here i am presenting my first try at Short Stories..
Do tell me if i should continue it..Coz i wont if i dont get appropriate response.
let me not say more..Presenting to you
Credits- My lovely Rachel 😳
CHAPTER 1
"Sound"
"On!"
"Camera"
"Rolling!"
"And...action!"
The hero strode into view with a dreamy look on his face. *cue blower* the breeze played with his hair as he stared at the starry sky lost in the thoughts of his girl. He had realised he loved her, the girl he thought he hated. *cue music* everything felt so good. He did a quick twirl and slumped on his bed hugging the pillow. He was going to tell her tomorrow, tell her that he loved her more than anything.
"CUT!"
The set broke into a thunderous applause and the director patted the lead actor's back in an appreciative manner for doing the scene in one shot itself.
Swayam was peacefully napping behind the huge equipment's when the tumultuous applause jolted him awake. He blinked his eyes furiously trying to take in what was happening around him. And then everything came to him. Oh hell, he had slept during a shot. He was the head of the camera dept. and he had slept during a shot. Swayam knew his team would have done everything perfectly but still a small miss and the director Vijay Shukla would skin him alive. But it wasn't his fault alone that he slept. It was 2 am and Swayam had not slept properly for the past few days. Moreover he was just not interested in seeing Abhay Kapoor (the actor) waltz around with the silly smile. And to top it all, SHE wasn't there. Conclusion, there was nothing to stop the melatonin and serotonin from doing its work.
"Swayam Shekawat!"
Swayam turned to see Vijay calling him from behind the monitor with an unfathomable expression. Swayam furrowed his rows and took anxious steps towards the director. Was there something wrong in the camera angles? Was it some abysmal piece of shooting? Was all Swayam could think of as he walked towards Vijay.
As soon as he reached there, Vijay engulfed him in a bear hug knocking the air out of his lungs.
"Gosh...Vijay...easy man" Swayam spluttered.
Vijay let go of him and beamed at him. "You and your team are phenomenal Swayam, I am really satisfied. What a beautiful capture of Abhay's expressions..."
Swayam scowled slightly at Abhay's name. Come on, he's not that bad' a voice in his brain called out to him. Swayam sighed. True, Abhay wasn't bad. His dislike for him was somewhere related to HER. And his dislike was fully justified. Abhay left no stone unturned when it came to flirting with HER. And it boiled Swayam's blood.
"...I would say we have a hit in our hands!"
Vijay's enthusiastic voice brought Swayam back from his reverie. Of course, that's what mattered in the end, producing a hit film in Bollywood. And it was always the actors and the director who were credited. Not it mattered to Swayam. It was the last thing he wanted- limelight. But the efforts of over 200 people tunneled down to 3, not very fair. Swayam shook his head in a melancholy way and took a step forward when he heard Vijay shout.
"PACK UP!! I want everyone to be present at 7 am sharp tomorrow...and Mohan call up Sharon and tell her she has her regular shots from tomorrow..."
Swayam's ears pricked up on hearing HER name. Finally her regular schedule had resumed. He had missed her so much today.
Sharon Rai Prakash, a talented leading lady of the industry. This was the first film of hers on which Swayam was working on. And within 2 weeks into the shooting process he fell in love with her. He had always acknowledged her talent and potential but he had never thought she would be such an amazing person. Soft spoken yet rigid at times, extremely kind and beautiful and a person with a pure heart. He could go on and on about her. With a goofy grin on his face Swayam went to pack up his team, awaiting the morning to dawn.
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The studio was full of noise as people moved around arranging the equipment's. The cameras were ready and Swayam was pacing around feeling restless.
"Sharon ma'am has arrived!" a man shouted and rushed towards the entrance with an umbrella in his hand. Swayam jerked his head towards the entrance with such speed that he feared he cracked his neck.
There she entered and Swayam found himself floating into his dreamland. Her luxuriant black hair hung around her shoulders as she walked in, clad in a simple denim and tee combo. Her beautiful eyes were covered by a pair of shades. Each step of hers emanated grace as she entered her vanity van leaving Swayam lost in her beauty.
The noise resumed and Swayam realised that he was in the set and not in some other land. Embarrassed he turned around to see a helper standing with a glass of juice, looking perplexed. Swayam walked towards him.
"What's the matter Ravi?"
"Sir...actually I have to give this to Sharon ma'am but I can hear Vijay sir calling me. I don't know what to do."
Swayam grabbed the chance immediately.
"Don't worry. I'll give the juice to Sharon...you go to Vijay...he may be calling you for something important."
The helper muttered a thanks and ran, leaving a smiling Swayam behind.
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Swayam entered the vanity and found Sharon sitting in front of the mirror fiddling with her phone. He walked up to her stealthily and bent towards her.
"One glass of fresh juice for you, Mademoiselle" he said in a fake French accent.
Sharon's ears pricked up at that voice and she looked up, shocked to see Swayam's face inches near hers.
So..How was it?
One more thing- This time i am going to raise demands. And the demands are going to be solely based on the response i have got till now to my works. Wont ask for something huge. 😛
so the first demand- 30+ plus likes and Chapter 2 not before Pg.4 😳
that will also give me time to prepare the next update.. :)
Cheers
Nishi
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