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Javed Akhtar 1942, A Love Story
Nikhil Kapoor was the next big thing in Bollywood. His films were a hit, women loved him, children loved and men ..well they constantly looked for characteristics that will show him in a more human form. But they failed. He was really perfect. OR so it seemed. The media tried their best to hunt for stories, gossip, scandals and always returned empty handed. Looks like there was really nothing to report when it came to Nikhil, other than of course how he was so awesome. Nikhil, even though with Kapoor as his last name, had nothing to do with Bollywood until he was 24 . A completed outsider he started from scratch in the industry. When Pepsi signed him to play the side-kick to Ranbir Kapoor in one of their commercials, the crowd looked at him instead of Ranbir and the journey started. He got more commercials and eventually a film. The film broke a few records in the industry and he went on to win the Best Debut at Filmfare. He had played the evergreen romantic hero so well, that people called him as good as Shahrukh. The next year he hosted the Filmfare with Shahrukh and he thus included in one of the most powerful clubs in Bollywood. Personally Nikhil, really was as spotless as the outside world found him to be. He was hardworking, believed in the concept of finding “that one” soul mate in life and was waiting for her. He believed in the films he did and the his genuine self showed on screen, which is why people loved him. He dressed simply, he loved Indian food, he loved Indian music and Kishore Kumar was his favorite. And he sang too, Karan made him sing on Koffee with Karan and the show got 500,000 hits on YouTube in 2 days. One rainy Mumbai evening, he was returning from an entire day’s shoot and “ Aapki Ankhon mein Kuch” played on the Radio City, he asked the driver to increase the volume and sang along as he watched the rain splatter against his car windows. The car suddenly jerked and he was pushed forward. The driver was screaming on the top of his voice at a girl who was standing in the middle of the road with her hands covering her face. The driver got down and asked the girl to move, she lowered her hands and joined her palms and apologized to him and one of her friends came and dragged her away to the side. Nikhil’s eyes followed her and even after the driver came back and was starting the car, cursing under his breath., he was oblivious to it and continued looking at the girl. The car sped away and he realized while he saw her nothing and no one mattered. But it was one of those a-stranger-you-met-and-will-never-meet-again moments. The song changed to one Punjabi rock number and he asked the driver to turn the radio off. Later that evening, he had to visit a friend’s house for dinner. On his way there, he wanted to pick up something for them. He had heard of this little bakery called: Sweet Little Things, a cupcakery. He decided to get cupcakes. He stopped by there and walked into the bakery and it was empty, there was no one at the counter. He called out and suddenly a lady who was organizing cupcakes stood up from behind the counter. He looked at her and asked for two boxes of Red Velvet . And then he turned and looked at her again and said “oh its you! Hey!” The lady meanwhile was dumbstruck because she was staring at Nikhil..Kapoor. The Nikhil Kapoor. Nikhil extended his hand and said “Hi I’m Nikhil”, the lady smiled her brilliant smile and said, “Of course I know you, my name is Nayantara”

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