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Days passed, the shooting was about to begin. Most of the crew came early on the sets. The set was in the forest at the corner of Kuddus's house. The house was decorated as in the green room. Kuddus's father was sitting beside the assistant director's chair as Kuddus was walking over the sets.

For hours, Sunny was in the makeup room. Mr. Jamshed was rehearsing as such that the crew members made an artificial smile. Abbas became so impatient that he farted in Sunny's greenroom. It was so stinky and gross that Sunny kicked the door out of the greenroom. Everyone were surprised with his extremely bizarre appearance. He wore a colorful 70s look pant, long-haired wig, a coat but inside half naked and a heart shaped glass. Kuddus felt that he could make the bizarre film work. He smiled and warmly took Sunny to the shooting zone.

It was while, Mr. Jamshed appeared on the set with a graceful appearance but now with the updated version of the costume given in the audition. He wore a glittering wrestling mask with a red long cape and white underwear. Kuddus was excited with joy but Abbas and Damrai were unhappy that they hit their heads with walls or otherwise, trees.

"God! Why?" hyped Abbas and Damrai with a low tone but a high pitched squeaky voice. They even cried like wolves. As the two actors were prepared for the shooting, Kuddus felt that they were ready.

"Ready?" shouted Kuddus.

"Yes" said Sunny and Mr. Jamshed.

"Lights" said Kuddus while Abbas turned on the shooting lights.

"Camera" said Kuddus while he turned on the camera.

"Action" said Kuddus while Abbas secured the gates of the shooting arena.

The scene started.

The camera started to roll and the monitor was switched on. Mr. Jamshed and Sunny stood against each other as if it were a wrestling match in a duel arena.

"You are a chocolate boy, Drake" said Mr. Jamshed

"I am expecting to have a Golden Toilet Tissue from you" said Sunny.

"You are no match for my powers" said Mr. Jamshed.

"Yo baby, yo! Listen to my rap,

You like to give me a bathtub?

I would smell your toilet,

Yo yo" said Sunny

"Enough with your Shakespearean rap. Can we have a duel now?" said Mr. Jamshed.

Behind the camera, Kuddus made a real smile and chanted "Yes, perfecto!".

Anyways, Mr. Jamshed and Sunny began to wrestle as such that the crew were watching a fight between housewives or otherwise, an old Turkish action film or maybe a high school soap opera. Abbas and Damrai regretted the scene but the extra spot boy (he does not come too much in the story) and the other crews did enjoy the 'lovely' entertainment.

The fight was like Mr. Jamshed pushed Sunny like a lion and Sunny was like a crybaby "Oh God, not the bees! Not the bees! Aaargh!"

Then Sunny kicked Mr. Jamshed's bellybutton that Mr. Jamshed flew up at the sky and almost broke the bed where Kuddus's father used to sleep. As the shot was about to end, Kuddus cried "CUT!"

Everyone went silent with Kuddus's command.

"This is a most stupidest idea. It's not in the script. You are not perfect but you are amazing and both of you are brilliant. The screen presence, the dialogue delivery and yes, the feeling of intensity are brilliant!" said Kuddus.

At first, Abbas and Damrai were happy about Kuddus's speech but at the end, they sadly and at the same time, happily peed their pants. As the shooting packed up, Sunny, Kuddus and the crew went to Kuddus's house for lunch. Kuddus went to his father's room. He was smiling with confidence and siting at the rocking chair.

"So son, I saw your filming. It's not good, it's worse than ever but make other scenes better that it may foreshadow the bad ones" said Kuddus's father.

"But dad, the audience watch these kind of scenes nowadays" said Kuddus.

"You just didn't enter the real scenario yet. I faced the similar fate when I used to write scripts" said Kuddus's father.

Kuddus felt done with the argument and he went away to give his father some space.

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