THE DIRTY PICTURE !!!

Once upon a time in the suburbs of the city of Madras (now known as Chennai), there was a girl who used to dream about becoming a great actress of the South Indian film industry. While bathing in the bathroom, she used to talk with the poster of Suryakant, the popular hero of South Indian films. She went for the auditions but got rejected. Feeling humiliated, she never stopped trying. A choreographer of the production house of Keeralal wanted a girl to shoot for the dance sequence with the song of ‘Ei…Nakamuka…Nakamuka…’, where the girl has to perform an act of seduction while whipping herself and rubbing the whip through the canyons of her natural valleys. Had there been no sambhar and chatni, you would have never liked to eat Dhosha and Idli. The item song attracted the audiences and the film became a hit. Reshma felt relieved that the production house did not censor that scene this time as per the orders of the budding film director, Ibrahim!

The Worm wanted to create a superb Silk. Reshma responded to that silky offer. The boy did a savings of 1000 bucks to have protected sex with her. She realized her natural asset value though rejected the proposal of her future fan. Suryakant got irritated with the new heroine as there was no chemistry at all. The entire shooting unit got upset. The popular hero had enjoyed 500 chicks before but his 501th chick gave the offer of 500 free performances. The agreement was so fruitful that the director never uttered the word, ‘cut’ during their hot steamy shoots. ‘Chutki joh tune kaati hain…kaati hain…yahaan wahaan…roothi hoon...geera ke apna palloo baar baar….ooh la la la…ooh la la…tu hain meri fantasy…’ The spicy films added spice to the taste of South Indian film audiences. Ibrahim became a scapegoat in the hands of Keeralal and Suryakant. Reshma suggested him to apply the ‘E3’ theory. It is all about Entertainment, Entertainment & Entertainment.

When the permanent performer steps in, the temporary performer has to leave the space; otherwise, the society snatches away the permanent prestige of the cheater. The brother of the popular hero gave her the lift. The race of the horses began with the branded blend of dark cold war at the backend. The whisper motivated the horse No.9 to win the race and it ultimately triggered the ‘ooh…la la…’ feeling within the heart of the budding writer. The media people always need some masala news. The sex siren got criticized for selling her booby and bold body to make a film super hit commercially. The newspaper also coined her as the ‘Modern Draupadi’. In the filmfare award ceremony, she protested her critics. But, in any film industry, you are not supposed to think about your critics but about how to implement your innovative ideas in your own acting. Whether you are good or bad, critics are always there to criticize you either positively or negatively.

As time progress, the taste of audience change. They start searching for a new face, new body. Shakila became her competitor. ‘Honeymoon ka joh raat hain…wahi raat hoon main…’, but all nights are not honeymoon nights. It is not feasible also. Suryakant and Ramakant played the politics, after all, the egoism always dominates on the psychology of the people who are associated with the glamorous world to become popular or to retain the popularity index. Suryakant got a new producer and called back Ibrahim, the budding director to wage a war against the heroine. Ramakant was the writer of the Suryakant’s latest film. Reshma wanted to hit a six on the Yorker delivery. So, she joined Keeralal to produce a film. Ibrahim had the last laugh, but side by side, the two warriors also fell in love with each other.

Love is blind but not deaf and dumb to understand the inherent sweetness behind the quarrel between them. Maybe, this is the branded style of ‘Ishq sufiyaana….’ No one was giving her any work and on the other hand, the debt factor was adding salts on her wounds. She accepted the offer of a new director who offered her lots of money to do a blue film, but alas, the apartment got raided. Being criticized again and seeing all the doors shutting down for her, she decided to have a nice sleep, but before sleeping she did a courtesy to tell her true lover about her sleep. The director was late in understanding the catch of words; maybe, Ibrahim was not as smart as Suryakant. That was the tragedy. The Silk lost its silkiness forever. To experience the dirt of dirtiness in a decent manner, you have to explore “THE DIRTY PICTURE”, featuring Vidya Balan, Emraan Hashmi, Naseeruddin Shah, Tushar Kapoor and others.