Broken Plaque of Recognition

 

     Few days ago, I had a little ‘writing accident’—the glass plaque that I received from a major script writing contest many years ago fell from my shelf and broke (the base separating from the body). The photo above was an exaggeration, but it resembled my plaque. It was a sturdy , beautiful plaque; just that it fell from quite a high place. That contest was the only writing contest I ever joined in my life—I wanted to see if I could write a movie script. I probably could because it became a finalist. It probably didn't win because it was quite depressing. It’s the only recognition I got for wasting my life writing. Lol. No, I think I was nominated Writer of the Year once or twice in a komiks publication and received certificates for it. I have no idea about the whereabouts of those certificates now. 

     Few months after receiving the plaque, I got a call from someone who worked at this huge TV company (which owned the company that launched the writing contest), asking me to join a presidential campaign and a new TV series.

     But that’s another story, though it’s worth mentioning that the payment I received from the presidential campaign was incredibly handsome, and that’s aside from the fact that I worked with the country’s prettiest and sexiest stars at that time. Yep, I made the right move when I joined the script writing contest.

    The plaque’s still broken, but rest assured that it would be taken care of as it gave me some good memories, and with good memories, I’m referring to the sexy stars. Lol.