Okay here is the second part all of you demanded. But let me tell you that this is the end and I am not continuing this OS which now has turned into TS (two shot). Loved all your comments and was very delighted to read them. Love you guys loads and please drop a comment to tell me how the second part was.
Everything was well planned. Rk had made sure that madhubala, being mukund's fianc was called on the show. Everything had been arranged and rk was very happy with himself. He walked in and went to his seat only to be informed that madhubala was not yet ready. This made him sour. Again this girl had disrespected him. How dare she not come and wait at least half an hour before his arrival like a normal commoner. He was irked by her behaviour.
Madhubala was ready. She felt really weird being the one attended to as she was used to attending to others at the parlour. But her anxiety could not be subsided. She was to face the man she had yesterday insulted. She had watched the repeat telecast of the episode and she had felt like disappearing. And now she was to face this man. The great RK! Her body was trembling so to conceal her dread she put off her felings. She closed her eyes and stopped feeling all together.
When the attendants came to fetch her they found madhubala cold. It was like she was made of ice. But indeed beautiful. One could not keep one's eyes off her.
"and now ladies and gentlemen. Please welcome madhubala malik! Mukund's would be wife."
Rk turned around his arm stretched towards the entrance as the whole studio vibrated with the applause. He looked through the smoke as a perfect silhouette of a woman came in view. He was so taken by the perfect shape and curves of her body that he did not notice her come in view. As the applause stopped he was pulled out of his trance and he looked around to see the audience quieting. He looked at mukund who was staring passed him like a lovelorn fool and turned around again to face madhubala. But the moment he did that he was taken by surprise. He had seen many beautiful faces but this face was extraordinary. There was no telling what actually made it perfect but the coldness and unfeeling movement of her body gave her a feeling of a sculpture. Perfectly shaped and designed. He caught himself in time to realize he was staring and walked to her to take her hand as he brought her to mukund.
The moment the smoke subsided madhu saw RK standing right in front of her. And her wall of ice crumbled. Her expression did not change but inside her there was a hurricane playing. Her stomach knotted to see the perfect angles of his face. The pointedness of his nose which gave a feeling of arrogance and yet she could not help admire it. His broad shoulders seemed strong. He felt like a graceful tiger standing in the midst of a jungle waiting for her to come and ruffle its mane. And then when he walked to her and claimed her hand she felt like she was on fire. But when he walked her to mukund did she realize the reality of the situation. She had no right to look at him because he was far from her reach and she was engaged.
She was engaged! Such a waste of beauty and perfection. To be thrown away on this commoner. To be wasted like this. It was indeed a pity. He felt angry on this mukund for ever existing.
The show went on and mukund ended up answering a question wrong and losing everything except 80,000. RK asked him what he would do of the money he got and mukund replied that he was disappointed but he would put the money he got in marriage preparations. This made rk look up at madhu in the audience and madhu smiled which infuriated rk. But the show got over and all moved.
Madhu returned everything that belonged to the studio and was coming out when rk pushed her in and closed the door. Offended madhu looked at him indignantly and asked, "What the hell are you doing"
Rk too got angry at her tone and cautioned her, "no one talks to rk like that"
"Does rk do this to everybody?"
That cooled rk's temper a bit. He realised he had only five minutes so he had to be quick.
"I have an offer for you."
"What offer?"
"I have heard that your sister want's a breakthrough in one of my films."
"Yes. So?"
"I will give her that."
"And what do you want in return?" madhu inquired cautiously.
"You."
Madhu was shell shocked.
"I mean I want you to be my heroine in that film."
"What?"
"It's a film with two heroines. One is a modern woman with amazing fighting skills and the other a princess who is epitome of beauty. I will give her the former role if you do the latter."
"I cannot."
"don't be hasty. Take your time and think well. Take my card and call me when you have decided."
Saying this he left. He walked in to see the recording of the episode with thoughts of his proximity to madhu just moments ago and its effect on his senses. But madhu's image on the screen caught his attention. When he saw her with mukund again his heart ached and he would not let that happen, he decided. This face did not belong in some one's kitchen. this face belonged to the camera. And he would see to it that this face was loved by the camera.
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