Thursday, September 04, 2003

A Tragic Saga

Life now is staged, rehearsed. We are all characters in a play, acting out roles according to what the playwright dictates - every line of speech, every action or movement written identify us. It is decided that there has to be a pleasant conclusion, so we, being protagonists in each of the playwright's dramas, carry out the playwright's orders, even if it means going against individual instincts, ultimately to seek that absolute happy ending the audience looks forward to. Of course, what would a play be without sorrows or conflicts? Throw in several obstacles to let the character deal with, add a climax to spice things up, and finally resolve with the protagonist defeating all odds to emerge victorious. And there we have it, the hero/heroine of the day, the perfect model for the audience and more importantly, instant success, perhaps even a Nobel prize for the playwright. .

Everything is mapped out according to the writer's wishes, and the character simply plays along for the Master. How much longer does this play-acting have to continue? The character is clueless. He doesnt hold the pen, he only waits for his future to be penned. All he knows he that he has to continue acting to please his Master.

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