Stunt man to Star director

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The morning after the release of Bhool Bhulaiyaa was nothing short of electric. The sun had barely risen, but the industry buzz was already deafening. Reports started pouring in: the film had raked in an impressive ₹5 crores on its opening day, a remarkable feat considering the complete lack of conventional promotional campaigns. No flashy interviews, no over-the-top marketing stunts—just a tantalizing trailer, mysterious posters, and the draw of Bharat's biggest superstar, Kamal Singh.

Suraj sat on the balcony of his modest apartment, sipping tea as the first rays of sunlight kissed the city skyline. He scrolled through the early reviews and box office numbers on his laptop. A satisfied smile crept onto his face. His gamble had paid off.

The entire release strategy had been deliberate. Suraj had banked on the mystery surrounding the film, paired with Kamal Singh's magnetic stardom, to pull audiences in. The lack of promotion wasn't just a cost-saving measure—it was a calculated move. He believed that curiosity was one of the most powerful drivers of human behavior. And he was right. People wanted to uncover the secrets of the film for themselves, and word-of-mouth buzz was already brewing.

"Good content always finds its audience," Suraj muttered, his voice firm with conviction. It was a philosophy he had held onto since his reincarnation in this alternate world, and one that had guided his every decision in the making of Bhool Bhulaiyaa.

As he prepared for the day ahead, a notification pinged on his phone. Aryan, his younger brother, had sent him a link to a Stargram reel with the message: "Bhaiya, you HAVE to see this!" Intrigued, Suraj clicked on the link.

The video opened with a group of college students sitting in a dimly lit room. The text overlay read: "When your friend's name is Krish, and you've all just watched Bhool Bhulaiyaa…"

The scene was chaotic yet comical. The group, clearly still riding the adrenaline high from the film, had decided to prank their unsuspecting friend, Krish. The camera panned to the victim, a lanky young man lounging on the sofa, scrolling through his phone, completely unaware of what was about to happen.

"Hey, Krish," one of the girls called out sweetly, her tone unnervingly similar to the eerie voice from the film's post-credit scene.

"Hmm?" Krish replied absentmindedly, not looking up.

"Krish…" another voice joined in, this time from behind him, mimicking the haunting whisper. The camera zoomed in on Krish's confused expression as he looked around the room.

"Guys, stop it," he said with a nervous chuckle, though it was clear the post-credit scene had left its mark on him.

But the group didn't stop. They had coordinated their prank to perfection. A pair of anklets, attached to invisible strings, jingled ominously from the corner of the room. The lights flickered, thanks to a friend stationed by the switchboard.

"Krish…" the voices grew louder, more insistent, echoing the haunting melody from the film.

Panic set in. Krish jumped to his feet, his eyes darting around the room. "Who's doing that? I swear, this isn't funny!"

Just then, one of the girls, draped in a red saree, emerged from the shadows. Her hair was wild, her face painted pale white, with eerie blackened eyes. She floated forward—thanks to a hoverboard hidden beneath her saree—and let out a chilling laugh that perfectly replicated the spirit's cackle from the movie.

Krish screamed. Not a polite yell, but a full-blown, blood-curdling scream that sent the entire room into hysterics. The camera shook as the person filming struggled to keep steady amidst their laughter.

The reel ended with Krish realizing he'd been pranked. "You guys are the worst!" he shouted, his face a mix of embarrassment and lingering fear. The group erupted in laughter, and the video cut to black with the text: "And that's why you don't watch horror movies with your name in them!"

Suraj couldn't stop laughing as he watched the reel. It was hilarious, yes, but it was also a brilliant testament to how deeply the film had resonated with audiences. The video had already amassed thousands of likes and comments, with viewers tagging their friends and sharing their own experiences of being spooked by the movie.

Comments flooded in:

"Bro, I'll never look at red sarees the same way again 😭😭😭"

"Kamal Singh's acting was fire, but that post-credit scene? I'm sleeping with the lights on tonight!"

"Krishs everywhere, stay safe this weekend."

By noon, the reel had gone viral, with media outlets picking it up and dubbing Bhool Bhulaiyaa a cultural phenomenon. #BhoolBhulaiyaa, #ManjulikaReturns, and #KrishWereYouThere trended across platforms, drawing even more attention to the film.

Suraj's phone buzzed incessantly with congratulatory messages and calls from industry insiders. Kunal, his father's best friend and Mythic Productions' most loyal supporter, called to share the good news.

"Suraj, you've done it," Kunal said, his voice brimming with pride. "This isn't just a hit—it's a movement. People aren't just watching your movie; they're living it. This is what cinema is all about."

Suraj leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. He knew this was just the beginning. The film's unique combination of humor, horror, and heart, paired with Kamal Singh's magnetic performance, had struck a chord with the audience. But it was the post-credit scene that had sealed the deal, leaving a lasting impression that people couldn't stop talking about.

Back at the theaters, ticket counters were swamped with requests for advance bookings. Families, friend groups, and even those who rarely ventured to the cinema were eager to see what all the fuss was about. Theaters scrambled to add more showtimes to accommodate the surging demand.

The viral frenzy surrounding the reel only solidified one of Suraj's core beliefs: cinema was more than just entertainment. It was a shared experience, a conversation, and sometimes, a mirror reflecting the fears and joys of its audience.

As night fell and Suraj finally allowed himself a moment to breathe, he thought back to everything that had led to this point. The struggles, the doubts, the sleepless nights—it had all been worth it. He wasn't just reviving Mythic Productions; he was carving out a legacy, one story at a time.

The thought filled him with a quiet determination. This was just the beginning of his journey. And as the world buzzed about Bhool Bhulaiyaa, Suraj was already dreaming of his next story, one that would once again captivate audiences and push the boundaries of storytelling in Bharat's vibrant film industry.

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