Sorry I haven’t been so silent but I have been doing things in the background. So I have decided to break the silence and write whatever happens as I wait to make this film.

Things have been on the move since me and my partner Producer Rakesh Mehra went to Open Doors co-production lab of the 64th Locarno Film Festival (2011) from the 6th to the 9th August.

Open Doors Lab – #Locarno64 was much awaited by me. We had been selected last May and had this grueling wait. It was a great chance for us – after all we were amongst the 12 short-listed projects from over 200 project applications that the Open Doors Lab had received. Rakesh flew in from Mumbai and joined him after flying to Zurich and then on a small plane to Lugano.

As I flew over the craggy Alps, I remembered the last time I had been to Locarno was in 1996, I had been selected in the ‘Leopards of tomorrow’ with my short film ‘Le Cochon’. I also remembered that a simple tomato sandwich was 4 times the price of the same in any Western capital. I also remembered the Air Hostess giving me a big gold foil wrapped chocolate medallion. But things had changed… cuts in airline budgets I guess.

We had over 33 meeting with potential funders, financiers, producers. Some of them have become our partners (co-producers) on the project like Fabian Massah of Berlin based production company – Endorphine Productions and Dutch producer Bero Beyer of Augustus film.

We have been working together on the vast array of documents, budgets, finance plans, recoupement strategies etc. I also had a some great feedback on the last version of the script from Bero and Fabian and have been working to incorporate them into the new version. We have sent our dossier to a few other people who we met in Locarno and are waiting to hear from them. Reaction time is often long and one has to patient.

The crowd-funding money is sitting in the bank and unfortunately not getting too interest with the Banking crisis… I’m really worried to put it into an investment (as some have suggested to me).

It sometimes feels like you are Estragon and Vladimir and you are waiting for Godot.

Come on, Gogo, return the ball, can’t you, once in a while?