Recently one of my friend was back from Paris meet. Well he is into Advertising for the last 13years. He is a very accomplished person. He told me that he is going to produce a remix album where he has composed some of the tracks. Well thats sounds cool, because in his busy schedule he still finds time to do what he likes. Since this is all about Page 3 people I was all excited. I thought a peek wouldn't be harmful, after all why not to explore. So the journey began by meeting couple of Known people. Few of them were Directors, some were known as Catalyst i.e. they know all and everyone. Its better you have someone who knows it all in that industry. Well they act more like Godfathers. I saw my friend flattering them. I thought I don't know this man at all. But then it struck hey this Page 3 industry is all about flattering, fake, fame and killing your true self. I am not sure if anyone in that industry would be a Genuine person. May be towards their family. I know you'll might say that we all fake to others, I don't agree. Come on last time you met someone you didnt like you might have faked it. But there these guys didnt even know me, they were treating me like thier best friend. Why? The reason my friend is the producer. I don't think so anyone of us can do that to such an extent. Honestly I missed my buddies there the laughs we share, the bond we have is so amazing. With them I felt Claustrophobic. In that 1 week trip to Page 3 I felt and realised that We are the Blessed ones. Atleast we have the liberty to be ourselves. We can eat, wear do anything we want. All these people have is money and fame, but the churning process to reach that level is too bad. For them all that matters is Paise/Role ke liya, saala kucch bhi karega. Then I came across some high profile women who were talking and gossiping about comman man. I was like seriously they don't have anything constructive to do. I couldn't stand it. I felt it within that We are the ones who make a difference. We are more secure in every aspect of our life. The very fact that these woman were gossiping about common man reflects their insecurity. Though they may never admit, but isn't it true? I saw the Truth behind these well made so called People. It did got me into serious thinking. I am sure they must have heard the same bedtime stories, may be a little more, same toys, innocent like any other kids. But what happened when they grew up? What changed them so much. I am not here to critice but I really want to understand what makes them like this. Is it Money? May be I will try to find out and have another Diary ready..... Till then lots of Blessing.....
