Akshay Oberoi to rejoin cast of Sunny Sanskari Ki Tulsi Kumari for final shoot schedule
is set to return to India later this month to resume filming the final leg of his upcoming project,
Sunny Sanskari Ki Tulsi Kumari
. The actor, currently in the United States for an international work commitment, will be joining co-stars
Varun Dhawan
and Janhvi Kapoor as the team gears up to wrap up the last phase of the shoot.
Touted as a vibrant, family-centric entertainer, the film blends comedy, drama, and emotional beats rooted in Indian values and relationships. Most of the principal photography has already been completed, with only a few key sequences left to be filmed.
A source close to the production revealed, 'Akshay has had a packed year with multiple exciting projects. His US trip was planned for a while, but he's equally committed to finishing work on
Sunny Sanskari Ki Tulsi Kumari
. The final shoot schedule is expected to be completed by the end of July.'
Speaking about the upcoming shoot, Oberoi said, 'I've been shooting for this film for a while now, and we're almost at the finish line. There are just a few scenes left once I'm back. I'm excited to reunite with the team and complete what's been a really fun project.'
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