In the midst
of all the chaos…somewhere deep down in the hearts of people, love rested. When
they close their eyes, when silence falls, when darkness condenses in the
darkest parts of the city… a hand approaches another and holds onto it. When an
innocent face smiles looking at in the footpath, or an old couple talk in an
indistinct manner between themselves, or when the blind couple from the nearby
colony comes out helping each other to catch the morning train…he looks at and
smiles. He looks at them, he looks at the sky and he looks at his hands.
Standing inside
the underground train he looks at the glass doors. In the half light of the
coupe and the shadowy outside leaving behind…he finds his face in there. A pair
of eyes underneath a dark hat. Cross-armed and still. Tight-lipped. An epitome
of sadness, silence, darkness. The scenes change. The character stays.
What about
this world? A couple walks in front of him, holding hands. It’s evening. A
couple – fresh, alive, happy. They swing, around each other. They laugh, they
smile, and they tease each other. He watches, as they kiss. He looks at his own
hands, which once held someone’s. He looks at his palm, trying to see if they
left any signs of them behind. He fails. He reminds of a stone which was put at
someone’s heart to teach him the lesson of love. he smiles. And then he starts
walking again.
Somewhere
not so far away from all these, the writer watches. As he plans to weave a mourning
tale out of people’s lives…or perhaps of particularly someone’s.
And so does
the actor, smiling from some distance, trying to pick up rare emotions. The
magician, devicing tricks to enchant the mass. The lover, enjoying the
romanticism in the tragedy of life. The madman, laughing at all the cruelties
of life. And more faces, faded and non-recognisable.
They come
forward, look at each other and blend into him and create a perfect smile in
his face. The one with heavy tears. His heart skips a bit, and then his steady
hands take the tears off his eyes.
The road is
long.
- July 25th '12