"Hey Trishna, could you please help me
with the make up?" asked Madhu with foundation and brush in her hand. "Where
are you going with all the make-up huhh?" enquired Trishna while taking the
brush from her hand. "There is one photo shoot, nothing important. Just that I
want to look good there, you know," replied Madhu hesitatingly. She did not
want to divulge anything to Trishna as yet. "Ok, but come back soon. Today we
will go for the movie, remember?"
Madhu reached the studio room where the
look-test was supposed to take place. On entering she saw Rishabh busy
instructing the lightmen about the different angles. "Mr. Kundra, hi," said
Madhu. Rishabh turned to face her and grimaced, "What do you think you have
come here for Madhubala?" Madhu was confused and said, "The look-test." "And is
this how you are going to look for your look-test? Do you think I am doing a
film on call-girls?" Rishabh shouted at her face. Madhu's legs gave in hearing
such ridiculous words from him. "Who did that to you?" "My friend, Trishna,"
murmured Madhu. "Either your friend does not know ABCD of make-up or she is
just jealous of your natural beauty. Make up! Hair! Come here, right now!!" Two
women came running to him. "Take Madhubala to the greenroom and wipe off that
hideous make-up from her face and bring her back with bare minimal make-up and
that off-white saree that I had chosen. Go right now!!" And the women dragged a
petrified Madhu out of his sight immediately.
"Ma'am please don't cry. I won't be able
to finish your make up in time," pleaded the younger women of the two. "I do
not want to work here anymore. Please let me go," cried Madhu while wiping her
running nose. "Don't cry ma'am. RK sir seems very rude from outside, he wants
everything perfect for his shooting. But inside he is a very nice man. See, I
am not a hi-fi fashionable make-up artist like you will see in other production
houses, but he prefers me saying I can give the simplest look to his heroines
and they look their best in front of the camera. And you are so beautiful
without any make-up, why would you need to paint yourself like that?" Madhu did
not answer. "How old are you ma'am?" asked the hairdresser while managing her
hair. "20 years," replied Madhu. "Good, you will be in this industry for a long
time. You know na heroines hardly manage to keep their place in the industry
till 32-33. After that they are not even considered for good roles."
By the time Madhu came out of the room,
the floor was ready for the look-test. Purab was standing at a corner with the assistant
director. Seeing Madhu he smiled and Madhu also felt better. "So is everyone
ready for the look-test?" hollered Rishabh. "Yes," was the collective response
from his team. Rishabh signaled both Madhu and Purab to come at the center of
the floor. Madhu stood there with her head bent down, unwilling to face any
further mockery from Rishabh. She saw two booted feet approaching her. Before
she lifted her head to see who it was, a large splash of water landed on her
and drenched her from head to toe. She gulped in some of it and discovered to
her shock that it was none other than Rishabh. "Mr. Kundra, how dare you?"
shouted Madhu, unable to keep her rage in control. "First of all, call me RK,
because that is the name I am used to be called in this industry. And secondly
this is a part of your make-up. Remember Jalpari'?" jeered RK and took his
position behind the monitor.
They were taking snapshots and short
recordings of various situations planned for the movie. In one such clipping RK
instructed Purab to hug Madhu from back, and then move his hand over her
exposed belly while kissing her nape. Purab looked at Madhu unsurely and saw
her vehemence. So he just stood back without any movement. "Purab, we do not
have the whole day for this. Come on, hug her!" shouted Rishabh from behind the
monitor. Purab took one step towards her and Madhu shook her head in refusal.
Rishabh lost his patience completely and barged on the floor. "What's your
problem Madhubala? Why aren't you cooperating with him?" Madhu turned back and
ran towards the greenroom. "This girl is getting on my nerves now!!" muttered
Rishabh and followed her.
Before Madhu could lock the door behind
her RK pushed himself in. He clenched her hands and pushed her hard on the
wall. "What is your problem Madhubala? Is it so difficult to let Purab touch
you in front of everyone? Did you feel the same when Karan used to make you
dance with him all night?" hissed RK. "That is none of your business RK! And as
for Purab, I can't let anyone touch me like that when scores of people have
their eyes fixed on our every movement!" "Ahaan, so how will you accept the
fact when thousands of people in the movie theaters will be scrutinizing each
and every part of you on the silverscreen? Do you think it is that easy to
become a heroine?" shouted Rishabh on her face. "I did not ask you to make me
your film's heroine. You have forced me into this. But I cannot do things
beyond a limit, not yet," sobbed Madhu. RK's face softened a little. "Look
Madhubala, Purab is a decent guy. He won't take any undue advantage of this
situation, and I can guarantee you that. And as for the other people, I will
ask them to leave the floor and only the assistant directors and cameramen will
be there. Will you be comfortable with that?" Madhu nodded her head although
her teary eyes were not as much confident. "Close your eyes," asked RK. As
Madhu closed her eyes she felt a feather touch on her belly which moved to her
back and held her securely. She forced her eyes shut although inside she was bursting
with emotions completely unknown to her. She felt his warm breath on her neck
as he whispered, "This is exactly what you are supposed to feel and do in front
of the camera. It is just as easy." When Madhu opened her eyes RK was already
out of the room.
Madhu came out to see almost an empty
floor with 4-5 people including RK and Purab. She came and stood beside Purab
and whispered, "Sorry." "It's ok buddy," smiled Purab and approached her. "Perfect!"
exclaimed RK, as the act was over.
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