Friday, July 3, 2009

The Time of My Life.

Black out

(Slow) Fade in

The warmth of the light brightens your face before a packed hall

The air in your lungs gets caught and refuses to burst out

The simultaneous intake of breath (in alarm) of the audience sends a chill down your spine

Eyes closed- you slowly exhale the first word

Your voice fills the air

Its what they all breathe

You provide it

Eyes re-open to see an ocean of black

A black that rejuvenates you

You walk across the stage and feel the world at your feet

The moment that you'd been waiting for for months is before you

The next few hours pass like seconds for its a time you control

A time that people will remember for you, as you and because of you

You turn deaf all of a sudden

For the applause fills the air

It sweetens the air you inhale

Standing in the centre you feel a void

The ocean before you recedes

The hall is empty again

Awaiting another you

Another time

Another word

Another applause

Black out

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

"Your voice fills the air

Its what they all breathe

You provide it" - it's a great line.

applause certainly is the oxygen that makes the life of an artiste run, especially in performance art, and that immediacy of pure presence that is there is theater/concerts can never be matched in films and recorded music.

solleymata said...

That was amazing...actually left goosebumps down my arms...sheesh. Loved it.

Meewa said...

i thank both of you. abhi you especially. you seem to be my source of inspiration. you unfailingly comment positively on evry post of mine. :)
solleymata- welcome to my world. :)

Mithali said...

Brilliantly written :) And I know exactly what you mean :D

Anonymous said...

you are most welcome! i say whatever i do because you write very well!

Meewa said...

i bathe in glory! :)
@ miti- i wrote it thinking of us. :)

Anonymous said...

Mee,

Very evocative :)

Did you mean 'another word' or 'another world'...?

Loved the beginning and the end...

I'm relieved certain whisperes that ran along the lines of "raise the volume of that mike.. not that one... THAT one!" don't reach our talented actors' ears :D

Meewa said...

:D yes, chittz. i'm sure we're all relieved.
well, i did mean another word. cause its the word spoken first that sets the ambience and takes you elsewhere.
and as for the mikes, if they not be there the word would seize to be heard. hence, the end of show.

manas said...

BEAUTIFUL

Meewa said...

thank you. :)

YK said...

Hmmm...you write so well..

the.idle.hour said...

Really well written and totally conveys the passion. My favourite:)