Breathe, die, live — % & There is a breeze of silence, a brief pause, right before the delivery of a dialogue in an act of Art. The same quietness extends right beyond the cease of a dialogue too. And then, there there is a third one, the stillness on the face, when there is a ensuing dialogue around you. There are few, very few league of actors, whom, excel exemplary in these silences, pauses, quietness and stillness. Them, when in frame, silence speaks beyond dialogues; those acts of sheer splendor can never be written, but, they forever remains— as an actor's pure screen presence, becoming his undying moments of glory.