Wer bist du, mein Schutzengel oder ein Verführer?

Now being back in Munich, I keep falling back into memories all the time. The title of this blog is a line from Tschaikowsky's opera 'Eugen Onegin', a story of which I could admire the Bayerisches Staatsballet in the danced version on a memorable evening, once upon a time. It is the tragic story of a man who rejects every friendship and his only true love out of his pride and arrogance, causing incredible pain to those around him and in the end also to himself. When he realises that he lost all that have truly cared about him, it is too late to turn back and he remains, full of grief and regrets, alone.
This ballet was breathtaking, yet at the same time heartbreaking to watch and I left being moved and maybe with some teardrop in my eye. I havent forgotten this evening, even though it was years ago.