Interview with the Vampire!!
Wow! What a title!
"What rubbish? Anything for sensation?" the peeved man threw the magazine aside. "A hand, a pen and a brainless paper to print whatever nonsense the pen writes. Not a tinge of responsibility or commonsense. If they can't do any good, why do worse by spreading negativity." He took the magazine to hands, casted a fleeting glance at the title - Protectors or Destructors - and flipped it aside in sheer disgust. Discerning he's getting unusually incensed, he shut his eyes for a quick meditation - a practice he had been exercising over years to maintain his cool in the not-so-cool profession he chose.
Is it because it's his fraternity that's been vandalized this time? Am I so biased?
The Vampire fraternity?🤔
the same journalist that composed the article on doctors. Hmm!! Pen name!!
Journalist vs vampire 😉😛 stage set!
He produced his identity and noticed the receptionist stiffening in amazement and alarm. "I'm here to meet your journalist with pen name Kalki."
What a masterstroke... that can only come from the genius of minds... Kalki, really a pen name... and our Chellam's favourite author... and her id here too.. and you've merged it all to make HER the character in this story under that pen name!
"When'd he be back?"
😆
a white stone studded ring on her manicured fingers and also something else that aggravated the man's scorn for snazzy girls. "Who told these girls - fashion means being weird and bold means being lewd?!"
😲 Chellam!
"he was just being merciful to our star heroes yaar. One pic of this beauty out and I bet our stars are gonna lose half their fandom."
😆
many for far-from-cordial confrontations. How could it be any different this time when they dropped not an article, a bomb on the Home department's head?
Chellam ruffling a few feathers!
Asst. commissioner's visit came as an intriguing surprise to the sub editor. For, the man before him is a no non-sense guy and never before poked nose into media's business. Since his posting in city as the asst. commissioner, he has been called the PUZZLING sensation - for, he unraveled the most puzzling cases, yet he remained a puzzle by himself.
Puzzling ACP Sahib! 😎
"To congratulate," he flatly said, "and also to correct him."
"SHE isn't in office sir.."
🤣
A gallant female journalist with ingenious analyzing skills?! His curiosity boosted up. Let me see into this.
Chellam's temperature starts rising here...
unbeknown we'd be the next prey. Not quite pleasing sir," he put his coolers on and forwarded hand for a parting shake, "yet commendable. Congratulations!!"
a few degrees more...
a jeans clad, bobbed hair, petite woman of late twenties.
Blush blush... go on... no one's looking.. 😆
an honor meeting the city's latest sensation
"Pleasure is mine.." he shook the ring decked hand, smirked for reasons known to him and showed her the opposite seat.
a few degrees more??
"Coffee or tea?"
Ceylonese tea... 😆
"No wonder people call him CC camera," She stifled the tinge of unease behind a plastered smile and sat opposite.
😆
"Eighty percent true.." he gave his frank opinion. "And twenty percent fake."
😆 wah wah! He's done the Maths too
"Not more offensive that it actually is.." he shrugged. "So what do you do in free time Ms. Kalki?"
"I don't think it's a tough guess. Journalists spend half their time writing and the other half reading, isn't it?"
Semma smart!
"Usually," she nodded and softly denied. "But I'm not an avid reader. I spend my free time watching documentaries."
🤣 Like Jodha Akbar..
"if not you... I bet your F.R.I.E.N.D should be having some questions."
"How sir?" she asked shaking head in defeat.
'What sir?' I ask scratching my head in defeat!
the imposter
😲
"Are you going to station to meet her sir?" His only answer was unfaltering strides towards the door and very soon... he vanished.
"Phew," the relieved girl crouched in sofa soon after he left. "You and your silly ideas," she chided her friend. "But glad I'm at home and got to meet him.. he's just..." She made loud kissing sound and the other giggled.
At this point I realised it's not Chellam... 😆
"I told you... he's a rare piece," SHE winked. "How was it facing him?"
And THIS is Chellam... director's camera shifts focus to new entry...
I wonder how exactly would he have deduced it?"
Me too!
"What's fun in meeting the puzzling sensation without any puzzle?" The girls broke into merry grins.
Notty girls!
😆
He stopped at a certain compartment and held his vigilance on the crowd rushing to get in. Behind the coolers, his agile eyes were pinpointed at the right hand side bar the passengers usually hold before getting in to the train. He's cocksure she'd be getting into the compartment through that door, not the other one as this is more crowded. And to ensure she holds the right side bar and not the left one, he stood very close to the left one so that, in an attempt to hide from him, she would chose the farther end.
Raj and Simran...
I mean Rajat and Chellam 😆
And just then the old railway clock struck Nine!!
Muhurtha neram!😆
"Oyy.." HER scream muffled in the series of screams that followed as she lost balance and stuttered thus causing two more ladies behind her to crouch. She too expected to fall back, but was saved at nick of time by a quick pull... towards HIM. Her forehead hit his shoulder and before she managed to open eyes and look up, the gates of blasphemy unleashed.
I can imagine how Chellam must have felt reading this... Jhanu did something like this to me 6 months ago...
"Muttal (Idiot), rascal.. Have you gone nuts? Are you here to kill us? Who're you? You've no mind?"
🤣
"Why is she running?" The crowed murmured. "Thirudi (female thief).." Someone shouted. "Yes.. Thirudi Thirudi. Catch her."
🤣
The fleeing lady heard the allegation and stopped stunned. "Huh? Thief?" She fumed in anger, not at the foolish crowd but at the conniving officer. "Is this why he asked me to run?!" She raged but the bubble of laughter simmering within annulled the rage. Sweet vengeance officer!! She couldn't help admiring his retaliation skills. Blending with group ahead, she hauled the scarf out of her bag, draped it around her shoulder, added extra dab of lipstick, clipped her hair up, put goggles on and dashed to the venue he proposed.
Stylish thirudi 😆
A few men inside the room attentively ceased their work hearing a woman's voice and a momentary silence later they resumed,
Ceased their work and then resumed... this was a men's toilet, right?🤣
Horrified, half of them ceased their work while the other half hastened, "
🤣 Sad part is Lashy has a very active imagination!
"I don't keep debts for longer." Scanning her curvy body draped in garden vareli Sari, her long cascading tresses, he slowly removed her goggles, for, he got to see her face earlier, but the exact one he's come for- her eyes - were still hidden from him.
Now Chellam's temperature starts rising again🤣
The deft officer is of the types who believe more in the language of eyes than of the tongue
OK... Jhanu... read the above line again... and tell me now🤣
Hence when he's done removing the glasses, he was positively pleased - the perfect doe shaped pair that was laughing at him were, of course, brimming with intelligence He isn't wrong.. she is definitely ingenious!!
65-70 degrees?😆
"What do they say ACP sir? Were they worth your search mission?"
The mystery behind the photo.. I can imagine Chellam covering her face precisely like this when reading it 🤣
YES!! His heart confirmed but his lips didn't utter a word.
I know it's a YES!! Her shining orbs and pursed lips conveyed him.
"Yaaru da? (who's that?). Romance in bathroom?"
🤣
better presence of mind, checked the man's trimmed hair and moustache, stern biceps and most importantly the rocky glare at them and discerned who he is.
🤣
"Police" he murmured and the other two immediately silenced. "Sorry sir.."
at least I had temple backdrop... 🤣 Chellam romancing with police in men's toilet of railway station... Jhanu you and your backdrops...
but, they have such a special touch of novelty... 🤗
Biting lips, she appeared like an angelic witch enjoying the gaucheness.
"Brazen..." he openly regarded, put on his goggles and darted out. "and beautiful!!"
80 degrees
Bringing an amused smile to his lips, for the first time, he pointed to her right hand. "Where is your ring?" he asked and she knowingly nodded.
I guessed it had to do with the ring & book, beforehand!
She stared numb, as she didn't know what to talk and how else to show her amazement.
Yes there were two mugs, not one and that conveyed there're two in that home. If the second one is missing and the first took one whole minute to open a door after answering the doorbell, it only means she's busy clearing something. And if that something isn't defiled mugs, it should be the portrait on the wall behind the couch. The rustic frame marks confirmed it, the subsequent discussion confirmed your friend's profession and above all, her periodical check of the phone screen asserted someone is on line and that someone is directing this play."
😲 ACP Holmes!
She used to write once but realizing photography is her passion she shifted to it.
Now I'm super interested in knowing who this friend character is inspired from!😆
I guess your doubts on her type of work got confirmed when she said watching documentaries is her favorite hobby, not reading."
Oh friend watches Jodha AKbar!😆
In all this, I had one.. no two questions. One, what did you instruct your subeditor?"
After all this super deduction also he has questions>?😆
"In fact, they're elephant-brained. Else how do they remember every petty mistake of men and use it for an argument?"
Sure these two haven't met before 😆 they sound like hubby wife already
"Oh.. this" she chuckled loud. "We have team activities every month. And yesterday it was sexiest tattoo/nail art day. I don't like Tattoos so went with this.. and to me SEXY means Tom Cruise and SEXIEST is Tom Cruise in... ahem" she cleared throat realizing she's getting too personal.
😆
"And for your friend its Brad Pitt?" he grinned, obviously liking this girlish side of her. "By the way.. who won?"
Oooh
"Huh.." she sighed dejected. "The one who got kamasutra tattooed on her wrist. I think our duck old HR went by the literal meaning of the contest," she twitched lips in contempt and he laughed out loud.
😲 first meeting Chellam is discussing KS with him... baap re 🤣 And Jhanu, you're definitely getting bolder with each OS each chapter..
"To congratulate," She winked. "Wasn't that what you came for yesterday?"
"I'd have whole heartedly done that.." he looked away from her pulling charms. "if twenty percent of it wasn't fake."
Punch line...
"TRPs sir.." she graciously sat back taking the mug to hands. "Media runs only on TRPs. So 80%truth, 20% masala."
😲
"Autograph please... miss gallant ingenious journalist."
90 degrees now
"You got to be kidding sir," she grinned like a teenager before her secret crush.
"What if I say I'm damn serious!!" he captured her priceless expressions and secured them forever in lockers of memory.
93 degrees Secret crush? oh hooo... new twist in tale then... I'd say Chellam wrote that article just to get a chance to meet him..
"Autographs are meant to be memoirs of meetings. I would like to etch a permanent one and I'm sure you'd excuse this audacity of mine too, just like you did others." And before he deciphered her words, she rose on toes, wrapped arms around his neck and made a staunch imprint of her lips on his cheek. A wave of intoxication, a breeze of sweet fragrance inundated him and he knew he's losing himself to her and he also knew he's become completely powerless to stop it from happening. His arms, of their true volition, shot up to complete the deal but she flinched back, only after ensuring her lipstick did the signature for her.
105 degrees... OOOH EMMM GEEE.. chupa rustam Chellam!
"Thank you ACP sir.." she shouted as she ran away. "Sorry too... and.." she pursed lips and turned back. "and I'll say you something more when you.." she curbed shyness with great effort and resumed. "WHEN YOU RETURN MY SIGNATURE!! Till then.." she bowed in his style. "AADAB!!"
Doesn't this remind you of Surya Jo from kaakha kaakha?😆
he directed his intense infuriated gaze to the one who's seated next to him, coolly shaking legs and ravishing his fury - the troublemaker in first place.
🤣
"80% fake and 20% true.." he gritted under breath. "Did I tadap to meet you? Did I kiss you first? Did I go on knees to propose you? And this title... Hell..." he swore loud. "Am I a Vampire?"
🤣
Tossing her I-know-you glare, he flipped to last page of interview where there was a photo - a photo of black painted nail, with tiny font of Vampire in red and in center was HIS miniature.
what publication is this, btw? Masala magazine?
"Speak up idiot.." he crushed her in his arms and she more than willingly got crushed.
Where Jhanu goes... I mean wherever Jalal goes, Idiots follow😆
"Actually.." she began bubbling up. "Shouldn't you be thanking me... hubby.." she slithered fingers into his shirt. "For being kind enough to.." she bit lips to contain the giggles. "To put clothes on you unlike Tom Cruise's miniature in only a brief." "And you should be proud too, for, you accomplished what Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt couldn't. Fetching me the first prize..."
I don't think I can assign a 'degree' to this para anymore... Lashy draws curtains on all sorts of imaginations now...
"I don't know why... every time you glower, I find you sexier than before... my dearest vampire.." she filled his face with wet kisses and prepared for his counter attack. "You scheming little witch..." he pinned her down to pillow. "This is for that stupid title..." he left a signature on her chin.. "this is for the twisted facts..", next signature on her ear.. "this is for that nasty pic.." he tried to sign on her lips but the irrepressibly laughing lady twitched and the target missed. With doubled determination, he set to chase his target and the Moon, having known its limits mushily scooted away from the window... What're YOU doing here then? 😉
Only reading... what else?😆
What a treat ... as much for us readers as it was for the birthday girl 🥳
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