Little Star

Camera bulbs were flashing all around, but he was too busy enjoying his unexpected freedom. He was kinda used to the flashlights. Celebrity kids grow up with those. He was the hero of several fan clubs, Instagram and You Tube accounts, which he was unaware of. Technology, to him, meant pulling off Dad’s phone from his pocket, and having a gala time punching the keys. He managed to mumble for a video chat with his Mom, in between her film shots.

The little star had managed to give a slip to the nannies, and was enjoying his time in the garden. It did not matter to him that the nation was on high alert, waiting for a kidnapping drama to unfold.

He did not bother about the fact either, that he was a well-known face and the paparazzi would soon have him sent back to the nannies. They were just collecting sufficient videos and clicks for the next one week.

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Sunday Photo Fiction

15 thoughts on “Little Star

  1. When my kids were little and we lived in Southern California, we had a neighbor whose daughter was in commercials and various TV shows. The girls’ grandmother was her agent and offered jobs to our kids. We said absolutely not. The entertainment industry tends to destroy children.

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    1. Those videos keep circulating in social media, with made up stories and superimposed songs in local languages. The kid must have grown up long back.

      You are right that gaining fame at an early age, and then, losing it can affect the psyche adversely. It is better if life builds up slowly.

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  2. I did not expect a child star, most child star fade into obscurity. However sometimes obscurity can be good.

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