Connected by Fans

Show-Part 2

"I was preparing myself to give a unique way to the public speaking industry. Not letting it be a boring world!. I got my first opportunity from a renowned platform. I am sorry, I am not going to say the name. They asked me to come to my neighbouring country for the screening thing, and I was confirmed for the slot of 40 minutes to perform. I was happy. But worried at the same time, cause if that travelling were not fruitful, it would be a waste of money.

I am from a middle-class family, and I was not at the age of asking money from my parents to fulfill one of my whims which had no guarantee to give me success at that moment. I have completed my graduation and just entered a company as a data analyst. Though I didn't have to support my family, my parents never asked about this; I can't waste money like that. I am not f**king rich, and nothing better to do with that money. But my family could have increased their standard of living a little bit if I started to contribute."

She paused for a bit and tried to control her emotion. Then She started again, "I had managed money from the salary and booked a flight to be the screening spot. I was so excited that I forgot to read people's expressions and body language. I am good at this, you guys know, right?" She laughed a bit.

"I reached the door and asked about the appointment to the assistant of the director with my introduction. He gave me a look and told me to wait in the waiting area. I was excitedly waiting and thinking about the screening performance with the hope that everything would be alright. After about 2o minutes, that assistant asked me to come inside. I went inside that room and found the director waiting for me. A little bit of greeting went on for a few minutes, and after that, he made a sad face and said he couldn't give me the promised slot. He gave an excuse that the last-minute reviewer suggested some renowned one and rejected me. I was shocked and at that moment all the staff staring things hit me too hard. I knew at that exact moment that the reason was not that what he was trying to tell."

"I thought about a speech-"Be kind, show a charming smile to the party. You will find out what you are looking for." And I just gulped the pain and smiled the brightest and asked the director, "do you have any kind of suggestion for me for my future? I really appreciate the effort you have put for me." He then smiled brightly and said that I should give some attention to my dress code mine. I was wearing some clothes known as kameez-salwar, which covered my whole body, and people could only see my palm, fingers and foot. According to him, I should wear western clothes to be presentable in the industry. I didn't mention I wear western clothes. I thanked him and left the place immediately."

Everyone was silent in the stadium. And patiently listening to the stories.

"I directly went to the airport, and my flight was after about 5 hours. I was shocked and in pain. Don't know what to do. My mother called me, and I told her what had just happened to me. My mother is an average person and housewife. She always provides me with the base for my ideas and decision. Just like every mother does in this world, but we always fail to value those. Cause there was no specific decision. My mother said I should find what is essential for me and why that is important in my work. She added that if I think I should change my dressing style and wear more western clothes, they will support me. After cutting the call. I was feeling like screaming and crying. I went to the coffee place at the airport and took a coffee. Sat on a sitting spot and thought what I should."

Siara looked at the people and asked, "What options would you guys choose at that moment?"

One guy waived, and the staff gave him the mike.

"I would change my clothing style. I will go for the next opportunity with that company. I will contact the director again."

Another person said, "Style can be modified. Not a big thing!"

Siara then smiled and said, " It has not mattered for me to change the Style. In fact, I was not evolving Style as I was already used to western clothes. But my concern was why I had to that when people will be in the audience to listen to my talking, not see my body. I am ma not here for entertainment. Here to provide some insights and help people accept some legit things and appreciate some positive side of life."

She raised her voice a bit and said, "I am not here to entertain people. Thousands of actors and celebrities have been doing that for thousands of years. Public speakers are not here for entertainment. They are here to enlighten people. Help people to find better things to adapt in their life to live better lives. I am not interested in being a celebrity. And THAT'S WHY MY PERSONAL LIFE IS NOT PUBLIC PROPERTY."

She said the last line with high pitch, and everyone in the audience clapped like crazy. Everyone likes her perspective and her way of seeing the world. That is why she is loved by people of the whole world.

She continued to show some statistics on the rejections of the public speaker data collected by her. She interacted with the audience and asked them about their insights. She explained the ongoing thoughts around the public speaking industry. She concluded her show with the suspension about her actual debut opportunity.

"Have a good evening, everyone. Have a great life. See you someday again."

She got down from the stage, and one staff gave her a piece of paper.

A note with red blood!

"The show was unbelievable. Tell that directors' name. I will send you a note with the blood of his next time.

P.S.: The blood is of that man who failed to follow you."

Siara couldn't move an inch and was stuck in that place with that bloody note in her hand.