“Hamlet”“Was I able to act …?”Yes! I was able to act.Like the changing facial embellishment of colours in acting, suddenly reflected mymind the varying moments of my acting.I felt the satisfactory breathe of acting performance.How it happened…?Unanswerable questions of no use ….Could be because of the complete involvement I rendered towards the character forgetting the personal identity…!If truth be told it could be because of my passion towards the characters and story or could be because of the loving presence of hearty relations as spectators.Yet another incident at some point in me realised the heartfelt blessings of my father and the supreme creator.Anyway I coped to go to the backstage in complete fulfilmentThe grooming players for the next playSome are gearing up their confidence by repeatedly mediating the powerfuldialogues…!Some are picking up tips in vain to emphasize the decorative mix up of face-paint torenovate the personality into character…!Some are in an attempt to amuse the listeners with maximum exaggeration on look tocraft the role of clown…!These are people who dye themselves into the dreamy characters of the storywriter toengage in recreation of diverse emotions and we call them theatre artists…!Hopefully few didn’t identify me as I was with the makeup in drama costume or may possibly be their pretension also. Because that they too are actors as well.In fact to be very open, even I couldn’t identify many of them.Why this paradoxical relation between performers and society? The mind reflected for a while.Amidst came in an individual from the crowd and said, “That was an amazing performance and the play really went well”, appreciated a humble listener.Colourful Bulbs of halogen in plenty got illuminated in my mind as a decorated stage.The “hamlet” might have lived in me. The character might have laboured and died inme without my knowledge.If shakes sphere was alive then he might have taken me to his global theatre and I toowould have grown artistically like…”Laurence Oliver”… (I and my father hadastonished on seeing his wonderfully grant acting) ….When I stood reflecting such old days, petrified my mind for no reason.At what time will it be possible for me to perform “Hamlet” again?How big would be the theatre planet of the world dramatist shakesphere?How lucky I will be if I could visit his place…? (In 2004 I visited his birth place atStratford upon Avon)Acting, writing, staging, music and moreover the devoted life of the actors for suchliterary engagements….God!