(darkness... but with roaring applause... it slowly dies down as the lights brighten to reveal voluminous bloodred curtains hiding a stage... all that can be discerned through the immensity of the space and the sheer brightness of the blinding lights is a man on the right... clutching on tightly to a certain object in his hands...)
thank you... thank you...
(as the stray murmurs, coughs, and bravos die away to silence... the microphone reverberations swell to a feedback... abruptly cut off... pure silence now...)
ahem... err...
(a marked decrease in echoes this time...)
now... i owe to my many friends... many thanks to each and every one of them for their constant and undying support throughout my life's journey... one marked by hysteria and madness... and even more often the pure torture of just bearing it all... thank you...
i owe this to every single one of you... who in your own way... whether you were aware of it... tiled and shaped the path that i eventually took to bring me here...
from the bottom of my heart...
thank you very much... i would also like to...
(applause returns again and drowns the rest of his words out... it comes with even greater intensity this time... coupled by stray flowers and bouquets thrown on stage...)
haha... right...
perhaps one day down the road... we should always dream shouldn't we...
and that's the truth... thank you... i am truly very touched by the support people have given me all the time... despite the fact that i can be a total asshole... or a sucker for that matter...
no i was not motivated to this by one of those emails that ask you to tell every single crush you had and have that you love them cos you might just die tomorrow...
once again... thank you...
(the man trips and falls and that which he has so closely clutched breaks upon impact...)
(an egg reaches the stage right at his feet...)
(a stage light creaks... falls on the man and abruptly cuts his speech short...)
(the man is escorted out of the hall... on the way... he shakes hands with and talks to many dignitaries... finally transported off in an unmarked, tinted-windowed limousine...)
Sunday, July 25
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