Thursday, August 4, 2011

The Last Curtain Call (A Short Story)

Your most productive years may have been behind you now and you spend your time in utter loneliness and isolation, reliving your glorious past. Before, you were used to the praise and adulation of your millions of fans, but now you are left alone, staring on a blank wall where the sound of silence seems so deafening. Ah yes, you could still hear the applause, the laughter, the celebration every time your name was called during curtain calls. Your name was on everyone's lips and dashing gentlemen made a beeline to hand you their bouquet of flowers. You have them all, boxes of chocolates, endless greeting cards, love notes- everything that reminded you of the tumultuous glory days of your life. People swooned when they heard your voice, and each end of your production numbers were greeted with thunderous applause and endless calls for an encore.

Ah, you remember your past loves, the endless queues of men in your life. The fabulous places you have reached, the how do you do's with the high and mighty in your heyday. You have been around the world living in the adulation of your legions of fans. You savored each inebriating moment of your existence. You transferred from arms to arms, intoxicated by the love abundantly poured on your lap by your countless lovers. But you had your final curtain call. You are no longer famous. You are no longer beautiful. The voice that has so captivated millions of souls have now been reduced to a croaking and melancholy voice.

And as you look at the empty wall on a cramped room you are renting, you felt the hot tears of loneliness and grief falling from your eyes, gliding down your face. You closed your eyes and relived once more in your mind the glory days of your youth, when the world adored the beautiful and marvelous you. That was your very last curtain call. Early next morning, the porter of the hotel found a lifeless corpse of an old and emaciated woman still clutching in her hand her favorite photograph.

Tags: Vaudeville Superstar, Rich and Famous, Last Curtain Call
Posted by: Mel Avila Alarilla


SeaSpray said...

Thanks for sharing this Mel.

It demonstrates how things of this life pass away ...but then what?

I think we can all look back and miss our glory days, regret the things we've done and haven't done, but if God is in our lives, I think there is hope in the present and hope for the future. He helps us build solid foundations in relationships and things that matter most.

Thought provoking post.

What do we value? Will it pass the test of time into eternity? What legacy do we leave behind?

Mel Avila Alarilla said...

Hi Seaspray,
Wow, what profound comments and what profound questions you ask. Truly by doing what is the will of God can we truly say we have lived a full life. The best legacy for me is those wonderful words God will say to me when I meet Him, "Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Come and share your master's happiness!" Thanks for your visit and comments. God bless you always.

Arvin U. de la Peña said...

sa pag alis natin sa mundo ng tao ay walang madadala sa langit o impiyerno kundi alala sa mundo ng mga tao..

☆♥Shydub♥☆ said...

I never heard of this star Sir Mel, thanks for sharing anyway her story. Visitign here today Sir Mel, hope all is well with you and your kids

Mel Avila Alarilla said...

Hi Arvin,
What you say is true. Thanks for your visit and comments. God bless you always.

Mel Avila Alarilla said...

Hi Shy,
No, this post is a fictional short story and is not the story of Greta Grabo. I just used her photo as props, hehehe. Thanks for your visit and comments. God bless you all always.

MinnieRunner said...

Oh, what a sad story.

Once in my life, I also dreamed of being famous Mel. I'm glad it did not come true. Now, I don't wanna be famous, I just wanted to be remembered by many when I die. Remember in a way that it may affect their lives positively.

God Bless!

Mel Avila Alarilla said...

Hi MinnieRunner,
Yes, what you said is true. Those who strive to become famous ends up with just clutching at straws. Thanks for your visit and comments. God bless you always.

jellybelly said...

What a sad story. It reminds us how superficial this world is. Follow Him and we will have peace and happiness always.

kim said...

that was so sad.. but very true. fame is a short and temporary thing and whatever happiness it brings is even shorter. every time i see someone who waste his time and life for this quest, i feel luckier that i am a teacher and the older i get the more important i feel especially when my former students come back with unchanging respect and appreciation in their eyes. sooner or later, they will forget my name, but whatever they learned from me will stay with them and they might even pass it on to younger generations.. i hope i didn't deviate from the topic, lol!

Mel Avila Alarilla said...

Hi Jellybelly,
Yes, I agree with you. Only Jesus Christ can give us true satisfaction which our soul yearns for. Thanks for your visit and comments. God bless you always.

Mel Avila Alarilla said...

Teaching is one of the noblest profession of man. A teacher is a molder of character very much like a sculptor or a painter. From the most common materials, out comes a masterpiece of a creation. I'm sure your students will appreciate you for the rest of their lives. Thanks for your visit and comments. God bless you always.

"Today, if you hear His voice, do not harden your hearts" (Hebrews 4:7b)


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