The day i became an extra with 5 lines!!

This is actually something from my old blog..when i read it now i feel kind of stupid but posting it here anyway :))

I can finally say that I was part of a movie and no ..no that of an extra.I had lines,I had a role,I had a character.It was around 6 in the evening Chatting with the guys as usual….about our fairly unproductive day. There was this groups of people from a reseaonably well known media school who had been shooting for days together lugging around lighting and camera equipment from pillar to post.We pitied them,laughed at them,abused them though secretly Im sure all of us were harbouring dreams of stardom,of bring waited hand and foot!and then she appeared..she fell on her knees..she begged that one of don the greasepaint and do a role coz an actor backed out. ‘Can anybody act here?’ everybody points towards me

She:Can you act..please please
Me: uhh…well.. How long will it take?Im not too good at stuff like this.Are there lines in Hindi?
What Im actually thinking : uhh.. 2nd best actress for Lady Windmere in school,a hazaar skits in school,joined college’s theatre group only to be disappointed by student politics..,envying/admiring madhu all my life for getting into NSD.Why did I even hesitate…

She: it will just take 15 mins,please please,please
Me: Isnt there anybody else to do this? I have work tommo you see

What I’m thinking: Id love to do this.I love theatre..how many times ive silently cribbed abt my curfew in blr and being alone in blr which prevent ned me from auditions and being part of madhu’s theatre group.how the hell did I end up doing an MBA..

She: If its not you ,then it will be
Me : …uhh (after carefully uhhing and aahing a hazaar time) uhhh..ok

What Im actually thinking: I size her up.She looks like she can act.lemme show my self that Im better!

She handed me a pink kurta and the scrip.I was suposed to play a reporter (the brief-- be overdramatic and act like Pooja bedi)
All I could think of was HAHA!…. me spilling cleavage and wearing a mini skirt topped with a fake accent!Would be tough!!:))Went over the lines..there was quite a bit to say(5 lines!!).. I had to interview this loud,flashy movie producer and ask him abt what he liked,disliked,his sexappeal(yeah I know!),his passion,and his armaan..all in that order ..ofcourse in full sentences with some more words here and there.After practicing my lines with A~ who was supposed to play my cameraman but later got cut because he was too tall!!(now that’s a first!) I was ready. I was introduced to the guy who I was supposed to interview and practiced.This guy was great!!It was only later I found out that he did professional theatre and ws doing this role as a favour to these students since he had taught them.The first thing he said was ‘you’re a natural,you should do more of this’!I was thrilled.Given that he was an actor and a drama teacher his words meant everything.My mind went back to my college days when madhu and I used to discuss theatre.well..i used to do more of the listening since she was the one living it.

The practice sessions went great! Didn’t screw up once! We were all set for the final shot. Pin drop silence. The director is watching the monitor,cameraperson calls out ‘rolling’ and then he yells out action

I start..Mr Prem Moolchandani. .thank you so much for taking time out for this interview,our viewers are going to love this.Bas kuch khus,khas,…uhh rapid fire questions…CUT!he yells out

My co-actor assures me that its ok,its natural..i try it again and the director okays the take!finally I can go!but I was wrong..they wanted to take the shot from soo many angles..welcome to the land of movies!2 hours later..I was done!i walked out of the set with a feeling of accomplishment,sense of achievement!It was most people would call a bit role..but to me it was so much more!I was an actual actress for 2 and a half hours!

why did i create a blog?

I've asked soo many people to start a blog because i thought their blogs would be really interesting to read.I secretly harboured an intention to blog as well but as usual and as always laziness got the better of me!That Molu read my journal with my deepest darkest secrets(!!) in 7th std didnt motivate me either:) during my summers stint i did start a blog but 'a movie a day' activity came in the way.And besides I dont think i write very well either.And it isnt like i have to 'give to the world my thoughts'! though during summers i thought that was the reason.Of course my first 2 posts were anti delhi so now i guess at that point of time those were the thoughts i wanted to give to the world!

It seems ironic that at the fag end of my 2 year mba i start to blog when ideally i should have started to write it in the very beginning to write about 'my experiences',academic,cultural..or whatever...

But then again i have rarely done what' should be done'..barring a few exceptions and i guess thats how i became me and thats what I'm going to write about.