"To wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect
Sense and Sensibility, Jane Austen
Ah and this is where I begin. I have been penning down tributes to the lady who brought forth the idea of love and hate romanticisation to the world through her books and my top of the mind recall for the analogy I drew for the show from her stories was mostly from Sense and Sensibility, one of my favourites from Ms. Austen, a story of the three Dashwood sisters and with Sobti eerily reminding me of Edward Ferrars and Colonel Brandon with his portrayal as Advay/ Dev. Needless to say that the one's who held my interest like no other were Indrani who depicts a modern day Mrs. Dashwood/ Mrs. Bennett and the man whose phenomenal talent has taken the viewers by storm, Sobti as an Edward/Darcy. And your post could not have been better for a show that has turned out to be similar in more ways than one to Ms Austen's depiction, both in terms of the story and the characters.
"Some mothers might have encouraged the intimacy from motives of interest, for Edward Ferrars was the eldest son of a man who had died very rich; and some might have repressed it from motives of prudence, for, except a trifling sum, the whole of his fortune depended on the will of his mother. But Mrs. Dashwood was alike uninfluenced by either consideration. It was enough for her that he appeared to be amiable, that he loved her daughter, and that Elinor returned the partiality. "
Mrs. Dashwood, Sense and Sensibility
And at this juncture I would pause and applaud the makers for a fantastic turn around to a show that seems to have been resurrected from the dead. at least for me, in all the sense of the world. What brilliant set of episodes this week, be it the performances, the narration, the crisp direction, the pace or the chemistry, you name it and its there. The show has finally made its mark and paved way for a beautiful story telling of two flawed people who would find love amidst the dark clouds that surround their lives and the sense of better judgement.
But what deserves a mention is the man who has kept me hooked to the show from the word go. Mr. Sobti has reached phenomenal heights of exuding his dormant talent that has erupted like a volcano this week and he seems to have outdone himself in terms of emoting and acting prowess. Indeed, the show has had two instances of comparing him with the man who turned around the face of indian movies, Mr. Bachchan, and for me Sobti is the Bachchan of Indian television, lo and behold.
"I come here with no expectations, only to profess, now that I am at liberty to do so, that my heart is and always will be...yours.
Elinor, Sense and Sensibility
Whether its his eyes that convey the pain and the joy or his voice that modulates with the scenes that he is enacting, exuding the anger or amusement, he has proved his mettle as an actor yet again and with exceptional finesse. Advay, the man whose pained by his past and is now willingly walking into the trap he has laid himself, will soon find himself caught amidst a gamut of interwoven emotions that both, trigger and contradict each other. Strange that within him lie the two very strong etched vulnerable sentiments, love and hate, one that is ruled by sense and other by his sensibilities, will lead to the culmination of his love tale with his foe and friend, both. And while we arent really heading towards the disclosure of Advay/ Dev's feelings at the outset, we are going to be dwelling deeper into his mind wrt the marriage that he has proposed to his impending mate. And with the upcoming track it will be interesting to see how Dev takes precedence over Advay, burning the man with conflicting desire and revenge for the lady he seems to have written off but doesnt know that she indeed is the one who holds the serenity, calm and light (moonlight) in his otherwise dark and auburn life.
"I never wish to offend, but I am so foolishly shy, that I often seem negligent, when I am only kept back by my natural awkwardness."
Edward Ferrars, Sense and Sensibility
And equally interesting amidst this will be to see the fair maiden, our Elinor, Chandni, reach out and pause to introspect the feelings that a mere stranger or an old friend evokes in her.
"I could not be happy with a man whose taste did not in every point coincide with my own. He must enter in all my feelings; the same books, the same music must charm us both."
Elinor, Sense and Sensibility
Truly the beginning of a phenomenal week/ show and your post was just the cherry on top. Fantastic post, Sush. 👍🏼
@Shweta beautiful collages yet again. 😃
Edited by Ecrivain. - 8 years ago