How long have I rowed through the river of hope obstinately, unto the shores in
quest of my dream? How long have I clung to those void pages, those vacuous words?
"We would now write a story and thy name be script" said my friend. Days passed, dark interludes, ash trays filled with buds of creativity. Nothing seemed brilliant, not that spark of
fiery insolence to stereotypes seen anywhere in those
stories...well..past is past.That fatuous certificate which said that 'Renjith is now a Post Grad in Communication' had
given me enough to experiment with, enough to impress for starters, falling short of practical applications. Being that insane scriptwriter who
crafted stupidities to satisfy his perverted soul, calling professional
cinematographers, directors and actors at awkward times to tell the
stories that thrived within! Being that lousy journalist who worked
night shifts at a technology magazine, being part of the creative team
of that m'Ad' agency, coffee cups filled with vodka, eccentric thoughts filling the smoky air, we won much notoriety than fame, didn't we?
Now, this day is marked in a scarlet letter. When I
write these lines, I have already resigned from all those wallet
filling jobs I had and had instead filled my soul with gratification, a sense of delight. Starting an e-commerce clothing portal along
with my friends was never an easy decision, but the entrepreneurial bug was destined to bite. All that is left to witness my words this night are
some movie review tabs that's opened besides this tab, waiting for me to
be copied, mixed, tweaked and published as a new review in an almost
unknown news portal that feeds my starving stomach for the cheap
freelance masturbation I'm doing. #loveforlongsentences
What made me talk so much today? Yeah, well those stupid things we did as amateurs make us think about the past and blabber about it to the whole world who would never even know our blogs exist.
This one particular short film I did few years back at college made me r.o.f.l.m.a.o...Obsession for existential profundity? Striving to wear the tag of uncanny intelligence? What did I mean by this one. What was I really thinking when I made it..or was I really thinking at all.
Anyway here's that crime I did! Posting this coz I know thou art not be the spectator, my dear blog reader(the myth)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_PfwcL5vkhU
What made me talk so much today? Yeah, well those stupid things we did as amateurs make us think about the past and blabber about it to the whole world who would never even know our blogs exist.
This one particular short film I did few years back at college made me r.o.f.l.m.a.o...Obsession for existential profundity? Striving to wear the tag of uncanny intelligence? What did I mean by this one. What was I really thinking when I made it..or was I really thinking at all.
Anyway here's that crime I did! Posting this coz I know thou art not be the spectator, my dear blog reader(the myth)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_PfwcL5vkhU
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