He laughed bitterly. "Eventually I realized no one was going to hand me anything. So I wrote my own script. Spent months pouring my soul into it. But I had no money—not even enough for a decent meal on most days, let alone to hire actors or rent filming gear. I took on all kinds of low-end work just to survive—lugging heavy equipment, cleaning sets, doing grunt jobs no one wanted.
I tried borrowing cameras, begged friends for favors, but no one really helped. No gear. No crew. No studio. Still, I was desperate to bring my story to life. So I sent the script to every studio I could find—big or small. Most ignored me. A young graduate without connections didn't matter to them.
