Note : Since I am participating in a giveaway , I have decided to create a episodic story on my blog in order to keep the readers interested .
He was sitting in midst of prying eyes at a cafe near Juhu. This cafe was frequented by strugglers seeking role in cinema and TV . This was not his place , he was more used to a restaurant or coffee shop in the five star hotel just across the cafe . He looked disheveled , the top three buttons of the shirt were open. But his attire was perfect for a summer morning in Mumbai ,a sky blue printed shirt & jeans.
He sat in the garden area of the cafe waiting for his coffee and a fellow . The mangaer and waiter had hustled in the corner .
"What do you think he is doing here ?" asked the manager.
" How would I know ? " but he appears quaint , said the waiter.
" I just hope we get through the day." said the manager, looking at the crowd gathered .
The sight of Dhairya , a famous movie actor was blissful to many . Dhairya was handsome , young and a rising star until a few months ago . He had had shot to fame with sky rocket speed . The fame did adulate him and the the wrong choices brought him on the street , not literally though. He belonged to a family where acting prowess ran in the bloodline of the family . His both parents were fine actors. In past few months all his movies crashed , his girlfriend had dumped him , and he took up drugs . Now , he needed work of 'any type' to sustain his new habit .Dhairya Khurana sat in Cafe Catalanta waiting for a "no one" from Industry and under his breath he cursed the same crowd who were gnawing him.
Ep02 here
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He was sitting in midst of prying eyes at a cafe near Juhu. This cafe was frequented by strugglers seeking role in cinema and TV . This was not his place , he was more used to a restaurant or coffee shop in the five star hotel just across the cafe . He looked disheveled , the top three buttons of the shirt were open. But his attire was perfect for a summer morning in Mumbai ,a sky blue printed shirt & jeans.
He sat in the garden area of the cafe waiting for his coffee and a fellow . The mangaer and waiter had hustled in the corner .
"What do you think he is doing here ?" asked the manager.
" How would I know ? " but he appears quaint , said the waiter.
" I just hope we get through the day." said the manager, looking at the crowd gathered .
The sight of Dhairya , a famous movie actor was blissful to many . Dhairya was handsome , young and a rising star until a few months ago . He had had shot to fame with sky rocket speed . The fame did adulate him and the the wrong choices brought him on the street , not literally though. He belonged to a family where acting prowess ran in the bloodline of the family . His both parents were fine actors. In past few months all his movies crashed , his girlfriend had dumped him , and he took up drugs . Now , he needed work of 'any type' to sustain his new habit .Dhairya Khurana sat in Cafe Catalanta waiting for a "no one" from Industry and under his breath he cursed the same crowd who were gnawing him.
Ep02 here
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