on the condition that she wear a duppatta. So who’s to say that when Hamida
Bibi takes position, she will not allow the literature to be read but make it
conditional to suit the definition of sharafat still?
In this short story, one should notice how the women address/advise/taunt/nurture
women into remaining in the shackles of the profound sharafat that Ehsan Mazil should
boast. Conclusively, the story over the span of time regresses one point - Muslin
women were to harness the sharafat of any household and only their actions,
pardah and education would eventually define the kind and level of sharafat associated
with that domestic setting – for both outsiders and insiders.
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