A child.....His family....His friends....His tears... His anger.... His despair....His fears...
His world.... all his.... yet still yours..
A little sweet, a little sour,
A little close, not too far.
A story.. a lot of his.. a bit of yours...A story known...yet unrealised...A story clearly real.. yet magic embedded...
You walk in the hall as you.. and even before you are half way through.. you are him. And as you walk out..the luminescence lingers...the melody haunts ...
Let me in without a shout,
Let me in I have a doubt,
There are more, many more,
Many many many more like me..
6 comments:
The movie really well made.... and feels good to see u have carved out a great meaning out of the same... identifying urself wid Ishaan.... the
undebatable representative of all the children... "Many many many more".. like him...
nicely written.. as usual...keep going...!!!!!
Haven't got around to see the phillum, as usual.
havent seen it as of yet .. like ur way of describing it though. Somewhere in life all of us all of us have wondered ..WHY??
@ Stanley and screwdriver...
GO SEE IT.Period.
they are like the stars bestowed upon earth by the universe...lost in their own enigma of dreams...wanting to be free from the daily juggles of life...praying for the wings to fly...they have it in them to touch the sky....GIVE THEM THE WINGS....very well expressed...shows that you have actually felt for the child...
:)
Beautifully reviewed!
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