My First Drama
I played my first Drama at the age of 15 when I was studying in 10th standard. I was not a good artist, at least never happened to be judged as good one. But somehow I managed to do good. I was given a role of a student who was studying in 10th class. So I didn't had to put much of my so-called artistic effort. But I should mention that, at that time I didn't even known the meaning of "Art". Just a Beginner, in this world of great artists, who was trying to take his first steps of life as a child.
It was the time of half yearly examinations. I was supposed to be very weak in Mathematics. A fear of mathematical problem always existed in me since inception. So I had my Math exam. The very look of 3 pages long question paper made me sick. I started solving the paper. Slowly, I slowed down, or it could be said that the toughness of questions made me slow. The time was ticking..I had only 3hrs to complete 30 questions. Sweat started coming down from every part of my body and suddenly I realised that my whole shirt is wet. "Oh God! what should I do now", I murmured to myself. I never failed in any of my subjects till now in my entire life. So the situation was pretty bad. To make the situation worse there came abdominal pain. Everything happened so instantly that I didn't had time even to give a thought to it. Time was ticking away and unsolved questions lay ahead of me like pacific ocean. So it was a long journey to be travelled in no time. Chances were minimal that I could make it in time. The doors were getting closed one by one. Then suddenly some one knocked at the door. I saw a slight ray of hope peeping out at me. It was "artist" in me.
Only way out of this mess was to get rid of the paper strategically. Strategy was to act as if am sick. I layed down on the desk...made my face as if I was going to collapse. The invigilators were taking round. Whenever they came close to me I was more sick than i was when they were away. I was waiting to get noticed. It took some time, don't remember how much but, pretty much. Then one of the invigilator enquired whether everything was OK. Sensing the emergency of the situation he asked me to leave. A sigh of relief crossed my face, thank god it went unnoticed. I got out of there ASAP.
Well, all these made me feel guilty but never mind, at least I discovered that am not a bad dramatist. The only thing was that, the drama which was ought to be played on stage, I played in real life. Much less, let alone..."Life is a drama in itself in which you ought to play many roles..."
It was the time of half yearly examinations. I was supposed to be very weak in Mathematics. A fear of mathematical problem always existed in me since inception. So I had my Math exam. The very look of 3 pages long question paper made me sick. I started solving the paper. Slowly, I slowed down, or it could be said that the toughness of questions made me slow. The time was ticking..I had only 3hrs to complete 30 questions. Sweat started coming down from every part of my body and suddenly I realised that my whole shirt is wet. "Oh God! what should I do now", I murmured to myself. I never failed in any of my subjects till now in my entire life. So the situation was pretty bad. To make the situation worse there came abdominal pain. Everything happened so instantly that I didn't had time even to give a thought to it. Time was ticking away and unsolved questions lay ahead of me like pacific ocean. So it was a long journey to be travelled in no time. Chances were minimal that I could make it in time. The doors were getting closed one by one. Then suddenly some one knocked at the door. I saw a slight ray of hope peeping out at me. It was "artist" in me.
Only way out of this mess was to get rid of the paper strategically. Strategy was to act as if am sick. I layed down on the desk...made my face as if I was going to collapse. The invigilators were taking round. Whenever they came close to me I was more sick than i was when they were away. I was waiting to get noticed. It took some time, don't remember how much but, pretty much. Then one of the invigilator enquired whether everything was OK. Sensing the emergency of the situation he asked me to leave. A sigh of relief crossed my face, thank god it went unnoticed. I got out of there ASAP.
Well, all these made me feel guilty but never mind, at least I discovered that am not a bad dramatist. The only thing was that, the drama which was ought to be played on stage, I played in real life. Much less, let alone..."Life is a drama in itself in which you ought to play many roles..."
posted by Nair | 10:38 am
1 Comments:
Agreed - schools do prepare you well for the mad bad world, I came out beautifully as the uncrowned queen of drama. It helps me a lot in college now. Eventually you mature and become so polished that you even amaze yourself with the ease with which you fool the teachers.
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