Nomination

"Damn Zoya you should've seen his reaction, they were priceless" I said while laughing.

"I missed it, I really wanted to saw his face" Zoya said in between her laughs.

We were laughing on the scene which unfolded a few hours ago at Singhania's place. I narrated her everything that happened there as soon as I met her. The 'famous Gulab Jamuns' . Actually it was Zoya's idea to take Gulab jamun instead of Kaju katli. And dude for God sake our plan worked and his reaction was priceless. We were so busy in laughing when a voice came and caught our attention to it.

"Hemlo guys! Seems like you forgot about me" Abhi said while jumping on bed with enthusiasm.

" How can we forget about you" Zoya said while pointing at him.

"When we didn't even know who you are" I pulled his legs teasing him.

"What!!!!!" Abhi questioned.

"Who are you Mr.?" I asked with a questioning face pointing towards him.

"Hawww!!!!!!! See you forgot about me" Abhi said with a pout and started sulking like a toddler.

"Who are you Mr, Care you elaborate huh cause we don't know you" I tried to rile him further.

"See ,you all are so bad. How can you forgot about your bestfriend" he wiped his fake tears.

" Kon bestfriend? Kiska bestfriend? Kaisa bestfriend huh?" Zoya and I said in chorus and high five.

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"Mummy yarr, yeh achha nhi lgra" with that I rejected the dress mom selected and was holding infront of me.

"Yeh wali try kar na" she forwarded me another dress in navy blue colour, it has an long slit on left side with off shoulder and a transparent sheet which was coverings it's front.

I shook my head in denial and rejected another dress.

At this point I can saw her fuming in frustration, her irritation and anger reaching it's peak and I'm damn one more rejection and I'm successfully doomed. I had rejected more than 20+ dresses just because they weren't in black colour. And importantly doesn't fit the theme of the party.

*Flashback*

(Before 30 minutes)

We reach home from Singhania's mansion,I threwed myself straight on living room's couch before throwing my scarf and sandals somewhere in room.

Mom came in room followed by papa and Bhai. She took glance in living room, and took my scarf, sandals while muttering something. Probably saying 'iss ladki ka kuch nhi ho skta' which is true cause I'm an lazy ass. I don't like to do anything. You can plan i can follow accordingly.

Bhai, Papa and Mumma settled on sofa which was infront if mine. We started discussing about the arrangements and the things which we have to prepare accordingly to both the family's preferences for 'Roka Ceremony'.

The sound of door bell's ringing caught our attention but none of us were in mood to move from our respective positions and opened the door.

I kept laying on the couch with my eyes closed and my left arm covering my face. And the moment I was feeling I was about to go in my lala land and meet my boyfriend in Rhys Larsen, i felt someone shaking my shoulder saying " uth aur jaake dekh kar aa kon aaya h " this voice i have heard this somewhere but where.... Oh yes yeh toh meri mummy hai.

I groaned.

"Thak gyi hogyi woh, subah se lagi padi hai " Papa took my side supporting me.

"Ha ha Sara kaam toh isne hi Kiya h mein toh aaram Kari thi subah se" with this mom taunted and glared at me.

Door ball rang again and this time mom nudged me " uth jao beta ji, sasural jaayegi waha bhi aalas kregi" and said.

I groaned, sat up on couch and folded my legs on each other, "Meine nhi jaana kisi sasural-vasural mein yaahi happy happy hu" I stated sternly.

"This doesn't happen, someday you'll have to go" mom said matching my tone to which I just rolled my eyes,

"Nhi seriously ek baat btao jis ne bhi yeh concept bnaya h na ki ladkiyon ko shaadi ke baad ghr chhodna pdta h, I swear bhot ghatiya concept h.Hmesha ladkiyon kyu jaati h huh ladke kyu nhi. Haina papa" I gave my point of view.

[No seriously tell me who has even created this concept that girls have to leave the house after marriage, I swear this is a very wrong concept. Why do girls always have to leave the house and why not boys. Right papa]

Mom opened her mouth to say something in defense but bhai interrupted her saying "bas bhi karo mumma ab, advi thak gyi h. Subah se apke sath help krva rhi thi, ab toh rest krne do usse" papa nodded in agreement.

[Stop it now Mumma, Advi is tired. She has been helping you since morning, now let her rest]

"Tum dono ne hi jyada sar par Chadha rkha h isse" mom throwed daggers at me. If looks could kill my mom will definitely win.

[Because of you two, she is spoiled now]

She turned to me and said " Advika dear, this much laziness is not good, later everyone will blame me for not teaching you anything"

"Offo! mumma Jaa rhi hu na darvaza kholne" and was about got up from couch.

[Oof! Mumma I am going to open the door]

"I'll go you take some rest" Bhai said while getting up.

"No Bhai, aap rest kro. Mein jaa hi Rahi hu" I protested.

Bhai glared at me which I returned respectfully. We two were constantly glaring at each other like some glaring competition is going on, just then the door ball rang again.

"Itni der mein toh bahar khada insaan mar jayega" mom taunted and gave us "chotte bache ho kya" look.

[In this time, the person standing outside will die]

"Ghar mein ek model aur actress rheti h par inhe dekho meri kuch kadar hi nhi h. Ghar ki murgi daal barabar" sighed and with that went to open the door.

[A model and an actress live in the house but look at them, they are not even cadres. Self possessions are always undermined and other's possessions seem better]

Author's p.o.v

Advika went towards the door and opened it revealing a man. Looking at him one thing is sure he is in his mid twenties probably a part time courier service or whatever.

"Are you Advika Singh Kulkarni" the courier boy inquired more like confirm.

"Yes. I'm Advika"

"Well this is for you" boy forwarded her an envelope like box.

She took the box from him and came back in living room.

In the mean time everyone in living room were laughing at some joke Ekaksh cracked. Advika entered in living room and stood near the sofa ogling at the box she held in her hands.

"Who's there" Preeta(her mother) asked looking at the box and added " what's in your hand"

"Yeh" Advika referred to the box tilting it a little to highlight. She started to unwrap the box.

The box has a card like thing which seems like an invitation. It has a delicate golden border which was sealing it from coming out.she broke the seal and pulle

d out the card from the box. The card was in the light rose gold shade with beautiful golden font lingering on it " The Dazzlings" was written on it.

Advika gasped after flipping the card and reading the letters words written over it. It took her almost 10 minutes to realise that she wasn't dreaming to confirm again she pinched her shoulder. Ouch! it hurts she exclaimed. It's real. She wasn't daydreaming.

The shining letters covered in golden metallic foil made her shine more brighter then she ever could. Her dream was coming true.

For her it wasn't her dream but the sole reason to live, ever since she started acting it was the only thing she dreamt of. She desire of, the thing she ever asked for. Fir her this is beyond everything it felt so surreal.

The overwhelming feeling of joy, happiness, excitement took over her and she jumped like a kid who just got chocolate after

throwing so much of tantrums.She hugged everyone one by one, tears brimming in her eyes.

Everyone was shocked and amused at same time but didn't say anything.

"Shant hoja. Aur ab batayegi hai kya iss mein" preeta pointed at the card she was holding in my hands.

She calmed my overexcited ass and cleared my throat indicating them to 'All eyes on me'.

She started reading it, the bold letters enveloped in golden foil. The enchanted letters with the extraordinary meaning behind them making me feel overjoyed.

The card saying

The Dazzlings

We are glad to announce that Miss Advika Singh Kulkarni has

been nominated for Best Female lead in 'Ishq Vishq'.

Saturday, 26 July At 7pm

I looked at everyone to see their reactions on this news, I moved my hand infront of their faces cause they were just sitting with mouth hang opened.

" Say something na" shook my hand and said.

"Oh my mataji" mumma exclaimed with amusement and hugged me.

Bhai and Papa both chuckled,patted my head saying

" shabaash! I'm proud of you,doll"

"Very good princess,this calls for celebration"

I felt so proud of myself, this moment is beyond anything. My first ever movie got nominated that I worked in. My family is proud of me, what else I need. It's moment of happiness but our happiness is incomplete without him, God knows when will he come.

I turned to them and mumma said "Bachaa yeh toh bohot achhi baat hai" smilling and caressing my hairs.

With that they started giving suggestions about how should the preparation will be for the party.

"How about Lavender theme"

"Nhi nhi it was on her b'day last time"

"How about green then"

"Green? You know na she doesn't like green"

"It should be decorated with fairy lights around"

" Everyone will follow dresscode, so decide that too"

At this point I was getting irritated by overexcited behaviour of my family, first they won't say anything and when they do they won't stop. Actually its in our genes ig.

"Aree bas kro yarr, meri overexcited family" I said making them stop their discussion. They looked at me like I'm an alien and burst out laughing, soon I joined them too.

*Flashback ended*

" Mumma bas yarr, ab thak gyi mein" i laid on bed on which my all clothes were scattered around. I closed my eyes and drifted into lala land to meet my boyfriend RHYS LARSEN.