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Tags: hobbies motivation romantic scene casting couch aishwarya rai john abraham weird beard BlogPrint
Tags: hobbies motivation romantic scene casting couch aishwarya rai john abraham weird beard BlogPrint
(Part 1)
“Oops sorry. Never heard that name before. So what were you doing so late, that you ended up catching this last local”, she asks
“Oops sorry. Never heard that name before. So what were you doing so late, that you ended up catching this last local”, she asks
“I was enacting a romantic kissing scene with Aishwarya Rai atop the BMC building at this hour, isn’t it obvious from my ID card that I was working??”, I shoot back frustrated with her tone of talking.
“I hope the Bachchans are OK with it”, she completed. I couldn’t help but laugh. I had never expected this answer from her. I was instantly at ease with her now.
“OK So apart from kissing Ash what do you do?”
“Well I’m working with an IT firm. I work in second shift which goes on till late in the night, but I make sure I leave early enough to catch the last local. What about you? You also enacting some romantic scene with AB jr??” I try being her.
“No please. First of all, I don’t like AB jr. There’s nothing remotely attractive about him. No chiseled features, weird beard and a noticeable paunch. Whats attractive in that?? Second I’m a ramp model, who dosent want to get into the acting business. Surprising yeaah, but true.”
“But don’t all the models ultimately want to get to the big screen?? I mean there are so many examples”, I contemplate.
“Leaving John Abraham n Bipasha, tell me one ramp model-turned-actor, whos actually made it?? Rest of them are jus churning out crap day in and day out. Id rather do modeling and be good at it than be an actor giving a string of flops!!”
Kurla has passed. Three old gentlemen get into the train. Still more than 10 stops to go. They should really have a Fast local at this hour. But then what will happen to the people boarding at non-fast-stop stations.
“Plus theres the inevitable casting couch. No matter how good one is, you have to please the Big Shots!!”, she resumes after having lit another cancer stick.
“Every industry has its pitfalls, but that dosent mean you don’t try for it. I mean there are big bucks to be made. I mean how long can modeling go on for?? Its just walking on the ramp from point A to point B. Whats the big deal in that?”, I add trying to get a reaction out of her. I do succeed.
“What the hell do you know about modelling Mister? You think walking down the ramp is that easy. You think with the flashbulbs pointed at you, thousands of eyeballs staring at your every move on the ramp is easy?? Dude, try giving it a shot once. Moreover, you think, sashaying down the ramp is the be all of modelling don’t you?”, she thunders.
“What else is there? When you’ll aren’t walking down the ramp, you’ll are in those Page 3 parties, giving air kisses to all and sundry”, I get back.
“Well, that’s how you see our profession. Ultimately its all about the Motivating Factors. Well, evidently for you, it’s the Money…..”
“..How can you say that?” I interrupt her.
“Who are you kidding? You are working overtime, from your looks it dosent seem like you are actually enjoying what you are doing. But you are doing it. Why? because the pay is good. Add to that Overtime allowance, Night Allowance. You must be making a killing at the end of the month. Nothing wrong in that. So the bottomline is your Motivating factor is the money, mine is something else.” she completes.
“And may I ask what your motivating factor is?”, I ask
“I’ll answer that, but before that let me ask you one question. What are your hobbies?”, she counter questioned.
“Well I love traveling and yeaa offlate have garnered an interest for photography, besides ofcourse I like to play the guitar..”
“How many of the above things can you do when you are working??”, she interrupted
“Well these are your hobbies, its not work!!”
“Point is I pursue all of my hobbies in my profession like reading, Travelling, Music and Photography. That’s the basic difference between you and me..”
“That’s cus you’re into modelling, I’m not.”
“That’s cos I chose modelling as my career cos I knew this is where alongwith work I would get to pursue my hobbies as well. And hey trust me on this, you would have made a terrible model.”
“How dare you???”, I shouted at her.
Mulund passed by, picking up a few more people on its way. The compartment now consisted of around ten to fifteen passengers, most of them sleeping. Yawns were worrying me too. And I don’t know when I fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already 830am!! Damn, I had slept another night in the train!! This had to stop. I was at Thane, the train was going back to CST. Well going to Kalyan now was out of the question. I just got off the train, splashed my face with cool water at the stinking public toilet. The rush was increasing slowly but surely.
Reached office by 10:00am. Late by 30 minutes, which would be reported to my seniors. The fact that I worked overtime didn’t matter at all. Bloody Double Standards.
It was 0012 hrs. I rushed as soon as I could to the railway station. The ladies in loud make up had reduced from the number I had seen yesterday. Well that was understandable as it was Friday, the 2 day weekend looming large. The train was scheduled on time. I followed the same routine and reached my seat in compartment no. 5
There she was, smoking like yesterday. In the same dress as that of yesterday. She acknowledged my presence with her smile, as if she were waiting for me.
(To Be Continued...)
(To Be Continued...)
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