Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette
blue and grey,
Look out on a
summer's day…
Went the song. “Raise
the volume”, she said. Chauffeur glanced from the rare view mirror at Roshani.
Madam had been sulking a lot, especially after the traumatic wardrobe
malfunction last week, he contemplated.
Looking out of the
car’s window Roshani was struggling to figure out the tall buildings they were
passing by. This damn dark night and minuscule yellow lights, she murmured…only
to lose sight of world outside.
Gone were the
carefree younger days and glamorous heady youthful days. She had lost track of
life. The shadows of jealousy and treachery that were common at the back stage,
slowly enveloped her!
Drugs were her dens to hide insecurities.
Bank accounts started
running dry, so do the so-called friends. Travelling on same road, one
such black night, she remembered a dark trick in the books of modelling.
She
executed it perfectly…hundreds of flash bulbs illuminated, almost orchestrated!
She was back on track by selling her conscious this time!
----------By MocktailMommy Anagha
Word Count: 172
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Pamela!
The things people will do to cling on to the limelight. Nice take.
ReplyDeleteGalmour is addictive and self destructive as well if not handled well!
ReplyDeleteThanks Iain for visiting and sharing your views!
A dying star is back on track but this time selling her conscience with another dark trick! Great story!
ReplyDeleteThanks PJ for visiting. Thank you for appreciating my take!
ReplyDeleteSuch is the addiction to life! I loved that you named your protagonist Roshani even as she heads towards darkness.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tulika for visiting and spending quality time with us. Your eye for detail has brought the nuance of the tale to light. Thanks for that!
DeleteClearly desperate to remain in the limelight no matter what the cost. Nice one.
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Desperation...a key to all sorrows, isn't it? But still people fall prey to it. You voiced it so bang on, Keith!
DeleteThanks for visiting and reflecting on the tale!