TO Columbia my muse who inspired me write this
They are shooting for a dance sequence. He has to twirl her. When she holds his hand he winces. She quickly withdraws, concern flooding her face.
In between shots, she asks him what happened. Sports injury, he shrugs it off. She is more careful next time. It is a long sequence ,but she enjoys her rhythmic moves ,loves the lyrics that seem to be expressing some hazy feelings she dare not accept, perhaps not even understand.
He seems to be in pain. She is very uneasy. He has stepped out for a smoke. Why does he not take some painkiller. She fishes in her purse and finds one. She calls the spot boy and sends it to him.
After the next shot she is touching up her makeup. He comes and stands quietly, perhaps waiting for the hairdresser to move away." Thanks" he says. Don't be so formal, she says. I always carry some first aid.Idid not mean the tablet.Then ?she questions.
Is there nothing else for which I must thank you, he smiles when he asks her.She pretends not to understand.I read what you wrote last night,he says.She is quiet first but then shrugs it off.Oh that,she says.Yes..that.. he repeats.
What am I to you,he asks her. Why do you try to protect me all the time?She blushes under his passionate stare,both loving it and dying of embarrassment at the same time.It hurts me to see you misunder stood she says,looking everywhere except his eyes. Cut,the director shouts.
Look into his eyes when you say that,the director tells her.Yes,yes she says.After two takes she is able to get it right.They pack up .That was the last shot of the day.
She sees him standing near her car,fiddling with his car keys.His swanky car parked right next to hers.Why did you do it,he asks.What she says,knowing fully well what he is asking.Why do you bother to clarify when I don't feel the need.
She is just your friend and I don't like it when people speak rubbish,she says.How can you be so sure,he asks.Fine,I am sorry will never ever repeat it,she suddenly flares up.He has that bewitching lopsided grin on his face .
I am getting late,he must have finished shooting.We are going out for dinner ,she says and speeds away without even saying bye.He keeps standing there for a long time,smiling to himself.