Saturday, October 23, 2010

That Thing About Writers

And I was asked to interview him. How as a child I always wanted to have a glimpse of his demeanor . He was and still is my favourite writer. The connection isn't esoteric , unlike the other things in life. I like his words , and the way he veils some , and says a lot, more than one can decipher. He forages the readers mind and hits exactly on the subject that would excite them. And in my case, I'm simply dumbstruck by his language!
He had a subtle hint of youth on his face, making him more attractive than those of his age. Attraction has different weird laws, those which are culpable to ruin hearts and brain , mine was just normal, I'm usually not used to being attached.
Nevertheless that was not the topic of concern. I had to focus on this interview . Its the only thing that pays .

And he lit up his cigar carefully, and with dreamy eyes overlooked my presence, while I watched him like a puppy wailing for attention. And after , I suppose, pondering upon each and every thing in our vicinity , he noticed I was there to interview him. Felt like euphoria (sorry for exaggerating). 

My heart doubled the beat , while he smiled, and said " Yeah . Lets start "
I wondered is the thing I'll next do as exotic as his gesture, but never mind, I'll begin, the time of my life .
" Sir , How did you decide to enter this field ?  I mean writing was a scarcely populated profession in India while you must have decided to take it up. Din't the other professions lure you ? "

He passed me a humble glimpse, and said " Never . I'm not lured by things tangible by instinct . I always believed there's a power in some selective people of this world , by which they rule minds of the rest of the people. I wanted   such clout . And so here I am. I love Bryan Adams by the way . Do you ? "

What was that !!
" ofcourse I do sir. He's epic ! "

He passed a smile again. This time, an unadjustable one.

Ohkay .. So I'll move to my next question .

" Sir do you believe in legends ? "
He dreamily looked away from me, as if I drifted him into some other world, and with a meaningful smile , spoke
" If only men were immortal , I would have believed in legends. They die along with the people who took them as legends. There's nothing like legends "

Deep thought. Burp !
" Sir are you a liar or you stick to the veracity of words "
He : " I'm human. Thats all I've known till now. And you my girl, must change this categorical chase. What fits in , is always out of this world ;) "

I like the my girl and the bonus wink . And it all made me profusely blush!

" Sir ... "
" Call me Riyaan "
:D
I think he'll add me on Facebook now !!

" Sure Riyaan. what according to you is growing old ? "
" Just like old times and memories, age also learns to wither . For good or for bad, I certainly want to witness an age of obvious oblivion. No one would then at least blame me for the things I forget. I can be choosy in remembering  with wish and will "

I looked at my diary on which I was writing his answers . I wanted to know which one of them will count as answers anyway . 
I resumed .

" Riyaan , Whats Love ? "
Riyaan submerged his eyelids into each other. His face looked beautiful as if carved after taking time, carved after giving love.

And then he took a long breath and said.
" someone will adore the air I breathe , and understand my silent arcs and my consequent lust . Love will be unsaid, just in her eyes and floating freely in my heart "

I took time to understand his words . They were indeed lovely .

" So you believe in silent love ? "

" Yes. Whats spoken is for mere pleasure . I just failed to define it. How can someone love and define too ? "
I was in awe of his words. How can some things, as mere as words, make you feel brimmed with things beyond your understanding ? 
I asked again , this time, out of curiosity , " So you are in love ? "
Though I would feel a pang of jealousy if he says yes , but my boss might get happy if I get a straight answer to this one .
He smiled. Me too . And said , " Till I'm not done with the definition of love , I can't get close to it. I guess I'll take my own time figuring things out. "

And I took it to be a no. 

" ok Riyaan. Thank you for all this time. I am enlightened by your presence. Hope your next book comes out soon. We're desperately waiting !! " and wondered if I'm sounding fake after my last line.
And he , just smiled, and said " Thank you "

While on my way back I wondered what pleasure it gives people like Riyaan to play with words. Its not like playing with someones mind . But more like playing with your own mind and soul, everytime looking for what you would want , what you have always wanted. And airing them in a way , that your words, no matter how crisp , rude or vulgar , will be adored.

Power will stay in their hands. I feel like the pawn . 
And he did add me on facebook !
:D



This is from the editor herself :)


21 comments:

  1. delight t read.. really beutiful game of words..
    is it a real interview??

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  2. an interesting and pleasureable read!

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  3. nice nice nice nice!!!!!!

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  4. Great post. loved the lines"Love will be unsaid, just in her eyes and floating freely in my heart "
    some day some one will be taking your interview in the same way ms editor :)

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  5. GREAT!!!
    You are him-because you write the words which we read as coming from him!!!
    So just imagine how cool this is!! well written..

    -Saumya

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  6. loved the definition of love...pure and serene...
    very well written boss!

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  7. And its all fiction girls .. no such interview took place

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  8. it was pleasant reading d article boss...n d most imp thing while reading it was u wud nvr cum 2 knw dat its actually a fiction..written very nicely..
    :)

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  9. It was mesmerizing.. Really we didn't come to know that this is fiction :D

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  10. awesome article boss...
    especially loved the definition of love and the part about adding on fb... :) :)

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  11. very nyc...
    enjoyed reading it !!
    gr8 work boss !! :) :)

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  12. this is amazing writing sakshi..totally totaally loved it... :)

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  13. amazing interview........just love d definition of love....... :-)

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