Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Love Letters

Finally I got to see some good theatre in Hyderabad. Rage Productions' 'Love letters' was undoubtedly one of the most brilliant performances ever. It's very rarely that all works well in theatre. That very uncertainty is its challenge and beauty. But what I witnessed last Friday was something close to a miracle. The story, told through a series of letters written by two people - Andy and Melissa - was beautifully portrayed by veteran actors Rajit Kapur and Shernaz Patel. It was delightful to watch them bring out their nameless relationship, that grows from juvenile delinquents, to adulthood discovery, to middle aged dependence, and somewhere down the line into an innocent love that conquers the deepest depths and attains the highest heights.

I wonder if such love exists in reality. Are we capable of a love that is so unconditional and real? My grandparents were married to each other for 70 years. Does that mean they were truly in love? Now, I don't want to judge their lives or label their relationship; but I know they were inseparable in a very ethereal, delicate way that I cannot put in words. They continued to care for each other long after youth, passion, romance and all else left them. Maybe it comes out of habit, of having lived together for so many years.

I wonder if I will ever find such effortless comfort in anyone's company; if I'll ever want to spend a lifetime with someone.

I'm way too cynical to even hope for it.

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