Small Steps, the
A boy who envisioned it all.
An Experimental from Sunny Menon
The simple script, slowly revolves from darkness,
when a man opens the door and enters the dark pathway from bright light.
As he whistled walking towards the restroom to go back to the ferry
terminal, the awkward position of a leg of a man distracts him. He
approaches and sees a killed body. The paranoid, shocked and puzzled runs
out to clash with another man from the terminal entering the restroom. He
is curious and wishes to see if really there is a body lying there. Both
walk in and gets shocked to see the body lying in filth, oozing blood. As
they try to quit the place and call the cop, footsteps jolt the men and as
they await, a third man enters. At first although he is stunned and feels
suspicious about the two men , he succumbs to the curiosity and
confusion that arises from the killed body and decides to take a look.
Slowly discussions begin, speculations get thrown among each other.
Footsteps later make them more curious, as people, monk, priest and the
lonely lady enter the room only to get involved in the discussion of
killing, life, scare and escape from guilt.
Sound of the running exhaust and the running tap water, echoes the resonance of truth and still the scare towards something unknown or the thought waves that travel fast has kept all, still inside, debating about everything else.
Then out of the darkness and unseen, evolves another un-rhythmic footsteps. As it approached, curiosity tightens. Slowly the big door opens.
Meanwhile, the men and women await for the ferry, like the old man "near" the sea.
Here, when the door slowly opened, a little boy, peeps in. As he walked, he gets no importance of being present there. As he walked through, and moving the big legs of those people gathered, he suddenly gets a chance to take a look at the killed body.
The vision of a boy, leaves behind a subject matter to be thought about or discussed.
Through dialogues such as "Life is a wait all the way" and in response to that the dialogues from another character, saying "That sounds like Becket" gives resemblances of various instances of the abstract nature of life and existence which has been depicted again and again through various forms of classical art and drama.. But, in a never ending circle of yin and yang, simplicity becomes a tool to sometimes realize the truth. It becomes important to know it, as it exists out there.
Foot steps become part of the characters. Would it not be better to think out of the frame or oust ourselves from the cyclic thinking and reach out towards existence of truth ? YES!
Do we prophesize? and if so WHAT?
Do we take a few steps at a time, or Small Steps, the. A vision of a boy, which demands for a look at simplicity.