What you want ....

Like you are taught to say your name when your are asked “ Beta what is your name ?” and also when you are asked “ which class you read in ?” you got to say the class you belong , the section along with it won’t be a matter of concern though. I was also taught to say “ Engineer” when someone would ask me that what I would be when I grew up. I never knew the meaning of engineer but could understand from the glowing eyes and a proud smile on my parents face when they heard my answer they had taught me to tell that it must be  very prestigious sort of a thing and you gotta do it to be in the league.

I only knew what I liked. But did it had any connection with the question that people asked and the recorded answer I gave. I used to close the doors and would do weird things like pillow fight  , assume characters in front of me some good and some bad and a heroine I saved would be perfect. I would stand in front of the mirror and make angry expressions for the imagined troubling characters before hitting them hard ( pillow fight starts ).

The more and more I grew I knew what I wanted to be. Many new characters have got added to my list and I would not only do actions scenes in front of the mirror but I would think of many circumstances and scenarios. Its not that I had to try something. It came automatically to me. I had the interests of watching people and notice their behavior – the way the talked , walked , laughed , criticized . When reading stories I could see them happening in front of my eyes . I could see every character , their dresses and expressions in particular. Was it a fault ? or some defect ? I don’t know.

In class 11 , I started doing mimicry . I copied a lot of voices. I was starting to get popular. I had interests in direction and wanted to learn more. I wanted to study films. My parents never approved of what I wanted. My father wanted to study science. He was good in academics and always stood first in the class. But he could not take science because of financial problems. My father played football. His name had even come in newspapers with pictures . He had to join office job because of the family need and therefore left playing as he did not get any facilities from football (there is poilitics in all fields as you know ).He used to tell me all this just goes in vain. What remains with you is your knowledge and degree. He wanted me to be academically strong.

I NEVER WANT MY CHILDREN TO BE ACTOR OR STUDY FILMS . I WON’T FORCE THEM TO BECOME WHAT I COULD NOT. I ONLY WANT THEM TO BECOME WHAT THEY WANT………………..