Thursday, October 28, 2010

Missed Call - Delhi Meets Kolkata

Story Board - Series 1
Series 2
A Black Honda City just rolled in from Delhi into Vasundhara Apartment. Tall, mid complexion, athletic structured Anurag Gupta - is the only son of Gupta family. He is an Engineer who also acquired a Management Degree from a coveted B’ School in India. He had already been abroad thrice and currently recruited as marketing expert for a multi national branded Liquor company opening outlets all over India. His stay in Kolkata would be a short one.

His father is an old time friend of Mr. Srivastav. Hence it was a two-way plan from both the families that in Mr.Srivastav’s absence Anurag could stay in his furnished apartment. A week back Mr. Srivastav had called up Kapoor’s to intimate the same.

The very first day Anurag met Madhu, she requested him to have lunch, dinner what ever suits him. Anurag promised to join some other day.

Two days later when Sharmilee was hopping up the stairs after having Fuchkas, from the man on the next lane, they met.

In habitual style she said – “Hi” as an interrupt within her whistling tune.

“Hi”
Sharmilee leaned from the stairs in an arch shape and enquired – “Are you Anurag?”
“Yes” - Anurag replied with unfamiliar looks to this informal introduction.

“Sharmilee here” – saying so, hanging from the staircase, she stretched her right arm. Anurag turned back – they shook their hands.

He rolled his car out of Vasundhara apartment, heading for Tolly Club – south direction. Unknown city, unknown faces, unknown culture and unknown spirit. All he knows about this city is “this is the most happening city in the country”. He is on a big mission. This liquor promotion event meant a lot to his career ahead.

Bumping across pothole roads finally Anurag was pleased to see the lush green lawn. This was a site visit. The launch of the new Liquor brand - “Puff” was to attract hard liquor lovers from corporate world. Anurag screened his promotional road shows several times to his upper management. Apart from unmanaged liquor, last promo event at Mumbai was a great success. Anurag is preemptive to take some measures this time.
The week went hectic. Lot of information, suggestions ...it was time to infer.In natural course sun has set for the day and Anurag headed for Gariahat. The people on the road had helped him to retrace his path back home when he hit a road block by some local residents rallying for a neighbourhood agenda. The lane that he opted was unbelieveably thin. He was very carefull steering the Honda. His introduction to city's passion to revolt and hospitality for ignorat new were both astonishing.

It was the first Friday evening in Kolkata. Anurag had a lot of pending work. He had to make his thoughts run tonight. He refreshed with a bath, put on a light T-shirt and a cotton trouser. The room had the standing lamp shade by the long study table, switched on. The rest room was in dark and shadow. He uncapped a Kingfisher bottle and switched on his laptop...

Ding Dong …..

Look Fwd >> Series 3

City friction

To Anurag's dismay it was Sharmilee.
- “Hi” - Sharmilee stood like a time killer.
- “Hi”, Anurag just didn’t know what to do; may be he thought of saying ‘Bye’ as the next word. He was running against time. To him, spending even a minute with this lady was like wasting million dollar propositions and finally slogging his growth path.
- “Don’t you ask friends to step in your house? Is this Delhi style?”

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