Some visuals came to my head when I was listening to this classic violin piece “Bach Partita N°3 prelude”..
Read the screenplay.. as you play the song..
A close shot of a little boy pushing a wooden door of a countryside old house quickly. He swiftly jumps outside, camera simply follows the running boy. He is running across the green pastures.. his legs fall on a puddle, splashing water.. he continues to run.. we see his mother screaming as he passes by, boy does not care… he runs.. runs without thinking where he is running..
A brown furred dog starts running along with the boy.. the dog is not angry.. but is his playful pet.. A side profile follow shot shows the boy and the brown dog almost overtaking a bicycle that a man is riding beside them.. he gets tired at a point… his pace reduces.. He stands taking in heavy breaths.. with his hands on his knees..
He looks up after a moment.. a wide shot shows that he is in the middle of a vast landscape.. The man rides the bicycle, far past the boy on a narrow path… The boy stays back not worried about losing the race.. Camera revolves around the still smiling boy.. with his hands on his hips and his dog beside him barking in excitement.. the boy is engrossed looking at the immense beauty around him.. a wider shot reveals that a pond is in front of him.. an even longer shot reveals that behind the pond there are some mountains at the distance.. not too visible.. hidden behind the clouds…. he smiles as the dog too looks at the scenery wagging his tail, a bit calmer now.. Extreme wide shot of the dog wagging his tail and the boy admiring beauty of nature…
Close shot of the boy’s legs as he treads ahead slowly through the grass.. a mid shot reveals that he is walking towards a tree near the edge of the pond.. he sits under it.. He looks up.. a mango is within his reach just above his head.. A top angle shot of the boy looking at the mango excitedly..
Cut to Boy is eating a mango.. the mango seed is fully naked.. nothing of the pulp remains.. the boy’s lips are all messed up.. he does not care.. actually he has not even realized that his lips are messed up.. he is simply enjoying the taste of the mango.. his dog looks on.. he is done.. he looks up again.. another mango catches his attention.. this time though.. the mango is far from his reach.. both the dog and the boy are looking at the mango high up in the branches.. wondering if he would be able to reach it.. he starts throwing stones at the mango, the dog too jumps and barks trying in his own way to help the boy.. the mango does not fall down even after several attempts, what happens to the mango is the mango’s fate, not even I nor the boy knows that.
He is now flying a kite in the sky.. somewhere else.. at a mountain top.. The sun sets behind a silhouette of the boy, his dog and the flying kite..
The boy lost the race. He could not pluck the mango. Even his kite will not fly beyond a limit and will fall down after some time. Has he actually lost anything? Don’t know. 🙂