STRUGGLER’S DIARY
Woke up early in the morning; in fact buzzing sound of alarm clock made me realize that dawn has already set. Although I could not give up the idea of taking a small nap but expectation and dream of magnificent and glorious life compelled me one more time and pushed me hard to go back to work.
It took me almost more than an hour to get ready. While stepping out I prayed and prayed hard wishing my prayer to be answered at least once and may be this time I could make it. Unlike me there was a long queue of strugglers who were pine for getting even a friction of second to appear before the camera. However there were no special care and arrangement for screen shots. Girls, boys oldies and even children where there. Some of them reached before the studio opened.
Rising up mercury worsen the situation. All make up and preparation washed away. Clothes were so much drenched as it has been just rinse. Finally after couple of hours waiting; it was my turn I felt a little nervous however I pretend to look confidence and veteran. Because in industry where I work, perhaps novices have no place, though the copy of dialogue/script has already been given almost half an hour before, yet I surprised the wisdom and capability of writer, what if even he is novice in the industry like me?? Fear ran through my blood, when my name was called.
Although I had nothing great to mention in my portfolio and so do my capability I guess, but what approached me film city I still wonder.
Anyway after initial briefing my dialogue started:- “ BINA BULAYE TO MAIN BHAGWAN KE PAAS NA JAAOON TUM TO FIR BHI MERE DUSHMAN HO. TUM KO TOHFA BHEJNE SE PEHLE MERI HAISSIYAT KA ANDAAZA HONA CHAHIYE, AISE GHATIYA GIFT TO HUM APNE NANUKRON KO BHI NAHI DETE”.
Dialogue finished and so do my performance. After a couple of minutes pause seems like hour passed. After a little pause I was advised to wait outside. Though I poured my heart out yet it seems as how this would have been better, several thoughts started popping up in my mind. Several millions of assumption I started making, the guy sitting next to me asked about the audition, he was probably from outskirt of Bihar.
After couple of hours the names of selected artists called, I tried to repeat the same moment and wordings as I could not believe that I have been selected. I started feeling numb and could not believe what I heard a few minute ago. Yes, finally I made it. My prayer was finally answered.
I met the director and producer and after initial briefing and discussion over money. I signed the contract. A copy of script is given to me and date and scheduled of shooting is briefed to me.
“See you on shoot, Gaurav” said the director.
Seems like a dream came true; a dream I use to see when I was a shy school kid. My father always wanted to see me successful person; however he had no clear idea how? I often questioned myself what I am supposed to do? Why my inclination and success hasn’t defined yet? Perhaps I hadn’t walked the way I am destined to. Entire day’s worries and tension finally came to an end when I decided to celebrate my victory with beers.
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