"Please, I am scared! Let me go! I am begging you! I don't want to be an actor! I want to go home! I want to be with my family! Oh please!"
"That would be a heavy loss for us."
"Well! There were many other kids then why bought me?"
"You surely have cute looks."
"No, you would definitely find someone better. Besides, I am a terrible actor."
"I can't find anyone better. You know acting can be improved but face can't."
"Oh, please! I want to go home!" Jeevan was nearly crying.
"Calm down! Crying isn't gonna work!"
"Please! I beg you! Pity me and let me go!"
"Nope! Now Shut up and come with me."
"Hhhhmmm."
Jeevan was worried with the thought of being an actor and besides all this time he was missing Jaivik and Janhavi. Will they be alright? He wondered. He was sitting in a huge black car and soon the vehicle stopped in front of a tall building.
"Here we are." said the man
"This huge building?"
"Yup! This is going to be your new home."
"My new home!"
"Yeah, this is the place where all the actors live. Relax today, we'll begin the shooting (film making) tomorrow."
"Okay."
He was shown his room. It was huge and magnificent. He lyed down on the fluffy bed and soon fell asleep. Next day he woke up and got ready. Then, there was a knock on the door, when he opened it, the man who bought him stood in front.
"Ready?" He asked
"Yes."
"Come now it's almost time."
"For what?"
"Shooting. Duh! Follow me."
"Okay."
He soon reached a place with set up. The lights, camera along with camera men and a background, the background looked somewhat like a small town.
"So what's my role?"
"The main hero."
"Really!" He exclaimed with sorrow as now it would be harder for him to convince them to let him go.
"You are a cowboy."
"Okay. The name of the film?"
"Arc Of Shooting: Story Of A Cowboy."
"Oh."
"I am your director."
"Ah... oh..... OK."
"What's your name anyway?" Asked a actor
"It's J-" the director hit Jeevan softly by his elbow. "Alexander Nicator."
"Oh! Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too."
"Now start the enacting, your dialogue is 'I'll save the town'."
"Can I?" Jeevan wondered
Jeevan turned out to be a unspeakably horrible actor. He repeated his lines several times and in such a dumb acting. He could have done a little better (only a little) if he would have tried to but the boy believed that if he won't act well they would let him go. He acted better when the director warned him that he would not be provided with the meal if he wouldn't enact well enough and that was all Jeevan needed, he did a lot better (even better than what he would have done normally) in order to have his food. Why is this happening? He asked himself. Finally, some scenes were recorded and he was taken back. It was nearly afternoon, he was tired, so after having his dinner he went to sleep. It didn't took him long to fell asleep.
Next day he woke up and the rest of the routine followed. He wasn't a great actor but he wasn't too bad either. He acted to laugh but when he cried the tears weren't fake, he cried as he missed his past life, being an ordinary student and a beloved brother who was taken care of. All this time he had been missing his family, not his current family but the family which included his uncle, aunt and parents, he missed all of them. He knew he could reunite with his brother, sister and cousins but what about those he would never get to see again, the once who are resting in heavens? He just cried and cried with that thought. At this moment he needed Jaivik and Janhavi most but they weren't anywhere near him.
It was in middle of his first movie, nearly after two week from the day he was named Alexander Nicator when he suffered from a very high fever. It took him three whole days to recover. Then after a two day gap he was once again carried away by his new schedule. He continued with his film Arc Of Shooting: Story Of A Cowboy.
"He's here." Said the director
"Are you allright now?" Asked the people
"Yeah!"
"Let's get started."
"Okay."
"So it's a fighting scene, you are riding on a horse and shooting (by a fake gun) at your enemies."
"I am gonna ride a horse!"
"No!" answered the director while laughing at his innocence.
"We'll animate that thing." answered the camera man.
"Oh! That's a relief, I don't know how to ride a horse."
"Here's your fake gun. Now start doing your job."
"H..m.."
"Action."
He acted to shoot and maked a voice which sounded like 'shioon'.
"Cut. Why did you make that noise.?"
"I thought it would seem better that way."
"Don't do that again."
"Okay."
He repeated that again.
"Cut. You did it again."
"My apologies."
He repeated several times.
"Why do you keep doing that again and again?"
"To be truthful, when I was about five or six I used to play with toy guns all the time, back then, I used to make that sound."
"Your no longer five or six."
"I know."
"Then just stop it."
This time he didn't made that noise but he fell down.
"What are you doing Alexander?"
"Sorry." He responded in a few minutes after as it took him time to realize that he was now Alexander.
"Finally it's done."
After two days he was ill again. He noticed that he felt sick more often than the past. Was it because of the change or something else was the reason of his illness? However, he still didn't pay any attention towards his health.
His first movie was launched in the cinema. It didn't took long to get famous, that was probably because of the script and the cute main actor. Movies after movies were launched and Alexander Nicator or Jeevan became famous in the cinema. Every movie in which he acted as the main character became famous. His movies like Arc Of Shooting: Story Of A Cowboy, Arc Of Shooting 2: Adventure of A Cowboy and Arc Of Shooting 3: Legend Of A Cowboy were the films in which he worked. Actually making a film in that world wasn't very hard. The technology was too adadvanced, only some of the Jeevan's postures, expressions were needed and the rest would be taken care by AI in an instant. It had been all most four months since he was named Alexander Nicator and five months since he last saw Jaivik and Janhavi. Currently, he was suffering from fever, it was very high and he was missing his family, he wanted to keep his head in his sister's lap and wanted Jaivik to stroke his head but that wasn't possible. He was laying in bed since three days. It began when he woke up late. The shooting was going on well (his face was red but no one had noticed) and all of a sudden he fainted and opened his eyes after few minutes. He was hospitalized due to high fever of 106°F, his fever hasn't dropped down 102°F from three days. Obviously, if he had been home either of his brother or sister would have noticed his red face and taken care of him. He was sleeping. His fever was falling down. He woke up and checked his temperature it was 100°F he saw all around no one was in sight, he just knew that it was his chance to run away or he would never see his family again. He got up, it was all drowsy obviously he wasn't in the condition of walking but he just knew he had to. He changed into his usual clothes wore his shoes and got out. He fell again and again, he used the wall as a support and somehow got out of the hospital and was walking and walking aimlessly away from the hospital. He was passing through a desearted lane, everything became blur and more blur and suddenly it was dark. He had fainted!
"Wake up are you alright?" Jeevan heard this as soon as he had regained consciousness. The voice was familiar, it was Jaivik!