Reaching There

Scene 1 FADE IN INT: TWO FRIENDS SITTING IN A CAR, WAITING FOR A TRAFFIC LIGHT TO GO GREEN.  A How can you stay silent (all the time)? B Hmm, An acute case of neurosis, or perhaps some kind of autism spectrum disorder, or you know what it could be that I lack necessary social skills? A Don't kid me. I'm really serious about this! B It could be any of these or most likely none. I'm not crazy, although my mother never had me tested. A bit of Sheldon Cooper here (laughs). A Come on! I'm worried about you, man! B It's just the way I am. I've been programmed to not to talk a lot! The word programmed didn't help my case much, did it? A You gotta tell me more. B The best possible way I can describe myself is, I am lost! It's a strange word, on one hand it implies being doomed but it can also mean I'm lost in some profound thoughts. So which one is it? Um, well it depends on the time of day. A...

AT THE END by Pushkar Bajpai SCENE 1 FADE IN INT: A BUSTLING OFFICE IN A HIGH-RISE. PEOPLE STARING AT THEIR COMPUTER MONITORS. A YOUNG MAN INCLINING BACK ON HIS CHAIR WITH HIS HANDS RESTING ON HIS CHIN. ANOTHER MAN STANDING BESIDES HIM WITH HIS LEGS SHAKING NERVOUSLY. MAN (slightly perturbed): The deadline is in just another hour! YOUNG MAN (calm and relaxed): Oye! It's fine. I kinda work better under pressure. I know about the deadline, just chill...this will be the best report..I tell you (smiles). FADE OUT SCENE 2 FADE IN INT: A ROOM CLUTTERED WITH BOOKS AND USED CLOTHES LYING AROUND. A YOUNG MAN LYING LAZILY ON A BED STARING AT THE CEILING. A NONCHALANT LOOK ON HIS FACE. FADE IN YOUNG MAN (wondering and talking to himself) What time is it? ....oh my God! I need to get up and have my breakfast. (phone rings) Hey, I'll be there in another 1 hour...I promise (he jumps up to get ready). FADE OUT SCENE 3 FADE I...

I don't know whether you've heard of Johannesburg based rock band, The Parlotones . They have some of the best songs I have heard in a while. Their 2009 album "A World Next Door to Yours" is worth a listen each time I play it. Anyways, I was listening to a song "I'll Be There". It has a beautiful melody but the lines that kind of got stuck within the corners of my brain go like this: Another love song A silly love song But it's our song And it's forever A simple set of lines but with a strong sense of intimacy and naivety. Intimacy, of course, because it's "our" song. Naivety, not in the sense the world (or dictionary defines it) looks at it, but in a way the emotions of intimacy (and simplicity) washes through any prejudices or worldliness. It was nice breath of fresh air. You can listen to the acoustic version here . This doesn't end here. I had this urge to define something that's my own. My own "love...