"Nothing," I said. I showed some excuses anyway. As the shooting commenced, I did not concentrate on my character. I knew there was nothing else I'd ever want to be but an actor. I was so glad of myself after my selection for a role and I felt I'd done something really worthwhile.
The cameraman was about to shoot the scene of mine along with my counterpart with a clock tower in the background. The sequence was like that- the co-actor walked to me, curled his arm around my neck and gave my brow a single kiss. His eyes gleamed when he said his dialogue and I liked being on the receiving end of his look.
But when the scene was at its peak, the words of my dialogue vapourized on my tongue and I lost my words. I thought how would I manage the situation. "Does not the T.V channel pay you much here, but you are disappointing us." The director teased me. My face reddened with anger at what he said. The dialogue writer handed me the roll of stapled pages. I barely had time to read them again. Suddenly I remembered the forgotten lines. "Oh, I remember," I said actually beaming. But nervousness took the colour of my face, the expression dropped from my face. The director addressed me with some bitter words, not with my formal name. Some conversations took place among them against me.
Suddenly my eyes fixed on camera. I turned around. I came face to face with my co-actor. I did not get to brood too much over what happened. Hard to believe, was not it? I completed the scene without any mistake in dialogue. I put an enormous effort to act with full expressions-in a way, this was my day more than others.