"The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection,and not fountain,to show them that we love them,not when we feel like it,but when they do"

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Sunday, April 23, 2017

Real to reel

Jhilik begged him to not leave, said they could make it work. They were both meant to be.

All was on deaf ears as Shoibal begin to inch forward towards the main door. He slung his rucksack on his shoulder and left the house, banging the door close behind him.

She crumbled to the floor as if her whole world had ended right there and then. Sobbing loudly while thumping her palms on the marble floor. Bangles cracked piercing through the skin of her wrist as the blood coloured the floor.

"Cut" said the director.

Everybody applauded watching the pure rawness of the shot.

Getting up from the floor Imon looked at Abir the director with her bloodshot eyes.

Abir cast his eyes down silently. Only they both knew that this was a known piece of reel that had already uprooted their lives in real, five years ago.