He makes up our stories

A woman is dancing her limbs sideways and skywards. Some people are doing their clockwise rounds .A pocket is walking, bulging with the seventies  film music. Some times you come in my thoughts…

We saw how stories were  made up in  our yesterday’s movie spectacle . It is quite a  spectacle to see how he makes up each of our stories as we walk our clockwise rounds or sit on green benches. The stories are ever changing . The story teller makes such a mess of our characters, each of which is a story in itself  running beyond the plot-line.

The story teller enjoys a perfect freedom to tinker with  the plot .He makes us sometimes go beyond our outlines. We tremble out of the plot. Like the woman whose lateral dance  threatens to demolish space.


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