Hello everybody. Happy Valentine's Day. My name is Sia and I with my close friend and very creative writer Selvy (newt2007), presenting you all with a romantic Preemeer OS.
As today is valentine's day (and as love is in the air😆) and premeer already have given us mindblowing and memorable performances yesterday, so we planned to make this day more special for the Premeer lovers by presenting an OS. That's a different thing, this os turned out to be very long one😲. So we decided to post the first part today. Another part will be posted soon. (Of course if we got encouraging comments 😉. Just kidding.😆) Hope you all like our combined efforts.
Here is Bin Tere Sanam. Enjoy!
"Right Prem. Now look towards the side of the room and lift your face a bit up", said the photographer.
Prem sighed and after taking a long breadth did what photographer asked him to do. "No don't smile. It should be felt that you are miserable without your love. Ya right like this", said the photographer. He looked at Prem through his camera and felt something was missing. Though Prem was doing exactly he was asking him to do, but it felt that his soul was missing.
"It is not correct way to do it Prem", said the photographer.
"I did what told me John. U tell me how was it wrong?", said Prem irritatedly.
"Come on make use of the cut you got in your hand. It should feel you are in pain and as you are, it shouldn't be the problem for you", said the photographer.
Prem closed his eyes for the moment. It was true he had injured himself on the way to his shoot and still hadn't applied anything on it because according to the photographer it will not look good in the pictures. He was in extreme pain but didn't let it effect his work. Now he allowed pain to take hold of him and immediately he gave those face expression which the photographer wanted him to do.
"Bingo. Just hold that look", said the photographer while capturing the expression.
But the problem is I am actually in pain but nobody cares. All they care about this shot to b complete on time. Then so be it, thought Prem.
"Ok now Prem last picture. Look straight towards the camera. I want to capture the emotion in your eyes", said the photographer adjusting the lens.
Ok no problem. The last one come on buck it up, thought Prem and looked straight at the camera. "Prem I want you to smile for this picture but your eyes should show sadness", said the photographer
Prem smiled a little, he had to show fake smile. Well that won't be a problem, thought Prem. "No Prem your eyes are not showing the right expression", said the photographer. Prem frowned.
"Think about your love Prem. Think how will u feel if she is away from you. Feel the pain of being separated from her. Feel your incompleteness without her. I want everyone to feel your pain when they look at you", said the photographer trying to explain Prem.
On the words of photographer, something felt right within Prem. He closed his eyes and remembered her laugh, her touch, her smile, her eyes'.and they all felt so far away, and truthfully he hadn't got the chance to feel all these pleasures for so long. He felt the pain of not being close to her, not to touch her, feel her. How much he wanted to rewind the time and make everything right but he knew he lost the chance and now he will be never free of guilt of letting her go or say making her go. And along with this all he also remembered the void, emptiness within him.
He opened his eyes and looked straight at the camera. When photographer looked at him, he was amazed by the look in the eyes of Prem. His eyes held so many emotions, they were on brink of tears but it felt Prem was stopping himself, or say controlling them. His face looked in pain, in loads of pain, as though his all body was aching. There was so much longing, yearning on his face. It felt it was killing him to be away from his lover and that's what photographer wanted. "Perfect", said the photographer and clicked the picture.
"Wow prem. What an expression. You are a real actor, infact the best actor we have in TV industry. Your fans would go mad when they see this picture. They will love it", said the photographer.
Prem smiled but only he knew this smile was fake, something which became a routine. It never reached his eyes. He didn't remember when he smiled or laughed genuinely. Ya you remember it was with her, thought Prem. He wiped a tear which escaped the barrier of his control. He looked at the photographer who was now standing in front of him.
"So how was the shoot John. Did you get what you wanted?", said Prem.
"I got a lot more. You gave brilliant poses today Prem. They perfectly jelled with the theme of today's shoot, I mean 'Lover's Anguish'. But this was only one day shoot. You know na you have to come one day more and this time it will be couple shoot. Your female partner's single shoot will b held on that day itself. So you can afford to come late. Hey but you have to create your magic that day too and give worthwhile pictures for 'Love is in the Air' theme", told the photographer.
"Hey sure. But u never told me who is the female actress opposite me?" asked Prem
"This time is not an actress. She is a model infact a new model. She has done some work in the industry. This will be big break for her. You don't know her. So I completely depend on you to make this pictures speak volumes. Hey you have to work your known charm on her so we can show chemistry between you two", said the photographer.
"No problem John. I wouldn't let you down", said Prem.
"Ya. And now apply something on your cut. Otherwise it may become problem for the next shoot. You have three days before which he should heal. I don't want to see any bandage on your hand that day. Ok then I will meet you after three days", said the photographer
Thank you so much for your fake concern, thought Prem and left towards his car. His driver opened the door for him which Prem declined and said "Give me keys. I will drive today". He sat on her driver's seat and opened the deskboard. It took out a bandage from it and put on his hand. He closed his eyes to make the pain a bit bearable. So much for the profession, though Prem dejectedly.
He started driving and started thinking how mechanical his life has become. He was successful and his many fans made him very popular. But problem was he coudlnt share it with anyone. Ya he had friends but not felt anyone really knew real prem. Everybody was close on exterior but nobody has still touched his inner being. Or say nobody has even tried to. Prem sighed. Everything was fake. Being an actor he knew how emotions could be faked, not everything was real. How has his life changed so much? There was a time when he got irritated when anyone showered him with love or feelings of concern and now his whole being yearned for it. He wished that he could find one person who really cared for him. Or say he wish he could find that person again who did care for him, whom he lost because of his pride and his stupidity.
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