Travelling, long work hours, chasing crazy deadlines — just a few of the aspects of an actor’s life. For us, our films are all we can think of most often as if we’re not shooting, we’re preparing for it, or dubbing for it or promoting it! Most actors would agree that sometimes you reach a point where you want to tell yourself to stop and think about what and who you are before getting into the rut all over again. I’m sure this is true for jobs across the board as in every sphere; we’re constantly trying to be ahead of the race, if not just part of it.
I was amidst so much of activity in my life the last few weeks, with my film Housefull releasing to my ad shoots and increased number of performances that I was forced to ask myself to “stop, breathe and see”. Everything was so fast paced that I didn’t seem to get what I like to refer to as “me” time. I often take off for a few days either to Goa or my parents’ house or even to London or Paris as I love the peace I experience there.
However, these last few weeks I haven’t been able to shake my schedule off from the million things that I had committed to. Hence whilst I was feeling like I had to break free, I was bound by the shackles of “prior engagements”.
I woke up one morning and before getting into my routine, I disconnected myself from the world briefly and turned inwards — to my sacred space -— my inner sanctum. I closed my eyes and entered into that space that I knew was within me and one that just needed to be revisited. My sanctum was a lush green meadow that sprawled endlessly under the shadow of the sky. The breeze was calm and cooling, the sounds of the birds and of the river nearby was just so soothing. The sunlight felt ever so soft and caring. I felt like a child again who was innocent and free of worries running across the meadow — one that belonged to just me... one that was made for just me.
{{/usCountry}}I woke up one morning and before getting into my routine, I disconnected myself from the world briefly and turned inwards — to my sacred space -— my inner sanctum. I closed my eyes and entered into that space that I knew was within me and one that just needed to be revisited. My sanctum was a lush green meadow that sprawled endlessly under the shadow of the sky. The breeze was calm and cooling, the sounds of the birds and of the river nearby was just so soothing. The sunlight felt ever so soft and caring. I felt like a child again who was innocent and free of worries running across the meadow — one that belonged to just me... one that was made for just me.
{{/usCountry}}No phones, no Blackberrys, no laptops allowed here BTW! I then sat beside the flowing river that seemed to wash all my worries and fatigue away. I felt like I was revived... I was reborn...After spending a significant amount of time there, I decided to bid adieu to this magnificent sacred space of mine (for now at least) as I felt like I was ready to face the world outside of me with a new, positive and pulsating form of energy. I opened my eyes and felt like I could take on the world. The feeling was unlike any other and made me feel on top of the world. I felt like I had taken a long vacation that rejuvenated me completely...So look out world, here I come!