This poem was written (october 2005) in reply to the following mail, which resulted out of a mail giving information about a theatre workshop. (I just remembered it in Rangashankara yesterday night while watching "The Ungrateful man")
WHY???>Why do people who take part in a play at the age of six think they are>experts in drama and must offer training workshops?>Why do people think that they are qualified to run drama training workshops>with a fee?>Why do people repackage party games in so many different ways and dish them>out in the name of drama training for personality development?>Why is drama related training becoming so cheapified?
this was my reply
Why?
Ask my friends, I
Why Not?
Is the answer, I got
At six, they were on stage
and you,were of playing age
training with a fee
since lunch is never free
repackaged it is an art
for the unknowing heart
with disgust you say, it is cheapified
with the trust they pay, it is glorified
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