SPOTLIGHT: BEING ‘MAINA’
Standing in a hotel lobby in Dubai, Ahmed Ali Butt noticed men swivelling round to look at him. Some ogled, some merely frowned curiously. “I told Nadeem Baig, my director [in the movie Jawani Phir Nahin Aani 2 (JPNA2)], that I now finally know how women feel when they are stared at,” says the actor.
This realisation dawned upon him because he was, at that point, impersonating a plump, bejewelled, makeup-laden, flashy aunty from London called Maina. “Maybe they were wondering if I was a man in drag or maybe they really did think that I was an overly made-up woman,” ponders Ahmed.
There is a chance that Ahmed truly did fool passers-by into thinking that he was a woman because once he became Maina, he looked like her utterly. The transformation required three hours of make-up everyday and a very detailed wardrobe and accessory selection. “Maina’s scenes were shot over a span of 29 days in the searing Dubai heat. It was painful, spending so much time getting make-up done and then waiting all day as shooting proceeded. It was also worth it. Vasay Chaudhry, who wrote the script for JPNA2, had told me from the very onset that he wanted me to enact a female character and it excited me because it would allow me to show my versatility.” says Butt.
“We made sure that we didn’t ridicule Maina in any way,” he continues. “She had to be elegant, heavily dressed up, loud-mouthed and sarcastic. She made fun of other people, not the other way round. The director Nadeem Baig, Vasay and I shut ourselves in a room and developed the character in detail. She was going to be one of the movie’s strongest comic factors, the surprise element that we didn’t even reveal in the trailer.”
Ahmed Ali Butt in drag has taken Pakistan by storm in Jawani Phir Nahin Aani 2. He explains what it was like being in a sari
The hard work seems to have paid off. JPNA2 is an all-out hit, continuing to rake in millions at the box office and, based on audience reviews, one of its strongest selling factors has been the coquettish, hilarious Maina. Swathed in flamboyant shalwar kameez and jewels, Maina was the quintessential desi aunty from Manchester, fabulously haughty, batting her fake eyelashes as she repeatedly ended her dialogues with an “innit?”. She had herself photoshopped into the royal wedding, was a whizz at caustic rejoinders and really knew how to shake a leg, making quite an entry with a Madhuri-like Didi tera deewar diwana.