View from the Top
Microphones were being thrust into his face, “How does it feel to have reached the top? To be where very few have ever been?”
Raj stared at himself onscreen. Were the thudding heart, the screaming nerves and the shakiness discernible?
He didn’t think so as he saw himself flash his famous crooked smile, raise his expensive shades with panache and wave to the hysterical milling crowd.
“Great. Just great.”
What would they have said if he had told them the truth? That he felt no joy in it. That he often wished he were still at the bottom of the ladder, his dreams and innocence intact?
“What message would you like to give to your fans?”
Cherish the little moments, call your mother, play with your children, choose your friends with care, eschew dark corners, treacherous turns and rotting boards. Most of all – beware of your own traitorous hand that rises to strike the fatal blow.
He pumped his fist in the air. “Just go for it!”
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For readers of Moonshine, here's Chapter 87 and Calvin - this scene may be familiar for many ;)