Mumbai. Bollywood. The Dream City. The El Dorado of many an Indian. They all come here either like bees attracted to their hive, or dancing, crawling, as if some Piper’s tune had enticed them – like rats.
Everybody wants to make it big here, to be glimpsed, to be heard, to be adored, to be held in awe. Mumbai Bollywood has a particular word – These guys are called ‘strugglers’. They struggle – till they ‘make it’.
The problems with these strugglers are that even after they ‘make it’ – they still keep struggling. Look at our Bollywood superstars. Some have ‘made it’ and some have aged, [while another ex superstar wants to come back to the industry and can now be branded an official struggler] – but their struggle goes on. They still jostle for their space. Or look around for those Corporate Honchos and those who have at the least managed to buy an apartment here and drive around in their cars, putting in a number of years in their office. Strugglers! You will see them rushing out of their house in the morning and coming late in the night. Struggling – (not to make both ends meet) but to get that second house, that second car, to be recognized. Not that there is something drastically wrong with their intention – but their never ending struggle is a wonder.
Why do these people struggle? Why can’t they stop even after achieving what they had set out to do? Why can’t they come out of the shackles and live a free life? Why do they have to prove and keep proving that they are ‘somebody’? Why do they have to establish their existence? Why can’t they just live their life after their achievements? How much is enough to make them stop being a struggler and live a free live? Is it insecurity that drives them on?
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