One of the greatest difficulties perhaps is to articulate about things and experiences you deeply feel for. It is like articulating Love, thinking of a head, feet or toe for it. When you do try sometimes words come up and some times you make circles around the same vague thoughts in vain.
Studying and writing about theatre at such a brief quarter has been some where on those lines for me.
It was a world i did not know, and i imagined that one day when the magic casket opens it will be a revelation.
"whatever that deeply intrigues you, you dive into it, not to skim the surfaces but plunge head long" said a very wise aquintance to me once.
But in time findings take their due course, meandering all over the place, through various meanings and implications. never steady, never stopping.
And for me too, Theatre came away from being an abstract sphere of imagination to something more real, believable. I saw people who live by it, create and portray it day over day over day.
i have always been in awe of actors, i think acting is one of the most difficult things to do, to be someone else when your not sure what it is that lies beneath your own skin. yet they do it with such creativity and confidence, so skillfully that there is no scope for ambiguity.
In the end, much of the hysteria has died down but quriosity and interest hasnt, infact it has grown ten fold. where i stand now it doesnt remain to be an analogy, it is a discovery and i am only in the beginning of it.