Amrita is over the moon.
"I could swoon with delight," she squeals pleasurably. "I mean this is Husain Saab. The last time he painted someone from a film by Sooraj-ji it was Madhuri Dixit after Hum Aapke hain Koun. Apparently Husain Saab has seen Vivah a large number of times.
And he decided I'm worthy of the honour of being painted by him. I am like...wow! You know I'm Madhuri-ji's biggest fan. If ever there was a living legend, she's it.
You know, Husain Saab is a big fan of Sooraj-ji's work. I remember seeing Madhuri-ji's paintings in the Rajshri office. And now it's my turn. What more could I ask for?"
Tell her it's the dignity of her role in Vivah and she gets overly modest. "You know I feel any actress would shine if presented the way I've been in Vivah. Actuallly all of us—Sooraj-ji, Shahid and I—were on test in Vivah.
Unlike Madhuriji's glamorous outfits and presentation in Hum Aapke Hain Koun my glamour lay in my simplicity. I guess it's that quality that appealed to Husain Saab. I feel like pinching myself each time I think of being part of Husain Saab's art. This would be my most memorable and colourful brush with life.
I'm so thrilled I can't stop blushing. But you know what? In my heart of hearts I had always dreamt of being Husain Saab's muse. Now it's come true!"
Amrita says she needs to tread very carefully from now on about her next career move.