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‘How do you know that? Besides, I am allowed to do anything on the
                weekends. I am not making any money from it, so by contract the company
                can’t sue me.’

                   ‘Oh! I wanted to congratulate you, little boy. I’m happy you’re getting
                over the Tara episode. Besides, I know Ricky runs this place.’
                   ‘You’ve got to answer this right now. How do you know this and that?’

                   ‘Ricky called me up this morning.’

                   Gosh!  Ricky  can  be  so  unpredictable  at  times.  ‘Sir!  He  is  a  retired
                psycho,  but  he  is  good  at  heart.  Don’t  mind  anything  he  says.  He’s  just
                helping me cope with the breakup.’
                   ‘Of course, I wouldn’t. I am happy that a stranger isn’t keeping secrets,

                unlike  my  own  bachcha,’  he  laughs.  ‘Besides,  Ricky  sounds  like  a
                gentleman.’
                   ‘Have you finalized tomorrow’s script?’ he continues.

                   ‘No, I will do it in the bus. That’s why I take the bus. It helps me write
                and travel at the same time.’
                   ‘Why don’t you perform here at office? We will pay,’ he winks.

                   ‘Someday!’

                   ‘You’ve a meeting with my boss at the head office near CST station in
                Mumbai at 5 p.m. The cab is waiting downstairs. Get going!’
                   ‘Sir, but I have to reach Goa.’

                   ‘By Konkan Kanya Express, right?’
                   ‘I didn’t get you.’

                   ‘Here you go.’ He hands me a ticket. ‘The office will pay for the cab to
                Mumbai.’
                   ‘Akshaye, why did you do this?’

                   ‘I’m just making it easier for you.’

                   ‘Thank you, sir! You’re the best!’
                   ‘You’re a rockstar!’ he chimes.

                   I live with the burden of my dreams, with a burning desire to reach out to
                millions. I have started to find bliss in this quagmire, for it acts as a fuel to
                keep me moving. Every day. Every time. If there wasn’t a thing to fight for,
                I would become stagnant, a living dead, like a million others who fit in and
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