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Doli walked quikly.. it was dark.. before sunset.. evening was tense .. filled with uncertainty.. her mind wandered in to the events of the past few days.. this was third once she had been rejected as a local c type model for some add filming rehearsals.. she had come to this city of glamour and gala to be a super model .. instead had spent 6 years spending to find work to survive.. the agent from the company that had recruited her in starting .. had misconducted her shoot twice in the lust and advancement creating partiality instead of helping her.. they hadn't employed her by another contract extension when primary expired.. and she had found herself to be job less.. trying to find temporary project based work..

She was a science graduate and she had found a part-time job as a lab assistant..

The traffic lights turned red and she hurried to other side of the road.. she had an appointment at Zero lights studios with .. photographer and chief editor.. Mayank Zala.. who seem to have found her to be conventional discovery face of the season.. as per others at audition earlier today .. .. she was intrested in the substantial amount of income it would bring her ..

She went up to 9th floor of the building in the posh area of the city..

The receptionist greeted..

" please go right in.. Mayank sir is waiting for you only.. "

He was an impossing personality..

Mayank: oh.. please sit.. I have decided your name too.. Raiyat .. how does it sound..

Doli: cool..

Mayank: we desire to shoot 3 adds with you. All of them meant to be published in prime media.. and six months reharsal contract for the adds we shoot with primary models and film stars..

Doli: thank you sir.. i am most grateful..

Mayank: sign this papers and..

Doli followed instructions..

He continued..

go to third room left to left out from here.. meet Heera.. our dressing and makeup artist.. we will do 10 minutes photo shoot today..

Doli walked out feeling like jumping and shouting.. way along as she walked to third room...

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