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On the podium, looking to be unfurled by the chief guest, all sight rested on the chief guest of the day,
The crowd is in a cryptic dilemma, with high dignitaries of the school refusing to reveal the name of the guest,
Every face in the crowd was mazed by the question, who will be the chief guest for this year? Into the
Grim silence, a BMW choke its tethering flow, and a man with a pale emblemed face, thin in appearance entered from the BMW, with he left the residing, crowd at the end of the cusp, seeing the principal rushing towards the entry of auditorium, to invite the guest of the day. With an affable smile, the principal of the school invited the guest into the auditorium. With Forlorn walking in front of the audience, the crowd got a glimpse of the guest, murmur broke into the crowd, with some part of the audience recognizing the famous figure. The principal and the guest, stepping ahead on the podium of the auditorium, found their chair to be seated. With the guest settled and having a glimpse of the curious crowd, the crowd enjoyed the full view of the guest. The senior teacher of the school nears the Mike on podium, to start the proceedings of the day. The senior teacher, called on the principal of the school, to introduce the chief guest. With a beaming flash the principal took Mike into his hand and started introducing the guest. The principle says: "Good morning to enthused gathering. I like to introduce to the audience our chief guest. He is Mr susheel, a paparazzi, with his mystic photos winning many awards, in and outside our country. Recently, he won a world-famous award in paparazzi. I like him to unfurl our tricolor ".Part of the crowd already knew the guest's name before the introduction, so were unmoved.
With that, the principal and Mr susheel took great steps toward the flag pole. Mr susheel, unfurled the tricolor, and petals of flowers graced the guest. A Crescendo of the Indian National anthem spread through the auditorium. The guest, principal, and crowd stand to the National anthem, with patriotic fervor running in the veins of people. The last lines of the anthem saw, the crowd in a serene pose. The anthem ended, principal moved towards Mike, to invite Mr susheel to engross his an inspiring journey to the crowd filled with students and their parents. Mr susheel moved towards Mike in brisk style, the crowd seeing Mr susheel, where into conundrum, how come Mr susheel made a living and went from rags to riches, while being a paparazzi?, the crowd was spellbound by the magnetic personality of Mr susheel. Mr susheel taking Mike into his hand started with a sober mood overtook the jubilant state, which he was previously in. Mr susheel started addressing the crowd, and became emotional, Mr susheel says, "Good morning parents and students, Success in any field depends on knowing the intricacies of the field as well as the luck involved. My journey is moved by two wheels of luck and hard work both balancing my paparazzi vehicle equally. Never in my budding days, dreamed about my success being so big. I want these tech-savvy, Hitech parents not to draw a boundary to their child's career plan. I saw in India, very few risks with new fields like paparazzi. In the U.S., European countries, take up different fields. My story is no less engrossing than a super-hit Bollywood movie, having all types of shades visible. (Mr susheel, took a pause, sipping water, from the glass on the table, with his stern glance towards the audience, saw the crowd mesmerized). Mastery of any field, depends on the intellectual depth you have in that field, I can take the example of the great Picasso, why is his art, so famous and costly? It is because of the Intellectual depth his art emulates. Similarly in any field may be it Engineering, paparazzi, maths, etc, talent in these fields depends on Intellectual depth. My story goes back to 30 years earlier Telangana, born in the slums of Adilabad. My parents both toddy toppers, have their profession. In the grim reality, my parents in one room stay, deprived of basic amenities. With the family income of 1000 rs per month, life was very tough and rough. Those were the day, our family struggled for every piece of bread. My success in paparazzi is because of my mind filled with terrifying scenes of childhood struggles, I had seen, and my surroundings filled with sorrow. Recently, I won a prize because my photo unfolded, the cryptic story of a hungry person, which I experienced. The success of today mostly depends on the tough ride, I go through in my childhood. Going to school was travel for 20 km, outside our slum, and my parents decided to enroll me in school, that was the crucial decision my parents took, which paid off, in my later quest for success. In early schooling, i was studious and always liked by my teacher. When I was in 2 class of schooling, an incident completely changed the course of my life. I was coming from school, and there I found a person, holding a camera in his hands, taking some, interesting photos of our slum, seeing him taking photos, I was curious, some questions encountered my thought, about why he was taking the photos of these grim realities? What he will get?, because of the curious mind, I have, the questions made me inquire, I started moving towards the photographer, and started asking my questions, I found him very friendly, he told, he was a paparazzi, representing a Hindu newspaper and told, that I am very small to know the meaning of the word. I asked him to give, me the camera for a moment, which he did, and my fascination for my weapon (camera) started. But I got to know, the thing he was doing, behind the grim reality of an empty stomach, there started my, adventure for photography. In the 5 class of schooling, I was collecting photos from the magazines I encountered. To my surprise, one day, I saw the same paparazzi, whom I met 3 years back. I met him, and with the first glace of his sight, he recognized me. I told, him to wait for me, went to the house, and got the collection of photos, I collected, he was my first guide, who took me into his stride, and was impressed by my interest in Paparazzi. His name was Mr. Shyam, he was a struggling paparazzi but a generous and kind-hearted person. He inquired about my family, (he told, he was impressed by my keen eye for photography and liked to help me, his salary is rs 10000 per month, he told, he will help me). He got the complete whereabouts of my place, left the place, promising me to help. He appeared in front of me, after 3 months gap, and to my surprise, he gifted me Kodak 240, an entry model, to me. I thanked the generosity shown by him towards me. He told me to click some photos of a variety of birds in and around the Adilabad slums. He left the place, never after that, incident, we ever met again. After two years, in the Hindu newspaper, I found the news of Mr. Shyam's obituary. On that day, I cried a lot, with my tears, telling Mr Shyam, to rest in peace. Mr Shyam concomitant, played a crucial part in the marvelous success, I am enjoying. Into the 8 class of schooling, being a backbencher, I studied the intricacies of Steven's photos, which are like a bible for paparazzi. With the camera( kodak 240, which was gifted by Mr Shyam), I had a complete collection of photos of birds, and slums captured every minute detail in my photos. My first success came when I was in 10 class of schooling, the picture I took of my slum, was figured out in Hindu and I was paid Rs 5000 for that, it was my first salary, my parents were happy about it, my friends in the slum, were in the jubilant state, with my photo appearing in Hindu, Hyderabad edition, started my professional career in paparazzi. From that day, my photos appeared in newspapers like the Hindu, and Indian Express regularly. I was earning respectable money at the age of 16, and my life which was on tenterhooks before transformed into reasonable living. With my reasonable salary, I was able to buy, my parent's dress, which braced my confidence, with their sanguine words. I prayed to Ganesha (god), known to be a words magician. I joined Vivekananda junior college, known to finance budding talent, and got a scholarship for my further endeavors. Soon after completing of my college, got a job in an elite American company, where the glitters of the Royal elite, made me part of the elite. With my skills sharpened, in the company of the elite, in the span of 12 years, went from rags to riches. Where I am now, is the story of the hard work and dedication I gave to my field. Thanking the gathering of parents, children, and respectable teachers, I like to end my speech. The whole crowd gave a standing ovation to Mr susheel, moved by the grand ovation, and tears roll out of Mr susheel eyes. The principal addressed the gathering, "Mr susheel is an inspiration to many, who want to reach the skies. Thank you Mr susheel".Mr susheel left the podium of the auditorium, Principle accompanied him and gave a send-off. Curtains to the inspiring life.
