WRESTLING: The Warrior’s Soul
I am on my way to Shah Alam in Lahore. The Uber driver asks me the exact spot where I want to get dropped.
“Bhai Pehlwan ka Dera, near Bansaan wala Bazaar.”
He looks alarmed. “Madam, woh ladies ke janay ki jagah nahin hai, [Madam, that’s no place for ladies],” he says, sounding genuinely concerned for me as he drops me at a trucking company’s office, the infamous Bhai Pehlwan ka Dera.
Welcomed first by over a dozen large barking dogs (all chained thankfully) at the Azad Pakistan Goods Transport Company’s premises, I am then greeted by a tall, heavyset man in his seventies with a polite demeanour. My companion introduces him as Bhai Pehlwan and when Bhai talks everyone around him listens.
Famous for his crowd-pulling lions at political jalsas, prized fighter-dogs and akhara, Khalid Mehmood, aka Bhai Pehlwan, is the ‘full life’ embodiment of the spirit of Lahore. He is passionate about pehlwani — the sub-continental form of wrestling.
Despite a glorious tradition, pehlwani is dying a slow and painful death in Pakistan
His akhara or arena — Muslim Health Club Akhara — provides a training space for both young and old pehlwans. “At my akhara, you will find 90-year-old pehlwans doing the same exercises that young men do, their level of dedication is commendable.”