This is the crux of the tragedy. The song is a monologue. She is not a participant; she is a destination. While the singer is sweating and dancing in the courtyard, she is unaware. The wall isn't just made of bricks; it is made of social reality.
The song is a warning wrapped in a groove. It tells us that the most dangerous place to live is next door to a dream you cannot touch. Ayalathe Veettile Video Song
So the next time you hear that saxophone riff, listen closely. Beneath the funk is the sound of a man slowly disappearing into a crack in the wall. And it sounds suspiciously like happiness. What are your memories of this song? Do you hear the romance or the obsession? Let me know in the comments below. This is the crux of the tragedy
Because for the man singing this song, this isn't sadness. It is euphoria. He is high on the proximity of her existence. He doesn't need her to love him back. He just needs her to turn the light on. While the singer is sweating and dancing in
I am talking, of course, about "Ayalathe Veettile" from Summer in Bethlehem .