Next week an email came from Parvez with an attached video file. Short to the point note said "Watch the video only when you are alone. Use headphones"
Manish waited till everybody left from office. He was getting impatient to open it but resisted himself till then. When Parvez says something, that needs to be followed exactly.
When the video opened, it seemed to be shoot from a low res camera, though picture was clear enough. Seemed to be inside a car and somebody was driving it, though Manish couldn't see the face from video. Than a voice spoke and it was Parvez's "Ok Manish, I am using a hidden camera in my shirt to shoot this. You won't be able to see me but you can see whom I am talking to. I am now going to meet your bitch wife".
There was no more talking after that for sometime, but from video Manish could see Parvez is entering his neighbourhood. He stopped in front of his house and knocked the door.
Poorva opened the door and she was surprised to see Parvez "Aare Parvez bhai aap? Manish to ghar me nahi hai ...."
"Salam bhabhi. Ha I know Manish not at home but I wanted to talk with you actually. Can I come in?"
"Of course, of course ... aaiye. Aap hi ka ghar hai ... come in please"
Manish saw Poorva going inside and seating on sofa. Parvez sat too.
"Aab boliye garib k ghar kaise ana hua ?" Poorva was asking.
"Aare bhabhi jis ghar me aap jaisi beauty ho woh garib kaha" Parvez's voice said
"Aap bhi na Parvez bhai .." Poorva was smiling (Flattering always pleased her) "Anyway, boliye what you wanted to talk about"
"Bhabhi, if you remember, last time I said when time comes, I will prove ki aap koi heroine se kam nahi ho"
"Achcha? to phir time aa gya hai kya?" Poorva was teasing him now.
"Ha baas time to aa gya hai ... baas aap ki permission ki deri hai" Parvez smiled and than his voice got serious " Nahi bhabhi, seriously. Actually I told you na ki I am trying to expand my jewellery business. Recently we started in Indonesia. You might know, there are lot of indians there who are our main customer and we want to reach to them."
Poorva seemed uncertain "Yeah to achchi baat hai ...but how can I help you in it?"
"Bol raha hu. We are starting some ad campaign there. We want a pretty Indian model but no one local is available there. I could have hired some professional from here in India, but most of them look too artificial and I don't want that for my ad. I want some model who is fresh looking, stylish and beautiful ...but not artificial like those professional models. Natural. I was immediately thinking about you bhabhiji."
"Me??" Poorva stammered, too surprised "But me toh kabhi ... never did any modeling"
"Yes I know and that what I am looking for. A natural girl. Baas bhabhi aap na mat boliye. 2 ghante ki shooting hai and payment too is very good."
"Payment?" Poorva was now all in attention.
"Of course, bhabhiji. Anyway I would have to pay pro models ... 1 session of shooting they take 60K. Wohi cheez agar aap karenge than ...."
"60kk? for 2 hours??" Poorva getting surprise after surprise
"No no that's only for pro models. Since you have all qualities of them and you are natural, my company will pay you 80k actually".
This time Poorva was speechless. She regained her composure after sometime. "Ok ..lets say I do it. What I have to do ?"
"Well bhabhiji, model has to shoot wearing all those jewelleries we want to sell. Shooting happens in 3 parts ... each time with different dress and jewellery set. 1 in conventional dress sari/salwar etc. 2nd in casual dress ... jaise ki jeans/t-shirt. Last one ... well last one is most important thing because that’s most attractive one which gets male attention ... it will be in bikini."
"Bikini??" Poorva was shaking her head "No, no Parvez bhai I can't do that."
"Kiyun bhabhiji? See it's just an ad aur aaj kaal sab heroine log to karti hai ... it’s so common. Aap jaise modern ladki k liye toh yeah koi badi baat nahi. "
"That’s ok Parvez bhai ... but when people see those ads here ... nahi nahi me nahi kar sakti"
"Aare bahbhi .. yeah ad to baas Indonesia TV k liye hai. We won’t be using it in India. No one here will know it here don’t worry. Aur sochie ... baas 2 hours job and you are getting 80 k. Meri izzat ki swal hai bhabhi ... please maan jaiye "
Manish could se Poorva thinking hard and he knew what she will be thinking. 80k...80k...80k. So when she answered at last, it didn't come as surprise "Thik hai Parvez bhai. I wouldn't have done that for any money ... but since it's question of your company... I will do this."
"Thank you , thank you bahbhiji. Baas aur ek last baat. What about Manish...? "
Poorva swaped her hand impatiently "Don’t worry about him. Your friend so I don’t want to use harsh word but fact is, he is rather old mentality guy with no understanding of modern world. He doesn't need to know anything. Anyway it's only a matter of 2 hours".
"Bitch.." Manish murmured.
"That’s what I thought bhabhiji .. from a modern woman like you" Parvez's voice said " You are right, Manish needn't know."
"So ... when and where is shooting? And what dress I have to bring for it?" Poorva was asking.
"No worry about dress/makeup etc bhabhiji ... beautician will be there with all dress and all. Place aur time I will inform you over phone tomorrow"
Parvez seemed to get up "To phir aab hame izazaat dijiye .. got some more work to do. And thanks again bahbhiji"
"Only glad to help you out Parvez bhai..." Poorva was saying.
Now Parvez got inside car, waved at Poorva and started car. While driving his voice taleked to Manish again "India arts, 2nd floor, SV road, Vile Parle. Day after tomorrow come sharp at 2PM. Time idhar udhar nahi hona chahie."
Then the video ended.
Manish waited till everybody left from office. He was getting impatient to open it but resisted himself till then. When Parvez says something, that needs to be followed exactly.
When the video opened, it seemed to be shoot from a low res camera, though picture was clear enough. Seemed to be inside a car and somebody was driving it, though Manish couldn't see the face from video. Than a voice spoke and it was Parvez's "Ok Manish, I am using a hidden camera in my shirt to shoot this. You won't be able to see me but you can see whom I am talking to. I am now going to meet your bitch wife".
There was no more talking after that for sometime, but from video Manish could see Parvez is entering his neighbourhood. He stopped in front of his house and knocked the door.
Poorva opened the door and she was surprised to see Parvez "Aare Parvez bhai aap? Manish to ghar me nahi hai ...."
"Salam bhabhi. Ha I know Manish not at home but I wanted to talk with you actually. Can I come in?"
"Of course, of course ... aaiye. Aap hi ka ghar hai ... come in please"
Manish saw Poorva going inside and seating on sofa. Parvez sat too.
"Aab boliye garib k ghar kaise ana hua ?" Poorva was asking.
"Aare bhabhi jis ghar me aap jaisi beauty ho woh garib kaha" Parvez's voice said
"Aap bhi na Parvez bhai .." Poorva was smiling (Flattering always pleased her) "Anyway, boliye what you wanted to talk about"
"Bhabhi, if you remember, last time I said when time comes, I will prove ki aap koi heroine se kam nahi ho"
"Achcha? to phir time aa gya hai kya?" Poorva was teasing him now.
"Ha baas time to aa gya hai ... baas aap ki permission ki deri hai" Parvez smiled and than his voice got serious " Nahi bhabhi, seriously. Actually I told you na ki I am trying to expand my jewellery business. Recently we started in Indonesia. You might know, there are lot of indians there who are our main customer and we want to reach to them."
Poorva seemed uncertain "Yeah to achchi baat hai ...but how can I help you in it?"
"Bol raha hu. We are starting some ad campaign there. We want a pretty Indian model but no one local is available there. I could have hired some professional from here in India, but most of them look too artificial and I don't want that for my ad. I want some model who is fresh looking, stylish and beautiful ...but not artificial like those professional models. Natural. I was immediately thinking about you bhabhiji."
"Me??" Poorva stammered, too surprised "But me toh kabhi ... never did any modeling"
"Yes I know and that what I am looking for. A natural girl. Baas bhabhi aap na mat boliye. 2 ghante ki shooting hai and payment too is very good."
"Payment?" Poorva was now all in attention.
"Of course, bhabhiji. Anyway I would have to pay pro models ... 1 session of shooting they take 60K. Wohi cheez agar aap karenge than ...."
"60kk? for 2 hours??" Poorva getting surprise after surprise
"No no that's only for pro models. Since you have all qualities of them and you are natural, my company will pay you 80k actually".
This time Poorva was speechless. She regained her composure after sometime. "Ok ..lets say I do it. What I have to do ?"
"Well bhabhiji, model has to shoot wearing all those jewelleries we want to sell. Shooting happens in 3 parts ... each time with different dress and jewellery set. 1 in conventional dress sari/salwar etc. 2nd in casual dress ... jaise ki jeans/t-shirt. Last one ... well last one is most important thing because that’s most attractive one which gets male attention ... it will be in bikini."
"Bikini??" Poorva was shaking her head "No, no Parvez bhai I can't do that."
"Kiyun bhabhiji? See it's just an ad aur aaj kaal sab heroine log to karti hai ... it’s so common. Aap jaise modern ladki k liye toh yeah koi badi baat nahi. "
"That’s ok Parvez bhai ... but when people see those ads here ... nahi nahi me nahi kar sakti"
"Aare bahbhi .. yeah ad to baas Indonesia TV k liye hai. We won’t be using it in India. No one here will know it here don’t worry. Aur sochie ... baas 2 hours job and you are getting 80 k. Meri izzat ki swal hai bhabhi ... please maan jaiye "
Manish could se Poorva thinking hard and he knew what she will be thinking. 80k...80k...80k. So when she answered at last, it didn't come as surprise "Thik hai Parvez bhai. I wouldn't have done that for any money ... but since it's question of your company... I will do this."
"Thank you , thank you bahbhiji. Baas aur ek last baat. What about Manish...? "
Poorva swaped her hand impatiently "Don’t worry about him. Your friend so I don’t want to use harsh word but fact is, he is rather old mentality guy with no understanding of modern world. He doesn't need to know anything. Anyway it's only a matter of 2 hours".
"Bitch.." Manish murmured.
"That’s what I thought bhabhiji .. from a modern woman like you" Parvez's voice said " You are right, Manish needn't know."
"So ... when and where is shooting? And what dress I have to bring for it?" Poorva was asking.
"No worry about dress/makeup etc bhabhiji ... beautician will be there with all dress and all. Place aur time I will inform you over phone tomorrow"
Parvez seemed to get up "To phir aab hame izazaat dijiye .. got some more work to do. And thanks again bahbhiji"
"Only glad to help you out Parvez bhai..." Poorva was saying.
Now Parvez got inside car, waved at Poorva and started car. While driving his voice taleked to Manish again "India arts, 2nd floor, SV road, Vile Parle. Day after tomorrow come sharp at 2PM. Time idhar udhar nahi hona chahie."
Then the video ended.