The Flight The moment when you first realise the power of the medium of theatre to change your life is often life-changing in itself. Here is Amrisha’s story of her ‘first time’
Amrisha Sinha
part of this play loosened up some of the knots in our heads and muscles, especially when we came for practice.
In the world that we live in today, we are so busy analyzing our own pain, reviewing it again and again, that we become blind to other’s sufferings. Being a part of the play ‘Neev se Udaan Tak’ made me understand what it feels like when someone cares. Life in a boarding school can be very heady sometimes. Expectations from teachers, parents and friends are mutual for both, a boarding and a day school. But I feel that it is more so in a boarding school, seeing that you spend more time with your friends and teachers, away from family and hence, sometimes away from much-needed attention. Our school takes the Founder’s Day celebration very seriously. Classes stop and the entire school comes together to make the two-day-affair as perfect, entertaining and comfortable for the parents and guests as possible. With all the pressure from the teachers, this is a time when students are most frustrated, angry, pressurized and tired. Being a
When our director first came to school in November of last year, there was no script. When he came back in March, there was still no script. Instead, there was music. The play did not have any dialogues. It was birthed out of a series of workshops and a bank of experiences of the 30 young individuals who were chosen to be part of it. I feel a sense of melancholy when I think about the process we all went through to build the final production. The name of the play, “Neev Se Udaan Tak”, which translates into “From the Foundation to the Flight”, signifies the processes of growth that we young people go through. These process were represented on stage in seven parts. These were: Being, Life Stories, Threats, Awakening, Freedom (Coming Together) and Hope. I can hear the music from the tracks in my head as I write this. The workshop sessions, through which the final production was built had us bawling, screaming in anger and in fear, trying to shed our baggage and in the process bearing out our deepest fears, laughing