SHRESHTA ON SPACE AND INDIVIDUALITY

YOUR SPACE OR MINE?

They're both talking at the same time. One's voice can be heard by way of speech; the other, while attempting to listen, is actually speaking very loudly inside her head and trying hard not to verbalise before it's her turn. This is no duel. It's an aching attempt to do justice to the flighty moments of individual ownership that we each come by, while in conversation. 'This is what I think or feel about that." Every time a turn to talk arrives, they each throw themselves into it and grab at the moment and hold it fast and with longing... before it passes again. And then they wait for the next spot, almost like waiting to return to their beginnings again - beginnings where there was only one I, one self and space.