Its a nervous saturday.. he has a performance to give in 3 minutes and his throat is already choking with the pressure.. will he be able to deliver his best? will people like it? will the performance go as planned? Thousands of questions are flooding his mind all at once. But then he thinks.. what the hell.. its just another performance. He tells himself that he has given many performances like that, piece of cake. But wait, is he being overconfident? Oh no!! "Dont be overconfident", he says to himself. He closes his eyes, tries to catch the highest note of the song just to make sure his voice is still with him...
2 minutes to go, tension rising now, the ongoing performance is over. Its a huge hit. The crowd is going mad. The sound of the applause is suffocating his own confidence. But then again he thinks " Oh come on.. its not a life and death situation, just be yourself". Tension going down.. He feels cool now. " All is well. This performance is going to rock.".
1 minute to go, the comperes have already announced the next song, without realizing, his feet are walking towards the stage. The stage is dark. He waits for his companions to get the setup fine. A sweat bubble trickles down his forehead. " What? What am i nervous for? This is my ball game". He cant believe he is thinking so much for a 3 minutes performance.
Lights flashing, spotlight on him, his companions waiting for him to start, the crowd is waiting for the show to start. The mics have been checked, sound is perfect. He puts the mic to his mouth, and BOOM. He doesnt know what in the world is going on. What was the first line? His stomach feels like a pit. And in that pit, all his inner self is falling down. He wants to rewind time.. wants to hide himself in a blanket. He pulls on to the edge of the warm blanket.. curls up his legs.. Eyes shut tightly. Trying to remember the lyrics and the melody of the song.. But nothing.. The spotlight is becoming even more intense every passing second. He wants to drink water.. water... he has a dry throat.. water?
3 am: He takes a sip of water, lying on his bed, with the light on. Gets up from his bed and washes his face, goes to his study, picks up the paper with the lyrics written, puts the headphones on, and sings his way through the night....
2 minutes to go, tension rising now, the ongoing performance is over. Its a huge hit. The crowd is going mad. The sound of the applause is suffocating his own confidence. But then again he thinks " Oh come on.. its not a life and death situation, just be yourself". Tension going down.. He feels cool now. " All is well. This performance is going to rock.".
Lights flashing, spotlight on him, his companions waiting for him to start, the crowd is waiting for the show to start. The mics have been checked, sound is perfect. He puts the mic to his mouth, and BOOM. He doesnt know what in the world is going on. What was the first line? His stomach feels like a pit. And in that pit, all his inner self is falling down. He wants to rewind time.. wants to hide himself in a blanket. He pulls on to the edge of the warm blanket.. curls up his legs.. Eyes shut tightly. Trying to remember the lyrics and the melody of the song.. But nothing.. The spotlight is becoming even more intense every passing second. He wants to drink water.. water... he has a dry throat.. water?
3 am: He takes a sip of water, lying on his bed, with the light on. Gets up from his bed and washes his face, goes to his study, picks up the paper with the lyrics written, puts the headphones on, and sings his way through the night....
a performance due ??
ReplyDeleteReally explains what goes through one's mind before 'the big day' !!!
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Nope.. One already done this sem.. And yeah.. its somewhat like that although this one is very dramatic.. its usually very melo..
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ReplyDeleteBTW, the above pic has NOT been taken by me.. just picked it up from the net..
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