The writer looked around the grand but loudly decorated room. Gosh, was it done up badly. The poster of a bikini-clad heroine was beside the Nandi award. That's so low society and so very like a producer's taste. The writer personally would never do that. How can one ever put a pale Nandi award beside the killer bod of a robust heroine? His thoughts were wandering up and down the length of that poster when the producer walked in.
"Namaskaram producer gaaru, it's a pleasure to meet the man himself," he said enthusiastically, almost choking on his fabrication. The producer looked at him a....