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FILM INDIA
May 1942
wasn't very audible because I suspect he had a second yawn rising in his throat which made speech very difficult. Not wishing to interfere with anyone's afternoon yiesta, we retired hastily and found ourselves in the passage once more.
Then our guide, feeling he should brighten up our tour, pointed to another partitioned room and said in a hushed voice "Star's make-up room". So awed was his voice that we felt we should walk into the room on tip-toe. When we did see it, I for one took no trouble to hide my disappointment. In one corner was a shabby looking dressing table and in front of it stood a still shabbier chair. Otherwise the room was bare. However the floor, table and chair were all covered in a film
Hullo, are we seeing Anis with a baby in "Masoom"? Yes, the baby is as
sweet as herself.
She was well camouflaged with of perspiration and wisps of untidy hair.
of either dust or face powder. We didn't want to hurt our guide's feelings too much so we mumbled something that sounded like "very nice" and hurried down the dusty stairs I mentioned before.
THE PERSPIRING ACTRESS
Next we were taken to a little theatre where new films are previewed by the press. This was a low mcdern building. From here we went to yet another building and climbed more stairs until we found ourselves outside the department where the films are developed and the sound films are combined with the picture films. We were not allowed to enter this holy of holies until we had removed our shoes. This was a pleasure since our feet were swollen with all the walking we had done. Looking very flat-footed and undignified we relaxed in this department while we were shown various types of film, without sound tracks and with sound tracks etc. I tried hard to look intelligent but I am afraid I did not succeed because our instructor kept giving me dirty looks while he made long technical speeches.
Once again we had our shoes on and were in the main building. Only this time we felt like honoured guests because we had the production manager (or is it managing director) as our guide.
He took us once again to the music room where the jaded star was still doing the same three steps she was doing before. This time however several people rushed forward to greet us and make us comfortable. So different was our reception this time that we almost began to wonder if this was really the room we had visited before.
Anyway this second visit of ours must have been welcomed by the perspiring actress because she was permitted to sit down with us, but not for long because soon the musicians came to life and began to play and she was asked to sing for us. This she did in a small but sweet voice.
THE WHISTLING DIRECTOR
After this pleasant interlude we were taken to the actual studio where scenes for a war propaganda film were being shot. We sat in the shelter of the cameras and went
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