Kabhi to nazar milao

Modern

Mr Kapoor was extra nice to Naina and Sameer when they met him in his office.

"Aaiye Naina ji, aap toh show shuru hone se pehle hi chaa gayi. Mujhe pata chala ki new year ke pehle hafte mein jo women achievers pe film bani hai usme aap bhi hongi. Yeh toh hamare show ke liye bhi bohot faydemand hoga." His voice was louder than usual.

"Aap aisa kijiye, ek chota sa shoot hamare liye bhi kar dijiye. Hum jo promo dikha rahe hain uske saath isse bhi dikha denge. Fir jab do tareekh se show shuru hoga toh sab aapka naam jaante honge, saath hi aapki film bhi tab tak aa chuki hogi." He continued in his boisterous style, without giving anyone a chance to speak.

Naina looked at Sameer.

"Yeh toh sachmuch achha idea hai, Naina. Mere khyaal se tumhe try karna chahiye." Sameer was equally excited.

Naina gave her consent for the shoot.

"Rekha, madam ko le jao aur zara dresses dikha do inke size mein." He called out to the assistant.

Both Naina and Sameer looked at him in surprise.

"Dress kis liye? Main koi role thodi karne ja rahi hun." Naina asked.

"Oho role ke liye nahi, bas koi dusra dress pasand kar lijiye shoot ke liye." Mr Kapoor replied.

Naina looked down at the blue suit she was wearing, then looked at Sameer. He was equally confused.

"In kapdon mein kya problem hai, Naina inme shooting kyon nahi kar sakti?" Sameer voiced his doubt.

Mr Kapoor scanned her once, then smiled at Sameer, "Sameer ji, problem toh koi nahi hai... bas modern nahi hain na... toh pata kaise chalega ki Naina ji ke khyalaat kitne naye hain, inki soch kitne naye zamane ki hai... yeh sab batane ke liye zara personality bhi modern honi chahiye."

"Kapde personality nahi badalte... aapki soch se aapki personality banti hai... Naina ke kuch shabdon se hi sunne walon ko pata chal jayega ki woh kaisi soch rakhti hai... uske liye Naina ko kapde badalne ki zaroorat nahi hai." Sameer tried to control the anger rising in him.

Mr Kapoor was instantly defensive, "Arre aap ghabrao mat... koi aise waise kapde nahi hain... humein pata hai ki aapki wife hain yeh... aisa kuch thodi bolenge... bas Indian ki jagah western dress hoga toh asar zyaada padega... aur Naina toh western kapde pehenti hi hain... fir isme problem nahi honi chahiye."

Naina pressed Sameer's hand under the table, aware of what all was going in his mind and how he was restraining himself.

"Dekhiye Mr Kapoor, mujhe Indian ya western kapdon se pareshani nahi hai..." Naina said in a flat voice, bringing a relieved smile on the older man's face.

But it was wiped off with her next sentence.

"Pareshani aapki baaton se hai... aap aisa show bana rahe hain jahan aap ek ladki ko saari duniya se takkar lekar apne liye kuch haasil karte hue dikha rahe hain... ek taraf aap iss baat pe khushi jata rahe hain ki mera naam women achievers pe bani film mein aaya hai... aur doosri taraf aapko lagta hai ki sab darshak sirf kapdon se kisi ki pehchan samajhte hain? Jee nahi, TV dekhne wale kis hadd tak inn shows ko apne jeevan ka hissa banate hain yeh shayad aap log na samjajh payein kyoki aap logon ke liye yeh bas ek naya project hai... lekin dekhne wale isse aise judd jaate hain jaise yeh sab unki zindagi ka hi hissa ho... unhe itna kamzor mat samajhiye... unke liye aapko yeh tamasha karne ki zaroorat nahi hai." Naina's words were the depiction of thoughts of all fans of good shows.

Mr Kapoor was dejected at her refusal to change her outfit... whatever else Naina had tried to explain did not register much in his business oriented brain. As Naina had correctly assessed, he was only interested in the viewers as long as they brought profit to his company by watching the shows. Once that stopped, his concern shifted to the new ones he was producing. He had no time for people who invested so much emotions into the world that was created in somebody's mind to begin with.