Manan FF: Cut Camera Married Chapter 1

 

Raghav Kapoor  was desperate.

Which was rare, because usually, people begged HIM to be in his films. But today! the tables had turned.

Seated in front of him were Manik Malhotra and Nandini Malik, Bollywood’s most talented actors—who also happened to be each other’s worst nightmare.

And Raghav? He needed them to get married. On screen, obviously.

"Guys, please." Raghav folded his hands like a helpless father asking his kids not to set the house on fire.

"It’s a simple wedding sequence. Just pheras, some emotional eye contact, and a little chemistry. That’s it!"

Manik, arms crossed, expression blank, leaned back in his chair.

"No."

Nandini, sitting with the grace of a queen who just got insulted, smirked.

"Absolutely not."

Raghav clutched his Gucci shawl

"WHY?! It’s just acting! It’s just a MOVIE! 

You’re both PROFESSIONALS!"

Manik raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? So we’re professionals now? You didn’t say that last week when we almost killed each other over dialogue changes."

"Yeah, Raghav," Nandini added, smiling sweetly, which was terrifying. "Weren’t you the one who called us ‘walking disasters with attitude problems’?"

"That was… in a moment of stress!" he squeaked. "And technically, I called you both ‘walking disasters with EXCELLENT acting skills,’ which is a compliment!"

Veer, his assistant, snorted from the corner.

"No, boss. You called them ‘ticking time bombs who will one day explode and destroy Bollywood as we know it.’"

Raghav kicked Veer’s shin under the table.

"ANYWAY! That’s not the point. The point is, you two need to do this wedding scene because IT’S GOING TO BE EPIC."

Nope," Manik repeated. "Not happening."

"But WHY?" Raghav whined.

Nandini leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table.

"Because, Raghav, I don’t want to PRETEND to marry THIS." She gestured toward Manik like he was an expired packet of milk.

Manik snorted. "Please. If anyone should be complaining, it’s me. I have actual standards."

Nandini gasped dramatically. "EXCUSE ME?!"

"Excused."

"You arrogant, self-absorbed—!"

"You overdramatic, annoying—!"

"OH MY GOD, STOP!" Raghav threw a cushion at both of them. "You’re not even married yet, and you’re already behaving like a toxic couple!"

Veer, who was having the time of his life, munched on popcorn.

"I’m honestly so excited for this scene."

"VEER, SHUT UP!" Manik and Nandini yelled at the same time.

Okay, listen," Raghav grabbed his phone and scrolled furiously. 

"Let me show you my vision."

He pressed play.

Soft violins.

Slow-motion eye contact.

A grand wedding mandap with twinkling fairy lights.

Aesthetic bridal lehenga shots.

Heavy breathing. INTENSE GLANCES.

"Tell me that’s not the most stunning shaadi scene you’ve ever seen," Raghav said, flipping his hair dramatically.

Nandini folded her arms. "It’s very pretty. But still no."

Manik yawned. "Not impressed."

Raghav GASPED. ACTUAL BETRAYAL.

"You—YOU HEARTLESS CREATURES! HOW DARE YOU?!"

"We dare," Manik said, shrugging.

"We’re actors. It’s our job," Nandini added smugly.

Raghav groaned and collapsed onto the couch like he had lost his will to live.

"Okay, FINE. What will it take?" he whined. "You want me to beg? I’ll beg. You want extra money? I’ll pay. YOU WANT ME TO BRING YOU COFFEE EVERY DAY?! DONE!"

Manik and Nandini exchanged a mischievous glance.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

We’ll do it," Nandini said sweetly.

Raghav sat up immediately. "SERIOUSLY?!"

"Mmm-hmm," she nodded. "But we have… conditions."

Raghav squinted suspiciously. "What kind of conditions?"

Manik smirked. "Oh, nothing major. Just tiny, little things."

The ‘Tiny’ Conditions That Were Definitely NOT Tiny for Raghav

Manik demanded that his wedding outfit be BLACK.

"Bro, you’re a groom! Black is not romantic!" Raghav wailed.

That’s the deal," Manik said coolly.

Nandini wanted her onscreen wedding lehenga to have diamonds. REAL diamonds.

"WHY?!"

"Because I deserve luxury, Raghav."

Manik refused to do the ‘flower rain’ scene.

"It’s too cheesy," he deadpanned.

"IT’S A RK's MOVIE, IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE CHEESY!

Nandini wanted an entry on a white horse.

"You’re the bride! You walk in!"

"No. I want the horse."

Raghav screamed into a cushion.

"You guys are the WORST. But fine. DEAL!"

"THANK GOD. Now, get ready. This will be the most epic wedding scene of all time!"

Famous last words.

During marriage scene

"Agle saat janmon tak pati-patni ke rishton mein bandhne ja rahe hain…" the real pandit chanted.

Manik frowned. "Did he just say seven lifetimes? That seems excessive."

Nandini, rolling her eyes, whispered back. "It’s just a scene, stop overreacting."

Meanwhile Raghav, off-camera, was having a silent breakdown 

He doesn't know we are shooting a film" Veers words rang in his head

"They’re actually getting married."

First phera: Nandini tripped on her lehenga. Manik caught her. Raghav internally screamed because chemistry.

Second phera: Manik muttered, "This is stupid." Nandini stepped on his foot.

Third phera: Manik stepped on Nandini’s foot for revenge.

Fourth phera: Pandit ji smiled. "I need Seven therapist sessions for these seven pheras

" Raghav was sweating.

Fifth phera:

Veer leaned in. "Boss, you look like you’ve seen a ghost."

Raghav, eyes wide in horror, whispered— "I HAVE. THIS IS A REAL PANDIT."

Veer blinked. "Wait, you just realized? I told you five minutes ago."

Raghav gasped dramatically. "That means… if they complete the next two pheras…"

Veer grinned. "Yep. Mr. & Mrs. Malhotra will be legally bound for eternity."

Raghav almost fainted.

The Last Two Pheras: Pure Panic Mode

Sixth phera:

Raghav whispered-yelled to Veer, "STOP THE WEDDING!"

Veer, eating popcorn, shrugged. "Too late, boss."

Seventh phera:

"Ab aap pati-patni hue."

Silence.

Manik and Nandini froze.

"Wait, what?" Manik blinked.

"…Excuse me?" Nandini frowned.

Raghav collapsed into his chair. "Oh. My. God."

Veer smirked. "Congrats, Mr. & Mrs. Malhotra! Shaadi mubarak ho