It was not an apple...!
A Peraka (guava) once fell from its tree. Instead of thinking about why it didn’t go up, I was perceiving its rolling of freedom on the ground. Woods were rolling drums with its murmur. Suddenly the pain of leaving its family made peraka static and silent. Music change.. wind was playing pathos then.
Years later I realized why Sir Newton is Newton :) And why I'm a filmmaker.
Emcy Jozef, Director.