The lights faded. The shooting for the day was over. The hero retreated in his van, away from the public glare.
He was one of the most popular man on the silver screen in the tinsel town. He had been ruling the roost since over a decade now. It was he who dictated shots to the directors and producers. He was linked with half a dozen ladies, mostly the top most beauties of the silver screen, before tying knot and breaking it up with his schooldays buddy.
He enjoyed public adulation to the maximum. The public once went gaga over him, only to love to see him fall after a string of flops, before he came back with a bang with the biggest grosser of the decade. This was four year ago. Since than there has been no looking back. He had delivered 9 blockbusters in a row since then. He now commanded highest billings in the industry. Calling him a superstar would e an understatement.
Now he called shots. The public loved to imitate him. He enjoyed the limelight earlier. He had always dreamed to be in the limelight. Then he got immune to it. Now he was getting sick of it. Even if he sneezed, it became a news item. Now he tried to get away from the spotlight, but spotlight couldn't survive without him. It was getting increasingly painful. He wanted to be alone. He wanted to be himself. He wanted to LIVE ... and he didn't see the way he was as 'living'. He decided to go away from maddening crowd.
That day he finally decided to act. Not the acting he was doing now, but to do things according to his will. He didn't want to be fettered by his stardom. He wanted to be himself. That day his driver was on leave. He decided to go to somewhere. Where, he didn't know. Maybe, a farming which was his roots. Or maybe he could be a sailor, which he always wanted to be. Or maybe just a traveler, just making it sure that e is not noticed. Even he wasn't sure.
Next day the hero wasn't there for shooting. His cell phone was unreachable. He was 300 miles away in his car listening to a news item, rather a 'gossip' saying that he has suddenly 'disappeared'.
He was one of the most popular man on the silver screen in the tinsel town. He had been ruling the roost since over a decade now. It was he who dictated shots to the directors and producers. He was linked with half a dozen ladies, mostly the top most beauties of the silver screen, before tying knot and breaking it up with his schooldays buddy.
He enjoyed public adulation to the maximum. The public once went gaga over him, only to love to see him fall after a string of flops, before he came back with a bang with the biggest grosser of the decade. This was four year ago. Since than there has been no looking back. He had delivered 9 blockbusters in a row since then. He now commanded highest billings in the industry. Calling him a superstar would e an understatement.
Now he called shots. The public loved to imitate him. He enjoyed the limelight earlier. He had always dreamed to be in the limelight. Then he got immune to it. Now he was getting sick of it. Even if he sneezed, it became a news item. Now he tried to get away from the spotlight, but spotlight couldn't survive without him. It was getting increasingly painful. He wanted to be alone. He wanted to be himself. He wanted to LIVE ... and he didn't see the way he was as 'living'. He decided to go away from maddening crowd.
That day he finally decided to act. Not the acting he was doing now, but to do things according to his will. He didn't want to be fettered by his stardom. He wanted to be himself. That day his driver was on leave. He decided to go to somewhere. Where, he didn't know. Maybe, a farming which was his roots. Or maybe he could be a sailor, which he always wanted to be. Or maybe just a traveler, just making it sure that e is not noticed. Even he wasn't sure.
Next day the hero wasn't there for shooting. His cell phone was unreachable. He was 300 miles away in his car listening to a news item, rather a 'gossip' saying that he has suddenly 'disappeared'.
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