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A small note with gratitude:-
This morning, I was shocked to see that my web novel had reached 180k views. I hadn't concentrated on it much in recent days due to irregular updates and because I had to focus on work and completing my studies. The financial situation at home has also been a factor in my limited time. I'm writing this fanfic novel as a hobby, and I really hope I can continue it and not drop it like many other authors do.
I thought about opting for Patreon, but it didn't work out for me, haha. I'm just a crazy lover of the showbiz genre in novels.
To celebrate my novel which would be reaching 200k views on the Webnovel platform, I'll be mass releasing the chapters I've stacked, probably 5 or 6 chapters.
Reaching 200k might seem ridiculous to some, and you might wonder why I'm celebrating it, but keep in mind that my first novel, The Director's Journey, didn't even hit 50k views despite having 98 chapters
Thanks you readers
Your crazy author
King_of_orgin
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Suraj sat in the dimly lit editing room at Mythic Productions, his eyes glued to the screen. The faint glow illuminated his face as he scrutinized every frame, ensuring that each scene of Bhool Bhulaiyaa seamlessly aligned with his vision. Editing was a painstaking process, but Suraj embraced it wholeheartedly. This was where the story would truly come alive—every cut, transition, and visual effect had to enhance the tension, mystery, and subtle humor that defined the film.
He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples as the rough cut of a particularly intense scene played on the screen. The visuals were almost perfect, but something was missing. He rewound the clip, playing it again and again. It was the sound—it lacked the punch needed to immerse the audience fully.
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The next day, Suraj visited one of Bharat's most renowned music directors, Sameer Verma, and a celebrated sound engineer, Divya Kapoor. They met in Sameer's studio, a space filled with an array of instruments and state-of-the-art equipment.
"Suraj, my friend!" Sameer greeted him warmly. "I've been following your work. Ravan's Rampage was groundbreaking. What's this new project you've brought to me?"
Suraj grinned, wasting no time. "A horror-comedy. But for it to work, the sound has to be flawless. The background score needs to be haunting yet quirky, and the sound effects must amplify the suspense without overshadowing the humor."
Sameer raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A horror-comedy, you say? That's an interesting mix. Let's hear what you have in mind."
For hours, they discussed the film's tone, mood, and key moments. Suraj described scenes in vivid detail, explaining how the music should guide the audience's emotions.
Divya, who had been quietly taking notes, finally spoke. "For the climax, I suggest a mix of eerie silence and sudden bursts of sound. It will keep the audience on edge. But we'll need to experiment with layers—subtle whispers, distant echoes, things that aren't immediately noticeable but will unsettle the viewer subconsciously."
Suraj nodded, impressed. "Exactly what I was thinking. Let's start experimenting."
Sameer and Divya played a few drafts, tweaking the tempo, pitch, and instrumentation. After hours of trial and error, they finalized a few themes. Suraj listened intently, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
"This is it," he said. "This will take the movie to the next level."
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Back at Mythic Productions, Suraj was reviewing the edited sequences when Kunal entered the room, his expression a mix of annoyance and concern.
"Suraj," he began, "we need to talk about Rahul Khanna."
At the mention of the name, Suraj's jaw tightened. Rahul Khanna, a once-respected actor, had been a thorn in his side ever since their fallout during the production of Ravan's Rampage. Rahul's unprofessional behavior, lack of punctuality, and blatant disregard for the crew had left a sour taste in everyone's mouth. Suraj had vowed never to work with him again.
"What about him?" Suraj asked curtly, not looking up from his screen.
Kunal sighed. "He's visited the office five times in the last three months, claiming he wants to resolve the misunderstanding and collaborate with you."
Suraj finally looked up, his eyes blazing with anger. "Resolve? Kunal Uncle, that man didn't just disrespect me—he disrespected the entire team. He has no professional ethics, no courtesy. I would rather collaborate with an actor with zero acting talent than someone like him. Tell him to stop wasting his time."
Kunal nodded, understanding Suraj's frustration. "I thought you'd say that, but I had to let you know. He's been persistent."
"Persistence doesn't excuse behavior," Suraj said sharply, turning back to his work. "This industry is built on mutual respect. Without that, nothing works."
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As the days went by, word about Suraj's new project began to spread. News outlets, always hungry for the next big story, caught wind of the fact that Suraj was diving into the niche horror genre. Speculations ran wild—some praised his courage, while others labeled it a reckless gamble.
Suraj read a few articles, shaking his head in amusement. "It's miraculous this stayed under wraps for so long," he muttered to himself. "I thought the media would sniff it out months ago."
He wasn't wrong to be wary. Media scrutiny had a way of creating baseless rumors that could demoralize the cast and crew. In any world, journalists seemed eager to find faults, even in the most well-meaning endeavors.
Despite the buzz, Suraj remained focused. He had learned to tune out the noise, concentrating instead on the post-production work. The actors and crew had poured their hearts into the film, and he owed it to them to ensure that every frame, every sound, and every moment was perfect.
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One evening, as Suraj was reviewing the latest edits, Kunal entered the room again, this time with a more relaxed demeanor.
"I have to say," Kunal began, sitting across from Suraj, "you've managed to do something incredible here. This film—it's special. The actors, the locations, the sound—it all comes together so seamlessly. I don't know how you pulled it off."
Suraj leaned back, a rare smile of satisfaction on his face. "It's not just me. It's the team. Everyone believed in this project, even when the media doubted us, even when we doubted ourselves. That's what makes it special."
Kunal nodded, pride evident in his eyes. "You've come a long way, Suraj. Your parents would be proud."
The mention of his parents brought a lump to Suraj's throat. He looked away, pretending to focus on the screen. "I hope so," he said quietly. "This isn't just about making movies. It's about honoring their legacy. Building something Aryan can be proud of."
Kunal placed a reassuring hand on Suraj's shoulder. "You're doing more than that, Suraj. You're creating something timeless."
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As the final stages of post-production approached, Suraj found himself spending longer hours at the studio, often losing track of time. Aryan, ever the supportive brother, would occasionally call to check in, sharing updates about the cats and school.
"Bhaiya," Aryan said during one call, "the cats miss you. They keep looking at the door, waiting for you to come home."
Suraj laughed, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten. "Tell them I'll be back soon. And make sure they don't destroy the furniture in the meantime."
"They're angels when I'm around," Aryan replied with mock seriousness. "It's you they act up with."
Suraj chuckled, shaking his head. "I'll believe that when I see it."
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As the days turned into weeks, the film began to take its final shape. The background score was integrated, the sound effects polished, and the visuals perfected. Suraj sat back in his chair during the first complete viewing of the film, his heart pounding.
When the credits rolled, he let out a deep breath, a mix of relief and pride washing over him. It wasn't just a film—it was a labor of love, a testament to his resilience and determination.
And with that, the wheels were set in motion for the next phase of Suraj's journey—a journey that was far from over.
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Author note:-
:- mass release (1/5)
:-Support the story with power stones for extra chapters and motivation