Zoya Bipasha Vijayalakshmi, daughter of a tycoon named Narendra Prasadh. After graduating from college in Boston, her father sent her to Dharavi, the largest slum area in the world for tough life training in expecting that Zoya could become a caring, compassionate, and strong-willed leader. But she is falling in love with a poor who sell food named Praveen in Dharavi. Praveen Jayachandran, a poor young man. From the village he dreamed of becoming a famous Bollywood star, but fate brought him to Dharavi to become a street vendor selling Idli. Will Zoya be able to complete her father's challenge with the harsh life in Dharavi? Or she even get into trouble for falling in love with a man from a lower caste? Can their love survived in the midst of her fake identity?View More
"come on, Zoya! think about it! You can't let Praveen and Uncle Rajesh meet! Your identity can be exposed and everone here will know you! Everything could be messed up! Your safety can also be jeopardized in this Dharavi!" Zoya tried to think hard.But her brain suddenly froze. Oh no!"Ashita what happen to you?" Mrs. Fateema asked her again. Of course she was surprised to see the unusual behavior of her new teacher."Never mind, Miss Fateema. I'm all right." Zoya was still trying to cover up her panic. She caught a glimpse of Praveen on the bench outside. He still looked calm looking at his phone. Maybe he's having fun chatting with someone."You have an appointment with that handsome man?" asked Mrs. Fateema guessing. In her mind, maybe the girl would go on a date with him."Sorry, ma'am! Can I go for a while?""Where are you going?""Um... um... I suddenly have a stomach ache. It's normal. I want to buy sanitary pads, just in case it comes suddenly!""That's not a problem, Ashita!
"I'm worried. Please Remember Praveen, you're just starting your career as a movie star. You know, being a movie star requires a lot of capital. Not that I underestimate your good intentions in donating, but you need to upgrade yourself so that your appearance is really supportive, and It requires a lot of capital.""I think I have enough capital.""You don't understand what I mean. If you really intend to be in the celebrity world, you have to change your appearance. Facial capital alone is not enough. You need everything such as appearance, lifestyle as well as body and facial care. You can't only be smart like most youths with a simple and modest appearance.""Having appearance like this I already got an offer, really!" said Praveen confidently."That's because you went viral. How do you get the agency's attention? Of course you have to improve your appearance, right? Besides continuing to hone your skills?""Is that so? How do you know, Ashita?" asked Praveen innocently.Zoya smil
When Praveen came to the school, he was greeted by the sound of children singing under the guidance of the teachers. They looked happy that morning as usual. Like there were no burdens and problems in life. All they known was that life was truly beautiful and joyful. It could be seen in their happy faces.Praveen was stunned at the door. Zoya was seen singing along with the kids. She didn't notice Praveen's arrival.Praveen was free to see the girl. In his eyes, Ashita was indeed talented as a teacher."Good morning! Who are you looking for?" someone approached him. The Principal, Mrs. Fateema. Praveen greeted her."Good morning ma'am. I want to see Miss Ashita Agrawal.""What do you need to see her for?""I'm her friend. A few days ago I promised to give donation for this school," Praveen replied.Mrs. Fateema stared at Praveen as if probing. Handsome and kind young man. Was this the person that Ashita told about?""What's your name?" asked Mrs. Fateema."Praveen Jayachandran!" Prave
“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
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.
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
“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
"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