Beyond 'S'

I was going to die today, but I didn’t know then. I was sitting amidst a crowd where all were seated in a wooden chair which could fold over. It was a bit unstable and made a creaky noise as I was trying to make myself comfortable. The rocks on the ground made things even more difficult. There were lights everywhere and still couldn’t see the characters clearly without my glasses. In my forties, things hadn’t turned out the way I wanted it to. Working with the most respected men in the underworld, my brother and to have reached a position where I have to hide from him. *** On the stage, the bhagavat was expressing the scene occurring, in the form of a song. The tone and the hand gestures he made were always something I admired. The chande , maddale and taala accompanied bhagavata’s song. The characters of the Yakshagana were moving around, dancing and expressing their emotions according to the scene. It was an art form I always admired. My dad used to take me to watch th