MVO: Vishal steps outside the art gallery. Chairman’s words still ringing in his ears –
Older man VO: “you might be the next Amedio Modigliani, kid, this masterpiece of yours can become The Reclining Nude of the 21st century. We have got an offer of Rs 6.8 million rupees already but wait till we take the exhibition to Paris”
He is like a dog with two tails, both wagging with joy.
And it is like facing a mirror when his brother opens the door for him, he too grinning from ear to ear.
In no time Vishal is dragged to the living room where two families are hugging and offering sweets to each other.
His brother introduces him to a girl.
Brother VO: “Vishal meet Neena, the girlfriend that I never told you about, the love of my life ….and now with the consent of two proud families, my would be wife”
Of course it is Neena, the girl he painted nude for the painting. Neena smiles at him and only as much as he can manage to smile at her.
Vishal says ‘excuse me’ and rushes to the washroom.
What’s he gonna do!? Withdraw the painting and remain a struggling artist, maybe forever. Or go ahead with the painting and bring disrepute to a girl, who would soon be searched on google first by the artist community and then by everyone including his own family.
Vishal opens the tap, splashes a handful of water on his face and runs his fingers through his hair ummm… his luxurious, artist length, straight, smooth, skullfull of hair ummmm…. Dabur Jasmine hair oil makes your hair so gorgeous, it feels ummm. Keep running those fingers.