22nd July.
This Day I had a dream. A long dream,actually. It's absolutely impossible to find exact words to relate this dream to anyone. So I'll recall a shorter dream that I've had later.
20 long hours and I'm still thinking about it.
In the real world.. and in my imagination it must have been like this.
[A dark room. You can't see anyone. But you can clearly hear two voices.One of them sounds so creepy, maniacal and unpredictable whereas the other voice is far normal compared to that.]
Unpredictable voice : So you wanna play me in celluloid? Do you think you've it in you? One moment of ignorance, then you'll be like any other villain. One moment of overacting and you'll be nothing but a cartoon of me! Still you want to do this? Hmmm?
Other voice : Ya, I'm certain 'bout that.
Unpredictable voice : Can you imagine what it'll possibly take? Your fame. Your health. Your sanity. And... your life! Hmm...d'you know what I'm thinking now? We shouldn't settle for something less. Give me your life and I'll be with you. In return, you don't have to play me, you'll BE me. Let me remind you again...either you die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain...now you know what? Here's my card on the table. Its all upto you to make a decision.
Other voice : I've chosen already... I accept your offer. Let it be THE role of my life!
Other voice : The change! I like the change - I like it! (Laughs)
[Hearing the way his voice changes,you can assume that he is now able to change his voice from his own to the unpredictable, maniacal, demonic one effortlessly.]
The rest is now history.
~Shiri.
