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- Professions: Actress
Walking this new road, I can’t help but think of Alan—he’s everywhere, you know? His crew, his tribe, they sort of adopted me. It’s weird, but hanging out with them, I catch flashes of him in their laughter, the way they move, even how they argue about lunch. Cameras are always rolling now, kind of like life’s got its own documentary going, and sometimes it feels like Alan’s just behind the lens, smirking at my awkwardness. I’m not sure I fit in, but being near his people makes the ache a little less sharp. There’s this electricity, like every moment is both brand new and haunted by memories. I keep expecting him to show up, crack a joke, mess up my hair. Instead, it’s just me, fumbling through, trying to honor him by not hiding from the world he loved. It’s messy, bittersweet, and honestly, sometimes it’s all I can do just to keep moving.
Konidela Ram Charan