Could you repeat the 'kostion'?

<div class="section1"><div align="center" style="position:relative; left: -2"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1" width="70.3%"> <colgroup> <col width="100.0%" /> </colgroup> <tr valign="top"> <td width="100.0%" colspan="1" rowspan="1" style="" valign:="" top="" background-color:="" f3f3f3=""> <div class="Normal"><img src="/photo/920461.cms" alt="/photo/920461.cms" border="0" /></div> </td> </tr> </table></div> <div class="Normal"><br /><br />"I don''t want to be typecast into any specific role," says Mr Hero, "so I am trying different stuff — there''s emotion, even comedy," he continues in a barely audible, rather affected bass.<br /><br />The ''comedy'' is pronounced like ''khamedy'', perhaps the result of a stage show, a <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">phoren</span> location shoot or a reaction to the microphones and dictaphones thrust in his face.<br /><br />Before we could ponder further on the origins of this <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">khamedy</span>, Mr Hero spoke again."Could you repeat the <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">kostion</span> please?" Immediately, the entire <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">kostionable khamedy</span> came into perspective.<br /><br />Any illusions we had harboured of Mr Hero being Bollywood''s answer to James Bond were now out of the <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">kostion</span>. <br /><br />Meet Rajiv Bhatia from Chandni Chowk.<br /><br />Mr Bhatia is the <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">khiladi</span> of Bollywood, the playboy who finally tied the knot and the guy who (if reports are to be believed) still refuses to be tamed. <br /><br />If reality doesn''t ring a bell, here''s the glamourised version — meet Akshay Kumar.<br /><br />"The ''electronic'' people first," yelled Akki''s PR fellow, "print and radio will be ''naxt''." <br /><br />Those of us writing for websites were also included in print as we could "take print outs of stories".<br /><br />The weird classification notwithstanding, we patiently awaited our turn... for the next two hours.<br /><script language="javascript">doweshowbellyad=0; </script><br /><br /><br /></div> </div><div class="section2"><div class="Normal"></div> <div align="left" style="position:relative; left: -2"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="left" border="1" width="53.0%"> <colgroup> <col width="100.0%" /> </colgroup> <tr valign="top"> <td width="100.0%" colspan="1" rowspan="1" style="" valign:="" top="" background-color:="" f3f3f3=""> <div class="Normal"><img src="/photo/920464.cms" alt="/photo/920464.cms" border="0" /></div> </td> </tr> </table></div> <div class="Normal">Finally we were allowed in with the ominous warning, "Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span> is only speaking about <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">Aitraaz</span>."<br /><br />This was strange because Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span> was in town to shoot for Sunil Darshan''s, <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">Mere Jeevan Saathi</span>. "But why won''t he speak on <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">Jeevan Saathi</span>?" asked someone.<br /><br />"<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">Arre</span>, <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">Aitraaz</span> is releasing on Diwali and Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span> does not want the public to get confused," answered Mr PR. Fine enough, we did not want to talk about it either.<br /><br />Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span> was seated on a sofa and was quickly surrounded by my fellow ''scribesmen''. An excerpt from the best of the worst:<br /><br />How is <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">Aitraaz </span>different from your other films?<br /><br />(Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span> refuses to look up for some reason unknown to us) "It''s different because I am not the hero."<br /><br />Huh?<br /><br />"Unlike my earlier movies, where I am the hero and could do anything, in this movie I am a normal man. Like any regular person, this is a guy who cries, pleads and even begs."<br /><br />And whatever makes him do all that? "Haven''t you seen <span style="" font-style:="" italic="">Disclosure</span>?" is heard somewhere in the background.<br /><br />"He is accused of rape by a woman who wants him real bad," says Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span>, followed by a significant pause.<br /><script language="javascript">doweshowbellyad=0; </script><br /><br /><br /></div> </div><div class="section3"><div class="Normal"></div> <div align="left" style="position:relative; left: -2"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="left" border="1" width="51.3%"> <colgroup> <col width="100.0%" /> </colgroup> <tr valign="top"> <td width="100.0%" colspan="1" rowspan="1" style="" valign:="" top="" background-color:="" f3f3f3=""> <div class="Normal"><img src="/photo/920465.cms" alt="/photo/920465.cms" border="0" /></div> </td> </tr> </table></div> <div class="Normal">Ah, so have you ever faced a similar situation — we mean women who want you but can''t have you?<br /><br />(Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span> suddenly looks up) "Someone never who''s accused me, but yes there was this girl once who planted herself outside my house for three days. Later her parents called and said that she had consumed poison for me."<br /><br />Another significant pause in which a very audible sigh is heard in the room. Someone asks, "<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">Phir kya hua</span>? (What happened next)?"<br /><br />"Nothing much," goes on Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span>, "I explained why I could not be hers and sent her back home."<br /><br />So you must be having a lot of women falling for you, right Mr Kumar? <br /><br />Again he acknowledges with his eyes and we realise that Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span> only looks up and into the eyes, when it''s a she-scribe posing a question. Hmm.<br /><br />"Not a lot, but I have always been surrounded by two women at any given point of time," Akshayji smirks.<br /><br />Yessir, Akshay<span style="" font-style:="" italic="">ji</span>, which precisely has been the problem with you. And to think we sat for two hours to hear that — what a S.W.O.T.<br /><script language="javascript">doweshowbellyad=0; </script></div> </div>