The evergreen Bollywood song Jeena Yahan, Marna Yahan picturized on the memorable joker flashed on the TV screen. Kabir was nostalgic when he remembered his own days in the circus as a joker.
A freak accident and a serious injury had cut short his stint. He was asked to leave the circus.
Fate continued to play circus with him as he struggled to find a permanent job. Twenty years on, all he had was a single room, an old black and white TV and some beer bottles. Where else could he go but live and die here? Kabir sighed loudly.
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