ARJUN vs ZAHEER

[Greenwood]

Update 41



Location: Zaheer ka Ghar – Drawing Room Time: 7:10 PM
(Room mein shaanti hai. Sofa pe Azhar baith kar apna chashma saaf kar rahe hote hain. Table pe chai, ek diary aur phone rakha hai. Ammu ek corner chair pe baithi hoti hai thodi low, thoda stressed. Zaheer window ke paas khada hota hai, hands folded.)

Azhar (seriously, breaking silence)
Asad ke walid ka phone aaya tha shaam ko…Keh rahe the, jawab chahiye unko… Haan ya na.

(Ammu ka haath freeze ho jaata hai lap mein. Wo sirf jhuki aankhon se Azhar ko sunti hai. Zaheer ka face immediately tight ho jaata hai. Wo saamne aake baith jaata hai, Azhar ke saamne.)

Zaheer (firm but respectful)
Baba…Mujhe lagta hai humein Ammu ko thoda aur waqt dena chahiye. Aur waise bhi… humne Asad ko jitna jaanna chahiye tha, utna toh jaanna hi nahi.

(Azhar slowly dekhta hai Zaheer ki taraf. Zaheer ki aankhen direct hai — no hesitation.)

Zaheer (contd.)
Aadmi ki baat, uska mizaj, uska sabr  sab jaanchne ki cheez hoti hai.Ek milan sirf rishta nahi, zindagi bhar ki zimmedari hoti hai.Aur humne Asad ke akhlaaq ka… asli roop abhi tak nahi dekha.Na uska ghussa, na uska patience, na uska asli nature.
Mujhe lagta hai… Ammu ko bhi, aur humein bhi, thoda aur maloomat chahiye.

(Azhar thoda soch mein pad jaate hain. Ammu ki aankhon mein us waqt ek silent relief ubharta hai — jaise uske dil ki baat bina kahe keh di gayi ho.)

(Ammu ek chhoti si smile nahi, sigh of ease deti hai. Zaheer ek baar uski taraf dekhta hai — subtly, protectively. Azhar sir hila ke bas itna bolte hain.)

Azhar
Theek hai…soch lo… lekin zyada waqt bhi nahi hai.

(Scene wahan se cut hota hai, jab Azhar apna chai uthake jaate hain, aur Ammu couch pe se uthti hai.)

Cut to: Terrace – Ammu & Zaheer Time: 7:40 PM
(Ammu quietly Zaheer ke paas jaati hai. Dono chhat pe hain. Thoda breeze chal raha hai. Neeche se dinner ki awazein aati hain.)

Ammu (softly)
Zaheer bhai…Aaj… tumne jo kaha na…Mujhe lag raha tha main akeli hoon is decision mein…
(Zaheer slowly uske taraf dekh ke smiles)

Zaheer
Main hamesha tere saath hoon Ammu.Tujhe kisi ke pressure mein aake haan nahi kehni chahiye.Aur mujhe tujhe kisi galat insaan ke hawale karne se zyada kuch or darr nahi lagta.

Zaheer (smiling)
Acha… par ek baat yaad rakh.
Main hoon tere saath.Chahe tu "haan" kare, "na" kare, ya kuch bhi decide kare Tera bhai tere saath khada hoga… sabse pehle.

(Ammu uski aankhon mein dekhti hai.r Kuch nahi bolti. Sirf slowly apna head uske shoulder pe rakh deti hai. Zaheer uska haath pakad leta hai — ek silent sibling bond.)

Ammu ki relaxed, peaceful eyes
Zaheer’s solid, silent support
Balcony light breeze aur upar se full moon

Location: College Garden, 11:30 AM

Time: Classes ke beech ka short break campus halka busy hai, lekin garden corner shaant
(Ammu ek patthar ki bench pe baithi hoti hai. Uske haathon mein chhoti diary aur pen. Baal khule hain, halki breeze mein ud rahe hain. Wo likh rahi hoti hai  expression soft, thoda lost.
Tabhi Arjun peechhe se aata hai. Uske haath mein chocolate milk bottle hai. Thoda whistle karta hai usi apne aawara confidence ke saath uske paas aake rukta hai.)

Arjun (head tilt)
Kya likha jaa raha hai, madam?
“Dear Diary, aaj bhi Arjun itna handsome lag raha tha ke mujhe faint hone ka mann kar raha tha” — ye line ho gayi?

Ammu (side glance, sarcastic)
Nahi… abhi tak “Dear God, is aadmi se jaan chhuda lo” tak hi pahucha hai.

Arjun (smirks, bench pe uske paas baithta hai)
Dil pe toh pada.
Par chalo, tumne "dear" toh bola.
(Ammu thoda uski taraf dekh ke nazar hata leti hai. Chehre pe chhupi muskaan. Arjun aur paas lean karta hai.)

Arjun (softly)
Tu serious mein likh kya rahi thi?

Ammu
Bas… random thoughts.Jo ho raha hai… uss sabka khichdi.

Arjun
Main bhi toh hoon us khichdi mein.
Thoda masala toh meri wajah se bhi hoga na?

Ammu (dekhte hue)
Haan… mirchi wali.
(Dono ki aankhein milti hain. Ammu thoda smile karti hai, lekin uske andar ka warmth dikh raha hota hai. Arjun chocolate milk bottle uske taraf badhata hai.)

Arjun
Tere liye.fresh chocolate milk...

Ammu
Mujhe nahi chahiye...

Arjun
Mujhe pata tha. Isliye pehle se pi liya maine…Par bottle tu pakad ke mujhe dekh toh sakti hai na… bas ek lamha.

Ammu (eyeroll)
Tera flirting quota khatam nahi hota kya?

Arjun (aur paas aake)
Tera blush quota bhi toh khatam nahi hota…
Abhi dekha na main.

(Ammu halki si peeche hatt jaati hai. Arjun cheeky smile deta hai — classic Arjun smirk.)

Ammu (tone change karte hue)
Main chalti hoon. Mujhe Shanu se milna hai.

Arjun (uthta hai, soft voice mein)
Ruk jaa na thoda.Kuch kehna tha…
(Ammu ruk jaati hai, uske taraf dekhte hue. Arjun bilkul uske saamne khada ho jaata hai — close, but not intimidating. Ammu ka expression suddenly soft ho jaata hai.)

Arjun (low, steady)
Tu maaf kar chuki hai mujhe.Par main ab bhi har roz… aisa lagta hai ki jaise kuch kami hai, jaise tu kahi khoi si hai or isliye ye harkatein karke Tujhe wapas jeetne ki koshish karta hu Jaise tu koi exam nahi… tu meri aadat ban chuki hai.

(Ammu ka heartbeat visibly badhne lagta hai. She looks away, fir phir se uski aankhon mein jhaankti hai. Arjun dheere se uske baal ka ek strand kaan ke peeche karta hai — touch soft hai, real hai.)

Ammu (nervously, almost a whisper)
Tu hamesha itna bolta tha kya?

Arjun (smirks)
Nahi.... Ye toh Ammu effect hai. Tu silence bhi sunwa leti hai.

(Ammu blush karti hai. Uska chehra slowly red ho jaata hai. Arjun ye moment enjoy karta hai fir thoda jhukta hai, cheek ke paas aake halki si awaaz mein bolta hai.)

Arjun (whispers)
Kal tu blue wali kurti pehenna…Wo wali jisme tu sabse zyada “meri” lagti hai.

(Ammu shocked expression mein freeze ho jaati hai woh ek second ke liye kuch bol nahi paati. Arjun cheeky smile ke saath peeche hatt jaata hai.)

Arjun (jaate hue)
See you, Ammu…Aur haan… chocolate milk tu laane wali thi kal.

(Scene fade hoti hai — Ammu diary band karti hai, lekin uska chehra ab bhi blush mein hai. Breeze halki si uske baal udati hai. Camera slowly sky ki taraf tilt hota hai.)

Background music: Slow romantic guitar + birds chirping in distance.

Location: College corridor – Top floor balcony sideTime: 1:10 PM  Class just chhuti hai, students idhar-udhar ja rahe hain, lekin yeh ek corner zyada quiet hai

(Corridor mein students nikal rahe hain. Shanu apni books adjust karti hui ja rahi hoti hai, tabhi peechhe se awaaz aati hai.)

Zaheer (casual tone)
Miss Shanu, tumhara pen yahin gir gaya tha…
(Shanu rukti hai, palat ke dekhti hai. Zaheer ek blue ink pen pakadke uske taraf badha raha hota hai lekin nazar uske haathon se zyada uske chehre par hai.)

Shanu (thoda surprised)
Oh… thanks. Tumne notice kaise kiya?

Zaheer (shoulder shrug)
Tumhara pen mujhe recognize kar leta hai… har doosre din girta hai mere samne.

Shanu (laughs lightly)
Matlab pen ko aadat ho gayi mujhe sharminda karne ki.

Zaheer (half smile)
Pen se zyada… tum khud hi har baar kisi na kisi tareeke se attention grab kar leti ho.
(Shanu ka smile thoda rukta hai she looks at him, thoda unsure tone mein.)

Shanu
Tumhare yeh dialogues hamesha aise hi confusing hote hain ya aaj koi khaas mood mein ho?

Zaheer (thoda defensive, par soft)
Nahi… bas… kabhi kabhi lagta hai tumhare saath ho to dil halka ho jata hai… aur zubaan… thodi ajeeb.

Shanu (halka sa smile karte hue)
Main ajeeb hoon ya tum?

Zaheer (pakad se nikalte hue)
Ajeeb toh dono hain shayad…Bas farq itna hai, tum ajeeb acchi ho.
Main… ajeeb bas ajeeb hoon.

(Ek pause. Shanu thoda startled expression mein uski taraf dekhti hai. Zaheer aankhon mein direct dekhta hai par phir turant nazar hata leta hai, jaise usne zyada bol diya ho.)

Shanu (thoda playful)
Tum itne poetic kabse ho gaye?

Zaheer (laughs dry)
Tab se jab se tumhara pen girna shuru hua.

(Dono halki si hansi mein break hote hain. Phir ek soft silence. Dhoop Shanu ke baal ke upar padti hai. Zaheer usse quietly dekhta hai for a second, fir seedha khada ho jaata hai.)

Zaheer (changing topic)
Chalo… late ho raha hoga tumhe.Tumhari next class kya hai?

Shanu (walk karte hue)
Mera time ab tumhare dialogue se
zyada confusing ho gaya hai.Par haan… thanks for the pen.Aur haan… tum ajeeb nahi ho.Tum bas… real ho.

(Zaheer ruk jaata hai. Uske face pe ek expression aata hai — shock + soft smile + thoda warmth. Wo kuch nahi bolta. Bas uske peeche dekhte hue uska chehra frame mein freeze hota hai.)

Shanu ki warmth + Zaheer ka guard down = cute tension
Us “tum real ho” line pe Zaheer ka expression… uff!
Corridor light, breeze

[b]Location: College Canteen
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Time: 12:45 PM – Lunch Break

(Canteen halka crowded hai. Tables full. Arjun apne doston ke saath corner table par baitha hota hai  ek hand coke pe, doosra fries ke bowl pe. Tabhi Zaheer tray leke enter karta hai uski tray mein lemon rice, cutlet,aur Sprite.)

(Zaheer Arjun ke table ke paas se nikalta hai, Arjun deliberately volume badhake bolta hai)

Arjun (loud enough)
Yeh kya baat hai bhai…Kuch log aise entry maarte hain jaise canteen unka personal runway ho.
(Zaheer ruka, tray leke thoda turn karta hai. Ek corner smile ke saath reply deta hai.)

Zaheer
Aur kuch log aise baithe hote hain jaise har table ka audition le rahe ho…Hero banne ki thakan nahi hoti kya?

Arjun (leaning back, smirks)
Hero main hoon.Tum log audience ho.Aur show toh chalu hai — daily.

Zaheer (sits on next table, sarcasm full mode)
Bas ek farq hai bhai…Audience popcorn leke baithti hai,Tum ego leke.

(Arjun laughs with his gang — but tight smile)

Arjun
Popcorn toh main khilata hoon.Tum jaise log usme masala ban jaate ho.

Zaheer (cutting him)
Masala zaruri hota hai.Nahi toh sab bore ho jaate hain…Jaise tumhara hairstyle.

(Thoda halki hansi. Taz dusre table se sun raha hota hai — jhat se apne tray leke un dono ke beech aa jaata hai.)

Taz (innocent face)
Bhaiyo bhaiyo…Main toh bas khana khaane aaya hoon…Clash dekhne nahi.gareen aadmi hoon

Arjun (pointing to Zaheer)
Toh isse keh ki salary time par diya kar,tu ek kaam kar tu humari shop par aaja waise bhi Ye har baar sarcasm leke aata hai jaise free me milta ho.

Zaheer (mocking tone)
Iski salary ki tu tension na le or Sarcasm toh basic hai.Tumhare jokes se toh canteen ka chutney bhi spicy hai.

Taz
Tum dono mein toh waise bhi biryani aur idli ka combo ho gaya hai Ek thoda zyada garam, doosra seedha steamed.

(Sab hans padte hain even nearby tables thoda interest lete hain. Arjun aur Zaheer ek dusre ko deadly smile dete hain the type jisme dosti nahi, sirf "next round" ka signal hota hai.)

Zaheer (standing up, finishing Sprite)
Chalo bhai… khana khatam, sarcasm bhi.Baaki ka score field pe clear karenge.

Arjun (folding arms, smiling)
Field pe nahi…Stage pe bulana next time.Main script likh ke laaunga
Hero wala role mere naam pe booked hai.

(Zaheer pehle usse stare karta hai, fir ek slight nod deke nikal jaata hai. Arjun uske jaane ke baad thoda serious ho jaata hai —par fir Coke ka sip leke look normal banata hai.)



Taz (to Arjun)
Bhai tu toh lagta hai “mic-drop” moment le aaya.



Arjun (calmly)
Mic drop tab hoga…Jab banda saamne ruke.iski to har baar fat jati hai bachpan se janta hu is lodu ko


(Camera slowly zooms out  Canteen ke light noise ke beech dono ke expressions — quiet war mode mein dikhte hain.)

[b]Location: College terrace, shaded area Time: porch 3 PM – After classes, cool breeze chal rahi hoti hai
[/b]
Setting: Arjun alone, railing ke paas khada hota hai. Tabhi Taz chhupke se piche se aata hai.

Taz (dramatic whisper)
Pyaar ki hawa se bachke kahan jaoge Arjun bhai…Main aaya hoon… dil ka mechanic ban ke.

Arjun (without turning, sipping coffee)
Tu bas hawa band kar de…Mujhe shanti chahiye.

Taz (flops down on the bench)
Tu toh aajkal “sad coffee model” ban gaya hai bhai.Wo kya bolti hai — maaf kiya, lekin spark nahi hai?

Arjun (sighs)
Exactly.Maaf kiya, lekin mujhe lagta hai ki connection wapas ban nahi raha…Jaise charging port loose ho gaya ho.

Taz (raises finger)
Toh baba Taz ka pehla upaay Bhookh lagwa do.

Arjun (confused)
Kya?

Taz
Haan!Next time uske saamne biryani, pasta, pizza leke baith ja…Jab uska pet ghoomega na, toh dil bhi hil jayega.

Shortcut to feelings = stomach.

Arjun (eyeroll)
Tu chhota Pandit ban gaya hai kya?

Taz (ignoring him)
Upaay number 2
Uske samne kisi aur ladki se smile mein thoda zyada sugar daal…Kuch nahi bolti na, toh samajh ja abhi bhi jalti hai!

Arjun
Aur agar slap maar di toh?

Taz (confident)
Toh samajh lena…Pyaar level high hai, control level low hai.Sahi direction!

Arjun (laughs)
Tu apni love life pe kab research karega?

Taz (serious tone suddenly)
Main toh khud se pyaar karta hoon…
Aur apni aunty-type crush se jo mujhe roz gym mein ignore karti hai.

Arjun (bursts out laughing)
Usne toh tujhe coach samajh ke “Beta” bola tha!

Taz
Haan... lekin woh “beta” mein bhi chemistry thi bhai!

“Bae” + “Ta” = Beta.

(Dono hansi mein phat padte hain. Arjun finally relax karta hai, coffee sip karta hai, aur bolta hai…)

Arjun (softly)
Tere jokes bekaar hote hain,
Lekin… timing killer hai.

Taz (pointing to sky)
Bas heroine par dhyaan de, wo to sasura keh raha tha ki us OCD wale ka fir se phone aaya tha jawab mangne ke liye

Arjun(smiling)
Us ki OCD ko to main multiply karta hu,

Fir taz or arjun dono sath bolte hai "ek uski maa ki OCD or ek uski behen ki OCD"

Camera upar zoom karta hai — lekin iss baar fan nahi, sky pe dhoop aur clouds ka soft blend…

Location: Football Ground

Time: 5:30 PM – Practice time

Setting: Dono team warm-up kar rahi hoti hai. Arjun aur Zaheer alag teams mein.

(Zaheer cones set kar raha hota hai, tabhi Arjun ball leke side se uske paas nikalta hai — thoda shoulder brush hota hai.)

Zaheer (cold tone)
Dekh ke chal, hero.

Arjun (stopping, turning)
Field hai, red carpet nahi.Thoda side lena seekh le.

Zaheer (mocking)
Tujhe toh side line pe hona chahiye. Center mein rehke bhi ball nahi pakadta.

Arjun (smirks)
Tere jaise “coach’s pet” ka kya kaam Dus minute bhaag jaata hai, fir emotional break le leta hai.

Zaheer (stepping close)
Main ground pe bolta hoon…
Tum jaise log sirf audience entertain karte ho.

Arjun (close-in)
Tu sirf strategy banata hai, game nahi padhta…War toh field pe hoti hai not in your overthinking brain.

(Coach ki whistle bajti hai sab players warm-up ke liye line mein lagte hain. Lekin Arjun aur Zaheer ke beech wali line thodi hilti rehti hai. Body language tight hoti ja rahi hai.)

Zaheer (half-turn, low voice)
Game mein sab kuch allowed hai…
But don’t forget  main sirf player nahi hoon.

Arjun (matching tone)
Aur main sirf flirt nahi hoon.
Jab kick karunga, yaad rakhna ball pe hoga… ya tu decide karega.

(Ball drop hota hai. Arjun first kick karta hai, Zaheer block. Ek do pass hoti hai  dono ke collision borderline aggressive ho rahe hain. Coach unko alag karta hai, but tension clearly visible.)

Tension level up
Flirty vs Focused rivalry
[b]⚽️ Match ki garmahat set ho gayi[/b]

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[Greenwood]

Update 42

Location: Ammu ke ghar ki chhat

Time: 6:15 PM Golden hour, halki halki thandi hawa, birds returning, lights on hone lage hain

(Chhat pe ek corner mein do plastic chairs lagi hain. Ek side railing ke paas ek do guldaste ke pots, dusri side pe clothesline jahan kapde sukh rahe hote hain. Ammu ek loose kurta aur pyjama mein hoti hai, choti bandhi hoti hai. Arjun t-shirt aur jeans mein, uske haath mein chai ka cup hai.)

(Ammu railing ke paas khadi hoti hai, Arjun chair pe phela hua — dono shaant hain. Tab Arjun casually bolta hai…)

Arjun (casual sip lete hue)

Waise…

Tere us peach colour wale undergarment set ka kya hua?

(Ammu turant uski taraf mudti hai — disbelief + blush + thoda gussa combo expression.)

Ammu

Tu serious hai? Chhat pe… shaam ke waqt… kapdon ke beech…ye hi yaad aaya tujhe?

Arjun (grinning)

Mausam romantic hai.Hawa soft hai.Aur... yaadein thodi transparent.

Ammu (folds arms, eyebrow raised)

Transparent toh tu hamesha se tha.

Filters tere paas kabhi the hi nahi.

Arjun (slowly uthta, uske paas aata hai, shoulder ke just piche rukta hai)

Filter nahi…Bas clarity thi.

Aur tujhme jo elegance tha na…

Us peach set mein... uff. Matlab, Vogue bhi sharma jaaye.

(Ammu kuch bolti nahi. Bas halki saans bharti hai  uska chehra thoda blush kar raha hai, par smile chhupa rahi hai. Arjun apna ek haath uske shoulder pe softly rakhta hai — bas halka sa touch, stability jaisa.)

Arjun (hushed voice)

Tu chahe hoodie pehne ya kurta Tujhme jo charm hai na…

Woh toh... andar se glow karta hai.

(Ammu thoda sa shoulder hilake uska haath nahi hatati. Sirf sideways glance deti hai. Arjun uska reaction feel karke halka sa aage jhukta hai  uski kamar ke piche se haath rakh deta hai, gently bina force ke, just natural warmth ke saath.)

Ammu (soft tone, halka sarcasm)

Tu flirt kar raha hai ya mujhe yaad dila raha hai ki main pagal hoon?

Arjun (smiling)

Dono. Tu pagal hai, lekin meri wali pagal. Aur flirt? Woh toh default mode hai jab tu paas hoti hai.

(Ammu ke lips pe halki si smile aati hai, par aankhon mein thoda emotion dikh raha hota hai. Arjun halka sa uske thigh ke upar touch karta hai — side se, jaise conversation mein casually involved ho. Touch invasive nahi, bas us comfort zone ka reminder.)

Ammu (whisper)

Tu aise kareeb aata hai…Toh main confuse ho jaati hoon ki tujhe bhoolna tha ya phir se sochna.

Arjun (close to her ear)

Main chhat pe aaya hoon… Sky ke neeche waada karne Ki main ab confusion nahi, clarity hoon.

(Ammu slowly uske chest pe haath rakhti hai bas ek second ke liye. Fir aankhon mein aankhon daalti hai. Soft breeze, shaam ki light, us moment ko almost surreal bana deti hai.)

Ammu (smiling slowly)

Clarity prove hoti hai…Dialogue se  nahi, time se.

(Dono ke beech ek soft silence. Fir Arjun halka sa uska haath pakadta hai  finger stroke karta hai  aur dono railing ke paas ek saath khade ho jaate hain, sunset ke samne.)

[i]Dono railing ke paas khade hain, Arjun halka sa Ammu ka haath apne dono haathon mein le leta hai. Ammu usse door nahi hoti, par clearly aware hai ki Arjun ab uski limit test kar raha hai  soft smile ke peechhe halke blush ke saath.)[/i]

Arjun (thoda innocent tone mein)

Bas ek set… Last wala.

Main kasam khata hoon is baar aakhiri baar maang raha hoon.

Ammu (narrowed eyes)

Arjun…Tujhe kya obsession hai yaar?

Arjun (hands up, dramatic)

Mujhe toh bas…Art ka appreciation hai.Aur tumhara jo design hai na…

Matlab  exclusive limited edition.

Ammu (laughs)

Main koi sculpture hoon kya?

Arjun (leaning slightly closer)

Sculpture se zyada…Tu woh sketch hai jo har baar dekho, kuch naya dikhta hai.

(Ammu uski taraf dekhti hai  confused between “laugh karoon ya ghooroon”. Tabhi Arjun uske peechhe khisak kar aata hai, aur dono haathon se uski kamar lightly hold kar leta hai jaise piche se windproof kar raha ho.)

Arjun (whispers in her ear)

Aur waise bhi… Tumhare curves ke upar toh fashion industry ne paper likhne chahiye.

Ammu (shocked laugh, turning toward him)

Shut up!Arjun seriously! Tu pagal hai!

Arjun (smiling wide)

Haan.Pagal hoon.Tere liye.Aur honestly, main bol raha hoon  tu hoodie mein cute lagti hai,

par jab wo peach wala set pehenti hai na...Tu khud ko nahi, mujhe sambhalna mushkil ho jaata hai.

(Ammu ka face full blush mode mein chala jaata hai. She looks away, but doesn’t move. Arjun uska chehra apni fingers se halka sa turn karta hai, aankhon mein aankhon. Soft expression, but still that signature teasing smile.)

Arjun (gentle tone)

Bas de de na yaar…Ek set aur.

Promise karta hoon

“Wear-and-forget” policy rahegi.

Ammu (holding back smile) 

Tujhe kuch bhi bolna allowed hona chahiye kya?

Arjun (playfully)

Allowed toh nahi…Par tu rok bhi toh nahi rahi.

(Ammu thoda laugh kar leti hai uska sir Arjun ke shoulder pe tick jata hai naturally. Arjun halka sa uski kamar ke niche apna haath slide karta hai, just resting gently. Moment soft ho jaata hai hawa mein wo warmth dikhne lagti hai jo sirf un logon ke beech hoti hai jinka past abhi tak fully chhuta nahi ho.)

Ammu (slow voice)

Tujhe lagta hai… Ek set aur de diya toh sab theek ho jaayega?

Arjun (serious whisper)

Nahi.Par shayad…Main firse tere close hone ka haq mehsoos kar sakoon.

(Ek long pause. Arjun uski aankhon mein dekh raha hota hai, aur Ammu uska haath apne haath se lightly press karti hai na haan, na na, bas soft approval jaisa touch.)

Ammu (softly)

Ab jaa…Koi dekh lega toh… phir “set” ki jagah scandal banega

Arjun (dramatic sigh)

Dil toh yahin reh gaya hai…Main bas physical body le jaa raha hoon.

Ammu (giggling, lightly pushes him)

Ja nautanki…Pehle ki tarah chhat se chhat kood ke gaya kar Tere jaise ke liye stairs bhi insult hai.

Arjun (chuckling)

Arey wahi toh…Stairs toh rishtedaar ke liye hote hain.Main toh ishq ka roof runner hoon.

(Arjun slowly peeche hatne lagta hai. Uska ek pair already next terrace ke pabangt pe tik gaya hota hai. Ammu uski movement dekh rahi hoti hai thoda amaze, thoda nostalgic.)

Arjun (before stepping off)

Waise...Main kuch bhool raha hoon na

Ammu (confused)

Kya

(Tabhi Arjun ek kadam wapas aata hai, aur bina kuch bolte Ammu ke cheek ke bilkul paas jhukta hai — but instead of kiss, woh cheek ke paas halka sa “phhh” karke hawa fookta hai, jaise koi mischievous kid karta hai. Then he quickly flicks his fingers lightly on her cheek na thappad, na pyaar bas ek playful naughty tap.)

Arjun (teasing)

Set ke badle...Interest bhi milta hai, sweetheart.

Ammu (gasps, shocked blush)

Arjun! Tu na… Ullu ka pattha hai!

Arjun (already climbing pabangt)

Aur tu meri pagal princess hai.Bas door mat ho jaana…Next set lene phir aana padega.

(He gives a wink, hops to the next terrace smoothly, turns once mid-run, and gives her a small salute full filmi Andaaz mein.Ammu cheek hold karti hai  shocked, smiling, and thoda sa flustered. Chhat ki railing se hawa uske baalon ko uda rahi hoti hai. She just shakes her head, lips pressed in a smile.)

Ammu (to herself, blushing)

Kya karoon iska…[i]Maar bhi nahi sakti, pyaar bhi ho jata hai dobara…[/i]

[i][i](Scene Arjun ke chhat-cross exit ke kuch seconds baad — Ammu abhi bhi cheek touch karke muskura rahi hoti hai, jab neeche se Zaheer ki awaaz aati hai.)[/i][/i]

Zaheer (off-screen)

Ammu…Upar hai kya?

(Ammu jhat se alert ho jaati hai, cheeks se haath hata ke kapdon ko theek karti hai, hairs fix karti hai aur jaise guilty caught expression hota hai, woh set ho jaata hai.)

Ammu (normal tone mein)

Haan bhai… yahin hoon, bas hawa le rahi thi.

(Zaheer chhat ke darwaze se nikalta hai thoda casually lekin aankhen investigative. Woh chhat ko aas paas dekhta hai — railing, kapdon ki line, aur Ammu ke face pe.)

Zaheer (suspicious tone)

Koi aaya tha kya?

Ammu (quickly, trying to be natural)

Nahi toh.Main bas... terrace pe akeli thi. Kyun?

Zaheer (one eyebrow raised)

Kyunki hawa zyada strong hai ya blush zyada?

(Ammu ek second ke liye freeze ho jaati hai, phir awkward laugh karti hai.)

Ammu (laughing nervously)

Arre yaar… garmi mein red ho gaya hoga face.Tu bhi na… full Sherlock ban jaata hai.

Zaheer (grins lightly)

Bas check kar raha tha… Ki kahi tu theek to hai kya

(Ammu zyada kuch bolti nahi. Sirf aankh dikhati hai. Zaheer husk ke neeche chala jaata hai. Ammu thoda sigh karti hai “uff bacha liya” wali vibe.)

(Ammu chhat se neeche jaane ke liye steps par aati hai. Har kadam par uska smile deep hota jaata hai. Aankhon mein shine, lips pe suppressed laughter  uska chehra full filmy heroine mode mein hota hai.)

(Background mein ek halki si acoustic romantic track ka vibe  jaise “ho gaya hai tujhko toh pyaar…” type instrumental.)

Ammu (to herself, softly)

Ek set aur chahiye…Iss bande ko ya meri patience ki testing ho rahi hai?

(She touches her cheek again jaise woh Arjun ka naughty tap dobara feel kar rahi ho. Ek haath railing pe, dusra haath apne dupatte ko fix karte hue — full classic heroine walk down the stairs moments she reaches the last step, mirror ke paas rukti hai, khud ko dekhti hai — aur halki si smile karti hai apne hi reflection ko dekh kar.)

Ammu (slow whisper)

Pagal hai tu Ammu…Lekin lagta hai…

Iss baar sach mein wapas jaa raha hai…

[i][i](She walks past the mirror, leaving a trail of her perfume and soft smile behind. Lights gradually on ho jaati hain, evening se night mein scene dissolve hota hai.)[/i][/i]

[i][i]Location: Ammu ka room[/i][/i]

Time: 12:08 AM – Midnight silence, full calm, door closed

(Scene open hota hai low-light room mein.Table lamp on hai, baaki kamra andhere mein dooba hua. Ammu apne bed ke corner par folded legs mein baithi hoti hai diary uski god mein, pen haath mein. She’s wearing soft cotton nightwear, loosely tied braid, and ek halka smile jo shaam se chipki hui hai.She writes slowly… camera uske handwriting pe zoom nahi karta, lekin uski soch pe focus karta hai.)

Ammu (voiceover, diary mein likhte hue)

"Aaj phir woh chhat... woh hawa... aur woh Arjun."

"Jaise sab kuch ruk gaya ho, sirf hum dono baaki reh gaye ho."

"Pata nahi main kya soch rahi hoon. Shayad main bas feel kar rahi hoon."

"Aur wo feel, ajeeb hai... achha hai... thoda dangerous bhi."

(Ammu pen rakh deti hai, diary ke page ko ek baar dekh ke slowly close karti hai soft “thap” sound. Woh diary ko apne chest se lagake kuch seconds aankhein band kar leti hai, jaise us moment ko dil se mehsoos kar rahi ho.Then, woh slowly uthti hai. Bed se nikal kar mirror ke saamne jaake khadi hoti hai. Mirror ke aaspaas thodi fairy lights lagi hoti hain, uski reflection soft aur dreamy lagti hai.She looks at herself  aankhon mein thoda sa sparkle, lips pe blushy smile. Arjun ka sham wala dialogue uske kaan mein goonjta hai.)

Arjun (memory echo)

"Tumhare curves pe fashion industry ko paper likhna chahiye."

"Tu hoodie mein cute lagti hai... par peach set mein... uff."

(Ammu ki aankhon mein thoda disbelief wala muskaan aata hai  woh mirror mein apni aankhon mein aankhon daal ke dekhti hai, jaise khud se puchh rahi ho “yeh sab mere saath ho raha hai?” Tabhi uski nazaar halki si apne body frame pe jaati hai, woh apna dupatta halki si side karti hai  ek baar slowly apne curves pe glance daalti hai, not as vanity, but as curiosity. Arjun ki line uske dimaag mein ek baar phir flash hoti hai aur uska face deep red blush mein chala jaata hai.)

Ammu (soft whisper, to herself)

Pagal hai woh…Magar shayad… main bhi kam nahi.

[i][i][i](She lightly touches her cheek jahan Arjun ne “tap” kiya tha. Phir mirror mein apne lips ki halki smile ko dekhkar head shake karti hai cute disbelief mein. Camera slowly zoom out karta hai Ammu abhi bhi mirror ke saamne khadi hai, self-acceptance + soft love ke mood mein.)[/i][/i][/i]

[i][i][i][i](Ammu mirror ke saamne khadi hai  uski aankhon mein Arjun ke saare touch flash ho rahe hain. Arjun ka “kamar hold”, “thigh brush”, wo light tap on the cheek sab kuch uske expressions mein chal raha hota hai, bina kisi shabd ke.)[/i][/i][/i][/i]

(She slowly apne haath se dupatta neeche khisakne deti hai jaise ek weight utar raha ho. Mirror mein apne reflection ko observe karti hai — not with shame or hesitation, balki ek intense self-curiosity ke saath.)

(Woh apne shoulders ko dekhti hai… phir apni kamar par glance daalti hai, jahan Arjun ka haath tha. Uske haath ka sensation yaad aata hai, aur woh andar se ek soft sigh leti hai, jaise ek unexplained thrill se bhar gayi ho.)

Ammu (voiceover, soft aur thoda heavy tone mein)

"Usne mujhe chhua tha… lekin sabse zyada, usne mujhe mehsoos karne pe majboor kiya." "Main kya dekh rahi hoon? Main kya dhoond rahi hoon? Khud ko? Ya uski nazar ko?"

(Camera uske profile reflection pe focus karta hai  uske cheeks glow kar rahe hain, lips slightly parted hain — full internal emotional movement chal raha hota hai.)

(Ammu apne kurta ke button ko dheere se kholta hai one by one not in a rush, not for vanity, but like someone trying to see themselves like someone else does. Woh apne kapde halki si respect ke saath mirror ke paas kursi pe rakh deti hai. Mirror mein ab uska reflectionundergarments mein hota hai still, composed, breathing deeply.)

(She doesn’t pose. Nahi khud ko objectify karti hai. Sirf seedha aankhon mein dekhti hai apne  jaise Arjun ki aankhon se dekhne ki koshish kar rahi ho.)

(Ek halki si thandi hawa window se aati hai  woh apne arms ko hug karti hai, not to hide, but to feel her own touch. Wo apne boobs par apni aankhein zoom karti hai jo mirror me dikh rahe they use aaj pehli baar apni khoobsurati or apne figure ke bouncy hone ka ehsaas hua... Wo apni fingers se gently apne upper boobs touch karti hai or hath touch karte huye apni navel tak le jati hai and uske baad apni panty ke ilastic par rub karne lagti hai... Uski aankhein band hoti hai or uski aankho me arjun ki hi parchhai dikhne lagti hai use... Ammu fir apne boobs par gantlye apni fingers touch karti hai or bolti hai)

Ammu (whisper)

"Woh pagal hai… par shayad… mujhe waise dekhna pasand hai."

(She leans closer to the mirror  forehead light touch karti hai mirror se, aankhen half-close. Ek silent, graceful blush uske collarbone se leke cheeks tak chhaya hua hota hai.Phir slowly woh ek deep breath leti hai, pallu uthakar apne aap ko dhire se dobara cover karti hai. Not with shame, but jaise ek emotional closure ho gaya ho us pal ka.She picks up her diary from bed, phir ek new page kholti hai, aur likhne lagti hai camera uske haathon par zoom karta hai, aur uske voiceover aati hai.)

Ammu (voiceover)

"Pehle main apne kapdon ke peeche chhupi thi... aaj khud ko khol ke dekha."

"Woh jo mujhme dekhta hai... shayad main bhi dekhne lagi hoon."

[i][i][i][i]Scene fade out hota hai mirror pe uska reflection dheere dheere dissolve ho jaata hai, sirf diary aur uski muskurahat reh jaati hai frame mein.[/i][/i][/i][/i]

[i][i][i][i]Location: Ammu ka kamra (lekin dream world ka version)[/i][/i][/i][/i]

Time: Raat ke 2:30 – Sleep phase, soft moonlight

(Scene open hoti hai — Ammu apne bed pe leeti hai, halki muskurahat ke saath. She’s asleep… lekin camera uske chehre se zoom out hote hote ek dreamworld mein le jaata hai — sab kuch halka slow motion mein, soft warm tones mein.)

Dream Sequence Starts

(Ammu ek garden type jagah pe hoti hai  college ke peechhe ka open area, lekin sab kuch unrealistically sundar  hawa mein halki seher ki thandak, patton ki halki khan khanahat, aur uske pehnoe hue kapde ek peach-pink cotton suit mein transition ho jaate hain.)

(She walks forward, dupatta hawa mein udd raha hota hai. Phir achanak uske kandhe ka dupatta kheenchta hai koi  peechhe se. Ammu ruk jaati hai. Ek pal ke liye shock uski saans rukh jaati hai.)

(She turns around aur wahan Arjun khada hota hai uske haathon mein Ammu ka dupatta, dono haathon se kheench ke thoda filmy twist ke saath hold kiya hua.)

Arjun (slow smile ke saath)

"Kab tak bhaagegi mujhse, Ammu?"

Ammu (sapne wali helpless smile ke saath)

"Arjun… yeh kya kar raha hai?"

Arjun (flirty tone)

"Tere dupatte ka toh main kab se fan hoon...Lekin tu khud…Main chhodne ka naam hi nahi leta."

(Woh slowly uske paas aata hai  camera unke faces ke beech ke close-up pe. Ammu ka dupatta ab Arjun ke haathon se chhalk ke Ammu ke chehre se touch karta hai sensual breeze jaisa effect.) (Phir Arjun halka sa Ammu ke ear ke paas jhukta hai  aur whisper karta hai:)

Arjun (whisper)

"Iss baar ek set aur de de...Par iss baar… main design choose karunga." ?

(Ammu gasp karti hai, aankhen wide ho jaati hain, face full red aur tabhi background mein ek soft gust of wind sab kuch blur hone lagta hai… jaise dream fade ho raha ho.)

Dream Sequence Ends

(Suddenly, Ammu uth jaati hai saans tezz, aankhen wide, cheeks properly blush mein. Woh turant apna dupatta dekhne lagti hai jo uske paas folded rakha hota hai. Uske lips pe ek awkward smile aa jaati hai.)

Ammu (softly, to herself)

"Tu toh sapne mein bhi nahi chhodta, Arjun..."

(Woh pillow ko punch karti hai halki si, aur apna face chhupa leti hai takiye mein like a bashful collegegirl. Room mein sirf clock ki tik-tik, aur ek mad si muskurahat ka saaya.)

Background — light dream flute with heartbeat rhythm

Location: Zaheer ka room

Time: 2:44 AM Dead quiet night

(Room andhera hai. Sirf ek window se moonlight aa rahi hai jo Zaheer ke face ko halka silver tone mein highlight kar rahi hai. Woh blanket ke andar leeta hota hai, lekin aankhen khuli hoti hain ceiling ko dekh raha hota hai.)

(Suddenly, cut shot — uske mind mein flash hoti hai Shanu ki kuch baatein:)

Shanu (memory echo, soft tone)

“Kabhi kabhi kisi ko kuch kehne ka waqt kab nikal jaata hai, pata bhi nahi chalta…”

(Phir ek aur memory flash hoti hai Shanu corridor mein muskura ke keh rahi ho:)

“Main zaroori cheezein dil mein nahi rakhti… ab nahi…

(Zaheer slowly apna blanket hattata hai, thoda confused, frustrated expression ke saath.)

(Camera uske face ke close-up pe aata hai aankhon mein thodi si haalat ki haar, lekin dil mein kuch naya hone ka ehsaas.)

(Woh bed pe baith jaata hai legs folded, haath uske hair pe jaise tension mein ho.)

Zaheer (soft murmur, self talk)

"Sala yeh mere saath ho kya raha hai..."

"Har waqt... bas usi ka zikr…"

"Woh hansi, woh baatein, woh aankhon ki dikkat wali awkward harkatein…"

"Main pagal ho gaya hoon kya?"

(Woh ek sigh leta hai  phir slowly apne face pe haath ghishta hai  jaise khud ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha ho.)

Zaheer (soft, almost whispering)

"Shanu... tu dimaag se nahi, dil se chipak gayi hai lagta hai."

(Camera uske profile se piche ki taraf zoom out karta hai  woh still bed pe baitha hota hai, haalat se confused aur shanu ke khayalon mein uljha hua.)

No music — sirf crickets ki halki awaaz bahar se

[i][i][i][i][i](Scene dheere dheere fade out hota hai — Zaheer ki silhouette slowly dissolve ho jaati hai room ke andhere mein.)[/i][/i][/i][/i][/i]

[Anum sheikh]

Amazing update.??

[Kuchnahi24]

Bro superb amazing writing.. too detailed, heartfelt,
Dreamy… Pagal Princess ❤️

[Ayush01111]

Jabardast update

[Greenwood]

Update 43

Location: College campus

Time: 10:30 AM – Bright sunny morning

?Scene 1: Zaheer ka Room – Morning Start

(Zaheer mirror ke saamne khada hota hai, hair set karta hua. Aankhon mein thodi si thakaan, but mostly determination.)

Zaheer (self-talk, brushing hair)

"Aaj nahi. Bilkul nahi."

"Shanu se na aankh milani hai, na baat karni hai. Full ignore mode, sala dimagh kharab ho gaya jabse usse attachment hui hai."

(Woh bag uthata hai, confident walk ke saath room se nikalta hai jaise kisi war zone jaa raha ho.)

?Scene 2: College Corridor – First Encounter

(Zaheer corner turn karta hai aur saamne se Shanu aa rahi hoti hai. Dono ki aankhon ka contact hota hai for 2 seconds. Zaheer awkwardly aankh ghumata hai aur dusri side dekh kar chhoti si smile pressure mein deta hai. Shanu rukti hai.)

Shanu (casual, sweet)

"Good morning, Zaheer." ?

(Zaheer fake cough karta hai, bag adjust karta hai.)

Zaheer (bina dekhe)

"Hmm... haa... morning. Mujhe... class ke liye late ho raha hai."

(Woh awkward speed mein nikal jaata hai. Shanu peeche dekhti hai confused, lekin smile karti hai.)

?Scene 3: Library – Fail #2

(Zaheer corner table par baitha hota hai earphones laga ke pad raha hota hai. Tabhi ek shadow padti hai uske table pe. Headphone utarta hai… aur dekhta hai Shanu saamne khadi hoti hai, ek file haath mein.)

Shanu

"Ye notes tere liye laayi hoon… kal pooche the na?"

(Zaheer 1 second confused hota hai, fir yaad aata hai usne sach mein poocha tha. Woh file leta hai.)

Zaheer (under breath)

"Saala, khud hi trap set kar liya tha." ?

Zaheer (zabardasti smile)

"Thanks. Main… padhta hoon. Class... next period…"

(Woh file se munh chhupata hai. Shanu thoda awkward smile ke saath baith jaati hai same table par. Zaheer uske left hota hai. Woh aankhon ke kone se Shanu ko dekhta rehta hai. Uske dimag mein chal raha hota hai:)

Zaheer (internal monologue)

"Bach gaya. Bas 5 minute... phir bhaagna hai."

(Pause)

"Par yeh muskara kyun rahi hai? Yeh kya perfume lagaya hai? Arre dimag idhar rakh..."

?Scene 4: Campus Café – Final Breakdown

(Zaheer canteen se coffee le ke nikal raha hota hai, tabhi Shanu aati hai aur accidentally uska haath touch ho jaata hai.)

Shanu

"Oops! Sorry… main dekh nahi paayi."

(Zaheer cup sambhalta hai. Dono ek pal ke liye close hote hain. Phir Shanu coffee ki taraf dekh ke kehti hai:)

Shanu (teasing)

"Mujhe laga tum black coffee peeke mujhse aur zyada rude ban jaoge."

Zaheer (whisper to himself)

Nikal le yaha se sale,ye tujhe pakka bigad rahi hai

Shanu

Kya hua ? Kisse baatein kar rahe ho, kya bol rahe ho...

Zaheer(sound rushly)

Kkuchh nahi... Bas mujhe Jana practice ke liye... Bye shanu... Baad me milte hai..

Or zaheer Waha se nikal jata hai and shanu use mood mood kar dekh rahi hoti hai uske is behaviour ke liye...

Location: Zaheer ka room

Time: Late afternoon – 4:30 PM

(Room mein dim light. Fan chal raha hai, ek sports magazine bed pe pada hai. Zaheer bed par lete hue phone scroll kar raha hota hai. Scroll karte karte achanak rukta hai  ek reel chal rahi hoti hai jisme ladki aur ladka ek dusre ko chhup chhup ke dekhte hain... background mein slow piano music.)

Zaheer (frustrated face bana ke)

"Arey abey yeh bhi... kya chal raha hai yaar har jagah!"

(Woh phone side mein fekta hai. Phir uthkar apni football uthata hai.)

?Cut to: Terrace – Football Practice

(Zaheer apne chhat pe football ke saath juggling kar raha hota hai. 10, 11, 12 taps… fir ball gir jaata hai.)

Zaheer (gussa mein)

"Kya kar raha hai be Zaheer! Focus, focus!"

(Ball uthata hai, phir try karta hai… par ball phir se gir jaata hai. Is baar woh zor se ball ko wall pe maar deta hai.)

(Thoda heavily saans le raha hota hai. Uske aankhon ke saamne ek aur flash: Shanu corridor mein hansi rokti hai, aur woh awkwardly kehta hai “Coffee ke saath rude aur charming dono hota hoon.”)

Zaheer (apne aap se)

"Phir aa gayi tu... dimaag mein..."

(He walks restlessly on the terrace.)

"Kitni baar bol chuka hoon — kuch nahi hai, kuch nahi hona chahiye… fir bhi har baat mein bas tu hi dikh rahi hai."

?Cut to: Room Again

(Zaheer return karta hai. Music on karta hai — heavy metal type — full blast. Table pe baith ke books kholta hai.)

Zaheer

"Bas! Padhta hoon. Civil war ke notes. No emotions. Just dead kings and boring treaties."

(Woh pehla line padhta hai — "1861..." — tabhi uske mind mein flash hota hai — Shanu ne bola tha:)

“History mujhe isliye pasand hai kyunki wahan log feelings likh jaate hain…”

Zaheer (book band karke, aankhon bandh)

"Shut up, Shanu… tu literal history mein bhi aa gayi?"

(Pause)

"Main pagal ho gaya hoon kya?"

(Woh thoda thoda hansa bhi deta hai khud pe, phir thak ke chair se uthta hai. Room ke andar chakkar kaat raha hota hai, jaise dil ko samjha raha ho.)

?Final Frame

(Zaheer balcony ke railing pe tik jaata hai thoda hair messed up, aankhon mein clarity nahi — confused, tired. Sky thoda sa orange ho chuka hai late afternoon ending. Camera uske side profile ko slow zoom out karta hai.)

Zaheer (soft murmur)

"Main usse ignore karne chala tha…

Aur khud ko hi bhool gaya."

Location: Shanu ka ghar – uska personal room

Time: Same evening – 6:45 PM

(Room mein shaam ki halke narangi dhoop aa rahi hoti hai window se. Ek chhoti si study table ke paas Shanu baithi hoti hai chair mein, ek pen uske haath mein gol gol ghoom raha hota hai. Table pe diary padhi hoti hai aur side mein coffee ka cup — thanda pad chuka hai.)

(Shanu ka face blank hai na hansi, na udaasi, bas ek soch mein dooba hua expression. Woh diary ka ek puraana page palatti hai jisme kuch khud ke likhe thoughts hain.)

Shanu (internal monologue soft voiceover)

"Main toh bol chuki hoon sab kuch...

Usse samajh aaya ya nahi — pata nahi."

"Ek pal ke liye laga tha uske chehre pe kuch tha...

Phir wahi... uski usual awkward khamoshi."

(Woh diary bandh karti hai. Phir thoda time us par ungliyon se tap karti hai as if waiting for a thought to hit. Phir suddenly khadi ho jaati hai, aur mirror ke paas jaake khud ko dekhti hai.)

Shanu (mirror mein dekhte hue  sarcastic tone)

"Shanu beta, emotional speech deke sochi thi ki agle din woh le aayega gulab ka phool aur bolega ‘tum hi ho’? Bas kar pagli."

(Woh thoda aankhon mein mazaak bhari narazgi laake mirror mein apni reflection ko dekhti hai. Phir thoda soft ho jaati hai.)

Shanu (softly)

"Par seriously... usne kuch bola bhi toh nahi."

"Ek baar bhi… ek shabd… koi sign… kuch nahi."

(Pause)

"Lekin maine toh sab keh diya tha… toh ab kya? Ab main kya karu?"

(Woh diary uthake phir se table par aake baithti hai. Pen uthati hai… lekin likhti nahi. Sirf sochti hai. Coffee ka sip leti hai — thanda taste kar ke nakh chadhata hai.)

Shanu (thinking aloud, halki hansi ke saath)

"Waqt bharosa nahi deta… toh tu kyun ruki, Shanu?"

"Tujhe lagta hai bas bol diya toh ho gaya sab? Na baba na… zaheer hai, zip file nahi jo turant open ho jaaye."

(Woh pen se diary pe ek naya title likhti hai: “Phase 2: Soft attack.”

Phir diary band karti hai, confident si smirk ke saath.)

Shanu (to herself – soft but firm)

"Lagta hai ek baar phir tujhe kuch karna padega, Shanu."

"Iss baar... aur bhi simple. Aur bhi seedha."

(Camera dheere dheere uske mirror ke reflection pe zoom karta hai — jahan uske chehre pe ek nayi clarity hoti hai. Background mein lo-fi soft beat chalu ho jaata hai.)

Location: College – Football Practice Ground

Time: Next day – 12:15 PM (Lunch break ke baad)

(Zaheer ground ke kone mein baitha hota hai. Practice khatam ho chuka hai. Shirt thodi gili hai, hair messy. Paas mein uska football padha hai. Woh bottle se paani pee raha hota hai, lekin clearly dimaag kahin aur hota hai haan, wahi Shanu ke paas.)

(Tabhi uske paas se koi aata hai — Shanu. White kurta, soft blue stole, haathon mein ek folded chitthi type paper.)

(Shanu directly nahi baithti. Sirf uske paas rukti hai. Zaheer usse dekhta hai — thoda cautious expression ke saath. Shanu normal tone mein bolti hai — very breezy, friendly.)

Shanu (casual)

"Tu kal apne dost ko keh raha tha na ki tune woh practice drill ka proper layout nahi dekha tha?"

(Zaheer confused blink karta hai. Shanu chitthi uske haath mein rakh deti hai neatly folded.)

Shanu (soft smile)

"Main library mein notes likh rahi thi... toh socha tera kaam bhi ho jaye."

(Pause)

"Khaas kuch nahi hai. Just… detailing."

(Woh uski aankhon mein nahi dekhti, bas halki si muskurahat de ke palatne lagti hai.)

Zaheer (confused + touched)

"Shanu… ruk, matlab... tu mere liye

Shanu (lightly interrupting, peeche dekh ke)

"Mere notes ache hote hain… kehna mat bhoolna."

(Wink ke bina, full confident smile de ke woh nikal jaati hai.)

?Cut to: Zaheer – 5 Seconds Later

(Zaheer thodi der tak bas uska peeche jaata hua silhouette dekhta hai. Phir chitthi unfold karta hai. Andar likha hota hai diagram ke beech mein ek chhota sa post-it chipka hota hai.)

Post-it:

“Kuch cheezen theory se nahi, practice se samajh aati hain.

Aur kuch… sirf feel se.” – S ❤️

(Zaheer ke face pe ek chhoti si smile aati hai woh wali jo banda rokte hue bhi de deta hai. Eyes thodi moist, par smile real hoti hai. Uska thumb woh post-it pe gently tap karta hai. Woh chitthi fold karta hai lekin alag tarike se jaise koi gift ho.)

[i]Zaheer still baitha hota hai bench pe. Uske haath mein folded chitthi. Usne usse abhi just padha hai.[/i]

[i]Woh chitthi ke beech chipka hua post-it note uski aankhon ke saamne hai…[/i]

[i]Jahan likha hai:)[/i]

“Kuch cheezen theory se nahi, practice se samajh aati hain.

Aur kuch… sirf feel se.” – S ❤️

(Uske fingers us paper ko softly rub karte hain jaise har letter ko feel kar raha ho. Woh do lines zaheer ke dimaag mein repeat hoti hain phir echo hone lagti hain...)

Zaheer (internal voice, slow whisper)

"‘Feel se samajh aati hain’…

Tu kehna kya chaahti thi Shanu…"

(pause)

"Ya... main hi samajh nahi paa raha tha?"

?Flashback Montage — Short but Deep

(Fast flashes no dialogues, just expressions)

Shanu ka corridor mein ruk ruk ke kehna: “Main kisi ko directly nahi bolti...”

Uska notebook mein Zaheer ka naam likhna

Uska awkward laugh us din coffee ke baad

Aur sabse aakhri — uski aankhon ka wo nazar hata lena jab usne sab kuch keh diya tha... except three words.

(Back to present. Zaheer ab paper ko haath mein ghumata hai.

Uski aankhon mein thoda disbelief, thoda regret, lekin sabse zyada ek relieved smile.

Wo wali smile jo achanak hoti hai jab dimaag aur dil ek hi baat pe agree kar lein.)

Zaheer (slow breath + smile, murmur)

"Yeh itna simple tha?"

(head shake karta hai khud pe hansi aati hai)

"Aur main… mujhe laga tha sab kuch complicated hai."

(Woh paper ko carefully fold karta hai jaise koi personal khazana ho. Shirt ke andar chest pocket mein gently rakh leta hai. Phir peeche lean karke sky ki taraf dekhta hai aankhon mein halki si chamak.)

Zaheer (light chuckle to himself)

"Shanu… tu sach mein khatarnaak nikli."

"Ek line mein meri poori setting kar di.

(Camera slowly zooms out from his smiling face to full frame uski messy hair, slightly sweaty face, aur aankhon mein nayi clarity.)

Bgm:-

[i]Slow guitar pluck with airy piano — gentle, uplifting vibe[/i]

[i]Location: College Canteen[/i]

Time: Same day – 1:15 PM (Lunch Rush)

(Canteen ka mahaul garam hai har table pe ya toh plate mein rajma chawal, ya chutney waale sandwich, ya group gossip.Shanu apne doston ke group ke saath ek corner table pe baithi hoti hai.Halka sa music chal raha hota hai group ke ek ladki softly “Tumse milke dil ka hai jo haal kya kahein” gunguna rahi hoti hai, baaki haan mein haan mila rahe hote hain. Shanu zyada involved nahi hoti bas smile karti hai, par dimaag kahin aur hota hai.)

(Uski nazar baar-baar canteen ke entrance pe jaati hai.

Uske mind mein ek voice-over chalta hai, jaise ki usne khud se bola ho )

Shanu (thinking)

"Aaj nahi samjha toh main hi uth ke bol dungi… is baar aankhon se, muh se nahi."

(Pause)

"Bas ek baar dekh le."

(Aur tabhi... Zaheer enters.

College ka football duffle bag uske shoulder pe, thoda thaka, thoda dhundhne wala expression.

Wo aankhon se ek table scan karta hai…

Phir ek khaali table pakad ke baithta hai Shanu ke table se diagonally opposite.Jab woh baithta hai, toh ek pal ke liye uska focus crowd pe jaata hai aur tabhi Shanu usse pehle dekh leti hai. Ek second ke liye aankhen milti hain.)

Zaheer (expression: calm, sure)

(Bas ek soft smile deta hai woh wali jo keh jaati hai: “haan, mujhe sab samajh aa gaya… aur haan mein hai”)

Phir aankhon se ek chhota sa signal deta hai jaise “ab tu dekh, main ready hoon.”)

(Shanu ka expression suddenly bright ho jaata hai. Uske chehre par ek shiny sparkle jaise aa jaata hai. Wo thoda shocked si smile karti hai  jaise andar se chillaye, “Finally!”

Par face pe ek classy control hota hai. Just a soft, proud smile.)

(Usi waqt group waale ladke-ladki gungunahat se thoda dance mein convert ho jaate hain. Ek ladka beat maar ke bolta hai

Group Guy:

"Yeh kya mast gana hai yaar… chalo chalo gaate hain!"

(Ek ladki Shanu ko uthne ko bolti hai:)

Group Girl:

"Chal Shanu… teri toh aankhon mein sparkle aa gayi, chal tu lead le!"

(Shanu pehle resist karti hai, phir ek “why not?” wali energy ke saath uth jaati hai.

Wo thoda halka sa naachti hai graceful, khush, free.

Zaheer usse dekhte jaata hai no distraction, no phone, no kuch… bas Shanu.

(Dono ek dusre ko dekh ke muskurate hain ek aisi muskurahat jisme sab kuch tha:

“Haan... ab hum dono samajh chuke hain.”)

(Scene ka camera slowly rotate karta hai Shanu ki thirakti muskurahat, Zaheer ki aankhon mein wo glow, aur peechhe se group ka mazaak bhara music.)

? Background fades into lyrics:

"Jab se mila tu, sab kuch pura sa hai..."

[i]Shanu hansi control karti hai, Zaheer thoda head shake karta hai dono table ke distance par hone ke bawajood, dono [i]connection mein hote hain.[/i][/i]

[Ayush01111]

So shanu and zaher are done but waht about ammu and Arjun

[Anum sheikh]

wow Kiya khoob nizara kheencha hai dono ki dill lagi ka.
Zberdast ???

[Greenwood]

Update 44




Typing... Typing... Pyaar ho raha hai"
Time: 6:30 PM
Location:
Zaheer: Terrace par chai ke saath, sky dekhte hue
Shanu: Apne kamre mein, window ke paas baithi, phone haath mein
[Whatsapp Chat Starts – Green & White bubbles]
Zaheer:
Aj kal tu kam dikh rahi hai… mujhe hi dekhna pad raha hai zyada.
? 6:31 PM
Shanu:
Acha? Mujhe laga tu mujhse bhaag raha hai thoda.
?
? 6:32 PM
Zaheer:
Mujhe laga tu mujhe bhaagne de rahi hai... ?
? 6:32 PM
Shanu:
Drama mat kar ?
Mujhe sab samajh aaya tha canteen mein.
? 6:33 PM
Zaheer:
Haan woh smile mein sab keh diya tune.
Tu has rahi thi... aur main samajh gaya.
? 6:34 PM
Shanu:
Tu waise kitna overconfident hai na ?
Lekin… is baar sahi tha.
? 6:35 PM
(Zaheer typing... typing... ruk jaata hai. Fir wapas type karta hai.)
Zaheer:
Tere ek note ne mujhe bata diya... tu duniya ke noise mein sabse loud lagti hai.
Even jab tu kuch nahi bolti.
? 6:36 PM
Shanu:
Zaheer… tu sach bol raha hai ya poetry mode mein hai?
? 6:36 PM
Zaheer:
Sach poetry jaisa lagta hai, jab tu samne ho.
? 6:37 PM
Shanu:
Stop. ?
Chai peeti hoon main, tu toh mujhe pighla dega.
? 6:38 PM
Zaheer:
Toh pighal jaa. Maine cup sambhal liya hai.
☕
? 6:38 PM
(Shanu ke screen par "❤️ Reacted to your message")
Shanu:
Waise tu itna smooth kab se ho gaya?
? 6:39 PM
Zaheer:
Jab se tu mil gayi.
? 6:39 PM
(Shanu ka screen blink karta hai: "Typing..." Fir ruk jaata hai. Typing again.)
Shanu:
Next time mujhe bhoolna mat.
Main awkward ho sakti hoon, lekin bewakoof nahi.
? 6:41 PM
Zaheer:
Tu meri awkward wali perfect ho.
? 6:42 PM
(Donon side pe soft smiles. Shanu apne window ke baar dekh rahi hoti hai, Zaheer terrace se sky dekh raha hota hai. Aur phone screen par aakhri message blink karta hai:)
Zaheer:
Bas, yeh waala version of us mujhe bohot pasand aa raha hai.


Location: College Campus – Morning Break (10:45 AM)
Setting: Garden ke paas ek bench, sab log idhar-udhar break pe, thoda hustle-bustle
(Shanu aaj thodi fresh lag rahi hai, simple white kurti, open hair, ek file haath mein. Wo akele bench pe baithi hoti hai, sunlight uske baalon se khel rahi hoti hai.
Uska chehra relaxed hai lekin aankhon mein kal raat ki whatsapp chat ki baatein ghuma rahi hoti hain.)
(Door se Zaheer enter karta hai — dusre ladkon ke saath thoda chill karte hue. Lekin jaise hi Shanu ko baitha dekhta hai, uski speed thodi dheemi ho jaati hai.
Wo sab ko “main abhi aaya” kehke side se us bench ke paas aata hai.)

Zaheer (halka smile deta hai)
"Kitne marks mile kal ki smile pe?"
(Shanu uski taraf dekhti hai. No smile, no sarcasm — bas ek steady gaze.)

Shanu:
"Smile mein toh full. Par question paper ka answer abhi bhi pending hai."
(Zaheer thoda surprise hota hai. Then smirks.)

Zaheer:
“Toh answer bhi wahi dega jisse paper diya tha.”
(pause)
“Oral exam kab lena hai?”

Shanu (shoulder shrug)
“Tumhara confidence dangerous hota ja raha hai.”
(Phir file band karti hai)
“Lekin mujhe suits karta hai.”
(Zaheer ab full grin mein hota hai.)
(Tabhi ek group pass karta hai, jisme se ek ladka chillate hue kehta hai:)

Group Guy:
"Yaar, tum dono ki body language se toh pura college doubt kar raha hai!"
(Shanu thoda awkward si smile kar leti hai, lekin aankhon se Zaheer ko dekhti hai.
Zaheer uski taraf lean hota hai — halka, friendly — aur soft tone mein kehta hai:)

Zaheer (softly)
"Tu abhi bhi mere taraf thoda zyada lean karti hai."
(pause)
“Aur mujhe aadat ho rahi hai.”

Shanu (grinning)
"Toh ab habit break kar doon?"

Zaheer:
"Break karne ki wajah dhoondh raha tha… nahi mili."
(Thoda rukta hai)
“Tu reh jaa. Aadat ban jaa.”
(Background mein bell bajti hai. Students classroom ki taraf badhne lagte hain.
Zaheer Shanu ka file uske haath se le leta hai —)

Zaheer:
"Chal, attendance ke liye nahi... tere saath walk ke liye ready hoon."

Shanu:
"Tu har line itni... likhi-likhai kyun bolta hai?"

Zaheer (naughty smile)
"Jab samne wali ladki itni filmy ho toh dialogue real ho jaate hain."
(Dono side by side chalne lagte hain. Door jaate hue camera unki backs ko follow karta hai. Shanu thoda blush karti hai, Zaheer halki se victory smile deta hai.)

Time: 1:15 PM – Lunch break

Location: College Canteen – Corner wali table, jahan Arjun aksar baithta hai

(Canteen mein normal rush hai. Tables full hai, lekin ek corner table pe Arjun akele baitha hai white shirt ke sleeves rolled, ek hand mein chai ka cup aur doosre haath mein spoon se usse hilata jaa raha hai.
Uski aankhen door entrance pe lagi hain — jaise kisi ka intezaar ho.)

(Tabhi entrance pe Ammu dikh jaati hai — light blue kurti, dupatta loosely shoulder pe. Uske haath mein ek file aur juice ka tetra pack. Arjun ki aankhon mein ek chamak aati hai.
Ammu uski taraf dekhti hai, pehle to ignore karne ka act karti hai… lekin phir seedha usi table ki taraf badhti hai.)



Ammu (casually)

“Yeh seat khaali hai ya mood bhi?”

(Arjun bina jawab diye uske liye chair kheenchta hai)



Arjun:

"Seat bhi khaali thi... aur mood bhi. Ab dono bhar gaye."

(Thoda dramatic tone mein)

"Tumhare aane se."

(Ammu baithti hai, juice ka pack table pe rakhti hai. Arjun spoon se chai ghumata jaa raha hai.)



Ammu (eyebrow raise)

"Tum spoon ghumaa rahe ho ya plan?"



Arjun (muskurate hue)

"Plan toh tum ghooma gayi ho... tab se mind stir ho raha hai."

(Dono ke beech momentarily silence hota hai. Ammu juice pe focus karne ka act karti hai, lekin aankhon ke kone se Arjun ko dekhti hai.)



Ammu(flaunting her dupatta)

Dekh blue bola tha, blue pehen ke aayi hu fir bhi no compliment no comment... Aisa mehboob kisi ko na mile



Arjun(staring softly her suit and teasing)

Hot lag rahi hai... Mehboob... Kitna acha word hai na... Mehboob me se main to main ho gaya,baki ki baate bane to kuch Dil ko tasalli aaye ....



Ammu (blushes, thoda stern)

"Arjun!"



Arjun (fake innocent face)

"Kya? Main toh bas main discuss kar raha tha. Intentions pure hain."



Ammu (juice ka straw ghumate hue)

“Bas… ab naye comment mat dena.”



Arjun (flirty smirk)

“Naya nahi dunga... par agar ek new set dikhe, toh tareef karna toh farz hai mera.”

(Ammu ki aankhen khul jaati hain wo usse thoda ghoorti hai, fir blush karte hue juice ka sip leti hai clearly trying to hide her smile.)
Ammu quickly uthti hai.)



Ammu (jaldi se)

“Mujhe class ke liye jaana hai. Tum yahi chai aur comment dono peetey rehna.”

(phir thoda rukti hai)

“…Aur haan. Kabhi kabhi stupid hona bhi achha lagta hai.”

(Wo chalti hai. Arjun peeche se bas dekhta hai, cup uthata hai, sip karta hai.)



Arjun (self talk mein)

“Stupid... par sirf tumhare liye.”


Arjun akela table pe chai leke baitha hai, par face pe ek jeet wali smile

[i](Canteen ke bahar Arjun wall ke sahare khada hota hai, chai ka cup ab bhi haath mein, aankhen door jaate hue Ammu pe tikki hoti hain. Uski aankhon mein wo classic Arjun-wali “thoda toh jeet gaya main” wali smile hoti hai.)
[/i]
(Tabhi peeche se ek dramatic voice aata hai —)



Taz (Sunil Grover mode mein)

"Arreeee reeeeee... Bhai sahab!

Chai garam hai ya chemistry?"

(Arjun hamesha ki tarah chill rehta hai, bina dekhe sip leta hai.)



Arjun:

"Tu kabhi time pe kyun nahi aata? Ya kam se kam time pe chhup kyun nahi jaata?"



Taz (aake uske bagal mein baith jaata hai bench pe)

"Main tere andar ke feelings ka voice over hoon bhai... Mujhe ignore karna matlab apne jazbaat ka murder."



Arjun (muskurake)

"Bhai, tere jazbaat mujhe FRIENDS ka Joey bana ke chodenge... confused aur bhooka."



Taz (seriously)

"Tu waise bhi bhooka hi lag raha hai...Lekin emotional bhookh bhi toh hai. Ammu ke chehre se blush ka meter dekh raha tha main—Red Zone mein thi boss!"



Arjun:

“Main usse bas yaad dila raha tha ki main bhoolta nahi hoon…

(smirks)



Taz (thoda dramatising voice mein)

"Waise yeh sab romance wamaans chal raha hai...Lekin football team selection ka kya?Wo coach hai bhai — woh toh tumhare shorts pe nahi, shots pe number dega!"



Arjun (suddenly straightens)

"Abe haan! Woh form bhi bharna hai...Main toh pura Ammu ke dupatte mein ulajh gaya tha."



Taz:

"Bas ek baat aur...

Is baar team selection ke baad tu captain ban gaya na..."

(pause)

"...toh us Ammu ke liye trophy bhi le aayega jo terrace pe sirf smile deti hai."



Arjun (smiling)

"Trophy bhi, dupatta bhi, aur dil bhi — teenon le aayenge bhai."


[i](Dono laugh karte hain. Arjun last sip leta hai chai ki, aur dono chal padte hain corridor ke end ki taraf — training ground ki direction mein.)[/i]

[i]Location: Football ground – 4:00 PM
[/i]
Background: College sports department ne team list lagayi hai whiteboard pe, aur sab players crowd bana ke list dekh rahe hain.

(Zoom-in: Arjun aur Taz crowd ke beech se apni jagah banate hain.)



Taz (excited)

"Bhai! Bhai! Tera naam top pe hai!"

(Arjun list dekh kar slowly muskurata hai — 'CAPTAIN: ARJUN SINGH likha hota hai. Wo ek deep breath leta hai. Sab log taaliyan bajate hain. Coach unke paas aata hai.)



Coach:

"You better lead like a captain, Arjun. No show-off, only game."



Arjun (firmly):

"You’ll get both, sir. Show aur score."

(Crowd mein thoda cheer hota hai. Sab players haath milate hain Arjun se  lekin ek kona mein Zaheer khada hota hai, expression blank.)



? Scene 2: “Ammu’s Candid Confession”

Location: Girls' garden bench – 4:15 PM

Characters: Ammu & her friend Reecha

(Ammu usi dupatta mein baithi hoti hai, juice sip karte hue. Uske face pe ek soft glow hota hai.)



Reecha (teasing tone):

"Tu us Arjun ke saath canteen mein kya blush kar rahi thi madam? Whole college saw the vibes!"



Ammu (trying to act normal):

"Kuch nahi... bas baatein ho rahi thi."



Reecha:

"Baatein ya flirting?"



Ammu (pause, then softly):

"Pata nahi…

Jab uske saath hoti hoon na, sab normal lagta hai.

Jaise har stupid line bhi special ho jaati hai."

(Reecha surprise mein uski taraf dekhti hai)



Ammu (blinking away her own smile):

"Main usse maaf kar chuki hoon… par ab main khud ko samajhne ki koshish kar rahi hoon.

Wo Arjun… wo kabhi simple nahi hota."



Reecha (teasing)

"Hmm… toh Mr. Complicated ko tu dil de baithi hai?"



Ammu (smiling shyly, slowly)

Shayd… ya phir already de chuki hoon, ab bas realize ho raha hai."

(Ammu phir se sky ki taraf dekhti hai — aur scene cut hota hai.)



? Scene 3: “Zaheer – Fire Beneath the Calm”

Location: Locker Room – 4:30 PM

(Zaheer akela hota hai, sab log ground mein nikal gaye hote hain. Wo slowly apna bag uthata hai, aur Arjun ka naam board pe dekhte hue ruk jaata hai.)

(Uske mind mein echo hota hai coach ka: “Captain: Arjun Singh”)


Zaheer (self-talk):

"Is baar bhi wahi… sab uske hi naam.

Sab uski hi timing."

(Wo bench pe baith jaata hai, football ko neeche ghoorta hai.)



Zaheer (softly, almost sarcastically):

"Captain ban gaya... Sala coach hu andha lund hai, lekin wo dogla Bhand team ka kachra karega



(Uske expression mein mild jealousy nahi, balki ek competitive fuel dikhai deta hai.
Wo ball uthata hai, aur full power kick karta hai locker ke side wall pe — ball takraake wapas girta hai.)



Zaheer (gritting teeth):

"Game on, Arjun."





Arjun field pe ball practice kar raha hai

Ammu apne phone mein Arjun ki chat reread karti hai
[i]Zaheer silently training karta hai — punching bag pe ya solo drills[/i]

[i]Scene Title: “Secret Sips, Stolen Smiles”
[/i]
Time: 5:30 PM – College chhuttī ke turant baad

Location: Ek small cozy coffee corner – college se thoda door, jahaan students zyada nahi jaate

(Scene start hoti hai college gate ke bahar se. Crowd slowly nikal raha hota hai. Arjun ek black hoodie mein, apne phone pe casually scroll karta hua side mein khada hai. Door se Ammu dikhai deti hai – white kurti, light denim jeans, dupatta loosely tied, haath mein uski diary aur phone.)

(Ammu uski taraf dekh ke ek slight nod deti hai. Arjun halka sa smile deta hai. Dono seedha college gate ke corner se quietly ek narrow gali mein chalte hain — bina kisi friend ko bataye.)

☕ Location Shift: Coffee Corner

(Ek chhoti si jagah, orange lights, old radio playing soft retro songs. Dono ek kone wali table pe baith jaate hain — thoda side hoke, jahan se kisi ko spot karna mushkil ho.)



Ammu (coffee stir karte hue, softly)

“Toh… Captain singh. Kaisa lag raha hai?”



Arjun (half-smile ke saath)

“Waise toh lag raha hai ki main World Cup le aaya hoon…

lekin sach mein… sirf ek bande ka smile dekhna tha — woh ho gaya.”

(Ammu coffee sip karti hai, aankhon se usse briefly dekhti hai aur phir nazar hata leti hai.)



Ammu:

“Taz ne bataya



Arjun:

“Taz toh coffee shop pe bhi mujhe pyaar mein consult karta hai.

Lekin… tu bata. Aaj blush karna ka plan tha ya wahi pink dupatta wala magic tha?”



Ammu (laughs softly, phir straight ho jaati hai)

“Tum na… har normal cheez ko flirt bana dete ho.”



Arjun (leans forward slightly, flirty tone)

“Tumhare aas-paas sab cheezein automatic charming ho jaati hain… main kya karoon?”

(Thoda pause hota hai — dono coffee pe focus karte hain. Background mein soft jazz instrumental baj raha hota hai.)



Ammu (soft tone mein)

“Mujhe laga tha… main tumse itni jaldi khul nahi paungi…”



Arjun:

“Toh ab khuli ho ya abhi bhi zip locked?”



Ammu (side smile ke saath)

“Thoda khuli hoon… lekin abhi bhi lock ka combo code confuse kar rahi hoon.”



Arjun:

“Perfect. Mujhe puzzles pasand hain. Bas waqt de, main solve kar lunga…”

(Tabhi waiter do coffee mugs aur ek brownie plate table pe rakhta hai. Arjun brownie ko Ammu ki taraf slide karta hai.)



Arjun:

“Team select ho gayi, captain ban gaya, aur us brownie wali tu saamne baithi hai — iss se zyada life sorted nahi ho sakti.”



Ammu:

“Confidence ya cheesiness?”



Arjun:

“Dono. Captain hu ab main — pass bhi main hi dunga, goal bhi main hi maarunga.”

(Ammu aankhen chhoti karke dekhti hai usse. Arjun brownie ka small piece fork se uthata hai aur uski taraf forward karta hai. Ammu hesitate karti hai, phir finally piece le leti hai.)



Ammu (mumbling)

"Yeh captaincy thoda zyada effect daal rahi hai tumpe."



Arjun:

"Sirf ek pe daalni thi… aur woh kaamyaab ho gaya."


[i]Dono coffee cups ke peechhe baith ke quietly sip kar rahe hain. Window ke bahar college ka board dikh raha hai, lekin yahaan sirf dono ke muskurane ki aawaz hai.[/i]

[Ayush01111]

Ultimate love it bhai abhi to or maza aeyga bass ladai dosto me ho rishto me nahi maza ajayga

[Anum sheikh]

Nice update

[Greenwood]

Update 45

Saturday Night — Tease Begins

Shanu or zaheer ki random chat or shanu ka teasing ki lagta hai kisi boring aadmi se pala pad gaya, main usse pyaar karti hu yeh jaan kar bhi koi huge reaction nahi

Zaheer ek pal ke liye sochta hai ki boring hu ya roaring wo to tujhe pata chalega kudiye...

Zaheer apne bed pe late message bhejta hai

“Kal tayyar rehna…

Shanu mobile screen ghoorti hai  aankhon mein sparkle, chehre pe blush. She whispers to herself:

“Kya plan hai is Zaheer ka…?”

Cut to:

Ammu diary likh rahi hoti hai. Tabhi ek chhoti si vibration.

Arjun ka text

Woh set lene aa jaaun kal? Mera sabr toh khatam ho gaya hai.” ?

Ammu smirks:

Aaja… dekhte hain kitni himmat hai arjun Singh mein.”

? Sunday Morning — Romance in Motion

?Scene 1: Zaheer & Shanu’s Ride — Streets of Jaipur

BGM: “Ilahi mera jee aaye…” (Slow acoustic version)

Zaheer gali ke corner pe khada hota hai, denim jacket mein — helmet ek haath mein, dusra phone par.

Shanu jaise hi turn leke aati hai, Zaheer ki aankhen freeze ho jaati hain — ek pink printed kurti mein, loose braid, subtle earrings… sunlight uske face pe padti hai.

Zaheer (softly):

“Chal, Jaipur ko dikhaate hain pyaar ka meaning.”

? Bike Ride Begins

Shanu thoda hesitant hoti hai peechhe baithne mein — lekin

Zaheer back mirror mein dekhta hai

“Dar mat… main hoon na.

”

Bike Jaipur ki narrow galiyon se nikalti hai, hawa zyada baat karti hai dono ke beech.Zaheer mirror se Shanu ka reflection observe karta hai  uski muskurahat, uski aankhen, uska khul ke hansna.

Zaheer

POV:

Kaise keh doon… ki tu meri ho chuki hai?”

Scene 2: Jal Mahal ke paas pit stop

Lake ke kinare dono chai leke baithte hain.

Zaheer casually:

“Tujhe jab dekhta hoon na… lagta hai main kabhi bura ho hi nahi sa

kta.”

Shanu blush karti hai:

“Aur jab main tujhe dekhti hoon… lagta hai tu kuch bol kyun nahi

deta!”

Zaheer sirf aankhon se baat karta hai. Kya kehna zaroori bhi hai?

Camera pulls back, Jaipur ka skyline, lake ka reflection, aur un dono ki hansi — background mein “Raat bhar…” ka instrumental chalu hota hai

Location: Ammu ka ghar – Sunday morning

Time: 11:30 AM

Setting: Kitchen – sunlight ek kone se aa rahi hai, stove pe sabzi ka tadka chadh raha hai, Ammu halke cotton ka dupatta lapet ke kaam mein lagi hai.

Ammu (mind mein, wooden spoon ghoomate hue):

"Aaj aayega kya... ya sirf hawa mein baatein hi karta rahega."

Thoda rukti hai, uske chehre pe ek doubtful expression.

"Waise bhi... agar itni himmat hoti, toh ab tak propose toh kar hi chuka hota."

She smirks.

Halki si hasi — jaise Arjun ke naam par hansna uski aadat ban gayi ho.

Phir se stove ki taraf mudh jaati hai, coriander ka bunch todti hai, spoon se gravy check karti hai.

Usi waqt...

? "THUDH!"

Ek halki si thap jaisi aawaz — jaise koi roof ke ek kone par land hua ho.

Asma (living room se):

Ammu! Oye… yeh kya aawaz aayi chhat se? Koi bandar toh nahi?”

Ammu ka haath freeze ho jaata hai spoon ke upar.Uske dil ki heartbeat ekdum sharp ho jaati hai.

Ammu (mind mein):

"Yeh toh wahi hai… pagal kahin ka"

She tries to keep a straight face…lekin aankhon mein ek alag si chamak aa gayi hai.

Ammu (casually Asma se):

“Tu yeh sabzi dekh na ek second… main chek karke aati hu, zaheer ke saman hai chhat par

Asma (confused)

“Abhi? Aise?

”

Ammu

“Haan haan... main bas aayi.”

Ammu dupatta set karti hai, spoon side rakhti hai, gas ki flame low karti hai —aur halki kadam leke inner stairs ki taraf badh jaati hai.

Uska chehra serious dikh raha hota hai… lekin andar se ek ajeeb sa sukoon aur excitement ka milan hota hai.

(Camera POV: Ammu jaise hi chhat ke door tak pahuchti hai… ek halki si breeze uske face par aati hai… aur uske chehre pe ek anticipation ka layer chhup nahi pata.)

Cut To: Masala Chowk, Jaipur — 12:15 PM

BGM: “Raabta (Acoustic)” ya koi soft lo-fi instrumental

Sunlight filtered through tree leaves, stalls se uthta masale bhara dhuan, logon ki halki bheed — aur un sab ke beech… Shanu, ek alag si roshni mein chamak rahi hoti hai.

?️ Zaheer POV — Slow Motion

Camera: Handheld, cinematic zoom-ins, dreamy filters

Zaheer uske thoda peeche chal raha hota hai  haath jeans ke pocket mein, aankhen sirf ek jagah focus:

Shanu.

“Yeh ladki... jaise jaise chalti hai... waqt rukh jata hai.”

Shanu’s Details — POV Shot

Jhumke:

Uske chandi ke oxidised jhumke halki halki hil rahe hain har kadam ke saath. Jab bhi woh muskurati hai, jhumke cheek ke paas tak aa jaate hain — jaise uski hansi ka music ho.

Locket:

Gale mein ek thin silver chain — usme ek chhota sa heart-shape locket. Kabhi dupatta ke neeche chhup jaata hai, kabhi hawa mein dikh jaata hai. Zaheer ki aankhon ne use chhupte-dikhte pakad liya hai.

Baal:

Khule, soft curls — halki halki hawa mein ud rahe hain. Jab woh stall ke paas jhukti hai toh ek curl uske cheek ko chhoo jata hai.

Zaheer dil hi dil mein:

“Sala curl ban ke cheek ban jaun ek minute ke liye.”

Aankhein:

Kabhi chaat mein mirch zyada ho jaati hai, toh woh aankhein bandh karke “ufff!” karti hai. Zaheer ke liye woh “uff” duniya ki sabse khoobsurat sound hoti hai.

Un aankhon mein ek sparkle hai… curiosity, masti, aur thoda zaheer ke liye soft corner bhi.

Scene Continue: Chaat Tasting

Shanu

Yeh dekho zaheer… yeh dahi puri try kari tune kabhi?”

(Uska haath zaheer ki taraf badhta hai, ek puri leke)

“Muh khol beta… thoda kha ke toh dekh!

Zaheer awkward sa karta hai, par muh kholta hai.

As soon as he eats — mirchi hit!

Zaheer:

“Aaaaaa bhains ki aankh yeh kya tha! Lava daala tha kya?”

Shanu (laughing):

“Mirchi ke bina chaat kya, zaheer? Tu toh baccha nikla!”

She walks ahead, dupatta thoda udta hai, uska laughter hawa mein mix hota hai.Zaheer slow steps mein chalta hai uske peechhe — ek dum focused, ek dum silenced.

Zaheer (mind mein, thoda huskily):

“Tu chaat kha rahi hai… aur main tujhmein ulajhta ja raha

hoon…”

Camera upar jaata hai — stall ke canopy ke upar se Shanu frame ke left mein, full of energy.Zaheer frame ke right mein, still par aankhon se sab keh raha.

Cut to blur.

BGM slow fade-out.

Time: 11:45 AM

Location: Ammu ka ghar – chhat

Background: Neeche kitchen se masalon ki khushboo aa rahi hai, lekin upar sab kuch ekdum silent... ek tension bhari sweetness ke saath.

Ammu, stairs se upar dabe paaon chadhi — uske anklet ki halki chhan-chhan bhi chup rahi ho jaise koi na sun le.Dupatta se thoda face dhaka hua, aankhon mein anticipation... lekin lips pe woh “main kyun aa rahi hoon” wala denial-smile.

Ammu (mind mein):

"Pata nahi kis din chhat se neeche seedha shaadi ka card leke kud jaaye ye pagal."

Just as she steps onto the terrace...

Suddenly from behind — Arjun.

Arjun:

“Pakad liya!”

(Uski kamar ke around dono haath, ek tight hug — face uske kaandhe ke paas)

Ammu:

Arjun! Pagal ho gaya hai kya?!”

(Thoda jhatakta hai, struggle karti hai... lekin uski hassi chhup nahi paati)

Arjun (smiling, uske ear ke paas softly)

“Aaj toh tujhe bina bole hug mil gaya... progress ho rahi hai.

Ammu:

“Hatt! Main teri progress ka record tod doongi agar aur cheesy line boli toh.”

(Thoda zor se uske haath hata ke seedhi hoti hai... lekin aankhon mein sparkle hai)

Arjun:

“Toh madam, ab jo main lene aaya hoon… woh de do... warna agle Sunday tak chhat ki deewar phandta rahunga.”

(Uski aankhon mein full mischief

Ammu:

“Yeh tu kaunsa treasure le raha hai baar baar?”

(arms cross karti hai, uske saamne khadi ho jaati hai)

Arjun (thoda na khra se):

“Woh maroon set… last time ka toh de diya... ab jo promise kiya tha dusra wala set... uska kya hua?”

(Sir halka jhuka ke ammu ke shoulder pe cheek se lag jaata hai full drama mode)

Ammu (blushing annoyed):

“Tujhe set chahiye ya main?”

(Uska shoulder se halki si push maar ke peeche hoti hai)

Arjun (winking):

“Set ke saath tu mil jaaye toh bonus hai... waise bhi... Tere figure par wo ekdm fir hai

(Uska nazar thoda niche jata hai

Ammu ki waistline ki taraf)

Ammu:

“ARJUN!”

(Uske haath mein chappal nahi hoti warna maar deti… par aankhon se maar zaroor deti hai)

 Thoda pause... dono aankhon mein aankhon daalte hain

Arjun (softly):

“Ammu… mazaak kar raha hoon, lekin sach yeh hai... main tujhe roz milne ke 100 reason bana sakta hoon... par asli wajah tu hi hoti hai.”

Ammu (chup si,smile dabaate hue):

“Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai tu sirf

set lene aata hai.”

Arjun:

“Set hoon... par sirf tere saath.”

(Woh uska haath pakadta hai halki si grip, koi force nahi)

Masala Chowk – Part 2

"Haathon Mein Tera Haath, Shanu..."

Time: 1:15 PM

Location: Jaipur – Masala Chowk (Post-lunch calm, mellow sunlight, light breeze)

Slow motion mein dono nikalte hain ek golgappe wale ke pass se. Shanu abhi bhi chaat enjoy kar rahi hoti hai — uska dupatta shoulder se halka sa fisla hai aur baal thodi si messy bun mein, kuch karein uske chehre ko softly graze kar rahi hoti hain.

Zaheer usse dekhta hai, jaise usse baat karne ka mood ho hi nahi — bas dekhne ka mood ho.

Phir bina kuch kahe, Zaheer uska haath pakad leta hai.

Shanu rukti hai ek second, aankhen thodi narrow karti hai, cheek me halki si teasing wali muskan ke saath.

Toh permission lene ka irada kab tha?

Zaheer uski aankhon mein aankhen daal kar kehta hai... jab tu haath chhuda leti. Abhi toh lagta hai... tujhe bhi yeh touch pasand hai.

Shanu haath nahi chhudaati. Hassi dabaa ke ek sip chai leti hai kulhad se... aur dono ek narrow lane mein slow walk karne lagte hain.

Background mein ek stall se retro gaana bajta hai

Pehla nasha, pehla khumaar...

Dono ke kadam sync mein.

Zaheer ab Shanu ko poore lambe time se bas observe karta jaa raha hai.Uske jhumke dhoop mein hilte hain.Galle ka chhotasa heart-shaped locket halka sa chest ke paas pendulum ki tarah hil raha hai.

Baal khule hain thoda messy, thoda free.Eyes calm, cheek lightly pink, lips pe chai ki halki warmth.

Zaheer ke andar kuch soft melt karta hai.Dil mein uska ek voice-over chalne lagta hai

Yeh ladki... kabhi chaat jaisi spicy, kabhi kulfi jaisi calm. Lekin aaj... aaj toh lagta hai jaise saari duniya ko mute karke sirf isse feel karta jaaun.

Ek stall ke side mein ek bench milti hai.

Shanu baith jaati hai, uska haath ab bhi Zaheer ke haath mein hota hai.Main soch rahi thi tu busy hoga... tujhe time milega bhi ya nahi.

Zaheer uski aankhon mein directly dekhta hai

Main busy ho sakta hoon... lekin tu meri priority ban chuki hai.

Shanu thoda sharma ke neeche dekhti hai

Tu toh poetry bhi bolne laga... kya baat hai.

Zaheer thoda jhuk ke whisper karta hai

Jab muse Shanu ho... toh har line shayari ban jaati hai.

Woh dono baithe hain, haath mein haath, baatein halki, hawa halki...

Masala Chowk ke corner pe chaat ki thali khatam ho chuki haiLekin dil bhar chuka hai.Background mein ek bachcha chaat girakar ro raha hota hai…Shanu aur Zaheer dono usse dekhte hain aur haste hain.Shanu ke cheek pe dimple padta haiZaheer uske dimple ko 3-second tak gh Ghoorta rehta hai bina palke jhapkaye.Scene slowly zoom out karta hai  camera unke haath ke close-up se start hota haiAur background mein gaana fade hota hai

Scene Title: "Waqt Nikla Ja Raha Hai..."

Location: Ammu ki chhat

Time: Sunday afternoon – 2:30 PM

Ammu chhat par halki dhoop mein jhaadu lagane ka natak kar rahi thi...

Arjun halki awaz mein aata hai uske bilkul peechhe

Tu toh waaqai perfect biwi material nikli… chhat bhi chamak rahi hai, aur tu bhi.

Ammu sideways dekhti hai, eyebrows raise karti hai

Tera timing toh match fix karne jaisa hota hai... sabzi pyaaz mein tadka daala nahi ki tu tapak gaya.

Arjun uski kamar se halki si hold leke cheek se cheek lagakar kehta hai

Waise tadke ki baat tune chhedi hai... toh main bhi wahi lene aaya hoon.

Ammu uska haath softly hata ke aage badhti hai

Aisa koi deal toh nahi hua tha ki main baar baar tujhe set doongi.

Arjun uske peechhe aata hai, uska dupatta pakadta hai aur huskily bolta hai

Waqt nikal raha hai Ammu… itna torture mat kar... ek aur set dede meri jaan, warna main chhat se nahi jaaunga aaj.

Ammu turn karke uske saamne khadi hoti hai, arms cross kar ke

Jab maanga tha tab acting ki thi, ab set ki need real hai?

Arjun uski aankhon mein directly dekhta hai

Us din toh sirf acting chal rahi thi, aaj toh jazbaat bhi involved hai… aur tumhari wo pink wali chhoti si cheez… bhool gaya tu, woh meri neend uda le gayi thi.

Ammu cheek blush se bhari hoti hai… uski aankhen chhupana chahti hai, lekin ek light smile control nahi hoti.

Arjun dheere se uska haath pakadta hai

Tera bas chale toh tu mujhe bina oxygen ke chhod de... par main toh zinda rehna chahta hoon… mere lungs ko chahiye woh pink set ki hawa.

Ammu hansi rok ke kehti hai

Tujhse bada nautanki maine nahi dekha… waise bhi, main koi weekly lingerie delivery service thodi hoon.

Arjun uska haath kheench kar usse thoda aur paas karta hai

Nahi… tu toh meri special edition exclusive model hai… limited stock, lifetime ke liye.

Ammu uski aankhon mein dekhti hai… phir uske chest par thodi si thap thap karti hai

Main dekh rahi hoon tu kahaan tak jaata hai. Par yeh sab romantic dialogues, yaad rakhna… bill ke saath interest lagega.

Arjun uski kamar ke dono taraf apne haath rakhta hai, halki si grip mein

Main ready hoon… interest samet, principal bhi deta hoon. Bas tu ek baar haan keh de.

Ammu ke lips thoda tremble karte hain… vo kuch bolti nahi… sirf aankhon se kehti hai — you’re too much.

Aur Arjun uski aankhon mein jhuk kar fasa hua whisper karta hai

Tere liye… always.

Camera slowly zoom out karta hai... Ammu ki chhat se upar ke aasman tak...

Beech mein sirf ek chhota sa moment... do log... ek chhupke chhupke chal rahi mohabbat.

[i]Yeh kaisa ehsaas hai... jo tujh mein base rahe...[/i]

Time: Sunday afternoon

Ammu chhat par halki dhoop mein jhaadu lagane ka natak kar rahi thi...

Arjun halki awaz mein aata hai uske bilkul peechhe

Tu toh waaqai perfect biwi material nikli… chhat bhi chamak rahi hai, aur tu bhi.

Ammu sideways dekhti hai, eyebrows raise karti hai

Tera timing toh match fix karne jaisa hota hai... sabzi pyaaz mein tadka daala nahi ki tu tapak gaya.

Arjun uski kamar se halki si hold leke cheek se cheek lagakar kehta hai

Waise tadke ki baat tune chhedi hai... toh main bhi wahi lene aaya hoon.

Ammu uska haath softly hata ke aage badhti hai

Aisa koi deal toh nahi hua tha ki main baar baar tujhe set doongi.

Arjun uske peechhe aata hai, uska dupatta pakadta hai aur huskily bolta hai

Waqt nikal raha hai Ammu… itna torture mat kar... ek aur set dede meri jaan, warna main chhat se nahi jaaunga aaj.

Ammu turn karke uske saamne khadi hoti hai, arms cross kar ke

Jab maanga tha tab acting ki thi, ab set ki need real hai?

Arjun uski aankhon mein directly dekhta hai

Us din toh sirf acting chal rahi thi, aaj toh jazbaat bhi involved hai… aur tumhari wo pink wali chhoti si cheez… bhool gaya tu, woh meri neend uda le gayi thi.

Ammu cheek blush se bhari hoti hai… uski aankhen chhupana chahti hai, lekin ek light smile control nahi hoti.

Arjun dheere se uska haath pakadta hai

Tera bas chale toh tu mujhe bina oxygen ke chhod de... par main toh zinda rehna chahta hoon… mere lungs ko chahiye woh pink set ki hawa.

Ammu hansi rok ke kehti hai

Tujhse bada nautanki maine nahi dekha… waise bhi, main koi weekly lingerie delivery service thodi hoon.

Arjun uska haath kheench kar usse thoda aur paas karta hai

Nahi… tu toh meri special edition exclusive model hai… limited stock, lifetime ke liye.

Ammu uski aankhon mein dekhti hai… phir uske chest par thodi si thap thap karti hai

Main dekh rahi hoon tu kahaan tak jaata hai. Par yeh sab romantic dialogues, yaad rakhna… bill ke saath interest lagega.

Arjun uski kamar ke dono taraf apne haath rakhta hai, halki si grip mein

Main ready hoon… interest samet, principal bhi deta hoon. Bas tu ek baar haan keh de.

Ammu ke lips thoda tremble karte hain… vo kuch bolti nahi… sirf aankhon se kehti hai — you’re too much.

Aur Arjun uski aankhon mein jhuk kar fasa hua whisper karta hai

Tere liye… always.

Camera slowly zoom out karta hai... Ammu ki chhat se upar ke aasman tak...

[i]Beech mein sirf ek chhota sa moment... do log... ek chhupke chhupke chal rahi mohabbat.[/i]

[i]Location: Jaipur outskirts highway, near Nahargarh foothills[/i]

Backdrop: Late-afternoon golden sunlight, open roads, cool breeze

Bike ke ignition ka halkasa mechanical vibration… Zaheer ne handle tight pakda hua hai, aur uski aankhen straight road pe focused hain.

Peechhe Shanu slowly aake baithi hai, pehle thoda gap chhod ke. Uske baal halki breeze mein udd rahe hain, dupatta loosely lapeta hua hai.

Zaheer ne rearview mirror se ek baar dekha, par kuch bola nahi.

Shanu ki aankhen helmet ke andar se bhi expressive thi – soft… slightly nervous… lekin intentionally unaware.

Bike start hoti hai… pehle gear… second gear… speed badhti hai.

Slow Motion Begins

Shanu ka body weight thoda se shift hota hai — aur achanak…

Uske dono haath aake softly Zaheer ki waist ko grip kar lete hain.

Zaheer ka dil ek second skip karta hai. Uska poora torso halkasa tight ho jata hai, jaise kisi ne ek hi pal mein uske andar hawa bhar di ho.

Uske andar ek internal monologue chalu hota hai:

Yeh toh maine socha nahi tha… shayad sirf ride samjha tha, par yeh… yeh toh kuch aur hai.

Shanu ka chin uski peeth ke just upar tikta hai, aur breeze mein uske perfume ki halka sa whiff Zaheer tak pahuchti hai… wohi pehla waala jasmine aur musk jaisa soft scent.

Zaheer slow kar deta hai bike… jaan bujh kar.

Ek side se dhoop uski aankhon mein lagti hai… lekin usse parwah nahi.

Uska dhyan sirf ek jagah hai — Shanu ke haathon ke pressure mein.

Shanu softly puchti hai

Ruk kyun gaya?

Zaheer bina peeche dekhe bolta hai

Lagta hai brakes bhi jealous ho gaye… tujhe feel karne se pehle ruka diya mujhe.

Shanu blush kar jaati hai… lekin apna grip aur tight karti hai.

Bike ek open road par badhti hai… camera upar se track karta hai —

Do bodies ek dusre se quietly fused, koi shabd nahi… koi zyada harkat nahi… sirf hawa, dhoop, aur ek chhupi si chemistry.

Zaheer’s POV (Internal Voice)

Tu kahin bhi chali ja Shanu… par ab jab tu itni paas hai, lagta hai tujhe chhod doon toh sab kuch chhoot jaayega.

Bike door jaa rahi hai... aur camera Shanu ke dupatte ko hawa mein udte hue track karta hai.

Uske jhumke thoda hilte hain… zaheer ke kaan tak jaake kabhi kabhi tik-tik karte hain…

Ek rhythm ban rahi hai – speed ki, emotion ki, chemistry ki.

[i]Scene fade hota hai.[/i]

[i]Location: Ammu ka ghar – chhat se uske kamre tak[/i]

Backdrop: Golden hour, chhat ki deewar pe dhoop ka halka sa naqsh, aur unke beech ka charged sa silence

Ammu deewar se tikke khadi thi… Arjun uske bilkul saamne, dono ke beech sirf ek step ka faasla.

Aankhon mein halka sa gussa… lekin zidd zyada thi.

Arjun ne halki si cheeky tone mein bola

Ab to hadd ho gayi Ammu… kab se tu sirf promise pe promise de rahi hai… main koi dummy boyfriend hoon kya?

Ammu uski taraf dekh ke smirk karti hai

Kya karein... tu bhi toh har baat par set maangta hai… kabhi kapde, kabhi pyar, kabhi vaada. Hisaab rakhna mushkil ho gaya hai.

Arjun thoda aage badh kar uski aankhon mein jhaankta hai

Is baar vaada nahi… reward chahiye. Live delivery.

Ammu aankhen half-close karke, slow tone mein kehti hai

Tujhe lagta hai main itni aasani se de dungi?

Arjun thoda sarcastic bolta hai

Acha… abhi tak toh lag raha tha ki tu bhi chah rahi hai… par bas tadpaane mein maza le rahi hai.

Ammu sharma ke aankhen neeche karti hai, lekin wo blush aur tease dono mix hota hai.

Arjun ka patience ab chhil chuka tha.

Suddenly… ek flow mein… bina zyada soch ke Arjun aage badhta hai, apne dono haathon se Ammu ki kamar ko pakadta hai… aur usse godh mein utha leta hai.

Ammu ek halki si chhoti cheekh nikalti hai

Arjun… pagal ho gaya hai kya?

Lekin uski aankhon mein dar nahi… sirf wo sparkle thi — wohi thrill wali.

Godh mein uthate waqt ek second ke liye dono ki aankhen perfectly sync ho jaati hai… ek dum still… ek dum intense…

Us pal mein cheekh, sharmaahat, gussa… sab dissolve ho jaata hai.

Aur phir…

Wahi ek romantic smile… dono ke lips pe ek saath — bina kisi shabd ke.

Arjun kehta hai

Bas… ab is baar chhupa ke nahi… uthake le jaa raha hoon… direct room tak.

Ammu kuch nahi kehti… bas uske neck pe apne haath rakh ke balance karti hai, lekin uski aankhen baar baar Arjun ke chehre ko dekhti hai jaise wo bhi is plan ka part ho chuki ho.

Arjun kadam kadam chalte hue uske room ki taraf badhta hai…

Neeche se Asma ki awaz aati hai

Ammu… sabzi mein namak dal diya?

Ammu Arjun ke kaan ke paas jaake whisper karti hai

Namak toh main tere zakhmon mein dalungi agar kisi ne dekh liya…

Arjun hasti aankhon se bolta hai

Phir toh chhupke le jaane ka hi maza hai baby…

Camera unke pichhe se track karta hai —

Ammu Arjun ki godh mein… uske dupatte ka ek kona hawa mein udd raha hai… aur uske cheek pe blush ki laali chamak rahi hai.

[i]Arjun quietly gate close karta hai… aur room ke darwaze tak pahuchta hai.[/i]

[i]Nahargarh Par Iqraar”[/i]

Location: Nahargarh Fort – Sunset Point

Time: Sunday – 6:45 PM

Backdrop: Suraj dhal raha hai, Jaipur ke skyline par orange aur pink rang bikhar rahe hain. Thandi hawa chal rahi hai, jisme Shanu ka dupatta udta jaa raha hai…

Dono hilltop ke edge par khade hain. Neeche pura Jaipur chamak raha hai – jaise sheher ne khud apne liye roshni pahen li ho.

Lekin dono bas chup chap lagta hai ki dono ki baatein pure din me khatm si ho gayi hai, idhar shanu kisi wait me ki yeh bol kyu nahi raha or idhar zaheer apni hi hesitation me lekin uske mann me bhi yeh iraada ki aaj ise yeh dikhana hai ki boring nahi roaring hu wo ek look shanu ko deta hai hai jaise ki use kuch idea mil gaya ho

Zaheer dono haath spread karke hawa mein cheekhta hai

immmmm maaddddd abouutttt youuuuuuu shannnnuuuuuuu, iiiii loveeeeeeeeeee youuuuuuuuu shannnnaaayaaaaaa sinnnghhhhhhhhh

Loud. Clear. Pure madness ke saath.

Shanu palat kar uska muh dekhti hai, aankhen wide open… lips pe disbelief wala smile. Jaise ki usne kabhi yeh expect Kiya hi na ho

Woh 2 steps peeche hoti hai, lekin dil se do kadam aage…

Uska gala bhar aata hai.

Phir wo bhi dono haath hawa mein utha kar cheekhti hai

Mainnnn bhhhhhi pyaaaaaar kaaaaaarti hoooooon tujjjjjjhse Zaheeeeeeeer qureshhhhhiiiiiii ! Samjha? Zaheer!!

Tears + smile + hawa = ek cinematic explosion

Dono ikdum se hanste lagte hain — shayad apni madness pe… ya is cheesy filmi moment pe… ya khud pe… ya us pyaar pe jo finally… bol diya gaya.

Zaheer slowly uske paas aata hai… Shanu uski taraf dekhti hai… aur iss baar, wo typical Shanu wali awkwardness nahi hoti —

Iss baar aankhon mein complete certainty hoti hai.

Zaheer ke lips slightly part hote hain kuch kehne ko…

Shanu ke lips thoda tremble karte hain…

But kuch kaha nahi jaata.

Dono ke beech ka faasla sirf kuch centimeters ka reh jaata hai…

Shanu ke baal halki breeze mein hilte hain, dupatta upar uddta hai jaise scene ki background dancer ban gaya ho.

Slow Motion

Unka eye contact toot'ta nahi.

Zaheer apna haath Shanu ke cheek tak le jaata hai…

Aur dheere se uske lips pe apne lips le aata hai.

Koi sudden jerk nahi… koi aggressive pull nahi…

Bas ek gentle, pehla pyaar wala kiss — full of warmth and quiet passion.

Wide Drone Shot:

Sunset backdrop.

Nahargarh Fort ka ancient pabangt.

Do silhouettes — ek kiss mein frozen.

Aur hawa mein udta hua ek red dupatta…

Or pichhe fireworks hota hua

Scene slowly fade out hota hai…

Aur ek soft background score bajta hai…

[i]Tu hi meri shab hai subah hai ka bgm[/i]

[i]Location: Ammu ka Room – Late Afternoon[/i]

Time: 4:30 PM

Backdrop: Hawa me naram dhoop ka chhata, khidkiyon se andar aa raha halka sa breeze. Room me ek sukoon bhari khamoshi, sirf fan ki halki ghoomti awaaz…

Ammu wardrobe ke saamne khadi thi.

Uska ek haath almari ke handle par… doosre se kapdo ke hangers ko ek ek karke aage kar rahi thi.

Badbadati ja rahi thi, zara annoyed tone me…

Pata nahi kya obsession hai iska…

Phir se wahi… wahi cheez…

Matlab koi aur gift maangta hai... yeh to direct kapdon ka demand list le aata hai.

Uske baal halki si ponytail me the, lekin kuch strands neck ke paas nikal aaye the.

Wardrobe se halki halki kapdo ki khusboo aa rahi thi.

Peeche se Arjun Sirf apni aankhon se use absorb karta hai…

Uski aankhen Ammu ki neck pe tik jaati hain…

Woh jhumka jo thoda hil raha hai fan ki hawa se…

Woh halka sa back ka curve…

Woh expression jo thoda annoyed tha, lekin cheek pe ek blush chhupa hua tha.

Arjun dheere se aage badhta hai. Koi noise nahi karta.

Uska haath pehle Ammu ke kandhe tak jaata hai… phir pyaar se uski kamar ko piche se pakadta hai.

Ammu ek second ke liye hilti hai…

Phir uski saari badbad band ho jaati hai.

Woh bas saans andar kheenchti hai.

Arjun ka cheek uske neck ke paas aata hai. Awaaz naram, almost whisper jaisa…

Itna toh tu ziddi hai… par dekh… de rahi hai.

Ammu halki si smile karti hai…

Uska haath still wardrobe ke andar hota hai, lekin ab kapde dhundhne ka act slow ho chuka hai.

Arjun uske thode aur kareeb aata hai…

Uske dono haath ab Ammu ki kamar ke dono sides pe gently lock ho jaate hain.

Ammu, jo usually kuch na kuch bolti rehti thi, iss baar bas aankhen bandh kar leti hai.

Uska cheekh nahi, uska gussa nahi… bas ek silence.

Jo keh raha tha ki usse bhi yeh moment chahiye tha… shayad pehle se bhi zyada.

Arjun ke lips uske hairline ke paas aate hain…

Uska cheek bas lightly brush hota hai Ammu ke cheek se…

Koi kiss nahi… koi loud action nahi…

Sirf woh sannaata jisme sirf ehsaas ki awaaz hoti hai.

Ammu ke lips pe ek soft si muskaan phir se aati hai.

Arjun uske kaan ke piche ek chota sa kiss karta hai or ammu ek sigh leti hai arjun ke hath uski body se fisalte huye uski thighs tak aate hai or fir ek hath se arjun usko palat deta hai kamar pakad kar

Ammu sidha arjun ke gale lag jati hai or uska face arjun ke sine me hota hai or arjun uske neck ke paas kiss karna start karta hai

Ammu ki sigh badhti jati hai or arjun uski chin utha kar uska face upar karta hai or fir ek kiss

Dono ke lips aapas mein chipak jate hai dono ek dusre ko jese khane lagte hai ammu or arjun ki dono ki aankhein ab band hoti hai or arjun ka hath ammu ki thighs se upar hota hua uski kamar tak aata hai ammu or arjun dono ke lips slow me jaise sync ho rahe ho or dono ek dusre ko jaise aaj bakhshne ke mood me na ho lekin is intimacy me bhi unka kiss soft or feeling wala tha pyaar wali feeling na ki koi hawas jo dono mita rahe ho

Arjun apna uski kamar se thoda move karke uske pait tak lata hai ammu ko bhi uska touch ab comfort de raha tha or dono ke honth ek dusre ke hontho ko puri tarah gila kar chuke they

Arjun ka hath uske pait se thoda upar ki taraf upar niche hote huye left boobs se bas ek inch ki doori par tha or arjun uska down bra design feel kar chuka tha ki niche se asma ki tez aawaz aati hai

Asma

Ammu, niche aa rahi hai ya main ab upar aau, aadhe ghante se bula rahi hu

Ammu ek second ke liye apni aankhein arjun se milati hai kiss karte huye or fir ek deep kiss or ek cut arjun ke lips par arjun jhalla kar usse apne lips alag karta hai or ammu uski taraf dekh kar ek naughty smile karti hai arjun bhi usse nazreinn milata hai or uske chehre par bhi ek smile aa jati hai sukoon wali smile

Ammu ki nazrein nichi hoti hai to Arjun uski nazro ka picha karta hai or camera niche hota hai to Arjun dekhta hai ammu ke hath me uske wo pink bra panty jo thode purane se ho gaye the arjun jaldi se unhe jhapatta hai or ammu ki nazar arjun par jati hai or arjun unhe leke bhag jata hai chhat ke rastey se

[i]Ammu ke chehre par ek smile aati hai or uski saansein abhi bhi upar niche ho rahi thi[/i]

[Greenwood]

Please avoid the timeline in the previous update, I did not have time to write it properly,

Note:- Ammu's entire scene is completed in just half or quarter hour and Shanu's continues till evening

[Anum sheikh]

Omg, update khtam huwa to hosh Aya me to Khoo gai is sary scene me.
Finally Zaheer ka radio baj radio Mirchi

[Greenwood]

Omg, update khtam huwa to hosh Aya me to Khoo gai is sary scene me.
Finally Zaheer ka radio baj radio Mirchi

That's for my daily readers 
❣️

[Kuchnahi24]

Sukoon… i

[Greenwood]

Update 46




Location: College Ground ke paas Notice Board
Time: 9:00 AM – Monday Morning
College ke ground pe thoda hustle chal raha hai. Notice board ke paas crowd lagta jaa raha hai. Football trial list update hui hai. Taz sabse pehle notice board tak pohachta hai  sunglasses pehne hue, ek chewing gum chabaate hue.

Taz
Oye... ye kyaaa... Zaheer bhai ne naam hata liya?!
(Uska chewing gum slow ho jaata hai, jaise time freeze kar diya ho)

Nikhat(Arms crossed, board ke saamne khadi)
Haan. List mein clearly missing hai. Arjun ka naam hai… Zaheer ka nahi.

Shanu(Thoda shock mein, aankhen faili hui) Kya? Par usne toh itni mehnat ki thi... Achanak?

Arjun(Side se walk karta hua aata hai, thoda sarcastic tone mein)
Shaayad ground pe khud se hi ladte ladte thak gaya hoga…

Taz(Zooming in dramatically)
Drama hai boss… ya toh pyaar ka pressure… ya system ka sadma!

Nikhat(Coldly)
Focus kar Taz… tumhara naam aaya hai kya?

Taz(Looking at board)
Kya naam kya badnaam mere toh sirf dreams mein selection hota hai!

Shanu(Ammu ke paas jaake softly)
Tumhe kuch pata hai kya Kyun kiya usne aisa?

Ammu (Shoulders tight, face composed)
Nahi… lekin shaayad kisi aur cheez ka zyada weight ho gaya hoga uske liye.

Arjun (Side glance deta hai Ammu ko)
Haan. kabhi kabhi kuch log team ke bajaye... emotions ke liye match chhod dete hain.

Taz(Hands on hips)
Oye... yeh sports trial hai ya heartbreak championship?

Nikhat(Looking at him straight-faced)
Tumhare liye toh har cheez comedy show hai…

Taz(Lifting imaginary mic)
Ladies and gentlemen… main hoon heartbreak Singh, aur yeh hai Zaheer ka silent exit drama!

Shanu(Slow smile ke saath, Zaheer ki taraf dekhti hai jo thoda distance pe khada hota hai)
Silent… par sab sun sakte hain.

Zaheer(Distance se sabko dekhte hue, aankhen Arjun pe tikti hai. Smile karta hai. Jaise keh raha ho
game toh chhoda hai… lekin khel ab bhi zinda hai.)

Ammu, Arjun aur Zaheer teen alag alag corners mein… par vibe ek hi silent rivalry and rising tension.



Location: College Library – Second Floor, Back Corner Window Seat
Time: 11:45 AM
Library ka ek purana wooden bench... dono taraf books stacked hain, beech mein ek table, jiske neeche dono ke haath jud jaate hain. Shanu aur Zaheer ek dusre ke samne baithe hain, lekin baatein aankhon se ho rahi hain.

Shanu(Slowly uska haath pakad ke)
Main nahi janna chahti thi ki tune team se naam kyu wapas liya…
(She squeezes his hand gently)
Mujhe bas itna maloom hai ki tu jo bhi faisla le… main uske sath hoon.

Zaheer(Uski taraf dekhta hai, aankhon mein guilt aur shukriya dono)
Kabhi kabhi... kisi cheez se pyaar karte hue bhi usse chhod dena padta hai…

Shanu(Lightly)
Aur kabhi kabhi… kisi se door hote hue bhi uska haath chhodna nahi padta
Zaheer uski baat sunke ek chhoti si smile deta hai… jaise kisi ne andar chalte tufaan ko ek second ke liye pause kar diya ho.

Zaheer(Soft tone mein)
Tu jab mere aas paas hoti hai na… toh sab kuch theek lagta hai…
(Main, meri life… mera control)

Shanu(Main aankhon mein aankhon daal ke)
Toh bas... mujhe aas paas rakh
(Uska thumb uske knuckles par gently rub karta hai)

Dono ke beech ek pal ke liye complete silence hota hai. Window se dhoop seedha unpe padti hai — dono ka face golden glow mein aata hai. Zaheer uski taraf jhukta hai… thoda aur paas...

Zaheer(Pure honesty ke saath)
Mujhe laga tha main emotions se door reh sakta hoon
Lekin tu… tu sab kuch tod ke andar ghus gayi hai Shanu

Shanu (Whispering)
Aur ab?

Zaheer
Ab toh main chaahta hoon ki tu har jagah ho… har match ke baad… har haar ke baad… har jeet ke pehle
Shanu ke lips thode vibrate karte hain… aankhon mein halki nami… lekin expression mein bas ek sukoon.

Shanu (Main bas hoon… tujhmein)
Zaheer uska haath table ke upar kheench leta hai… dono ke haath ab openly table pe hain — fingers locked.
Background mein library ke clock ka tik-tik… aur books ke pages palatne ki halki si awaaz… par in dono ke beech mein sirf ek baat — I see you.
Scene slow zoom out karta hai… window ke paar se ek halki hawa ka jhonka aata hai… Shanu ke baal udte hain… aur Zaheer bas use dekhta rehta hai.

Canteen Confrontation – Zaheer vs Arjun

Location: College Canteen, 1:15 PM
Vibe: Casual noise, table pe coke bottles, par hawa mein garmi hai
Arjun ek corner table pe casually baitha hota hai, ek hand se chips chaba raha hota hai, dusre haath se football ka stat sheet dekh raha hota hai. Tabhi door se Zaheer canteen me enter karta hai. Dono ki aankhen milti hain.

Zaheer
(Seedha uske table ki taraf aate hue)
Toh… captain ban gaya tu?

Arjun
(Leaning back, smirking)
Kya karein… jab best player retire kar jaye, toh second-best ko hi aage badhna padta hai.
Zaheer aankh mein aankh daal ke khada hota hai, hands folded, tone calm but sharp.

Zaheer
Retire nahi… break liya hai
Farq samajh le, Arjun

Arjun
Break toh breaks mein hota hai… match se pehle quit karna loser mentality hoti hai

Zaheer
(Low voice, almost whisper)
Main match se nahi… kuch aur cheezon se lad raha hoon
Tu nahi samjhega… kyunki tere liye sab sirf game hai

Arjun
(Laughs coldly, wiping his hand with tissue)
Game bhi… aur prize bhi
Aur main dono jeetne ke liye khela karta hoon

Zaheer
Prize?
(Looks away for a second, then smirks)
Prize waise milta hai… jise uski kadar ho

Canteen mein halki silence ho jaati hai. Taz door se dono ko dekhta hai aur apne coke ka can slowly neeche rakhta hai jaise koi scene shoot hone wala ho.

Arjun
(Leaning forward, slow whisper)
Prize par pehla haq jeet ka hota hai
Aur main haar nahi maanta
Zaheer ke jaw tight hote hain, par wo kuch nahi bolta. Sirf ek look deta hai jaise keh raha ho  yeh khatam nahi hua.
Zaheer palat ke chala jaata hai.

Taz
(Aate hi coke sip lete hue)
Oye oye… baat ho rahi thi ya aankh micholi chal rahi thi?

Arjun
(Looking away, still locked in thought)
Bas… rivalries ka naya chapter shuru hua hai

Arjun Finds Out – Zaheer Quit the Team
Location: Same day – Football Ground ke locker room area
Time: 4:00 PM
Team ki notice board list update ho chuki hai. Arjun trial ke baad towel shoulder pe daale walk karta hua board ke paas aata hai. List padhta hai… ek second ke liye ruk jaata hai.

Arjun
(Reading under his breath)
Zaheer… naam gayab?
Uska mood ekdum change hota hai. Ball ko neeche se uthata hai, wall pe thokta hai.

Arjun
(To himself)
Bhaag gaya… typical
Tabhi Taz peechhe se aata hai, chip packet leke.

Taz
Tension kyu hai bro? List mein tu toh top par hai na…

Arjun
(Still looking at board)
Haan… par opponent nahi mila toh jeetne ka maza nahi aata

Taz
Oye, tu toh movie villain ban gaya hai...
“Agar main jeeta… toh kis se jeeta?”

Arjun
Us se… jo haar maanta hi nahi tha
(Softly)
Aur ab… saala chhod ke chala gaya
Uska hand tightly band hota hai… lekin aankhon mein sirf ek spark — Challenge accepted type.

Taz
Bhai, lagta hai tu team ka captain kam… revenge ka soldier zyada lag raha hai

Arjun
(Smirking)
Captain hoon… aur rival bhi
Next move meri hogi
Scene zoom out karta hai – canteen ke intense look, locker room ka silent revenge vow...

Location: College Campus – Library ke peeche chhota garden, shaam ke 4:45 baje ka waqt

Vibe: Light breeze, dhoop patton ke beech se chhanni hui, thoda secluded area jahan sirf dono bhai-behen ek bench par baithe hain
Ammu ek chhoti si diary apne haathon mein ghuma rahi hoti hai. Zaheer chhupchaap baaju mein baitha hota hai. Dono ke beech kuch der tak khamoshi hoti hai, sirf hawa ka sound.

Ammu
(Us diary ko thoda tight pakadti hai, phir dheere se bolti hai)
Mujhe pata hai tune apna naam wapas liya hai… team se
Zaheer kuch nahi bolta. Sirf saamne dekh raha hota hai. Eyes calm, lekin andar kuch chal raha hai.

Ammu
Sab pooch rahe hain… log speculate kar rahe hain
Par mujhe kisi ne bataya nahi.
Mujhe tere chehre se samajh aaya.

Zaheer
(Slow nod ke saath, voice low aur steady)
Kuch decisions explanation ke liye nahi hote
Kabhi kabhi insaan ko rukna padta hai, sirf dekhne ke liye ki uska dil kis taraf ja raha hai

Ammu thoda confuse hoti hai, lekin samajhne ki koshish mein uski aankhon mein garmahat hoti hai.

Ammu
Tujhe pata hai na… log kahenge ki Zaheer haar gaya… Zaheer back out kar gaya

Zaheer
(Uski aankhon mein bhari honesty)
Agar haarne se kisi ke bed book me aa jate to yeh duniya hi kya hogi

Ammu ka gala thoda bhar aata hai, aankhon mein nami si aati hai… phir vo dheere se uska haath pakad leti hai.

Ammu
Tujhe pata hai… main duniya ke sab ladkiyon se alag isliye hoon
Kyuki meri zindagi mein ek aisa bhai hai
Jisne kabhi mujhe majboor nahi kiya, sirf samjha

Zaheer uski taraf dekhta hai… phir gentle sa laugh karta hai.

Zaheer
Aur tu meri behen nahi hoti… toh main kab ka wrestler ban chuka hota
Na feelings, na confusion… sirf ring aur dhoop

Ammu
(Diary band karke, uske kandhe par sir rakhte hue)
Tere faisle pe main kuch nahi bolungi bhai…
Kyuki tu jo karta hai… dil se karta hai
Aur tujhmein woh shakal hai… jo kabhi jhooth nahi bolti
Zaheer slowly uske head pe haath rakhta hai, jaise uski protection ka assurance de raha ho.

Zaheer
Tu mere liye chhoti behen se zyada hai, Ammu
Tu meri zimmedari nahi, mera fakhar hai

dono ek bench par baithe hain, ek strong silent comfort mein — aur patton ke beech se dhoop un par pad rahi hai jaise nature bhi is bond ko salute kar raha ho.

Location: Arjun ka ghar – drawing room, shaam ke 6:45 baje ka waqt

Background: Ghar me shaanti hai, Madhu kitchen me busy hai, Pratap balcony me newspaper padh rahe hain. Drawing room me sirf Arjun aur Shanu. TV off. Light orange lamp ka soft glow.
Shanu sofa par casually bethi hoti hai, phone scroll karte hue. Arjun kitchen se aata hai, ek biscuit ka dabba le kar, aur uske saamne couch par baith jaata hai. Uski aankhen thodi narrowed hoti hain, jaise scan kar raha ho.

Arjun
Kal tu ghar par poore din thi hi nahi.
Aur tujhe call kiya toh ya toh busy… ya silent.
Shopping mall mein Wi-Fi bhi khatam ho gaya tha kya?
Shanu ek second ke liye stiff hoti hai, lekin phir expression normal kar leti hai, aur thoda stretch karti hai arms ko.

Shanu
Arey haan yaar… Priya ke saath gayi thi
Uski engagement aa rahi hai, lehenga dekhne thi
Tu toh jaanta hi hai, ladkiyon ka shopping matlab… time travel
Wapas aaye toh 8 baj gaye the

Arjun ek biscuit chabata hai, aankhen us par tiki hoti hain, jaise ki jhoot se uska chip-chip nikal dega.

Arjun
Lehenga dekhne mein itna glow kaise aaya hai chehre par?
Aur tujhe kya zarurat thi Priya ke sath designer blouse try karne ki?
Shanu thoda chauk kar dekhti hai uski taraf, fir awkwardly laugh karne lagti hai.

Shanu
Areee woh… shop wale ne bola ki "sample blouse sab pe check karwate hain", so I just..

Shanu ka smile freeze ho jata hai. Uski aankhon mein ek second ke liye halke guilt ka sparkle hota hai, lekin wo quickly recover kar leti hai.

Shanu
Aree tu writer hai, aur detective bhi lagta hai ab
Chhod na, Priya ki kasam… pura din uske saath thi
Ab mere words pe bharosa karega ya Priya ki engagement card dikhaun?

Arjun thoda narrow-eyed smile deta hai, jaise ki “acha, chal rehne de”.

lekin usi waqt Madhu ki awaaz aati hai kitchen se ki dinner ready hai.
Scene cut hota hai – Arjun toh shayad maan gaya… lekin audience jaanti hai ki Shanu ki “shopping” uska sabse personal purchase tha – ek naya rishta.



Location: Shanu ka room – raat ke 11:45 baje
Setting: Kamra halka dark hai, ek side lamp ka soft orange glow. Shanu apne bed par lete hue chhat ki taraf dekh rahi hoti hai, aankhon mein kuch palon ki baarish jhalak rahi hoti hai. Uska haath apne cheek ke paas ruka hota hai… jaise abhi bhi woh touch wahan mehsoos ho raha ho.
Aankhen bandh hoti hain… aur flashback chal padta hai…
Flashback: Nahargarh Fort – golden hour mein
Dhoop dhal rahi hoti hai. Pura Jaipur neeche chamak raha hai. Hawa tez chal rahi hai, Shanu ka dupatta udta hai.
Dono – Zaheer aur Shanu – fort ki boundary par khade hote hain, peeth se camera angle, sirf silhouettes. Aasman laal peele rangon se bhar gaya hota hai.

Shanu
(saas andar lete hue)
I love you Zaheer!

Zaheer
(thoda aur unchi awaaz mein, haath hawa mein uchhalte hue)
I love you Shanuuu!
Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekh kar hans padte hain. Hansi thodi der chalti hai… phir ruk jaati hai.
Ek gehra sa eye contact hota hai… aur ek pal… wo pal… ruk jaata hai.
Shanu ka dupatta hawa mein udta hai… Zaheer uske ek step kareeb hota hai. Shanu apni aankhen thodi naram karti hai, sir halka sa jhukati hai…

Zaheer
(softly, bilkul kareeb)
Ab aur kuch kehna baaki hai?

Shanu
(slow whisper)
Nahi… bas mehsoos karna baaki tha
Dono ek dusre ke kareeb jhukte hain… hawa tez hoti ja rahi hoti hai… aur camera bas unke silhouette ko capture karta hai.
Kiss hota hai… koi shabd nahi… sirf hawa ka shor… aur ek wide shot mein Shanu ka dupatta ek baar fir se hawa mein poori tarah lehrata hai…
Back to Present: Shanu’s Room
Shanu aankhen bandh kiye padhi hoti hai… halki si blush karte hue.
Uske hothon pe ek curve hai… smile aur shyness ke beech ka.
Woh halki si sigh leti hai… fir aankhen kholti hai aur us lamp ki roshni me ek soft whisper jaise khud se bolti hai...

Shanu
Bas... ab isse zyada kya maangu...
Scene fade hota hai… lamp ke golden glow par… aur ek soft instrumental violin bgm play karta hai…

Location: Arjun ka ghar – Kitchen area, morning 9:00 AM

Madhu gas pe tawa chala rahi hoti hai, ek haath se paratha palat rahi hai aur doosre haath se WhatsApp pe kisi aunty group ka good morning message forward kar rahi hoti hai. Arjun ready ho kar aata hai, ek shoulder pe college bag aur haath mein tight roll ki gayi jeans aur kuch kapde.

Arjun

Maa yeh jeans aur kuch kapde dhulne de raha hoon… kal ke match mein poora mitti mein lathpat ho gaya tha.

Madhu (jeans lete hue, thoda suspicious expression ke saath)
Itni tight roll? Beta... kapde de raha hai ya koi daku ka khazana chhupa ke laaya hai?

Arjun (halki nervous smile deta hai)
Arey maa... jeans hai, koi black money nahi... style hai yeh!

Madhu
Style? Pehle hi warning de rahi hoon, agar kisi pocket se gutkha, pyaar patr, ya kuch aur nikal gaya na... toh saara ghar terrace pe daal dungi dhone ke liye.

Arjun (hassi dabaate hue)
Relax maa... sirf mitti aur thodi si... bas mitti hi hai.

Madhu
Hmm... achha chal, tere kapde main machine mein daal rahi hoon, par agar kuch phata nikla na toh samajh le... maa se nahi, washing machine se pitwayungi!

Arjun
Washing machine se? Kya tum dono ne naya alliance banaya hai?

Madhu (chappal thoda adjust karti hai)
Bana lungi agar zarurat padi toh. Chal nikal, hero banne ka time ho gaya hai tera!

Arjun (laugh karte hue nikalta hai)
Main to chappal mein bhi hero hoon maa… chalta hoon, love you!



Scene : "Romance aur Jeans ki Tension"
Location: College Garden – 11:30 AM

Arjun aur Ammu ek secluded bench par baithe hote hain, dono ke haath ek dusre ke haath mein. Weather halka cloudy, lekin vibe romantic. Ammu ek light blue kurta mein, Arjun white T-shirt aur joggers mein.

Ammu
Ek baat bolun?

Arjun
Bas ek

Ammu
Haan, filhaal ek. Tu mere set ka karta kya hai? Har baar ek naya… rakhta kahan hai?

Arjun
Kya karun… tu de deti hai main le leta hoon... mera dil nahi maanta mana karne ko.

Ammu
Pakka? Sirf dil nahi maanta ya kuch aur bhi?

Arjun (laugh karte hue)
Set special hai… isliye... special jagah mein rakhta hoon… heart ke paas.

Ammu
Kahin fridge mein toh nahi rakh diya?

(Arjun haas raha hota hai, lekin achanak freeze ho jaata hai. Uski aankhen gol ho jaati hain.)

Ammu (confused)
Kya hua?

Arjun
Woh... woh set... meri jeans ke andar tha…

Ammu
Aur?

Arjun
Wahi jeans… jo main maa ko de aaya dhone ke liye!

Ammu(slap arjun or shoulder)
Tera matlab... Mummy?

(Arjun ki halat aise ho jaati hai jaise kisi ne uska parcel COD ke bajaye open delivery mein bhej diya ho.)

Arjun
Mujhe turant nikalna hoga… Mission: Bachao Set 007.

(Cut to…)

Mummy vs bra-panty
Location: Arjun ke ghar – 12:00 PM

Arjun ki bike full speed se rukti hai. Uski halat aise jaise koi final round mein dance step bhool gaya ho. Seedha bedroom ki taraf bhagta hai. Jaise hi wo bedroom ke paas aata hai, Madhu andar enter hi kar rahi hoti hai, jeans uthate waqt.

Arjun
Maa maa maa! Ek minute! Bathroom mein paani chal raha hai! Flood aa gaya!

Madhu
Toh pehle warning kyun nahi di? Jeans lene aayi thi…

Arjun (chappal bhi utare bina bedroom me ghus ke jeans kheechta hai)

Woh toh main dekh leta hoon… usme notes reh gaye hain, maths ke formula… bahut rare hai.

Madhu
Ohh toh jeans ab library bhi ho gayi hai?

Arjun (jeans ke andar se set nikaal kar thoda sigh lete hue)
Pata nahi maa... kabhi kabhi life jeans tight ho jaati hai...

Madhu (door se bolti hai)
Tera dimaag bhi kabhi kabhi tight lagta hai mujhe!

(Arjun bed par girta hai, haath se apna sir pakadta hai, ek relief wali smile ke saath.)

Arjun
Aaj bach gaya Arjun… warna mummy ke haath lag jaata toh... set nahi, salami milti mummy ke haath se!
(Camera zooms out slowly, ek light comic BGM ke saath scene fade out.)

[Anum sheikh]

Ek mature insan haar Jeet or logo ki perwa kiye bgair faisla leta hai wo ye nhi sochta log us k bary me Kiya sochy gay. Zaheer ne acha fasla lia nam wapis le kr

[Greenwood]

Update 47




Scene: “Final Preparation – Football ka Maha-Sangram”
Location: College Football Ground, 4:30 PM
Weather thoda cloudy, hawa tez chal rahi hai. Ground energetic hai – cheers, whistles aur energy full throttle pe.
Backdrop:
Yeh tournament college ka biggest sports event hai. Final match ki practice ho rahi hai. Arjun apni team ke saath ground par hai – team ka captain, confident, focused. Dusri taraf audience section mein Zaheer quietly aake baithta hai – pehle row mein, ek corner seat pe. Uski aankhon mein calmness hai... lekin andar kuch aur hi chal raha hota hai.
Ground – Team Practice
Coach seeti bajata hai. Arjun apne white jersey mein ground ke beech mein khada hota hai, baalon mein halki hawa chal rahi hai. Uski aankhen focused hain.
Coach
Last minute mistakes allowed nahi hai! Arjun, lead pass ready?
Arjun
Ready, sir.
Ball roll hota hai. Ek tight formation banti hai. Arjun ek sharp cut lagake defender ko dodge karta hai, full speed mein goal ki taraf bhagta hai.
Zaheer dur se usse dekhta hai. Uski aankhen expressionless lagti hain, lekin har move pe react karti hain – kabhi aankh choti hoti hai, kabhi breath hold karta hai.
Audience Noise:
Taz aur kuch aur students cheer kar rahe hain –
Taz
Arjun bhai! Woh shot maar… Messi ki maa ka cousin banna hai kya?
(Cheers and laughter)
Coach
Focus, boys!
Arjun ka ek brilliant pass teammate ko milta hai, aur woh ball net ke andar shoot karta hai. Goal hota hai. Sab cheer karte hain. Arjun bas ek look audience ki taraf deta hai.
Zaheer usse aankhon se milta hai. No smile. No nod. Bas ek silent tension.
Cut to Zaheer POV:
Uska dimaag flashback jaise moment karta hai – khud pitch pe hona… team ko lead karna… phir wo ek second ke liye apni palm tightly band karta hai… lekin phir slowly release kar deta hai.
Zaheer (dil mein)
Ye uska waqt hai. Let him have it.
Camera cross-cut karta hai – Arjun field ke beech mein… Zaheer stand ke edge pe… dono ek dusre ko dekhte hain, alag zameen pe khade hain, lekin ek hi battlefield ke soldier jaise.
Coach (seeti bajakar)
Wrap it up! Tomorrow... showtime!
Arjun apna t-shirt ka collar thoda adjust karta hai, ball ko kick karta hai side mein. Fir aankhon se Zaheer ko locate karta hai – lekin us waqt Zaheer uth kar jaa chuka hota hai.
Final shot:
Zaheer backside se jaa raha hota hai stand se neeche… halki si thakaan… aur dil mein ek unresolved chapter.


Scene: “Girls’ Gossip Reloaded – Double Meaning Dhamaka”
Location: College Canteen ke bagal wala lawn area, 5:30 PM
Weekend wali feel hai, halke clouds, thandi hawa, aur girls group table ke around – cold coffee, chips, aur full-on naughty mood.
Present: Ammu, Shanu, Payal, Trisha, Isha
Sabhi chill kar rahi hain aur topic wahi... football boys.

Trisha
Guys seriously… kal ke match ka wait nahi ho raha. Especially jab Arjun ball handle karta hai na… uff! Mere dil ka control chala jaata hai.

Isha (laughing)
Ball? Main toh kehti hoon uska grip dekh ke lagta hai ki banda sirf game mein nahi… aur cheezon mein bhi kaafi tight hai.

Shanu (with mock warning)
Tum logon ka dimaag kabhi canteen mein bhi aata hai ya hamesha locker room mein hi atka rehta hai?

Payal
Jab Bande hi itne garam ho to canteen ke garam samose ka kya karenge

Isha
Tujhe to garam samose nahi unka garam hot dog chahiye hoga, or Tera ek sa gujara bhi nahi hona

Everybody laughs,

Ammu (pretending innocence)
Tum sab pagal ho… main toh bas uska footwork admire karti hoon.

Trisha (teasing)
Footwork hi?
(Ammu coffee peete peete thoda chhokti hai)

Isha
Aur Zaheer… oh my god! Jab wo T-shirt ke sleeves fold karta hai na… mujhe lagta hai uski biceps nahi… intentions hard ho rahe hain.

Payal
Mujhe toh Zaheer ka discipline bada attractive lagta hai… banda jese field pe control mein rehta hai… mujhe lagta hai uske room mein bhi rules follow hoti hongi.

Isha
Imagine kal jab Arjun goal karega… Ammu ka reaction dekhna. Ekdum internal goal lagega usse.

Payal
Oh yaar lekin goal to meri bhi hai, ek dam round... Koi inke piche kab padega...

Isha
Abey yaar kitni garmi hai tujhme...

Payal( touching her thighs)
Chhoo kar dekhlo

(Sab girls ke hansti hain)

Final shot
Camera upar jata hai – lawn pe 5 ladkiyan cold coffee ke beech laughter, teasing, aur full double meaning baaton mein lost. Football se zyada… feelings garam hain yahaan.


Chhat Ki Aakhri Raat”
Time: Raat ke 11:50 PM
Location: Ammu ke ghar ki chhat
Vibe: Midnight silence, thandi hawa, halke badal, aur ek aakhiri mulaqat ki bechaini
Phone Screen – Arjun’s Text

Arjun
Kal subah se tournament start hai... main 7 din ke liye Jaipur se bahar hoon...
Ek baar mil le... bas chhat pe aa jaa... please...

Ammu (typing…)
Itni raat ko kaise aaoon... sab so gaye hain...

Arjun
Toh aur perfect time kya hoga? Sirf tu aur main… aur chand.

Ammu
Hmmm...
I'm coming…
(ek chhoti si smile emoji ke saath)

Cut To: Chhat
Ammu dheere se darwaza kholti hai, moze pehne hue bina awaz kiye kadam rakhti hai… dupatta loose hai, ek soft sa night kurta, face pe thoda nervousness… thoda excitement.
Chhat par Arjun already khada hota hai… railing ke paas… hawa uske baal uda rahi hoti hai…
Jab uski nazar ammu pe padti hai, uska expression ekdum soft ho jaata hai.
Ammu uske paas aake khadi hoti hai, kuch second dono chup rehte hain.

Arjun (breaking the silence)
Pata hai... abhi bhi tujhe dekh ke lagta hai ki time slow motion mein chal raha hai...

Ammu
Aur tujhe dekh ke lagta hai... tu koi filmy line practice kar ke aaya hai...

Arjun (smirking)
Main toh bas tujhe yaad karne ke liye kuch memories chhod ke jaana chahta hoon…

Ammu
7 din hi jaa raha hai… army posting thodi hai…

Arjun (soft tone)
7 din tere bina matlab 7 din bina hawa ke... bina chai ke... bina tere set ke...

Ammu (voice low, teasing)
Tera focus sirf tournament pe rehna chahiye...

Arjun (a step closer)
Mera goal toh tu hai... tournament toh bas formality hai.
(Ammu ki eyelashes thoda blink hoti hain, halka blush)

Ammu
jeet kar aana

Arjun (holds her pinky finger)
Pinky promise… jeet kar lotunga...

Arjun
Main tere liye kuch laya Ammu... Hope tujhe pasand aaye

Ammu (courious)
Kya laya arjun ....

Arjun apna hath aage badhata hai or ek paper packet aage karta hai, Ammu wo uske hath se leti hai or bolti hai

Ammu (eyebrows raising, teasing tone)
Tere gifts ka track record dangerous hai... iss baar kya hai? Bomb?

Arjun (smiling mischievously)
Dil ka bomb toh tu hai… yeh bas wrapping hai...
Ammu cautiously bag kholti hai... andar ek premium undergarments ka elegant new set... soft satin finish... muted peach and pink mixed color... classy, delicate… but clearly intimate.

Ammu (eyes widening slightly, voice low)
Arjun… tu pagal hai kya?

Arjun
Haan… lekin sirf tere liye.
(He steps a little closer, his voice dropping to a whisper)
Only for you, Ammu. Jab tu ise pehnegi… mujhe yaad karegi… bina kuch bole.

Ammu ka chehra gradually blush mein badal jaata hai… uska throat dry ho jaata hai… woh ek second ke liye Arjun ki aankhon mein dekhti hai, fir gift ki taraf.

Arjun (grinning)
Tu jitni khud ko hide karti hai… utni hi beautiful lagti hai, jaan. Tere curves... tere gestures... sab yaad rehte hain mujhe. Har detail.

Ammu (gulabi gaalon ke saath, uski aankhon mein shyness aur thodi fire)
Tujhe yaad rehta hai ya tu yaad rakhta hai?

Arjun (smiling warmly)
Dono. Tera har layer, har andaaz… har set... sirf meri yaadon mein nahi, meri sans mein hai.
Dono ke beech ek thick silence chhaj jaata hai. Arjun uske paas jaata hai... apne haath uske shoulders ke dono side halki si grip mein leta hai...

Arjun
Tu meri ho... har roop mein. Dressed... undressed... annoyed... happy... jab bhi... jaise bhi...
Ammu uska chehra dekhti hai  sincere, intense

Ammu uske chest pe halka sa push karti hai not out of anger, just teasingly.

Ammu
Bas... ab jaa. Warna main hi tujhe rok lungi.

Arjun (soft chuckle, leaning close to her ear)
Kabhi kabhi... rukna jeet se zyada zaroori hota hai.
Uske baad woh ek deep look leke, halka sa wink karta hai… aur chhat ke pabangt se dusri taraf jump kar jaata hai — jaise hamesha karta hai.
Ammu uski gift ko haath mein leke kuch second usi jagah khadi rehti hai. Phir dheere se whisper karti hai —
Ammu
Only for me…

Departure... With Her in Mind"

Location: College front gate
Time: Early Morning – 5:50 AM
Mood: Energetic yet emotionally layered
College ke samne ek bright orange bus khadi hoti hai uspe “Inter-College Football Tournament” likha hota hai bold letters mein.
Team ke sab ladke sporty tracksuits mein kuch excitement mein, kuch neend mein, kuch full energy mein.
Taz sabse zyada noise create kar raha hota hai

Taz
Bhaiyo! Aaj ke baad ya toh trophy apni… ya ghar wapas single!
Sab hansne lagte hain, thoda cheer, thoda clapping. Coach whistle bajata hai

Coach
Chalo... countdown shuru!

CUT TO: Arjun
Bus ke sabse aakhri row ka window seat… uska haath khidki par, aankhon mein neend nahi — par kuch aur... kuch yaad.
Bus dheere dheere college gate se nikalti hai. Har mod par… har speedbreaker par… Arjun flashback mein chala jaata hai.

FLASHBACK BEGINS
Ammu ka chhat…
Arjun usse hug kar raha hai peechhe se…
Ammu haas rahi hai, ek moment mein uski aankhon mein spark hai…
Ammu
Tere jaane ke baad... main yaad karungi sirf yehi pal.
Aur tu... sirf mera set yaad karega?
Arjun (smiling)
Main dono yaad karunga... tu bhi… aur tera set bhi.
Phir dono haas padte hain.
Ek aur moment — Arjun Ammu ko god mein utha raha hai, dono ek dusre ko dekh kar soft smile kar rahe hain.
FLASHBACK ENDS

Back to Present
Bus ek sharp turn leti hai Arjun ka shoulder thoda side mein tilt hota hai.
Woh khidki se bahar dekhta hai… Jaipur ki sadak par slow sunrise...

Uske phone pe ek message flash hota hai — "Come back soon, champ. ❤️ - Ammu"

Arjun (andar hi andar, softly)
Wapas aaunga... par iss baar… kuch lekar aaunga

Taz piche se seat par tap karta hai —
Taz
Bhai! Aankho mein ammu aur haathon mein ball ho toh final jeet pakki hai!

Arjun (half smile)
Ball bhi usi ki yaad mein chalti hai…
Scene fade out hota hai — bus highway par nikal chuki hoti hai… Jaipur peeche chhut raha hota hai… lekin uska ek hissa Arjun ke dil mein chal raha hota hai.


Only for You"
Location: Ammu's Room
Time: Early Morning – 6:10 AM
Mood: Soft, romantic, heart-hugging silence
Ammu ke kamre ki khidki se halki si roshni aa rahi hoti hai.
Birds chirp kar rahe hain… ek nayi subah ka aalam hai… lekin uske chehre pe neend ka asar nahi.
Woh bed se quietly uthti hai… ek lamha ruk kar mirror me apne aap ko dekhti hai.
Uske lips pe ek soft, stretched-out smile hai… jaise raat ki koi baat uske dil ko ab tak chhoo rahi ho.
Wardrobe ke paas jaake, woh slowly ek drawer kholti hai.
Andar neatly folded kapdon ke beech rakha hota hai ek soft pastel gift bag.
Usi bag pe likha hota hai — "Only for you."
Handwriting familiar hai — Arjun ki.
Ammu us bag ko nikalti hai… thoda cautious, thoda curious.
Bed pe baith kar dhyan se ribbons kholti hai… aur andar se nikalta hai undergarments ka naya elegant set — peach-pink satin with soft lace detail.
Her fingers run over the fabric — smooth, delicate… almost like a whisper.
Uske chehre ka color subtly change hota hai…
Woh thoda sa blush karti hai… aankhen neeche jhuk jaati hain.
Ammu (dheere se, apne aap se)
Idiot… har baar dil chura leta hai…
Woh set ko apne lap mein rakh kar thodi der bas dekhti rehti hai.
Uski aankhon mein koi sparkle hai… ek thoughtful stillness.
Phir woh slowly ek diary nikalti hai — cover pe likha hota hai "A / A"
Woh diary kholti hai… aur likhna shuru karti hai —
“Kuch log jaate hain kuch laake… aur kuch jaate hain, bina le jaaye sab kuch chhod kar…
Par tu… tu sab kuch le gaya, aur phir bhi… sab kuch chhod gaya mere paas…”
Us moment mein woh sach mein khush hoti hai…
Ek lamha ke liye uska haath uske lap mein rakhe set pe jaata hai…
Aur woh muskurake diary band karti hai.
Mirror me jaake khud ko dekh kar dheere se bolti hai —

Ammu
Aaj main aur pretty dikhungi… kyunki tum mujhe pyaar se dekh chuke ho.
Scene fade hota hai with a soft instrumental tune...

[b]Tension ke beech ek Sukoon"
[/b]
Location: College Canteen

Time: 10:30 AM – Just before Arjun’s first tournament match

Canteen mein usual hustle-bustle hai… students idhar-udhar ja rahe hain… sabko pata hai tournament start hone wala hai.
Ek kone ki table par Shanu baithi hoti hai… ek cold coffee aur sandwich ke sath… lekin uski aankhen har dusre second main gate ki taraf uth jaati hain.
Phir entry hoti hai Zaheer ki… white sports tee, hair thoda messed-up… ek dum grounded, calm but internally all over the place.
Zaheer usse nazar milata hai… aur slow steps mein uske table ki taraf aata hai.

Shanu
Itni der laga di? Team ka ex captain match se pehle thoda sa toh chill deserve karta hai.

Zaheer (baithte hue)
Main chill hoon… bas thoda… mind all over the place hai.

Shanu
Toh aaj ke match mein kya plan hai, Mr. Ex-Captain?

Zaheer (shrug karta hai)
Support… cheer… aur ek khaas insaan ke liye blush na karna try karna.

Shanu (mocking serious)
Best of luck with that… because woh khaas insaan bhi tujhe dekhte blush karti hai.

Zaheer ka face brighten hota hai… woh casually table ke neeche uska haath dhoondta hai… thoda sa touch karta hai.

Shanu (thoda jhatakti hai lekin smile karti hai)
Zaheer... yeh canteen hai… terrace nahi.

Zaheer
Haan… terrace ke liye bhi time aayega.

Shanu
Aur tab tak?

Zaheer
Tab tak tu bas dekhte reh… main kya karta hoon.

[b]Camera un dono ke overlapping hands pe zoom karta hai, jahan unka touch subtle, soft… but filled with new beginnings hota hai.[/b]