Arjuna Draupadi SS: Lights, Camera, Action!!!(Part 12 up!)

PROLOGUE

A womandressed in red stood in front of a hugewindow, facing the setting sun. Her face shone from the last few rays of thesunlight, which also lit up herbeautiful dark eyes. The window was beautifully carved and the wood on thewindowpane was embellished with silver paint, thus highlighting the carving.The chamber, in which she was standing, itself was extremely large and theinteriors screamed of a rather cosy, ancient setting. There were royal blue andorange drapes along the huge oak carved bedstead and a selection of vases,large and small. Bright colours, golden borders and antique designs filled thechamber, the owners of which stood in its centre.

The slim woman stood talking to a man, her husband, dressed head to toe infineries. The red sari complimented her skin tone and suited her well. Her neckwas laden with gold necklaces, her wrists adorned with heavy kangans, whilearmlets were fastened on her upper arm. She wore heavy earrings which wereembellished with colourful stones and an elaborate maang tikka on herforehead. Her head was adorned with adelicate tiara, just above where her veil was carefully placed as she spoke tothe man behind her. He was tall, with a brawny physique, dressed in white. Hischiselled chest was bare, only half-covered with a bright block-printed silkcloth, finely bordered with gold embroidery. He too was covered in heavyjewellery which was less when compared to the mesmerising woman in front ofhim.

"Iss ek varsh mein kitna kuch badal gayahai na, arya?"

A warm smile played on the man's lips as he stared at the lady and gazed intoher eyes. Slowly, he walked up to her and placed a hand over her shoulder suchthat she turned around to face him and looked into his hazel eyes. A passionateexchange of glances followed as the man's eyes seared into the woman's. Hepulled her closer towards him and involuntarily she placed her hands on hiseach shoulder. They seemed lost in each other and what seemed to be a swift,cool breeze made its way towards them, as they blinked at each other. Finally,the wind stopped swaying their hair abruptly and as if it were a cue, a loud,over-enthusiastic voice brought them out of their reverie.

"Cut it!"

As the two of them broke apart, people came rushing to surround them, but allof them were dismissed shortly. Both of them made their way towards the personwhose voice they had heard earlier. He was a middle-heighted thin man, in hisearly fifties, with a thick, grey moustache and spectacles placed on the bridgeof his nose. His persona correctly defined that he was an artist. The man wasnone other than the renowned film director and scriptwriter, Rajveer Vyas. Hehad numerous Filmfare awards and a couple of National awards to his credit,among others. One of the most sought after film-makers in Bollywood, he was nowmaking a film from the mythological couple Arjuna and Draupadi's point of view.

As the two took their seats, Rajveer turned his director's chair to face themand sat down as he began speaking, "Great job, both of you! The scene was quiteintense and darling I have to give your expressive eyes the credit", he spoketurning to the woman who smiled softly in response while he chuckled at his ownsentence and was about to continue when a spot boy interrupted him, "Ma'am, yourcoffee", she gave a dazzling smile to the boy and extended her hand to take themug but it was noticeable that she was having great difficulty because of theweight of the jewellery. Immediately, the man sitting beside her took the mugfrom the spot boy and extended it to her. As she accepted it, their handsbrushed and a jolt of electricity passed through them both. Their bodiesflushed even from the slight physical contact and a deep blush arose on thelady's face.

Suddenly, her smile faded and her facial expressions showeddiscomfort and confusion, which did not go unnoticed by the man. In a flash,she excused herself and started walking towards her vanity. The man turned tothe director who nodded with a smirk on his face as he blew the smoke from hiscigar and sipped his coffee in the next moment. As the man followed the lady heheard a now faint voice in the background, "Remind Diya about the shoot dayafter", and a chuckle followed the sentence.

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