No. I am not dead. And my blog is alive too. While most of you must be wondering as to why February passed by without a single post. I need to confess about my love-sick syndrome. Well, that was because of my “decision” to NOT blog in the love month, about love AT ALL! :D And now since it’s March.. Here I am with my “Complicatedly simple” thoughts. *winks*
It was today that I was thinking about the people who are “Famous”.[ By famous I mean, those amazing celebrities stylishly coming out of their Audi R8’s and Roll’s Royce’s. ]
An extremely smart person has very rightly commented, “A celebrity is a person who works hard all their life to become well known and then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognized”
To all those with fame ,
I’ve heard some of you say something in your interviews about working hard to make it because you “knew” you would someday. You just had this feeling that you were meant to be known, and that’s what fueled your journey. Sometimes I feel like I have the same energy. I can see myself on the stage, singing. I truly think I can belt out a tune until I try to, and for a moment the energy is gone. I think I can dance too. Hell! I do that everyday infront of the mirror and it doesn’t look half bad. But, there are others that can actually dance, and I just don’t compare. When I hear advertisements for talent agencies on the radio I have day dreams that I a girl of zero experience or instruction, could just show up at one of these events and instantly be recognized as a big star. They would probably laugh at me in real life…. Or tell me that I should model? No, I am too short :P
So, why do I feel this way like I should be known? I have dreams of being on the big red carpet, seeing myself on the idiot box, being interviewed and then have to wake myself to the reality. Is this the real feeling that I should be getting or simply a fantasy that most people have : D
May be I’ll never know……..
[ Learning to sign an autograph, just like that ;) ]