Varada Raj asked M to kiss AD on the cheek, he said they would click a snap it was necessary to portray their romance on the screen, M could not react, she got cold feet. This was not mentioned earlier, M who was so engrossed in censoring the costumes, had not thought of the directed intimacy on the screen. It had not occurred to her, that the director could actually ask her to kiss someone.
All were looking at her, she felt as though her feet were glued to the ground.
“ Why did you come to this room if you did not want to kiss me, put that dead butterfly that side, you need not cry for that, don’t play hard to get I know you little cheat” before she could run he closed that door , she was leaning against it petrified, “ Kiss me or I will touch you , in a way You don’t like” she stood on her toes and kissed his cheek chastely, making sure that her body did not touch him, he grabbed her any way and it hurt something much softer than her incomplete body, that undeveloped first stirrings of an immature woman, sensing that something wrong was done to her.
To refuse this shot, would create more noise. Why was she saving herself, for whom?. She stood beside AD , the shot number was called camera rolling, action were chanted , she stood on her toes and kissed him chastely on the cheek, he pretended surprise when the automatic camera clicked, and the moving camera captured it. There were no retakes.
Everyone was relieved. M walked to a distance and put the chair behind a tree, tears rolled, uncontrollable sobs racked her, “This was not right’ kissing someone for an act, she should not have. Kissing some one to get even with someone else, no that was abusing her self. To disassociate action and emotion was immoral. May be if she had not kissed her cousin , he might not have touched her, she had believed him, to be her brother, she did not know what a brother could do or could not do, she could not have confided in anyone.
When she removed her face from her hands , Rakesh stood looking at her with concern “ Listen Candy stripes, with all that mascara running down your cheeks you look like Omen part 2” Madhu was too upset to face a stranger with a straight face. “Please get the hell out of here, I don’t need you” she walked to where her mother was seated, Shanthala was angry, she looked at M disapprovingly “Why did you do it? You could have refused.” M was panicky, “But you wanted me to do this film”“Not this scene, you need not have” Her mother managed to make her feel guilty, anyways, how to refuse , how many things to refuse , she was doing this for her mother! M sat feeling crestfallen, Rakesh looked at her eyes welling up with fresh tears.She hated him understanding her, as against her mother, though she desperately wanted someone to understand.