The problem with a story is it makes you believe things.
Things which you can’t have.
Things which you know you can’t have.
Because everything outside you tells you so.
Because you never had them before.
Because you can’t.
And the problem with belief is,
It has nothing to do with what’s outside you.
So how do you choose?
Well, the choice is always the same.
You do what the rest of the world says.
Because the thing about stories is,
They have a protagonist.
They have a center.
But in life, who can claim to be the center?
So you do what the rest of the world asks,
What the rest of the world commands.
Because in the eyes of most of the world,
You’re a peripheral.
An extra.
A shadow passing in front of a camera which isn’t even focused on you.
But you know the first rule about acting?
There are no small parts, only small actors.
And when you look inside, you don’t feel like a small actor,
You don’t feel like a character at all.
You feel like an epic,
A woven tapestry of fates and dreams and loves and freeze framed moments.
Because the other thing about life is, there’s a camera on all of us. |