Second Soliloquy
A journey into the mindscape...
Hope For The Flowers
I watched a musical play yesterday entitled "Hope For The Flowers", somewhere in UP. It's based on a book with the same title. Aida got someone to reserve a ticket for me for the 6:00 show. It turns out that the person who reserved my ticket was the same one who did Stripe, the main character!I got there 15 minutes before the doors opened, so I just claimed my ticket and waited. They were serving free coffee outside, available in either the painfully hot, or the iced variety. I settled for the cold one, since I wasn't in the mood to burn my tounge. It wasn't as bitter as I expected it to be, maybe they were serving mocha?
"Hope For The Flowers" is a really nice story. Every time I read it (or watch it, in this case), there's a part of the story that shows some part of society in a different light. I always thought, before, that the caterpillar pillar was about people stepping on others, pushing them down so that they can move up. Now, I realized it was also about people being too busy minding their own business to stop and get to know others.
When the play was over, I went back outside to go home, only to find another discovery. The one who played Stripe (aka the one who reserved my ticket) was a graduate of Pisay, batch 2003. I didn't notice until after the show because, well, he wasn't wearing glasses at the time, and I was too busy enjoying myself.
I just love musicals now...
