Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Theatre Bound....

Went to watch a collection of plays by O Henry done by a team of our guys. Couldn't finish all of them but whatever I saw was pretty good. Actually it was my first brush with English plays and I wasn't really sure if they could keep me interested throughout but I came back quite happy. May be it's good that the director chose simple stories. But though they weren't exactly similar, I found them predictable and that took some excitement off for me. Actually I was reminded even of Raincoat by Rituparno Ghosh though it's not exactly the same. I think the underlying theme is similar though I can't define it.

On the way back from the college where the plays were shown, I was all alone in an auto and though that in itself is not a cause of concern for me, I got into some jittery moments. S called me up to check how I was going and I said there was no problem. But my mobilephone got switched off the moment I stepped out of the college and when I boarded the auto and the driver talked of taking a different route, I was regretting telling S that I was going to be fine. I don't know where the fear stemmed from, may be it was because I didn't know anything about the place I was in, whether it was the new route or the standard one. So I was eagerly looking outside for any signs of familiarity among the billboards and I think the driver caught that look too. Suddenly he stopped at the side somewhere and asked me if I knew the road we were going to take next. I was a bit more nervous by now but I told him the truth; I didn't. He didn't say anything more and my nerves calmed down only when we burst into the main road of Marathalli. I think the driver read my mind plain enough; he even chided me that now I seem to be on familiar track and later told me people were becoming very skeptical of taking shortcuts these days. Anyway, by then I was on my turf and I could wholeheartedly nod my head.


I miss the days of Neenasam, the excitement of days preceding the shows and of seeing the pamphlets stacked up for distribution and visiting the Ajjibettu stage being prepared specially for it, of seeing some of the artistes beforehand, sitting in the front rows, the light and the sound, the drama of the stage and on it and everything. I hope I can be on the stage too someday.

No comments:

Post a Comment