This is a pathetic commentary about a person's aesthetic contributions. A costume designer's task is not easy; he or she has to know the intricate makings of the film and its characters. In a movie like Gandhi he or she has to absorb historical traditions and customs. Bhanu Athaiya did all that as evidenced in her illustrations she still preserves. But to say, and that too categorically, that she is returning the award because it is 'unsafe' brings to sharp focus the chicanery that exists in the country. When Tagore's award was pilfered there were shock waves. Athaiya's attrition is another case in point - prevention is better.
Satyajit Ray was not only a director; he was a script writer, cameraman, designer. Bhanu Athaiya was just one of these, but her meticulous focus on costume designing, got her the award, but little plaudits. Why? Is it because the film was destined to take shape in 'foreign' hands? Was it our vicarious tribute to the prodigious British Empire, which once ruled us, not being able to break ourselves from the mental shackles of foreign yoke? When A.R. Rehman was awarded the Oscar for music, did we not touch the skies? Understandably so, but why not for her?
These questions may not be answered but Bhanu Athaiya's tale of woe is a sad reflection our proclivities to both deify and demonize. It just happens the way, the euphoria takes us to, and if it does not because of little known elements, we inflict the kind of hurt, which our collective conscious is totally insensitive to.
Long live my lady, you had the guts to remonstrate - but decently.
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