the game of chess is much more than just the final outcome - always
. in most other games, we are used to thinking of the outcome
of victory and defeat being the only thing that matters. you could think the same for chess, 'except that you'd be missing the essence of the game, imho. 'cause to me, the outcome of the victory/defeat comes from the entire game. ever move, ever counter-move. where you started from, what you did in between -- all this matters.
no move can be forgotten. no move can be erased
. so what is most beautiful about chess is that the game every point in time is a sum of everything that you have done before. any move that you change in the past must lead you to a different point in time. the chess game never quite lets you forget who you started as, what you did, who you are today
games can start with a standard opening like the ruey lopez, but within four moves, the game has changed 'cause of the fifth move. in a chess game -- maybe like life? -- the game is in every single thing that has happened so far. the outcome is mere coincidence
so for me? prem and heer are like a pair of unparalleled chess grand-masters in the game of love. for them, it's the love that is of importance. life is mere coincidence. they were created in the stars. and have this aura of having played the chess game of love many times over.
and like grandmasters, they always surprised me with what they do.
'cause with grandmasters, the next move from this predictable start is never sure, never known. and so it has been with prem-heer. they've had this tendency to spin us into a world that we have seen before, but never quite like their version
of it. 'cause what they do makes it so ... interesting!
and as in every chess game, when you add up all those prem-heer moves that make them different, the game suddenly and intangibly becomes something else all together.
if you focus on what is happening just at the moment, then it looks like a point in a game that has been played many times before. but remember how they got there, and ''the game'' becomes something else altogehter. for me, that is absolutely, compellingly true about prem and heer. everything that i think about prem and heer today is -- necessarily -- an aggregation of everthing that they have done, by themselves, together.
even today, i cannot forget
when prem had broken his lute to show that he is throwing away his love and sticking to his father's desires. 'cause
that is what made
his grabbing heer to his side, and blazing fire and love-for-her at the world -- that much more special
. even today, i cannot forget when heer gave prem a dressing down on what love really is -- fighting and fighting to stick by the side of your chosen one, through thick and thin, through sorrow and happiness, through pain and pleasure. 'cause that is what makes perfect sense of everything that she did for prem, forgave prem for in the past. and that
is what makes me think that she cannot be that unforgiving of prem now -- just like that!
(ie, on the basis of onenightwithashlesha) this stubborness becomes inexplicable when put alongside with that principle she had laid out about love then. and so it cannot be true. it needs more to explain her actions, her words, her behaviour to prem.of course,
chess allows surprises and changes-- that is precisely what the grandmasters love to do. sometimes going against what appears to be their original strategies itself, when that is what takes to get around what their opponents are trying. but that would be a bit of a cheat in chess, i think. and it's difficult to think of how it can be done. how you can become a rouge from a gentleman. or a glob from a gayatri-mom. so while it is possible that heer has changed the rules of the game in between. but that would be... unfair to the rules of the game. either of chess.. or of life. and heer is just not like that. the last reason i'm so complacent
with prem-heer's story being a chess game is this: chess only becomes truly interesting when the players are matched in skill.
there are few things as sad as watching a master play a game against a ... dud.
'cause when there is a dud on one side, the master doesn't really need to think or innovate on moves -- 'cause the dud is panicking and playing wildly anyway. *sounds sad, no? you really never should watch me
* the game becomes.. standard, typical, boring.
but when the game is played by grand-masters -- man!! e
very move becomes something to take your heartbeat away... only to give it back at a more rapid pace to see what -- oh what! -- the opponent is gonna do next!and the best part is? you really never really ever know what is gonna happen next -- as the next move; or who will make the final move... and ''win''.
what i know by now, having watched this prem-heer love story is that prem and heer are both grand-masters in this game.
Edited by estee - 24 August 2009 at 9:29am