We talk of so many lives in one world, But little do we talk of so many worlds in one life. I live in diverse worlds, in the same life.
One world has my house, my parents, and memories. Then there’s one which has my love, my friends and places and people I miss. There’s my college, my dreams of a job or two or more, Then there’s a world of good things I have done, Then there’s one which has all the embarrassing moments of mine. There’s a world which I want to be in, and there are a few I hate to be in, Some worlds start and end in a moment, some last a lifetime, or may be further. Some worlds I want to leave behind and move ahead, Some I want to enter with smiles. Some worlds which are pure nostalgia, enclosed in those old photo albums. All different and wide apart, but my worlds. I can’t divide these worlds by drawing lines, In fact one leads magically into another.
I am presently traveling from Delhi to Ahmedabad, From one world to another. There are journeys which introduce me to worlds which were always there, But I never saw them. Loving these journeys, taking me from one world to another, All in one LIFE…
(Wrote this in Ashram Express, journey from Delhi to Ahmedabad, Oct 2011.)
My uncle (my father's real brother) called him after centuries and he wanted to talk with me. He asked a simple question, "Harish, I have a doubt, what do you do now?"
This was a question which shook me and because of lack of answers, I simply smiled.
An old friend had asked me that day that I don't work anywhere,I have my group's rehearsal only on weekends, I just need to teach slum kids twice a week and now there is a summer vacation now, so the college work is closed for sometime. So how am I so busy, always?
But when I look inside, I like having so much of work that there is stuff left after the day too. But where does this work come from? I guess I love 'inventing' work for myself. I have been busy writing a street play, writing a new stage play, and directing a short film, but the worst part is that I like being busy. Only the film part gives me money, and all the rest gives me more pleasure than money.
I live in a body, which works for my mind. I have a mind which lives in my body. I have a heart which lets me love my mind and my body! All three work to take me forward in life. I walk, i run, i sleep... i thank my body, i thank my heart and i thank my mind too.
After all the hard work, sweating and running, i read somewhere that this LIFE IS A LIE!
Is it? i dont know.My mind, body and my heart would not work so hard, just for a LIE!
I can agree that it is a rehearsal or a training period to learn something, which is more important than life, but this life is definitely not a lie!
Afterall, rehearsals are very important for the final show; training is very important for the war! You work more in a rehearsal, than in the final show. Don't you?
i LOVE THIS lie... I'll continue working hard and I'll continue loving life... I'll continue rehearsing hard, 'cause this rehearsal is the most important one for me!
I live in a body, which works for my mind. I have a mind which liv…
Yes, making a film is much more than a college assignment. i just went through Nemy's blog and saw a post on how she's 'having fun' making her first movie. She's pretty correct when she supports the popular opinion and says 'Documentary is safe and fiction is fake.'
But I don't know why, i find making a fiction simpler (You know I am this lazy creature who just hates running after officials for permissions!). And you know, this is my second film, so I can be called 'one-film-old' in terms of experience (Uff, bloody airs!).
But i am not writing all this because I want to talk about my film, but I want to talk about something else. It's called TEAMWORK. Whenever I have worked in a team, I have always deliberately taken the whole responsibility on my shoulders, with that I-am-a-workaholic-so-let-me work attitude (Bloody airs again!)
But this time I have team members who have been willing to work; willing to contribute. Excitin…