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VIDIYA BALAN Biodata

Name: Vidya Balan
Born: January 1, 1978
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn
Birth Place: Palghat, Kerala, India
Nationality: Indian
Mother Tongue: Tamil
Religion: Hindu
Occupation: Bollywood actress / Fashion model

Family:
Father: PR Balan – Vice President of ETC Channel
Mother: Home Maker
Siblings: Elder sister Priya
Marital status: Single
Education:
School: St. Antony’s School
College: St. Xavier’s College, Mumbai University. She has sociology degree
Likes: Indian classical music
Favorites:
Films: DDLJ, Dil Se, One fine day
Clothes: Saris
Food: Home-Cooked Food
Actor: Amitabh Bachchan
Actress: Madhuri Dixit
Other Facts: Vidya is spiritually inclined
Hobbies: Reading – All of Paulo Coelho’s books, listening to music and watching films
Debut Film: Bhaalo Theko (Bengali Movie-2003), Parineeta(In Hindi-2005)
Languages Known: Tamil, Hindi, English, Malayalam & Bengali
ENTRY TO THE BOLLYWOOD FILM INDUSTRY:
Vidya Balan (born January 1, 1978 in Palakkad, Kerala, India) is an Indian actress based in Mumbai, India.
EARLY LIFE:
Although born in Palakkad to Tamil Iyer parents in Kerala, Vidya Balan grew up in Mumbai and attended St. Anthony’s Girls High School, St. Xavier’s College, Bombay and later the University of Mumbai. She graduated from college with a Sociology degree. She speaks several languages including Tamil, Malayalam, English, Hindi, and Bengali.
CAREER:
Vidya Balan, then Vidya Iyer, was signed to appear in the Malayalam film “Chakram”, which was shelved. She was then signed in Tamil by Lingusamy for his Run, but for reasons undisclosed, she was dropped after a first schedule and replaced by Meera Jasmine. In the jinx driven industry Vidya was dropped from her second Tamil movie “Manasellam” opposite to Srikanth, on the grounds of ‘non-performance’ and replaced by Trisha Krishnan.
She then turned to television advertising. From 1998 onwards, she appeared in numerous television ads, many of which were directed by Pradeep Sarkar. She also took supporting roles in music videos, appearing with singers and bands such as Euphoria, Shubha Mudgal, and Pankaj Udhas, and acted in Hindi soap operas like Hum Paanch. She portrayed the role of Radhika Mathur in few episodes of season 1 of “Hum Paanch” (sitcom) which was first aired in 1995. Since she is obviously older than 13 in these episodes, her repeated claims to have been born in 1982 is believed to be false.
In 2005, she finally made her appearance on the big screen, in two movies. She appeared in a Bengali film, “Bhalo Theko”, for which she won the Best Actress Anand Lok Puraskar award in Kolkata. Also in 2005, Balan made her Hindi film debut in “Parineeta”. The film was very successful at the box office.
After the success of Parineeta the same producer who dropped Vidya Balan from Manasellam saying that she was not emoting properly & non photogenic, was after her to sign her opposite to none other than Kamal Hassan for Dasavatharam. But Vidya Balan rejected the offer and Asin Thottumkal was signed instead.
In 2006 she appeared opposite Sanjay Dutt in the film “Lage Raho Munna Bhai”. The movie was a major hit within India and was ranked #1 on the box office for eight weeks after its release. Telugu Superstar Chiranjeevi who is enacting the remake of Lage Raho Munnabhai desperately wanted to sign Vidya Balan and the producer even offered her a remuneration of Rs. 1 crore, but Vidya Balan was not tempted to return South again.
Vidya was recently seen in a supporting role in Mani Ratnam’s Guru; she played a woman with a physical disability and she played a woman with amnesia in the multi-starrer “Salaam-e-Ishq: A Tribute To Love”. Her latest release is “Eklavya: The Royal Guard” which got mixed reviews.
Vidya’s next release will be Priyadarshan’s version of malayalam hit “Manichitrathazhu” that roughly translates to “magic lock”. The movie is about the mysteries of superstitions, supernatural power and split personality. Vidya essays the role immortalised by Shobana, who had bagged the Best Actress Award in 1990. Priyadarshan worked in the second unit of the original as a tribute to his master Fazil. Priyadarshan thought that Vidya Balan is a good dancer as she was a Palakkad Brahmin. He was shocked to discover that the actress has two left feet. But Vidya took it as a challenge and supposed to have practised hard for the crucial dance sequence in the climax where the Ganga transforms into the dancer Nagavalli by personality disorder.
PERSONAL LIFE:
Her father, P. R. Balan, is the Vice President of ETC Channel and her mother is a housewife.
In a video interview, Vidya has stated that she is “extremely spiritual”, has a “firm faith in God” and visits temples everyday .
Gossip columnists linked Vidya with one of her co-stars, John Abraham. She strongly denied the allegations, saying that the rumors were “vile”.
VIDYA BALAN TRIVIA:
* She signed on for the role of Anaida Raza (Lara Dutta) in “Jhoom Barabar Jhoom” (2007). After finding out the script required her to dance, she dropped out.
* Speaks English, Hindi amd Tamil. After filming “Parineeta (2005)”, can also speak Bengali quite well.
* She has been linked to actor, Madhavan several times: she has paired with him in Guru and was set to pair with him in Run. Other films such as Suryamukhi, Stella, Once More and Oru Naal Podhuma were announced with the pair of them in the lead roles only to be called off or postponed.
* A Tamilian from Kerala, she hails from the Iyer community in Palakkad, on the border of Tamil Nadu and Kerala.
* Vidya Balan was signed to appear in the Malayalam film Chakram, but the film was abandoned mid-way through production
* She is from the Iyer community
* She made her debut as a model in a Surf Excel advertisement in 1998
* She decided to join films the day she interacted with Shabana Azmi while in college
* She is trained in Carnatic music
* Vidya had to go through 40 screen tests and 17 make-up shoots before she was chosen for the lead role in Parineeta
* Vidya Balan has acted in more than 25 ad films, most of which were directed by Pradeep Sarkar
* Did her schooling from St. Antony’s School and later on at St. Xavier’s College where she graduated in Sociology. She soon started work on her MA from Mumbai University when she was offered a role in a Malayalam film starring Mohanlal, but it was later shelved due to issues with the director.
* Listed as number 8 of ‘Top Bollywood Actresses’ of 2006. (rediff.com, 8-25-2006)
VIDYA BALAN PERSONAL QUOTES:
“Neither of my first two Malayalam films got completed, and I walked out of the third, a Tamil film, because I was not comfortable. I was replaced in another Tamil film with the excuse that I could not act. They made me feel ugly to the point where I was scared to look in the mirror. In retrospect I thank God, and by God’s grace today the going is good.”
“I have enjoyed the success my work has brought me. Some might say I haven’t really struggled to be successful. I think it is my perspective that is utopian. My state of mind is positive and peaceful. And I dare to dream”
“Our city has been ravaged by the monsoon. There’s mayhem and disorder every where. Lives have been lost and property destroyed.”
“My attitude towards the tragedy has been mixed – on the one hand, I have utmost faith. On the other hand, I question the powers above. Property is replaceable, life is not. Why have innocents died? I have asked myself this question again and again. It’s when a tragedy of this scale that has no apparent reason occurs that I wonder how I can continue to look at the brighter side of life… The answer eludes me.”
“I am extremely spiritual. Spirituality, for me, is unmoving faith in the force above. Though I have firm faith in God, I refuse to follow meaningless rituals. And I am certainly not superstitious. I believe there is one supreme power, a governing force that rules the world. I derive my strength from that force. It could be a manifestation of the sun or the moon. I call it God.”
“Even in times of adversity, I believe everything that happens, happens for the best. I am a die-hard optimist. People say this bent of mind is fatalistic but I don’t think so. There’s a light at the end of every tunnel. Every moment I think God is around me, there’s never any reason to fear. I have never slotted things as good and bad – they are always good and not so-good. I believe we should make the most of what we have.”
“I have enjoyed the success my work has brought me. Some might say I haven’t really struggled to be successful. I think it is my perspective that is utopian. My state of mind is positive and peaceful. And I dare to dream.”
“I must say Mumbai is a relatively safe city for women. They can and they do deal with hooliganisn when they have to be. For years I was train commuter in Mumbai. And I was a victim of eve-teasing a lot many times. There have been instances when I’ve slapped men and screamed at them for staring or misbehaving.I was warned against retaliation. But I think if male aggression isn’t nipped in the bud, they finally gather the courage to get worse in their behaviour. Societal fear is so large that women keep quiet when they’re subjected to indecent behaviour. Not me. When I commuted by train I’d pull up men for staring at me. As a woman you instinctively know a man’s intention by the way he shakes your hand.”
“Neither of my first two Malayalam films got completed, and I walked out of the third, a Tamil film, because I was not comfortable. I was replaced in another Tamil film with the excuse that I could not act. They made me feel ugly to the point where I was scared to look in the mirror. In retrospect I thank God, and by God’s grace today the going is good.”
VIDYA BALAN AWARDS:
Winner:
* 2005: Star Screen Award Most Promising Newcomer – Female for Parineeta
* 2005: Star’s Sabsey Favourite Nayi Heroine for Parineeta
* 2005: Stardust Superstar of Tomorrow – Female for Parineeta
* 2005: Filmfare Best Debut Award for Parineeta
* 2005: Zee Cine Award Best Female Debut for Parineeta
* 2005: International Indian Film Academy Awards, Best Female Debut for Parineeta
* 2005: Anand Lok Puraskar Award, Best Actress for Bhalo Theko
Nominations:
* 2007 : International Indian Film Academy Awards: Best Actress for Lage Raho Munnabhai

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She pushed her buttocks hard against my bulge when I finally cupped her mound, and I felt the wetness seeping through the flimsy panties. She slid one hand down and grabbed my exploring hand, pressing it harder against her crotch. By god! This was unbelievable! She actually was egging me on! I slid my hand up till I was caressing her belly and then pushed my fingers 

through the elastic waistband of her panties. I groaned; she gasped. I felt the bush there between her legs and without any further finesse I cupped her naked pussy. She pulled her face away from mine, simultaneously,pushing her hips forward in a subtle gesture to encourage me to further increase the level of play with her pussy. "Ohhhh..." She finally broke the eerie silence with this. When I slid my fingers across and over the lips of her pussy, her body went rigid. "Ahhhhh...ugghhh..." she moaned expressively. With my left hand now squeezing, not just kneading, her ample chest, I stepped closer as she strained forward, so that I could rub my erection against her buttocks. "Oh, pl-pl-please, please..." she uttered and I did not understand what it was she was pleading with me for till her hand began to guide mine up and down over her pussy. I realized that she wanted me to start rubbing her pussy in this direction and at the pressure with which she was pressing my hand. I obliged, settling immediately into a rhythm that obviously was just what she needed, because she began moving her body up and down over my finger. With the fingers of my left hand I began rubbing one erect nipple that had her quivering uncontrollably.She was trying to push my other hand, which she was holding with one of her own, up over her pussy. I realized she wanted a quick release, or that she was on the brim of orgasm and she wanted me to play with her clitoris. I was amazed when my finger encountered her clit. It was swollen, erect, almost like a little penis and when I massaged it, she let out a sound that was a cross between a scream and a moan. She raised her left leg and spreading it away from her body, laid it atop the bed that was about a foot away from where we were standing. Her hand left mine and drifted to the sari, which I had been holding in my hand, bunched up as it was around her waist. Presumably, she had gauged by
now that I understood exactly how much pressure and in which direction she wanted herself to be touched there and
wanted to use her hand for better purposes. That resulted in her pushing my hand off the sari and she herself took hold of the material and lifted it well above her waist. I glanced at the mirror in front of us and suddenly realized her intentions of doing this. She had opened her eyes and we could now both see the reflection of my hand playing with her pussy lips and her swollen clitoris. Since she had spread her leg apart, her pussy lips had stretched wide open as well. She had a well-maintained(neatly trimmed) bush: a bunch
of curly dark hair in the shape of a triangle. I don't know when and how her panties had slid down to her hips, almost down to her knees. Maybe they had slipped down when she had wiggled and squirmed during my initial foray inside them, but I swear I never knew when the garment had been pushed down. She had leaned her head towards her left so that she could watch our reflections in the mirror. I noticed how swan-like her neck was and I dipped my head down to kiss the naked flesh between her shoulder and the neck. I increased the pressure and the pace of my fingers across her pussy lips and her clit and it
took no more than a minute for her to sway and thrust her hips forward, uttering incomprehensible words as she climaxed yet again. Her legs almost collapsed under her, and had it not been for my other hand holding her up by her breasts, she would surely have fallen down. Breathing hard and raggedly, she gasped, "Oh, oh my god, oh god, p-please, please, its too much, too much, stop now, please, stop, stop..." I decided, rather sadistically I think, not to let her go as yet. Ignoring my own need to release my pent up emotions by way of ejaculating (which appeared imminent anyway), I pushed on. "Once more, okay, once more, I know you need it, okay, you want it, go on, go on, take it one more time, go on!" She relented, her eyes fixed on the mirror as I redoubled my efforts, this time, changing the angle of my finger so that it rubbed inside the pussy lips, and as it advanced downwards, the tip began to slowly enter the opening. Her pussy was hot, wet and seemed to be so tight that I had difficulty in increasing the depth of penetration of my finger during the subsequent thrusts. Now, almost half of my index finger kept sliding inside her pussy during its movement down the slit, so that, I was all at once, massaging her pussy, rubbing her pussy lips and also sliding the tip of my finger inside her. "Oh god, oh, oh, oh my god," she chanted, beginning to move her hips to and fro in the unmistakable imitation of pure and raw intercourse, grinding her pussy against my thrusting finger. "There," I murmured softly into her ear, which I was also nibbling. "There, there. Doesn't that feel good? Don't you want that? Aren't you really loving it?" I am basically not much for talking during sex. But this woman, the dream of my dreams had set me on fire and what I was going through now, was sheer lust. Suddenly I knew that I wanted to do and experience all that I had only dreamt of doing before and Maybe read about and seen in the adult magazines and films. "Oh my god, yes, yes," she cried out. "Please, p-please use both your hands! Push that finger all the way in, oh god, please!" Fixated though I was on her large breasts, I decided to give her what she wanted at this moment. I slid my other hand down her waist and immediately found her clit with it, massaging it in the same rhythm with which I had been massaging it with my other finger. At the same time, I thrust my index finger of the other hand savagely inside her opening and she gasped. "Oh my god, yes, yessss! Fuck it harder inside me!" There it was. Finally. Now, the ice had not merely been broken, all barriers were smashed. She had used the F-word, just as I was wondering whether I should start it. This was lust, pure wanton lust. There were no other feelings. No romance, no love, no poetry, just raw lust. I rotated my finger over her clit
and pushed in and pulled out my finger rhythmically. Our eyes were fixed on the reflection in the mirror – the sight of my finger sliding in and out of her pussy and another finger rubbing her inflamed clit seemed to us as almost hypnotic. "You like this?" I whispered in her ear. "You like my finger fucking your pussy and playing with your clit, don't you?" She nodded her head furiously, her bright eyes and mouth open, the former burning like fire and the latter breathing out hot air. Her enormous chest heaved, the dark brown nipples taut and erect. I decided to do something about
her chest. I leaned down and thrust my face against her breasts. She arched them to me. I did not go for the soft melons, or the inviting nipples. Instead, I managed to get my head between the cantaloupes: don't ask me how. Here I am, standing behind and slightly away from her, my hands working furiously at her crotch, her arms stretched up and behind, wrapped around my neck. Of course, she turned her body (waist up only) slightly and sighed when I began to lick that amazing, soft flesh between her breasts. Oh god, were they big! I had a feeling that half my head was buried between them. "Oh, please, suck on them, please," she implored. At last! I fastened my mouth over her nearest breast, taking in as much of the flesh inside my mouth as possible, sucking hard till my cheeks hollowed completely. Even as I sucked her lovely breast, I allowed my tongue to sweep over the hard nub of her nipple, and that made her moan louder and louder. I felt her hand coming down to rest on top of my head and urging me to switch over to the other breast. Who the hell was I to refuse? I had been dreaming of these beauties for so long now. I immediately stuffed her other breast into my mouth, repeating my actions again. I began licking her nipples now, first one and then the other, alternating between the two, wishing that there were some way I could lick both at once. In the position I was in, this was impossible. I was aware that my saliva was steadily dripping down her breasts. I went back to sucking them again. She was pressing her breasts against my mouth and her pussy harder against my fingers. "Oh yes, oh yes, suck it harder, oh god, oh god, harder please! Fuck your finger faster, faster, oh god, deeper, ah yes, yes, oh my god, I'm going to cum, yes, going to cum!" And as her body began to shudder, she pulled my face away from her tantalizing breasts. She raised her face, turning sideways and opened her mouth. "Kiss me when I'm cumming, now, now!" Without interrupting the movement of my fingers, I leaned down and put my mouth on top of hers, shoving my tongue deep in the warmth of her oral cavity that seemed to me like a furnace. Simultaneously,I pushed my hips forward and rubbed my penis against her tight buttocks, eager to seek my own release. She moaned and cried out yet again as she climaxed, letting go of her sari and wrapping her arms back over my neck, pulling my face deeper into hers, fighting my tongue with hers, sucking voraciously on it. Very slowly I decreased the pressure and the pace of my fingers, feeling the hot wetness seep over them, till finally, I cupped her entire pussy as though to prevent her fluids dribbling down her thighs. Her body thrashed and squirmed for a long time and then she tore her lips away from mine, gasping aloud. "Oh god, oh my god, it was so good, it was so good!" she moaned, planting wet kisses on
my cheeks and on the top of my nose. "I'm so glad for you, Radha, I'm so glad you liked my finger fucking you, making you feel so good," I replied. She pressed her buttocks back to grind them against my hard on. She looked into my eyes in the mirror. We did not need any words now. I was aware that she was feeling the contours of my penis against her firm buttocks and it felt natural when she slid one hand down the side of my body. She pushed it between our bodies, looking in the mirror for guidance and shuffled sideways slightly to expose the front of my bulging trousers. Her sari had fallen down over her waist again. I let out a grunt when she cupped my bulge and her eyes flew back to
bore into mine. I brought one finger (the one that had been sliding in and out of her opening) up and even as she stared at me, squeezing my hard on over my trousers, I slid the finger in my mouth. She gasped when I sucked on my finger and then opened her mouth when I offered it to her. She licked my finger first before devouring it in her hot mouth, her head bobbing to and fro. With my other hand, I cupped her cheek and moved my finger in and out of her mouth: out when she bobbed her head back and in when she leaned forward to suck it back in. She fumbled for the belt around my waist, and though I wanted to help her undo it, I preferred to let her do it. For some strange reason, I thought that the extra time she'd take to get my trousers and my underwear off would help me in prolonging my ejaculation. Just a few moments ago, I had thought that one more rub against her buttocks, and I would be shooting my cum right in my underwear. But that wasn't to be. She didn't stop sucking on my finger and she adjusted her body so that I could also begin to fondle her breasts with my other hand, pinching and rubbing them, rolling the hard nipples between thumb and forefinger. The belt was off, the buttons were undone and she pulled the zipper down. My pants slithered down my legs to fall on the floor and when she pushed my underwear as well, her eyes widened. It's a cliché, when one describes his penis emerging out of his clothes as 'like a lion freed from the cage'. But the metaphor did apply in this case. I myself was surprised at the erection I was spouting. Now, my penis isn't all that long and big. I've read smut stories describing penises as being a foot long and as wide as a bottle of coke. This has always amused me and I'd always pity the woman who'd have to accommodate such a monster inside her. I was always sure that if there were to be such penises (and I admit I've seen some pretty large ones in the porno films I have stacked in my private library), no real, normal woman would like to have it stuffed inside her and then get banged with it for as long as Peter North usually takes to come in the stag films. Besides, I had read a real good story in an adult book where the woman describes how a guy with an almost miniature penis had given her enjoyment more than all the other big dick guys ever had. Not that mine was miniature. Far from that, at this moment as Radha gasped at its sight, it looked longer that its usual six-odd inches and thicker than the four and half inch circumference (I have measured and calculated it during one time that I was watching a porn flick). I don't think you can accurately measure the diameter of a penis; it makes more sense to know the circumference. Just take a piece of string and wrap it around your erection. Measure the length of the string. That's the circumference. (For academic interest, you could get the approximate diameter by dividing this circumference by 3.14!) "My god!" she gasped again, her eyes wide with shock and her voice sounding like a croak. "My god, May, you have a awesome one!" "Its because of you, I swear," I managed to say lightly. I shuddered and my body jack-knifed when she wrapped her fist around it wonderingly. My penis stiffened further and I still don't know (honestly) why it didn't empty its contents. I suppose it's all in the mind. You lust for a woman this long, dreaming about her practically everyday, particularly when you are forced to masturbate in the event that the wife's not around to help and suddenly, you are facing reality. And you don't want it to end all too soon. Because you are thinking of the thousand ways you want to please her and the thousand ways you her to please you. And maybe you won't fulfill your wish of thousand, but you certainly want at least a few of them done through during the first time. She slid her smooth though wet hand slowly up and down my shaft. After a few strokes, she gently slid her hand down to take hold of my testicles. (They weren't, for God's sake, as big as tennis balls!). She juggled them, her head involuntarily shaking from side to side. "My god, Radha," I gasped. "Do that any more and I'm going to cum any moment!" "Go on then, May, go on and shoot! I want to see it coming out of your cock!" God, she was surprising me! I had been apprehensive about uttering those F-words, but here she was, freely using them. Talk about surprises! I reckon that the use of these words were getting to me and was sure that if she continued talking this way, I was going to lose it one way or the other. "I want to make it last, Radha!" I groaned, watching her hand glide back and forth over my penis. "Some other time, May, some other time. Not now. You are hot; I know it and I want to see that cum shooting out. Please!" This time, more than the tone of her sexy voice with that undercurrent of urgency in it, it
was the fact that she had decided there would be other times that brought me to the edge. I had thought that this would be perhaps a one-time thing and I had reserved my other return of the 'thank you' for the purpose of getting it on with her again. Preemptive strike! "Okay, Radha, here it is! Just be a bit faster, oh yes, like that, oh yes! Your hand feels so good on my dick, oh god, and the sight of your tits and your pussy, oh god, its too much, yes, yes, harder baby, faster, faster! I want to come all over your pussy, baby, all over your pussy! Yes, yes..." Her fist was a blur now as she concentrated on the speed, the pressure and the rhythm. She had all three going exactly the way I would want it. Her breasts swung with her effort and her fingers clasped my scrotum. She had to bend slightly so that she could get it right. "Yes, May, yes, oh yes, come now, now, all over my pussy, all over my cunt!" That did it! I let out a groan, thrust my hips forward, let my hands clasp her breasts to squeeze them hard and let out my juices in powerful, gut- wrenching bursts. I felt the salvos hitting her first just above the patch over her pubis,
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orgasms. She spoke after what seemed to be a long time. "Don't you think we should dress up and leave now? We wouldn't want anyone to think about our absence as any other reason." Dumbly I nodded. "I want to get into it again, Radha," I said hoarsely, looking squarely into her eyes. She picked up the bra and the blouse, letting the sari fall back over her legs. She walked slowly to the bathroom.
"Why not? Lets watch for a ideal time and place, okay?" Now, it was she who was in command. Not that I ever was in complete command, but at least, I did have her thinking and blushing at the suggestions I had been making. Things had reversed. "Dress yourselves up. I am going to say that I had to change because a bottle of coke spilled onto my clothes at the party. Keep with the story, okay. Besides," she smiled, "I have a bottle of coke in the fridge, and please get it here for me, will you? We might as well make it look real!" We had driven over to the apartment so that she could change her bra. It ended up in changing all her clothes as well.

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