Manan bedroom photographs

"What are you doing Manik? Hurry up! I don't want to be late again tonight because of you. It is the heroine who is supposed to be late for her dress selection and makeup. Here I got ready an hour ago and you are still in the bathroom. Do you want to reach there after the party gets over....just to roll up the red carpet? Come on, Maan, it's been 15 years. You are not so young and charming now that your fans and debutant actresses will be drooling over you. Admit that you are married, a Dad of two grown-up kids and a 41 years old veteran actor. Your lover boy image is gone."

Nandini giggles out the last line while nearing her face to the closed bathroom door so that Manik can feel the tease. It immediately works. The bathroom door gets open and our prince of romance steps out with a sarcastic smile. Nandini checks him out from the top to bottom. He is wearing only a towel. His hair is wet and water is still dropping from his moist tresses. He approaches Nandini with a slow leisured gait, drying his wet locks with a towel.

"You must have forgotten that no party starts without the entry of Manik Malhotra whether he is the 21 years old debutant lover boy or 41 years old successful superstar. It is the 15 years success party of 'Pyaar ya Kalank'. For the last 15 years, no movie could cross its collection record. It is one of the highest-grossing movies in Indian cinema. A particular movie hall is showing only this movie for the last 15 years. National Award, Flickfare Award, Bigscreen Award, Stardust Award....our movie bagged almost every award beating all its contemporary movies. And you are saying that they will start or even end the party without me! If I don't go there, they will probably come to my place to celebrate. Don't underestimate your husband's charisma. I still have that charm, Mrs Nandini Malhotra. It's my decency that I don't look back at anyone. Otherwise, there is no shortfall of people who ogle me. Married or unmarried...father of two or bachelor, the Manik Malhotra has the same aura. So, let them wait. This superstar will take time."

By the time Manik ends his monologue, they have reached the dressing table opposite the bathroom door. Now, Nandini is caged between Manik's towering frame and the mirror. The seductive fragrance of his cologne invades her nostrils making her every pore titillate with desire. The edge of the dressing table touches the back of her thighs and she sits on the wooden platform loosening her limbs. Manik observes her condition and chuckles inwardly. Hiding her inner wish, Nandini replies in a sarcastic tone,

"Isn't it too much narcissism and vanity, Mr superstar? I think you are overconfident about your flamboyance."

The nonchalance fades from his eyes and gets replaced by dark intensity.

"Really? Then why is your breath getting erratic? Why are your eyes telling something else? Right now, you are dying to have me in the bed. Am I right or am I right, Mrs Malhotra?"

Manik's tone is raspy. For a second, the entire blood of her body rushes towards her face. In a quivering meek tone Nandini counters,

"Wrong..."

Manik decreases the distance more and scoots forward to meet her embarrassed orbs. His front part is softly pressing Nandini's upper torso. He caresses one of her cheeks with his jawbone and reaches her ear.

"Am I right or am I right?"

His husky whisper weakens her knees at once. Her right hand clutches the hairbrush. She closes her eyes and murmurs,

"Wr...rr..ong.."

Manik touches her earlobe with his warm moist lips and again mumbles,

"Now?..."

That is it for Nandini. She snakes his neck in a blink of an eye and sinks her ardent lips into his. Manik grabs her from her heavy butt and lifts one of her legs to settle it on his waist. Right now, she is hanging one ft above the ground. His greedy hand slips into the slit of her evening gown, touching her smooth skin while another hand wraps her waist just to pull her more to his frame.

"Ummmmm....."

A satisfactory moan escapes Nandini's busy lips as Manik is sucking them like a famished lion. Manik twirls and pins Nandini on the nearest wall just to get more possession on her slackened body. A bangle-stand falls on the ground with a loud jingle. Only then, a knock at their bedroom door pulls them back from their la la land.

"Mom...Dad...are you ready...we are late."

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"Tonight is the grand annual success party of 'Pyaar ya Kalank'. Like every year almost the whole Bollywood film industry is present here but as usual our hero, our own Manik Malhotra is yet to come. For the last 15 years this movie...."

The anchor halts as the camera abruptly changes its aim and focuses on the entrance. A buzz initiates in the media crowd.

"They are here....focus on them...focus on them...shoot the entire entry..."

In between some personal compliments and comments are heard.

"Ufff...he is dapper." "And she is a head-turner. Both compliments each other." "They are the ultimate golden pair of Indian cinema." "Their love story is no less than any movie." "Look at their sons. As good looking as their father and as cute as their mother." "Perfect family." "I heard that Nandini Malhotra recently visited a gynic clinic. Any chance of any further good news?" "You mean new addition in Malhotra family?" "I hope so..."

Manik and Nandini come out of their black Audi. Manik is wearing a black tuxedo while Nandini is wearing a red evening gown. Their 15 years and 10 years old sons Madhuk and Madhur Malhotra follow them with confident steps. They are star kids and they are used to this attention. The surrounding dazzles with the camera flashlights and deafens with the clicking sound of the shutters.

"Sir...Sir...Ma'am...how are you both feeling? This is the 15th successful year of 'Pyaar ya Kalank.' Any comment?"

An enthusiastic journalist stretches the mike toward Manan.

"Expected. It is one of our finest performances."

Manik's arrogant reply brings lines on Nandini's forehead. With a sweet pleasing smile, she replies,

"Thanx to our fans and viewers that they have given so much love to our movie. Without that, it won't be possible."

"Ma'am you left acting after Pyaar ya Kalank. Why so? Can't today's woman balance her career and personal life together? Didn't you convey a negative message to the film fraternity that marriage and kids are the ends of an actress's career? You had so much to give this industry."

A female reporter shows her disappointment. Manik looks at Nandini and arches his brow in an unsaid 'Didn't I tell you so?' question. Nandini curves her lips in a satisfactory smile and replies,

"As a human being, I have many more to give this society. Acting was never my passion or aim. I always wanted to be a teacher or a philanthropist. Acting was an accidental decision but social working is my ultimate goal and by God's grace, I am being able to follow my heart. In any way, my husband is there to fulfil our fan's demands and I think one actor is enough for a family. Or else it will be too much of melodrama...ha...ha..."

Her chuckle spreads to others' lips. Another journalist amusedly asks,

"What if your kids want to peruse acting as their career?"

Before Nandini replies, Manik mouths in a confident way,

"They are free to choose anything as their career. After all, it is their life. If they like dramas....(he chuckles) And now please excuse us. We are late and my beautiful wife is already angry with me for that."

He winks at Nandini with his heart-melting smile. In reply, Nandini bits her lower lips with a pretentious angry frown.

"We have arranged a small interaction session after this party. So, be comfortable and enjoy the evening. Excuse us for now...come Jaan.."

Manik pulls Nandini by her forearm. Both approach the main entry and so their kids.

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"Have you told Bro about it?"

Komolika mumbles against Nandini's ear. The party is over. So, the interaction session with the media. Most of the people from the film industry have left.

"What is she supposed to tell?"

Suddenly Arnav comes forward. His wife Khusi has left as their newborn baby is alone at home with her nanny.

"Arnav! You didn't go?"

Nandini tries to dodge the question.

"Your husband stopped me. He had some discussion about the upcoming film with Raizada banner. By the way, have you considered my request? It will be a surprise for your fans if you do this film with Manik. Come on Nandu...15 years are quite long for hiatus. Your kids are grown up now. And isn't that you can't manage your social work after shooting. Think about it. Don't waste your talent. You are not born to be a mere homemaker."

Arnav sounds desperate. Nandini pouts and looks at Komolika.

"You are late to request, Arnav. Now, it is not possible. At least not for 2 years."

Komolika utters with a mysterious tone. Nandini rolls her eyes at her and mumbles a soft admonishment,

"Komi..."

Being puzzled Arnav utters,

"What? Is there anything that I missed?"

"Your friend is pregnant again. Thanx to my horny, Bro...ufff..."

For a second, all keep mum and then split their sides with a guffaw.

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"Manik...relax...I have to say something."

Nandini stops Manik's aggression as he tries to enter her. He lifts his head from her cleavage and meets her mischievous eyes.

"We can't do this for the upcoming 3 months."

Her tone is grave and impassive. Manik lifts himself from her body by placing his elbows on either side of her frame.

"Can't do this! Why? And what is this 3-months matter?"

"I lied to you."

Nandini sounds serious. Being flummoxed Manik sits on the bed,

"Lied? Come on, Nandini. You know I hate riddles. Make it clear..."

He sounds restless which makes Nandini giggle inwardly. She also gets up and sits squarely.

"I lied that you are an old father of two grown-up kids."

Her tone is still flat. Other times he would have protested on the word, 'Old'. But now, her earnest tone makes him frown in bafflement.

"Well, today only I came to know that you are a father of 3 kids. Now, you can consider yourself as older."

This time she can't hide the tease and amusement in her voice. Manik leans forward and switches on the side lamp. His eyes are confused. Nandini grabs one of his hands and places it on her lower abdomen.

"Our upcoming film, Mr would-be father."

Manik's wide eyes shuttle between Nandini's face and her belly. Delight flickers in his eyes. Suddenly he cups her face and fuses his ardent lips to hers. The kiss lasts for some happy moments and then he withdraws himself.

"I think this film should have many sequels too. At least 8. Then our football team will be completed. What you say, Mrs would-be mother?"

Manik says in a husky naughty tone. In reply, Nandini only utters,

"Horny superstar..."

These lines truly suit these two weird love birds,

"Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders..."

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Author's note: So, this is the end of this story. It's the longest one as I was as usual struggling to wind it off as I thought there are so much to say about their love. Hope I have been able to portray the story of these two superstars and their story of Behind the camera. Thank you so much for your love and support.

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