I've come to this conclusion after hearing about the sad end of the immensely gifted entertainer, Robin Williams. Can any one among us who've viewed the smash Hollywood hit of '93, ever forget the redoubtable Mrs. Doubtfire enacted effortlessly and brilliantly by the gifted actor?
Adieu, Robin Williams! May you find peace in eternity because you deserve it as you made us laugh constantly, hiding back your own tears. My salute to an entertainer par excellence.
Much has been written about the multifaceted personality and any attempt by me to supplement it with my words would be like carrying coal to Newcastle and hence I desist. But I'd like to explain the title that I've given for this thought of mine. Why do people - seemingly happy on all counts because they're experts at making the others laugh - often show that they have deep melancholy behind their mirthful masks? Let me hazard a few guesses:-
(a) The melancholy is so overwhelming and ever present in their lives, that they crave for that moment of
happiness that comes their way. And when it comes, they clutch on to that proverbial straw to the
extent feasible to derive the maximum mileage - makes them forget their miseries, albeit, for a very
short while - and what better way to achieve it but by making the others laugh?
(b) Or is it because the melancholia gets to be so overbearing that they yearn for a break and when it
comes, they clutch on to those 'moments of happiness' to take a temporary shelter from their
discomfort? The energy to sustain in that illusive world comes from the others' unbridled laughter,
nay happiness that they've been able to unleash!
(c) Or is it a mere psychological condition peculiar to certain people?
The complexities of life, huh!
Tailpiece.
And can anyone forget those immortal lines,
"Laugh and the whole world laughs with you
Weep and you weep alone".........?
Adieu, Robin Williams! May you find peace in eternity because you deserve it as you made us laugh constantly, hiding back your own tears. My salute to an entertainer par excellence.
Much has been written about the multifaceted personality and any attempt by me to supplement it with my words would be like carrying coal to Newcastle and hence I desist. But I'd like to explain the title that I've given for this thought of mine. Why do people - seemingly happy on all counts because they're experts at making the others laugh - often show that they have deep melancholy behind their mirthful masks? Let me hazard a few guesses:-
(a) The melancholy is so overwhelming and ever present in their lives, that they crave for that moment of
happiness that comes their way. And when it comes, they clutch on to that proverbial straw to the
extent feasible to derive the maximum mileage - makes them forget their miseries, albeit, for a very
short while - and what better way to achieve it but by making the others laugh?
(b) Or is it because the melancholia gets to be so overbearing that they yearn for a break and when it
comes, they clutch on to those 'moments of happiness' to take a temporary shelter from their
discomfort? The energy to sustain in that illusive world comes from the others' unbridled laughter,
nay happiness that they've been able to unleash!
(c) Or is it a mere psychological condition peculiar to certain people?
The complexities of life, huh!
Tailpiece.
And can anyone forget those immortal lines,
"Laugh and the whole world laughs with you
Weep and you weep alone".........?
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