Reel may not always seem 'real' but it's always originated from real
"Wedding on a vacation?! Who does that?" Yelled Shristi clearly not pleased with the idea.
"Why not?!" Asked Vishal raising his brows.
"Well if you do, we'll be the first ones...
Controlling myself, sucking the blood that oozed out of my finger I walked towards the cupboard in search of a band-aid. The songs played by the non-living T.V circled my ears accompanied by the running water in the kitchen. I rushed to the kitchen after placing a band-aid on my finger and offed the tap. Stumbling on my way to the dining table I finally settled on a chair and re-read the letter that was stuck to the fridge.
Early shoot again, sorry will be back by tomorrow evening. I see, you're working on a new script! Best of luck! Don't overwork yourself. Take care :)
Sighing I ate the burnt dosa and stared at the blank word on the laptop. Every word, every line, every paragraph I type has the same fate- my index finger falls back on that 'delete' button. Exhausted by this block I tried to gulp it down with a glass of water. Brainwashed by my own self procrastination I stared at the window.
Blazing and firing gold rays peeped through the white blinds. Drop by drop cold sweat prickled down my spine. I guess summer's heat totally occluded my gate of creations.
Frustrated, I closed my eyes. Memories of childhood flooded and are being slowly played by my brain. Who needs a screen, when your brain can be one? I put my head down and wondered what an oblivious mind would do? Can a person live without memories? Before I could get answers darkness embraced and gave me comfort.
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