"Art is not about perfection. It is about perception." -Niloy Roy

If you prefer to know about my emotional history with theatre, I will happily present you with a few more sentences: 

Ever since I first became addicted to–, excuse me, enamored with theatre, I have been pursuing it through my studies and any performance opportunities I could find. Just like in the fairy tales and children’s books that I have adored ever since I was young, in many shows, the villains receive karma for their misdeeds and the protagonists have a happy ending, ultimately creating a very satisfying sense of catharsis for the audience and directly igniting my passion for the beauty and wonders of the stage. 

As I grew up, I found that these were not the only stories being told and that there exist plays and musicals where villains go unpunished or where the only evils on stage are those found in our own complex, human hearts, and where the main characters are not inherently good and can end up with their stories unfinished or unhappy or unknown. Yet I found myself perceiving these stories to be just as beautifully told and deeply touching and poignant. 

The fact that the expanse of theatre can contain both the fantastical and the mundane, the uplifting and the depressing, the humorous and the horrifying, and so many more expressions of life and of people is enthralling to me. However, rather than creating such mystifying worlds through the brilliance of various design elements, I have always preferred to live in and explore those worlds through the myriad of characters that inhabit them. And so I act.