Mohini: of Bollywood dreams and obsessions...
A beautiful and charismatic actress, a sensitive and immensely gifted director, a scheming, wily but brilliant manager – Mohini is the pulsating saga of three individuals, each driven by an obsession. Set in the backdrop of the bold and brazen world of Bollywood, it is a tale of passion, intrigue and suspense. The narrative moves at a roller-coaster speed and captures love in its myriad shades: infatuation, romance, commitment, lust and obsession. A young girl growing up in the backwaters of Bollywood nurses a burning desire to become the number one star in the industry. In her ruthless, and sometimes reckless pursuit, she uses and is used by many individuals. However, there are two men in her life who love her to absolute distraction. One she betrays, and the other she rejects. Both unleash vengeance and in a strange quirk of serendipity are pitted against each other as the novel hurtles to a throbbing, thrilling climax. Mohini offers an insight into the biggest film industry – the murky manipulations, the dirty deals, the shameless shenanigans, the tears behind the glycerin, the pain behind the paint, and the suffering beyond the celluloid.
“Yesterday, Rakesh Kapoor rang me up and told me that I had bagged the award.” “Really? He told you himself?” “Yes, Sam. He congratulated me and also invited me to the function and the bash which is hosted exclusively for the award winners.” “I am surprised, Mohini. This information is usually kept confidential till the last minute to ensure there is no eleventh hour lobbying. Wait a minute! I think I’ve got it. Rakesh and company must have already decided to give the award to Shabnam. Fearing
Ritwik was on top of the world. Not only was he in Junoon, Mohini had signed two more films with him. She had also made it quite clear to him that their relationship was strictly on the professional level. Just because she had agreed to do a few films with him did not mean that she was willing to continue their rather brief and diastrous liaison. Ritwik too had no intentions of continuing any relationship, other than a professional one with her. His brush with the underworld had scared the
heroines. For the third heroine, you had approached Sweetie Thakur but she refused because the role involved a lot of exposure. I want you to give me that role. You know I am not scared of exposure. And what I have is much more worthy of exposure than Sweetie.” “But Manga, it is not as simple as that. I’ll be investing five crores in that movie. I can’t take such a big risk. Suppose you are unable to act and mess up your role?” “Don’t talk nonsense, AB. The role has no scope for any acting. All
her figure to full advantage. As she moved towards him, swaying her hips, KK watched her, fascinated by her beauty and sex appeal. She looked so fresh and virginal, and yes, very desirable. She came up to him and putting her arms around him, said, “Shakti, I don’t know how to express my gratitude to you. You have made me realise that I am a normal human being with normal feelings, emotions and desires. Today, I am not ashamed to admit that I love you, I need you and I want you.” As per the
script, as soon as she uttered these words, KK was to embrace her and the shot was to end with them hugging. Instead, as KK looked at her soft lips, her delicious curves scarcely hidden by her dress, he felt himself losing control. He grabbed her and crushing her in a harsh embrace, kissed her on her lips. Initially, Mohini was too surprised to react. Then she wanted to push KK and break free. But her instinct told her that this would be unwise. Her arms went around KK and she responded to his