A room of her own

A room of her own

In societies set with patriarchal values, middle-aged women trying to chart a life of their own are looked at with suspicion. Some break the norm anyway, writes Ranjita Biswas

A still from My Happy Family

In My Happy Family, a middle-aged woman, wife and mother, comfortably settled in a so-called happy family is actually an oxymoron. Or, take the case of a recent widow who refuses to stick to an image set by society and wants to indulge in her simple fancies thus unsettling the immediate family and society at large, as in Aise Hee.

The two films are from widely divergent locales but the underlying theme has something common — that women who choose to walk a different path even if at a mature age are not looked upon kindly by a society dominated by patriarchal values, even in the 21st century.

In My Happy Family from Georgia, Manana is a 50-year-old scientist, mother of two grown-up children, living with a husband apparently doting on her, and her own parents. The family is jolted out of their comfort zone when Manana announces that she wants to live on her own and has rented a flat in a rather poor neighbourhood. But why? Her own parents accuse her of irresponsibility, her elder brother begs her not to. What a scandal! What will people say? The parents moan at their daughter’s mad decision.

The film opens with a birthday party at the house. Manana had told her husband specifically that she did not want to celebrate it. But back from the office, she finds he had already invited his friends and the house was raucous with food and drinks. She cannot bring herself to join in the fun which people find difficult to understand.

Directed by Nana Ekvtimishvili, the film was screened at the World Cinema Dramatic Competition section of the 2017 Sundance Film Festival (now available on OTT). The film had its world première in the Forum section at the 67th Berlin International Film Festival.

Going against conventions, stepping out of her organised life brings many challenges to Manana but she still does not want to go back to her old home, though she visits it from time to time, in crisis situations too, and has a good relationship with her children who seem to empathise better with her ‘mad’ decision.

When Manana sits on her little balcony, watches a plant grow in a pot she had brought, she finds a kind of serenity which she could not find in her persona as a homemaker. Later, she also finds out that her husband had been cheating on her but now it does not affect her so much. By now she is content to be on a journey of her own, in quest of an individual inside her. She is at peace with herself — and the world, as she sits in her little balcony.

Aise Hee
Aise Hee

Back in India, in Allahabad, a recent widow Mrs Sharma (Mohini Sharma) also sits by herself on the balcony of a newly bought flat with her own money, moving out of her son’s (and past husband’s house) in Aise Hee (Just Like That), Kislay’s debut film. It was screened at the 24th Busan International Film Festival where it received a special mention.

Mrs Sharma’s quest for independence, like a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis, starts at over 70 years of age, giving wings to a desire she must have had subconsciously nurtured for long.

In the process, she ruffles quite a few feathers in the family and immediate society. Why does she avoid the meditation and exercise sessions in the local park she once dutifully joined along with her departed husband? Why does she want to learn embroidery from masterji, the neighbourhood tailor, whose Muslim identity later creates problems? Why does she want to buy red roses for her room? Why does she have to open her own bank account when she lives with her son and family? Questions, questions. Well, ‘just like that’.

The matriarch, always referred to as Mrs Sharma as if her first name disappeared somewhere in the long years of domesticity, constantly has to face enquiring eyes, including from women of her own age, for acts even as innocuous as having an ice-cream in a mall, or visiting a beauty parlour with the encouragement of a new friend, a young girl, who works in a salon. It is as if life ‘should’ stop for women at a certain age and fit in a role that society sketches for her.

This looking for a space of her own as reflected in literature has quite a few instances in modern times (maybe even earlier only it was more subdued). But the search for it continues.

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