RK sipped his hot tea as he read the news on the Page 3. He smiled reading the headlines. It was written in bold letters - Love birds caught in action. At least his movie was getting the needed limelight as he thought. Soon Sonia's demand came into his mind, ruining the little happiness he had got.
In fury, he ate a spoon of hot oats. He screamed in pain , burning his tongue. He pushed the bowl aside and curled his fist. He couldn't enjoy the few seconds of happiness only because of Sonia. He wished he could end this chapter. But he had movie in process. He had invested large amount of money and efforts. He banged his fist on the table helplessly.
Rajbir tore newspaper and threw it in the garbage. His manager had happily stacked them on the table of his spacious vanity van when he was not there. He had contemplated on yesterday's event ever since the paparazzi had caught him red handed with Simran. He stayed away from all kinds of media. He had switched off his phone. He wanted to clear his mind. But nothing helped.
His mind replayed continuously the memories of yesterday. His heart feared of losing Rita. He worried what she felt when she saw the news. He worried that she would be distance herself from him and he would never get a chance to reconcile her. He closed his eyes. He tried to calm his mind. But he ended up scolding himself for thinking about thanking Simran. He should have not done anything.
Simran was still annoyed with her mother. She skipped her breakfast and gym session. She didn't want to see her mother's face. She directly headed towards the set. She was the first one to arrive. Unlike others who were either engrossed in their thoughts and news, she was occupied in rehearsing her lines.
Within few hours, her mother called on her phone. She didn't pick. After many rings, her phone got silent. She didn't speak to anyone. She had rehearsed her lines so many times that she could remember them in even in her sleep. When the shot was called, she gave her lines effortlessly. Rajbir tried to speak to her during breaks. But she ignored like she always did in other movie shoots. She headed back home once the schedule for the day was completed.
(To be continued)
In fury, he ate a spoon of hot oats. He screamed in pain , burning his tongue. He pushed the bowl aside and curled his fist. He couldn't enjoy the few seconds of happiness only because of Sonia. He wished he could end this chapter. But he had movie in process. He had invested large amount of money and efforts. He banged his fist on the table helplessly.
Rajbir tore newspaper and threw it in the garbage. His manager had happily stacked them on the table of his spacious vanity van when he was not there. He had contemplated on yesterday's event ever since the paparazzi had caught him red handed with Simran. He stayed away from all kinds of media. He had switched off his phone. He wanted to clear his mind. But nothing helped.
His mind replayed continuously the memories of yesterday. His heart feared of losing Rita. He worried what she felt when she saw the news. He worried that she would be distance herself from him and he would never get a chance to reconcile her. He closed his eyes. He tried to calm his mind. But he ended up scolding himself for thinking about thanking Simran. He should have not done anything.
Simran was still annoyed with her mother. She skipped her breakfast and gym session. She didn't want to see her mother's face. She directly headed towards the set. She was the first one to arrive. Unlike others who were either engrossed in their thoughts and news, she was occupied in rehearsing her lines.
Within few hours, her mother called on her phone. She didn't pick. After many rings, her phone got silent. She didn't speak to anyone. She had rehearsed her lines so many times that she could remember them in even in her sleep. When the shot was called, she gave her lines effortlessly. Rajbir tried to speak to her during breaks. But she ignored like she always did in other movie shoots. She headed back home once the schedule for the day was completed.
(To be continued)
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