...... speechless

reminded again of the make believe ness of this city...i guess its just that time of year :)




..... went to see 'tango flamenco' ...sadly the only performance of its kind iv ever been to... But WOW! Seriously. what a performance!!!


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the music. the dance. it was absolutely breath-taking.... i love dance (esp latin dance) so i had goosebumps as soon as i heard the music and saw the first dancer on stage... but as the show progressed it just blew me away....
... each note aligned in perfection to every movement of made by each member of the troupe... the grace encompassed in a flick of their wrists, down to the final stamp of their heels, not to mention everything in between ...The costumes. The drama. The choreography. The intensity.

and the stories!
mesmerizing.
....the woman with the voice who when she sang felt like she was pouring not only her heart but her essence, her secrets, black, white; wrenching them from her soul and laying them bare for us.... the story of the woman who could let go of her grey cover and the man who tried to make her let go .... ....and the red satin against black suit .... their dance was so intimate that i almost felt the need to look away (to give them their privacy) but it was so beautiful and sensual that i couldnt help but look anyway
.... Simply put …it was fucking indescribable!



….you know I honestly dont think that story telling in words …written or spoken…..can even compare to the power of a story told through dance and music .... it can just move you so much more …you feel everything without having to think about it…...its a gut feeling .... its just feelings...


And its when i see things like this that i think how absurd those people are who profess dance and music to be unislamic and claim that it takes the mind away from God. Because when i sat there overwhelmed by the utter beauty of what i was seeing and hearing… i couldnt help but think of only God and how remarkable He must be to have created the beauty that exists in something as intangible as dance or music. Notes, rhythms, beats ..... how lucky we are that life itself moves to all sorts of rhythms and beats... and how wonderful that He endowed us with forms so exquisite that can move in such elegance, harmony and beauty….. that can create such a vast range of movements as expressions of self or even art... the sheer idea that epics could be conveyed through bodies in motion ....
How can you see this and not give due credit to the one who created it….the one who also gave us the facilities and the creativity to utilize these gifts….