I think I am still the same. Last week I had a dream which woke me up, though this is not the case most of the times. It was not any horrendous or perilous dream. But the reason was something which made me realize - my heart still resides at the same place, though I came long way from there. A part of the dream went like this.
I am on stage along with 3/4 people performing a scene where dialogues need to be delivered without any break. In other words, a very short crisp scene. I delivered my first dialogue properly thereby maintaining the scene, then I forget the next one. My chance was coming up. I was feeling restless. I was trying to recollect but without success. And then my sequence came. Abruptly I opened my eyes and was relieved to find myself on bed and not on any stage.
Frankly speaking, still want to go back to those days. No time is enough to draw me out from there.
I am on stage along with 3/4 people performing a scene where dialogues need to be delivered without any break. In other words, a very short crisp scene. I delivered my first dialogue properly thereby maintaining the scene, then I forget the next one. My chance was coming up. I was feeling restless. I was trying to recollect but without success. And then my sequence came. Abruptly I opened my eyes and was relieved to find myself on bed and not on any stage.
Frankly speaking, still want to go back to those days. No time is enough to draw me out from there.