The Endless Cycle

I wear my costume and put on my makeup,To become the character, soon to be forgotten.The show will begin, when the curtains go up,and enter the stage I must, to play the role chosen.And when curtains fall that night, for the final time,Chithraguptha will be waiting for me, under the green room lights.Sinking all my hopes, of returning home this time,he will be holding in his hands, the book of my debts.