Chapter 2 -Broken dreams and a new beginning
Everyone looked at that boy and a senior employee there who was observing the young lad gave him huge applause surprising all audiences around. Karan kept the rifle down and proceeded to the reception area as all eyes still followed him.
Hey you... young boy.. Listen.. A Voice came from behind...
Karan looked behind
Who are you...? What's your name? and where did you learn all this?
As Karan looked back at this man who had suddenly thrown a volley of questions at him. Ram Sir , a retired army officer had always identified young raw talents and this one in front of him was one of them.
Me..Errm... I just came to deliver rifles ordered Sir.. I would now like to take your leave...
As he was just about to leave...
Wait.. atleast tell me who are you? As people around gathered curiously to see who was this intruder that had dared to challenge him in what they have been practicing day and night.
I am Karan.. I come from a village nearby.. and I came here to deliver this order ..
Oh Delivery Boy.. Commented the shooter whose session he had interrupted...
How dare you even thought of lifting these.. You are not meant for this stuff...Go and fetch yourself some decent clothes.. As you look more like a beggar ... (as he laughed aloud and many others too joined)
Ram Sir was in no mood to laugh and he shouted at the shooter..
Talent is not bounded by birth.. He took that shot from way far than you were... and yes he didn't miss it..
Karan.. pardon their behavior my child...You are very talented... Here take this my card and drop by for some training sessions if you are interested...
Karan came back home that day and thought how long was this day... First with work and his manager who would continuously taunt and mock him and then this whole shooting scene that came in...
How come he never realized that he was talented...though a stranger could see that... Probably somewhere he had killed that passionate shooter inside him when he decided to earn living for his family.. Maybe it was his interest in shooting that prompted him to take up his present job.
Should he really think about it? A thought crossed his mind and those words came along...
"You are not meant for this stuff"
Why .. answers he already knew but wanted to know from world around...
It was troubled night for Karan who was in dilemma whether he is allowed to follow his heart. And he decided to take a chance.
Next morning before going to work, Karan went to Ram Sir's place.
I knew you will come...Ram Sir replied confidently... Then started Karan's journey .. His Sir was really impressed as how quickly he was learning whatever he taught... and soon so many months passed Ram was now sure that Karan was prepared for the grand event of Shooting Championship to be held in Delhi where even Chief Minister would be coming and rewarding the winner. Mega Prize of this tournament was 50 Lacs rupee.
As Ram Sir told Karan about this championship, Karan was reluctant to go this far as he had responsibilities and he was not sure if his manager would allow him to have practice sessions and even some leaves to go for this event.
Think about it...Ram Sir had said those words which made Karan introspect a bit.. What if he won..he could have made it all easier for his brother and his parents and Grandfather. His loved ones were always his first priority and he knew this championship could be one way to make all his loved one's dream come true... and indeed that was his biggest dream...
Karan tried hard managing practice sessions with work routine...It was really hard but his determination and hard work made sure that he could prepare himself well for the coming event... Ram Sir was sure of his ability but was not sure of one thing...What if they didn't let him participate... What if they didn't select him... It was not about his talent and money's might...He had been in this place for longer time and he knew what could possibly be karan's big hurdle...
After months of hard training and continuous juggling between work and practice Karan was all set to participate in the championship. Ram had taken him to selection committee and also asked him to showcase his talent ..Selection Committee was known for its bias with richer lot... Seeing this down trodden kid with rifle in hand...they had already decided to end his dreams once and for all...
After series of test conducted for shooters to be selected, panelists calls names of those players who got selected for the big event...As names after names came...He kept his heart beating faster in anticipation...May be next one is his,...he thought after each name...his performance was good infact better than those getting selected...but still names after names...increased his disappointment...
Now we have only one place left...and this one goes to Arjun!
As that name came out, a heart broke somewhere ... and dreams shattered... He could not believe that they didn't select him even for championship... Holding back tears with some pride left... He left rifle down and walked out of stadium...
You knew the kid performed well ...then why Prabhas... why...did you go for all others except him...
He just didn't fit and how does it matter...this one kid didn't make it..rest all did... so let's prepare them for the event...
He didn't perform well... His shots were all on target and you say he didn't perform well...
Yes he didn't...All I knew is that you brought a cheap beggar here and asked us to select that thing for the grand event of shooting. He may be talented but our trust here runs with money of those people whose children we had just selected... So calm down ..
Prabhas looked behind...Karan had come to take his kit...and was listening to whole conversation...
Karan looked at him with a disgust... He picked up his bag and tried leaving when a selected shooter stopped him...
Why not we check his bag...What if he had stolen ... he looks like thief...
Ram Sir just could not take it... He held Karan's hand and barged out of the stadium..
I am so sorry Karan. Ram Sir had apologized that night...first time he saw his Sir with tears in his eyes...
Karan left Sir and stadium behind... but just stopped for one last look...he never dreamt of being shooting champion. But he didn't realize why even dreaming that was a crime...
Thief..Beggar...those words still haunting... as he remembered even now facing them again and again innumerable times.. Sometimes even worse words...
All this had made him different from what he used to be...Somewhere he had turned hard...to not hurt himself again.. somewhere he had learnt to not dream again...and then he met Ajay...who changed his life...
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
