Rajesh felt Zoya wanted to overcome her problem without anyone's help. If only she wanted to beg her father, surely he would help her. She wouldn't sell that car.It was strange to hear Zoya's decision, as strange as her father was. He sent his daughter to Dharavi before giving her an important post in Vishaya.Ah, sometimes the rich's way of thinking was difficult to understand."Okay, if that's what you want. I'll help you. May I have the vehicle ownership document?""You need it now?""Yeah, I'll take it to the car dealer. After that, I'll meet the building owner at the Taj Mahal cafe.""Wait a minute, I'll get it."Zoya got up from her seat and leaving Rajesh alone by the pool.Zoya went inside the house towards her room. She immediately took the car ownership document in a small safety box in her room. There was not the slightest sad feeling whatsoever to re-sell the luxury car. For some reason, she just felt flat. From the beginning she didn't feel 'clicked' with the car, unlik
Vinay, a man in his 50s did not expect that who came was a fierce-looking man, not a young woman as he thought. On the phone she did not say at all that she would be represented. "I don't want this negotiation to be represented by a third party. I want Zoya herself coming here and deal with me," said Mr. Vinay. "What's your problem if this negotiation is represented? Do you know who you are dealing with? If she wanted, all Dharavi area she can buy." "I don't care, she has to come here to meet me," said Mr. Vinay insistently. He didn't want anyone to represent her at all. "You know who Zoya Bipasha is? She's the successor and owner of the Vishaya group! She doesn't have time to deal with person like you, that's why I am here. You understand?" said Rajesh Kumar. "Is that true?" "And one more thing, you've marked up the price. You told her it was four million, when the price you gave the wholesaler was only three and a half million rupees. Why did you lie to my boss? You think I
"Ashita! Tell me that you're lying! It's hard for me to believe anyone would want to help us in such a short time! Two days ago we were still having trouble finding donors, why suddenly pouring now?" Mrs. Fateema still couldn't believe it. "I'm not lying, Ma'am! Do you know who bought this building and gave it to us?" "Who is the donor?" "Her name is Zoya Bipasha. She's the daughter of the owner of the Vishaya Group!" "What? Really? She's so kind! We submitted the proposal two days ago, and immediately get response. Isn't that amazing and inviting questions at the same time?" "What kind of question is that?" "Why did she immediately want to help?" "Why not? Nothing strange to me, Mrs. Fateema! It could be that she is interested after reading the proposal that has been sent. She help directly from her own pocket without complicated procedures." "When did she inform us of helping?" "Yesterday afternoon!" Zoya explained. "She called you?" "No. Her aide told me. He said she was
"I-I... I'm not moving from here! How dare you asking me to move! You think you can just ask me to move out of here? Before there is formal legal proof that Doorna is the owner of this building, I will continue to stay here!" said Mr. Eswar with an emotional expression. "Wow, how nice of you to say that?! Didn't you just say that to me?!" The man was silent with a gaze that was far from friendly. His arrogance had not shrunk in the slightest from his face. "Like I said before, before I see any formal legal evidence that Doorna is the owner of this building, don't try to kick me out!" "It's only a matter of time, Mr Eswar! I'll show you proof of ownership of this building later!" said Mrs. Fateema confidently. To be honest, she had not seen the proof of purchase in person, let alone the certificate of ownership of the building if it was Doorna Kindergarten who became the new owner of the building. She only bluffed according to what her colleague, Ashita Agrawal and Zoya Bipasha's
“Look, Praveen, I can't tolerate it if you have another day off today. Just three days ago you had a day off, now you are off again for unclear purposes. You better quit now," said Aunt Raju displeased when Praveen asked permission not to work due to the shooting which is scheduled for today. "How dare you asking for another day off!" Hearing Aunt Raju saying that, Praveen was speechless. Although he was little bit surprised to hear that, but actually he had expected and prepared himself that Aunt Raju would fire him. He should have spoken nicely and asked to resign when he accepted the contract a few days ago so Aunt Raju wouldn't have fired right away. But he forgot to say that because he was so happy to accept the offer to play in the film. "I'm sorry, Auntie. Yes, the fault is mine. I should have been honest with you, if I took a day off for other things. Actually, I got an offer to play in a movie a few days ago and have already signed a contract. Today I will undergo the pro
Fortunately, Praveen's turn to shoot was still long enough. There was a shot for the others first, so he could observe how people were working. Everyone seemed busy. The artistic team even more so. Fashion stylists, makeup artists, stylists, lighting men, scene recorders, voice recorders, all seemed to work with dexterity and seriousness. They seemed experienced. Some of the players whose turn to take pictures that day also seemed busy memorizing the dialogues according to the script. According to the director's direction, every player at least knows, and understands the dialogue of the roles they play. They were allowed to improvise later. Praveen was happy to hear this, so he didn't get hung up on the script.“You seem busy reading the script. You're new, aren't you?” someone came to Praveen. Praveen took his eyes off the script paper. There was a beautiful girl with straight black hair hanging down beside him. She flashed a smile."Uh, yes. I'm a newbie. This is the first time I go
Filming continued at the same location. What seemed busy was not the cast, but the crew. The players just waited for instructions for their turn. If it's not their turn, they sat a lot, memorizing roles or talking to other players.But not with Praveen. He was so immersed in the process. He observed everything how the crew worked. This was a first and new experience for him. And it's been a dream ever since.It was unimaginable, a moment like this had finally arrived. Imagine when he was determined to go to Mumbai, wanted to become a film actor, or at least be involved in the film-making process. From one audition to another he followed, but almost all failed. He almost gave up. Even in front of his mother's cremation he promised not to try his luck again in the world of cinema.But who would have thought, when he was doing another profession that was far from his dream, suddenly the opportunity came without being pursued. In fact, he got two chances at once. Fate is unpredictable.
“I was just about to sleep. Don't you go to sleep?" asked Praveen."I can't sleep.""Hey, why can't you sleep?""I don't know. My illness recurred again,” said Yashomati on the other side."Illness. What illness? I saw you on set you were okay? Why are you suddenly feel illness?”"I suffer from Insomnia," the girl answered in a made-up voice. Praveen gulped. Why was Yashomati's voice sighing like this on the phone? Is she acting? Acting seduce him?"Is that true?" asked Praveen pretending to be surprised. "Since when are you insomniac?"“Since meeting you!” she answered shamelessly. But there was a laugh on the other side. Praveen guessed. Was she really joking or seducing him? When it came to being seduced, Praveen already had a lot of experience. It was common for women to try to seduce him, especially women who like her. It was because of the gift he had. But he did not take advantage of this gift at all because he was not the type of man who was easily teased. He didn't know if th