How Sohrab Modi won over Prithviraj Kapoor in Sikander

A still from Sikander.Sikander ne Porous se ki thi ladayi, jo ki thi ladayi, toh main kya karoon?’ shrugged Mohan Choti in a catchy song from Anpadh.

If only he had watched the Sohrab Modi classic, Sikander he wouldn’t feel so dismissive about this rousing chapter from history.

I first read the story of Alexander the Great and his encounter with the proud King Porous/Puru in an Amar Chitra Katha comic. And though it’s all very simplified for the convenience of its young readers, I, just like the Macedonian conqueror, was instantly bowled over by the dignified biddings of an opponent defeated in war not morale.

Modi’s film is obviously a lot more detailed and furbished with rich subtext that blends well-researched facts with plausible fiction to create a solid epic.

Sikander, released in1941 — a time when India was firing on all cylinders to put an end to British Raj and the Second World War was still on. Moreover, its strong nationalistic contents (a mother blesses her battle-bound son to be stabbed in the heart and not in the back) compelled censors to initially ban the film from running in military areas.

Still, Sikander starring Prithviraj Kapoor in the titular avatar was a huge box-office success and made available to a bigger audience with its dubbed Persian version.

A still from Sikander.
It’s rather unfortunate that Modi’s extensive work isn’t as easily accessible as it ought to be. A dedicated visionary and pioneer in the truest sense and an artiste with one of the richest baritones known to Hindi cinema, one of our earliest legends decorated the repertoire of his studio Minerva Movietone with several memorable offerings under the historical/period piece genre like Pukar, Prithvi Vallabh, Mirza Ghalib, Jhansi Ki Rani and Sikander.

Modi’s Parsi theatre roots often dictated his distinctly loquacious style of filmmaking and stage-reminiscent aesthetics. Although the kineticism demonstrated in Sikander’s magnificent battle scenes simply verifies his command over outdoor shoots as well.

The story begins ‘one day in the year 327 B.C. when the Greek flag was flying over Iran,’ and establishes Alexander/Sikander as a mighty ruler who worships his guru Aristotle (Shakir) and fawns over his light-eyed love Rukhsana (Vanamala) but is keenly aware of his accomplishments and might.

Almost every sentence coming out of his mouth reeks of narcissism. But Prithviraj Kapoor humanizes his pomposity, turns him into someone who isn’t self-indulgent on purpose, he just doesn’t know better because he is the best. His arrogance is almost naive.

A 40-year-old Kapoor cuts a regal figure dressed in a typical Greek wardrobe comprising of a short tunic, pteruges, buskins and a flamboyant helmet. His voice doesn’t have the firmness of Emperor Akbar (Mughal-E-Azam) yet but conveys a sense of smugness and authority just the same. It’s easy to see where his sons –Raj, Shammi and Shashi get the respective attributes of intensity, effervescence and strapping good looks from.

A still from Sikander.Having occupied Iran, Sikander wants to have power all across the globe. He takes over Afghanistan, heads to India and arrives at River Jhelum (or Hydaspes that flows through India and Pakistan). But heavy monsoon makes it difficult for the horse-riders to cross the river and attack.

Meanwhile, King Porous (Sohrab Modi) is appalled at the prospect of foreign invasion and urges neighbouring kingdoms to forget about their internal differences and tackle a common enemy.

Though some, like King Ambhi of Takshila (KN Singh), are quick to betray and form an alliance with the cutthroat Sikander. And thus begins a war of ambitious objectives and patriotic ideals between two great warriors and kings leading us to its most-awaited portion –the face-off.

There are two of them, actually. One where Sikander disguised as his own representative comes to meet Porous and eventually reveals his true identity.

The second one, of course, is the turning point.

A jubilant Sikander asks the beaten Porous, ‘Farmaiye, aapke saath kaisa salukh kiya jaaye?’ Pat comes the winning line, ‘Jaisa ek badshah ko doosre badshah ke saath karna chahiye.’

And while one cannot think of a better Sikander than Prithviraj Kapoor, its Modi’s restrained but sturdy histrionics as Porous that steal the scene. Spontaneous, natural acting wasn’t the trend back then and it takes about ten minutes to adjust to Sikander’s verbose theatrics. Once you get used to it, there’s much to appreciate in the marriage of booming baritone and vigorous physicality.

It’s a marvel to witness an actor come alive through those carefully rehearsed lines now spoken with electrifying sentiment and emphasis. It may look deceptively simple but demands tremendous focus, energy and evenness wherein the slightest shift could break the momentum. But since both Modi and Kapoor hailed from a theatre background, their fluency is exemplary.

A still from Sikander.For someone who didn’t particularly care for history as an academic subject, Modi invests a great deal of study and resource in making one.

From the opulent art design and backdrop settings of Rusi K Banker to the sonorous dialogues penned by Pandit Sudarshan, also credited for its story and songs, Sikander personifies breathtaking.

Having the scriptwriter double up as lyricist works in Sikander’s favour. For one, there’s no scarcity of designed-for-applause dialogues like ‘Aag ne paani ka naam sunte hi apne sholey bujha diye.

Budhapa barf se bhi thanda hai. Jawani angaarey se bhi garm hai.

Hum aisi galatiyan ek hazaar ek baar karke qaid ho jaayen aur uske baad humein phir mauka mile toh hum phir aisi galti karne se baaz na aayenge.’

The music, composed by leading names of that time – Meer Saheb and Rafiq Ghaznavi (grandfather to Salma Agha whose daughter Sasha is about to make her debut in Yashraj Films’ Aurangzeb) is just as accelerating as the narrative and volunteers to articulate the emotions running within Sikander’s Army or India’s happy-go-lucky residents in addition to the usual romantic afflictions. (Besides Sikander and Rukhsana, there’s a mild romantic subplot featuring the son of Porous.)

Three of its songs deserve special mention — Menka Bai’s provocative calls in Uth jag jawani aati hai, Sheela’s fervid chant Jeete desh hamara and H Khan Mastana’s addictive fervour for the army song — Zindagi hai pyaar se.

A still from Sikander.To give you an idea about the enormity of Sikander’s scale. The grandly-picturised battle scenes in vastly open expanses of Kolhapur feature thousands of extras in costume — be it on horses, elephants, chariots or foot as part of an approaching cavalcade bearing a remarkable range of weaponry.

Lending the action-packed proceedings a world class look is Y D Sarpotdar’s awe-inspiring cinematography. His long shots, wide screen framing, low angles, low-lit captures heighten the impact and offer a majestic view of events that took place long, long ago.

During the Battle of Hydaspes, there’s one jaw-dropping sequence where a raging elephant storms towards the camera with astonishing gusto, it’s like a 3D moment sans the technology.

Making a film on such a huge canvas and shooting a famous battle with all its strategy and decorum intact –a neat phalanx of cavalries marching in full strength alongside an infantry of soldiers armed with spears, swords and shields, bows and arrows is no cakewalk.

When a brutal exchange of javelins and arrows, trampling beasts and collapsing horses follow, it’s hard to say if Sikander may not have hurt any animal during its filming.

A still from Sikander.Don’t be fooled by Sikander’s masculine ambiance. Here, the women are just as important and represent grace, grit and integrity through varying subjects like relationships, politics and patriotism. Though the needless high-strung delivery of these actresses never matches the proficiency of their co-stars, the avidity of the character they play conceals this deficiency greatly.

Rukhsana tries to seduce Sikander’s teacher Aristotle to prove a point and succeeds. She secretly travels to India and tricks Porous into promising he will not hurt her beau by tying the ethically-sound king his first-ever raakhi. She even instigates Sikander’s army to revolt against their Nicator and fight for their right to return home after 14 long years of war.

Marathi actress and activist Vanamala’s Rukhsana isn’t just another pretty face. She is very proud of her Persian roots, resists being addressed by a Grecian name, has a strong, tactical mind and employs it liberally to propagate love and peace.

Ditto for Meena Shorey’s Ratna. As Ambhi’s country-before-everything-else- believing sister, she not only rebukes her brother for joining hands with a ‘Videshi Raja’ but backs Porous in his fight to preserve their country from the foray of outsiders.

Soft-spoken and considerate Porous, too, is shown sharing a sensitive bond with all the women in his life – his wife, daughter and sister. Before setting out to fight towards the climax, he asks all three their expectations from him and promises to deliver.

So does Sikander. So does Sohrab Modi.

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8 Responses to How Sohrab Modi won over Prithviraj Kapoor in Sikander

  1. Afzal A. Khan says:

    Dear Ms. Verma,

    My son told me about your writings…..

    I lived during the times you speak of, when WW II was raging and this film was released. I saw it on a couple of occasions. Although your observations on the film are quite pertinent, there is at least one
    aspect where I do not find myself in agreement with you. You write and I quote :

    “Rukhsana tries to seduce Sikander’s teacher Aristotle to prove a point and succeeds.”

    It isn’t quite as simple as that.

    There is a Usenet Newsgroup (RMIM) where I used to participate till a few years back. And this is what I wrote about the above situation in the film in one of my posts sent to that Newsgroup. Again I quote :

    ” Aristotle (Arastoo)
    advises Alexander to keep clear of the (baneful) influence
    of women, with particular reference to Roxanne (RuKHsaana),
    a Persian princess and Alexander’s favourite. When she
    hears about this advice, she gets very furious and promises
    Alexander that she would expose Aristotle’s hypocrisy.
    Early the next morning, she starts singing this seductive
    song in the garden just outside Aristotle’s rooms. When
    he comes out, she casts a spell over him. He is so captivated,
    he promises to do all that she may desire. Ultimately, she
    asks him to go on all fours like a horse and she rides him.
    Just then Alexander comes onto the scene and angrily stops the goings-on.
    When Roxanne triumphantly taunts Alexander, Aristotle
    patiently explains that there couldn’t have been a better
    method of expounding the truth of his original advice. When
    the greatest intellect of the Age couln’t resist a woman’s
    charm and was led to act in this ridiculous fashion, what about
    lesser mortals ? Realising the sagacity of Aristotle, Roxanne
    falls at his feet and seeks his forgiveness. The song that she
    sang on the occasion was : “UTh jaag, jawaani aati hai”. Even
    after all these years, I still think that the whole scene was
    very competently handled.”

    I thought you could have written about one more scene in the film when Porus returns to his palace, after his defeat at the hands of Alexander. He orders the lights to be doused and doesn’t permit anyone to see his face — except for RuKHsaana. And when he is asked (probably by Meena Shorey) as to how RuKHsaaana can see his face, Porus gives a telling reply : “Woh dekh sakti hai, kyoN ke usi ne yeh kaalak hamaare mooNh par lagaayee hai”. Deeply anguished, RuKHsaana rushes off from his presence, crying out repeatedly : “Sikandar Bayaas ke paar naheeN jaayega, Sikandar Bayaas ke paar naheeN jaayega”.

    I would also like to talk about another scene right at the beginning where, after winning a big battle, he asks two of his generals to have all the captured arms and spoils distributed amongst the soldiers. Ultimately, only two swords are left lying near Alexander. When he asks his generals whether everybody in the army has received his share of the spoils, the generals reply in the affirmative. Angrily Alexander thunders: “NaheeN, tum ne jhooT bola hai”. The generals are mystified and cower before him. “Hum dekh rahe haiN ke tum donoN ko kuchh naheeN mila”. And then he grandly hands over the two swords to the two generals. When they protest that there is now nothing left for Alexander, the latter laughs and replies with great flourish that he has kept for himself something that was more important than anything else —“Ummeed !”
    a laugh

    There is one discordant note about the very first song : “Zindagi hai pyaar se…”. When a large army is venturing forth on a long and arduous campaign (that actually lasted for about ten years), you don’t really expect it to break into a song extolling love and spending one’s entire life in its pursuit. Just my view.

    Also, the film was unnecessarily and inaccurately patriotic in the sense that Alexander is shown as having a huge army of about a hundred thousand soldiers, whereas King Porus has a much smaller
    army, 20 or 30 thousand only. The facts were the other way round. Actually, this was the last battle of Alexander’s campaign and, during the preceding battles spanning a period of about 9 years, he had already lost quite a few of his veteran soldiers. At this battle, Alexander had just around 10,000 soldiers, whereas Porus had nearly five times that number.

    I would like to compliment you for your interest in old classics like “Sikandar”, and also for your writing style.

    Maybe, I shall have something to say about some of your other writings as well.


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