Julie

'A bud, as tender as a flower.'

'A little restless, a little coy.'

'Taking the vibrant colors of the morning with her.'

'A little awake, a little sleepy.'

'She is Julie.'

Greetings! In today's episode of Coming To The Point...

...we have with us a person...

...who has a turnover of over 1000 crores.

He is the owner of twenty industries.

From cloth to polymer.

And from petroleum to hand made paper.

He has industries expanding everywhere.

But he has completed only twenty-seven years of his life.

He is Mr. Mihir Shandilya... and we have him with us, today.

Mr. Mihir Shandalya.

As you all know...

...Mihir is one among the most eligible bachelors in India.

So let us ask him about his personal life.

About his love life.

I do not know Tara...

...why are people interested in other's personal life?

That is because you are a successful businessman.

You are a handsome bachelor. And more than anything else...

...you are a page three victim, too.

Page three victim! That is why perhaps, I did not marry.

Because I never came to know what marriage exactly is?

Nothing exciting really!

Then, what is exciting for you?

A girl who does not believe in the traditional way of marriage.

A girl with her own identity...

...who just sways, in her own fun and frolic...

Oh! So, there is someone. I mean, who is she?

I mean, is she from a big family...

...or an NRI or from Bollywood?

Come on, Mihir. Who is she?

Tara, you will have to wait for sometime, for these answers.

I would like to say just one thing...

...that I have loved someone for the first time.

And how much I've understood her...

...it seems that she is the wild orchid of my heart.

She is like the open sky. She is transparent as the waterfall.

She is fiercely independent like the wild orchid.

To get her is like getting an island full of natural beauty.

Who is certainly a part of this earth...

...but is remote from all boundaries.

Well! I mean, she is a real mystery woman.

But, we respect your mystery woman.

But, we desire that we will meet you again...

...with her on this show.

Sure. - Thanks a lot for your precious time.

Thank you, Tara.

Here. Keep the change.

Excuse me. Is Tara Aggarwal here?

Tara Aggarwal. Sorry madam.

I do not think that she will be in the office.

Then, where will she be? - Must be in the studio.

And where is the studio?

What is the matter? - Sir, is Tara here?

Yes. She is in her cabin. - Okay. - Thank you.

Who is she? I do not know sir.

Just a minute madam! You cannot meet her, now.

I want to meet her, right now.

Do you have an appointment? - No.

Then you will have to take an appointment. - Then give it to me.

Listen madam.

Appointments are not handbills that can be distributed freely.

You can meet her only after a week.

I cannot wait, for even a second.

You are too much! Why are you in such a hurry?

What... what work do you have with her? Tell me.

I want to give her my interview.

Interview!? But why? Are you okay?

I'm saying this in my complete senses...

...that I want to give my interview to Tara Aggarwal...

...and that too, as soon as possible.

Why? What do you think of yourself?

Aishwarya Rai! Shobha De! Kiran Bedi or Ms. India.

I am not any one among them.

Then too I want Tara Aggarwal to take my interview.

Because my name is Julie and I am a call girl.

A prostitute by profession.

A professional fancy woman!

Fancy woman!

So what? Does that make a difference?

You might be a call girl. A professional fancy woman.

But my program does not promote profession...

...but personality. And a personality, that matters!

With fame and with capability. Do you understand?

I am ahead of all of them. Especially for you.

I am the in quote, mystery woman...

...in the life of Mihir Shandalya, Tara Aggarwal.

What?

Does Mihir know this? - My arrival here?

That you are a prostitute. - No.

I want the Mihir and whole world to know it, together.

9821062247, is his number.

You are dialing Mihir's number. Right?

You might think, that I might be a psychic case.

Why would a great personality...

...like Mihir Shandalya love a girl like me?

And anyway Mihir's status is more important to you...

...than my remarks or my story.

Tara, you might ignore this girl who claims...

...to be the dream girl of Mihir, by terming her insane.

But a girl, even in her insanity will not call herself a prostitute.

Listen, Julie.

Here investigation has more value than emotions.

When you interviewed Mihir, how much did you investigate?

The world already knew a lot about him.

And why would a successful celebrity lie?

Perhaps, VIPs have truth written on their forehead!

My profession is not a respected one. But I promise you.

That I will put neither you in trouble...

...nor the family of Mihir.

Listen Julie. I cannot promise you anything, for now.

I mean, I will have to speak to my seniors.

It is too late in the night.

Shall I drop you somewhere?

Tara, I do not fear the night getting longer or being unsafe.

I will manage on my own.

Coming and going alone, is not a new thing for me.

I had arrived to Mumbai from Goa alone, too.

That small city was the whole world for me.

There, every day used to begin with freshness...

...and transparency like that of water.

'The one who comes in my dream...

...is spreading everywhere like inebriation.'

'He is the most sweet.'

'Ln the dewy mornings.'

'Ln the moist nights.'

'Ln the pleasing fragrance.'

'Ln the sweet talks.'

'I recall you.'

'Your face has resided in my vision.'

'Your face has resided, sweetheart.'

'Your dream is adorned in my eyes.'

'Your face is adorned, sweetheart.'

'My every desire is for you.'

'You are there, day and night in my heart.'

'My heart is lost in your thoughts.'

'Ln lonely alleys.'

'Every moment in the buds.'

'Ln the saga of love.'

'Knowingly or unknowingly.'

'I recall you.'

'My heart says you, to take me in your arms.'

'Take me in your arms.'

'I am longing for you.'

'I am longing for you. Come and love me.'

'What is this craziness? '

'My mind is restless without you.'

'I have given my heart to you.'

'Ln long nights.'

'Ln small talks.'

'Ln the procession of the nights.'

'Ln the rains of the spring.'

'I recall you.'

Everything here looks just like magic.

The night feels like it is dipped in black ink.

This ocean. This sand. These rocks.

They become bluish green in the morning.

The water in the morning becomes denim blue.

It reminds me of you. Do you know Neel?

Do you not think Neel? That the fishes shine like gold...

...when the sunrays fall on them?

Maybe. - Maybe?

Today, you spoke just like papa.

Do you know Neel that I used to come to stroll here...

...with my papa in my childhood?

And I used to ask the same questions to him.

Sometimes he used to answer...

...and sometimes he used to reply, maybe.

And one day I asked him...

...that, where does a man go after his death?

Then he replied that he goes on the other side of the ocean.

And he becomes a seagull.

Then I asked that whether a seagull...

...becomes a man after it's death.

Then he said, maybe.

From that time I am observing.

This ocean is the same.

When I started growing up, strolling with papa...

...and asking questions started decreasing.

Now, when I come to see you.

The same questions linger in my mind.

Do such questions come in your mind, too?

Such questions! Many questions arise in my mind.

Then tell me. What questions arise in your mind?

When will these fishes that shine like gold...

...become the money in my bank balance and shine?

When will these fishes fall in my net...

...rather than in Briganza's net.

Or I will entrap that Briganza in my net, along with those fishes.

Always, that Briganza comes in between.

Julie, how will I marry you if I do not take Briganza's name?

How will I buy a house?

I do not want to become a small man. I want to become the king.

I will become a big businessman. - Then become.

But I am telling you, now itself.

A small house and two meals a day, is enough for me.