Center Stage

It’s 6 in the morning he got up, got ready and started to the office at 7. He should be there in the office by 8. Due to traffic, he reached the office at 8:30. “Oh shit it's 8:30” he checked the time in his wristwatch. By thinking of his manager he went hurry to his cabin. “Speak of the devil,” he thought to himself by seeing the manager. “Good morning sir” he wished his boss with a smile even though he is tensed. “You are late” there is no expression on his boss face. “Sorry sir traffic jam, I started at 7” he started explaining his part. “From tomorrow start at 6:30,” he said with a plain face. “You jerk last night you made me work till 10’o clock and you wanted me to start at 6:30,” he said to himself and “sure sir” he gave a convincing smile. “Good today’s project…….”

The afternoon he went to the meeting with his manager and other teammates. His manager explained the project to them. He couldn’t understand a bit. He wondered whether the manager understood what he was saying. In the end “so this is the project guys you have to start it from now and I already gave you every guideline.” His manager said with great pride. He was so stressed because he didn’t understand anything and he needs to start the project. But he smiled and said, “yes sir we will start it after lunch.”

After lunch, he spent 2 hours reading about the project on the internet. He then started working as if it was the greatest pleasure. In the evening when he reached home his house was filled with relatives. The pressure due to work was high, the traffic on the roads was worse and his back was hurting a lot. He felt like someone was hitting him with a rod on his back. But he didn’t show any sign of his feelings on the face. Like every time he smiled at everyone. He smiled and spoke to them like he was very happy to meet them. “When are you getting married?” one relative asked. “I will…..soon” he smiled. “You have a good job don’t wait for anything,” the other one said.

He smiled again. He did nothing but smiling for every question of theirs. The back is hurting a lot, he was irritated by almost everything, and he wanted to lie down but nothing happening. They were talking and asking him, he was answering some questions and smiling for some questions.0

At night after dinner, he went to his room. He stood before the mirror and took the water bottle “and the best actor award goes to me” he said to himself looking at the mirror by lifting the water bottle. He always wanted to be an actor. When he said to his friends they laughed at him, his parents shouted at him, that it’s not the carrier choice, his relatives didn’t care for him. He asked for their support but they didn’t even listen to him. As usual like every other teenager in our society, he killed his dreams and studied what everyone wanted. He couldn’t act on screen, on the reel, but he is acting daily in the real. He couldn’t make acting as his career but he made it his life. He wanted to act on stage but he is acting on life’s center stage. He again set the alarm at 6’o clock and slept.