Closing my eyes, random flashbacks cross my mind. So many moments. All vital in every way, be it heart wrentchingly painful or exhilerating.
The nearest parallel to life, that i can conjure, is that of a film. In this case, involving the blank screen, me as the actor and the sole audience.. projecting my life onto that very space. The movie running continuously. Thereare but a billion beginnings and ever more countless climaxes.
Looking back,is like looking at this endlessly huge record room of videos. Some i pick and watch again and again and again, with or without choice. Scenes flicker by, inspiring words that has burnt its way to the core of the heart, experiences that saw me desperately reaching out in blinding darkness, smell of home and old, taste of my own tears raining on a strangers lap, the best touch.. that of innovation.
The script is amazing, creating patterns and relentlessly breaking the same with a bang. Intense,unfailing,addictive and overpowering. The only sense of choice dwindling between being the actor or the audience. Taking a ' timeless moment ' to step off screen, watch the passive action and get back to manifest one's role in all its glory.
Applause. Applause to every dialogue, every turn of events, every drama, every frame. And ACTION.
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