“How can we know the dancer from the dance?” – W.B.Yeats
There are some marvelous moments when even the dance cannot be separated from the viewers. It isn’t merely about watching but partaking.
This one is from one of my favourite Satyajit Ray films where you demarcate debauchery and good taste at your own peril. This is what life is about – chandeliers that light up the room or crash as glass shards to pierce souls.
Roshan Kumari in 'Jalsaghar'