It had been hours since the end of the broadcast. Yet, the channel’s editor-in-chief sat staring at the Mumbai skyline from the contemplation nook in the studio. The view wasn’t real, though. Just like the shows the channel put out, the skyline was also a huge facade. As he heard the cleaning crew come in to make the studio ready for the next day, the editor wondered how he’d gotten to this point. He used to be the king of his industry; now he’s merely a town crier. He used to have the loudest voice in the room; nowadays, all he can manage is a whimper. He used to be the star of his own story; now he’s merely an extra in someone else’s.