Scene 2 The lights gradually flicker and fade and shift to the middle of the stage where O is looking in their direction. She is unkempt, wearing pyjamas and a loose t-shirt. With her hair in a perfunctory knot. She’s clearly not interested in dressing up or looking good. An indefinite amount of time has […]
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The Circadian Rhythm- A play by Akash Dey Part 2
Posted: 27th April 2014 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: act, allegory, art, beach, bhatia, brave, change, constant, consultant, Fire, heart, interesting, life, lion, money, office, pablo, play, professor, ruth, scene, sex, table
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The Circadian Rhythm – A play by Akash Dey Part 1
Posted: 27th April 2014 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: act 1, akash, art, bhatia, blood, brave, circadian, dey, hearts, husband, lion, o, pablo, painful, petite, poetry, ruth, scene, third, violent
Cast O: A woman who liked to date Pablo: The poet who only speaks in rhyme Ruth: A psychotic old friend of O’s Brave Lion: The corporate stooge Parmveer Singh Bhatia: The gentlemanly scholar The Husband: The man who O ends up with Act 1 Scene […]
He and She
Posted: 25th April 2014 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: abstract, and, animals, artist, beautiful, death, drive, facts, he, live, movies, music, reason, rhyme, routine, scientist, she, travel, tv, ugly, walk
He was an artist. She was a scientist. He liked abstract concepts, she liked facts. He abhorred certainty, she found comfort in routine. She frowned, he smiled. She worried; he let life roll gently by. She liked to dance, he had two left feet. He liked to hike in the forests and the mountains, she […]
A Dreamscape
Posted: 24th April 2014 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: comforted, creation, dreamscape, fly, frightened, goddess, happy, horrors, insanity, meadow, mountains, nothingness, oblivion, ocean, shadows, she, swim, valleys
She teetered on the edge of wonderful insanity, or so she thought sometimes. She waltzed in and out of mosaic dreamscapes littered with unimaginable beauty and utter horrors. She was perplexed yet happy with what was happening. She thought she must be cocooned in some parallel universe. Perhaps one of her own making, was she […]
The Stranger
Posted: 23rd April 2014 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: age, alone, beer, Catch 22, chaos, conversation, data, desire, drifted, drink, embrace, grief, journeys, milestone, mirth, nowhere, road, stranger, town
He drifted into yet another town, a stranger whose eyes belied his true age. He had stopped ageing otherwise since he embraced the life he really wanted to live. Eons had passed in but a few years and time had left him by the wayside. As usual he made his way into the local tavern […]
My Dad- A Eulogy
Posted: 21st April 2014 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: adventures, best, bond, cloudiest, crazy, dad, dead, death, doubts, eulogy, friend, grandson, grief, guide, happiness, idea, integrity, lived, love, miss, mom, soul, sunshine, time, unconditional, whispers, you
More than 4 years have gone since I last heard your sage advice and received that unconditional love. Your voice is fading like faint whispers on the ether of time. Yet you live on through me and mom; through Aditya and your daughter in law; and through your grandson who you couldn’t see. What wonderful […]