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--The pastel and muted tones of the reception venue gave off more of a baby-shower or a child's birthday party vibe rather than of an adult wedding reception. This was appropriate given the nature of the "gift" that was to be given to the bride, but at the same time the innocent hues of the reception milieu provided an ironic backdrop to the sinister events waiting to unfold --public shaming and vintage revenge, awaiting the right time to be opened like a bottle of wine saved for a special occasion.
--The revelation of the "gift" in the form of the baby was also rife with irony. Just as the innocent face of the child belied the havoc its mere presence created, so too Chandni's innocence, like that child, created tsunamis of inner and outer disharmony and a range of emotions in the gathering.
--The baby was absolutely a fish out of water at the wedding reception, and likewise, Chandni was also out of place in Advay's life. Both the child and Chandni looked guileless, and did not belong amidst high-society elites, the one because it was conceived out of wedlock, and the other because she was deemed inconceivable for wedlock.
--The innocent baby was used as a pawn to supposedly lift the veil of innocence from the face of the bride. The bride was used to torment her parents need for respect and status. The parents were used as pawns to quell the never-ending embers of revenge smarting in the heart of Advay, the master puppeteer.
--The master-pupetteer, who runs the show gets entagled in his own skeins of sophisticated games. At his command, the curtain is down, the macabre show is supposedly over, but no one applauds the intricate movements of the puppeteer, the mastermind. Like a clown who entertains everyone, but goes back to his sad and lonely place after the face-paint has come off, Advay's lonely heart retreats to the haunting shadow-plays of childhood trauma. Despite pulling down the curtain on his flawless game of revenge, there is no curtain call for the relentlessly painful memories, the nightmares and the conflagration of anger burning in his heart.
--Finally the precap is also symbolic: Keys in the hands of Chandni? Keys to Advay's past, so she can unlock the secret of his pain? Keys to his destiny or hers with him? Like a hare that has accidentally wandered into the lion's den, the meek Chandni is all set to return in Advay's life. Let us wait and watch if the lion is magnanimous enough to just watch the hare scampering around.
Cheers!
--The revelation of the "gift" in the form of the baby was also rife with irony. Just as the innocent face of the child belied the havoc its mere presence created, so too Chandni's innocence, like that child, created tsunamis of inner and outer disharmony and a range of emotions in the gathering.
--The baby was absolutely a fish out of water at the wedding reception, and likewise, Chandni was also out of place in Advay's life. Both the child and Chandni looked guileless, and did not belong amidst high-society elites, the one because it was conceived out of wedlock, and the other because she was deemed inconceivable for wedlock.
--The innocent baby was used as a pawn to supposedly lift the veil of innocence from the face of the bride. The bride was used to torment her parents need for respect and status. The parents were used as pawns to quell the never-ending embers of revenge smarting in the heart of Advay, the master puppeteer.
--The master-pupetteer, who runs the show gets entagled in his own skeins of sophisticated games. At his command, the curtain is down, the macabre show is supposedly over, but no one applauds the intricate movements of the puppeteer, the mastermind. Like a clown who entertains everyone, but goes back to his sad and lonely place after the face-paint has come off, Advay's lonely heart retreats to the haunting shadow-plays of childhood trauma. Despite pulling down the curtain on his flawless game of revenge, there is no curtain call for the relentlessly painful memories, the nightmares and the conflagration of anger burning in his heart.
--Finally the precap is also symbolic: Keys in the hands of Chandni? Keys to Advay's past, so she can unlock the secret of his pain? Keys to his destiny or hers with him? Like a hare that has accidentally wandered into the lion's den, the meek Chandni is all set to return in Advay's life. Let us wait and watch if the lion is magnanimous enough to just watch the hare scampering around.
Cheers!
Shiv Shakti
