The diplomat's wife and the holy man.

Dancing on the Grave (2023)
Written and directed by Patrick Graham

This an interesting case that, on paper, is considered closed. The victim's next-of-kin asserts that justice has been meted out and the perpetrator is doing time even more than they had bargained. The prosecutors are jubilant about how they solved the case despite the long timeframe it took. The defence (and the affected) are adamant, however, that the accused is being punished for a crime he did not commit.

At one look, it sounds like a case of mismatched personalities from totally different backgrounds coming together in the name of love. This case also reminds us of India's past history, about the Diwans, the aristocrats, and the vibrant Shia-Persian community in Karnataka and the fact that India is not quite a homogenous society but one rich with a plurality of cultures and societies. It takes a peek into the life of the rich and famous ambassador and the type of life the family once led.

Shakereh Khaleeli nee Namazie was a high-spirited 19-year-old member of the rich and elite of India when she was married off to her first cousin, Akbar Mirza Khaleeli. Their grandfather was Sir Mirza Ismail, the Diwan of Mysore. Albar was a diplomat, an envoy to Iran and many other places later. Shakereh was the live wire of all parties and was a born socialite. They went on to have 4 daughters.

With the Iranic Revolution, Sharkereh returned to India whilst Akbar stayed behind to continue his ambassadorial duties. She involved herself in the family construction business.  

Murali Manohar Mishra, aka Swami Shradhananda, came to know the couple around 1982. By 1985, Shikereh unilaterally proclaimed divorce in front of an audience at a mosque after failing to obtain her husband’s talaq. It is said that the Shradhananda, who is not a saintly man but one who proclaimed to have special powers, promised Shikereh a son. They got married in Hindu tradition and lived in Bangalore.

Her action became the talk of the community then. A Shia-Parsi woman of a reputable family marrying a Hindu from a poor background and living as a Hindu was scandalous enough. Her daughters, though, maintained continued telecommunication with their mother. They were then living in Italy with their father. 

In 1991, the second daughter filed a police report for failing to contact her mother. The police were dragging their feet until a habeas corpus case was put up. In 1994, the police managed to get a confession from the Shradhananda. The remains of Shakereh were unearthed within the confines of her home.

The story says that the couple did have a stillbirth. The gender of the child is not mentioned. There were frequent tiffs between them regarding her close communication with her daughters. Shradhananda, the ever-subservient one, started demanding his role as a husband. He had also managed to get himself the power of attorney to all her properties. 

Shradhananda had summoned a wooden box to be made for allegedly water storage purposes. He drugged his wife, rolled her up with a thick blanket into the box and buried her in the courtyard. He managed to convince everyone that Shakereh had gone overseas, holidaying, attending this wedding and that. Shradhananda himself was having ravishing parties, symbolically having dances at the site where her body was buried. (hence, the title. The phrase is defined as ‘celebrating a person's death or downfall triumphantly’.)

The case shocked the nation. In 1994, the mystery was solved. Shradhananda led the police to the body. The exhumation work was videographed and accepted as evidence. Clawing marks from the inside of the box suggested that she was buried alive. DNA confirmation was used for the first time in India.

The judgement at the Session Court passed a death sentence on Swami. It was challenged at the High Court and Supreme Court, which conferred with the sentence. In 2008, 13 years after incarceration, the Supreme Court called it a case of 'a man's vile greed coupled with devil's cunning' but commuted his sentence to life in prison "without remission" and refuse his plea for parole. He has to spend his living years in jail.

It sounds like a cut-and-dry case of a purportedly holy man befriending the rich, gaining the trust of the lady of the house, winning her heart, her hand and subsequently, her property. When the mission was accomplished, she was eliminated. Despite being found guilty by a total of eight judges, Shrahananda's lawyer insists evidence against him is circumstantial. The series gives the defence state their arguments which appear to be mostly harping on technical issues.

But despite the fact that he was found guilty by a total of eight judges from India's trial court, the high court and the Supreme Court, his lawyer insists that the evidence against him at best is circumstantial - and in the web series, we hear from Shraddhananda himself who admits his guilt. Still, at the time of the crime, he just wanted to cover his misdeed and get scot-free.

The miniseries helps to bring out this case to the mainstream, the viewing public wants to know more. They want the story to be built up as if an actual investigation is ongoing. The mental state of Shakireh for wanting to leave her beautiful family and go off with an obviously less erudite than her, and her worldly exposure is not explored.

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Must learn to laugh at ourselves.

Alex in Wonderland (Tamil-English, Tanglish, Prime; 2019)

At the turn of the last century, the culture of standing on the stage, at the mic and making fun of people spread from Tinseltown to the East. The likes of Seinfield and Rodney Dangerfield must be the source of this culture. The idea of standing on a stage and rambling must have found a new place amongst yuppies after a perceived long days' work at the office.

Standup comedy has found a special place amongst who by nature, especially those from the Indian subcontinent, are thought to have the gift of the gab and the dubious reputation of being able to sell ice to Eskimos.

Many stand-up acts have come from India. I particularly like the self-deprecating Praveen Kumar and the Oxford-trained MBA product Papa CJ who insulted the British in a show in London for colonising India!

Alexander Babu is another entertaining artiste from Tamil Nadu. His shows are not the typical comedies, but this engineer by training who gave up his engineer's safety helmet for a spot under the stage-lights is quite a musically inclined fellow.

In this presentation, Alex goes down Tamil cinema memory lane to re-live the good times of the 1960s through to the 1990s. This multi-talented chap played the bongo, drums, harmonium (the Indian keyboard) and flute to sing some songs of the yesteryears. His rendition of songs of various playback singers and different musical composers is delightful. He comically presented his message. Along the way, Alex also becomes philosophical and tries to impart the message that, despite the differences, we are all the same.

In this world where everybody tries to be politically correct and easily offended, Alex has no qualms singing religious tunes of different religions. He remembers being exposed to all these tunes, and he realises that just like music, songs can be sung in different tunes, the message of God can be found via different religions. Kudos.

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