The Hangover

You got it. It's Theatrecian again.
I just spoke to Aakanksha over the phone, for almost half an hour, and we are already QUITE capable of nostalgia for Theatrecian. Considering we had our post production party just yesterday, it's too soon for nostalgia. Or maybe, it's not.
The Night of January 16th. An adaptation of 'Night of January 16th' by Ayn Rand. (TC likes his plays to start with a 'T' : There's Something About Nemo, Towards Zero, The Night... etc.)
22nd September. The day of the show, that was the result of weeks of hard work, and the day that marked the end of 'evenings at Theatrecian'. *sobs* The show went well, and we had an immediate enthusiastic post production party at a Park Street restaurant.
Last evening, we met at our rehearsal venue: Deborshi's terrace. The entire cast. For the last time. *sobs* We played Mafia, we had mixed fruit juice (no alcohol for kids!) and we had dinner, and we had fun.
All the hugs, the high fives, the winks, the compliments, the jokes, the mimicry, the crying and consoling, the food, the fun... the evenings at Theatrecian... I'm going to miss it all.
For the next month, and a little more than that, all that features on my priority list is STUDY. Not the most pleasing thought, but I guess, that's how it works. And then, it'll be over, and in October, I'll be back to everything. I might even go for a vacation! Of course it'll be really sad if I can't be in the next production for that reason, but I suppose it'll work out the way it should.
Till then, I'm bringing myself back to a boring, goal-oriented life, where I do things not for the joy of doing them, where I don't live for the moment. But that's also important, I suppose. And hey, it's not going to last forever!
So I'm a happy girl, with a lot of happy memories, a goal to pursue, and basically, I have a LIFE! The best life.
*smiles a content smile*