Originally posted by: Sandhya.A
First things first...π€
CelerityπPiece de resistance π€Pirouette π²And it is already more than 4 hrs past Wee Willie Winki's inspection time.πA lovely lively post aunty. Yes. Rajat's celerity and warring style was the piece de resistance of the entire proceeds last week. His swishes and slashes, pirouettes and pace were all sans pareil.ππ€ͺAnd aunty, you must admit that it is not easy to let go of Jalal.πChandra's harem????π² πToday is a double treat - Anjali's pictures of Chandra's war scenes and your description of the action, that was nothing less than a painting with words.πRest in next, tomorrow. Good Night.π
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Masterfully crafted π Mazaa aa gaya! I checked my PMs four times in the past two days (a record for meπ), while Karma sniggered in the backgroundπ.
I should admit... the mention of Prithviraj Chauhan - the only historical fiction show that I followed religiously at least for a few months - brought back great memories. I'm fairly confident such a show will not be made again. The Sagars themselves might not be able to repeat the feat. The show's writing clearly and consistently revealed a genuine, almost reverential, love and respect for the legendary king. And I'm saying this as a person who has been in love with Prithviraj Chauhan's saga since the age of twelveπ. These days, production houses have neither affection nor respect for the historical figures they make grandiose shows on. If I say anything more, I will probably be sued by them for outrageous slander ππ
So now I shall stop digressing and announce the Dil Khush Kar Diya' lines, or more appropriately - 'Hriday Ko Praffullit Karne Waali Panktiyaan'π, of this post (Disclaimer: I would ideally like to paste your entire write-up in this sectionπ).
The title - Baptism by blood - β€οΈ
..There was the feel of an actual battle in the air - the blood, the dust, the fear, the confusion, the panic, the anger, and the adrenaline rush that accompanies and energises the cut and thrust of the fighting.
...black battle armour, his whole face keen and drawn, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, at times with teeth bared in a furious grimace or letting out a full throated roar, Chandra is like a cross between a Viking warrior and Kartikeya, the senapati of the gods. Perhaps more of the latter, for like Kartikeya, Chandra too was raised and trained by his guru for battle, to destroy evil, and he is now at the beginning of his crusade. Powerful π
...pirouetting around the tumbling Dhananand with almost balletic grace, as he slashes at him again and again.
...both arms wielding swords, slashing up at Padmanand on horseback. Cut, thrust, parry, and cut again. The clang clang of the blades is like music, as Chandra literally dances around the horse like a dervish, his eyes gleaming with the anticipation of humbling Padmanand. Your sentences throb with life...βοΈ
... was so very sorry to see the action thus abruptly terminated. If I could have found a way to do it, I would have, like Oliver Twist, pleaded with the CVs: Please Sirs, could I have some more? So cute! π
...but such readiness in so many to depend on one unknown warrior in such a life and death gamble?
...Like an abbreviated version of even Pitman's shorthand! ππ
...He continues to stare straight ahead at the multitude facing him, as if his eyes were trying to weigh them in some inner balance of his, and make sure that they would not be found wanting.
...that the stree sena is the only possible Plan B, and she has trained all these 20 odd palace daasis to fight on the battlefield, why does she waste so much time pontificating about Annapoorna and Durga and the like, instead of shoving them into their protective gear and into the battlefield at once?
...Par uske paavan padchchinna Chandragupta ke jeevan mein padhein, uske pehle yeh do aur istreeyan udhar vidhyamaan hongi. Aur in teenon ke saath phanskar, bechara, niyati ka maara Chandragupta kisi chauthe vivah ke vishay mein soch bhi nahin saka hoga! Niceee.. π
Aunty, please take care of your health. RA is quite fond of my familyπ, so I know how difficult it must be for you to draft these long posts. Give your fingers as much rest as you can. They possess invaluable magic π€
Originally posted by: sashashyam
Folks,
I have been giving some thought to how to approach this triptych - linearly, in terms of the characters, or thematically. In the end, I have plumped for the last, the theme being the same as my title for this post. The baptism by blood, and trial by fire, of Chandra, at the very beginning of his long, arduous, and dangerous journey from anonymity to the very pinnacle of power as Samrat Chandragupta Maurya.
Chankya supposed to have baptised Chandragupta the minute he identified him as his protege and took him under his care..
Another apt take of yours is the title "baptism by blood" which gives the meaning martyrdom , that is sacrificing one's life for the country. Towards that aim Chanakya propels CG.
By "trial by fire", a soldier's strength, strategic move to face the opponent, and his fortitude are put to test.. Can this be compared to the Tami analogy, "Pudam potta Thangam"? i.e., gold purified by fire?
So, for now, I am setting aside a whole host of minor players: Avantika, Mura, the truly beauteous Vaishali, the perky Durdhara. Also the saccharine laden interludes between Padmanand and his darling daughter - if I have to sit thru many more of these, I shall soon get the one ailment that has as yet spared me, diabetes!π - and Mura's realization that Vaishali is Chhaya.
I am not even going to touch on the departure of Alexander as depicted here. His shade, undoubtedly enthroned in the hall of heroes in Valhalla, would have been deeply dismayed, indeed furious, to see this pathetic account of his exit from India. Anyone wanting to recover from this scripting disaster is advised to watch the corresponding passage in the 1990 Chanakya, episode 13 , which, backed by translations from Greek and Roman historians, shows how things actually transpired.
Nor on the stormy scene between the aggressive and disastrously candid Helena and her furious father Seleucus, ending in a resounding slap on the fair lady's cheek. One could see from where Helena has inherited the forearm action that she deployed to such good effect on Malayaketu!π
And of course the post battle stuff between a Padmanand, recovered from his scare with astonishing celerity and now strutting around again like a cock of the walk, Nandini, Avantika, Malayaketu, and the rest of the hangers on, including Amatyas Rakshas and "Gollum" Shaktar .
I am going, for most of this post, to focus on the decisive battle for Magadha that took up more than half an hour on the field alone, split between episodes 19 & 20: the buildup to it, the preparations, and what transpired on the battlefield and why.
Unexpected treat: Before we get to the build up, I must share with you my surprise and delight at the marvellous depiction of the actual fighting. Whoever the action choreographer was, he did a splendid job. The numbers deployed were substantial by TV standards, and the magic of television, which can make six look like a crowd, was exploited to the fullest. I have not seen Prithviraj Chauhan, but compared to similar scenes in Jodha Akbar and Maharana Pratap, this one was truly and unexpectedly impressive.
There was the feel of an actual battle in the air - the blood, the dust, the fear, the confusion, the panic, the anger, and the adrenaline rush that accompanies and energises the cut and thrust of the fighting. The camera, concentrating on tight fields of action, was wisely focussed for the most part on Chandra's derring do: against the Magadha senapati and Vakranaas, then against Dhananand, his other brothers, and finally against Padmanand himself.
The photography gives a night effect to the battle scene, which adds to the above .
To the battle born: To say that Rajat's Chandra is superb in these bouts would be a masterpiece of understatement. And the best of it is that none of the action is marred by ludicrous bits of VFX. For one thing, Chandra does not jump seven feet in the air over the heads of his opponents! It is all good, solid, honest swordfighting, blade against blade, with skill alone deciding who would win.
When he rises after touching his guru's feet before the battle, and receives the maati ka tilak from him, Chandra's profile looks as pure and remote as that of a warrior going into a dharmayuddha.
But in his black battle armour, his whole face keen and drawn, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, at times with teeth bared in a furious grimace or letting out a full throated roar, Chandra is like a cross between a Viking warrior and Kartikeya, the senapati of the gods. Perhaps more of the latter, for like Kartikeya, Chandra too was raised and trained by his guru for battle, to destroy evil, and he is now at the beginning of his crusade.
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It is when the action starts that Chandra literally explodes across the screen, his arms moving like those of a windmill as they unleash a frenzy of powerful sword strokes. He literally scythes his way thru the enemy ranks, using first one , and then two swords, with his mount then mostly on autopilot.
The arrogant senapati and Vakranaas are sent tumbling to the ground with blows from the flat of his blade, and I was only sorry, very sorry, that Chandra did not kill at least these two, instead of behaving like the Hindi film hero of old and leaving them to get up and walk off.π‘
Nor could I understand why he decides to give Dhananand, who is by now lolling in the dust, another chance , and actually comes down from his horse to fight him. However, that encounter was marvellous, with Chandra pirouetting around the tumbling Dhananand with almost balletic grace, as he slashes at him again and again. So perhaps this second instance of folly on the part of Chandra was worth it!
Now on to the piece de resistance, the duel with a raging Padmanand on horseback, furious at having seen all his other sons laid low by Chandra with one fell sweep of his sword, on a circular trajectory, from a crouching position that magnifies the power of the blow.
I simply loved this one. There is Chandra, on the ground, both arms wielding swords, slashing up at Padmanand on horseback. Cut, thrust, parry, and cut again. The clang clang of the blades is like music, as Chandra literally dances around the horse like a dervish, his eyes gleaming with the anticipation of humbling Padmanand.
But it ends all too soon, with Padmanand, exactly like his son and the two others earlier, being knocked off his mount and dropping his weapon. He recovers his footing and the duel continues, with Chandra now attacking ferociously like a lithe tiger out for the kill as Padmanand retreats step by step. A kick finally sends Padmanand reeling, and he is flat on his back, totally exposed to his opponent.
Well, I did not expect a coup de grace for Padmanand in episode 20 itself, with perhaps another 100 or so to go before he is finally disposed of. So I was not surprised when a bunch of soldiers grabbed hold of Chandra at this point and held him fast, as he struggled, with eventual success, to free himself.
But at that very moment, Malayaketu and his forces appear. With that, for the furious, rebellious Chandra, the bottom drops out of the battle, as his Acharya literally drags him, and their remaining forces away from the battlefield. But not until the end of a furious argument that sees Chandra, for the first time ever, stand up to and oppose his guru's judgment.
For the fire of the battle is raging in his veins, and he is like a lion thwarted of his prey. There is no logic to such fury, and I was not surprised that not only does the red flag not work, but Chanakya, for all his hitherto iron control over his shishya, has to struggle desperately to get Chandra to obey him at long last.
As for me, I was so very sorry to see the action thus abruptly terminated. If I could have found a way to do it, I would have, like Oliver Twist, pleaded with the CVs: Please Sirs, could I have some more?π
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Unwarranted criticism: There might be those who criticise Chandra for not being a good enough general, and for not knowing when to retreat, and a whole lot else. In effect, they want him to be a combination of Mars, the Greek god of war, and the greatest of human generals: Shivaji Maharaj, Akbar, Napoleon, or Hannibal of Carthage.
But he is not any of these greats right now, nor even the mature Chandragupta Maurya that he will become. He is only an incredibly brave youngster on his first battle, with the adrenaline coursing thru his veins, its drumming in his blood deafening him to all else but the cut and thrust of his sword and the tantalizing prospect of victory. It is thus unfair and illogical to blame this Chandra for refusing to abandon the fight, and the men who had fought for him, and in effect to run away from the battlefield like a coward.
In due course, he will learn to swallow a bitter pill when necessary, but his core will always stay the same: a reckless, valiant, never say die warrior. He is the spearhead who will win battles for his guru, and it is for Chanakya to train him in when to tone down his responses and curb his recklessness. To teach him to accept that Haar hamare jeevan ka mahatvapoorna mod hai, us se hi agli jeet ka marg jaata hai!
These are the words of Thiruvalluvar, on "The knowledge of Resources" ( Ch: 48)
" Vinai valiyum than valiyum maatraan valiyum
ThuNai valiyum thooki cheyal."
-which means"Let (a king) weigh well with the strength of the deed (he purposes to do), (let him consider) his own strength, the strength of his enemy and the strength of the allies and then act.
What Chanakya did was a haphazard act..( avasara kolam aLLi theLithathu Pola). CG entered Nand's palace in disguise to spy on the security arrangements, but got caught. Later again he went in disguise to learn about the Greek warfare , and there also he was caught. Apart from these two occasions, what efforts did Chanakya take to know about the enemy's strategy or plan of action? Didn't he know that attacking an enemy on his own ground wouldn't be that easy?
Shyamala/Aunty/Akka/Di
PS: All the photos used to illustrate this post are courtesy my dearest Anjali. Thanks a million, kid!π€
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