Kapitel 45: Intern’s POV: A Dream Takes Shape
Intern's POV: A Dream Takes Shape
Day 1 on Set: The Jaisalmer Chronicles
As Aman Kumar stepped off the bus and into the sun-drenched streets of Jaisalmer, a wave of disbelief washed over him. He was here—on the set of Whispers of Jaisalmer—one of the most anticipated films of the year. This wasn't just any movie, it was part of a universe that would redefine Indian horror cinema. And he, a mere intern, was about to be part of something monumental.
The city's golden sandstone walls and intricate carvings felt like an extension of a dream, a setting so vivid it looked like a scene straight out of a movie. And there, right in the middle of it all, was Arjun Gupta—his boss, his mentor, and, to Aman, the man who had turned the impossible into reality.
Aman still remembered the day he'd gotten the call. It had been late evening, the sun casting long shadows through the cracked windows of his family's modest home. He'd stared at the email in disbelief: "You've been selected as an Art Department Assistant for Whispers of Jaisalmer."
For Aman, who had spent countless hours drawing concept sketches and practicing set design, the opportunity was surreal. He had followed Arjun's career since the success of Haunting of Kasauli. It wasn't just the movie's spine-chilling plot that had captivated him, but also the way Arjun wove traditional folklore into a modern narrative, setting the stage for a cinematic universe that felt both familiar and groundbreaking.
The other interns felt the same excitement as Aman. They had all looked up to Arjun as the young visionary who had defied Bollywood's conventions, someone who had proven that age was just a number in a field dominated by veterans. And now, seeing him stride across the set with that unmistakable energy and focus, Aman couldn't help but feel a surge of pride.
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Intern Impressions: A Day of Learning
Standing amidst the bustle of the set, Aman's thoughts were a chaotic mix of awe and determination. He glanced at the other interns, each wearing expressions that mirrored his own excitement and nerves. They had been briefed on their roles, but being here, seeing the scale of the production and the caliber of the actors involved, made everything feel more real—and intimidating.
Riya Sharma, the camera assistant, was just as starstruck. Her admiration for Arjun wasn't just about his directing skills, but also his knack for visual storytelling. She had always been passionate about cinematography, and getting to work with Arjun was like stepping into a masterclass. Watching Arjun interact with the director of photography, discussing lighting and framing, she knew she was in the right place.
Farhan Sheikh, the production assistant, was trying to keep his cool, but he couldn't help sneaking glances at the actors as they prepared for their scenes. He'd always been fascinated by the logistics of filmmaking—how everything seemed to move seamlessly like parts of a well-oiled machine. Arjun's calm authority and ability to make swift decisions were inspiring. Farhan was determined to learn everything he could about managing a film set.
Then there was Sanjana Iyer, Arjun's assistant. Her proximity to the director meant she had a front-row seat to his creative process. She noticed how he balanced his vision with practical constraints, adjusting his plans when necessary but never losing sight of the story he wanted to tell. It was a rare opportunity to see a filmmaker's mind in action, and she planned to absorb every detail.
As the day progressed, the interns found themselves seamlessly integrating into the crew. Aman was tasked with helping create some of the set designs for the eerie, haunting scenes, using his creativity to enhance the film's supernatural elements. Riya helped set up the cameras and adjust the lighting, learning how each shadow and angle contributed to the film's atmosphere. Farhan ran errands, coordinated between departments, and kept a meticulous record of everything happening on set.
The overwhelming sensation of being part of something so grand was palpable in each of them.
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Watching Aryan Come to Life: Aman's Thoughts on the Scene
By the time Abhishek Bachchan arrived on November 15th, the set was already abuzz with anticipation. Aman had only ever seen Abhishek on screen, portraying a variety of characters with an intensity that made him larger than life. Now, seeing him in person, he felt a rush of disbelief. Yet, when Abhishek stepped into his role as Aryan, Aman realized something extraordinary was unfolding before his eyes.
The first scene they shot was Aryan's confrontation with the Dark One. Aman watched in rapt attention as Abhishek transformed into Aryan—his stance rigid with resolve, his eyes burning with the kind of determination that sent chills down Aman's spine. He marveled at how Abhishek embodied Aryan's inner turmoil, his voice laced with a subtle pain that hinted at a lifetime of battles.
Aman stood in the background, his heart racing as he absorbed every moment. Arjun's quiet directions, the way Abhishek adjusted his posture or the inflection in his voice—all of it painted a vivid picture of the character. Aryan wasn't just another protagonist; he was the linchpin of a larger narrative, the bridge between the mundane and the supernatural.
Arjun's words echoed in Aman's mind:
ARJUN
"Even if Aryan's role is small, it's pivotal. He's the kind of character who, with just a few scenes, can steal the heart of the audience. He's going to leave them wanting more, and that's exactly what we need for this universe."
Aman could see it now—how Aryan's presence added weight to the film, how his cryptic lines and subtle gestures hinted at a larger story waiting to be told. This wasn't just a role; it was a promise of things to come, a tantalizing glimpse of the universe Arjun was building.
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Back in the Slum: Planning Takes Shape
While the shoot in Jaisalmer continued, the buzz around the New Year's event in the slum was reaching fever pitch. The youth volunteer office was a whirlwind of activity, with kids of all ages pitching ideas, practicing routines, and preparing for the big day.
Aman's younger brother, Ravi, had been calling him every night, updating him on the progress. He told him about how the storytelling competition had turned into a full-fledged event, with kids forming teams to write and perform their stories. The idea of a mini-theatre production had taken off, and now there were groups rehearsing everything from folklore-inspired dramas to short comedy sketches.
The parents, who had initially been unsure about their children participating, were now fully on board, offering help wherever they could. Some were sewing costumes for the plays, while others prepared snacks for the kids during practice. The whole slum had come together, and there was an unmistakable sense of pride in the air.
Ravi's excitement was infectious.
RAVI
"Bhaiya, you should see it! There's this boy, Ramesh, who's always been shy, but now he's leading his team in rehearsals. And Meena—remember her? She's writing her own play! Can you imagine?"
Aman could imagine it. He could see the spark of inspiration that Arjun had ignited in these kids, the way the event had given them a reason to dream bigger. Even though he was hundreds of miles away, he felt connected to it all, knowing that this was what made Arjun different from others. He wasn't just a filmmaker; he was a catalyst for change.
The date was set for December 31st. Aman knew he wouldn't be able to attend the event in person, but he promised himself that he would be there in spirit. As he stood on the set, watching Abhishek deliver another powerful scene as Aryan, he realized something profound:
This wasn't just about making a film. This was about telling stories that mattered, stories that had the power to reach across distances and touch lives—whether it was in the grand halls of a cinema or the crowded alleys of a slum.
And for the first time, Aman felt like he was truly part of something that would last forever.
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