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December 1, 2010

It was 2 AM and Antony Therroth was in his own world, deep in concentration!

As he sat there on his front lawn under the bright tube light that he had specially installed, he could see the brilliant backwaters of the interconnected Vembanadu Kayal. Even though he now lived in Kochi, he always made it a point to travel to his Tharavadu in Kavalam when he had something to write.

The water was as still and dark as the night itself; the air was crisp, clean and had a chilly nip to it. This was really one of those last vestiges of unpolluted nature!

“Hope it always remains like this forever,” he thought.

The words, the thoughts, the sentences and the structure kept magically flowing out of his mind that he had to keep writing, without any respite. On one hand, he wanted to take a break and get some sleep; on the other, he was almost afraid to put the pen down!

Antony was a script writer in the Malayalam Film Industry and for the past two months, he had been working on a single idea, but until that day, the idea had never actually materialized into a proper script. It was unfortunate because unlike the olden days, the industry now which recognized the stars and the directors, paid scant respect to the most important component of the film making process: “The Script”. In other words, the writers were not paid enough and for a living, he had to keep churning out good material, just to survive.

He had been urged by many people to take up direction as well, because that it how it worked in an industry with relatively smaller budgets, but as he knew, he never had the aptitude to become a successful director.

He could paint pictures, scenes and emotions on paper using his powerful tool: “Malayalam” but he knew that he could never do that on film. In the age of the “masala” movie, a genre which he could not neither understand nor comprehend, he was thankful that a few directors still made movies with substance; the old way.

Finally at around 3 AM, he had captured the basic points of his new tale and was feeling extremely happy with himself when he was joined by his wife Anna.

She asked, “Are you done for the day or are you still going to sit here till dawn?

He looked at her as she stood by the banks of the lake and said, “Yes, I am done for the day but I am still not yet done with the script.”

In riposte, she asked, “When are you ever done with a script? I know that you are never satisfied with anything you write!

He replied, “This is the way my mind works! There are stories to be told; told better and I can never stop developing a story.

Athe, athe… I know,” she said.

He walked up to her by the bank, hugged her tightly and said, “The real irony in this business is that there are always millions of stories to be told; millions, just like the drops of water in an ocean. But what we need to realize is that every story in that ocean can potentially have the depth even greater than the Marina Trench!

And he continued, “That is exactly why I never get satisfied with anything I write. The more I write; the deeper and more multi dimensional it gets!

As they stood there side by side; enjoying the privacy that the night had to offer, he softly said, “I just hope that this script is accepted by the audience and the critics alike!

She replied, “It surely will! I am sure about it!”

He asked “And how are you so certain about it even before you have read it?”

Well, my dear husband, it is simple,” she said; “The average movie viewer is always completely confused by your film and so proclaims it to be a good film!

What does that mean?” he asked.

She replied with a tease, “All I wanted to say is that I want you to be a “Padmarajan”; and not an “Adoor Gopalakrishnan”!

10 Comments leave one →
  1. December 1, 2010 9:54 am

    Sorry OG…couldnt get the drift between Padmarajan and Adoor…I think that both of them have done very well in whatever they wrote. Explain, plz….

    • December 1, 2010 9:57 am

      Is it do with the depth of narration ???? Am just re-reading the post to understand it better.

  2. December 1, 2010 10:55 am

    I don’t know who Padmarajan orAdoor Gopalakrishnan are but yeah your style of narrating a story is nice… simple yet catchy

  3. December 1, 2010 12:58 pm

    Dint understand much, but liked the way you’ve written the entire post… do explain plsss

  4. December 1, 2010 3:51 pm

    @ everyone, Thanks!
    yes it had to do with the depth of the narration. P’s films were understood by one and all, and they are classics, while AG’s films were great but very hard to understand.

    kinda like the first time u see MAtrix…….. long long back!

  5. December 1, 2010 4:30 pm

    LOL, and I wish atleast half of the script writers today think this way ! The malayalam film industry has never been this worse, even when Shakeela ruled the box office for sometime !
    OG: hahahaha!

  6. December 1, 2010 4:43 pm

    So, I did get it right !!! Not bad at all…I thot I had lost it…. 😉
    OG: 😀 😀 yes u did!

  7. December 4, 2010 6:17 pm

    I agree….malayalam cinema is in dire need of good script writers… 😐 😛

  8. December 4, 2010 7:32 pm

    When I read the title.. I read it as ‘Azham’.. after completing the post only I got it as ‘aazham’ 😀 😀

    As always real good read 🙂 surely a film is based on script and why our movies can’t be on world stage is because of this…

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