CH-5: A Long Night...

Ranjit takes the contract back and places it in a drawer, locking it with a click. He then leans back in his chair, a proud smile on his face. "Welcome to the world of Bollywood, Naveen," he says, extending his hand for a firm shake. "Now, let's talk casting."

You sit down, feeling both overwhelmed and exhilarated. "Casting?" you repeat, trying to wrap your head around the speed at which things are moving. "I've always pictured certain actors in the roles, but I know that's not usually how it works."

Ranjit laughs, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Ah, the dreams of every writer," he says. "But fear not, we'll consider your input. After all, you know these characters better than anyone." He opens a file on his desk, revealing a list of A-listers and up-and-coming stars. "We have a few names in mind for the lead roles. For Naman, we're considering someone with a strong screen presence, someone who can convey both the vulnerability and the growing power within him."

You nod, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. "I'd love to know who you think could capture Naman's essence," you say.

Ranjit looks over the list, his eyes lingering on a few names before he looks up at you. "We're considering a few options," he says. "We have Aryan Kapoor, who's known for his intense performances, or perhaps Rohan Sethi, who has the charm and vulnerability that could work well for a more youthful interpretation of the character."

"Sir, if i may say, we need an actor and a star. An actor who can change characters like clothes and all those characters should feel real. He should be young too. So i guess some really talented new Star will be the best!" You say to Ranjit.

Ranjit nods thoughtfully, stroking his chin. "A fresh face could indeed bring a new perspective to the character," he muses. "But we must also consider marketability. A well-known star could draw in a larger audience, especially for a fantasy epic like 'Tri-Ekyam'. However, we're not ruling out new talent. We'll hold auditions and screen tests. Perhaps we'll discover the next Bollywood legend."

The room falls silent for a moment as you absorb the gravity of your decision. You've just signed away the rights to your beloved story, entrusting it to the whims of the film industry. But you can't help but feel a spark of excitement at the thought of seeing your words come to life on the big screen.

"Now, onto the script," Ranjit says, breaking the silence. "We have a team of experienced screenwriters who will be working closely with you to adapt your novel. They'll help you refine the story for the visual medium, ensuring that it captures the essence of your work while also being engaging for our audience."

You nod, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. "I've never done this before," you admit. "But I'm eager to learn."

Ranjit's smile is reassuring. "Don't worry, Naveen. You're in good hands. Our team has worked on many successful adaptations. They'll guide you through the process." He stands up and walks around the desk, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Now, let's not get ahead of ourselves. First things first, we need to announce the project. We'll hold a press conference tomorrow, introducing you as the writer of the next big Bollywood blockbuster."

Your heart skips a beat at the thought of facing the media. "A...press conference?" you stutter.

Ranjit's grip on your shoulder tightens slightly. "Yes, Naveen. It's a big deal. We want to create a buzz around 'Tri-Ekyam'. The media will eat up the story of a small-town writer turned Bollywood sensation. It's good publicity for both you and the film."

You take a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. "I've never spoken to the press before," you admit, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on you. "What if I mess it up?"

Ranjit chuckles and pats your shoulder. "Don't worry, we'll prep you," he says. "Just be yourself and tell them about your story. The passion you have for 'Tri-Ekyam' will shine through." He gestures towards the door. "Now, go get some rest. You have a big day tomorrow. Jay will take you back to your suite and go over the details of the press conference."

You stand up, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. "Thank you, sir," you manage to say before following Jay out of the office. The rest of the day is a whirlwind of preparation. You're briefed on what to expect, how to answer questions, and even given a wardrobe consultation. You're told to dress smart but comfortable, to be approachable yet professional. The advice swirls in your head as you try to imagine yourself on a stage, speaking to a sea of faces and flashing cameras.

Back in the hotel suite, you sit at the desk, staring at your reflection in the mirror. The person staring back at you is the same shy, chubby guy from Morena, but now you're on the cusp of something massive. You take a deep breath and remind yourself that you've faced tougher battles in your novel than this. With renewed confidence, you change into the outfit Jay has suggested—a well-tailored suit that makes you feel like a million bucks.

Jay knocks on the door, a gentle reminder that the night isn't for reflection but preparation. He enters the room with a stack of notes and a determined look on his face. "Naveen, we've got a lot to cover before tomorrow," he says, laying out the materials on the desk. "Let's go over the basics of handling the press. Remember, confidence is key."

You nod, trying to quell the butterflies in your stomach as Jay starts explaining the do's and don'ts of interacting with the media. He coaches you through potential questions and helps you craft answers that are both genuine and media-friendly. "Don't be too humble, but don't come off as arrogant either," he advises, his eyes scanning over the notes. "You're the hero of this story, but you're also the creator. Balance is everything."