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My Bollywood Diaries The 1990S Pt 02

My Bollywood Diaries The 1990S Pt 02

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The audition with David Dhawan went very well, even better than I had expected. David was captivated by Karishma's innocent, sweet looks and banging hot body. And so was Govinda, who was present at the audition.

We were sitting out in the open, under a makeshift tent, trying to escape the blazing sun. Portable fans were whirring at full speed, making it bearable.

"Yaar Kartik, this Karishma is really good. Dances very well and she's too cute! I've actually worked with her earlier, but she was just a teen back then," Govinda said to me while sipping a piping hot cup of cutting chai, basically Indian tea.

"Yes Govinda ji, she's extremely talented. Raj Kapoor's grand-daughter, so it's in her genes," I said, including the part about her family background to kind of impress upon him the fact that he shouldn't try to mess around with her.

"Hmm," he replied, pensively. "Tell me one thing, Kartik," he added later. "Do you happen to know Neelam well?"

"Neelam Kothari?" I responded, surprised that he was bringing her up. "Yes I do, but why?"

"Any idea who she's with? Boyfriend's name?" he asked, taking a long sip of his chai while keeping his eyes on me.

"Na, I didn't know she had one," I lied with a straight face. I knew who the guy was, but wasn't about to reveal it to him.

"She has one, I am sure of it. Yaar, ek baar acche se haath mae aa jaaye," he said, pursing his lips and looking in the distance. (Once I get to lay my hands on her properly)

I didn't reply to that and with that our conversation ended as his manager called out to him. He smiled, shook hands and walked away to his trailer.

I then walked up to David Dhawan and began conversing with him, "David saab, Karishma's audition was great, na?"

"Yes, yes, wonderful. She has that light in her eyes! Her innocence, it comes through on the camera. And yet, there's a naughty side to her too, I can tell."

"Absolutely, I told you that you'd like her." I replied smiling. "So the contract documents, can we sign it now?"

"Yes, I'll have my secretary bring it to my trailer in another half hour. Make sure Karishma's there to sign it too. And the amount will be as per what I spoke to you on the phone. Signing amount we'll give today itself."

"Of course! Thank you David saab! You won't regret this decision," I said with a huge smile on my face.

"David saab, after we last spoke, I thought about what you said about Raveena a lot. And then I had a long talk with Raveena. I've convinced her to give an interview with Stardust explaining that she didn't mean to say those things about you, that she was misquoted and that nothing had happened. If you want it, of course."

"Really? You did that?!" David said with a big smile.

"Yes of course David saab. I'll take care of that. Your reputation will be restored, don't worry. But there's one thing you could do for me.." I said to him frankly.

"Anything, just tell me!" David responded.

"Your next movie, 'Andaaz' could you cast Juhi and Karishma?"

"Ah, both your clients!" David laughed. "Hmm OK, you're serious," looking at my expression.

"Karishma may be right for the role of the girl in college. But Juhi as Anil Kapoor's young wife?" he seemed unsure.

"She's not got any movie for a good 6 months after the one she's working on now. You were worried about her being over exposed to the public, but this'll be a break of sorts." I said.

Actually, I would've been OK with Juhi not getting the part even if it meant less income for me. Juhi could do with a break, she'd been working pretty much non-stop for the past couple of years. My aim however, was to get Karishma the role of the younger girl besotted by her teacher. After all who else could play the role better than a real life nymphet like Karishma?

As if on cue, David said, "Ok, listen, what are Karishma's dates like? I mean after 6 months? 'Raja Babu' will be wrapped up and I want to see if she could be signed on 'Andaaz'."

"I'll make sure her dates are available." I said calmly, although I was elated within that he'd agreed so easily.

"And about Juhi, let's see. I'll need more time to decide on that."

"OK. Let me know when you've decided. I'll talk to Raveena about the interview. And don't mention anything about 'Andaaz' to Karishma. Let me first talk to her."

"Sure," replied a beaming David.

And so, I had managed to convince David to sign on Karishma for two movies, to be filmed back to back, 'Raja Babu' and 'Andaaz'.

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A couple of hours later, with all the contractual work and initial reading of the script done for signing Karishma as the lead actress for 'Raja Babu', we were driving back to her parents' bungalow. Karishma was all excited and yakking about what costumes she would have to wear for the role of a rich young girl.

"I will ask my costume design lady to come up with some really bright colored ghaghra and cholis for this role. I want it to really shine on the screen," she said excitedly.

"Listen Lolo, there's a friend of mine, Manish Malhotra, I want to introduce you to him and his work. He's a fashion designer."

"Oh, OK. Why? Isn't Mathur's work nice?" she sounded surprised, looking at me sideways.

"We could do a lot better Lolo. Manish is really talented, has had some great exposure to designers here and abroad and wants to get into film costume designing eventually. Keep an open mind."

"Ok. If you say so. Can I talk to Mummy too about it?"

"Yes of course. Babita aunty must be on board as well," I replied.

It was a fact that many actresses had controlling parents (mostly mothers) who would sometimes be present on set and mostly want decisions to be made with their approval.

As I pulled into the parking lot of the Kapoor bungalow, Kareena waltzed into view and opened Karishma's door.

"Didi, how did it go?" she asked eagerly.

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"Superb! I got the role!!" Karishma yelled and both sisters hugged tightly and hopped around in a circle. It was obvious that they were very close, the sisters, despite their age gap.

I smiled as Kareena came to me and hugged me tightly, "Thank you Kartik bhaiya!"

"Anything for Lolo," I said as I hugged her back while looking at Karishma.

Karishma's smile at me in response was just what I was hoping for, utterly genuine. Her eyes were moist as she came up to me and hugged me.

"Thank you," she said.

"Anything for you, Lolo."

As we walked into the drawing room of their posh bungalow, Babita Kapoor walked in as well.

"Aunty, Lolo got the role." I said to her.

"Yes, I could make out from all the yelling outside." she replied, sounding calm.

"Mummy, Kartik wanted me to explore the idea of changing my costume designer." Karishma said, walking up to and hugging her mother.

"Why? What's wrong with Mathur's work?" Babita asked, looking in my direction.

"His costumes are too flashy, Aunty. He puts in too many frills, sparkly stuff and things that look really out of touch with fashion. We need to look classier, make Lolo look more like a modern day girl than Mathur manages to do. Manish has very good taste, and was willing to work for a heavily discounted fee for his first movie with Karishma."

"I'll ask him to tone it down for this movie, Kartik beta. But he's staying for now. Besides I don't know much about this Manish Malhotra." Babita responded.

"No harm in meeting Manish and seeing his work though, na?" I wasn't going to give up easily.

"We'll think about it, beta. Now go wash your hands, I've asked the cook to prepare some hot potato bhajiyas for snacks. And Karishma, no Thums Up for you today, ok? They'll ruin your teeth." Babita replied as she walked out of the drawing room.

And so it went. We met with Manish Malhotra, and as I expected, Karishma loved his designs, his color sense, his taste in fashion. In fact they got along well too, which was OK by me since I knew he was a closeted homosexual. But Babita stood firm that Mathur was fine and they'd consider him sometime in the future. At least she agreed to stay in touch and continue to see his work a little more before she made a final decision.

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Let me reflect on my relationship with Kimi that had ended in 1992, when she had married Shantanu, quit Bollywood and left India for Australia.

When we started seeing each other, she had made it clear to me that she wasn't looking to get married to a younger man and that too one establishing himself in the industry, like me. She wasn't one to make false promises. Kimi was incredibly frank, forthright and spoke her mind. She had a clean heart, but had been taken for a ride in multiple failed affairs, by Bollywood actors, including Danny Dengzongpa, Sanjay Dutt, Mithun, Anil Kapoor and Jackie Shroff.

When we first met at a film party, it was instant attraction for me. Kimi's beauty blew me away, her beautiful features, stunning green eyes coupled with her strong eyebrows, beautiful thick wavy hair and lovely complexion. And the way her mouth tilted to one side when she talked. She was her usual self, flirtatious, gregarious and very touchy feely. As that party wore on and I could hear the conversations going on, it became apparent to me that she clearly was a misfit in an industry of hypocrites; men and women who slept around in private, but acted like saints in public, judging anyone they felt didn't fit their idea of a good person.

I was introduced to her as Moon Moon Sen's friend and agent. I boldly asked her for her number, ready to be declined but she surprised me and readily gave it. I called her the very next day and was genuinely surprised at how cool she was. No star airs, no attitude.

We conversed a few times over the phone and then one day she asked me to come over to one of her shoots in Khandala. It was a beautiful day, slightly overcast and cool. As I sat a couple of spots next to Anil Kapoor's manager, watching her dancing and lip syncing to a rubbish song, I couldn't help but admire her beautiful, slender yet voluptuous and curvy body in a tight gold skirt, red top and garish pink boots.

There was clear tension between her and Anil Kapoor. They would act out the dance sequences and then Kimi would immediately bolt in the other direction once the director yelled 'cut'. So I guessed they didn't get along.

I sat there nursing and hiding my erection for a good half hour ogling at her while she would keep turning around to look at and occasionally wink at me. By then, I was completely floored by her and just wanted to fuck her badly.

The shoot ended for the day and as people were wrapping up stuff, Kimi walked over to me and quietly whispered in my ear, "I'll call you after this, let's have dinner together tonight." I just beamed a big smile at her.

That night, we went to a small restaurant in Khandala for dinner. Just the two of us, at a corner booth. Dinner conversation was a riot of laughter. Kimi loved my sense of humor and her flirtatious nature got the better of her as she asked me to meet her again the next night for dinner. Two dinners turned to five and eventually she asked me to come to her hotel that weekend.

That weekend was one of the most memorable ones of my life, one that got me started on a path. The hotel where the actors, director and other top crew was housed, was a nice one by the standards of the early 1990s. The rest of the crew was housed in a simpler hotel, which was still quite neat and clean but without any frills.

I walked into the air conditioned lounge of the hotel around 9 PM and was sitting by myself when Kimi approached me from behind, unnoticed and suddenly pounced on me and put her arms around my neck and shoulders. I first smelled her great perfume and then felt her body warmth as she leaned in close to me and gave me a peck on my cheek.

"Oh God, lipstick lag gaya," she said, wiping away the lipstick mark on my cheek.

No one was around to notice this, or else it would've appeared in the next edition of film rags as a big scandalous story.

As she sat across from me, I got a good look at her. Kimi looked gorgeous, wearing a green blouse that wasn't really low cut, but she'd left the top 2 buttons open. Done deliberately I guessed and it revealed her spectacular cleavage. I peeked at it while trying to maintain eye contact with her.

She'd worn a pair of skin tight white pants that were high up on her waist, as was the fashion back then. She had put on light makeup, with lightly applied kajal (mascara) and eye shadow accentuating her eyes. Her beautiful arched eyebrows together with her green eyes tinged with brown gave her a very feline look. Her lipstick was dark pink in color, making her full lips look immensely kissable. I couldn't take my eyes off her as we ordered dinner and ate while chatting about our lives and work. The connection we made was palpable.

We finished dinner and I ordered Madras filter coffee, Kimi ordered a Thums-up and we chatted for a while. It was getting to be 10:30 PM and things had quietened down around us.

"Your eyes are incredibly beautiful Kimi," I said, gazing at them.

"Thanks. It's just an inherited feature. I'm basically a Kokanastha Brahmin. Light eyes are quite common among our community actually."

"Yeah I'd known that, but didn't know you were one. There's this other beautiful actress, Madhuri Dixit, she's Kokanastha Brahmin too," I said and Kimi's eyebrows went up immediately.

"So you like her, huh?"

"She's beautiful, that's for sure," I said with the smallest of smiles. Kimi didn't look very amused. Actresses apparently didn't like to hear good things being said about other actresses, especially the newer not so established ones.

"What did you think of my costumes for the dance sequences so far?" Kimi asked me.

"Some were stylish, a couple were just so so, but you carried them off well," I replied honestly.

"The director wants me to reveal more for the night sequence of the song," she said with a frown on her face. She had begun to trust me I guessed, if she was telling me these things.

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"That's to be expected I guess. You are the glamour girl after all, and they're paying you between 2 to 3 lakh rupees per movie, which is a huge sum!" I said frankly.

"Hmm..Yes, but I'm fed up of that stuff now. I can't get any meaningful roles even now, after I've been in so many movies. It's all just two three songs, two three scenes and please just expose." she said.

"Yeah, most of the movies in the past decade are male centric. Two scenes, two songs and the actresses' role is over," I agreed.

"Maybe I'll need to seduce Shyam Benegal or Shekar Kapur to get an arty type role," she said and we both laughed loudly and then added, "But that's not really my scene. Commercial cinema for me, please!

"You're having coffee this late?" she asked me as I downed the last of my filter coffee.

I chuckled and said, "Yes, I'll be up till late in the night I guess,"

"I want to be up till late in the night too," she replied, with an incredibly naughty smile.

I grinned, not sure whether to take her comment seriously or not.

"I'm serious," she said, smiling with her eyes, her mouth partially open. Kimi's compulsively flirtatious nature couldn't be kept down for long.

"You're just teasing me, and if I said I wanted to come up to your room, you'd probably ask me to get lost," I said, testing the waters.

She continued to smile, took the straw from her Thums-Up, put it into her mouth and said, "Would you really like to come up to my room?"

"Absolutely," I replied, my heart beats going up.

"I've been wanting to ask you since we first had dinner together," she quietly said, while softly biting her lower lip.

I was elated inside, smiling all along as I paid the bill and we silently headed back up to her room, avoiding the main reception area.

As I walked behind Kimi up to her room, up the staircase, I couldn't help but notice her swaying hips and her gorgeous buttocks, encased in those tight high waisted white pants. I could make out the outline of her panties through the material of her pants. My cock started to get hard in my pants at that sight. Her swaying hips, the thick juicy buttocks, her wavy hair, it was incredible how sexy Kimi was even from behind.

She opened the door to her hotel room and we stepped inside. The room was large and quite nice, with a large double bed, TV and a big sofa on the side. Kimi walked up to her bed and kicked off her 2" heels and plonked herself on the bed. I went and sat on the sofa, not sure what to do.

"So tell me Kartik, have you known any film actresses before me? And I mean known as in, you know?" she asked.

"Yeah. Dimple, Sonam, Shabana Azmi and Moon Moon are all good friends. But Shabanaji is more of a mentor, someone who was a senior."

"Oh really? She's quite an intellectual, na?" Kimi enquired.

"Yes, a smart lady," I replied.

"And Moon Moon? What's she like?" Kimi asked looking at me closely.

"Very very flirtatious..incredibly so. But it's mostly harmless, she just loves the attention."

Which wasn't really true, but I didn't want to gossip about her. The truth was that Moon Moon Sen was a total man-eater. She was married to royalty from Cooch Behar, but her husband, a rather mild mannered nice chap, whom I'd met, was a closeted homosexual. She didn't want to divorce him due to all the social stigma then associated with that, plus he was very well to do. Remember, this was India in the 1990s, divorces were still uncommon and many of these actors and actresses preferred to indulge in side activities that kept them occupied if a marriage was going bad.

The result was that Moon Moon was always looking for physical satisfaction elsewhere. It was common knowledge in Bollywood and consequently every actor, director and producer wanted to fuck her. She had had a string of affairs with several actors and directors and Bollywood wives hated her. And I of course had had the pleasure of having sex with her quite a few times. I might divulge those details some other time.

"And are some of the rumors true? That she really sleeps around a lot?"

"I don't think it'd be right for me to talk about that Kimi,"

"You're such a goodie two shoes type!" she laughed and then said, "You keep secrets well, na?"

"What makes you think so?" I asked

"I know about you and Moon Moon. Jackie told me about the two of you, day before yesterday." she said.

"Oh? How'd he know?" I asked feigning surprise.

"As if you don't know. He's been fucking her for years now, She's available every time she's in Bombay and he wants to meet her."

"See, I don't boast about my flings." I replied.

"I like that," she said smiling. I too smiled in response.

"Come here na, on the bed," Kimi gestured to me, tapping on the bed next to her. She tossed the latest edition of Stardust lying next to her, onto the couch.

I took off my shoes and socks and lay with my head resting on my arm, next to Kimi.

She ran her hands through my hair and said, "I like your hair, it's so soft."

As I felt Kimi's hands running through my hair, it meant we had now crossed a certain boundary, a physical boundary. That got me excited, my cock began to get hard and a big bulge was now visible on my pants.

"You're nothing like the person you project in those interviews you give." I said pointing to the Stardust magazine.

She smiled that crooked little smile of hers, which was so damn cute I could barely keep myself from reaching out and kissing her.

"And you haven't done anything, despite me being alone with you in this room. Other men aren't like that," she said softly and poked my nose.

"I guess I'm a gentleman," as I ran my fingers over her palm.

"Be a bad boy for a change!" she said giggling, egging me on.

I wasn't going to wait any longer, not when Kimi had given me the signal. I swung in close to her, put my hand around the back of her head and then softly planted my lips on her beautiful dark pink lips. Kimi responded, kissing me back.

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