I can't remember the last time I’d felt that exultant after someone said a nice thing about my writing.
[ I can't really tell why. I’m still actually trying to think. ]
Anyhow, the next assignment was just as big a bummer as the 1st.
[At least for a twit like me.]
Assignment 2:
Ideate for Iodex.
At least 6 crisp television commercial scripts (lazily also called TVC’s).
Typically, 30 seconders.
Before or by 4:00 PM that day.
[ And this is only Day 1 of my internship, yes.]
Bodhi’s deadlines were almost as unbending and inflexible as the auto guys in Delhi.
[ Which I got the best evidence of on my last day when I broke my first deadline, and turned in my portfolio 10 minutes late. More details of that episode, I’ll certainly spill to you soon on a later date. ]
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So anyway.
Almost just when I was beginning to bask in the success of Assignment 1, he instantly dropped the 2nd one like a sizzling bomb on my head.
He kindly asked us to break for lunch for as long as we wished.
As long as we came back with at least 6 tv scripts by early evening that day.
More scripts were welcome (of course).
I was sure I’d be wallowing and dithering and lurching and stressing to write those TVC’s.
My first ever.
I had never known how to write a telly script.
It’s format, length, setting, nothing.
The only kind of script I’d ever written was that of school and college plays.
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