Bye Bye Bye...

The semester has come to the end. Time does not fly anymore, it flashes in a way our eyes can no longer detect it. Overall this subject has been providing me with great knowledge. The four plays that I’ve learnt have brought me much insights and exposure on conflicts and cultures. Oedipus gave a huge impact of how much our life is not in our own hands. I now truly realize that in the process of achieving something, one must have faith in the Almighty and be prepared for whatever is written on our sleeves. Then Antony and Cleopatra injected the sense of much-rejoiced love in the land of Egypt. Technically this play provided me with knowledge on the Roman Empire because previously I only know one Caesar = ol’ Julius. Little did I know of his son and the affair he had with the Queen of Egypt. A Streetcar Named Desire was basically about a promiscuous fidgeting Blanche whose life was doomed with the help of her brother-in-law. The story gave a glimpse of life in 1950s New Orleans. Lifestyles and languages really do affect people’s way of thinking. But then we were taken back closer to home in reading an Indian play, 30 Days of September. Amazingly the issue tackled was by far the most interesting from all – child sexual abuse. Those who do not have any dark experience wouldn’t have the slightest idea of the feeling that empowered those who have. It is a feeling when you know you are doing something wrong, your heart tells you so, you don’t find doing it comfortable, you feel awfully bad for doing it, but still you do it because someone tells you to. It is a feeling of being trapped…Thus, Teaching The Language of Drama may have come to the end, but this Drama Shrine will still surges on and on…