Juvenile delinquents- Part 1

As a beginner in the once upon a time stories, you might not find my stories very sharp. But I sure hope u find it interesting or entertaining in any way. So let me bring to you my very first- once upon a time story… :)

Once upon a time, there was a metro. And, this story, is based about 4 people who live in this metro.

Now-a-days we often hear about people coming from far-off small places, into the big city, to make it big. Bravo! Bravo to them. But in this story we are going to say bravo!!! Especially to these 4 people.

These 4 guys had their own jobs- that on the inside, really deep inside, were very proud of, secretly, deep inside, probably in a secret chamber. Each of their company’s was among the top 5, and yes- paid them handsomely!! Yes…if u cant be proud about one thing lets be proud about the other!!!

So the 1st person we will meet is Byron! Cute and cuddly, from a distance that is, Byron was also from a far off little town, coming to the big city to make it big. Byron had dreams… not just any dreams; he had big dreams, probably bigger than the metro – any metro he had seen.
He had dreams about being a genius!!! A genius in being a sound editor!! No, it was not about owning a company- being the CEO or some big shot. Byron wanted to get down and dirty.

So, Byron with his half-baked dreams of being a, getting-hands-dirty-genius for a kickass company, for a kickass band, left his job as a song writer for the biggies & joined a smaller, way more specific job! Yes... this was a drastic change for little boy wonder here, but, what the hell??? This was it for him, even if it meant- that he had to give up everything- the money, the security, the life, the prospects,e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g!!

Being a sound editor was a big thing for him, imagine the sounds he got to delete, the amount he got to learn from the different types of sound to delete was simple amazing for Byron.

So there was Byron, kicking 3 years of experience down the drain only because he was bored and proud.

Then there was Dante, a young fellow, rich dads little boy.
He wanted to make it big on his own. And his big was Big Money!! His motto was easier the better, AS along as it is not hand-me-down!! This little fellow was pricy also!! He had to make the money, as smoothly, with sugar hot bosses who would dote over him, effort that he had to put in only if he liked it.

So Dante worked only for people who understood how precious he was and believed how great he was. He still had a lot to give to the world he believed, yet he was not sure from where or how or even when for that matter.


(hang on and we will meet some more folks in the story...to be contd.)