RIP Haseena Moin – There Will Never Be Another Like You

Batool Mehdi pens a heartfelt tribute to the iconic Haseena Moin, who wrote characters, particularly female characters, like no-one else. You will be missed beyond words can say, legend!

Tough morning. Haseena Moin’s passing has hit hard. So much of my early world building and ideology about what it means to be a woman, stemmed from her plays, and female characters. 

 

In a sea of internalized misogyny, she created characters that smashed patriarchy. It may not seem as if they did, but oh, they did, and how. Where so many female representations were one note and ‘simple’, Moin’s characterizations were rich, complex, ‘complicated’ but in the most real way ever. And that’s just it – she wrote real characters. 

 

Sana from ‘Ankahi’ had aspirations, ambition and determination in her belly, but she could also be silly and naive. She could falter but she could also pick herself up. 
Zara from ‘Tanhaiyan’ was a woman possessed with righting the wrongs of her past and in doing so, ended up compromising her present. At times, we felt pride in seeing her near impossible dedication to her work, and at other times, we felt frustrated by her stubborn refusal to let go. But at no point was there a sense that the writer was condemning someone like her, as so many dramas would now do. 
In the same play, ‘Aani’ was a wonderfully whole woman, living life on her own terms. And it was normal! The man in her life happened to come along and enriched her life, sure. But he sure as hell didn’t define her life. 

 

Zoya from ‘Dhoop Kinaray’ grew into her ambitions as so many do, and her fierce loyalty and bond with her father formed the crux of so much of her evolution. The romance, as glorious as it was, was often secondary.

Dr. Sheena too, who could have so easily in today’s drama been the stereotypical ‘vamp’, in the hands of Moin, was the portrait of a woman whose knocks in life took a toll on her. She elicited our sympathy as much as our admiration at times.

Go forth in power, Ms. Moin. You were instrumental in teaching me that women are as real as men. They have hopes, desires, dreams, flaws and nuances, just the same. And that’s ok!