My Hollywood journey.
While staring through a local magazine the other day
I saw an ad for actors with the skill of stamina and stable mental state.
the word was new to me, but they promised a dream pay -
I wrote the number on my palm and figured this was my luck and fate.
At home I rang the number, it was answered by a bloke,
I told him I had talent and stamina, he replied that's really good,
he said I have an appointment tomorrow, and don't bring any cameras.
I went to bed a happy man, and dreamed of Hollywood.
I left my camera phone at my home,
then drove to the address I had,3km south.
an underground house with a tattered quote: “Desi Blue world” above the door,
I combed my hair and cleared my throat, promising a success without a doubt
I knocked but nobody seemed to hear, I pushed the door and went inside,
a blonde sat at a typewriter, she looked so hot and cute,
I stood there like a statue, and my eyes were shining blue –
the blonde was rather pretty, and was in her party suit!
She told me not to worry, this was her normal dress.
whenever they were shooting, all the workers went nude all day,
she stood and walked around the desk, and things got rather warm,
but when she bent to get a file I fainted away!
I woke up in few hours, someone asked if I was right,
I kept my eyes shut tight until the dizziness had gone,
I couldn’t see much anyway, so brilliant was the light,
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poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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