Forrest Gump - Love: Valentines day after effects

Frame: Just one bench in the center except that completely blank stage. No background sound. Two people Forrest Gump and Jenny sitting on the bench

Jenny: Do you ever dream, Forrest, about who you're gonna be?
Forrest Gump: Who I'm gonna be?
Jenny: Yeah.
Forrest Gump: Aren't-aren't I going to be me?
Forrest Gump: Will you marry me? [Jenny turns and looks at him]
Forrest Gump: I'd make a good husband, Jenny.
Jenny: You would, Forrest.
Forrest Gump: ...But you won't marry me.
Jenny: [sadly] ... You don't wanna marry me.
Forrest Gump: Why don't you love me, Jenny? [Jenny says nothing]
Forrest Gump: I'm not a smart man... but I know what love is.

The Tiger:A Poem By William Blake

Frame: Highly decorated stage for a fashion show. Ramp extending in to the middle of audience. Background music for a fashion show is in progress. All men and women participents for the show wearing animal masks of diffrent kinds. we can see lot of masks of Monkys, Fox, Bear, Wolfs, Panda, Deer, Peacock, Elephants, Rhino, Le0pard, Lions, Camel, Cobra, Gaur, Cats, Dogs, Hyenas, Snakes, Birds etc. All wearing minimum amound of cloths so that their body can speak for them. As the anounsement goes they cat walks (sorry actualy animal walks portraing styles of each) in to the stage. they moves either in groups or single depending on their real behaviour in forests. This show continious and pasing more and more exitement to the audience.

And the winner is..........................

Music got slow and ended in silence. Pindrop silence for a second. A figure walking slowly, steadily moves in to the stage. seems very lazy for the walk, but foot steps are firm and strong. Head keeping high in air. Heads very slowly turning from one side of the audience to other. Looking the audience with his half closed eyes. swiftly placing each step forword with out even hurting the floor. As he moving forword audience slowly started claping their hands with a slow voice they started singing the poem.

"Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And What shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?"


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