The auditorium seemed pretty silent and it was already 12.00 p.m in the noon. I completed the script and handed it over to the members. And they began learning their lines. But Mr. H was nowhere to be seen for the past hour. "Where is he? He has a lot to learn." All the group members got irritated. "I will go search for him wait," I said and got up. I went out of the auditorium walked for a while looking for him but he was not there around. The studio but looked beautiful with gardens and fountains and my heart skipped a beat watching them all. I walked a bit fast looking at the time, it was almost past 12.30 and time to submit the script. I hurried down the parking lot toward the auditorium where I heard mumbling sounds and raising voices. I just looked for who it was and it was him, Mr. H arguing with someone who must be around thirty-five.
I hid behind the wall not letting them aware of my presence. Mr. H looked very annoyed and serious. "do you not get, how many times should we tell you to not go for this kind of career. Our father is so annoyed. You know we care for you. That kind of life does not suit us. Our father has built us something else be there in it." The middle-aged man seems to speak raising his voice while Mr. H stood listening to everything. "This is your last chance. father asked me to tell you this. You fail this audition that's the end for the career you wish for and you will come back home." I couldn't stand it anymore. It sounded terrible and I could feel the other version of my father standing there speaking. I walked over to them, "Do you have a death wish?" I asked him, then took his hand and dragged him behind me back to the auditorium. I didn't wait to get their responses nor see their faces doing what came to my mind at that second. "learn those lines. Amy made copies." I ordered him and went to submit the script, it was sharp 1'o clock. All of us went down to the cafeteria for lunch except him. He sat there playing on his phone. "What an asshole," I thought for being reckless even after getting such warning.
The practice sessions began and I felt a hope in me that I would win some position definitely. Such outstanding actors. I was shocked to see Mr. H performing already saying the lines perfectly but I didn't show it out. When acted out, the story does seem very touching especially in the end where Mr. H and the Heroine do their final long kiss before execution. I sat there teary-eyed and my heart kept fluttering. Already 23 and I don't have any more time to waste but complete post-graduation next month. Amy said she is 26 and the other guy whose name I forgot 25. I wondered how old Mr. H would be but didn't bother to ask.
We all were prepared. it was already 8.30 as we got on the stage. 15 minutes were our time to shine and I wanted to make use of it the best. I stood behind the stage watching them act, saying out the lines perfectly and giving an extraordinary performance and I couldn't help watching Mr. H performing either. The audience was silent until the end. When the curtains fell down I heard roars and loud applause. This time tears did roll down my eyes. I rushed towards my team and cheered them all. They all looked so emotional and happy except for Mr. H who looked so relaxed and satisfied. We all walked back to take our seats and waited for the results after the last play of the group 26, the judges got on to the stage to present the results and actors selected for coming years projects. It was already 10.00 p.m. "Where are you?" father called in my phone. "am still in the studio, it's not over." I told him. " I will go straight to hostel this weekend. I will come home next week dad." I said and hung up before he could say anything. I began to feel scared again. They began to call out the names. None of us was called among it. They finally went to the best story category.