I waited for her as she took off her coat, and walked into the vocal booth, sitting on the chair, putting on her headphones and adjusting the microphone.
"Alright guys, we're ready when you are," Desmond said, I sucked in a deep breath, the stench smell of cigarette lingering still, I shut my eyes for a while, her face appeared , she was smiling, that somehow calmed my nerves, Arijit walked in with the changed lyrics, all thanks to Kareena.
"We're ready." I told him, he nodded, adjusting the sound and all, the music came up, it was lively, I liked it , I still like, I shut my eyes, snapping my fingers along the the beast...moving along to it, now I'm wishing I was standing,
Yeah......
Intro :
Yaara zindagi ko jeene ka bahana hai yehi
Hai bahana yeh purana toh purana hi sahi
Starters mein hai shararat kar le mohabbat
Don't blame it on me
Just blame the night,
Thodi raaton khumaariyon ki baarish karein
Aaj beete nahin unsey guzaarish karein
So just on a mohabbat kar le shararat
Don't blame it on me just blame the niiiight
Blame the niiight
Blame the niiiight
Blame the niiiiight...
The niiight
Blame the niiiight
Blame the niiiight
Blame the niiiight
Blame it on the niiiight
Niiiiiight
Night
Niiiiight
Niiight
Niiiiight
Niight
Niiiiight
I kept repeating, putting my voices wherever necessary,
Mood mein karo je karo , shame na karo
Main jo out ho gaya, mujhe blame na karo
So just skip the sharafat, kar le mohabbat
Don't blame it on me just blame the night
Shreya took over now....
Meri chaahato mein chaahaton ko apni mila
Thoda peele mujhe aadha, thoda khud ko pila
So just on a mohabbat, kar le shararat
Don't blame it on me just blame the night
Madhashiyaan si chaahat ki chaane do
Do ghoont aur chaahat pee jaane de
Ye ruke na ab sisila
Jaise chaahe tu pila
Ab hoge na koi gilaa aa
We ended. They all applauded as u dropped the headphones on the Mic, and walked out,
"I knew that the two of you would not disappoint me, and thanks to Kareena,her idea was superb, I mean, the song itself is awesome, goodness!"
"Who's Kareena?"Shreya asked as she came out of the booth,arranging her dress.
"Oh, she's...you don't know her, you haven't heard the rumours about her and Dhawan?" He asked her, I rolled my eyes, lighting up another stuck of cigarette and getting the champagne from the fridge, flopping down on the couch, when I'm here, that's basically the only thing I take into my system, it's the way here, Arijit's way.
"Oh, his girlfriend?" She asked looking at me,I ignored her, turning away from her,
"I don't know, I'm serious, he's over there, ask him, I'll see how they're working on the song," he left her, she strolled over to the seat beside me, and sat down,
"You've moved on I see,"
"You? Your boyfriend, Mark? That's why you're in London anyways," I shrugged,
"I'm sorry about those rumours,"
"Youre sorry, pfft" I scoffed, "sorry doesn't change the damage you did to my reputation, for the love of God I loved you, I even stopped smoking because of you, you gave me a future that was never there,"
"I still love you, you know," she said,
"Love, do you know what that is? Don't speak rubbish please,"
"I'm serious,"
"And I'm serious too, you left me with five months imprisonment, you let my aunt fall to her feet tk beg you, and all this was after you found out that my uncle was your father and he left your mother for my aunt,"
"I said I'm sorry,"
"And I said you're not! You're only saying that because you've seen mylife's going great without you! I tried so many times bitch! I tried to let you know, that my uncle isn't a father material, or even a husband material,your mother was lucky enough to escape him, you fucking have no idea how aunt survived in that house! You are solely responsible for her checking into a mental hospital, you're responsible for her heart failure Shreya,and I can never forgive you for that."
"Are you happy with her?" I smiled. I know the rumours aren't true but having a golden opportunity to rub in Shreya's face of how much of a jerk of she is, I'll do anything, and certainly cannot let this go,
"Oh yes I am, she's the best, Arijit has been praising her since then, "
"When did you get the tattoo on your shoulder?"
"The same day you left, I needed to feel pain, but I never knew you'd store a baggage full of pain for me, by having me locked up in jail, gosh Shreya,"
"Mark, we broke up,"
"Good for you," she shot up already teary eyes at me, but I ignored them,no tears of hers can melt the iron bars surrounding my heart,
"And he got custody of my child,"
"You were pregnant? Mehnn" I shook my head. "So you realize you love me, because Mark isn't with you anymore, and you expect me to dump Kareena and run back to you, because you're single again and you've told me you love me? You're still as dumb as you were,"
"Stop it Varun"
"Oh baby, am I hurting you? I'm hurting you with words baby, you should be grateful, " I got up from my chair, drew in a huge amount of smoke I almost choked on, walked over to her, and blew it straight in her face, " I'm with Kareena now, Shreya Goshan, you cannot replace her, she's selfless, you're selfish. You accused me of rape! Those charges were hard to fight again, you left me to suffer, I'm in the black book of India, if I make one single mistake, no one! Absolutely no one can save me! And its all because of you! You will remain a loner all your life, you'rd one of the reasons I'm this way, you turned me completely cold, worse than the way I was before I met you, but hopefully, Kareena will save me from myself, she'll be my redemption, now, you're nothing more than a co-artist, working on the same song, working for the same record company, understood?" I didn't wait for her answer, I walked away.
"Varun, come listen to this, it's superb, just a few touches, Desmond is the boss!" Arijit called me, sipping more of his liquor now, "ahh!" He said grinning, I sat beside Desmond, put on the headphones, the song was catchy, too catchy, very catchy. I loved it,
"Shreya, come listen to this, " he called her, she sat beside me,
"This is very interesting, " she said, it'd weird, we're commenting good on our own music
"Arijit, can I get a sample of this song, I need someone to listen to it,"
"Of course, apart from Rahul, Kareena needs to listen to this song, "he said,
"That's who i was going to give it to"
"I'd like to meet Kareena, she seems to be very special, she's your girlfriend right?" Jeez, Shreya and her drama,
"Yes, she's my girlfriend, and yes you can meet, there's a law party this weekend, you're invited,"
"Law party? What and where? And how?"
"I'll answer for you, Varun right now is a law student, all thanks to Kareena, I must say that I didn't like her because I felt she was taking my star , the face of this record company,but after what she has done, I know she isn't any mistake at all. "He said, the way he praises her, makes me feel more confident than I should,
"What school?"
"Glasgow, University of Glasgow,"
"Be there,"
"Black, dress code, black. And you're not going there as a spectator, you're going there, to sing as well, if not, don't bother showing your face at all, "
"Varun, your relationship is in the past, let the grudges go, look ahead, towards the one in front of you,"
"Youre right Arijit, but not after all she's put me through, you know, I'm worse than I was after the day I decided to believe her lies, I curse the day I asked you to be mine,I curse it!" I said with a rush of anger, filling my veins,
"I will sing, "
"That's more like it, and! When you see her, greet and pass, no small talks, no lingering talks , no pokenosing around personal matters,"
"I get it,"
"Sent it to you Dhawan," Desmond said,
"Thank you. I need to meet Mohit now,"
"We'll be shooting the video very soon, keep it in mind I'll call you, and I'm submitting this song for the Mirchi music awards and the Global Indian Music awards, okay?"
"Wouldnt it need a video? " I asked him,
"Securing a spot is necessary, so that's what I'm using , fans will be anticipating it more, along with it, I'll also sub,it your latest album, "
"Whatever you do, you're my manager, if you bring me down, you bring you down, if you get what I mean,"
"Yes, I do. "
"See you," I paused then turned back to him, "those bodyguards, have received enough from Kareena, she doesn't like them,they're consuming her personal space, and I agree, I don't need them,"
"Theres a music award going on,"
"Well, tell them to stay out the house, they're always into our private lives,"
"Fine, tell Bruno, he's your personal bodyguard, "
"Good, see you,"
"You too, " I wore my shades and exited the studio, not sparing a glance at her, this whole idea of Kareena being my girlfriend, is fun, it'll make her mad, create some drama , make me laugh, and she's gonna have to accept, I cannot allow that bitch into my life once more, not by popular demand, not by circumstances. I have never in my life come across a singer that heartless and selfish. Compared to her, Kareena has a heart of gold, I'm so happy, that I'm the only one who brings out the tigress in her, it's amazing, but relationship is so far from it, we cannot cope in that line.
We arrived at the crew's lounge, where they all stayed, cameras were there, and other acting equipment.
"Hey Varun!" The entire cast screamed, running to me,
"Hey guys, how y'all?"
"All good, tell me, why are you here?"
"Where's Mohit?"
"In his room, always there,"
"Alright, I have something for him, see you guys later," I left them as I headed for his room, then I opened the door, without knocking, shutting it behind me,
"Always forgetting your manners," he said,
"Howd you know it was me?"
"No one barges into a room without knocking, except Varun Dhawan, am I right?" He said turning his swivel chair around so he could face me, his room was always furnished, it could never look less of him, "sit," he said, directing his hand to the white sofa on his right, I nodded and took a seat,
"I'm sure you haven't had a decent breakfast,"
"Why?"
"Youre coming from the music studio, I wonder what logic Arijit has, making a singer smoke before singing, it damages the vocal chords, "
"He doesn't have a problem with it, "
"I know, it isn't right, he needs to understand that he's ruining you, you need to understand that, once your voice is gone, believe me, he'll dump you for some other singer, a new star, "
"That won't happen, don't worry about me, "
"Fine, so, what brings you here?"
"Why am I being asked that question?"
"Because you never come unless I've called you, "
"There's a movie at hand,"
"I sent you the script, you always talk on the phone,"
"True, you're correct all round, I don't want to do the movie,"
"Youre not serious,"
"Youve gotten me wrong, I don't want to do this movie," I said dropping the script he gave to me,he picked it up then looked at me,
"Namaste Scotland? Why?"
"There is already a Namaste London, Namaste England, I'm sorry, we cannot give the world repeated things,"
"Youre in the movie, fans will still love it,"
"I cannot take undue advantage of their love for me, I cannot, I need to make them love me more," he sighed, looked at the script and dropped it on his table,
"I understand, but you know my ways, you can't drop this when there's no back up, and I cannot start telling Fawad Khan to that he cannot write for me again,"
"I know your ways , I thought of Fawad Khan already, and he can still be the scriptwriter with my idea,"
"What idea? " he asked corking a brow at me, he's probably wondering when I began to have ideas, "well, not mine, someone else's, "I said, handing the book to him,
"Gujarati meets England, hmmmm" he said, flapping through the pages, he rang the small bell on his table, and his personal assistant rushed in,
"Yes, Mohit,"
"Get Fawad here, tell him its urgent," he said not looking away from the book, the plot is really captivating, a village boy, from Gujarati, a wealthy girl born and raised in England, seeing her the first time, he falls for her, seeing him the first time, she turns him into her slave, he endured all of her insults for the sake of his blind love, stupid fellow, but I'm going to be playing that character, one day she becomes blind, her foreign boyfriend with whom she paraded the whole village with leaves her, her parents are away in the Queen's palace, the boy sees her, and takes pity for her, despite her hatred, he makes sure she doesn't go into wanting, he doesn't revela himself to her, he keeps quite all along, and spoke when necessary, recognizing her voice was impossible, she never let him speak, while ordering him around. A particular day comes and he has the opportunity to return her to sight to her, it involved surgery, he somehow laid his hands on some money, and pays for the bills, as he arrives England, the surgery begins, and before that she told him, I want to see the face of the person responsible for taking care of me, I wish for that alone, a sight where I would take care of him the way he has for me, i will marry him. He didn't give her sight back to her to marry her, nah, I told you, the guy's stupid in love, a fucking love lorn, when they opened her bandage for her, she screamed, asking that the boy, who was now blind be thrown out of her presence, bitch! And before he leaves, he tells her, I'm the reason you're seeing today, and you're whole, but every other credit goes to God, do take care of my sight, and they wheel him out of the ward, he was taken back to his home land, by her sister, and left to be alone, now blind, he didn't have anyone, poor boy was an orphan, and a lonely farmer, when bitch realized her mistake, she travels all the way back to apologize, but getting there, loneliness killed the poor lad, and she lives in regret all her life. It has a sad story line, thoroughly heart breaking, but it's good. The door swings open and Fawad walks in, headphones on his neck as usual,
"Varun!" He calls giving me a bro hug,
"So unusual to see you here,"
"And you too, don't you have another movie to act? After your hit Khoobsurat?"
"Nahh, I don't, Mohit bundled me down here,"
"If it ain't him, who else gon' do it, "I said and we laughed,
"Fawad, you're in luck this time,"
"Meaning?"
"Theres a new story line, it's gonna be a hit,"
"Did you write this Dhawan?"
"Nahh, someone else did, "
"Imma look it up now,"
"Yeah, but I bet you, the plotting is excellent," I told him, the door opened, Mohit's p.a. coming in with a tray of food,
"Gosh, you know my so well Mohit, I haven't had a decent meal, " I said taking a bite out of the rolls,
"Mmhmm, except cigarettes huh," I smiled at him, a fake one though,
"Who wrote this?" Fawad asked not looking up,
"A friend,"
"A friend?"
"Yeah, Rahul's umm, girlfriend " I said, finding it hard for the words to come out,
"Hes got a girlfriend? That's new,"
"Yeah,"
"The plot's crazy good. I can work with her, I want to meet her,"
"You will, not this week, I'll be busy, next week."
"Next week's perfect, considering I'm not too busy, but exploring this place,"
"And its hot chics" I added, Fawan is one person who gets me,
"Yes Dhawan, considering you're not too busy with her," he said putting the paper in his pocket,
"Before anyone says anything, I'm out." I said, picking my shades and exiting the room.
Fawad Khan as himself
Mohit Suri as himself