Two things (amongst many others) that keep us from a connection with our real selves - Pride and Prejudice! Freud (the third Jew according to Shilpa) spoke of how it is all about love for our mothers (and fathers) and thus a man (and a woman) might apparently transcended this infantile urge for love and attention and yet hanker after recognition, fame. The winner paints the town red, the loser plots in underground bunkers - the silent stays away from the currents of pride and prejudice.
Would be good to get the scripts of the plays. A bicycle. Dogs. Two brothers in what can be spoken of as sibling rivalry and is yet not that - Premchand's language carries with it all the nuances of cultural evocations. The worship that the elder brother evokes from the younger one - supremely content to merely be a shadow - running behind. Quite amazing to see these sixty year old tales still weave their magic! What makes singing special is that it needs just a human voice to sing (or a sparrows for that matter!) - no add-ons. What makes theatre special is that the voice holds together a room full of grown-up people happily engaged. The transformative capacity that art has is marvellous!
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