Uncut Stories

4 . No Autograph, no photograph.   Manik Passing by  the  living room of my mansion I was greeted by my one and only companion Loneliness. Screaming things that I would like to discard from my mind. Shaking my head away from the thoughts of past , I climbed up the stairs  sparing a single glance at the corner where stood the idols in all its glory in its own kingdom, Feared by all and indifferent to all who prayed to him . Sighing I went straight to terrace , dropping my blazer at the floor I leaned on at the recliner . Too tired to call the staff for some refreshment . Conversation with Anny flashed before my eyes and a small  chuckle left out from my throught. A painful chuckle . She is too naive ! A light sound snapped me out and I found Mariya bringing the tray of food near the recliner .  Her tired eyes with prominent wrinkles are give away of her age. The only one in the mansion who cares  for me more then her paycheck. She   smiled brightly by placing the tray in front of me

    6. Mystery singer. Manik Walking along the silent shores with occasional buzzing of wind and waves, determined to find the reason behind her oblivious reaction. What if she is not here today! My feet soon halted at the sound of her melodic voice and my lips turned into a curve . As earlier I tiptoed and stood behind her enjoying the ethereal Melody. Oh ! How can she make a simple song sound  so pure . Light wave of dizziness hit me as an aftereffect of the alcohol in my system. Shaking away the feeling I take a seat beside her . Sands of the shore crumbling into my attire as I settle down. As if sensing my presence, she abruptly stopped her singing and released an audible sigh. Her head was slightly ducked , eyes were fixed on her lap while she fidget her fingers . I quickly a averted my gaze and looked at the wide blanket of stars above me. Twinkiling in it's own glory , hiding in a million stories . After a peaceful moment of silence i enquired still

  5 . hook ups.   Manik Sitting at the green room , I went through the the script of the scene. It was my third shot of the day . Everything was fine but my mind was in haze . I couldn't discard her face from my mind and most importantly her oblivious reaction. It was irritating the hell out of me. How could someone be so oblivious after seeing a celebrity . ! I mean , cmon public crave for my one glance . Shaking my head I resumed back to the script when I heard the Buzzing of my phone . Receiving the call while flipping the pages of the script I frowned while Aryaman informed me about the glitch in our finance department . " Where is Cabir ?"  "He went to fetch you sir , he will be there with the file in half n hour . " Came his reply . With a small OK I disconnected the call and walked out of the green room for my shoot. " I have only 30 minutes , is the set ready or I should call it a pack up .?" I asked the director while glan

  3. wrinkled love. Manik I wake up jerked and instantly blinded by the harsh rays if sun. Shutting my eyes tightly I tried the adjust the sudden light . My bed suddenly felt more hard and my back was stiff.  Groaning I tried to sit up when I felt sand under my palm. Where the fuck am I ? Swiping of the sleep from my eyes I glanced at my surroundings to only find myself greeted by blissful view of the beach .  The water glistering in its icy blue colour while some birds flying here and there probably to find some food for living.  I smiled at the view , so fresh so lively. And then the reality sinks in .. I slept here last night ?!  But why ? My mind instantly drifted back to last night and all the memories flowed down to me. I stood up and instantly started searching for the woman who was the source of the song last night. After a moment I stopped and ran my hand along my hairs. What the hell is wrong with me ? How can she be here? . With a irritated sigh