Did I dream my Fame???
Was it nothing but a game???
On me the curtains had once rose,
Like a super nova once I had shone…
There was this day when destiny came knocking at my gate,
Nobody I was then but had already dreamt skyscraper fate…
They called it a talent hunt show,
Like millions I too saw it as my fodder to grow…
In an endless crowd I once stood all night,
Along with a million fellow men, I once waited for my light…
Entertainers fought alone, for a beautiful tomorrow, on the stage,
While an esteemed panel with hawk eyes scrutinized to gauge…
When it was my turn, with trebling feet, up to the dais I walked,
But one look around and I was clear what my soul so desired…
I knew I had to pour my heart out from the moment they say start,
And so I did and so did the world till I reached the very last…
What a wonderful life, I thought, as it was headed to a finale of sugary affair,
Deep within I knew, soon my dreams would be breathing in rosy air…
As I battled for the top I forgot what waited beyond,
All I wanted was Today to be My Day, All I wanted was Today to be That Day…
As the show-anchor walked to the culmination of it all, our beats popped,
As he read from an envelope, noise dropped and the time as if stopped…
I fell crying on my thanking knee when the sweet victory was named mine,
Got toppled into a trance as if I had had too much of wine…
That’s when I recalled what I once uttered to my dear God,
The Nothing me had once cried out loud…
I shall Bang on Your door and then plead guilty,
Cause I can do no more than ask for Thy mercy…
On me the curtains had rose,
With arms wide spread, like a super nova I had shone…
Papers, Radios, Televisions, Cameras all spoke of my glorious story,
But nobody warned that soon all, for me, would feel nothing more than pity…
As the clock dumped a few months, buzz died; there was no stage anymore,
Newspapers spoke of me no more, Cameras followed me no more…
It took me time to learn living and accept the reality,
It took me time to see life as a ceaseless journey in perpetuity…
Years have passed but my heart still beats for the shine of that stage,
It’s the next season of shows and it’s the dais, I still believe, where I belong and craze…
As I mentor my juniors today for their moment on stage, I seek less of blinding Fame,
For I know now that its very thought is no more than just lame …
Yet when I recall those days,
Yet when I think of that toiling phase,
All I hear my heart say, Did I dream my Fame???
Was it nothing but a game???.............................................. :)
