I am An Actress Not A Slut - 3

I am An Actress Not A Slut

Episode Three

 

………………….. To be continuing.

 

I couldn't yank his fake face open because of no evidence. I planned a conspiracy against him and that's why I called Tanisha in India.

We reached my flat. I had already arranged a room for her. I showed her the room. I also went to my room which was right beside her. I didn't discuss anything about my plan in car lest it should reveal. In the evening, I knocked on her room’s door. She opened it. She was eagerly waiting for my plan to expose Pawan Kumar. It seemed that she could have killed anyone to let the public know her true story. She, looking at me, wanted to know my plan.

"Sting operation," I said in loud voice.

She stood silently looking at me.

I told her, "You have to go to his home in the guise of a newcomer to act in a film. You will convince him that you are ready to lie with him for a chance in a film. Our team will fix a chip camera and lapel mic into your dress. Only you will record all his confessions. It's not easy. It has full of risk."

"I am ready to take any risk," she replied.

I called in my three experts from the sting operation department.

 Puja Jha, an expert in prosthetic makeup. She could turn a man into a woman using her makeup materials. She also had used this technique in films. She had worked as a makeup artist in many films. But one day, she was molested by Pawan Kumar when she went to use makeup on him. She fought, but like Tanisha, she was thrown out of the films.

Nandita Paul, an innocent girl of Bengal had come to Mumbai to join Bollywood as a cameraman. She was very expert in planting cameras in the human body that no one could trace it even if the body is naked. She faced the same tragedy. At first, she was offered as a cameraman in a big budget film. She was called by Pawan Kumar in his bungalow. When she reached there, Pawan Kumar gave her a condition to sleep with him. As she refused, she was brutally tortured by his hooligans. She also lodged an F.I.R against him but with no use.

Vijaya Iyar, my third expert, had joined the film as a stunt coordinator. She used to train Bollywood heroines for fight sequences. One day, Pawan Kumar called her in his bungalow and allegedly raped her with his companions. She could save herself from one, but they were eight in the company.

 I put them together and appointed on my news channel. They subsequently conducted many sting operations for the channel. I also took help from my friend, police commissioner, Anirudh Patekar. He had also helped me immensely in the past when Tanisha was defamed by everyone. But he couldn't prove her right because he had joined the police department just a few days before. He promised all kinds of help from his police department. All gathering together, we commenced our ultimate common mission 'Operation Pawan'. I noticed the smile on everyone's face.

Tanisha learnt various fight styles from Vijaya to save herself in an emergency. She also learnt the process of handling chip camera and lapel mic easily from Nandita. In Bengal, we grew up listening to the story of how goddess Durga learnt techniques from various Gods before fighting against Mahisasura. I saw Durga in her.

It was Puja's turn to show the magic of prosthetic makeup on her. Though I had witnessed so many uses of her makeup during our sting operations, but this time it was my own love. I was called to see the trial of Tanisha's makeover and arranged a chair to sit in a room adjacent to the makeup room of my news studio. I had been waiting there for almost one and a half an hour. Finally, I saw a girl entered the room. I ran my eyes from her leg to head. She wore a velvet red short dress which hardly reached up to her thighs. Her eyes colour was deep blue. She had a long straight hair that touched her hips. She looked like sixteen years old. I took more than fifteen minutes to recognize her as Tanisha Bose, my childhood friend. I was so mesmerised by her look, I uttered the word, 'Maya'. She overheard it and changed her name with it for operation Pawan. I decided to propose her at the end of this operation. I stood up and applauded for this amazing makeover to Puja. My team joined after me. Everyone was happy. They already anticipated their win. I gave her Pawan Kumar's manager's phone number.

From next morning, Tanisha started calling his manager. After a dozen of trying, her line got connected to him. Over the phone, she showed her deep interest in films and told him that she was ready to do anything for acting in a film. She also showed interest in an appointment with the producer. The Manager gave her his WhatsApp number and ordered to send some of her portfolios to him. We had captured some explicit photos during the trial time of her makeup, she sent them immediately. Those photos were very explicit and captured by a professional photographer. Approximately thirty minutes later, the manager called her and arranged an appointment after four days with the minister cum producer, Mr. Pawan Kumar. He told her not to go to his Mumbai apartment, instead, she was ordered to go to his bungalow which was a few kilometres away from the main city. I understood his cruel intention. We eagerly waited for our final judgement day. All of us couldn't sleep at nights. During the night times, they often listened to the song "bar bar har, unki har ho" (no more losing, this time he will lose) from the film Lagan. At last, the final day came.

On that day, four girls looked worried.

 

 

To be continued. .....................

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