During the era of the Soviet Union and Mao China, the farmers had great pride in toiling the land to showcase their produce to the prosperity of the Motherland. The steel workers in Stalin gleamed from ear to ear when the steel yield reach yet another annual record.
The musician bleeds his fingers to give another mesmerising performance in the name of music. To him, music did not die with Buddy Holly and Ritchie Valens with the plane crash, but it lives on. The Bharatnatyam dancer grimaces as she executes another gravity defying posture to honour the spirit of the blissful union of Nataraja. Detractors vilify the dance as a glorification of the decadent lifestyles of the courtesans, but she would like to imagine it as the immersion of Divine powers of Siva and Shakti. Performers of the visual art do not mind shedding their tunic and ignoring the first sensation that man felt as they were outcast from the Garden of Eden, i.e. shame, all for the glory and development of the field of the performing arts.
The householder grinds his teeth listening to all the idiosyncrasies of the bosses. He knows that he has to keep his job to feed his young family. The young burn the midnight oil to chase the dream to uproot the family to a higher level of prosperity. The heartbroken and the wrongdoers indulge various self-cleansing activities to appease the Bigger Force above to offset their demerit point to gain a place amongst the virtuous.
They all engage in some kind of activity with a particular self-interest. They all hope to cajole the 'Big Other', an intangible unseen force that is beyond comprehension and attainment. They hope that the 'Big Other' would act fair, be gentle when the wheel of life turns. Are you under the scrutiny of the eye from the sky or all you all alone to fight your own battles?
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