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Suraj stepped into the opulent gates of Kamal Singh's sprawling residency, greeted by lush gardens, ornate architecture, and an air of quiet grandeur. It wasn't his first time visiting the superstar's home, but each time, the sheer scale of Kamal's success left him momentarily awestruck. Kamal Singh, one of the top stars in Bharat, had been an instrumental figure in supporting Suraj's vision, especially with his cameo in Bloody Commando. That small but impactful role had generated immense buzz, and Suraj was determined to repay the kindness with a role worthy of Kamal's caliber.

As the butler escorted him to the main living area, Suraj saw Kamal lounging on an expansive sofa, a cup of chai in hand. He looked relaxed yet imposing, his natural charm and charisma filling the room. "Ah, Suraj!" Kamal called out, rising to greet him with a warm smile. "Finally, the genius director graces my home. You've been busy turning the industry upside down, haven't you?"

Suraj laughed, shaking his hand. "Busy, yes. Turning it upside down? Not yet, but I'm working on it."

Kamal gestured for Suraj to sit, and they both settled into the plush sofas. "So, what brings you here today? I heard the buzz around Ravan's Rampage hasn't died down yet. Are you here to discuss the next part of Blood Bound Chronicles?"

Suraj shook his head. "Not quite. I do have a role in mind for you, but it's for a different project—a standalone film. Something I think will redefine the horror-comedy genre in Bharat."

Kamal raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You've got my attention. Go on."

Taking a deep breath, Suraj began to outline the story of Bhool Bhulaiyaa. "The movie is set in a small, culturally rich town. It begins with a married couple returning to their ancestral haveli. The wife, intrigued by family history, insists on staying in the haveli, despite local warnings. As they settle in, strange occurrences begin—doors creaking, footsteps in empty corridors, eerie laughter. But the real twist is when they discover that the haveli is haunted by the spirit of a royal dancer."

Kamal leaned forward, clearly engrossed. "Interesting. And where do I come in?"

"You'll play a physicist," Suraj explained, "but not just any physicist. Your character is eccentric, brilliant, and has an unusual take on the paranormal. While everyone else thinks it's all supernatural, he approaches the situation with science, logic, and a touch of humor. He's the audience's anchor, the one who walks the fine line between fear and comedy. His interactions with the spirit are a mix of intellectual duels and hilarious misunderstandings."

Kamal's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "A physicist in a horror-comedy? That's definitely something I've never done before."

"That's the point," Suraj said, his voice steady with conviction. "The script is layered with moments that terrify you, only to make you laugh the next second. It's a balance that needs precision, and I know you're the perfect fit. You have the charisma to make the character likable, the acting chops to pull off the serious scenes, and the comedic timing to nail the humor."

Kamal took a sip of his chai, setting the cup down thoughtfully. "This sounds... different. But with you behind it, I have no doubt it'll be something special. Your ideas always have this uncanny knack for feeling fresh yet familiar, like you've already tested them in another world."

Suraj smiled faintly at the irony. "I just know what works. That's all."

"I've noticed," Kamal said with a chuckle. "You have this way of describing your stories as if you're narrating events that have already happened. It's one of the reasons I trust your vision so much." He paused, then added with a grin, "But I'll be honest—two flops in a row have made me a bit cautious. Are you sure this is the role to pull me back into the spotlight?"

Suraj's expression grew serious. "That's exactly why I'm offering you this role. I've seen your range, Kamal, and I know what you're capable of. This isn't just about making a movie; it's about creating a hit that's remembered for years. I want this to be the film that reminds everyone why Kamal Singh is a superstar."

Kamal leaned back, visibly impressed. "You're making it hard to say no, you know that?"

"Good," Suraj said with a smirk. "Because I can't afford to pay you what you're worth."

That drew a hearty laugh from Kamal. "Ah, there it is! The hidden jab. So, how much are you planning to offer me, Mr. Visionary Director?"

"I can stretch my budget to afford you for at least one film," Suraj said, his tone laced with mock seriousness. "But think of this as an investment in our partnership. I guarantee this movie will do for you what your cameo did for Bloody Commando. Maybe more."

Kamal raised an eyebrow. "You're not just a director—you're a salesman."

"Call it what you will," Suraj replied, grinning. "But I'm serious. This role is made for you. And I promise to give it everything I've got to ensure it's a success."

Kamal extended his hand. "Alright, you've convinced me. Count me in."

As they shook hands, Suraj felt a wave of relief and excitement. Securing Kamal for Bhool Bhulaiyaa was a critical step in bringing his vision to life. With the superstar on board, the film already had the star power to draw audiences, and Suraj's unique storytelling would do the rest.

After the handshake, the two spent some time discussing finer details of the character, throwing in jokes and ideas to flesh out the role further. Kamal's infectious humor lightened the mood, and they laughed over potential one-liners his character could deliver.

"This physicist of yours," Kamal said, wiping a tear from laughing too hard, "he's not just a scientist—he's got to have style. Maybe a quirky sense of fashion? Like mismatched socks or a fascination with bow ties?"

Suraj nodded, grinning. "Exactly! It's those little details that make the character memorable. And I have no doubt you'll bring him to life in ways even I haven't imagined."

As the evening drew to a close, Suraj left the lavish residence feeling more determined than ever. With Kamal Singh's talent and his own unwavering vision, Bhool Bhulaiyaa was shaping up to be more than just a movie—it was set to become a cultural milestone.

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