The Das with the Dazzle.
" The Das with the Dazzle
Monday, June 05, 2006 ||
4:40 PM ||
The term ethereal sounds too much of a cliche, especially when one is attempting to illustrate an immense admiration for an actress who was there today, gone tomorrow. While cinehalls across the country were being burned down during supposedly staunch remonstrations against the gusto of Mira Nair, to venture across hitherto uncrossed territory, her Fire held several prospects for me as a viewer, though the only celebrated actors whom I knew then, in the much-censured film were Shabana and Kulbhushan. Ever since having burned myself with this cinematic experience that turned out to be significant for me, solely due to a raison detre called Nandita, I should admit I have been hooked – on anything that even remotely had a faint tinge of the actress. Apart from being one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my entire life, the veracity associated with her is too appealing to be ignored in a hurry. Her emphatic performances in almost all the films that she lends her life to; be it the forgettable Punaradhivasam, the fiery Azhaki or the flaming Kannathil Muthamittaan; her impeccable gorgeousness in the clearly dreary Vishwathulasi or the highly appreciated Kannaki, this is one actress with a head that seems firmly planted on her shoulders, whom I would have loved to see more on screen. Sadly though, one gets to see very little of her these days, as she seems to have moved on to probably more important things in life, and rightly so.
As her latest flick, Provoked is all set to hit the screens, here is a simple ghazal, dedicated to Nandita.
Click here to hear the song.
