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Life is complicated enough. More so in the show business. Nothing is real. Its all gray.This is their love. A messy affair.
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Prologue:
The trailer mirrored her mood. It was a mess. Gowns straight out of the Milan collection lay strewn everywhere. She stormed from one end to the other frustrated almost to the point of pulling her hair out. Her makeup artists had already backed away near the end of the trailer scared witless. Their client was a kind person.Jovial and enthusiastic. But when she got angry..it was another story. They stood there terrified. Already the schedule was getting strained and they had to can the climax scenes before the light faded out completely..
Khushi did not care. She was going to have a break down.She did not like to cry. She would not cry. She repeated that in her head and tried to calm down taking huge calming breaths. From a distance she heard a commotion as angry voices floated upto her.Growing louder and louder. A woman seemed to be saying frantically.."No ASR..you can't go in there..she is getting ready. Give her some more time!" and at that moment the door of her RV was thrown open and ASR climbed in heading straight towards Khushi. "Out."He barked and all the makeup artists and spots rushed out rather relieved and closing the door behind them.
"Whats wrong Khushi?" He said more sarcastically rather than with any real concern. His tone displeased her and glared at him. Her eyes were embers. "Why don't you ask Ria that?"She said mockingly. When he continued to stare at her she threw her phone towards his chest and said "Read it." He slowly went through her phone , his eyes growing more and more angry and his face a mask. After a while he looked up at Khushi and said with as much calm as possible. "She is delusional. You know it. I know it. Why do you bother with her words..we know its not true.".
"Its not true? Are you sure. What we did..What we still do. Was that her delusion too?" Khushi was suddenly close to him and said with as much venom as possible."When you hold me...when you kiss me.. ". Arnav backed few steps as she approached him angrily. He was now blocked by the mirror behind him. And still was glaring at her. Her words hitting him making him more angry and oddly thrilled. She was a mess. A beautiful mess. Her Hazel eyes were red rimmed. One earring was missing. Her cheeks were flushed because of the anger. Her usually immaculate hair were wild and tangled. Arnav tried to reason with her."She means nothing to me now. Its you. Its always been you. Why do you make me say it again and again damn it!"
" She is your WIFE Arnav! And what am I? Just your whor.." She could not complete her sentence as he silenced her with his palm and almost growled at her."DON'T ever use that word. Don't you dare."and shook his head with raised eye brows. Unknown to him his other arm had snaked around her and held her close. She was on the verge of sobbing now. And his face softened."You know how delicate this is. You know it. What we did. What we still do.. its wrong..".We have been in this industry for a while now. You should understand thats how it is. Its a pretense. We ARE in the show business after all. Director and Actress. Perfect fodder for the Tabloids." Although this time they got it right about us.."He finished with a wry smile.
Hours later as the scene was shot to perfection, it was nearly 3 am in the morning. Khushi had been brilliant. Everyone was in awe and Arnav had stood in the shadows just watching her.Swelling with pride and emotion and memories. She was his find. He had molded her , taught her. She had been a docile sweet thing back then. A little on the timid side. Now her self assurance and confidence rivaled his own and he absolutely adored that.
Arnav tiredly was walking back to his suite, loosening his tie in the process. He remembered Ria's playful words.."You are a director , not a businessman. Why dress so formal?!". Its to charm ladies like yourself and it worked didn't it!" They had laughed at that. It seemed like another lifetime. Now they were just a bitter pretentious husband and wife. Stuck to each other. Each having different selfish reasons for staying together. Though Ria didn't love him, she was still possessive. And that irked him. Today she had gone too far. Messaging Khushi those pathetic words.
As he passed by Khushi's suite , he felt a powerful urge to just see her once more. Today was the last day of shooting and they were flying to Mumbai the following morning. And there would be no more privacy, no more secret urgent meetings. He knocked once and half hoped she would not open the door. They were going to hurt themselves more. But she opened it at once as though she had anticipated it and he made his way in quietly locking the door behind them.
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Index:
1. Prologue : Above
2. Chapter 1 ->https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/137083625
3. Chapter 2 -> https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/137120824
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I am not a seasoned writer. But this is one Idea I got recently. Please read and Review. Thank you. I will update Once a week.
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