Yesterday Patricia and I went to New York and saw La Bayadere, which is a lovely ballet set in India. It?s about this bayadere or temple dancer who falls in love with a warrior and he with her. They swear their undying devotion to each other but there?s a snag. The High Brahman is in love with the dancer and the warrior is engaged to be married.
The warrior betrays the dancer?s love and at the formal betrothal of the warrior and his fiance the dancer is ordered to perform. While she?s dancing she?s given a basket of flowers which she thinks are from the warrior. They are really from his bride?s father who has heard from the High Brahman that the dancer loves the warrior.
A snake is hidden in the basket of flowers and it bites her. She dies as the warrior and his bride leave to prepare for the wedding. The warrior, though, is riddled with guilt and keeps seeing her vision everywhere. At the wedding itself he says his vows not to his bride but to the vision of the dancer. This angers the gods and the temple is destroyed by an earthquake. Everyone dies.
But, it?s a happy ending. Now the dancer and the warrior are both dead and they can be together forever. Ta da!
I wasn?t sure I was going to enjoy myself because I?d never been to the ballet as an adult, but I was absolutely enthralled. The precision of movement and control over the body that these dancers have absolutely captivated me. It was amazing. I highly recommend it.
Today I have a list of errands to run and laundry and I?m still sitting here in my jammies. I feel like such a slacker but this will be one of the few times this summer when it?s cool enough to spend any amount of time up in our little attic/office. So there, Judgy McJudgerson.