I&C Mayurians_ArTians#29-New hopes,New aspirations - Page 33

Mayank's POV

I was waiting.. waiting for her to come. Our AD had handed me the day's script. After reading it, I felt uneasy, anxious and apprehensive. Never in my acting career did I feel like this, ever. Being an actor, your only job is to perform on screen, but today I feared that my feelings towards her may get witnessed. Will that be right? Will I leave her embarrassed? Yes, my feeling towards her lately had changed. Leaving my anxiousness behind, I tried to concentrate on my scene for the day.

"Nupur ko bulao? Dekho woh tayaar hui ya nahi?" Nisaar, the captain of our ship announced.

I saw our AD going towards Nupur's green room. Damn, I was loosing my concentration. It was an awaited moment to see Nupur today, as I was briefed that she was wearing a saree and that too my favourite colour, White! I imagined her and she seemed like an angel to me.. I was just waiting.. and waiting some more, to see that angel in front of my naked eyes.

"Mayank.." my director called me to give me a final brief for the scene. I tried not to loose focus.. yea, tried hard.

"I didn't get the briefing yet." A distant voice managed to broke my attention again. The sound was familiar and I did not take seconds for me to realise, who it was. I looked behind to face her. WOW! That was the only exclamation which came out as soon as my eyes fell on her.

The white saree was draped perfectly on her body giving her figure a slender shape. Her hair was open and wet from the crown, as drops of water shined at the edges of her strands. The sliver-studded, delicate kamar-bandh entwined on her waist in a way which made her curves more prominent. Gosh, that was something! My eyes could not let go the beautiful sight which it had just observed.

Finally her eyes met mine. She acknowledged me with an alluring smile. I too reciprocated, giving her a glance of my dimples. She found it cute, she had mentioned once.

"So ready for the sequence?" I asked with utmost confidence. Thank god, she had no idea what was going in my mind.

"Umm.. yea.. I think so." She replied, tenderly. Was she nervous? Darn! I was.

Nupur's POV:

Take 1.. Lights.. Roll Camera.. .. and ACTION.

He brushed his fingers through my collarbones, as the song started. I sighed inwardly. The sudden jerk inside me made me loose my concentration.

Cut it---

"Nupur.. you are not supposed to open your eyes now and Mayank, I want you to feel more.." My director said making him blush. I smiled looking at him.

"Yes Sir.. one more will do" I reverted, looking at Mayank.

Take 2.. Roll Camera.. and ACTION.

He made me face him, my eyes still closed. We were so close that I could literally feel his warm breath on my crimson face. I opened my eyes to gaze him.. he was lost in the words of the song as he sang it for me..

Ab jaan loot jaaye,

Yeh jahan chhut jaye,

Sang.. pyaar rahe.. main rahoon na rahoon..

no.. no.. not me! But why could I see Mayank today.. that genuineness in his deep honey brown eyes, which always make go weak on my knees. What is happening to me? I wondered, twitching my eyebrows.

Cut it---

"Perfect shot" The director announced. We both came back to our senses. I saw him looking away. Mayank was not in his usual, chirpy self. He was surrounded by some thoughts, unknown to me.. or may be known!

Mayank's POV:

As the camera rolled again, the mangalsutra around her neck got entwined to the minuscule button of my shirt. As I looked to detangle, an affectionate touch stopped me. She looked into my eyes with oozing love that I could feel.. Does she love me too? I wondered as I was being carried away in those big, expressive eyes of hers. She cupped my face with her warm palms as her long, delicate fingers caressed the nape of my neck. I was jolted.

She came closer and closer. I jittered. The touch of her tender lips on my forehead made me realise that, yes, this is happening indeed. She moved downwards, as I felt her breath. She was just an inch closer to my lips. I noticed as she fluttered and shyly moved away.

Cut it---

Sheah! How I wish this was not a darn shoot.

Nupur's POV:

He lifted me on his arms. I stared into his eyes which wanted to say many things. He smiled lovingly towards me, making we observe those cute dimples, which I loved! Coyly, I looked down as he took me towards the bed which was perfectly decorated with white satin.

Cut it---

"Are you Ok?" Mayank asked me placing my feet on the ground. Did he read my thoughts? Of course I was NOT ok.

"Ya, I am fine. Why did you ask?" I question with a pinch of skepticism.

"No. just, aise hi." He replied without looking at me.

That answer made me more confused. What did he want to say? As I thought some more, sipping my coffee, our director called out for another shot. I managed my saree properly to even the crease.

.. And.. ACTION.

His intense gaze made me conscious. The passion was visible in his eyes as if it was saying, "I will never let you go away.. you don't know how much I love you!"

He pulled my hair with fervour. I closed my eyes to feel the moment which was coming ahead. They say improvisation is the best way to make the scene look beautiful and "real". Thank goodness, people around us thought we are improvising, but we know it within, it was something else happening inside us and inside the boundaries of the netted bed.

He came closer as his lips touched my chin. It was getting difficult for me. I tried not to loose any bit of concentration. He moved towards the nape of my neck and placed a soft and passionate kiss, giving me an adrenaline rush.

I was getting nervous, nervous as every second was passing by. The "pallu" of my saree, covered my face. He bent forward to kiss my neckline. I breathed heavily, unable to control my feelings towards him which was escalating every nano seconds.

He slowly moved the "pallu" off my face, kissing my forehead. Sensing my anticipation, Mayank entwined his hand on mine. We looked into each other's eyes. That was the ultimate moment for us. We knew words had a little place in that pristine and pure love of ours. We could feel that warmth into our eyes.

My eyes turned glossy as tears made the sight of him, blurred. He placed his hands on my crimson cheek. Slowly and steadily, tilted his head to make a place for the shower of kisses which was coming my way. I smiled inwardly as a feeling of joy and being loved by someone bounded me. I felt secured and safe with him around me.

He held my hand with utmost passion as I made a way for him to let me be touched by his love. The moment my neck felt the stroke of his lips, tears rolled down my eyes.

Cut it---

Damn! So I wished it was not a shoot.

Mayank's POV:

"Amazing shot! Kya feel tha yaar.." Nisaar, our director was elated as he got his picture perfect shot.

She got down shyly from the bed as her cheeks turned red, giving the rose petals under her feet a tuff competition. I smiled at her.

The magic of this moment was that we didn't feel the need to say anything through words, but our actions did the needful. We both knew that this particular day had changed the relationship we shared. All thanks to this amazing show, I finally know who I am ought to be with my entire life.