This is where it all began |
Picking up a thread, from where I had last time, I am
writing again.
Yes, the urge to write has always been honest. But, the urge
to seek inspiration, I agree has earned some reputation. I won’t wish to still
tag it as procrastination. But, the process of writing, as an art form, has
definitely slowed down.
Thus days went by. After ‘My letters for October’, I really
didn’t write anything much interesting. Today, as I write this piece, I am left
with very little choice or no choice at all. My inspiration, this time over too
is none other than the man, who created that magical drama on celluloid called OCTOBER. The man, Mr Shoojit Sircar.
I’ve been his fan, ever since his first cinematic presentation
of YAHAAN. Yet his imagining of PIKU, PINK and OCTOBER, turned me into a bigger fan of his. Of late, I’ve been
spending a lot of time on YouTube; listening to his interviews, watching the
making of his movies, discovering him share his experiences & learning.
Just then, a post popped up on Instagram. IFTDA (Indian Film & Television
Directors’ Association) had put up a poster, which informed about a Masterclass
to be conducted on May 19. I knew I had to grab this opportunity.
There I was, seeing and listening to the man himself; Mr
Shoojit Sircar (The Storyteller) in conversation with Mr Anjum Rajabali
(Another Storyteller) at the ISKCON Auditorium, in Juhu.
Besides sharing some rare gems about how he respects his
writer, Mr Shoojit Sircar left me feeling rich with an experience, I can’t
define in an ordinary manner. At the same time, he taught me something very
important. The learnt lesson is so significant that it made me grow selfish by
the time, the seminar ended.
I must confess that Mr Shoojit Sircar put all my inner and
outer conflicts to rest. The lesson, I learnt from his conversation, almost magically,
took the shape of meditation. I am in no mood to reveal any details of that
very special lesson. Instead I am going to turn this learning, this meditation
into highest source of inspiration.
This inspiration will lead to something; I haven’t felt
before or associated with either. His words were simple but their intent was extraordinary.
Even though, I was eager to present him with the copy of my
blog, in appreciation of OCTOBER, I hardly
got a chance to meet him in person. But that leaves me with no regrets. There’s
always that next time to hope for and the next moment to be a part of.
Suddenly all the excitement, which seemed to have taken a
backseat, has returned. Yes, the urge to write has always been honest. Yes, the
urge to write will continue being honest.
One person, who made this possible is Mr Shoojit Sircar. If
not today, maybe someday very soon, I am going to sit across and convey my
heartfelt gratitude to him.
Two amazing storytellers in action |
-Virtuous Vociferous | May 20 | May Blog-1 | 2018