Post Production.

As the curtains closes for the last time, my heart's heavy yet light.
A responsibility undertaken has finally lifted with the closure of lights.
happy faces. relieved moments. unspeakable emotions.

As i gave my final bow, it's not only to the unbelievable audience,
but to the extraordinary cast, to the incredible committee
and last but not least, to the very hall which has given me so many memories.

As i soak up the moment, the warmth of the spotlight, the feel of the stage,
the journey to this production flashes in the back of my head.
it was never a smooth trip but should i turn back time,
i will gladly do it all over again. Once again, thank you.
for without you, it'll be nothing.

In Your Shoes.

time and again, our hearts were searching
caught in this empty life
hours fly by and we're still wondering
whyand all, these thoughts caught in between
words that we do not see
how different can we
really be

and it can be alright
you'll find inside
that we're all just pieces of the same rhyme
and it can be okay
didn't you realize
the journey has only just begun
stepping in your shoes

traces of memories still follow
don't let them pass us by
embrace the chance
shrug off all the pretence
and all, these thoughts caught in between
words that we do not see
how different can we
really be

and it can be alright
you'll find inside
that we're all just pieces of the same rhyme
and it can be okay
didn't you realize
the journey has only just begun
stepping in your shoes