My Play

By Author: Lin Salcedo
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An intense play got staged 28 yrs ago. It started out pretty damn fine, with its casts seem to know what they're doing. In its infinity, all is perfect, whole & complete. The main character breezed thru it like a child frolicking in the park. She believed in a power far greater than her which flows thru her veins. The one sitting in the chair opened herself to the wisdom within. She thought to herself this is gonna be one hell of a show. But slowly, reality squeezed in. The main character suddenly found herself in a limbo. Even the other casts had trouble gettin'on with their part. It begun to struggle with high notes, sharps & lots of flat notes in between. The audience got stunned. Many times, total silence enveloped the air. The one sitting in the chair lost its balance countless times. Each time, the play somehow bounced back. Each time the people applauded. But each time, the main character weakened. & each time, the one sitting in the chair was short of breath. Some of the casts found their exit. There where extras that came, & ultimately had to go. But the main character & the one sitting in the chair ...
... remained. For this is their show. Thank God most of the casts played along. Cause if they didn't, they wouldn't have witnessed the entrance of the new star. It was welcomed with such pride & honor. Gave such inspiration. But the one who brought it in left for reasons even he will never be able to justify. The new star is oblivious of the many twists & turns in the play. But who cares. The play would not have been as meaningful, rather effective, if not for those. The main character thought to herself what I need to know will be revealed to me in the right time, space & sequence. The one sitting in the chair taught her how to maintain the gateway to wisdom open. For if it is, the flat notes will have no power over her & the play. The main character found herself in the rhythm & flow of the ever-changing breeze. She started to learn how to cross bridges with ease, & with the new star by her side. The play isn't even halfway done. The one sitting in the chair would have had edited most of the flat notes if only she had the power to do so. Maybe she does. But like what a fine lady once told her, unfortunately,time can't be reversed. & that fine lady is right. Even though, the show must go on. By now, the main character regained the spirit, the will to stand up & courage to face the play head on. The one sitting in the chair knows deep in her heart that when the curtains drop, the audience will be lacking of words to utter. But that's fine. The main character will still be standing in the stage with her head up high. The one sitting in the chair will finally stand up & say bravo lin! bravo!.
About the Author: The one sitting in the chair wrote this on the eve of her birthday. She considers this recent birthday of hers as the most ‘peaceful' & by far, the most meaningful in her entire existence. She spent the night with her girlfriends. And the day with her son, Macky Source: www.isnare.com