Jab Rohan Met Naina

3 - Death in progress

"Thank you for the love from Australia!" Rohan exclaimed.

Australia? I'm not from there - OH. Okay, that was stupid of me. Not every Naina is Naina Kapoor. This Naina was clearly a fan of his. I chuckled and decided to close down his live chat. It was time to start writing some articles.

Our office's photographer, Jaydeep, had just emailed me some photos. It was of airport looks. I can't believe I am being forced to write articles on airport looks. People choose to travel and wear whatever they wish to. Why do celebrities need to bother about how they look at the airport? Go and enjoy your vacation.

Sometimes I do feel that I should write a column about my opinions on the Indian media. But then again, I would be contradicting myself. I work with them all. This clearly is not my dream. I want to become a renowned journalist and make documentaries on the "real issues" that are affecting today's world. At this point, none of this will happen. Instead, I am sat on a chair checking out actresses' airport styles. What has my life actually come to?

"PALAT"

The loud music disrupted my train of thought and I looked up to see Rohan entering with his co-star Shanaya. His manager was running after him, trying to keep up. Yet again, he is here for promotions. Wasn't he satisfied with yesterday?

I crossed my arms on the desk and buried my head as I watched him walk into the interview room. His eyes were scanning every inch of the room as he strolled in. The door behind them closed and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not so fast Miss Naina," said Mrs Bose's secretary as she tapped me on my shoulder.

"Since you are expected to take interviews soon, you will have to shadow RJ Raj, who is the interviewer for today."

I looked at her in disappointment and nodded my head as I walked towards the door. There was a sign on the door, which read 'Interview in progress'. More like 'Death in progress'. I knocked on the door and entered the room.

There was silence. All eyes were on me. RJ Raj shook his head while Rohan's manager quickly ushered me behind the video crew.

"Hi, I'm Shreya - Rohan's manager"

"Hey I'm Naina - a Journalism intern"

We exchanged smiles and the cameras started to roll.

"Hello and welcome to a brand new episode of Raj Talks. I'm with India's most loved celebrity Rohan Nanda and of course the girl with the IIFA "woman of the year" award, Shanaya Malhotra."

Both the actors smiled in unison. The conversation mainly included discussions on the current hot topic of "nepotism", their upcoming projects, the journey of shooting the film and their private lives. All of a sudden, Shanaya waved her hand in the air, signalling Raj to stop the interview. Her spot boy approached her and she asked him to get coffee for her.

"Is there a Starbucks coffee here?" she asked.

"No but we have Costa though" I replied. She shot me look.

Raj was also looking at me as if I had said something rude. Clearly this shadowing process involved me not talking...

You would not believe what just happened next. She ordered the spot boy to go and get her Starbucks, which was a mile away. So he heeded her wishes and by the he returned, the interview had finished.

"What's the point of coming now when the interview has finished? Idiot." She remarked and continued hurling insults at him. No one whispered a word. Rohan was trying to hide the horror on his face. I expected him to stand up for him but he did not say a word. How can you just watch someone being treated like that? My blood was boiling. I started to take a step towards Shanaya when Shreya pulled me back.

"Don't. You don't know her anger. Please!" pleaded Shreya.

I was just shocked. I knew celebrities had their ways of using their privileges but using it in this way? My gosh. Shanaya and "woman of the year"? My foot.

After all the drama, the actors exited the room. Rohan whispered something in the spot boy's ear and he smiled. That cooled me down slightly. He's not that bad then is he?

"I know," replied Shreya. I looked at her, confused. I realised I had just said that out loud and she had heard. She chuckled and followed Rohan to his car.

Saira hurried towards me and asked me to inform her what had just happened. She was just as shocked as I was.

"Dude how can she behave like that?" she questioned and I shrugged my shoulders.

"I wish we could write something about her you know" she said.

I smiled. I guess it was time to write a blind item.