From Bollywood to real life drama
Travelling with Jim is never a dull experience. After missing our first train ride north we had to more days to spend in Mumbai, not a bad thing as this city is really good fun. After drinking a bit too much beer the night before (well we needed a debrief after our train trauma) we thought "what shall we do today?"
Before I knew it Jim had an interview with a "Bollystar" agent for westerners, for a lead role in a film about a BBC correspondant who falls in love with a local Indian girl and then dies. We end up in the really posh end of town and meet some very nice people, Dan was also being interviewed for the part. He was a veteran, he had already been in 3 films!
After screen tests, yes, really....i am now his agent!!! I can just see me with my mobile, sipping Chardonnay with Guggie glasses on... sorry where was I?
After all this me, Dan and Jim went to get the train back to the centre of Mumbai, (by the way we hear about the results on the 15th Feb). The local trains are packed so we ran for it when the train pulled in to the station. What we didn't quite release was we were in 1st class and we only had 2nd class tickets.
Anyway a very nasty weasel of a man smuggly asked us for our tickets and then demanded us to get off at the next station. We were frogmarched to a cupboard and told we each had to pay a fine. The fine should have been 500 rupees each, but beacuse we were forgiens he would give it to us for 1000, 2 for the price of one - how kind.
Well any change of Jim ever getting an oscar were thrown out of the door by Dan and Fiona's performance. Dan played the cool, nice British guy "As we are friends visiting your country I think that the fine is a bit harsh" and Fi, well all hell broke loose. The weasel was the same height as me and I squared up to him and didn't take my eyes off his - he didn't like that.
Bascially this was no fine, it was baksheesh - going into all there pockets that was why we were soo mad. We did get it down to 300 rupees for all of us, but not with out humiltation on their part, there is nothing worse that a women scream very loudly and embrassing them with phrases like "so this money is going into your pocket then!" I thing in rectrospect we got away quite lightly.
Dan still wanted to kill the weasel when we finally got back on to the train.
It was our first encounter with the dark side of India and its a shame that this really does happen, but I felt qutie good after a shout and at least we found it funny!
our own type of laughter yoga really does help!
Fi
13/02/04: im stil waiting to hear about my screentest, a most bizzare exeprience: camcorders, photo profiles, scripts and acting in hindi! didnt expect that one!
Jim
Before I knew it Jim had an interview with a "Bollystar" agent for westerners, for a lead role in a film about a BBC correspondant who falls in love with a local Indian girl and then dies. We end up in the really posh end of town and meet some very nice people, Dan was also being interviewed for the part. He was a veteran, he had already been in 3 films!
After screen tests, yes, really....i am now his agent!!! I can just see me with my mobile, sipping Chardonnay with Guggie glasses on... sorry where was I?
After all this me, Dan and Jim went to get the train back to the centre of Mumbai, (by the way we hear about the results on the 15th Feb). The local trains are packed so we ran for it when the train pulled in to the station. What we didn't quite release was we were in 1st class and we only had 2nd class tickets.
Anyway a very nasty weasel of a man smuggly asked us for our tickets and then demanded us to get off at the next station. We were frogmarched to a cupboard and told we each had to pay a fine. The fine should have been 500 rupees each, but beacuse we were forgiens he would give it to us for 1000, 2 for the price of one - how kind.
Well any change of Jim ever getting an oscar were thrown out of the door by Dan and Fiona's performance. Dan played the cool, nice British guy "As we are friends visiting your country I think that the fine is a bit harsh" and Fi, well all hell broke loose. The weasel was the same height as me and I squared up to him and didn't take my eyes off his - he didn't like that.
Bascially this was no fine, it was baksheesh - going into all there pockets that was why we were soo mad. We did get it down to 300 rupees for all of us, but not with out humiltation on their part, there is nothing worse that a women scream very loudly and embrassing them with phrases like "so this money is going into your pocket then!" I thing in rectrospect we got away quite lightly.
Dan still wanted to kill the weasel when we finally got back on to the train.
It was our first encounter with the dark side of India and its a shame that this really does happen, but I felt qutie good after a shout and at least we found it funny!
our own type of laughter yoga really does help!
Fi
13/02/04: im stil waiting to hear about my screentest, a most bizzare exeprience: camcorders, photo profiles, scripts and acting in hindi! didnt expect that one!
Jim
posted by Fi and Jim @ 6:26 am
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