Success

The solitary flower looked majestic, amidst thorny cactuses, as if mocking my weariness. I came to the big, bad city looking for modelling assignments, a year ago. The steps on the ladder to success were paved with thorns. Yes, all those thorny and horny guys, wanting to pierce into my flesh…. in return for an assignment.

Television channels were flashing news of a veteran model, being caught with drug dealers. That is where they landed on the slippery paths to success.

I had managed to hold on to ethics, so far, and hopefully will, continue to do so in future.

Inspired by Friday Fictioneers from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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Pic: Roger Bultot