Serendipitous Love - Ep06

Ep05 here

  Lal called Krutika. 

“ Hello, Ijj it Kruttika”

“Speaking,” Krutika had a husky tone, a voice which melted Lal on several levels.

“ Alfred Fernandes recommended you. We have a suitable Praaject faar you”

Krutika could hardly believe her luck; Goddess laxmi had indeed endowed blessings to her in difficult financial time. She spoke excitedly,

“Yes, Sir! Tell me.”

“ Naat over phone , Lest meet at caafe Kaatanlanta tomorrow at 4 pm.”

“Yes Sir,” Krutika spoke with a humble voice.

Next day Lal had dodged his urge to put paan in his mouth. He had brushed for almost an hour , gargled gazillions of mouth freshener , dyed his hair and oiled it too. He donned his favorite ashen safari, a typical Indian attire which consists of shirt & trouser made from cotton. The colour of both shirt and trouser being same. The shirt posses three or more pockets.

 As he begun to move out, out of habit he turned to look at his late wife’s picture frame which hung on one of the walls and felt a pang of guilt. But, Krutika’s husky voice set him free; after all he spent last night fantasising Krutika in bed. 

Once Lal settled in an auto he went over Krutika’s portfolio again. The photos were taken in a full Anarkali dress,sari and a tight jeans. The expression were childish but her features were excellent. She was an unpolished diamond. How he loved it, he hoped to feel her skin today. The thought tickled Lal from within.

Serendipitous Love - Ep05

EP04 here

Lal knew he needed to act rapidly, Dhairya was under total house arrest, and it was not easy to get through the new firewalls created by his parents. He knew everything in Khurana mansion was sniffed and screened. He thought again and again, it was important to send message and coke to Dhairya, he was a catch Lal won’t lose easily. Lal caught hold of a person who would get him coke.

Lal figured the only way which could ensure safe delivery of parcel was through the maid of the house but she was a long standing employee with the family.

Not an easy meat, thought Lal.

Lal took risk, to his surprise she agreed to provide coke to Dhairya. Lal paid half a grand to her to get it to Dhairya.

Meanwhile, Dhairya threw fit about being house arrested. He told his parents that he needed work but his pleads fell on deaf ears. For an author Dharya’s parents would be a curious case, Free enough to put restrictions & busy enough to not sit and listen to their son.  Dhairya showed all signs of an addict; restlessness, anxiety, heavy breathing but the parents turned blind on him. Dhairya’s parents not only grounded him but were deaf, blind, and reticent to him.

Ganga, the housemaid delivered coke with a note,

Found a Heroine, we shoot in two weeks...

Ganga ensured that Dhairya’s parents won’t find him next few days. She had a job to save & she needed money too.  Dhairya was also careful … last time he was found in his own vomit. He didn't want to repeat again.

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 Krutika Malwe was small from small town. She was the same girl whose album Lal had spotted at Catalanta. She had come in with high hopes and no money.  Like every other Indian family acting was looked down upon. But kids like Krutika care lest of society. On the last day of graduation she hopped into a train which brought her to Mumbai, safely. She stayed at her “Bua’s” place for sometime.

She had it chalked out, first to get job and then try her luck in the entertainment industry.  She knew her farmer father could never support her leisurely pursuit. She had found a job in local BPO for 8000 bucks and in few days moved out of Bua’s house.

Krutika was a fiver, slender, one may call her undernourished, wheatish , dark eyes, and had a long tress of hair. 

Just like the type Yash Saab liked to cast.

Serendipitous Love - Ep04

Ep03 here

Over next three days Lal met many girls, but he didn’t find the 'type' until he was back to Café Catalanta

“Hey !” , Lal called out to a fellow agent Fenny .

 Fenny was agent who would pitch work for strugglers to production houses . He had not made any big shots but he did okay. Atleast Fenny would like to believe it that way.

"Hello, Lal ! What brings you here?", asked Fenny. Fenny despised Lal for the work he did , however it would never show on his face. Fenny was too polite.

“ I need your help , I’ve been looking for a heroine. Yash Saab type,  Do you have that type ?” , Fenny  giggled .

 “Since when did you looked for a ‘type’” , Fenny gestured both hands in air depicting inverted coma on type.

 Lal grinned, unabashedly displaying his stained teeth. He said , “ Fennybhai ,  I have very top secret project to work upon, you know my clientele.” Lal’s unbrazen  demeanour only disgusted Fenny . The Bald, tall fellow excused himself from Lal’s company.

Fenny  is a nice man , he would never wish any woman to land up Lal’s offer  however in need they might be.  Fenny left an album behind in his hasty exit. The album was noticed by Lal and he grinned again; even the waiter who cleared the table found Lal as one of the most disgusting customer ever served.Lal  knew that this girl would star in his next project with Dhairya Khurana .

Time had come to fill Dhairya’s pocket again.

Ep05 here

Serendipitous Love - Ep02

The waiter served him the coffee and sheepishly slid a tissue paper and stood there .  Dhairya looked at him confused , The waiter grinned sheepishly and said "Autograph please" , Dhairya had strong urge to throw coffee on waiter's face. But , but it was a bright sober morning and he had no intention to be the easy meat for media hounds . He had spotted atleast three of them in the crowd.

He appeared more jovial than usual and took Selfie with the waiter. This day is certainly going down the history, thought the waiter.

Mohan Lal was a middle aged fellow who earned his bread by making C grade movies. He was a despised man in the industry . In public , no one would associate with him  however in private a lot of A -listers courted him. He arrived on time to meet Dhairya who had begun to enjoy the coffee served.

Dhairya had relaxed himself in the cane chair so he didn't bother to shake hands with Mohan Lal. He as a courtesy did not offer him any kind of greeting. 

Mohanlal was used to such treatment
He took the chair and enthusiasticay begun the conversation :

"The work I have for you will place you in the league of top actors." said Lal , whose stained teath & lips disgusted Dhairya.

" Look I know you are incapable of producing anything that would be critical acclaimed and I know you don't have a script too . What I need is money , and in your case complete anonymity" Dhairya had begun to feel restless , he needed a dope to control his anger . 

Lal sat there quiet , he appeared to be lost in thought then he removed a packet of notes from the black pouch which was held by the wrist . He said "This is your advance money , I will call you in few days."

Dhairya flicked packet and left , Lal paid for the coffee.

Ep03 here

Deal with the Devil

Dian was walking down the lane to her home after a "no holds barred" quarrel with her boyfriend Jerry. Jerry was anticipating this quarrel for long and now he was a relieved man. He can move on . But Dian, her world had shattered. She had been crying all the way to her home. Everyone looked at her. Her eye liner has smudged, Foundation worn of  and Hair was messy.  And to top things, a thief came from nowhere ,snatched her bag and sped away on bike. She ran,but it was futile. It was dark, and the bag snatcher had vanished. She returned to her lane more consciously when she noticed a lot of women standing by and she thought, “Oh !they are there.”

A voice called and said "Yes, they are there.but by choice." Diana turned around and saw a magnificent woman standing behind. No words could contain her beauty.  She said "Did I say it loud ?" No ofcourse not girl, said the woman . Diana was 24 or 25 years old and the other woman was certainly older yet she was not motherly old. The older woman called herself Dafney.

"I see your pain. Dian, I saw it coming," said Dafney. Dian was confused, "who are you ?"and Dafney said, "I want to help you. Don't ask me who am I?" Dian looked, now sitting on one of the benches,trying to recall what were her feelings. Did something die within? What is it? Dafneyfelt pity for Dian's  heartbroken soul.  Dian was one of the few innocent souls left on earth. The oneswho distribute happiness to her. It was unfair on God's part to let the girl endure so much of pain.
Dafney's face had softened, her eyes welled up.  She said , "Dian,  just wish once that Jerry stays with you, forever . Just wish it once."  Dian asked,"Ändyou would grant me  my wish."Dafney  smiled "Yes!" Dian thought for a while and said "I want to fall in love again, that is my wish." “Someday you will”, said Dafney and took leave . Dian felt much better though the identity of Dafney remained unknown to her. Dian went down her lane.

Out of nowhere a man came and sat beside Dafney. Dafney was wearing the forlorn look."So,  you took all her sadness," said the God to his lovely wife . The Goddess said," She wanted to fall in love, again."They both sat there with her head on his shoulder. He changed her view to a sunset who would rise again tomorrow. She gave a vain smile.

Dian found her bag left at the fence with everything in place. It was a weird night and she hoped she didn't have to deal with devil.