Dear Me

DearMeLetter1

Dear me from tomorrow,

I wish you one day look back at today

And remember only the smiles

I wish you could look at me now

Only rainbows and stars here for a while

Dear me from yesterday,

I wish you’d know

This too shall pass

And at the tiny edge of time

The emptiness barely lasts

Dear me from tomorrow,

Remember when people said

You were a disappointment

Look at what you are now!

And imagine their astonishment

Dear me from yesterday

Remember that guy who waits?

The one whose heart you break

Remember him for he is the first bad karma

Of many that you will make

Dear me from tomorrow,

The solitude you embrace today

Is the same one you feared before

You never knew did you?

The importance of an empty room?

Dear me from yesterday,

Your story won’t end here

No matter how much you will try

You almost yearn for sorrow right now

But soon you will learn to cry in joy!

Dear me,

Promises and regrets are part

Of a twisted circle of you mind

The joy that lies ahead

Is an answer to the sorrow left behind…

10 Reveals!

I recently came across a challenge to reveal 10 honest things about me… So here goes:

1) Sometimes I wish for clinical insanity (crazy people get away with a lot of things!)

2) Mostly I prefer telling caving to confrontation

3) Just because I write dark poetry doesn’t mean I feel like killing myself everyday, I am just curious about what hides behind sunflowers and rainbows

4) Although I appear very sure of myself in front of my friends, the one person I am most unsure of in this whole world is me…

5) When I’m going through writer’s block, I wish for something terrible to happen just so that I have something to write about!

6) I protect my writing too much and haven’t applied to publishing houses / poetry contests for the fear of rejection (I’m working on garnering the courage)

7) There is always a song in my head

8) I judge every book by its first line (first line of Love in Time of Cholera – “The smell of bitter almonds always reminded him of unrequited love”)

9) I judge a song by the lyrics

10) I believe way too much in karma and connect every single good / bad coincidence to something I may have done…

If you are reading this you have been challenged…go for it!

Confessions: Thespo @ Prithvi \m/

Ever thought of what Pulp Fiction would look like in a play, on Wednesday, Le Chayim theatre productions; brought us an interesting surprise in a dark comedy taken from the award winning play by Martin McDonagh called “The Pillowman”. The play is a dark reminder to all writers who tend to “enjoy” writing horrific stories with worse endings. Stephen King had once talked about how when he wrote his million short stories the ideas always came at the end of a “What if” moment. But I wonder if he ever thought of “what if” whatever he wrote were true!
There is a lot of Kafka-ism (a new ism word for the day) in the play. The concept of the police state, the lack of control over one’s own writing, the weaknesses of a totalitarian society, all reveal themselves layer by layer in a small interrogation room. Katurian, a writer of twisted, dark short stories, is being interrogated by 2 detectives, Topolsky and Ariel, because of the close resemblance of his stories to the bizarre incidents in his town. The story moves on to why the writer writes what he writes and the unconventional concepts hidden in his stories.  The star of the play was clearly director Kashin Shetty who plays the sarcastic detective Topolsky. He is effortless in his comedy and manages to bring out the various layers of the nihilist detective.
The highlight of course remains how the cast clicks as a unit; the production has clearly excelled since its debut in 2006. The entire presentation, be it characters finding more than one entry point or the unique lighting effects or the parallel story telling of Katurian’s stories, comes together as a unique comedy. At some places, the audience laughed realizing how inappropriate it is to laugh at something so sinister. Managing to make blood work funny, the play is the perfect candidate for pulp fiction in contemporary theatre. Can’t wait to catch another Thespo@Prithvi play soon!