Idle musings

On Saturday, 05-Oct-2019, I read a review of a play called "Rage and beyond: Irawati's Gandhari" in the newspaper. In the afternoon, I asked my wife: "The tickets for the play are available online. Shall we go?" Her reply was spontaneous: "It is rare that you say you want to see a movie or drama !. Let us go !" I feel that the word "play" is a misnomer for "Rage and beyond: Irawati's Gandhari". It is injustice to call such a creative performance "only" a play. I prefer to call it a dance enriched drama instead, in this blog post. At around 7:05 p.m., we found ourselves claiming the tickets booked online at Ranga Shankar. Soon, we were allowed upstairs. We sat in the centre, in the left end of the row. There must have been around eighty of us as audience. Directly in front of us on the stage, illuminated by a red stripped hue of spotlight from above was a neatly folded blindfold. Curiously, this was placed outside the