Dear Peter Brook,
How does one write to someone whom they have never met or ever spoken to? Yet, here I am, writing to you as if my life depended on it. This one-sided conversation is strange because it is all talk between strangers. Still, nothing can be more fulfilling. Like Arjuna, the warrior who could see only the eye of the bird. Only your re-imagining of the Mahabharata comes to my mind while I write this, and perhaps that is enough. Watching an epic like this come alive through the microcosm is sometimes a lifetime too short in discovering the many nuances that this story encapsulates. For it is not only the story of a family, but within it carries multitudes, the brahmand as it were.