The Perfect Chance: Chapter 1
The short, stout and tonsure headed Prasath walked into his ten by ten recording room. He adjusted the position of the high definition Canon camera that stood on a wooden table to precisely focus the green mat that covered the room's entire west side wall. He pressed the record button, positioned himself and started presenting his movie review.
'Hello viewers, today, as all of you knew, I am going to review the film, "Sariyaana Santharppam" starring Rajini Hassan...'
The doorbell buzzed with the squawks of parrot.
'Shit..' Prasath expressed his annoyance by the hinderer. 'Yes, coming. Wait a minute.'
Prasath pulled of his microphone clipped on his shirt. The doorbell buzzed again.
'Yes, I am coming.'
And there was the third doorbell. The visitor seemed impatient. Prasath strode to answer and pulled the door open.
'Yeah, who is it?'
There was no one on the front porch.
'Hello? Who is it?'
Still no answer.
...
'Hello viewers, today, as all of you knew, I am going to review the film, "Sariyaana Santharppam" starring Rajini Hassan...'
The doorbell buzzed with the squawks of parrot.
'Shit..' Prasath expressed his annoyance by the hinderer. 'Yes, coming. Wait a minute.'
Prasath pulled of his microphone clipped on his shirt. The doorbell buzzed again.
'Yes, I am coming.'
And there was the third doorbell. The visitor seemed impatient. Prasath strode to answer and pulled the door open.
'Yeah, who is it?'
There was no one on the front porch.
'Hello? Who is it?'
Still no answer.
...