DEVILA Story by SUGATA M‘My name is Rakesh Ranbal Mehra.I am a film producer, want
to make a film with you.’ Sriram had no idea about this weird looking man. He had
never met him in any filmy gatherings or award ceremonies before. Looks like a
complete stranger was just dropped from nowhere to produce a film. This man was after Sriram for quite sometime to fix an
appointment which finally happened inside a five-star hotel in Juhu. Rakesh
Mehra booked a special sea-facing suite over there for the meeting with the ace
director of Bollywood. ‘I know your fees well Mr. Sriram. I am ready to double even
triple it. The selection of casts and crews would be entirely under your
custody. I will never poke my nose into that. Funds, you can take it as
unlimited, spend it the way you want, shoot the film in the best studio and
location of the world, hire the best technician and special-effect guy, if
needed from Hollywood. I won’t have any
say.’ Sriram was a bit surprised. Today’s producers are nastily
interfering even without minimum sense of creativity. This man was not only
different but looked to be damn novice in film production. ‘But the storyline will be mine. I won’t compromise on
that.’ He grinned showing his frontal pair of gold-plated teeth. Rakesh Mehra was a tall, well-built man in his mid fifties;
long curly hair touching down his neck with several fringes hanging oddly
across his broad forehead. He had a long face fitted with a pair of large,
dreamy eyes, sharp nose and a pair of abnormally delicate lips somehow not
matching with the stern facial features. The perfectly trimmed and colored
goaty gave an immediate impression of a perfect villainous look. If can act
well this man would be a cool bad man in the films, thought Sriram’s fifteen
year old and ripe directorial mind. ‘So what’s the storyline?’Sriram came to the point straight. ‘My story will start with a fifteen years old boy who
migrated from a small, remote village to the big city in the search of the
killers of his family. He found them after five years, eliminated each of them
in gory encounters and raised his own gang in the process. Soon he became the
kingpin of the local underworld. But his rival gang and local cops combined and
managed to finish him. His bullet-stricken, lifeless body was thrown into water
which was later on recovered by a group of Aghori sadhus after a couple of
days.They brought back life to the rotten, decomposed body through their unique
spiritual practices and rituals. He came
back to the city, regrouped his fragmented gang, took revenge against his
rivals and associated cops and became the ultimate, undisputed power house of
the underworld.’ Rakesh Mehra narrated the story uninterruptedly, in his slow,
husky voice and with a poised, confident style. Another hackneyed, violent story on underworld mafias with
spiritual twist which might work with heavy doses of spices like tapping item
numbers and sex of course. ‘I also selected the title of the movie.’ Said Mehra. ‘What’s that?’ ‘Devil.’ Mehra said with a devilish smile. ‘Interesting!’ commented Sriram. ‘What’s your take on this?’ ‘I need some time to think over and also check my dates.’
Sriram said casually. But the next thing Rakesh did was rather out of his
thought.He took out a cheque from his pocket and handed over to him. The amount of the cheque flashed Sriram’s eyes. ‘Your advance, signing amount you can say. I would like to
finalize thedeal right now. I already told you money is not a factor. Make my
‘Devil’ the most expensive movie ever shot in the history of cinema. Rakesh
Mehra said in an authoritative voice. ‘Can we think about a better name of the film?’ ‘Let me repeat what I had already told you before. The
storyline and title of the film can’t be changed by any means. This would be
the sole conditions of our deal, Mr Sriram.’ The signing amount was so heavy that Sriram could hardly get
options for other thoughts. ‘Ok’. He said in a flat voice. ‘Thank you very much Sir.’ Said Mehra radiating warmth and
happiness from his voice. ‘It would be a honor and privilege that someone of
your stature is ready to make my film.’ Sriram was heavily surprised at his own behavior. He
couldn’t really remember when and where last time he had made such on-spot
decision to make a film. When volume of money speaks rests automatically remain
inaudible. He is still lured so much by money after spending years in the
industry. His latest film, a totally masala picture with one of his
favorite, reigning superstars has been doing good business. He generally takes
six months break after completing a film. But Rakesh Mehra broke his rule today
simply with the power of his money. Sriram did two immediate phone-calls after accepting Mehra’s
offer, one to his most trusted story and script writer Snehal to alert him on
the storyline and the urgency of the project. The second one to his ten years
old secretary Rusha to check on the dates of Ranveer and Deepika. He wanted the
best pairof Bollywood for the film. Rakesh Mehra initially wanted the film to be complete by six
months. Sriram asked for one year time. ‘We need to build up a good script for
your film and I want to involve the best people of the industry for that. I
don’t compromise on the quality of the story and the script.’ He was able to
convince Mehra who agreed without a second debate. Snehal, creator of the stories and scripts of most of his
blockbusters came up with an unique suggestion in between. ‘Boss the end of
the story doesn’t seem to be positive. Public might reject. The jinxed
mafia-king shouldn’t be alive till the end. He is a devil after all, owner of
the evil spirit.’ ‘So what you suggest, dear?’ ‘Let me introduce a character of an honest and daring cop in
the second half of the movie who will terminate the devil after a series of
nail-biting encounters with the help of a tantrik.’ ‘This is fine but the producer won’t agree.’ Argued Sriram. ‘In that case shoot the film with two different ends.’
Replied Snehal. ‘We will then see which one is more suitable and appropriate
with the flow of the film and release that.’ Sriram liked the idea instantly. ‘You are simply a darling Snehal. I was also sceptical about the storyline. You made me clear just now.’
He reciprocated patting his back with a big, relieved smile. So the script was written and the shooting started after a
mammoth publicity of the film, a mafia story with supernatural touch. The
leading pair of the industry and a bunch of highly talented and popular actors
were roped for the film. ‘Devil’ created sensation overnight. Rakesh Ranbal Mehra was found to be an extraordinarily
extravagant producer without any kind of interference in the film-making. Apart
from offering exorbitant fees to the casts and crews he frequented lavish
parties in exotic locations of the country and abroad, booked executive class
tickets and five-star hotels for everyone during all outdoor shoots. His own
personal hospitality team took special care of the stars and actors. The entire
unit was so much impressed with Mehra that already a section of them started
saying, ‘This man has spoilt us completely. Would have a tough time later to
digest the stingy producers.’ Sriram shot the film with two ends. The one with the
termination of the devil was shot with additional characters. Rakesh Mehra was
kept in complete dark about this development. When Sriram watched both versions of the film he instantly
liked one with the end of the devil, so the rest of his unit. But how to convince Mehra? Mehra himself brought the solution to Sriram. ‘Why not you
sell the film on my behalf to the distributors? I am a novice producer, no idea
and knowledge about this. Whatever profit the film will make keep fifty percent
for me and take the rest as part of your fees.’ Unthinkable offer! Sriram also found his way. The film was released in India and worldwide with record
five thousand prints. Everyone was damn confident about the film’s outstanding
success. But reality was so different. The film showed a massive opening collection which sharply
dipped after just a couple of days. The reviewers slammed the film with hard
words. ‘The film started promisingly but stumbled with a horrible end.’ The
audience response was not different. Sriram didn’t have the courage to face Mehra. His confidence
was on a jolt. He had now just one option left, to rapidly withdraw the running
prints and replace them with the one where the devil destroyed his entire group
s of rivals and remained invincible till the end. The box-office calculation changed overnight. The lukewarm
response soon turned into craze. The huge production cost of the film was made up within a
week and then touching the milestones of hundred crores began with serial
breaking of previous records. ‘’Devil’ took no time to become the biggest blockbuster of
the year. Sriram was a relieved man. Even Snehal called him up to say, ‘Boss, we are yet to pick up the pulse of the people. They liked the devil’s character so much that hated to see him dead at the end.’ Meanwhile Sriram tried to call up Mehra but couldn’t get
through. Surprisingly the phone was either switched off or engaged. Mehra
neither called him back. It didn’t happen before. Mehra’s unexpected call came after three long months when
Sriram was discussing a new story with Snehal and an old, known producer in his
residence. ‘Hello Mehra Sir, what a pleasant surprise! How are you? You
must have heard about the stupendous success of our film.’ He couldn’t check
his emotions in the phone. ‘Where are you now, Mr Sriram?’ Rakesh Mehra’s voice was
cool and straight without an iota of emotion.’ ‘Anything urgent, Sir?’ ‘I am presently in suite no 4368 of Taj. Can you please come
down? Would like to make a sequel of ‘Devil’. Need some handy discussion with
you.’ ‘Storyline must be ready, Sir?’ Sriram heard a pinch of giggle on the other side of the
phone. ‘You still have doubt?’ ‘No Sir. I am reaching you by thirty minutes.’ ‘Thank you Mr Sriram.’ © 2016 SUGATA MReviews
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1 Review Added on May 30, 2016 Last Updated on May 30, 2016 AuthorSUGATA MNew Delhi, South Asia, IndiaAboutMoody, creative, romantic man loves intelligent and witty women and friendly men, adores simplicity and abominates double standard more..Writing
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