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For The Rest Of My Life (Part 1)

Part-1

“The first time you fall in love, it changes you forever. And no matter how hard you try, the feeling never goes away…”

Sounds philosophical.. Isn’t it? But actually its not. Here goes the explaination…


I, Alisha D’costa, 25 years old model and a social activist, doing well in my career and have achieved more than I ever hoped for. Yet there is a void in my life. I feel there is something missing. My closed ones say it’s the feeling of being loved by someone is what I miss. But I don’t really agree with them. Yes, I love watching romantic movies and reading romantic fiction, but I feel this whole concept of being in love and loved by someone like they portrait in movies and books is totally overrated and hyped. I feel this love thing is seriously not made for me. To be precise I think love is simply waste of time.


Today, I am travelling to Goa from Delhi for a shoot of an international fragrance brand. It’s just two and half hour flight.


Goa is well known for sun kissed beaches, serene blue seas and lush greenery. It’s a lovely holiday spot. Casinos, beach parties, rave parties, cruise parties, drinks, dance, music and what not to make you go crazy. It’s my first visit to Goa. I am really excited that I’m going to witness everything I have always heard about till now.


My flight lands at Dabolim airport. I take a cab and reach my hotel, The Zuri White Sands and Casino, in Varca. I check into the hotel where my room is already booked. Once I enter the room I cannot take my eyes off. Its furnished with pink and white curtains. They contrast beautifully with a king size bed and sofas that one can sink into. The whole look of room is modern, comfortable and luxurious. I keep my bags aside and call Ashutosh, the advertisement producer, to inform him about my safe arrival.


It is already seven in the evening so I spend rest of evening looking at the beach from the window of my room. Late in the night I order dinner in my room and fall asleep.


It is eight in the morning, when my cell phone blares. I awake groggily. It’s Ashutosh.


‘Hello’ I answer.


‘Hey Alisha, good morning girl, the shoot will start in two hours. Get ready and come to the location.’ He informs me.


‘Okay. I’ll be there on time.’ I assure him. We hang up.


I leave my bed, have a quick shower, put on a rugged blue denim shorts, tug in a casual baby pink tee and let my waist length hair loose. I see my reflection in the huge mirror. 


‘Girl you are going to rock today.’ I say to myself with a wink.

Within thirty minutes I reach at the shoot’s location. Allover equipped with cameras, trolleys, lights. Crew members busy in their tasks.


‘Alisha baby… This is what I love about you. You’re always on time.’ I see Ashutosh coming from my left. 


We shake hands and discuss about today’s shoot. He then tells me that my costume is ready and make up team is waiting for me. I go to green room and change into a blue color beach wear. I get a nice hairdo by the hair stylist and make up team does its job wonderfully making me look fabulous.


‘Maa’m cameras are ready. Ashutosh sir is waiting for you.’ One of the crew members informs me.

‘Yes, I’m coming.’ I reply.

I walk out of the room.

‘You’re looking gorgeous.’ Ashutosh compliments me.

‘Thank you Ashu.’ I say with smile.

‘Hey Alisha… meet your co-model for this shoot, Eric.’ Ashutosh says pointing to a male model coming towards us.


I look in his direction. Our eyes meet. His green eyes. My heart skips a couple of beats when I find him looking straight into my eyes. I feel a little awkward but he pretends to be cool with it.


‘Hey Ashu.. wassup dude?’ He asks Ashutosh with a manly hug.


‘All set. We’re waiting for you. Meet Alisha, your partner of this shoot.’ He introduces us.


‘Hi Alisha…’ Eric says gazing sharply into my eyes.


‘Hi…’ My voice quivers as I look at him. ‘Strikingly handsome’ my heart shouts.


‘You guys rehearse your scripts once again. I want everything to be perfect.’ Ashutosh instructs us and leaves to check the arrangements.


We take seats. I start murmuring my lines ignoring Eric’s presence around me but its darn impossible to concentrate on script. From the corner of my eyes I look at him. Our eyes meet once again. He catches me red handed staring at him. He smiles. I smile back. I’m feeling so embarrassing. To avoid any further embarrassment I sink myself into script once again.


Ten minutes later Ashutosh calls out our names announcing that the shot is ready.


We get up and take our positions at the shore.


To be continued…

KaNyA

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