Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Waiting is the most difficult test in love and the strictest training is holding passion’s breath. Where is the space to store gushing torrents? Are you to tell them ‘Please be patient while we transfer your call’? And they’ll listen?


They are here to flow, to inundate all the plains and mountains of the heart and then run up its walls to become whispering curtains of the stage where each scene must be played out as outlined in the storyboard which must be respected under all circumstances. The actors’ duty is to deliver the lines as given in the script, not question them. They are not to say what they would have said in their own life. They are living the characters’ lives, not their own. Whatever life the actors have must be put into each Act, to culminate in the story the world should get to hear because no matter what bread and water you survive on at home, you don’t dish out just anything to visitors.

1 comments:

aditya bhaskara said...

at times the act unfolds itself on the actor itself, trying to speak the unsaid, as if waiting for the moment to arrive.. The actor can no longer be a character, he becomes the story of the act... the world has to know some days that there exists pain more hurtful than one staged, there's fallacy more overwhelming... historians call it a new act in the making"

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