See...there are those dances. Which numb you & leave you in a state of absolute bliss. They reach out from the screen & slowly calm your heart & your soul, transport you to a fantasy land...one of such peace that is almost impossible to find otherwise. Such is the power of art. Abhi Mujhmein Kahin was one of those. So was Inn Lamhon Ke Damaan Mein. Atleast for me.
And Ang Laga De Re?
No...it wasn't. Because it doesn't match any of the feelings I described. Neither peace, nor bliss, nor stability, nor Utopia.
It was chaos. Pure chaos. It didn't wash over me in waves & caress my soul. It was liquid fire, an inferno, which hit me like a rapid & ignited every molecule in my body with an unsatiable thirst. It grounded me to this world & made me yearn to colour it with the raw passion & intensity which I saw onscreen.
I almost drooled a Dal Lake when the dance started, & I saw Shakti. God...this girl is beyond the reach of Words. They fail me today as I struggle to describe her ethereal beauty. She lifts her body from the coarse sand, searching, seeking, calling out to her salvation. And as she colours her body with the same sand, he heeds to her call. Good Lord...that intensity on his face. Though undoubtedly, it was surpassed as the dance went on.
And then they danced...the way the ArSha I know dance. Like they are made to dance together. Like the fluidity with which they flow alongside each other is the easiest thing to achieve in the world. That step, where he pulls her up holding her leg, then holds her in a split, & then spins with her... is beyond breathtaking. Those lifts...man, ArSha's lifts are uncomparable & unbeaten by any dancing duo. The part where she literally spun all around him...I almost fell off mu chair😲 Such flawless execution & even more so choreography. 😲 Hats off to the choreographer!
This is where the first part of the dance ends. Just before Kria turns Reyaansh around. And uptil that point...all is still good. The steps & fluidity are blowing my mind...but well, when do they NOT during an ArSha dance. There's a reason why I started to love dance after seeing them.
And then the pull happened, & after that I just wanted to go jump into a Himalayan glacier.
The music that played...its an extremely intense part of the song. It simply screams of desire, & I was actually wondering how it was going to be danced out when listening to the song. And oh my god...I was flung into the state of chaos I was talking about. Like no touch was enough, like no distance was close, like everything was too less. It was literally the physical manifestation of desire & want. And so beautifully & aesthetically executed, not a move looked vulgar. So explosive, so passionate...& I damn straight was almost reduced to tears by the intensity. I had no control over myself whatsoever.
Shakti's beauty was alight even more in the flame of the matchstick she held. I crush on her so freaking much its insane. Amar's expressions just very nearly murdered me. The part where she holds the...diya (?) & circles him...such a plethora of emotions play across their faces! He follows her in a trance, & they melt down together on the sand, the same from where she had risen...alone. He blows out the diya. The rest of their story is theirs & not for the eyes of the outside world.
And I am left in such a state of disorder, it disorients me. I cannot breathe. I cannot think. I cannot speak.
I thought of posting caps alongside the post , but then laughed off the idea. As if every move isn't imprinted in the mind of every KriYaanshian.
ArSha...I really have no words for you. Unparalleled perfection comes with such ease to you, I doubt I even have to say anything separately.
If this post does even 1% justice to the dance, I will be honoured.
Jog laga de re,
Prem ka jog laga de re.
Main toh teri joganiyaan
Tu jog laga de re...
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