Four ladies in crimson, pose elegantly in red chairs in front. And the crowd laughing their balls off. I realize for a moment I am the only vagina in single piece, others are all paired (couples). Eh.. What the heck! I wink, laugh and roll along with the others.
It wasn’t an act, it was a narration. Something that should have Been. Thanks to Elsner. People, who had just heard the moans of a vagina, now knew them by varying range of frequencies and varying amplitudes, now know them by the emotion they may signify. God there is beauty in the rainbows!
The concept of the play is to put the voice of the vagina forward. These, like ‘women’, remain mysterious to this day. Elsner interviewed women from different professions, ages and races and compiled this funny yet tangy anthology of monologues; involves every kind of humour but with honesty. The ‘vagina’ comes alive in the act.
By nature, the vagina remains hidden and hence its secrets. And this, like truth is better understood when discovered
. There’s this part of the play, when the ladies take you through different emotions it involves. Its sacred.. sacred all right. But chuck the sanctity man.Very practically, moods of the play change in a blink-
There is a moment when she is defining the heavy long-awaited emotions of the vagina in Moans, moans of every hue, frequency and amplitude
. One when she tells us that they touch and cut her off, is just not what she wants. She hates to be treated like a thing, an object of mindless desire. A moment, when she is reluctant to shave off the hair around her dignity. When she loved to just die in the beauty of his eyes, absorbing the beauty of her vagina. There were so many of those moments, implied but not discussed in the play; A moment, when life stands still at her door when she is to deliver a baby. Time when she is that all powerful, but of course beautiful goddess of sex, where she defines every breath. Still there are times in her life when she is there just for him, seconds meaningful, just because he is in there. Her body, the embodiment of erotica, is the real journey of life from what one can see, to what one can actually believe in.
The humanness in man and the mystery of life is somewhere always related to woman, her feminine ness. Have they ever wondered if men could ever bear the force of hormones, they would be worse. The play encourages women to feel and enjoy and be fearless about her sexuality. This is nature- the minimum they can desire. Recently, I found an interpretation of Hinduism which identifies two aspects of the Devine- The Nature (Shatarupa) and Shiva. Women, you are supposed to treat yourself the best way. The philosophy that worshipped Shiva is primitive (am a follower) but the one that worships Shiva and Shakti together is ‘evolved’.
The beauty that lies in her smile and the sparkle of her eyes is not something that man can understand in one life, unless he is God himself. Not sure a believer but god is a metaphor here. Finally, as we own a bigger heart and a wiser head, we must live by choice , a life without fear and as beautiful as us.
The play is very matured in its thought and presentation. A great piece of art, creativity and imagination.