the blog is a little messed up. pictures have disappeared. so i try and to fix
it almost every day. which means i see the edits closely again as i find
them, upload to imgur, add them back to the posts... every day i find
myself stopping and staring at the shots. often not very good edits. and
i wonder, did we really see this level of acting on tv? i can actually
feel my heart do funny things, just looking at stills. remember this
episode? a man walking away and creating his own space, standing there,
recalling things, his whole body tense, arching. his thoughts
concentrating and a sense of sahi and galat swamping all... and
something else... something he doesn't understand, yet it holds him in
its grip. he has just brought his girlfriend home, he has offered to
show her his room, he has defended her right to be treated with courtesy
and have her own way of looking at life no matter how different... and
every now and then a girl who shouldn't matter slips into his mind,
makes him think, feel, yearn... a rewind button is spoken of. something
tells you he wished he had one. no words, just a young untrained actor
before a camera on a frantic set in a hindi soap. no pampering. no star
treatment. just a tv lead. he yanks me to moments i didn't even know an
actor could... or anyone else for that matter. these scenes were well
constructed and written, but minus that acting...
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