Sunday, 27 January 2008

Requiem

Requiem


As the last of the white ivories fluttered, the audience was left enraptured by the beautiful requiem that unfolded before them. A play on their emotions that brought them to incredible highs and abysses of lows. Though it ended, the elegance remained. The director sensing this pumped his fist of triumph.

Every play before seemed like a sideshow and the play after was no better. Calm impatience ruled as both cast, crew and director alike waited for the results. The teacher's play seemed no more than an insult.

The final curtain call before the results were to be announced. Everyone sat in anticipation.

With one of his actresses clinching the 'Best Actress' award, he cheered at the expected surprise. There was never a doubt there were only 2 real candidates for the prize and both were in his tragedy. Yet, the bigger prize awaited. The "Best Play' award. The air of anticipation reigned. Expecting the award yet prepared for the upset, the words plummeted from the mouths of the emcees. It was almost as if it were a requiem. "Black Jack" won and once again he drew a joker. His face dropped. Disappointment stole his win. He never knew how to be a gracious winner and he wasn't planning to learn how to be one. They lost again. Or have they?

What his team managed to do was to show the audience Life. His actors weren't acting. They were their character. No longer were they separate entities but one body. By making the audience move and feel the way they wanted, they achieved the ultimate triumph. It wasn't about the award anymore; it was the consensus that everyone heard the most beautiful requiem of their lives.

The director secretly pumped that same fist of triumph and stood proud.

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I think it's sad how people only look at the surface. Everyone congratulates the cast but not the crew. It is as if the play could take its form without the crew. I made it a point to group people together and thank them. Yet, I wonder how many others have forgotten about them. Admittedly, it's the cast who has to face the pressure of acting in front of many. But the crew is the one who makes it happen. There are many times we forget to thank people, making them go underappreciated. I think each person should make it a point to thank others for their contributions. I speak because i similarly feel the same. I put in a lot of effort, more than anyone else unless named Z. But no one bothered to thank me. Maybe I'm just too sensitive. But I am a very sensitive person. Or how would i be able to direct Requiem?

Yet, sometimes I think I'm already thanked. Thanked by that beautiful play put up. No words can express how proud i felt.