Main Ek Pencil Hoon – An autobiography of a pencil to make an animation

Ron’s sessions have started becoming interesting now. He speaks on everything and anything. Yesterday was “how to make an animation movie”? Residents were shocked at the mention of an animation movie as even we thought that making films is a big task and cannot be done by us.

Ron started off with the basics and laid down a few objects in front of the residents and asked them to speak about those objects impersonating them. This was an exercise to bring out the creativity of the residents.

After this exercise the residents were told about how they should come up with their own original ideas and not copy others. They were also about the copyright act and its legalities.

This was new for the residents. They were thinking about something apart from their preoccupation. This was amusing. Residents were going into their childhood and thinking of characters like Doremon, Spiderman, Superman etc.

They were now given a task of writing a story line to convert into an animation. These stories would be converted into an animation story when Ron comes next.

With Ron coming in I’ve seen the residents being children once again. It is good to see them like this as the monster of addiction had snatched this innocence from them.

Waiting for RON…

WHO IS AN ADDICT?

Who is an addict?,
If i may ask.
Rejecting the light,
He chose to be in dark.
For the purpose of life,
Was unknown to him.
family a liability,
A burden to him.
"I do it socially",
He often said.
In truth, his society,
Was the dependence he bred.
Incapable of communication,
He hides in a vial.
Lives in illusion,
a maze of denial.
Lost were his feelings,
Of love and affection.
Losing himself,
Was his act of redemption.
The ones who were close,
Were now repelled.
His hollow sense of pride,
Was still strongly held.
The clouds of addiction,
Shadowed his life.
In misery, they lived,
His mother, his wife.
Now, what can be done?
Is the question abound,
A step by step treatment,
Is the solution found.
Look for the sanity,
That lives deep down.
For addiction is a river,
And one must not drown...