Mehdi Jahan

My father often spoke of a recurrent dream where the bodies of young men and women who had died during the decades of violence that engulfed Assam transformed into swans, gathering once a year in the courtyard of the house where he grew up to sing a song of despair and hope. He spent his life searching for its lost melody, believing it could heal his wounds. This film is an attempt to let go of the dream my father could not relinquish, to loosen its grip on my own inheritance of grief.

Mehdi Jahan attempts to depict his mother's interaction with disturbing memories that trigger her panic attacks. In his mother’s memory, private, everyday experience is combined with political events from the history of India: Partition, the Indo-China War, the Assam Movement. She describes her experiences in the form of letters addressed to her mother, the director’s grandmother, who passed away several years ago. These touching messages about family, love, and homeland prove to have a therapeutic effect on the heroine and give her a sense of peace.

In 1935, celebrated writer Jyotiprasad Agarwala directed the first Assamese film: Joymoti – a milestone in Indian cinema. Joymoti had a troubled legacy, the film vanished around the time of India's independence, to resurface only partly in the early 70s, with more reels reappearing over time.

A video essay exploring 'palm reading' in Cinema history. Fragments from various films come together and interact with one another, constructing a narrative about the possible exchanges between the past and future that is predicted in the present moment through the act of palm reading in Cinema, hinting at narrative possibilities and associations across the history of Cinema.

A fatally shot rebel stumbles upon an old woman in a mysterious forest. Personal memories and collective histories blend into one entity as the old lady’s story unfolds, transforming the landscape into a theater of dreams and memories where several scenes from the history of Assam play out again.

Can they hear our songs? is a short experimental film by Mehdi Jahan, inspired by the sufi oral storytelling tradition of his ancestral village in Assam. A tradition that is slowing fading away from the cultural landscape of Assam.

My father often spoke of a recurrent dream where the bodies of young men and women who had died during the decades of violence that engulfed Assam transformed into swans, gathering once a year in the courtyard of the house where he grew up to sing a song of despair and hope. He spent his life searching for its lost melody, believing it could heal his wounds. This film is an attempt to let go of the dream my father could not relinquish, to loosen its grip on my own inheritance of grief.

Mehdi Jahan attempts to depict his mother's interaction with disturbing memories that trigger her panic attacks. In his mother’s memory, private, everyday experience is combined with political events from the history of India: Partition, the Indo-China War, the Assam Movement. She describes her experiences in the form of letters addressed to her mother, the director’s grandmother, who passed away several years ago. These touching messages about family, love, and homeland prove to have a therapeutic effect on the heroine and give her a sense of peace.

Mehdi Jahan attempts to depict his mother's interaction with disturbing memories that trigger her panic attacks. In his mother’s memory, private, everyday experience is combined with political events from the history of India: Partition, the Indo-China War, the Assam Movement. She describes her experiences in the form of letters addressed to her mother, the director’s grandmother, who passed away several years ago. These touching messages about family, love, and homeland prove to have a therapeutic effect on the heroine and give her a sense of peace.

In 1935, celebrated writer Jyotiprasad Agarwala directed the first Assamese film: Joymoti – a milestone in Indian cinema. Joymoti had a troubled legacy, the film vanished around the time of India's independence, to resurface only partly in the early 70s, with more reels reappearing over time.

In 1935, celebrated writer Jyotiprasad Agarwala directed the first Assamese film: Joymoti – a milestone in Indian cinema. Joymoti had a troubled legacy, the film vanished around the time of India's independence, to resurface only partly in the early 70s, with more reels reappearing over time.

In 1935, celebrated writer Jyotiprasad Agarwala directed the first Assamese film: Joymoti – a milestone in Indian cinema. Joymoti had a troubled legacy, the film vanished around the time of India's independence, to resurface only partly in the early 70s, with more reels reappearing over time.

A video essay exploring 'palm reading' in Cinema history. Fragments from various films come together and interact with one another, constructing a narrative about the possible exchanges between the past and future that is predicted in the present moment through the act of palm reading in Cinema, hinting at narrative possibilities and associations across the history of Cinema.

A fatally shot rebel stumbles upon an old woman in a mysterious forest. Personal memories and collective histories blend into one entity as the old lady’s story unfolds, transforming the landscape into a theater of dreams and memories where several scenes from the history of Assam play out again.

A fatally shot rebel stumbles upon an old woman in a mysterious forest. Personal memories and collective histories blend into one entity as the old lady’s story unfolds, transforming the landscape into a theater of dreams and memories where several scenes from the history of Assam play out again.

Can they hear our songs? is a short experimental film by Mehdi Jahan, inspired by the sufi oral storytelling tradition of his ancestral village in Assam. A tradition that is slowing fading away from the cultural landscape of Assam.

Can they hear our songs? is a short experimental film by Mehdi Jahan, inspired by the sufi oral storytelling tradition of his ancestral village in Assam. A tradition that is slowing fading away from the cultural landscape of Assam.

A deadly epidemic has claimed several lives in a remote village in Assam. The villagers are convinced of foul play. For several years, there have been attempts by the authorities to get the villagers displaced in order to use their lands for setting up factories but they have been offering a firm resistance, despite industrial wastes from a neighbouring industrial area affecting their fields. They are being led by a woman in her late 50s, Ayesha. Ayesha’s husband joined the insurgency in Assam several years ago and never returned. Despite him being gone for more than 3 decades, Ayesha hopes he’ll return one day. She promised to look after his village people in his absence. Ayesha, herself suffering from the disease, lives in a state where her memories and dreams are as real as her present. It’s as if she’s living different stages of her life simultaneously.

A deadly epidemic has claimed several lives in a remote village in Assam. The villagers are convinced of foul play. For several years, there have been attempts by the authorities to get the villagers displaced in order to use their lands for setting up factories but they have been offering a firm resistance, despite industrial wastes from a neighbouring industrial area affecting their fields. They are being led by a woman in her late 50s, Ayesha. Ayesha’s husband joined the insurgency in Assam several years ago and never returned. Despite him being gone for more than 3 decades, Ayesha hopes he’ll return one day. She promised to look after his village people in his absence. Ayesha, herself suffering from the disease, lives in a state where her memories and dreams are as real as her present. It’s as if she’s living different stages of her life simultaneously.