Krushna Abhishek and sons recreate Charlie Chaplin's world
Krushna Abhishek with Rayaan and Krishaang recreate Charlie Chaplin's world (Pics by: Kunal Verma)
Krushna Abhishek
recently did a fun shoot with his
twins
, Rayaan and Krishaang, inspired by the classic
Charlie Chaplin
film
The Kid
. The actor-comedian says, 'I've been a huge fan of Charlie Chaplin since I was a kid. I've seen almost all his films and acts.
One day, I rewatched The Kid, in which he shares the screen with a young boy, and it instantly reminded me of my kids.
I looked at the child in the film and thought, 'Arre, ye toh Chiku-Piku lag rahe hain!' Hamare bachhe bhi angrez hi lagte hain (laughs).'
That's when the idea of a photoshoot struck him. He shares, 'My kids are seven now and I thought this was the best time to click some interesting pictures. This shoot is something we will cherish forever.'
'I was amazed by how expressive my kids were'
From costumes to set design, everything was carefully thought out. 'We picked a quaint setup in Goregaon East. The kids got fully into character, and honestly, I was amazed by how expressive they were.
Jaise bolo, waise karte hain
,' he says, adding, 'They're full of masti. They don't act up much around their mom, but are totally chilled with me. During the shoot they were doing everything I said — posing, acting and goofing around.'
He kept the entire thing a secret from his wife, actress
Kashmera Shah
. He says, 'She was in America at the time, and I surprised her with the pictures after she returned. She was floored.'
'This time won't come back'
Getting nostalgic, Krushna shared how this shoot made him reflect on childhood memories. 'We didn't get too many photos framed back in the day. There's just one picture of my sister (Arti Singh) and me from our childhood adorning one of the walls of my home. I wish we had more. But now, thanks to social media, everything gets saved somewhere. Still, this time won't come back. That's why I knew this was the perfect moment for a shoot like this,' he signs off.
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