The narrow Delhi street is still dark at 5.45 on a chilly winter’s morning. Some of the city’s poorest inhabitants, wrapped in scraggy blankets, sleep on pavements alongside scavenging goats and stray dogs. Even the stalls selling cups of warming chai are not yet open, and India’s teeming capital is silent this long before the dawn, writes Zigor Aldama in South China Morning Post.
A tight huddle of girls, mostly teenagers and all decked out in well-worn tracksuits, emerges from the misty gloom. They try to keep their voices low, but cannot help laughing loudly now and then. This, after all, is their favourite time of day.
The youngsters are heading for an akhara. Some believe the ancient form of wrestling practised here, kushti, is the ancestor of all forms of wrestling worldwide.
“Nobody can precisely trace kushti’s origins,” says Mohit Saroha, a lawyer with the Wrestling Federation of India. “Some say it dates back 3,000 years, while most will settle around the fifth century BC. At that time, it was called malla-yuddha, and the sport spread rapidly across South Asia with the founding of the Mughal Empire [in the 16th century].”
What nobody disputes that the square-shaped akhara has traditionally been the stamping grounds of men only. “Women not only couldn’t practise,” says former wrestler turned journalist Deepak Ansuia Prasad, “they were not even allowed to watch dangals, the tournaments held in rural areas.”
Times, however, are slowly changing in India, and the girls in Delhi today – like many others across their tradition-bound nation – are fighting for equality. The youngest of the group is just 12 years old; she is proud to show off her gnarled and deformed earlobe. “Most would say this is ugly,” she says, “but it proves that I fight hard because only wrestlers have this kind of ear.”
On entering their gym, the girls bow to a statue of Hanuman. The oldest of the girls is Divya Kakran, who has just turned 19. She is only the third Indian to have won silver at the Asian Wrestling Championships, and more than 40 other medals decorate her humble home a few blocks away.
Kakran will lead the training and takes charge. Sisters Megha and Geetanjali Luckad, 17 and 18 years old, respectively, work the ground, using a hoe to loosen the earth, adding water and then smoothing by dragging with ropes a huge, rectangular piece of wood over the muddy surface. “It needs to have the right consistency to walk on,” Kakran says, “but can’t be too hard or we will injure ourselves.”
To increase her stamina, Geetanjali Luckad has hung a heavy, doughnut-shaped hunk of stone around her neck, and – as the sun rises and a warm light bathes the akhara – a group of young men arrives, giggling at the girls’ exertions. “I don’t care if men look down upon us,” Kakran says with a smirk. “I will shut their mouths in the arena.”
Already a kushti veteran, Kakran started training at the age of six, and because there were no other girls to fight at that time, she had no choice but to wrestle with boys. “They didn’t want to compete against me,” Kakran recalls, “because they knew they would lose and that would be a huge embarrassment.” Some men would place bets against her, she adds, and she often went home with money that her family needed badly.
It was not easy, however, for Kakran to convince elders of her right to wrestle. Even today, many kushti coaches refuse to train women. “We not only have to fight our opponent,” the youngster says, “we fight the billion people in India who don’t want to see us wrestle.”
The most painful resistance, Kakran admits, comes from within her own family. “My parents have supported me from the beginning,” she says, noting that her father had been a wrestler, “but many others don’t understand why I don’t get married and have kids, have what they call a normal life.”
“We started to train four years ago, despite our parent’s opposition,” Geetanjali Luckad says of her sister’s and her entry into the world of kushti. “We cheered the silver medal that [male Indian wrestler] Sushil Kumar won at the London 2012 Olympics, and then we learned about Divya, who had already won many medals. We wanted to be like her.
“Boys laugh at us because we wear tracksuits and have short hair. My mother is worried we will never find husbands, but we feel women should be free to do what they really believe in.”
Winning acceptance, however, may not be enough to make the sisters’ dreams come true. “You must train really hard. It’s not a piece of cake when you need to go to school and do the house chores,” says experienced wrestler Neha Kumari, 20. “You need to get up very early to train and do the same again before sunset. Plus, you need to compete at the local level, and exercise a lot to grow muscle.”
Ansuia Prasad agrees, saying success requires great discipline. “Sex, alcohol and tobacco are forbidden and the diet can be very monotonous: mostly chapattis, ghee, eggs, almonds and milk,” he says. “Male kushti wrestlers are strict with this, but females don’t always adhere to the tradition.”
Still, Kumari insists the biggest challenge for female wrestlers is social prejudice. “India is still a very male-oriented country, where women are constantly regarded as less than men,” she says. “Most of the time, the girls who stop training give in to their parents’ pressure.”