Tuesday 31st Dec 2013
On the last day of the year, the second episode.
Pace was a little slower than the first, and a few more characters were introduced, starting to flesh out the story. The Bollywood feel stayed, and was reinforced by the grandeur of the scenes, especially the haveli scene and the temple scene. Loved the sweeping shots of the haveli ... I love the grandeur of Rajasthani towns, these were shot most lovingly and beautifully.
So the fire was Paro's dream ... or rather, a recurrent nightmare. One in which the bad guy is a BSD officer with red eyes and a hatred filled heart. She wakes up panting, this is apparently a regular occurrence. So much so that her maamisa sees her fear at a glance ... 'it happened again?'
Her maamisa tries to comfort her, fire can be destructive, but it can also be beautiful ... Paro meekly accepts the comfort ... but that dream was closer than before, too close for comfort, and she is shaken.
Sanaya's accent is already settling into place ... so much so that I want the Rajasthani words to be cut down! Again love her voice modulation ... Paro is a simple, gentle village girl, and Sanaya's voice is soft, her tone and demeanor mild and sweet.
Also loved her clothes ... the white lehnga choli and bright colored dupatta in the first scene, and the purple on in the latter part of the episode.
And as she murmurs to herself, 'those eyes were closer than before, redder than the fire ...' Rudra makes his entry ... or rather, his eyes do.
His battalion scurries to and fro with new information ... five terrorists have entered and killed five jawans. The CO wants Rudra ... Rudra is already out riding his bike across the desert.
Paro and Bindi make their way to the temple where the wedding of a village girl is to be fixed ... to be paid for by the Thakur. A yearly occurrence. Apparently the villagers don't know the wedding is a cover for arms smuggling.
Thakur is busy in his pooja ... the grandeur of the temple and the costumes was impressive. Purple brocade jacket?! And matching purple turban ... kurta and jodhpurs ... the thakur seems to believe in blending tradition and modernity :)
His wife is the Rajmata, Sadiya Siddiqui ... a fine actress, I like her! She's better dressed than her husband.
Thakur has to leave the puja to attend to some pressing matters of treachery in the village ... a trifling matter of executing a guy for becoming informer to the BSD. He is wonderful and the annadaata of the village, doing good for everyone .. if only people would let him get on with his gun smuggling in peace.
While the girls get on with the process of getting their name chosen to be the next bride ... Paro's friend
proclaims that her groom is on the way ... and Rudra's motorbike zooms across the desert.
The temple rituals continue ... and Paro is the chosen bride. The Rajmata is happy ... she can fulfill her promise to Paro's dead mother.
So Paro has grown up surrounded by loving relatives and guardians, all aware of her tragedy, united in their hatred for a common enemy, she is the victim of the same enemy ... she gets all the sympathy and affection she needs. But it doesn't rid her of that recurrent nightmare and fear of the dreaded BSD.
And Rudra, an officer in that BSD, is riding across the desert into her life.
On the last day of the year, the second episode.
Pace was a little slower than the first, and a few more characters were introduced, starting to flesh out the story. The Bollywood feel stayed, and was reinforced by the grandeur of the scenes, especially the haveli scene and the temple scene. Loved the sweeping shots of the haveli ... I love the grandeur of Rajasthani towns, these were shot most lovingly and beautifully.
So the fire was Paro's dream ... or rather, a recurrent nightmare. One in which the bad guy is a BSD officer with red eyes and a hatred filled heart. She wakes up panting, this is apparently a regular occurrence. So much so that her maamisa sees her fear at a glance ... 'it happened again?'
Her maamisa tries to comfort her, fire can be destructive, but it can also be beautiful ... Paro meekly accepts the comfort ... but that dream was closer than before, too close for comfort, and she is shaken.
Sanaya's accent is already settling into place ... so much so that I want the Rajasthani words to be cut down! Again love her voice modulation ... Paro is a simple, gentle village girl, and Sanaya's voice is soft, her tone and demeanor mild and sweet.
Also loved her clothes ... the white lehnga choli and bright colored dupatta in the first scene, and the purple on in the latter part of the episode.
And as she murmurs to herself, 'those eyes were closer than before, redder than the fire ...' Rudra makes his entry ... or rather, his eyes do.
His battalion scurries to and fro with new information ... five terrorists have entered and killed five jawans. The CO wants Rudra ... Rudra is already out riding his bike across the desert.
Paro and Bindi make their way to the temple where the wedding of a village girl is to be fixed ... to be paid for by the Thakur. A yearly occurrence. Apparently the villagers don't know the wedding is a cover for arms smuggling.
Thakur is busy in his pooja ... the grandeur of the temple and the costumes was impressive. Purple brocade jacket?! And matching purple turban ... kurta and jodhpurs ... the thakur seems to believe in blending tradition and modernity :)
His wife is the Rajmata, Sadiya Siddiqui ... a fine actress, I like her! She's better dressed than her husband.
Thakur has to leave the puja to attend to some pressing matters of treachery in the village ... a trifling matter of executing a guy for becoming informer to the BSD. He is wonderful and the annadaata of the village, doing good for everyone .. if only people would let him get on with his gun smuggling in peace.
While the girls get on with the process of getting their name chosen to be the next bride ... Paro's friend
proclaims that her groom is on the way ... and Rudra's motorbike zooms across the desert.
The temple rituals continue ... and Paro is the chosen bride. The Rajmata is happy ... she can fulfill her promise to Paro's dead mother.
So Paro has grown up surrounded by loving relatives and guardians, all aware of her tragedy, united in their hatred for a common enemy, she is the victim of the same enemy ... she gets all the sympathy and affection she needs. But it doesn't rid her of that recurrent nightmare and fear of the dreaded BSD.
And Rudra, an officer in that BSD, is riding across the desert into her life.