WHAT A SCENE (200 words)
© A Mixed Bag
By Neel Anil Panicker
“Cut! Next, we rehearse the balcony scene.”
Jaswinder slips backstage and lights up a cigarette.
‘Jas, you there?’
‘Damn’t, can’t I have a moment’s privacy’, Jas mutters under his breath.
The door slams open.
‘Jas?’, Anita says as she switches on the lights.
‘They told me you are quitting. Is it true, my Romeo?’
‘Romeo? Not again. Wish he could tell her that it was only a play and that she no longer was his Juliet.’
“I was just waiting for the right time to tell you.”
Anita’s heart began pounding. ‘Tell what, my baby?’
“Remember Nisha, the girl we met last month at Hamid’s. I…I mean we…are in love.”
Jas raised his hand as if fending off an argument.
“Her father runs the number one theater group in Lucknow. Wants me to join as lead actor.”
Anita felt as she had come under a truck.
She felt dizzy; her legs gave way; she held on to the table stand.
‘But Jas, you said you loved me…you…’
Her voice was a trail.
Anita watched helplessly as Jas, burying his hands in his pockets, slipped out of the room.
Over the mike, the director’s voice bellowed, “Time for action.”
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