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This question is not just about Othello or Omkara. A man thinks his wife is cheating on him, and then believing he is the rightful judge to ‘punish her,’ he murders her. What does this mean today?
Shakespeare’s tragedy Othello deals with the downfall of a brave, accomplished Moorish general in the Venetian army. After Othello chooses to promote Cassio instead of Iago, Iago seeks revenge by tricking Othello into believing that his wife Desdemona and Cassio are having an affair. Iago manipulates him to the point that Othello ends up murdering Desdemona. For the first semester of English Literature, we had to study Desdemona’s murder scene.
Understanding Shakespeare is challenging. I still remember studying Julius Caesar in tenth grade, how my teacher had said that it was important to focus on every word; the smallest detail must not be missed.
I’m no expert when it comes to Shakespeare, though I keep thinking that the murder scene seems to express the idea that Othello didn’t truly love Desdemona.
A better way to frame that would be: the relationship Othello and Desdemona shared would have been based on something else, maybe admiration. But, love? I don’t think so.
Othello doesn’t believe her (that alone speaks volumes about how strong their ‘love’ is!). Yes, the isolation he has experienced because of his racial identity plays some role in making him doubt Desdemona’s love. His insecurity can be viewed as a product of the discrimination prevalent in that society. The differences between him and Desdemona may strengthen the idea that she could prefer Cassio. Most importantly, he’s getting influenced by Iago, one of Shakespeare’s most cunning antagonists.
While I was learning about Othello, I also watched the clip of Vishal Bharadwaj’s Omkara where Omkara (Othello’s counterpart) stifles Dolly (Desdemona’s counterpart). Moments before her death, when she is being confronted by her newly-wed husband, Dolly’s eyes are wet. She looks lost. Hurt. Numb.
She looks terrified.
What scares her? That the love of her life has grown so distant, so cold? That he’s accusing her of being unfaithful? That she has no idea what wrong she has committed?
Omkara tells her, ‘qabool karle, jaan baksh dunga main teri.’ (Confess to being unfaithful, and I’ll let you live.)
What gives him the right to ‘grant her mercy’, or to decide that she deserves death for ‘her mistake’?
Somehow shaq (suspicion) ruins the reality of love in every love story. However, the problem with Othello is not about trust, jealousy, insecurity, or manipulation, it is about the act of murder.
Othello could have left her, ended their relationship. But killing her? And justifying it, saying he was punishing her for her sin?
How can I believe that he ever loved her?
After realizing that he has been manipulated and that Desdemona had always been faithful to him, Othello stabs himself out of shame and guilt. Before dying of suicide, he says that he was someone who ‘loved not wisely but too well.’
You don’t murder someone you claim to love ‘too much,’ do you? Not trusting his wife is Othello’s misunderstanding, his insecurity, him getting brainwashed by Iago. Murdering her is violence, abuse.
Plus, Othello feels sorry for killing Desdemona because he doubted her love. Does that imply that if she had been unfaithful, he wouldn’t have thought murdering her was wrong?
The play belongs to a different time, different place; the people are different too, but what about love?
Love is complicated and far from perfect, that’s true but love is incomplete without trust. The problem arises when any form of toxic behaviour is accepted in the name of romance, or passion, or love. Love is not about owning someone. A quite popular declaration of love in movies, ‘tum meri nahi ho sakti toh kisi ki bhi nahi ho sakti’ (if you cannot be mine, you can’t be anyone else’s either) is not romantic at all. Loving someone so much that you won’t let them live happily with anyone else, that you can’t bear the thought of them not choosing you . . . that’s not love.
Even in 2021, women are forced to stay in abusive relationships because society expects them to preserve the holy institution of marriage at the cost of their dignity, their basic rights. Worse, some feel that they should not abandon their love. That they should fight for their love.
No, love is the opposite of violence. No matter how passionate love can be, it shouldn’t be an excuse for abuse.
Unlike the way this kind of relationship is represented in many movies, television shows and even books, Omkara doesn’t try to glorify violence, dismissing it for the sake of intense love. Although the film has scenes depicting the romantic relationship between Omkara and Dolly, when Omkara stifles Dolly with a pillow, he’s not her lover. The scene does not try to suggest passion or intense love, there’s only violence in those fifty-four seconds.
As Omkara is suffocating her, Dolly struggles and reaches for him. She reaches for his shirt, then for his face, trying and failing to stop him. For moments, her hand firmly clutches the side of his face before it goes numb and slides down his cheek, revealing a scar. Revealing Omkara’s monstrosity, not love.
Image source: a still from the film Omkara
Samrah Fatima is pursuing BA Honours History from Aligarh Muslim University. read more...
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Neena was the sole caregiver of Amma and though one would think that Amma was dependent on her, Neena felt otherwise.
Neena inhaled the aroma that emanated from the pan and took a deep breath. The aroma of cumin interspersed with butter transported her back to the modest kitchen in her native village. She could picture her father standing in the kitchen wearing his white crisp kurta as he made delectable concoctions for his only daughter.
Neena grew up in a home where both her parents worked together in tandem to keep the house up and running. She had a blissful childhood in her modest two-room house. The house was small but every nook and cranny gave her memories of a lifetime. Neena’s young heart imagined that her life would follow the same cheerful course. But how wrong she was!
When she was sixteen, the catastrophic clutches of destiny snatched away her parents. They passed away in a road accident and Neena was devastated. Relatives thronged her now gloomy house and soon it was decided that she should be married off.
Women today don’t want to be in a partnership that complicates their lives further. They need an equal partner with whom they can figure out life as a team, playing by each other’s strengths.
We all are familiar with that one annoying aunty who is more interested in our marital status than in the dessert counter at a wedding. But these aunties have somehow become obsolete now. Now they are replaced by men we have in our lives. Friends, family, and even work colleagues. It’s the men who are worried about why we are not saying yes to one among their clans. What is wrong with us? Aren’t we scared of dying alone? Like them?
A recent interaction with a guy friend of mine turned sour when he lectured me about how I would regret not getting married at the right time. He lectured that every event in our lives needs to be completed within a certain timeframe set by society else we are doomed. I wasn’t angry. I was just disappointed to realize that annoying aunties are rapidly doubling in our society. And they don’t just appear at weddings or family functions anymore. They are everywhere. They are the real pandemic.
Let’s examine this a little closer.
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