My First Pantomime!

On December 16, 2023, a pivotal moment reshaped my life. It marked a resurgence of emotions after a prolonged absence. Acting on my friend's recommendation, I ventured to the Anna Centenary Library for a Pantomime titled "MIB A Space Comet-y." Despite Chennai's notorious traffic, I hurried into Auditorium 10 just minutes before the show, consumed by anxiety and nerves as I settled among unfamiliar faces.

But before delving further, a bit of context: in September 2023, I received a diagnosis of clinical depression. It took time for me to muster the courage to discuss it openly. I underwent a grueling journey battling insecurities and forgetting the taste of happiness. I contemplated and even attempted what some might poetically term as "eternal sleep." Medication became my companion in coping with these struggles. I confined myself within the four walls of my room, finding solace there but struggling to step beyond. I was adrift in a sea of pain and confusion.

After much internal strife and guided by the wisdom of Master Zen from the Pantomime, I bought a ticket. Admittedly, I fabricated an excuse about the traffic, but at the last moment, anxiety almost derailed my plan to leave the house. In hindsight, it was a fortunate twist. Summoning courage, I took a seat amidst a larger crowd than expected, amplifying my anxiety. It was only upon entering the auditorium that I bothered to look up what a Pantomime truly entailed.

The stage welcomed me with an awe-inspiring set, evoking a wave of nostalgia from my school days when I avidly pursued acting. Yearly masquerades, with their elaborate decorations and hour-long plays, had kindled my passion for the craft. This set reignited that spark, gradually eclipsing my anxiety with a glimmer of happiness.

As the lights dimmed and the play commenced, the arrival of Momo, Tofu, Mimi, and other characters infused the stage with glitter and infectious laughter. The well-crafted characters intrigued me, eliciting laughter after what felt like eons. I found myself immersed in the Pantomime, forgetting the world around me.

The antics of the MIB Interns and the enchanting love story of Ken and Dame Peekaboo held me spellbound. The life of the Space Pirates, presided over by an authoritarian Amma and led by Rick, fascinated me. The adorable little Kens and Emoticons added a delightful charm, like being submerged in an overflow of cuteness.

Every element, from singers to dancers, fit together like pieces of a perfect puzzle. The heroic trio, guided by Master Zen, exuded joy. The interactions between Dame Peekaboo and Handlebar Moustache Uncle added icing to the cake. Each member of the cast brought smiles to the audience's faces.

The Pantomime's beauty was boundless, its acting immersive, comedy a blissful delight, and direction a testament to eternal glory. If I could, I'd personally thank every cast member without hesitation. Their impact on each viewer, myself included, was profound. In life, one doesn't need to make a grand impact on everyone; a small yet significant effect can uplift someone's day and transform their life.

As a writer, witnessing such a well-crafted Pantomime brought immense joy. This piece serves as a tribute to remarkable work, devoid of promotional intent. It took courage to share these thoughts. "MIB A SPACE COMET-Y" by The Little Theatre played a pivotal role in bolstering my confidence and rekindling happiness after a prolonged absence. I eagerly anticipate Christmas 2024, where I hope to sit alongside you, once again absorbed in the enchantment of the Pantomime. Thank You John Lavanya for inviting me! Cheers!