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Qu'est-ce que c'est que de rencontrer quelqu'un que l'on a aimé, aprèsquatorze ans, de parler du temps passé et de revisiter le temps passé àl'université à faire de la philosophie ?Qu'est-ce que c'est que de rencontrer cette personne avec laquelle on peutparler de son amour pour Terrence Malick et Abbas Kiarostami ?Ce que c'est que de parler de cinéma, de vie, d'art et du pathos des choses ?

A vida passa e chega um momento em que você se pergunta se estáapaixonado pela pessoa ou pelo sentimento de amor em si. Como falarsobre separação? Será que temos as palavras certas para descrever algoque pode ser ao mesmo tempo totalmente mundano e completamentetranscendental, nos tirando do nosso cotidiano e nos fazendo sentirparte de algo maior que nós mesmos? 'Gotas de chuva na minhajanela' oferece uma janela íntima para os grandes eventos e trivialidadescotidianas de estar em um casal, proporcionando um retrato indelévele profundamente comovente do amor nos tempos contemporâneos.Uma peça simples sobre o amor e sua perda; uma contemplação de umcasal - foi apenas a perda do amor ou algo mais?Da Coluna dos Críticos"Duo de almas amorosas vivendo sob o mesmo teto sofrem a perdanão apenas da novidade, mas do significado da vida, à medida quepassam pelos anos de rotina, languidescendo em miséria e solidão cadavez maiores, procurando alternativas. Não se pode dizer que essa crisede meia-idade seja apenas uma realidade urbana de classe média alta,mas também um fenômeno visceral em sociedades de diferentes tipos,e sua tragédia apenas se torna mais sombria. A literatura de OmkarBhatkar explora a falta de propósito na vida, o tédio que dominaos relacionamentos e a solidão básica do ser humano por meio demonólogos repetitivos e fluídos. Em uma rotina entediante, momentosaparentemente sem sentido também podem agir como uma bombarelógio.Marcos indecisos se tornam um padrão interminável. Atravésde uma infinidade de microespaços, 'Gotas de chuva na minha janela'levanta muitas questões fundamentais sobre o amor e a união."Bharti Birje DiggikarPoeta, Tradutora

What is it to meet someone you once loved, after fourteen years talk about the days gone by, and revisit the time spent in university pursuing philosophy?What it is to meet that one person with whom you could talk about your love for Terrence Malick and Abbas Kiarostami?What it is to talk about cinema, life, art, and the pathos of things?Cinema Mon Amour is the story of a ruined relationship, a reflection of our heartaches and our irreparable losses.Cinema Mon Amour is a conversation on life via cinema and cinema via life.

Life is not measured by the moments you breathe but by the moments that take your breath away.Fly on..... is just about such a moment. When two unsuspecting strangers meet and converge on a bus journey from Goa to Mumbai, their resultant rendezvous opens up the hidden skeletons in their closets, what ensues is a conversation that makes them reveal their souls to each other in all its nakedness. And to top it all a powwow that throws them into the ocean of love; unblemished by expectations, unburdened by conditions, unrestrained by relations.What happens when you have closed the doors of love, and someone knocks on the door, but not looking for love?What happens when you think you will spend the bus journey finishing an unread book but you're not able to read a line? And what happens when you reveal your most fragile part to a stranger?

On a Numb November Sunday, Hyacintha receives a call from her mother whom she hasn`t seen for the last seven years wanting to spend this Christmas season with her. Not the kind of Christmas Holidays she planned for herself. Now, all that she feels is a profound sense of nausea and a feeling of helplessness at the thought of spending the Christmas season with her mom. She tries to reason that she should be happy, but she isn`t................. probably something was lost in these last several years, but how does one fix it?Life often leaves many chapters incomplete, only one day to arrive at them after a long passage of time has passed. When these chapters are revisited, how much is that we remember, and how much is it that we have forgotten? The scars of the past are visible but what about the joys of the past, Don`t they leave any scars?Flowers in December is a play penned by protean Playwright Dr. Omkar Bhatkar about the frozen hearts of winter and the burning desire in each one of them to feel the warmth.

Life passes by and there comes a moment when you wonder whether you`re in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself. How does one talk about separation? Do we even have the right words to describe something that can be both utterly mundane and completely transcendent, pulling us out of our everyday lives and making us feel a part of something greater than ourselves? 'Raindrops On my window' provides an intimate window into the great events and quotidian trifles of being within a couple, giving you an indelibleand deeply moving portrait of love in contemporary times. A simple play about love and its loss; a couple`s contemplation - was it merely the loss of love or much more?From the Critics' Column"Two loving souls living under the same roof suffer the loss of not only the novelty but the meaning of life as they go through the years of routine, languishing in ever-increasing misery and loneliness, looking for alternatives. It cannot be said that this midlife crisis is only an urban upper-middle-class reality but also a visceral phenomenon across societies of different kinds and its tragedy only becomes darker. Omkar Bhatkar's literature explores the purposelessness of life, the boredom that overwhelms relationships, and the basic human loneliness through flowing repetitive soliloquies. In a boring routine, seemingly pointless moments can also act as a ticking time bomb. Indecisive milestones become an endless pattern. Through myriad micro-spaces, 'Raindrops on my window' raises many fundamental questions about love and togetherness."- Bharti Birje DiggikarPoet, Translator