LIFE IN PAGE3
Today i am at the top of industry... Tomorrow i wont be... there will be someone else will be taking my place...someone young,beautiful,fresh like i was few years back.How much i wish to stay young, infact not only me everyone wants to... the youth has given me a career...it has given me name,fame and money.
Sitting on her couch in her flat situated in a posh locality, the most sought after actress of Bollywood Geet Handa was writing in her blog...blog which no one knew it was her's else it will catch media's attention..She was alone...lonely.Her pillar of support, her mother's died two years ago and her father had left her mother long back for another woman... for he was a superstar of his time and he had a huge fan following.One thing was for sure... Geet seeing her mother suffer... did not want to get married to a person who loves her money and fame.She felt it is better to stay single than cry every single night for getting ditched.
"Oh not again dadima..." Maan screamed... "i dont want to go to stupid parties where girls are ready to throw themselves on me as if they are doll...how much i hate them" dadima smiled...her pota was Ram in this kalyug... Maan Singh Khurana,king of construction industry... not at all interested in girls...rather bimbos... It was not that he was a male chavinist...his biggest role model was his dadima, a woman who single-handedly managed the company until he took over and who is currently taking care of KC's charity activities. He wanted one just one girl in his life who will stay with him no matter what happens, one who will be truly his life partner
"dadima... dont think too much... I AM NOT GOING" said Maan as he he was munching his breakfast... "wear that black suit... u look handsome in that and be ready by 7... bus no more arguments..."dadima walked away.
It was a party for raising funds and getting sponsers for "BEING HUMAN" organisation Khuranas being quite famous for giving huge chunks of funds were specially invited... but Savitri Devi Khurana .. not matter how big is the show she always gives the money by looking at it working and meeting the needy people.She had bigger plans by coming to the event today' meeting her social circle and get a nice girl for her pota ... a girl who comes from same class as theirs...and is compatible with her pota...
As Maan entered the venue the whole media literally pounced on him...taking the pics and asking every possible question... he silently muttered some sweet curses for dadima for 'forcing' him here...but suddenly the whole army media past by him...ran to a person who just came... "Ho! Someone more imp than MSK... who is that??" Ego was surely hurt...He wanted to know who was it... but couldnt bcoz of the ppl... but wait... he saw a glimpse... it is that actress...who is the talk of the town... whose pic he had seen in one of his assistant laptop as a wallpaper... She was beautiful in the pic... maybe bcoz of layers of makeup and a technology called photoshop.. thought maan.but she was indeed beautiful... very minimal makeup... she looked like an angel in that white saree... and a smile... and... a tinge of sadness in her eyes... noticed Maan
Geet hated it... but she had to... for being in the industry...she has to show her face in front of media once in a while... atleast tell everyone she is still alive..for she has no one to care about her...
Party was on full swing ... Maan was having some "business talks" with another successful businessman... truth was that he was keeping a close eye on Geet.
"Hi babes" startled Geet..the voice of pervert...she gave a faint smile... "u look sexy as usual..." said Dev, the famous producer who has given commericial hindi cinema a new meaning who has been famous for his various affairs...
He standing afar could see what most couldnt... sadness in her eyes... She wanted name and fame but not by selling her body to cheapos...she didnt like this part of stardom... She wanted freedom...rather she wanted a life where people respected her for her innerself...her character her hardwork... respect that could live lifelong...
"May I have this dance?" the most handsome guy asked the most beautiful girl in the most gentlemanly way. Geet thought for a while..usually she says a no...bcoz dance is often a chance for them to become intimate...but the way Maan asked...she was assured that he is not the person who would take advantage of vulnerable condition of opposite sex...but a person who is similar to her "dream guy"
"Sure" She gave her hand... Beautiful dance followed...Media got another hot news... Few meetings later she realized he is not similar to her dream guy in fact he is actually her dream guy...
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