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I am timelost. Amir Reza Koohestni’s play, “Timeloss” took me to 12 years earlier, the time I was despaired and depressed. I had a lost love (maybe alike Amir’s own story depicted at play’s comments in his website) and a semester took off as I did not like to continue at university. I discovered “Dance on Glasses” play from Reza Ashofteh’s review in Shargh newspaper and went to see it. I went to see in 7 consequent nights. I was so emotional, so recorded a few improvised electric guitar parts I had played being affected by the play.
Now I am recalling those days because of Timeloss play. I guess I am timelost…
I think nothing is more moving, deep and affecting than encountering one’s self. On Dance on Glasses stage I encountered myself and so within these years it has remained in my head as a sound yet cautioning dream…
Cautioning against the truth that we are lost. I have never found myself belonging to my time and place. Maybe like artists belonging to a time sooner or later than theirs…
I have no homeland, idol or memory. Sometimes I fall in love with things and people and I get busy myself. The same as I fell in love with Dance on Glasses actors whom I sought in Timeloss play. But they were not there.
I am lost. Among homelands, idols and memories. Like Timeloss characters that are lost among themselves, their recorded pictures and time.
Before going to see Timeloss, make sure to see Dance on Glasses too and of course it is your own problem if this play has not staged within past 8 years. Maybe you have to go back in time. Just be careful to lose no more!
Salim Ghazi Saeedi