Meet Lola

Lola, thinking about the next nasty article to write!

Hello, I am the editor of Afterpackup.com. I stay alone in Mumbai. I recently moved into my own house in Andheri. It is a 1 BHK apartment (but i have done it up very nicely!). I would have actually moved in much earlier, but the idiots at ICICI took so long to approve my loan.
My parents are in Kanpur and I have no contact with them. They stopped talking to me 4 years ago when I married Raman against their wishes. That is also when I moved to Mumbai. The first 2 years of my marriage were quite happy. The bubble burst soon after when I caught Raman having an affair with my friend Deepa.
I filed for a divorce immediately and I was lucky to get a job in a production house. I worked very hard and I am now the creative head in one of the top TV and movie production companies in India. I put a lot of energy in my work, perhaps to forget my loneliness.
Having worked closely with many of the biggest celebrities in Mumbai, I feel that most of them are undeserving of the vast fan following that they command. Perhaps I am just jealous. Or maybe it is just my frustration of a tough life. I don’t know.
Anyway, a few weeks ago, in one of my particularly bitter moods, I went to a bar alone. As I sat there sipping beer, I felt an acute need to talk to somebody and bitch about all the so-called celebs.
Just then a boyish looking NRI with saintly looks walked in. (I learnt he was an NRI after I got to know him.) There was no vacant table and I was alone on a table meant for four. He looked at me wistfully as if seeking permission to sit down. I don’t know why but I smiled at him and he joined me on my table.
Eager as I was to talk to someone, I hurriedly introduced myself and started pouring my heart out to him. To my surprise, he listened to me with great interest as if we were long lost friends. I bitched about all the people I worked with and he just listened. I complained about everyone in my life and he just listened.
What a comforting nice shoulder God had sent me to cry on!
At one point I said, “I can bitch about to you for an hour or two. You will be gone after that. Then who shall I bitch to? Bitching is my basic need. I think I will die if I am not able to bitch.”
“Suppose I let you bitch about all the people you want to bitch about for a lifetime!”
“How is that possible?” I asked. My heart missed a beat. Was he going to propose to me?
“I will give you a platform for celebrity bitching. You bitch about them to your heart’s content for the rest of your life.”
Thus was born Afterpackup.com with the sole objective of poking fun at India’s celebrities. I was made its editor. Thus far, my godfather has kept his promise not to interfere in my work. And I am sure, given his disposition, he never would interfere.
Of course I miss my parents, but I am happy that Leela (my sister) recently moved in to Mumbai and is staying with me. She also works for Afterpackup.com as a trainee journalist. But I am disappointed that she is so much in love with the very celebrities that I tear to bits almost every day.

Meet Leela

Hi I work as a trainee journalist with AfterPackup.com. I don’t like my job much but I can’t complain as the money is okay and I get to spend time with my elder sister, Lola who runs the magazine. But Lola is usually angry with me   because she feels that the articles that I write lack enough ‘masala’ and not good enough for the website.
I recently moved to Mumbai from Kanpur where I was staying with my parents. Papa is a branch manager with SBI in Kanpur. I miss the days when I used to ride around the city on my Scooty. I used to be a simple girl but I am quickly learning the ways of living in a big city.
Some days, when I am very sad I contemplate going back to stay with mummy and papa, but Lola always manages to cheer me up and convinces me to stay here with her.
I finished my MA in English and was preparing for IAS entrance exams before I made the (abrupt) decision to move to Mumbai with Lola. I have always been a good student and I am confident that i would have cracked IAS as well.
I was aware of my parents’ disappointment with Lola. I wanted to make them happy but I felt that increasingly I was bartering off my happiness in return.
In spite of papa’s explicit instructions not to talk to my sister, I always used to chat with Lola and emailed her almost every day.
Things were still fine, till one day mummy and papa announced that they wanted me to get married immediately with someone that they had chosen. This was too much for me and in spite of my love for mummy and papa, I decided to move to Mumbai.
Lola asked me to write for Afterpackup.com. I of course agreed and I have been writing regularly for AfterPackup.com ever since. I discovered that writing about my favourite celebrities gave me great joy and creative satisfaction – even though Lola found my writing to be amateurish and bereft of reality.
After having stayed in Mumbai for a few months now, I still believe in the goodness of the world! I love watching movies and TV soaps.
I no longer dream of an IAS. I love writing and I now want to become an author.
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Cheers
Lola and Leela

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