Amitabh Bachchan, Pravin & The Snow Leopard

"Pravin!" at the top of Amitabh Bachchan's voice. Pravin scurried to his Big Boss with a mirror and put it up for Amitabh Bachchan to fiddle his hair. "This is not your first day." Pravin bowed in shame. "You should know better!" Amitabh Bachchan pressed down the sideburn. "All right I am good to go!"

When Amitabh Bachchan was young they called him The Angry Young Man. It was the nation's love to see the angry young man being angry. The anger saw him rose to the stardom and became the most celebrated celebrity in the history of Bollywood.

"Cut" called the director. "Thank you so much sir, Lets see the playback!"

"No!" a soft cough followed by a husky voice. " This is too dramatic" claimed Amitabh Bachchan. "I shouldn't look into the camera with such deliberation" The Amitabh Bachchan's clan, the producers, the agencies, the clients, the make-up artist, even the lady owner of the residential location, nodded their heads severely. There wasn't any one who can say no to Amitabh Bachchan.

"I want to do it again." insisted Amitabh Bachchan. He waited, and waited. "Pravin!" Pravin chopped chopped to the Big Boss with the mirror. But Amitabh Bachchan did not look into the mirror. He was cold starring at Pravin. Pravin's eyes were filled with fear and immediately sensed the message to tidy up the Big Boss's trouser's legs.

"And action!" called the director. Amitabh Bachchan did the 45 degree turn to the camera. Looked into the camera. With less deliberation, as he would claimed. Hold up the product. And said his line. "Cut" called the director. "Yes sir, Yes, that's the one sir! Thank You"

Pravin went up to the Big Boss with the mirror again. Amitabh Bachchan brushed him off and went straight to the TV monitor. He watched the playback. "This is definitely better!" he contended. He turned to the still photographer at the other corner. "Can I have the pictures?"

"Yes sir" said the photographer. He looked up to his assistant. And the assistant looked up to Pravin. "Do you have a Thumb Drive?" "No, no, no!" Amitabh Bachchan interrupted. "I have my laptop here, can you just transfer to my laptop?" "Yes sir" said the photographer while muttering to his assistant. "I would have to process them first."

"What process?" Amitabh Bachchan was intrigued. "Hmm...because the files are in RAW sir, and.." said the soft spoken photographer. "What do you mean by RAW?" Amitabh Bachchan wanted the pictures immediately so he could blog'em first hand. "I have my laptop here" he argued. "It is very easy to open it in Adobe" "And I'll have the Snow Leopard very soon, maybe tomorrow!" He looked over to Pravin. And Pravin answered the Big Boss with an assuring nod.

"Great, Snow Leopard." the photographer trying to put Amitabh Bachchan at ease. " But I still have to process it" explained the photographer.

"Ok" still not knowing what a RAW file is. "Pravin!!" he shouted.

Pravin came to his Big Boss with the Mirror. Amitabh Bachchan fiddled his hair and whined. "Do they not know what a Snow Leopard is?"

"Move my blogging time after my swim" muttered Amitabh Bachchan.