Shakespeare has said, "All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players;"
We say we couldn't agree more. Every time someone close to us dies, we revert back to this quote to give our aching hearts some solace.
Our life is a script that we are handed out at the beginning. It is a script with definite entries and exits but no middle. Aristotle would be really mad at the scriptwriter. How is this play even a play if it doesn't agree with the basic rule? Where is the 'middle'? We're supposed to write the middle, in our own words; writing whatever makes us comfortable.
And so, we become the writers of our own destiny. We're the performers too; and like every performer, we've diligently practiced all our lines, the entry and the exit. But as the curtain starts to fall, we realize that maybe we haven't given our best. What if the best is yet to come? What if we could do better than we did? What if we don't want to exit?
The curtain has fallen now but we can still listen to the claps. It shows how our time on the stage was appreciated, no matter how limited it was. We feel happy that we've touched lives unknowingly and that we'd be remembered forever because of what we did.
Yes, we didn't want to exit but we did and it was inevitable. What matters is the fact that our deeds live on. Maybe these are just sweet words to make ourselves understand that what happens is for the best.
Irrfan Khan, a renowned name in the film industry, passed away on 29th April. I was deeply saddened by his untimely demise; it felt unfair that such an artist left us in a time where he didn't even receive the kind of farewell that he deserved. After Alan Rickman and Chester Bennington, Irrfan Khan's death was what felt like a personal loss. It seemed that the late actor had just begun giving us the movies we deserved in an industry where true art doesn't get recognized so easily.
Irrfan's journey is proof that talent can alone take you to positions that you deserve. He was a humble man, having humbler origins but his passion made him what he was till the day he breathed his last. It is a truly irreplaceable loss and the heartbroken fans will have a hard time coping with it. It was surely not his time to exit the stage but the claps are proof that his time was thoroughly enjoyed by the audience. Of course, it is never enough. So the heart will still want more of his work to come up but alas.
Life is unpredictable. It is often compared to a play or a film. The thought of Irrfan's life to be compared to a film anuses me. For an actor like him, is real life any different from reel life? For all I feel is that Irrfan poured a bit of himself in every character that he played and that is the reason his sudden exit from the screen is so sad. But the director has said "cut" even though neither he, nor his audience were prepared for it.
The scene is complete and Irrfan has exited, handing over the rest of the story to the others, to complete; to carry on his legacy; the revolution he brought to Indian cinema.
Irrfan sir, you'll be dearly missed. I, as an ardent fan, hope that you continue entertaining people in the afterlife.
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