I met a man . He was 30, but looks exhausted. I pondered to myself that he must have had enjoyed much but seeing his deteriorating condition I doubted my decision. He shuffled through my office corridor, came and sit silently. The receptionist enquired, " Yes Sir how can I help you ." He replied , " I want to see Mr. Adarsh Kumar. " He is quite busy these days . He is having a long queue still waiting to be fixed." She said politely.
"But I have to see him right now, I am really in need to see him", he argued.
She came and informed me about him. I looked through my camera. The man seems no dangerous, A tattoo was creeping upon his left hand. He was quite and really tensed. I said her send him in.
He came and sat next to me. He started, " I am an artist, a theatre artist actually , I tried my best, I am laborious too but I failed abruptly where ever I went. In every career in every field I lost like a poor champ , be it public life , social life, family life , everywhere I was beaten like hell.
I was calm composed and listening to him. At last he finished .
I said, " first go and do payment. "
"How much you charges", he asked anxiously.
"Not much one lakh...