Brush with fame Archives

20/05/201015/04/2017

We’re in print!

Despite Hrit’s completely disobliging behaviour (Lights, Camera, Disaster) it seems the editors were magnanimous enough to include us in the article. So here we are in ‘Mother and Baby’ May 2010 issue. The picture says it all….

It’s a strange feeling to make the transition from an interviewer to an interviewee. I remember being annoyed when people would constantly call up and ask, ‘when is my piece appearing?’ Now I felt like doing the same (but restrained myself). Then I wondered whether she’d do a decent job of the piece, while I confess I wondered secretly if I could have done it better. Egoistical, I know.. However, I must mention that the journalist did give me the option of writing myself which I had to decline because I was in the middle of shifting. Another journalist friend suggested I ask for a draft and that reminded me how I didn’t quite like it when people asked me for a draft (I’m not a rookie, you know..I’d feel like telling them..I will do a good job). Besides, the real people of substance never asked for a draft.. only the nitpickers did.

And so I decided to trust her and here we are.. the three of us with Sunil making an appearance in the copy. Not bad at all.

11/04/201015/04/2017

Lights! Camera! Disaster!

A freind’s friend happened to be doing a piece on twins for a magazine. Once earlier Hrit had missed a modelling chance (Brush with fame) so I was pretty excited. There we were, Hrit Naish and I, readying ourselves for a photo shoot. Now Hrit and Naisha might not be the best looking kids in the world (even though that’s what I tell them at least ten times a day) they do look nice enough for about five minutes after they have been showered, scrubbed and cleaned. The challenge was to extend those five minutes for the duration of the shoot.

By the appointed hour we were all ready and waiting and clean. I’d prepared the kids the best I could (An uncle wll be coming to click a picture of you) and motivated them (read bribed and threatened) to behave themselves. That was my only concern.

The photographer came, surprisingly punctual to a minute. As expected Naisha was a dream.. she always is.. she posed and smiled and acted cute.. oh she’s good at it. Hrit on the other hand is totally completely hopeless. He played with the reflectors and grinned at the photographer when he told him not to. He refused to look at the camera.. slouched on the sofa, then decided to recline and finally lay down flat on Naisha’s lap. If the photographer said smile he put on that totally fake smile he has.. if he said ‘sit on the sofa’, Hrit slid to the ground or climbed onto my lap, if he said ‘okay sit on mama’s lap’ Hrit was on my shoulders. We tried bringing in soft toys.. then we tried switching on the television.. useless.

We decided to work arond Hrit.. Naisha and I positioned ourselves beside Hrit.. but the catch was he was never stationary.. Finally he said ‘let’s do some masti’. Now that’s what Hrit specialises at.. but when the camera was on him.. he just didn’t oblige.

I think the photographer must’ve given up. He did take a lot of pictures but didn’t seem too happy at the end of it all. I felt bad for the poor guy.. he’d travelled all the way from Chembur. However there was little I could do… Kids are and will always be unpredictable.

So that’s how Hrit Naisha’s brush with fame comes to an end. One thing is for sure modelling is certainly not Hrit’s cup of tea.

13/07/200715/04/2017

Brush with fame – H

Never in all of my one-year existence had I thought that the hair on one’s head could be so crucial. Mama always says it’s what inside your head that counts. Not so, say I. Just as I was on the brink of my great break through in the world of showbiz my career was blighted simply because I didn’t have enough hair on my head!

It was our neighbour here, who noticed my dapper good looks first. Now she has been an airhostess and has dabbled in modeling too so she would know what she’s talking about. She put mama in touch with a photographer who was looking for kids for a calendar. She was sure the shutterbug would love my chubby cheeks and chinky eyes. And he really did.

All was set and I thought I had found my calling already. But alas! I couldn’t make the grade because I’d lost my curly dark hair thanks to that silly mundan! I think mama wasn’t keen on this whole thing to begin with. I mean.. hasn’t she heard of something called a wig??? Too bad she didn’t let me give it a shot.

N didn’t stand a chance because she is too thin. Isn’t it strange that kid models need to be chubby but when they grow up they have to get stick thin? Show business really is funny business. Anyway, even Madhuri Dixit was rejected for being too thin initially so who knows N might have big things in store for her. As for me.. well… hair grows back but meanwhile, I’m still in mourning for my lost place in tinsel town.