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Carrying on the epic mess.. today in some ways rose to climactic proportions.. (optimistic bird view says.. the end of this long lameness is NEAR) as VV finally had an outburst.. of his accumulated angst.. the first installment already delivered to his loving wife-cum friend😆 (all that for loweee's labor lost).. the final target -obviously the man who supposedly lives his eternal FANTASY..
I had such a sadistic moment when VO nudged him further at the edge of his sanity.. to PROCLAIM.. but the angst-ridden lover STOPPED.. (wonder why.. the only 2 ppl in the room who are apparently not informed are his wife and his lover's husband.. whose world was he saving.. let me guess.. oh my eternal love. 🤣) and as his brother jumped in to save the evening.. the lover boy withdrew in his shell as a wimp again... (interesting)..
next was a ping-pong session of the friends in VVs life.. I have not been more offended at him not turning to Devki with his love.. but more at bestowing the ONLY FRIEND TITLE to Sabina as Devki looked on with hope.. coz she thought that title at least was hers to keep.. well then again how can one take offense to a man who is clearly not in his senses.. and has lost his marbles..
Devki Virani's last eon of hope wounded.. her hibernating mind awakens and she for the first time is just hopeless with the situation she is guilty of executing.. She is forced to do basic arithmetics finally (long overdue woman)😉 to make sense of what in the world could turn the extremely balanced husband of hers into a temperamental freak..
On the other hand.. the cause and core.. finally sees that there is hardly a remedy in her 'All the world's a stage' concept.. and maybe the under-estimated brother of her lover was right.. the attempts had futile WRITTEN all over the face from the very start.. as finally an outsider.. tries to make sense (if that is at all possible) of the scenario objectively..
There is no middle path here.. either GIVE IN.. or completely uproot the very basis.. of it all.. LOVE..
something exactly what I had proposed in our endless debates of convictions and moralities.. be a voice of reason.. tell the man.. I RESPECT your sentiments.. but your very sentiments are coming in way of my happiness. so my sake if not for your own.. let it die... it wont do anyone any good than char their present..
It actually started off well.. tht monlogue..esp the past can either be a guiding light or dungeon of darkness.. 😊 but god tell me.. how letting him know... that well your love aint unrequited.. I loved you 2 supposed to calm the man.. other than just whet his ego.. 😆 unless the purpose was to be the point of reference again.. if I the brave one can do it.. so can you the miserable one😆 (oh wait.. m being cynic again.. Pass)
And as the drama climaxes in the tone of the martyr and the return of the PROMISE ME YOU WILL MOVE ON (heck what a motivational first time speech).. I hear music.. grand music.. that actually cuts off the dramatic end.. almost like building a sharp crescendo on an already high note..
The climax of an opera..
Amidst the mountain of chaos.. such that its beyond repair to some extent.. appears a HALO OF DARKNESS..
who says Dark is bad.. NOPE Darkness brings LIGHT in this show.. Hope for sanity.. Peace... Order.. Sensibility.. CONTROL..
Control.. reserve of Emotions.. of Psyche.. of drama.. for Subtlety to take over.
As the curtain falls on the week.. on the SIGNATURE LOOK of the CZAR.. THE DARK LORD..
my heart is humming a tune involuntarily.. euphoric.. overwhelmed.. misty-eyed..
Nahi toh charago se lau jaa rahi thi
In the rule of the Czar.. let mediocrity find its deserving place.. Out of the canvas of this show.. on that hope.. I sign off my final analysis of the week..
AMEN.. HAIL DARKNESS😎
