Reconciliation

continued from Rediscovery ….

“What did I get myself into?”, she thought to herself as she drove to her first performance. Well, that was all that she did for quite a while as the usual forty-five minute drive to the studio became an infinite maze of loops and turns and potholes. It was as if the road just did not want to bend towards the destination or was it that she did not want it to? Whatever it was , it took her more than an hour to reach. She entered and realized she wasn’t alone. All the happy faces she had known for the past three weeks seemed to have a veil of uncertainty, probably caused by the need to know that a fool would not be made out of them, that day.

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Why do we fear what we do not know? What can that fear get us? We would only know what would happen, once it happens. Why can we not just give our future the chance of being just that. If we all lived lives that had a script engraved in stone (with all of us having a miniature replica of the one carrying our’s) where would the point in living it lie.

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The day ended. She had done her part. All the fears she had going in, were now as irrelevant to her as the ending suggested by the audience to complete the scene she’d performed as a part of an interactive presentation. She’d gone in fearing she would end up making a fool of herself. She’d come out , having done exactly that. But contrary to her expectations, she had no embarrassment, no fear of having been judged and failed in many opinions. For once in her life, she had let go and that is when she found herself.