Here in it's original and undiluted form:
It all began that bright, sunny afternoon when Dramanon converged at our revered rendezvous point; the script was decided upon, some dates finalized, designations nominated…and we were rolling again! And thus, ensued a recycled reaction of regular entertainment, daily jokes, frequent bouts of stress and screaming sessions, intermittent paranoia and the eleventh-hour chaos…
The script impressed me from the start. It was simple, warm and celebrated a wonderful intimacy between characters so real and so exaggerated. The humour catered to every genre-slapstick, cinematic, situational and even the pun patronizing types! The moral was not preaching, yet explained so much. And we had the pleasure of working with some very intelligent actors, who could interpret their characters beautifully and slide into their skins with the utmost ease. Even when we made them repeat their dialogues again and AGAIN, they flitted through with a smile on their faces. And when we would get down and dirty with the tiresome psyche of the characters they would listen patiently and improve tremendously. A truly talented bunch…my heartfelt gratitude.
The production team leaves EVERYTHING for the last minute, and in those last hours ticking away mercilessly, works day and night sacrificing sleep, food and mental sanity to leave no stone unturned. They are the real heroes behind the scenes…my heartfelt gratitude with whipped cream.
And finally my co-director. Dramanon had a bipolar-director-disorder going with Dhruv and me arguing over few things, and agreeing over fewer! But this guy is something! Immensely capable and definitely cooperative…my heartfelt gratitude with whipped cream and cherry on top.
And now presenting to you my swan song…
Sigh. Good ol' days.
4 comments:
I suddenly found it and am reproducing it here to gain your acceptance a tad bit more. I am kidding.
It's only fitting that you mention that you *are* kidding.
I finally pulled myself out whatever it was that was keeping me off blogs. Writing about everything that upset me and stressed me made me happy. Then I realized I was happy all along. Where's your happy?
I miss theatre. Cry to myself sometimes!
karmic incense: Well we cannot be too sure now can we?
renovatio: Currently? The Shins. Refer newer post :)
aandthirtyeights: I cry to others. It is not as effective as I thought it might be.
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