Sparing a thought...

'In the movies there is the leading lady
and there is the best friend.'

After reading a good book or watching a magnificent movie we often exclaim,'Oh,what a lovely film.Oh,what an extraordinary book.'Talking of books some might be enthralled by the amazing storyline,some mesmerized by the lucid narrative.To some the characters might seem intriguing.then again coming to movies,some might praise the direction,fall in love with the actors,themes or dialogues in general.However looking at the larger picture how often do we think about the valuable critic comments that has given the book its final form or the millions of technicians whose dedication finally put the entire film together.Its true that most often the leading ladies take away the cake.But what about the best friends?What about them who really bring out the best in the leading ladies?
I had been watching a comic show today where each performance was being supported by appropriate background music.I happened to notice how each performance aptly demanded a number of background scores and how crucial they were to bring out the total effect of a performance.For clarity's sake let me site an example.Suppose a clown is walking on stage and he falls.Just when he is falling if a chord is played on the piano the effect and humour of the act is heightened.
But how often do we realize that a chord was actually played to bring out the performance aptly?After a marvellous concert ,how often do we spare a hand of applause for the musicians?We often acclaim people to have become legends.How often do we think of the countless lives spent in the making of those legends?We are taught to respect our parents since childhood but how often is the child taught to respect his nanny as well?Or better still how many of us happen to even remember our nanny's faces?The one who taught us to walk,the one who fed us when we were hungry.The one who was our second mother?
We applaude for the one who wins a race.How often do we acknowledge the million prayers that have been silently uttered wishing his victory?It is true that there are many trivial and unseen gestures that help us in our strife towards success.But my question is how often do we think of them?How often are we even aware that they were always behind us like a guiding angel leading us towards victory?