Saturday, 27 July 2019

Story time...

I love stories. A well crafted story transports me into the world of its characters. Such is my fascination with stories that they could be in any form - written, spoken, enacted, or presented as a dance drama, they all enthrall me. Give me a good story, I am game for it.

I live with the characters of a story while I am going through it. I laugh and cry (No, I don't sob in a movie) with them, hurt when a favourite character hurts, feel the thrill, feel happy on victories, and a wee bit sad sometimes on failures. I am not averse to taking inspiration from characters. I sometimes also try to understand the reasons behind the actions of the characters. Makes me feel a part of a story.

If there is technology involved in the storytelling, I just might fall for it. I enjoyed 3D movies. But, my first 4D movie had me mesmerised.

Why am I so? Honestly, I don't know. I don't care. That's how I am. I simply love a good story.

Stories help me leave behind my worries and tensions. A good story takes me into the world of its reality - its intrigue, romance, love, smiles and laughter, success and failure, life lessons, and more. Stories have so much to offer, it's almost uncanny sometimes.

I love them even when they help me understand something deeper. Like tales from mythology. Those tales have layers of stories about who we were, who we are, and why. They are riveting accounts of the society that we formed and are inherently engrossing for the reason. It is a great stimulant to the mind and heart to know how we have changed, and what are the good, bad and maybe ugly of our existence. Mythological tales spur the mind to go back for the good that we had. Of course, without a twist in those tales by vested interest.

As for me, as I said, I love stories. Always will. They are my truest friends.


 

     

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