I glare at my shadow, I want to kill myself what I have done today.
I look at the sand, there were memories of grains which I want to hide under my feet.
I watch the waves of ocean, several memories are falling under my feet which makes my feet cold.
I stare at my wounds, it resemble the effects of mistakes I made to prove my love with HER".
Today morning I woke up early as it was D-Day. Sridevi was hosting an function. I thought, the show that was I planned everything right, but at the end of the day, I finally realized the way the things planned were not meant to be right and not good. She stood up at the dais, speaking her experience as how she came to join in this project of movie name "Prema Pakshi" (Love Bird), how was the environment with co-workers and how was the screen presence with hero and appreciated him (I really hated to mention this part and don't know how he became an actor). Overall crew of the movie was present at the show praising the director a lot how he handled the story, which was always routine. When I was watching some foreign movies in the past, at particular scene I remind of this director Chandra and may be I must praise him how precisely he copied the exact scene. And next comes the hero of this Audio function, the music director Chamanke (Pet name) delivers astonishing music which he takes out bits and pieces of some of the best foreign pop songs ever. Director himself unknown about this fact either the audience. They were several others figures in the show and worst of them was Anchor Priya. I don't have any words to create impact on her.
Everyone in the audience screaming, whistling, clapping, smiling and some other were busy in clicking every second of her movement that makes them publish their website. But my eyes was connected to only person out of several hundred people at Lalitha kala bhavan. Within the scariest noises, unimpressed persons at the stage, horrible sweating due to rush, without enough air to breath, bhavan looks like den. Every time I thought of a dream at beautiful location.that strikes my heart and mind and strikes apart. Sridevi smiling heartfully and sitting on the rock like the way she seated on the dais. Screaming noises that was coming from the audience resembles the music made by the rocks at the water fountain, which is besides the rock she was sitting, that was coming from the hill top. The trees around us provide the air by fanning their leaves even withing the horrible sweating at the show. Sun rays reflect on the water to give lighting to the surroundings as clickings from the cameras. Clouds above on our heads gives shelter to us. As I was dreaming, Vijay came to me and disturbs it. He told an inconvenient truth. After hearing the words, the entire dreams breaks and collapses to the ground. I was shocked, surprised, fired, jumped up the seat. At the point, my body not in control of me.
