These vacations of 2013 are turning out to be really special
for some really beautiful moments. I used to be a pretty nice reader of novels
and poetry till 2011. Obviously the best time for a disciplined student to
catch up rigorous reading is summer vacations as during this time you are free
of any word like ‘syllabus’ torturing the terribly realist part of your brain. So
the last novel I enjoyed in summers was the god of small things by Arundhati
Roy straight two years back.
For past two years life involved me in something which partially
only the architects, civil engineer or some interior decorator can understand
where you design, build up and decorate houses, projects, hotels, cities, parks
etc. with a perfect plan and the other half can be understood by those who live
away from their family and end up surviving in some natural disaster or I should
say the destiny’s disaster. Anyways what I mean in this post is that I was
simply separated from the passion of reading in summers.
After redesigning and completing the construction of my life
to come back to basics, to my astonishment destiny started helping me with interior
decoration and things started falling at place. Few weeks ago I didn’t know
about the play “sans destination” and neither its awesome author Nikhil Sharda.
But now I know both and knowing both is a pleasure, a lesson, a smile, motivation
and some respectable tears.
After watching the rom-com crazy stupid love I was waiting
for my father who very soon came up with the book (which my sister ordered for
me as my advance birthday gift) along with chocolates for me and my brother,
yes he shows his love for me with chocolates, he must have enquired the book by
reading it a bit.. While giving it to me he said it is written in it that one
can say himself an economist if he teaches economics, a physicist if he is into
physics but one usually doesn’t says himself a philosopher if he teaches
philosophy. With a subtle smile he exclaimed how true! And whole heartedly Okayed
the play for his daughter’s reading...
I started reading it then and there forgetting that I was
about to try the new dress my mom got for me (I have still not tried it). As it
is a short play I completed it within a couple of hours. A humorous trance was
what I felt after reading it. Lying at my bed was just thinking about the play
and the smartness and relief of being philosophically logical, adorable and
admirable. Unbelievably I could construct the play in my mind like I never did
to any play before be it Julius Cesar, Christmas carol when I was 16 or the little
mimic which I read in 5th standard! And I am sure that all the
readers can easily connect to it because we all have travelled at least once in
train. I could manage to live the play a bit more because my life changing
journey too was New Delhi to Varanasi. The
essence of the reality is so beautifully portrayed via a train journey in this
play.
We are so sure about where we want to go, that surety is a
fact not the truth. The surety of destination is what we are working upon,
struggling about and are appreciated for but no that surety is not always
complete. Destiny has some authority over our destinations!
Well after reading it I posted my review about the book
“Journey is a great metaphor of life! Sans destination
confirms this in the perfect stylish manner possible. Full of humor, targeted
sarcasms, believable exaggerations and absolutely convincing philosophies this
play is all about two things- Reality and the writer’s extraordinary capability
to present it in such an entertaining manner. A play which makes the reader to
accept all the characters without being judgmental as they are the part of our
own life or journeys and a play which so marvelously means its title – sans
destination! “
Evening all went in being nostalgic, revaluating my life and
smiling alone for some awesome humor and elements of philosophy in the play and
finally I felt the same calm and peaceful feeling of reading in summer vacations!!
P.S— Now every journey will remind me about this play! you can buy it from http://pothi.com/pothi/book/nikhil-sharda-sans-destination
