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the entire place quietened down. he stopped fidgeting around and sat up straight. the lights dimmed to pitch darkness. it was the beginning.
and soon he was caught up in the flow of the story, the actors who breathed life into characters ... the change of day into night and night into day , each woven perfectly with no jagged interruptions. and he forgot the world while immersed in the story of the boy .. the boy overcoming his fears , the preacher still motivated by his basic instincts, a man grappling with the loss of his wife at the cost of his children ... the village folk adding to the colors of the life ... and it ended in heartbreak , a touching scene to climax it.
.... and claps ensued. it was a wonderful, delightful play. he enjoyed himself. and as walked out , he realized 'actions are actions, justifying it for any reason cannot make it any noble'.