“But, it’s …”
“No, but it’s …”
After his attempt, the umpteenth one, to warn was snubbed down with a stern ‘shh’, Cameron, the cameraman, decided to shh himself. Well, he had no choice and the call was not his to make. All he had to was to point the camera and record; what to record, for how long to record, when to record, etc., were not his decisions. So, he let it be knowing fully well how the impending catastrophe will turn out to be.
He was there along with Porter, the reporter, to cover the launch of the SpaceEx’s Dragon rocket. It was the first rocket launch by a private company, which made the event historic. This meant that they, Cameron, the cameraman and Porter, the reporter, will end up as laughing stock and that people will write about their misery for ages to come. He was almost sure that their travails would end up as a prompt at a local writers’ gathering. Yet, there was nothing he could do.
All because Porter, the reporter, was not willing to even hear him.
The final 10 seconds of the countdown ticked by.
“Oh well, we are going to be part of history. Though, not in favorable terms”, Cameron, the cameraman, sighed.
The rocket took off its meteoric, figuratively speaking, ascent into the skies. However, the camera of Cameron, the cameraman, didn’t capture any of that.
Porter, the reporter, became flabbergasted. He just couldn’t understand why the rocket in front of the camera wasn’t moving.
“What is happening?”, he finally asked more to himself that anyone around. “Where is the rocket launch”.
Porter, the reporter, looked at the camera's screen, then the camera, then the screen again and then back to the camera. He could see nothing. He, finally, looked at Cameron, the cameraman, and asked him, “Why is this camera not recording anything?”
Cameron, the cameraman, pointed in the direction to his left. There, they noticed a smoke-trail, one that the SpaceEx Dragon left behind.
“Why is the smoke-trail there when the camera is pointing in this other direction?”, asked Porter, the reporter.
“The actual question should be”, corrected Cameron, the cameraman, “‘Why is the camera pointing in this direction when the rocket was being launched over there?'”.
“Why”, asked Porter, the reporter.
“Because you told me to point it in the wrong direction”, fumed Cameron, the cameraman. “I was trying to tell you all along but you refused to listen to me and instead, kept, shushing me”.