“Hey, what are you doing here? What’s going on?” asked Ritesh to his school friend Rahul, seeing after 5 years in a college which he assumed Rahul had no connection with.
“Ohh.. Look at you, jerk! You have so changed. How are you?” replied Rahul excitedly neglecting what he asked.
“I’m Good. Good to see you after 10th. You tell me what are you doing here?”
“I just came here to see this college. It’s a well known college of city. So I wanted to see the campus, students, library & other infrastructure. Wait.. wait.. You were in this college for 11th & 12th. Then what are you doing here right now?”
“What can I say? I’m here to apply for 12th exam as an external.”
“What? How is that possible?”
“I don’t feel like studying, yaar! It’s so boring. I had given 12th exams 4 times, still one subject is not cleared. After 4 attempts, I joined diploma & left 12th. Right now, I cleared 2nd year of diploma, but due to first year backlog I am not eligible for 3rd year. So, I came here to apply for 12th externally & give paper of diploma simultaneously.”
“Dude, why did this happen? Are you interested in some other stream or what? Or some girl broke your heart so you are distracted & not taking yourself seriously?”
“No! Nothing like that. It’s lack of interest in study. What about you?”
“I am waiting for final semester result of B. Sc. Then going to opt for masters degree.”
“Yeah, you have always been good in studies.”
“Forget about me. You tell me what happened to you, dude. If you are not interested in studies, then what interests you? What is that you want to do by yourself?”
“Nothing, yaar. It’s just I don’t want to study.”
Ritesh was reluctant to open up.
“That’s fine. Then what you want to do? For what you are obsessed?”
“Come on, you can tell me.”
“Leave it nah.. Tell me have you met one of our friends? What are they doing?”
“It’s not about them, right now. Tell me about yourself. Don’t change the topic.”
“Nothing, yaar. I’m obsessed with using everything branded. All branded accessories. See my shirt, Lou-i Phili-pi, my watch, Tag Ho-yer, my jeans, Levi’s, my shoes, Puma. Because of this, I didn’t study.”
“Bullshit. You can’t even pronounce the brand names correctly & saying you’re obsessed for them. It’s Louis Philippe & Tag Heuer. You liar!”
Again, both laughed.
“So what? I can’t pronounce brand names correctly. I know being good in studies doesn’t prove anything, but are you doing something which you love doing.”
“No! I only like razzle-dazzle & fun. You drink?”
“Stop running your dirty mouth! You wanna tell or I should go?”
“Tell me directly that you are getting late to meet girlfriend. So you want to go.”
“You tell me now, these actors, actresses have anything to do with these marks & merits? Then also they are leading lavish lives, cars, fame, fan following, everything.”
“Yes, they do not have anything to do with it.”
“Then why is it important to us?”
“Yeah, they do not prove anything. But why are you asking me about actors & actresses. Oh.. wait! wait! You want to become an actor?”
“Wow! Then what’s the problem? Join an acting school, if not possible meet an actor & ask him to train you, teach you basics, start working in dramas. Have you told your parents about it?”
“No. They will say that you can’t clear 12th exam & how are you going to act in films, you are skinny & you have no godfather & all. Do you think I can act?”
“What you think you can act?”
“Yes, I’m confident about myself.”
“Then go for it. I know you are & you were the ugliest guy in school, but it is not the matter. You’re confident about yourself. And not every actor in the industry is handsome, your talent is going to count.”
“Yeah, I know I’m ugly, but my talent will leap over it. But..”
“I’m so sorry, but I have to go. I’m feeling so bad that we can’t talk about it more right now about your interesting thing. I got call from home. We will talk about it again. Do not give up on what you want to do. Bye!”
The crazy fact is, each & everyone of us wants to live a dream, unreasonable to society, but very reasonable to ourselves.
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