Monday, October 4, 2010

MUTE ELEPHANTS

MUTE ELEPHANTS
The writer slept thoughless, the white comfort of the bed spreads kept him from getting up. Unfinished episodes of an epic lay opened on his processor, past the due date. Suddenly the familiar noise of his ringtone reached his almost dead ears.
“Dude, it’s past noon. Where are the lines?” the voice identified to be of the assistant
“Huh? See it’s tough, I simply can’t get lines for the scene, but I have some suggestions”
The assistant now “You said these were best scenes written only yesterday…” the things people say to make a living.
“I mean there is something fundamentally wrong with the scene; you see elephants don’t go and form armies”
“Dude, this is the future; when elephants can talk, they have a right to form armies and that’s how it’s in the book”
“My point exactly, even in the future elephants are most unlikely to talk; we really have to chop that thing down here or we have to do with mute elephants”
“Mute Elephants! You must be joking, the USP of the film is a talking elephant, now you are writer think of something or be sacked” the assistant said.
The writer looks up at the ceiling, thinking if there was anything that could strike his head and get him killed, then something struck.
The writer said “So basically, the elephants are chased by aliens who come to earth in search of ivory and all of a sudden they elephants realize they can speak, is that it?”
“Yeah, and then they reach the end of land and there is this sea from then on, we need some line there, it should hold the episode together, something dramatic”
The writer imagines the unimaginable an elephant talking to the last of their tribe, in that moment of desperation what will it say? Then it came to him.
“We are going to need a bigger boat” he blurts into the microphone, suddenly he feels excited as if he had written the catch
There was silence for a moment on the other end, the writer thought that the assistant too might too impressed
Then came the words “Boss said you were an original thinker” and the line went dead.
"Hello?Hello" the writer kept repeating without realizing that was the end.

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