There is a story told of a singer, well known in his own locality, who was on holidays with his wife and kids in another part of the country. It was raining one of the days, so the singer, his wife, and four kids went to the movies. When they arrived the lights were on and there were about ten people in the seats. When they entered, all ten jumped to their feet and applauded loudly. The singer was thrilled to be recognized so far from home. A man came over and shook his hand, and the singer said, “I’m just amazed that you should recognize me so far away from home.” “Recognize you?” said the man, “I haven’t a clue who you are. All I know is that the manager of the cinema said he would not show the film unless six more people turned up.”
“Sic transit gloria mundi,” worldly fame is fleeting. It vanishes like the hollow bubbles which leave no trace once gone. Don’t count much on it.