What if Hrishikesh Mukherjee's favourite actress Sharmila Tagore was cast
with Basu Chatterjee's favourite actor Amol Palekar in one of those easy
winsome breezy romantic comedies of the 1970s?
The result would've been something like "Ahista Ahista" -
nice and slow yet fluently absorbing. For a large part of the narrative
you sincerely want to know what happens to the runaway girl Megha (Soha
Ali Khan) and the working-class guy Ankush (Abhay Deol) who comes to
her rescue after her groom-to-be deserts her.
A simple story, seemingly original and fresh "Ahista Ahista"
sweeps you gently into its arc of mint-flavoured emotions. The characters,
minor or major are utterly believable.
Whether it is Ankush's friends at the marriage registry office (and
these include that wonderful child actor Ashwin Chitale from the Marathi
film "Shwaas" as the 'chai-wallah') or the whole Jama Masjid
Muslim locality that defines a major portion of the narrative, the proceedings
are kept subdued and stress-free.
The art and camera-work are unostentatious yet eye-catching.
Somehow you feel things
are going to work out just fine for these two seeming losers who discover
love, togetherness and finally a wretchedly unhappy ending to their
short-lived relationship.
The happy ending is denied to this utterly unaffected couple. But the
brief, finally grief encounter is sweet-timbered and endearing while
it lasts.
Both Abhay Deol and Soha Ali Khan add considerably to the plot's plausibility.
They are natural, sincere and endearing though Deol needs to improve
his dialogue delivery and gauche body language.
Soha has been shot (by cinematographer Prakash Kutty) like her mother
Sharmila Tagore. She is heartbreakingly expressive and fragile. Among
the peripheral characters Shakeel Khan as Deol's Muslim buddy is surprisingly
effective.
A sweet sincere tender film with enough heart to tell it apart from
the pretenders which try to sweep you off your feet, "Ahista Ahista"
keeps you rooted to reality most of the way. Even when the kind and
generous hero decides to keep his sweetheart's fiance's return a secret,
you don't really hate him for that bit of deception.
How can you, when the couple is so absorbed in the task of living with
dignity in a society that makes the middle-class answerable for all
its aspirations and dreams.
Writer Imtiaz Ali and debutant director Shivam Nair deserve high praise
for delving into those quiet shared moments of anguished togetherness
between a couple which is too busy surviving today to dare to dream
about tomorrow.