Kuddus's theatre career was worse than his grocery shop business. How? After his father slept, he ran in disguise of a mustached Romeo from the play. As he reached behind the stage, the director looked furious.

"Why are you late?" asked the stage director.

"Just some disturbance" said Kuddus.

"Go immediately, your scene is already in" said stage director.

"But I didn't rehearse, sir" said Kuddus.

"Just go" said the director.

Kuddus went to the stage and the crowd went silent by waiting for his line to come out. He was so nervous that he improvise the line in an awful manner.

"Oh, Juliet,

Please come to Africa with me,

Our parents are like rotten-eggs,

That they don't give a shit about us...

I am drunk without you,

Shall we have a banana which are tied with apricots?

If you don't come,

You are my darling sandwich-I mean witch"

The director was so annoyed that he hit his head with a small sauce pan. One of the crews put a raw egg that made it fried. The audience were so annoyed and laughed at his dialogue. They threw rotten tomatoes and eggs as well as water bottles. Kuddus was expressionless but was reciting the dialogue again.

"You are my sunshine,

You are my goo.

Oh by the way,

It reminded me of a bullshit poem.

You are my bull,

I am your shit,

We together,

We are shit"

The director threw him out of the theatre with a cartoony feel that the audience laughed with a huge applause.

"See you tomorrow, BUT NOT IN NEXT MONTH, BUDDY!" said the director.

Kuddus cried like a baby that one of his friends came near him. He was of a chubby and normal-sized person. He looked quite caring.

"What happened?" asked Kuddus's friend.

"Haven't you seen the stage, Abbas? I have no quality" said Kuddus.

"Your quality of acting is different from others. Your passion will soon be discovered. No tension, only happiness mention" said Abbas (Kuddus's friend)

Kuddus cried a lot with happiness and hugged each other.

Meanwhile, Sunny and Damai was sleeping in a long rickshaw-like van. Sunny was snoring so much that Damai was annoyed with his sound. His snoring was just like a quack in the duck. The mosquitoes were sucking blood but he was on a deep, peaceful sleep that even mosquitoes got annoyed of him.

"Man, there was a time when he was young and alone. He was on a deep, beautiful sleep. The thieves stole a lot of his furniture as well as his broken cell phone. The day after that, I was hired. Ten years and still running. Now, he's crazier than ten years" said Damai as if he were a drunken person.

The van was beside the lamppost. It was surrounded with trees, empty roads and school-university gates.