Day One

The Eagle Has Landed.

First Unit Ragasthan is in Jaisalmer. And there's madness in the air.

"Cheeni, chai. Arre, this... this is the real Indian Redbull."

This quiet little teacup of a hotel is trying to contain a storm. But the team is everywhere, taking print-outs on the ground floor, holding a meeting on the third. Shouts volley and echo through the stairwells. There’s no other way. Nobody’s cellphone gets off the hook for very long.

There’s so much happening that you don’t get an idea of from the website or on their Twitter or Facebook page. There’s probably no way to give out that much information.

Maybe they want some of it to remain a surprise.

Or maybe they don't want to jinx it. What they're trying pull off is no short of a miracle, even though they make it look possible. Just hanging back and listening to all those details getting locked in and set into motion makes my jaw drop.

Like hundreds of kites of all sizes, shapes and colours going up into that bright blue desert sky at the same time. The India premiere of Marley (2012) – and that’s an open air screening in the desert at night. A mega gramophone-speaker made out of some three hundred ‘bhopus’. So many artists performing that there’d be enough music to play 24 hours straight for three whole days.

And that's just to wet your beak.

There'll be more detail to share soon. But remember, it's off the record. On the QT and very hush hush.