I signed the necessary contract and six months have now passed and I am finally eligible for auditions for various contests and stuff many things and dynamics are calm now it seems the cold wars have now been muffled for good . Now I had gotten used to the schedule
Monday - Friday
6 am - Wake up
6:30am - Going to school
7 am - School starts (sometimes 8, depending on your class load.)
3pm- School gets out
3:30 - walking back
4–11 pm - Training (singing, dancing, languages, etc)
Saturday - training
sunday - day off
Even though training ends at 11, you take the time to practice what you learned, at school and lessons. Roughly speaking, sleep at 1–2am
this was after night school training schedule when I fully joined as a trainee .
It turned out all great after a few weeks it was great but everything seems to be too good to be true the murder got solved and my training is going well.
It was going well when my first audition proposal came in and also with a pack between 3 to 17 lacs which idiot will say no, and also the script was about a bully boy and a good girl romance something new and something different for me.
So I said yes and auditioned for the same but when came in at night I went and saw that he was angry I thought it was something of his matter and was going to sleep.
"Where were you? " He asked suddenly
"Library" I answered without a single thought I was so used to lying now that it came naturally now as if it were the truth.
" Aren't you forgetting something Ax?? something important "
"Well no"
" Did you know that today was a national match? and you forgot to come my dear brother "
" And when did you tell me about it or anybody else for that matter becoz to be honest I don't keep track of matches "
"Well I... I.. "
"Yes, yes say na i was going to but I forgot, the classic reason you all give me so from now onwards blame your memory for such things not me "
I just shut off lights and went to sleep.
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It was getting unbelievable at this point first he forgot now he blames me for his memory and lack of simple sense these weed brains are gonna be end of me.
I wanted to be somewhere other than this hell hole . Where my exisistence will have value and respect.
But where I began searching for colleges and took out the best suitable for me but I saw that these high end ones won't give the simple life that I want for my career as a artist.
So I searched for a school that is simple and it's timetable flexible enough and no strings attached to my family and is not under my family's control.
And where these people will have no influence or stuff.
It was a amazing thought and began looking for such schools and I found one but it has facility and stuff only boys school and great teachers to but it's disciplinary school for rough boys.
I was not rough nor I want to but for my role and to get away from these idiots I had to take the risks.