I distinctively remember Priscilla's soundtrack dominating the radio airwaves.
'I love the Nightlife' was then, the chart topper.
On Class 95 FM and Perfect Ten 98.7 FM.
Together with 'Go West', 'Finally', and
Vanessa William's 'I've never been to me'.
I was studying in VJ, then.
I was in the age of discovery; of me.
Those were analogue days of communication.
Snail mail was the norm.
In that pre-pager era,
Meeting up with a friend meant that both parties had to
Confirm the time and place. And be punctual.
There were no ircs ,no forums, no google searches.
It was an information-less era.
I was as isolated as anyone could be.
Then came Priscilla.
My first impression of Priscilla was her campiness.
And her fabulous costumes.
But she went beyond the superficial fabric; she was a milestone movie.
For a wondering teenager like me.
A teenager who wondered if I were the only different person in the world.
I wouldn't like to dress myself in sequins and glitter.
But I was glad, that there were people out there.
People that were different.
And they were happy being themselves.
I was not alone, after all.
Fourteen years later, I met Priscilla again.
I realized, as I was watching her, that I was moved.
Not merely by her bright colors and distinctive array of songs
But the connection between the three main casts, who, despite their
Different personalities, managed to stick together and journey across the Outback
To Alice Springs, for their show, and then up the King's Canyon, as Adam would have it,
"To travel to the centre of Australia,
To climb Kings Canyon, as a Queen,
In full length Gautier sequin, heels and a tiara."
Priscilla was a journey the trio made, to be themselves.
In the process, they found themselves, with the help of one another.
It was about the connection between the hearts, and souls
Transcending the feathers, the lipsticks, and the cosmopolitans.
Then it dawned upon me.
Aren't we all, part of this small, big family?