ARJUN vs ZAHEER

[Greenwood]

AMMU's reward for ARJUN

[Greenwood]

Valuable rewards, waiting for next

Valuable comments 
Waiting for next 

[Kuchnahi24]

Rewards must be permanent ? Lets see
Why arjun hesitate and always deletes good messages why saala why…
Zaheer and shanu teasing and magnetic connection is amazing

I think future roads are pretty easy for zaheer and shanu because of their low profile and tuff and challenging for ammu and arjun lest see …

This story is happening in parallel universe ❤️

[Greenwood]

Update 54




Qureshi House – Sunday Morning – 10:48 AM
Ghar ka drawing room active tha — TV pe sports channel, background me soft commentary chal rahi thi. Breakfast ho chuka tha, lekin excitement ka khumaar utar nahi raha tha.
Zaheer phone me schedule check kar raha tha, remote uske haath me.
Shanu ek cushion godh me le kar sofa pe baithi thi, towel se baal ragar rahi thi — just washed.
Asma ne whiteboard pe likh diya tha:
“TODAY: FINAL – 6:00 PM – BE READY!”
Ammu kitchen se chai le kar aayi, lekin uske steps halki si udti hui thi. Uska dimaag kahi aur tha.
Shanu uski taraf dekh kar tease karte hue boli
Shanu
Abey Ammu, tu match ke liye excited hai ya kisi aur ke liye?
Ammu
(smiling lightly)
Main team ke liye hoon. Full support.

Ammu ne kitchen me jake phone uthaya — ek bar screen dekhi, fir thoda hesitation ke baad... call laga diya.
Contact: Arjun ?
Dialing...
Cut to: Jodhpur – Arjun’s hotel room – 10:50 AM
Arjun balcony me tha, towel se neck poch raha tha. Phone ring hua.
Usne dekha — Ammu Calling.
Halki si smile aayi.
Call receive kiya.
Split-screen format.

Arjun
Aaj Sunday hai… aur mujhe lag raha tha tu aaj mujhe bhool gayi hogi.

Ammu
Pagal hai kya?
Aaj toh main subah se bas time dekh rahi hoon... shaam ho hi nahi rahi.

Arjun
Toh intezaar hai?

Ammu
(in soft tone)
Haan... bahut zyada.
Aur thoda nervous bhi hoon... tere liye.
Arjun thoda rukta hai, phir dheere se kehta hai

Arjun
Main hoon na. Tere liye hi khelunga aaj...Jitunga bhi. Bas tu... dekhna band mat karna beech me.

Ammu
Kabhi nahi.
Aur haan… Good Luck.
Mere liye nahi… khud ke liye jeetna.
Main toh... already proud hoon.
Arjun ka gala halka sa bhar aata hai.
Usne phone thoda tight pakda.

Arjun
Tere ek sentence se poora match jeet jaaun main...
Aur kuch mat bol. Bas... waise hi dekhna jaise kal raat photo bhejne ke baad dekh rahi thi.
Ammu ki aankhon me sparkle aata hai
Ammu
Arjun!

Arjun
Kya? Sach bol raha hoon.
Tu us din black me thi, main aaj white me hoon. Balance bana rahe hain.

Dono hansi rokte hain.
Ek warm silence hota hai — jisme sirf dil ki dhadkan aur hawa ka sound hota hai.

Ammu
Jeet ke aana.
Arjun
Tujhse milne ka sabab chahiye. Jeetna zaroori hai.

Call cut.
Back to Qureshi House – Ammu’s POV
Ammu ne phone rakha.
Uske lips pe ek smile thi — aur aankhon me ek glow.
Shanu usse dekhte hi bola

Shanu
Ab mujhse sabr nahi hota,jaldi match shuru nahi hoga kya

Zaheer
Tum dono ka hi kuch karna padega... tab tak main projector check kar leta hoon.
Asma
Main popcorn ready rakhti hoon. Final hai boss!
Sab ghar ek naye excitement me aa chuka tha.
Lekin Ammu ke liye... match ka result toh baad me tha.
Uska hero already jeet chuka tha — uske dil me.
Sunday Noon – City Street Market – Priya’s Engagement Shopping

Narrow but colorful street bazaar. Shopkeepers ki cheekh-pukaar, dupatte hawa mein, mehendi aur bangle stalls ke beech se ladkiyon ka group ek tornado ki tarah guzarta hai.
Ammu golgappa kha rahi hoti hai, aankhon me paani
Mahi chudi stall me “ye set batao bhaiya, aur heavy kuch dikhao”
Shanu ek lace wali saree uthake hip par rakhke pose maar rahi hoti hai
Trisha ek street vendor ke sunglasses try kar ke Priya ko bolti hai
"Dulhan se zyada stylish guest lagungi main, sambhal ke shopping karna!"
Priya off-white lehenga try kar rahi hoti hai, aur sab uska mazak uda rahi hoti hain.

Shanu
Priya! Tu engagement ke liye dulhan ban rahi hai ya honeymoon ke liye trailer launch?

Priya
Bakwaas band karo!
Yeh simple hai, sabko pasand aayega.

Ammu
Simple? Iska blouse dekha hai?
Backless bhi aur sleeveless bhi... full AC feel de raha hai.

Trisha
Arre groom faint na ho jaye... pehle ambulance bula le.

Sab hansne lagti hain.
Cut to: Chudi stall
Priya ek haath me bangles try kar rahi hoti hai, dusre se phone me groom ka photo dekh rahi hoti hai.
Mahi
Bangles pehne se pehle bata — honeymoon ka location final kiya?

Priya
Bas... jo bhi private ho... aur horizontal ho.

Shanu
Matlab shopping se leke honeymoon tak sab horizontal hi chal raha hai?

Ammu
Isse na dulhan nahi, dominatrix dulhan bolna chahiye.
Double-meaning teasing ka full blast

Cut to: shoes store
Ammu
Of course! Shaadi ke baad Viraj toh tujhse chappal bhi puchh ke pehnega.

Mahi
Aur budget banana bhi Priya se puchh ke karega.

Chaat Corner
Sab golgappa aur pav bhaji kha rahi hoti hain. Ammu confidently bolti hai:

Ammu
Bhaiya ek golgappa aisa do… jo muh me jaate hi phat jaaye!

Shanu
Gol gappa ya… koi aur?

Priya
Mujhe kuch nahi sunna… main abhi bhi innocent bride hoon!

Mahi
Innocent? Tera honeymoon lingerie wishlist dekh ke Amazon confuse ho gaya tha…

Selfie moment
Sab scarf stall par ek dusre ke upar stole daal kar catwalk kar rahi hoti hain. Priya rukh jaati hai… aankhon me halka emotional moment.

Priya
Main miss karungi ye sab…
Shaadi ke baad shopping, masti… sab time ke peeche chala jaayega.

Shanu
Tension mat le… Tere dulhe ko hum sambhal lenge, tu sirf bold dulhan ban.

Trisha
Aur honeymoon ke pics bhejna… meme banane ke liye.


Scene: Qureshi House – 4 PM – After Shopping
Aangan ka gate khulta hai…
Shanu aur Ammu dono ek dusre ke kandhe se takrati hui andar aati hain shopping ke thakawat unke chehre pe likhi hoti hai, lekin aankhon mein ab bhi masti ki chamak hai.

Shanu
Mujhe lag raha hai meri taange ab kabhi wapas nahi uthengi.

Ammu
Mere pairon ka toh postmortem ho gaya hai… Priya ko dulhan se zyada hum log ready kar aaye hain!

Aangan ke kone se Asma aati hai, haathon mein steel ki tray, jisme teen cup garma-garam chai aur namkeen rakhke woh silently table par rakh deti hai.

Asma
Chai rakh di… sugar kam hai, jaise tum log pasand karti ho.
Shanu ek cup uthati hai, hothon tak le jaake sookh chuki saanson ko kuch life milti hai.

Shanu
Pehli baar lag raha hai chai meri dost hai… aur tu meri dushman nahi

Asma.
Asma thoda muskura deti hai, lekin zyada kuch bolti nahi — woh quietly andar chali jaati hai.
Ammu chai leke sofa par gir jaati hai, sir peeche tikakar halki si sigh leti hai.

Ammu
Kya time ho gaya hai?

Shanu mobile dekhti hai — aankhein khul jaati hain
Shanu
Ohhh… 4 baj gaye?! Arjun ka match toh 6 baje se hai na?

Ammu
Hmm... lekin abhi se taiyaar rehna padega. Final match hai baby… sab kuch perfect hona chahiye.
Shanu apne cup ka last sip leti hai, phir uthti hai.

Shanu
Main ghar jaake fresh ho ke aati hoon… tujhe uthaoongi 5 baje. So mat jaana zyada!

Ammu
Main sirf aankhein band karungi… sapna nahi dekhungi.Shanu nikal jaati hai… Ammu ek pal ke liye chup ho jaati hai.Chai ka cup table pe rakhke woh apne room ki taraf chali jaati hai — har step pe thakawat, lekin andar ek excitement ke bijli si ghoom rahi hoti hai…
Ammu’s Nap & Her Dream

Ammu apne kamre mein jaake khidki se thoda sa light andar aane deti hai…
Room mein halki halki dhoop ki rekha bikhri hoti hai… aur woh bina kapde badle, shopping waale kurti aur palazzo mein hi bed pe let jaati hai…
Uski aankhon mein thakan toh hoti hai, lekin mann kahin aur jaa chuka hota hai…
Aankhein band hoti hain…
Dream Begins —
White jersey mein Arjun… full match gear mein… lekin koi stadium nahi, koi crowd nahi…
Sirf woh aur Ammu ek open ground mein hote hain.
Ammu bench pe baithi hoti hai, breeze uske baalon mein uljhi hoti hai. Arjun ball leke aata hai…
Side mein ruk kar uski taraf dekhta hai… aankhon mein woh cheeky sa arrogance, jaisa sirf Arjun ke paas hota hai.

Arjun
Ammu…Aaj ke match ka reward fix hai na?
Ammu sharma jaati hai… aankhon se haan keh deti hai.
Phir Arjun suddenly uske paas aake bench ke bilkul samne baith jaata hai.
Woh Ammu ke ghutnon par dono haath rakhkar uski taraf dekhta hai

Arjun
Toh pehle jeet lunga…Fir tumhe le jaunga… kahin door… ek proper date pe. Koi rokne wala nahi.
Ammu ki saans ruk jaati hai… Arjun uska haath pakadta hai…
Aur halki si khinch ke usse apne kareeb kar leta hai.
Unka chehra sirf inches door hota hai…

Arjun
Deal?Ammu kuch bolti nahi… sirf aankhon mein yes kehti hai.
Dream ends —
Suddenly Ammu ki aankh khulti hai…
Clock: 5:30 PM
Chehra thoda sa flushed hota hai… aankhon mein woh dreamy glow…
Woh uthti hai… or samne shanu ko betha dekhti hai...

Shanu
Uth meri maa... kumbhkaran ki aulad... time dekh

Ammu smile karke shanu ko dekhti hai or bolti hai
Ammu
Dono bhai behen sapne me bhi pichha nahi chhodte

Shanu use hatho se pakad kar jhatke se utha deti hai or ammu hosh me aati hai

Ammu
Kya hua... shanu kya hua...

Shanu
Time dekhe bas aadha ghanta bacha hai match mein, kabse utha rahi thi tujhe... chal ab jaldi kar

Ammu ghabra kar uthti hai, or phone me time chek karti hai or fir apna duppata leke fresh hoke aati hai or apne baal bandh kar kitchen ki taraf badh jati hai, ek side wo chai banane ke liye rakhti hai or dusre burner par ek cooker chadha hota hai jismein mirch masala daal rahi hoti hai... Uski nazar baar baar ghadi par jati hai or shanu bhi uski help karne kitchen me aa jati hai... Dono fast forward me kaam karke 5:55 tak almost sab khana ready kar leti hai, or dono sabko chai serve karti hai or tv ke samne beth jati hai


Arjun’s POV – Inside the Dressing Room, Just Before the Final
Locker room ke andar ek ajeeb si energy thi.
Team mates apna apna gear check kar rahe the, coach last-minute strategy samjha raha tha, aur har taraf match-day tension ki khushboo thi — uss typical nervous silence ke saath jo sirf bade matches ke pehle hoti hai.
Arjun apne wristband pehna raha tha…
Uska focus game pe tha, par uska mann abhi bhi kal raat waale black shrug selfie ke aas-paas mandra raha tha.
Uss selfie ne uske andar kuch ignite kar diya tha… jaise koi fire starter.
Aaj kuch zyada hi sharp tha uska zone.
Aur Arjun phone dekhkar ek second ke liye khud pe smile karta hai — ek confident, slightly wild Arjun smile.
Fir turning to locker, apne haath ke bandage tight karta hai.

Arjun
Let’s finish this. The right way.
Scene ends with the team walking out of the dressing room toward the field
[b]The Final Match Begins — Broadcast Commentary + Intercut Reactions
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[Camera fades in from the buzzing crowd ambience — aerial shot of the stadium, then cuts to the field. Bright lights. Evening glow. Jodhpur stadium is packed.]

Commentary Room — 6:30 PM
Commentator 1 (Rajeev)

Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen — it’s the FINAL showdown! Two undefeated teams… one trophy… one glory night. This is what the tournament has been building toward.

Commentator 2 (Siddharth)
And all eyes are on that man… number 7… Arjun Singh. Star midfielder. Fierce. Fast. And today, he walks out like a storm.

[Camera zooms in: Arjun steps onto the pitch, eyes locked ahead, veins taut, jaw set. His captain pats his back. The crowd roars.]

[Cut to: Zaheer’s house — projector room]

Azhar
Shuru ho gaya! Sab chup ho jao ab!

[Everyone — Shanu, Ammu, Zaheer, and Azhar — gathered on mattresses. Snacks, chai, cushions. Ammu clutching a soft pillow in her lap, anxiety in her eyes.]

Shanu (softly to Ammu)
Look at your hero walk…

Ammu
Bas bol mat abhi… dil already race laga raha hai.

[Back to commentary — whistle blows]
Commentator 1
And here… we… GO!

[Fast-paced match edit begins — the first 15 minutes]
— Kick-off
— Arjun receives first ball, fakes right, cuts left, and sprints.
— Opponent tries to block but he outmaneuvers with a low pass.
— Crowd erupts. Even commentary goes breathless.

Commentator 2
OH WHAT A MOVE! That’s Singh magic!

[Cut to: Zaheer’s house again]

Zaheer (clapping loud)
Wahi toh kehta hoon, paida hi ground pe hua hai yeh banda!

Ammu(smirking)
Toh cricket ke pitch pe kyun nahi hua fir?

Shanu
Naughty mode on, haan?

[Match continues — team coordination tightens, captain yells from the backline]

Commentator 1
He’s not just fast, he’s thinking ten steps ahead. Look at him orchestrate — number 7 is in his element tonight.

[Montage – Arjun dives, blocks, sprints, intercepts passes — sweat on brow, focus unwavering]

[Final moment of the first half]

— Free kick milti hai.
— Arjun sets up near the goalpost edge.
— Silence in the stadium.
— He runs, strikes…
— Ball curves high… dips…

GOALLLLLLLLLL!
Commentator 2
GOAL GOAL GOAL!! ARJUN SINGH!! THAT'S A SCREAMER!!
[Crowd stands up, shouting. His teammates jump over him, pile on in celebration.]

[Cut to Zaheer’s house]
Azhar
Mar diya isne!

Ammu (audibly gasps, covering mouth, eyes wide and shining)

Shanu (whisper)
Bas... ab tu shaadi karle isse. Abhi yahin!

[Ammu smiles, silent… but her hand brushes the pillow tighter — heart full, eyes only on him.]

Commentary fades…

Commentator 1
Halftime… and what a half it’s been. Arjun Singh delivering pure poetry on the pitch.

[Ayush01111]

I am waiting for azahar anouncement bro cant cantrol now

[Greenwood]

I am waiting for azahar anouncement bro cant cantrol now

Which announcement bro

[Ayush01111]

Which announcement bro

Bhai second match ke time azahar ne kaha tha na ki vo match ke baad ek anouncement karenge  karenge. Wo wali bhai mujhe to tension hohaya hai kahi ammu ke liye asad ko final na kar diya ho azahar ji ne kyu ki ammu apne abbu ki baat talegi nahi or arjun zaheer ki shadi or life sab barbad kardega gusse me

[Greenwood]

Update 55

Halftime — Inside the Locker Room

Location: Jodhpur Stadium – 7:00 PM

Background: Coach giving instructions. Players catching their breath. Water bottles. Faint echo of crowd outside. But for Arjun — it’s all tuned out.

[Camera stays close on Arjun’s face — sweaty, eyes unfocused, breathing deep.]

Arjun (inner monologue begins)

Aaj sab kuch yaad aa raha hai…

Wo din jab main practice ke baad bench pe akele baitha rehta tha…

Apni team me jagah banane ke liye kitni baar rotate kiya gaya…

Nikhat ke drills… Taz ka silent confidence…

Zaheer ka cold stare…

Aur… Ammu.

Mere har goal ke peechhe Ammu thi.

[He slowly removes one glove, flexes his fingers, gaze lowers to the floor.]

Mujhe yaad hai… wo ek pal jab main haar maan gaya tha.

Jab laga tha ki bas… sab chhoot gaya.

Par usne ek baar aankhon me dekha tha… aur saaf keh diya tha…

“Don’t give up, Arjun.”

[Flash-cut: Ammu’s black shrug selfie from last night — flickers in his memory. A faint smile breaks through the tension.]

Tu pagal hai Arjun.

Usne tujhe maaf kiya.

Tujhe haarte hue wo phir nahi dekhna chahti.

Yeh match… sirf trophy ke liye nahi hai.

Yeh us pal ke liye hai jab wo mujhe apna kahegi.

Jab main uske liye enough ban jaunga.

Main yeh jeet uske haath me rakhna chahta hoon…

Usi shrugg ke andar… apna naam likhwaana chahta hoon.

[He grabs the towel, wipes his face. Gets up. Looks into the mirror.]

No pressure.

No fear.

Arjun Singh… this is your damn night.

[Coach calls out — "Last 5 minutes, boys! Focus!"]

[Arjun turns, nods to the team, then walks toward the tunnel with fire in his eyes.]

Final Match – Second Half Begins

Time: 7:30 PM

Location: Stadium, Jodhpur – Live Telecast at Zaheer’s House

[Commentary fades in over visuals of the packed stadium, night lights blazing, chants rising from the stands. The camera sweeps past excited spectators, banners waving. It cuts to the scoreboard: 1–1. Second half begins.]

Commentator 1

The second half is underway, folks, and it’s razor-tight. Both teams have shown nerves of steel!

Commentator 2

But eyes will remain on number 10 — Arjun Singh — who's had an electric first half. Can he finish what he started?

[Cut to: Zaheer’s house – living room]

Shanu, Ammu, and Azhar sit on the floor cushions. The room is tense. Ammu is holding a cup but hasn’t sipped in minutes. Zaheer stands behind the sofa, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the projector screen.

Commentator

Singh moves forward… slicing through midfield… HE’S GOING FOR IT—OH!

[Stadium – Slo-mo]

Arjun is tackled from the left as he takes the shot. His leg gets swept awkwardly — his body hits the ground with a thud. The ball rolls past the post.

[Crowd gasps. Whistle blows. Arjun winces, holding his thigh. The medic rushes toward him.]

[Cut to: Zaheer’s house]

Ammu (sharp inhale, cup clinks against saucer)

Shanu, usse kuch hua kya?

Shanu (staring at the screen, panic creeping in)

Arjun… uth kyun nahi raha?

Zaheer (stern, but voice low)

Kya yeh zaroori tha us waqt pe us move ke liye?

Azhar (serious tone)

Yeh ladka apna limit nahi jaanta…

[Stadium]

Arjun waves off the medic, nodding to his coach. Breath heavy. He stands. Limping slightly but signalling that he’ll continue.

[Camera zooms on his determined expression — blood on the corner of his sock, but eyes fierce.]

Commentator

Ladies and gentlemen… he’s staying on the pitch! Arjun Singh refuses to go down!

[Zaheer’s house – mixed reactions]

Shanu (softly, clutching her dupatta)

Pagal hai ye…

Ammu (voice almost a whisper)

Bas… ek baar aankh mila le mujhse, Arjun…

[Match continues. Enter: Taz.]

Commentator

And there comes number 11, Taz! Silent all evening, but look at that footwork—he’s weaving through!

[Fast-cut edit: Taz dodges one, fakes another, and slams the ball into the goal.]

GOAAAAAL!!

Commentator

What. A. Goal! Taz has just tilted the scale!

[Cheers erupt. Arjun raises both arms from midfield and smiles at him like a proud older brother.]

[Another few minutes pass – Taz scores again after a brilliant counter.]

Commentator

Two goals in ten minutes from Taz, and this stadium is shaking! But don't forget — the spine behind this play is still number 10, holding the centre, calling the moves.

[Zaheer’s house – celebration breaks out. Azhar finally smiles and claps. Shanu jumps with joy.]

Shanu

Taz!! Chal ve!!

Zaheer (controlled pride)

Yehi chahta tha main… dono milke jeete.

[Only Ammu stays still.]

Her eyes stay fixed on Arjun — still playing, limping slightly, every movement soaked in pain and resolve.

Ammu (softly, to herself)

Kya jeetne ke liye hamesha tutna zaroori hota hai, Arjun?

Match ke last 5 minute

Score: 3–1

Taz ke 2 goal ke baad stadium garam ho chuka hai. Har pass, har move par crowd cheekh raha hai. Arjun ab bhi ground par hai, thoda limp karta hua, lekin aankhon me wohi intensity.

Commentator

Yeh match Arjun ke liye personal lag raha hai… aur Taz ne bhi dikhaya hai ki woh sirf shadow nahi hai… star hai!

Cut to: Zaheer ka ghar

Sab ka mood ab light hai, lekin ek Ammu hi hai jo ab tak chup hai. Uski aankhen screen se chipki hui hain. Arjun ka har kadam, har move jaise uske dil se juda ho.

Shanu (laugh )

Taz ne to aag laga di bhai! Iss baar trophy apni!

Zaheer (smiling)

Team effort tha... Arjun ke bina koi rhythm nahi aata.

Azhar (head nod karta hai)

True captain. Par lagta hai chot zyada hai…

Usi waqt screen pe Arjun ek fast counter ke dauraan dusri team ke player se takra jaata hai, lekin girta nahi.

Commentator

He’s still standing! Singh refuses to fall!

Ammu ka dil ek baar phir se sunk karta hai. Uski ungliyaan tightly cup pakad leti hain.

Ammu (slowly, almost whispering)

Bas ho gaya ab… ab ruk ja Arjun…

Whistle bajta hai.

Commentator

And that’s it! Final whistle! It’s over! The team from Rajasthan has won the championship!!

Zaheer ke ghar me cheer phat jath hai. Shanu uchhal ke Ammu ko hug karti hai.

Shanu

Jeet gaye! Jeet gaye humlog!!

Ammu halki si muskaan ke saath sabko dekh rahi hoti hai, lekin uska nazar ab bhi screen par hai… jaha Arjun ground par baitha hua hai, towel se paseena pochhta hua. Uske pair ka bandage dikh raha hota hai.

Camera Arjun ke face par zoom karta hai — thakawat, pain, aur ek sukoon ki halki si muskaan.

Ammu (dil me)

Tu jeet gaya Arjun… ab bas ek baar mujhe dekh le…

Arjun ki aankhen jaise camera ke us paar kisi ek chehre ko dhoondhti ho. Aur screen pe uska ek faint smile.

Scene fades out.

Late evening — Zaheer ka ghar

Living room ka mahaul ekdum festive hai. TV full volume pe chal raha hai. Coffee table aur sofa ke aaspaas pizza boxes khule padhe hain, garlic bread ke wrappers, burger wrappers, ek side pe pasta ki tray aur ek bowl me hakka noodles. Sabka mood full celebration mode me hai.

Azhar (kitchen se dawai lete hue)

Main chala sone… bacho ne kamaal kar diya… khush ho jao tum log. Kal subah jaldi uthna sab ne

Shanu (teasing)

Ji uncle... lekin abhi to night shift hai match dekhne ki.

Azhar (smiling)

Main TV band nahi kar raha… tumlog chill karo.

Azhar chala jaata hai room se bahar. TV pe award ceremony shuru ho gayi hoti hai. Background me anthem baj raha hota hai.

Commentator

And now, for the most awaited moment... The Man of the Tournament goes to... Arjun Singh!

Sab ke muh se ek saath nikalta hai — "Yayyy!"

Shanu

Arre wahhh Arjun!!

Ammu (smiling, aankhon me chamak ke saath)

Mujhe pata tha…

TV pe Arjun stage par aata hai, uska left ankle abhi bhi thoda bandaged hai. Lekin chal raha hai… confident. Trophy lene ke baad mic pakadta hai.

Arjun (Live Interview, mic pe)

Honestly… ye tournament mere liye sirf game nahi tha. Ye ek promise tha… khud se… ek wajah se.

(halka pause)

Team ke bina kuch nahi ho sakta, especially mere younger brother jaise Taz ne…

(taali bajti hai background me)

…sabki bolti band kar di. Aur main bas khush hoon ki hum sab kuch lekar jaa rahe hain — trophy, yaadein, aur himmat.

Sab clap karte hai. Camera cut karta hai Taz ke taraf jise announce kiya ja raha hai Man of the Match ke roop me.

Commentator

And the Man of the Match… for his two outstanding goals… Taz!

Zaheer (grinning with pride)

Yeh banda ab kisi ke shadow me nahi hai.

Shanu ek pasta ka bite lete hue Ammu ke side me ghutna se touch karti hai, teasing tone me

Shanu

Waise tumhare Arjun ne bhi spotlight chhodna nahi seekha.

Ammu (shy smile ke saath)

Shut up, Shanu…

Camera slow zoom karta hai TV screen pe jaha Arjun trophy leke sab ke taraf wave kar raha hota hai. Aankhon me halka sa exhaustion, lekin chehra proud aur peaceful. Jaise uske sab sawalon ka jawab mil gaya ho.

Background me TV anchor bolta hai —

And for the Golden Boot… 10 goals in the tournament… unmatched, unbroken… Arjun Singh!

Sab fir se clap karte hai. Ammu ka haath apne plate se slide ho jaata hai, aankhon me ek alag sa softness. Uske dil me sirf ek line ghoom rahi hoti hai —

Tu har jagah jeet raha hai Arjun… ab meri taraf kab dekhega?

Scene fade out.

Scene cut to: Late night – Zaheer’s house

Ghar me ab almost har kona khamosh ho chuka hai. Living room me lights off ho chuki hain, sirf kitchen ke paas wali ek dim si light chal rahi hai.

Shanu already apne ghar ja chuki hai. Asma bed pe blanket me so chuki hai. Zaheer bhi apne kamre ka door band kar chuka hai.

Lekin… Ammu abhi bhi jagi hui hai.

Woh balcony ke paas sofa ke ek kone pe lipti hui baithi hoti hai. Uske haathon me ek garam cup hai, chai khatam ho chuki hai lekin woh cup ab bhi uske haath me hai. Aankhon me neend nahi, bass ek alag si tadap. Woh har dus second me apna phone check karti hai… screen on, screen off… phir ek lambi thandi saans.

Jaise woh kisi ka message ya call ka intezar kar rahi ho.

Peeche wall clock 12:45 dikhata hai.

Ammu (apne aap se)

Final to khatam ho gaya… trophy bhi mil gayi… par ek message bhi nahi…

Cut to: Team Bus – On the way to hotel

Bus ke andar mahaul puri tarah se high-energy hai. Loud music, victory chants, sab ek dusre ke shoulders thap thapate hue. Arjun window seat pe baitha hota hai trophy uski lap me rakhi hoti hai.

Taz, aur team ke aur players pizza boxes khol ke maza le rahe hote hain. Kisi ne Arjun ke kandhe pe tap karte hue kaha —

“Bhai, ab to tu official legend ban gaya!”

Lekin Arjun… halka sa smile karta hai… lekin uski aankhon me kuch aur chal raha hota hai.

Woh apna phone nikalta hai… unlock karta hai…

Screen pe Ammu ka chat khula hota hai.

Uska sent message – “Did you watch?”

No reply yet.

Arjun (andar hi andar)

Mujhe jitne ki khushi hai… lekin usse share karne ka moka chhuta toh… jeet adhoori lagti hai.

Bus ke andar celebration chal raha hai… lekin Arjun apna phone pakad ke window ke bahar dekhne lagta hai. Uski aankhon me ek naam ghoom raha hota hai — Ammu.

[b][b][b]Scene soft fade — split screen me ek taraf Arjun ka thoughtful face aur dusri taraf Ammu ka intezaar karta hua chehra.[/b][/b][/b]

[Ayush01111]

Pata to tha oar jo maza suspense me ata hai vo bahut badhiya hota hai

[Anum sheikh]

Finally Taz ki traf se bhi Kuch acha work dekhny ko mila

[Greenwood]

Update 56

Hotel – Arjun’s room, late night

Team bus hotel pahuchti hai. Sab players uth kar apna-apna bag leke lobby me chale jate hain. Arjun thoda piche reh jata hai, ek kone me khada ho kar phone nikalta hai.

Uski aankhon me thakan bhi hai aur ek bechaini bhi. Jaise kuch baat adhoori reh gayi ho.

Woh call lagata hai — screen pe naam blink karta hai: Ammu

Ek ring… do ring… teesri me hi uth jata hai.

Ammu ka voice slightly stern, par usi me chhupi hui warmth

Ammu

Arjun, tujhe ek message bhejna bhi nahi aata? Ek call bhi nahi kar sakta tha?

Arjun (softly hansi se)

Final ke baad press… fir team huddle… fir awards… us sab me…

Ammu (cut karte hue)

Haan haan… tu toh star hai. Pura Rajasthan tujhe dekh raha tha.

Arjun (aur soft)

Tu dekh rahi thi?

Ammu (thoda ruki… fir dheere se)

Haan. Har moment… tu jab gira tha… tab bhi…

Mubarak ho… Man of the tournament. Golden boot bhi… wah!

Arjun (voice me halka sa sukoon)

Thanks… teri dua thi.

Ammu

Ab tu zyada ud mat jana… superstar. Zyada proud ho gaya toh next match me cheerleader banake khada kar dungi tujhe sideline pe.

Arjun (laughs)

Bas tu khud cheer karne aa jana. Aur kuch nahi chahiye.

Tabhi Arjun ke kamre ka door knock hota hai. Coach ki awaaz aati hai:

Coach

Arjun! Team dinner downstairs. Celebration start ho gaya hai.

Arjun (door ki taraf dekhte hue)

Ammu… mujhe ab nikalna padega. Coach bula raha hai… thoda celebration hai. Tu so ja, bahut late ho gaya hai.

Ammu

Ruk… ek second.

Arjun

Haan?

Ammu

Arjun…

Arjun

Hmmm?

Ammu

Ummmmmm…

(phone pe ek halka sa kiss sound hota hai)

Arjun ki aankhon me ek ajeeb si sharam bhari muskurahat aa jati hai. Woh kuch nahi bolta… bass muskurata hai aur phone ka screen dheere se blank ho jata hai.

Scene end with soft background score

Ammu apne takiye par muskurate hue phone side rakhti hai…

Arjun door ke paas khada hota hai, ek lamha khud ke saath bitake… phir dinner ki taraf nikalta hai — ab uska chehra relaxed tha… jaise uski trophy ka asli reward abhi abhi mila ho.

Celebration Dinner – Hotel Banquet Hall, 11:45 PM

Bade se banquet hall me fairy lights jagmag kar rahi thi. Soft music baj raha tha… buffet table par pasta, pizza, desserts, mocktails sab kuch ready tha. Players apni jerseys utar ke casuals me aa chuke the — laughter, cheers aur photos ka mahaul tha.

Taz corner me ek group ke saath khada tha, sab use tease kar rahe the uske Man of the Match award ko leke.

Vikram

Taz Tu toh aaj Arjun ka bhi baap nikla… 2 goal back to back… wo bhi uske girne ke baad!

Taz (grinning)

Apna toh style hi alag hai bhai… jab tak todega nahi tab tak chhodega nahi

Table ke dusre side pe – Arjun

Arjun thoda late aata hai dinner me. Thakavat uski aankhon me thi, lekin chehre pe wo after-glow tha… jo sirf usi ko hota hai jise kuch precious mil gaya ho.

Team members usse ghusne nahi dete without teasing:

Rahul (Goalkeeper)

Yeh lo… Mr. Golden Boot aaye hain! Zara trophy ko autograph de do… ghar me rakhenge.

Taz aata hai uske paas

Taz

Bhai… tujhe girte hue dekh ke ek second ke liye laga tu nahi uthega. Par tu to… pagal hai. Poora 90 minute khel gaya banda. Respect.

Arjun (shoulder pe haath rakhta hai Taz ka)

Tere jaise striker team me ho toh banda gir ke bhi jeet jaata hai.

Coach unki table pe aata hai, ek wine glass me mocktail leke, sab ko toast karta hai.

Coach

You boys… did something magical. Especially you two — Arjun and Taz.

This isn’t just a trophy. This is the beginning of something bigger.

Sab cheers karte hain… glass clink hote hain… laughter goonjta hai.

Table ke ek corner pe Arjun quietly apne phone ki screen dekhta hai

Wahi selfie… jo Ammu ne bheji thi kal raat… ek pal ke liye uski muskaan deep ho jati hai… fir woh glass uthata hai aur soft murmur karta hai…

Arjun (for himself)

Cheers, Ammu…

Scene dissolves into slow motion montage

Taz pizza ka slice leke dance kar raha hota hai

Arjun team ke saath photo le raha hota hai

Coach sabko mocktail cheers kar raha hota hai

Background me trophy table light ke under chamak rahi hoti hai

Scene ends on a frame of Arjun, looking happy, surrounded by team... but aankhon me ek softness... kisi ek ki yaad leke.

Next Morning – Ammu aur Shanu ke ghar

(Shaam ko team aani thi. Subah se hi dono excited thi… lekin ab dopahar tak poora vibe wedding day jaisa ho gaya tha.)

Ammu’s room – 12 PM

Mirror ke saamne Ammu apne bal set kar rahi thi. White suit aur uske matching hoops. Light kajal aur lip tint lagake wo ek final baar mirror me dekhti hai.

Tabhi door khulta hai aur Shanu, ek haath me straightener aur dusre me eyeliner leke ghusti hai.

Shanu

Ammu

Mujhe thoda space de… liner lagane hai. Tu to ready ho gayi, na?

Ammu

(brush rakh ke thoda side hoti hai)

Main ready hoon… tu late hai. Waise bhi tujhe straightener se kya matlab…

Shanu (embarassing)

… chal jaldi kar, collage gate tak jana hai. Warna bus pahuch gayi to... cheer ke beech tu makeup stream karna padega!

Scene Cut To – College Gate, 3:30 PM

Collage ke main gate ke aas-paas full crowd tha. Student council ne posters, confetti shooters aur speakers lagaye hue the. DJ table se We Are The Champions baja raha tha.

Suddenly – Bus ki horn bajti hai

Saare students ekdam se activate ho jaate hai — clapping, hooting, aur loud cheer.

Bus dheere dheere gate se andar enter karti hai — blue color ke college logo wali team bus.

Rangon ke gulal hawa me udte hain

Patakhe chhoot rahe hote hai dono side se

Ladkiyan phool barsa rahi hoti hai bus ke upar

DJ ka beat aur cheer milke poora mahal vibrating kar raha hota hai

Close-up: Ammu aur Shanu

Ammu aankhon pe haath rakhe bus ki taraf dekh rahi thi… jaise bas ek jhalak chahiye ho uski.

Shanu (softly)

Aa gaye tumhare khiladi…

Bus ke gate pe curtain uthta hai… aur ek ek player utarne lagta hai — sab se pehle Taz, fir Vikram… aur sabse end me, Arjun.

Uske haath me trophy thi… lekin aankhen… Sirf ek direction me jaa rahi thi.

Crowd chanting

Arjun! Arjun! Arjun!

Taz! Taz! Taz!

Champions! Champions!

College Campus – Celebration Chaos

(Loud music. Camera flashes. Student council ke ladke-ladkiyan dhol bajate hue team ko welcome kar rahe hote hai.)Bus ke darwaze se jaise hi Arjun ne kadam rakha...

Uska ek haath trophy pe tha, lekin aankhen...

Ammu ko dhoond rahi thi.

Peeche se confetti udti hai, aur uske team-mates pe haath padte hai—

Victory ki vibe har taraf chhayi thi.

Zoom-In

Ammu crowd ke thoda peechhe, Shanu ke saath khadi thi.

Uske aankhon me ek ajeeb si roshni thi…

Pride, pyaar, aur ek chhupi si halki si hesitation.

Arjun

(andar hi andar, aankhon me)

Woh yahin kahin hai… I can feel her.

Ammu

(soft murmur)

Mujhe hi dekh raha hai…

Ek second ke liye dono ki nazar milti hai.Bheed ke parlay ek aankhon ka handshake.Wo aankhen—na muskurati hai na jhukti hai.

Bas... ek dusre ko mehsoos karti hai.

Lekin usse pehle ki Arjun ek kadam uski taraf badhata…

Taz (team-mate)

Bhaaiii! Tu kya kar raha hai! Aaja yaar!

Aur agle hi second me 4-5 excited juniors Arjun ko crowd se kheench lete hai.

Arjun

(mild resist karte hue)

Arey… main—

Lekin tab tak dusre players ne use trophy ke saath kandhe pe utha liya tha.

Phir kya—Champion! Champion! ke chant ke beech

Usse auditorium ki taraf march kar diya gaya.

Ammu – Slow Motion Reaction

Wo bas wahi ki wahi khadi reh gayi...

Nazrein follow karti rahi Arjun ko…

Par Arjun ka pichla glance usse mil chuka tha.

Shanu (shoulder se lightly thokte hue)

Dekha? Ab to star ban gaya hai tera Arjun…

Ammu (smiling slightly, eyes still fixed)

Haan… lekin wo mujhe dekh raha tha.

Scene: College Auditorium – Few Moments Later

Crowd auditorium ke andar chillaate hue ghusta hai, stage lights on hoti hain, aur entire team ko front stage tak le jaya jaa raha hai.

Stage par Arjun trophy lekar sab ke beech khada tha—

Lekin uski aankhon me ab bhi auditorium ke darwaze ki direction thi…

Jahan se Ammu dikh sakti thi.

College Auditorium – Stage Lights On

(Speakers se mic ki awaaz goonjti hai. Principal, faculty, aur Student Council sab front rows me baithe hai. Auditorium pura bhara hua hai.)

Stage par jaise hi team khadi hoti hai, loud music band ho jata hai.

Sambhal sambhal ke sab players trophy ke saath line me khade ho jate hai.

Taz center me khada hai, uske ek taraf Arjun…

Arjun ke haath me Man of the Tournament ka sash pehnaaya ja chuka hai.

Anchor (excitedly)

Please give a thundering round of applause for our heroes!

Jinhone sirf trophy nahi, humare dil bhi jeet liye!

Crowd phat padta hai – taaliyan, seetiyan, mobile flashlights, ek dam concert vibes.

Zoom-in: Arjun ka POV

Stage ki roshni aankhon pe pad rahi hai, lekin uska dimaag auditorium ke peeche ke darwazon tak chala gaya hai.

Ek ek karke wo aankhen scan karta hai…

Middle row… balcony... right-wing…

Lekin Ammu dikh nahi rahi.

Dil ke kisi kone me halka sa disturbance…

Us din ki selfie yaad aati hai.

Wo shrugg, wo soft ummm, wo raat ka call...

Arjun (andar hi andar)

Kahan ho tum... aaj ke din to sabse pehle tujhe dekhna tha...

Tabhi ek loud voice mic par goonjta hai.

Principal (smiling proudly)

This is not just a sports win, this is a moment of legacy.

And the boy who led this legacy…

Give it up for Arjun singh, our Golden Boot winner with 10 smashing goals!

Crowd erupts

ARJUN! ARJUN! ARJUN!

Confetti burst hoti hai. Spotlight Arjun par fix.

Wo forced smile ke saath aage badhta hai. Trophy upar uthata hai.

Ek photo ke liye pose karta hai.

Taz peeth thapthapata hai uski.

Lekin uske aankhon ka focus... ab bhi auditorium ke ek kone me tha.

Aur tabhi—ek second ke liye—

Darwaze ke paas se hatti hui crowd ke beech

Ammu ki jhalak milti hai.

White kurti, soft kajal eyes…

Halki si muskuraahat… aankhen bas Arjun pe tikki hui.

Arjun (andar se)

Mil gayi.

Uske lips halki si curve hote hai…

Photo click hone ke samay bas ek choti si smile…

Taz (teasing whisper)

Bhaai... ab to award le liya, wo bhi le le zara seene se…

Arjun

(half-smile, aankhon se Ammu ki taraf dekhte hue)

Already le chuka hoon…

Auditorium ke bahar – Shaam ki soft dhoop

Gate ke bahar students ka group ek dam mehfil bana chuka tha. Patakhe ki khushboo abhi bhi hawa me thi.

College ke lawns pe sab log team ke saath selfies le rahe the, kisi ka phone ghoom raha tha, to koi Taz ka autograph le raha tha.

Shanu ek kone me khadi thi, camera ready rakhe, kyunki usse lag raha tha kuch hone wala hai...

Ammu auditorium se bahar aayi. Thoda crowd se alag, thoda thehra hua chehra.

Halki halki thakaan thi, lekin aankhon me wo chamak – jaise kisi cheez ka intezaar ab poora hua ho.

Usne nazar uthai… aur usi waqt Arjun samne aa gaya.

Bheed me sab dheere dheere dhundhla sa ho gaya.

Sirf wo do log.

Ek dusre ke bilkul samne.

Bech me bas ek haath bhar ki doori.

Arjun aankhon se uska haal puchhta raha, bina kuch bole.

Ammu thoda sa neck tilt karke, aankhen churaane ki koshish karti hai.

Phir Arjun ne halki si awaaz me kaha…

Arjun

Aayi thi?

Ammu

Abhi to stage se hi ghoor ke dekh raha tha... tu hi bata.

Arjun

Crowd mein kho gayi thi tu…

Ammu

Aur tu to stage pe tha... fir bhi mujhe dhoondh raha tha?

Arjun ne ek second ke liye aankh jhuki, fir muskara ke dekha.

Arjun

Aaj jitne se zyada zaroori tha... tujhe dekhna.

Ammu ki saans thodi tez hui. Usne palak jhapkaayi.

Fir dheere se pallu ko ungliyon me lapet ke bola…

Ammu

Bohot chot lagi thi?

Arjun

Jyada nahi… tera naam yaad tha... isiliye khelta raha.

Ammu ne aankhen bhar aayi si roki…

Fir usne zyada emotional hone se pehle usi purani masti wali tone me kaha…

Ammu

Aur kitni lines rehearse karke aaya hai final ke liye?

Arjun (halki hansi ke sath)

Bas tu hansi to… match jeet gaya, dil bhi jeet gaya.

Background me Shanu ki awaaz

Ammuuuuuuuu! Jaldi chal, Taz photo ke liye bula raha hai!

Ammu ne ek baar Arjun ki aankhon me dekha.

Phir jaane se pehle thoda jhuk ke dheere se bola…

Ammu

Proud of you, Arjun.

Aur phir nikal gayi…

Arjun (andar se)

Tere ek lafz se... pura tournament worth lagta hai.

[Greenwood]

Update 57

Arjun ke ghar ka angan, puri gali ka jashn

Poore mohalle mein ek hi baat chal rahi thi –

Arjun ne college team ko tournament jeetaya!

Golden boot bhi mila!

Man of the tournament bhi!

Aur sabse badi baat – poore area ka naam roshan kiya!

Ghar ke bahar rangoli bani thi. Gate pe "Congratulations Arjun!" ka handmade banner latka hua tha.

Dhoop me chamakta hua welcome decoration… aur har thodi der me koi na koi mehmaan aa jata, ladoo aur halwa le kar.

Sofe par:

Pratap ek dam chest proud karke, ek-ek ko sambhal ke thank you keh rahe the.

Madhu sabke liye paani aur chai bhejne me busy thi, lekin chehra pura khil raha tha.

Unke saath Azhar bhi baithe the – unka haath bandha tha (dawai lene ki wajah se), lekin expression me pure fauj ka fakhar tha.

Beech me Arjun baitha tha – ek white kurta aur blue jeans me, thoda thaka hua lekin poora hero lag raha tha.

Peeche se:

Shanu ek tray me mithai leke sabko offer kar rahi thi, aur beech beech me kisi aunty ke comments pe chhupke hans bhi padti.

Ammu thodi door se sab kuch observe kar rahi thi… ek aise nazar se jisme kisi ka fख्र proud bhi tha, apnapan bhi

Aur Asma, apni usual calm expression ke sath sab guests ka welcome kar rahi thi.

Padosan Aunty (Pallu sambhalte hue)

Madhu ji, itna badha kaam kiya aapke bete ne… hum sabko aap logon pe fakhar hai!

Madhu (halki si muskaan ke sath)

Sab aap logon ke duaon ka asar hai… aur isne mehnat bhi bohot ki.

Ek uncle (Pratap se)

Pratap bhai, yeh to seedha national team me jaana chahiye!

Pratap (fakh se)

Usi ki taiyaari hai ab… college ka stage chhota pad raha hai iske liye.

Arjun thoda sharma jaata hai… aur peeche murke Shanu ko aankhon se kuch signal deta hai.

Shanu hansi rok ke chaay ki tray aage kar deti hai, jaise keh rahi ho – ab bhag mat, abhi aur log baaki hai!

Ammu ki nazar us par tik jaati hai…

Wo is bheed bhare moment me bhi Arjun ke chehre ki thakaan, uski aankhon ki gehrayi, sab dekh pa rahi thi.

Background me:

Bachche Arjun ke saath photo le rahe hote hain, koi autograph le raha hota hai, aur ek speaker me cricket ka anthem chal raha hota hai jo Arjun ke naam se joda gaya hai.

Azhar (Madhu se halki awaaz me)

Is baar to humare bachche chhaa gaye… chhota Arjun aur Taz dono.

Madhu

Haan… aur sabse badi baat yeh hai ki sab milke jeete… sirf khel nahi, dil bhi.

Scene thoda zoom out hota hai, camera ghar ke bahar tak le jata hai…

Mohalle wale gate ke bahar bhi khade ho kar Arjun ke naam ki taali baja rahe hote hain.

Cut to – Ammu ka chehra… wo Arjun ki taraf dekhti hai.

Aur uske aankhon me ek shabd ubharte hain…

Yeh ladka mera hai.

[b]Midnight – Zaheer ki chhat[/b]

Hawa thodi thandi thi, asmaan me kuch taare the… aur chhat ke ek kone me ek parchaayi halke kadam se chalti hui dikh rahi thi.

Iron railing ke paas khada Arjun, haath pocket me, aankhon me wahi usual adaa —

jaise kisi ko dhoondh raha ho, lekin shikayat bhi saath laaya ho.

Thodi der baad uske peechhe se soft footsteps aate hain…

Ammu, usi simple night kurti me, baalon ko clip se bandh rakha tha.

Uske chehre par ek halki muskaan… jaise usse pata tha ki Arjun aayega.

Arjun (bina uski taraf dekhe)

Sab aaye the… aunty, uncle, Mohini aunty ke dono ladke, woh chashmish padosi, uska cat wala nephew bhi…

Bas ek nahi aaya.

Ammu (jaanti thi kiski baat ho rahi hai)

Wo thoda busy tha… actually kal se uska kuch official kaam hai. Usne bola bhi tha ki...

Arjun (ghuma ke uski taraf dekhte hue)

Tu na bas excuse banana seekh gayi hai uske liye…

Ek taraf tera bhai, doosri taraf tera… main.

Kabhi kabhi lagta hai dono alag-alag league ke players hain.

Ammu (narm hansi ke saath)

Aur tu kya sochta hai? Tera naam trophy pe likh gaya to main bhool jaungi kis taraf hoon?

Arjun (uski taraf do kadam badha ke)

Main to bas itna chahta tha…

Ek simple congratulations uske mooh se bhi mil jaata, to acha lagta.

Tu to samajhti hai na…

Ammu (nigah jhuka ke, phir uthake softly)

Main bhi wahi hoon, Arjun… jahaan tu hai.

Dono ke beech ek halki khamoshi… na uncomfortable, na zyada poetic… bas real.

Arjun (ek dum se mood change karte hue)

Waise ek cheez reh gayi hai…

Mujhe mera aakhiri reward nahi mila.

Ammu (nazar se uska matlab samajhne ki koshish karte hue)

Kya reward?

Arjun (thoda aur paas aake)

Final jeetne ke baad jo sabse zaroori prize tha…

Sab mila… trophy, medal, claps, photo…

Lekin tu… tune mujhe kuch nahi diya.

Ammu uski aankhon me dekhti hai. Kuch seconds tak kuch nahi bolti. Sirf uska chehra padhti hai.

Phir wo dheere se peeche mudti hai…

Scene fade out hota hai —

Camera us white door pe rukta hai jo Zaheer ke ghar ke ek guest room ka hai.

Cut to: Bedroom ka andhera, jisme sirf ek halki moonlight ki lehar hai.

Curtain hawa se hil raha hai…

Koi awaaz nahi…

Bas ek softness… ek warmth…

Jisme shabdon ki zarurat nahi hoti.

Ammu ka room

Dim yellow light bedside lamp se nikal kar room ke ek kone me tikhi si shadow banati hai. Hawa me ek halka citrus aur mitti ka mix scent… jaise baarish aayi ho aur usme koi purani diary band ho gayi ho.

Arjun, bed ke edge par baitha hua…

Uski elbows thighs par tikki hain, aur ungliyan apas me fasi hui.

Room ke kone me padhe books, dusty shelf, aur window ke pare curtain ko dekh raha tha…

Jaise kisi aur cheez ka intezaar ho raha ho — ya kisi ehsaas ka.

Tabhi ek halki si kharash jaisi sound hoti hai…

Room ke attached store ka darwaza dheere se khulta hai.

Wahan se Ammu bahar aati hai 

Ek cotton ka soft shawl uske kandhon se lapeta hua…

Chehra thoda shadow me, lekin uski aankhon ka laalpan aur gaalon ki halki si gulabi chhaya us soft yellow light me saaf dikh rahi thi.

Uske kadam halki si thartharahat ke sath chalte hai, lekin andar ek decision clearly le chuka hota hai.

Ammu ka har step uske apne emotions ke against jaise ek silent fight jaisa lagta hai.

Arjun ka dhyaan us taraf jaata hai.

Wo thoda seedha baithta hai, aankhon me ek soft welcome ki chamak ke saath.

Arjun (dheere se muskurate hue)

Ammu...

Lekin jaise hi wo uska chehra dekh kar uski aankhon ki halchal ko padhta hai…

Uske face ki muskurahat thodi si fade ho jaati hai.

Wo samajh jaata hai — yeh moment sirf uske liye nahi, Ammu ke liye bhi ek kasauti hai.

Ammu, ab bilkul uske saamne.

Thodi der tak aankhen uski aankhon me tikaye rakhti hai —

Kuch kehna chahti hai…

Magar alfaaz nahi milte.

Phir wo uski taraf ek halki si neck tilt ke saath dekhti hai —

Jaise aankhon se keh rahi ho: pesh hai… tumhara reward.

Phir uski nazar neeche jhukti hai…

Aur uske dono haathon ka grip dheere dheere dheela padta hai…

Shawl, uske kandhon se nikal kar… bed ke kinare par gir jata hai.

Ek silken sa sound… halki si gasp… aur ek stillness room me cha jaati hai.

Camera Arjun ke face pe zoom karta hai

Jaha pehle ek subtle si smile thi… ab ek mixture of softness, emotion, aur respect nazar aata hai.

Wo kuch nahi bolta.

Uske haath aage nahi badhte.

Sirf uski aankhen — jaise poora waqt usme tham gaya ho.

Scene fade out hota hai...

Background me ek faint ambient music – sirf dard aur pyaar ka ek melting point...

Ammu ka shawl girte hi waqt jaise thahar gaya tha.

Wo ab Arjun ke saamne khadi thi — usi undergarment set mein jo Arjun ne khud uske liye chuna tha… ek soft pastel tone ka, lace-edged piece… jisme na kuch zyada tha, na kuch kam… sirf ek khoobsurat khayal ki tarah.

Uska doodh jaisa safed rang, uske smooth curves, aur us light ki reflection… sab kuch Arjun ki aankhon ke liye ek aise tasveer ki tarah tha jo usne kabhi sirf sochi thi — aaj saamne thi.

Arjun

(Uski aankhon me ek mixture of disbelief aur desire)

Ammu…

Lekin uske lips pe koi lafz nahi aaya.

Sirf uska chest halki halki saans se upar neeche ho raha tha… jaise dil ne tezi se beat karna shuru kar diya ho.

Ammu ke haath apne peechhe ki taraf bandhe hue the, jaise khud ko present kar rahi ho bina kisi shabd ke. Arjun ki aankho ko is moment par yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki Ammu uska pyaar uske samne kabhi aise bhi pesh hovegi... Ammu ke tight round shape chuche is tight bra me or bhi jyada attractive lag rahe they mano kisi karigar ne apni kala se koi murat banai ho, Ammu ka navel paas se dekhne par use photo se bhi jyada sundar lag rahi thi or uski thighs us satin panty me bilkul ek aag laga rahi thi, sabse dilchasp hissa ammu ko cleavage or upper boobs lag raha tha bilkul hot

Arjun ab dheere se uthta hai…

Uske har step me ek halke vibration jaisa tha… kuch bolne se pehle usne Ammu ke baalon ke paas apna chehra le jaakar uske kaan ke paas halki si saans bhari…

Arjun ne apne dono haathon se uske kandhon ko chhua…

Naram, dhire… jaise kisi tasveer ko chhune se wo mitt na jaye.

Uske touch me koi jaldi nahi thi, koi hungama nahi tha — sirf ek gehri chaahat, ek jazba, ek vaada.

Ek khamoshi thi jisme lafzon ki zarurat nahi thi…

Ek raat thi jisme chand bhi darwaze ke peeche ruk gaya tha…

Arjun ne uska haath apne dil par rakha…

Aur phir use apni baahon me le liya — dhire dhire, bina shabd ke, sirf ek jazbaat ke saath…

Ammu Arjun ki baahon me aayi thi... lekin Arjun ab bhi usse seedhe dekh nahi pa raha tha.

Uski aankhon ke saamne ab bhi wohi lamha repeat ho raha tha... jab shawl gira tha, aur uski Ammu... uski Ammu uske saamne us tarah khadi thi, bina kuch kahe, sirf uski aankhon me ek jawab le kar.

Us pal Arjun ka bas chalta to waqt ko wahi freeze kar deta.

Uske haath ab bhi uski kamar ke aas-paas the...

Ammu ke soft skin ki warmth uske haathon me ghul chuki thi...

Wo halki si thartharahat... uska dhadkanon ka tezi se chalna... sab kuch Arjun mehsoos kar raha tha.

Uske liye ye koi physical moment nahi tha...

Ye uske liye Ammu ki taraf se ek vishwas tha.

Ek jazba tha… “Main sirf teri hoon.”

Arjun ke liye us se bada medal duniya me kuch nahi tha.

Usne apni aankhen band kar ke Ammu ke forehead se forehead lagaya…

Uski saans uske chehre pe pad rahi thi…

Uski aankhon ke saamne ek ek flashback chal raha tha:

– Jab usne pehli baar use college ke registration counter par dekha tha...

– Jab unka pehla jhagda hua tha…

– Jab Ammu ne pehli baar uska naam liya tha bina gusse ke…

– Aur jab usne use maaf kiya tha…

Aur ab...

Ammu uske saamne thi — poori, sachaayi ke saath, sharam ke saath... lekin kisi bhi dar ke bina.

Arjun ka gala bhari ja raha tha…

Lekin usne apni aankhen kholi aur dheere se Ammu ke cheek ko chhua…

Ek dum naram, jaise koi gudiya ho…

Apne andar ke jazbaat ko thoda rok kar, usne use seedhe aankhon me dekha.

Arjun

(Tikta hua, halki si muskurahat ke saath, dil se)

Tujhe dekhke lagta hai... jaise sab kuch jeet gaya ho main.

Match, trophy, duniya... sab.

Tujh se zyada khoobsurat reward... maanga hi nahi kabhi.

Ammu ne sirf aankhon me aankhon daali…

Uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si shanti thi… jaise wo bhi uske har lafz ko mehsoos kar rahi ho.

Phir Arjun uske balon me haath ghumata hai… aur halki si masti bhari cheekhi deta hai…

Arjun

Par ek problem hai…

Itni khoobsurat lag rahi hai tu… ki ab mujhe neend nahi aane wali.

Ammu halki si muskura deti hai, sharma jaati hai, aur apna sir uske chest me chhupa leti hai.

Arjun usse aur kas ke pakad leta hai…

Uski dhadkanon ka ek ek beat… ab Arjun ke dil me baj raha tha…

Koi music nahi chal raha tha, lekin ek mehfil thi…

Do dilon ke darmiyaan…

Light aur zyada dim ho jaati hai…

Sirf unka silhoutte dikhayi deta hai…

Aur Arjun ka voice-over sunai deta hai:

Kabhi kabhi jeetna sirf medal nahi hota…

Kabhi kabhi jeet... kisi ka saath hota hai.

Ammu... meri jeet hai.

Ammu ab bhi Arjun ke baahon me thi, lekin Arjun ki aankhon me ab sirf ek jazba tha — mohabbat ka, lekin izzat ka… samajhne ka.

Usne dheere se Ammu ke kandhe se apna haath hataya, uska chehra apni ungliyon se thoda upar uthaya… uski aankhon me jhaankte hue, jaise kisi jawaban ke liye nahi... ek samajh ke liye.

Arjun

Yeh sab... kya hai Ammu?

Ammu ne uski aankhon me dekha… kuch bolne ki koshish ki, lekin lafzon ne saath nahi diya…

Uske aansuon ne pehle jawab diya.

Usne apne dono haath Arjun ke haathon me rakh diye…

Aur phir uski awaaz… halki, lekin bhari hui…

Ammu

Main tujhe…Main tujhe ab aur nahi khona chahti, Arjun.Tu sirf mera hai…

Arjun ka dil ek pal ke liye thama…

Usne ek gehri saans li… uski aankhon me ab tak ke saare pal ghoom gaye — rishton ka darr, apne hone ka dar, har wo lamha jahan Ammu ne sirf is rishte ko bachane ke liye khud ko dhoondha tha.

Usne turant paas padhe shawl ko uthaya…

Aur bade pyaar se, bade izzat se us shawl ko Ammu ke badan par wapas lapet diya…

Phir usne use apni baahon me le liya, is baar sirf mohabbat se nahi… ehteraam se.

Arjun

Tu meri zindagi hai, Ammu.

Main, meri saansein, meri dhadkan… sab kuch tu hai.

Ammu uski chhati se lagi… ab ro rahi thi… khul kar…

Lekin uske aansuon me darr nahi tha… relief tha.

Jaise saalon se jo dab ke rakha tha, aaj nikal gaya ho.

Arjun

Tu meri izzat hai, Ammu.

Mujhe teri zarurat hai… teri khoobsurti ki nahi.

Tere hone ki.

Ammu ne aankhon me aankhon daali… aur phir ek halka sa hans diya, us roti roti muskurahat ke beech…Wo pal… kisi wedding vow se kam nahi tha.

Camera piche zoom karta hai…

Raat ka ek hissa jaa chuka tha...

Room ke kone me halki si light ab bhi jal rahi thi… ek warm yellow tone me, jo sirf un dono ke aaspaas ki dunia roshan kar rahi thi.

Camera dheere se zoom karta hai...

Bed par Ammu aur Arjun blanket ke neeche, ek dusre ke saath... close, quiet, connected.

Ammu ne ab tak wahi shawl lapet rakha tha... sirf woh... uski khushboo me ab Arjun ke haath ki touch bhi shamil ho chuki thi.

Woh Arjun ke baahon me thi — spooning position me, Arjun uske piche, uski kamar par apna haath rakhkar dheere dheere ungliyon se uska haath thaam raha tha.

Ammu ki aankhein band thi… par uska chehra Arjun ke gale se touch ho raha tha… ek sukoon tha uski saanso me, lekin Arjun?

Arjun ab bhi fully woke... uski aankhon me har ek second, har ek touch ek alag hi feeling le kar aayi thi.

Arjun (uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar, halki muskaan ke saath)

Madam… ye jo aapka reward tha…

Thoda unexpected tha, par mazaa aaya…

Ammu (thoda sa hile, aankhein band rakhti hue)

Shhh… Arjun… so ja na…

Arjun

Main so jaun?

Itna sab kar diya… aur tu mujhe keh rahi hai so ja?

Itne garam mahol ke baad ab arjun ka lund jag chuka tha jo ammu ne bhi notice Kiya or cuddle karne ki wajah se uski ass par wo chubh sa raha tha lekin Ammu ab or kuch kehne ya karne ke mood me nahi thi, use bas apna arjun chahiye tha

Uska haath ab uski kamar ke thoda aur paas gaya… usne ammu ki body ko dheere se khinch kar apne aur kareeb kar liya.

Arjun (ab thoda naughty tone me)

Waise ek baat bolun…

Mujhe laga tha tu red colour wala set pehnegi…

Par ye wala... Love you Ammu

Ammu (ab thoda sa hansi rokte hue)

Shut up, Arjun…

Arjun

Kya shut up... ab to reward mil gaya, to review bhi milega…

Usne uske gale ke niche halka sa touch kiya... sirf ek second ke liye… aur fir wapas uska haath tightly pakad liya…

Ammu ne uske haath ko jhat se roka… lekin muskuraate hue.

Ammu ne ab pehli baar uska haath apne haathon me le liya…

Apne dil par rakh kar, sirf ek line boli…

Ammu

Tujhe jeetne ke liye… mujhe khud se ladna pada, Arjun.

Uska tone soft tha… lekin wo line Arjun ke dil me utar gayi.

Usne uske baalon me se thoda sir hata kar uske kaan ke paas ek halki si cheek press ki…

Arjun

Tu jeet gayi, Ammu.

Aur main… tujhme haar gaya.

Dono ab ek dusre me lipte hue… halki halki muskurahaton ke saath… neend ke ek pyare se jadoo me kho jaate hai.

Camera zoom out karta hai…

Kambal ke andar ek narm si halchal...

Kambal ke bahar ek chaand ki roshni…

Aur beech me... ek rishte ki jeet ka sukoon.

[b]Scene fade out.[/b]

[Kuchnahi24]

heartfelt … amazing

[Anum sheikh]

Waqt k sath heartbeat Bhi jesy ruk c gai ho. lajwab thought's

[Greenwood]

Update 58

Next Morning Scene

Subah ka pehla ujala abhi thoda thoda kamre ke pardon se chhalak raha tha…

Kamre ki roshni ab bhi dim thi… lekin itni zaroor ki us soft si roshni me Ammu ka chehra safed takiye par aur bhi zyada narm aur khilta hua lag raha tha.

Uske kandhe par sirf ek blanket tha… baaki pura badan ab bhi undergarments me tha — wahi set jo usne kal raat Arjun ke liye pehna tha.

Wo blanket ke andar thoda si hilli… neend se jaagne wali wo pehli si khumari abhi uski aankhon me thi.

Ammu ne aankh khol kar apne aas paas dekha…

Bed pe ek side khaali thi.

Arjun chala gaya tha.

Uske lips par ek halki si smile aayi… jaise kisi khwab ne sach hone ke baad use subah me bhi chhed diya ho.

Usne apni aankhon ko haathon se halka sa chhupa liya… fir khud se hi sharma ke muskara di.

Woh blanket ko thoda sa tightly apne shoulder par lapet kar baithi, aur fir dheere se bed se niche utri.

Pehle ek baar khidki ke paas jaake bahar jhaankti hai… phir almari se apne kapde nikaalti hai.

Ammu (apne aap se dheere se, aankhon me sharam bhari muskaan ke saath)

Pagal hai ye ladka…

Phir wo kapde le kar washroom me chali jaati hai.

Cut to: Washroom

Shower chal raha hai… paani ki dhaar uske balon se le kar gardan, kandho tak behti hai.

Ammu apni aankhon band kar leti hai… aur tabhi, kal raat ke lamhe uske zehen me baandh jaate hai.

Arjun ka woh pehli baar nazar bhar ke dekhna…

Uska thoda emotional ho kar shawl lapet dena…

Uske baad woh lamha jab woh dono ek dusre se chipak kar cuddle kiya tha…

Arjun ke haath uski kamar par…

Uska uske baalon me se hoton tak jhukna… aur cuddle ke doran hi arjun ki wo tikhi or sakht chiz ka Ammu ke ass par pressure dalna... Ammu pehli baar is nashe me thi or is nashe ne use jakad liya tha, shower ki hajaro boondo ke bich ek boond aisi thi jisne Ammu ko ek naya ehsaas de diya tha or uske muh se ek sigh nikal chuki thi, uske gaal ab or laal ho chuke they arjun ke naam ki boondein use lutf ke sath sath beintehaa blushing or sharm bhi de rahi thi

Aur phir, ek raat bhar ka narm, nasha bhara saath.

Ammu ki aankhon ke kone se ek sharmaayi hui muskaan phir nikal aayi.

Usne apne honth thoda chupa liye… lekin cheeks laal ho chuke the.

Ammu (andar hi andar)

Main pagal ho gayi hoon…

Par ye paagalpan… sach me meri zindagi ban gaya hai.

Camera dheere se uski gardan se paani ki dharon par zoom karta hai…

Uske haath jo apne baalon se paani nikaal rahe hote hai…

Aur uske chehre par woh naughty si sharmaayi smile, jo sirf kisi ladki ko tab aati hai… jab usne raat bhar sirf pyar mehsoos kiya ho, sirf izzat, sirf belonging.

Scene fade out with soft instrumental score.

[b]Arjun’s House – Subah ka Mahol[/b]

Ghar me abhi bhi kal raat wale jashn ki khushbu baaki thi…

Balloon ke kuch tukde, mithaiyon ki khali platein, aur ek taraf rakhe fresh flowers jo mohalla wale kal laaye the — sab abhi bhi uss raat ko yaad dila rahe the.

Drawing room me Madhu aur Pratap subah-subah pocha aur saman theek karwa rahe the. Madhu ek tray me chai ke cups le kar aayi, jabki Pratap kuch chairs wapas andar rakhwa rahe the. Dono thode tired dikh rahe the, lekin aankhon me ek sukoon tha.

Tabhi Arjun hall ke kone se nikalta hai — freshly showered, white kurta aur denims me, baalon me halka se gel lagaye… lekin aankhon me kuch narmi thi, kuch nayi si shanti.

Pratap (Arjun ko dekhte hi, halki si hansi rok kar)

Lo, sahab aaye bhi. Socha tha final match ke baad to ek hafte tak nazar nahi aayenge.

Madhu (uski taraf pyar se dekhte hue)

Itni jaldi uth gaya?

Arjun (thoda sa neck scratch karta hua, casual banne ki koshish me)

Woh… bas ho gaya …

Madhu (Arjun ko chai dete hue, softly)

Aaj teri chai me adrak bhi dala hai… waise hi jaise tujhe pasand hai.

Arjun (madhu ki taraf dekhkar, genuinely)

Thanks maa…

Pause.

Phir ek chhoti si silence hoti hai… Arjun chai ki chuski le raha hota hai, lekin Madhu usse dekhti rehti hai. Pratap fir se chair uthata hai, lekin ruk jaata hai.

Pratap

Arjun…

Arjun (dekhta hai unki taraf)

Pratap

beta, aaj tujh par bahut proud feel ho raha hai... Kabhi tujhe galat samjha ya galat keh diya ho to maaf kar dena

Arjun ki aankhen kuh kehna chahti hain… lekin lafz nahi milte.

Wo bas halka sa jhuk kar sir hila deta hai. Madhu uske balon me haath pher deti hai — ek maa ka ashirwad jaisa soft touch.

Madhu (muskurate hue, aankhon me thoda emotion)

abse tu jaisa bole beta, hum tera saath denge

Camera zooms out slowly.

Background me ek light instrumental score bajta hai.

Arjun apne cup se ek aur chuski leta hai… aankhon me ek relief… ek nayi shuruaat ki ahat…

Scene fades.

College Campus – Do Din Baad Arjun Ke Final Match Ke

Din dhoopdaar tha, lekin college ka har kona Arjun ke naam se chamak raha tha. Notice board pe uski match ki photo lagayi gayi thi — trophy uthaye hue, poori team ke saath. Students pass hote hue usi photo ke samne rukte, uski performance ke clips phone me dikhate.

Zaheer ne college ke main gate se andar kadam rakhe hi the, ke ek ladka aur ladki uske pass se nikalte hue baat karte sunai diye:

Ladka

Bhai uske final ke rally shots… insane yaar. Pure court ka king tha Arjun.

Ladki

Aur sirf game nahi… uska attitude, confidence. I mean… ekdum real sportsman lag raha tha.

Zaheer ne unki taraf casually dekha, fir aankhon se nazar hata li.

College canteen ke pass se guzra to wahan bhi wahi haal. Kuch juniors table pe baith kar clips repeat kar rahe the.

Ek junior

Bhai Arjun bhai ne live stream to tod di. Unki har rally rewind pe bhi maza deti hai.

Dusra

Aur usne final ke baad jo speech diya na… uff… total goosebumps.

Zaheer ka chehra thoda stiff hone laga tha… wo canteen se nikal gaya.

Campus ke corridor me chalk karte hue usne dekha ki ek teacher bhi kisi student se keh rahi thi:

Teacher

Arjun ka dedication dekh ke mujhe yakeen ho gaya, ki agar kisi me jazba ho to wo kisike bhi standards cross kar sakta hai.

Student

Yes ma’am. Actually wo to legend ban gaya hai college ka.

Zaheer ki ungliyon ki grip uski notebook pe tight hone lagi thi. Har mod pe, har jhunde me, har discussion me ek hi naam — Arjun.

Uska mann bhar gaya tha. Wo bina kisi se kuch kahe, chhup chhup ke chalne laga…

College ke peechhe ek chhoti si unused staircase thi, jahan kabhi kabhi log group study karne aate the, ya bas silence enjoy karne.

Zaheer wahan jaa baitha. Aas paas koi nahi tha. Bas door se birds chirping ki awaaz, aur kahin se canteen ka soft music aa raha tha.

Zaheer ne aankhon ko band kiya… aur peeth di diwar se lagayi.

Usne apne bag se ek chhoti bottle nikali — paani ki — aur usme se ek sip le kar wapas aankhen band kar li. Ek thandi si hawa uske chehre se takraayi

[b]College Canteen[/b]

Lunch break ka waqt tha. Canteen usually iss waqt full hoti thi, magar aaj kuch alag hi buzz tha. Har table par bas ek hi discussion — Arjun ka final match, uski winning serve, aur uska killer attitude.

Canteen ke entrance pe Shanu khadi thi, aankhon me mischievous smile. Usne whisper kiya

"He’s coming. Be ready."

Jab tak Arjun ne canteen ke door se kadam andar rakha,

poori canteen ekdum silence me chali gayi.

Ek pal ke liye Arjun ko laga, kuch galat ho gaya hai… lekin

agli hi second me —

Poore hall me zor zor se clapping goonj uthi.

Sab log khade ho gaye — juniors, seniors, even kuch staff.

"Arjun! Arjun! Arjun!"

Naam goonj raha tha,

jaise koi celebrity aaya ho.

Taz table ke upar chadh gaya aur apni sporty awaaz me chillaya:

Taz

Yeh hai hamara champ! Christiano arjun !

Sab phir se cheer karne lage, kuch log phone se recording bhi kar rahe the.

Arjun thoda hichkichaya, lekin fir ek modest si smile ke saath andar chala gaya. Usne sab ko salute kiya, haath jod kar thank you bola.

Jab wo Shanu ke paas pahucha,

Shanu ne use ek chocolate trophy di, chhoti si fun gift:

Shanu

Yeh teri sabse badi jeet ka sabse childish award.

Arjun ne hans kar trophy le li… aur uska chehra halki si emotional smile me badal gaya. Uske liye yeh sirf match nahi tha — yeh uski poori journey ki pehli legit swikriti thi.

Usne nazar uthakar dekha —

door corner me Ammu khadi thi,

bina kuch bole sirf usse dekh rahi thi…

ek aankh ki jhalak me itna kuch keh diya jaise keh rahi ho

"You deserved this… and more."

Scene slow motion me freeze hota hai, claps background me goonjti rehti hain.

College Canteen, Arjun’s Table

Sab log Arjun ka welcome karne ke baad apne apne group me wapas busy ho gaye. Cheers se bhara canteen ab phir se normal rhythm me aa gaya tha, lekin kuch nazarien ab bhi Arjun par tikki hui thi.

Arjun ne ek kone ki table chuni, thoda shant, thoda comfortable. Uske haath me ab bhi wo chhoti si chocolate trophy thi jo Shanu ne di thi. Usne usse table par rakha, ek halki si smile ke saath — jaise kisi prized medal ko sambhal raha ho.

Tabhi…

Ammu us taraf badhti hai. Dheere se us table ke saamne aayi, ek pal ke liye Arjun ki aankhon me dekha, fir uske opposite ki seat par baith gayi… bina kuch kahe.

Arjun ne ek eyebrow raise kiya, halki si teasing expression ke saath:

Arjun

Aaj bina invitation ke?

Ammu halka sa jhuk ke muskurayi, lekin aankhon me wo confident spark tha.

Ammu

Tera reward tujhe de chuki hoon. Ab thoda sa time bhi toh deserve karti hoon…

Arjun ki aankhon me shok aur khushi ka mix ek pal ke liye chamka. Usne coffee ka cup uthaya, sip liya, aur aankhon se jawab diya —

"Har second tera."

Do chairs door, Shanu table ki taraf badh rahi thi.

Usne dekha Ammu already Arjun ke saamne baithi hai. Arjun ka body language relaxed tha, lekin sirf Ammu ke saamne.

Shanu ka kadam thoda sa ruka… fir uske chehre pe ek soft smile aayi.

Bina kuch kahe usne rasta change kar diya… aur jaane anjaane aankhon se Zaheer ko talashne lagi.

Lekin Zaheer canteen me nahi dikh raha tha.Na apni usual jagah pe, na crowd ke beech.

Shanu thoda sa uneasy si ho gayi.

Usne phone nikala, ek message type kiya —

"Kaha ho tu?"

Phir screen band karke apne bag me daal diya.

Camera meanwhile Arjun aur Ammu ke table par wapas zoom karta hai — jahan dono ki aankhon ke beech ek silent conversation chal rahi hoti hai.[b]Pyaar, comfort, aur ek shared memory jo sirf dono jaante the.[/b]

[b][b]College corridor, afternoon break.[/b][/b]

Ammu water cooler se bottle bhar rahi hoti hai, tabhi Arjun uske piche aake halki si awaaz me bolta hai:

Arjun

Thak gayi?

Ammu ne bottle ki cap band karte hue ek baar uski taraf dekha, aankhon me thoda alert aur thoda blush tha.

Ammu

Kya?

Arjun (aankhon me shaitani chamak)

Mera matlab... itni der tak sone ke baad bhi itni tired ho, to soch raha ho... reason kya ho sakta hai.

Ammu ka chehra laal pad gaya. Wo kuch bolti uske pehle hi Arjun thoda aur jhuk ke uske kaan ke paas bolta hai.

Arjun

Waise kal raat... tu kuch zyada hi generous thi reward dene me. Main abhi tak recover nahi kar paya.

Ammu ne uski taraf aankhein tedi karke dekha.

Ammu

Tu na... bilkul besharam hota ja raha hai.

Arjun (muskurake)

Besharam? Arre main toh bas appreciation kar raha hoon. Waise... woh lavender wale perfume ki smell abhi tak yaad hai mujhe... aur wo shawl... uff.

Ammu ne uske haath par ek halka sa punch maara.

Ammu

Shut up Arjun! Public me khade ho, dhyan rakh thoda.

Arjun (zara aur paas hoke, low voice)

Kal raat tujhme aur aaj wali tujh mein... sirf ek shawl ka fark hai. Par dono version meri jaan le jaate hain.

Ammu aankhon se warning deti hai, lekin uske lips ka corner muskurata hai. Arjun ne uske cheek ke paas halki si fuu kiya — jaise yaad dila raha ho raat ka woh close moment.

Ammu ne bottle uske haath me thama di.

Ammu

Ja... pehle yeh pi le. Tujhe zyada garam ho gaya hai lagta hai.

Arjun (laughing)

Main toh bas tere temperature se match kar raha hoon, Ammu.

Un dono ke beech ek teasing silence hota hai... aankhon ki ek language hoti hai, jisme raat bhar ki baatein, touch, smile, aur emotions pal bhar me dobara zinda ho jaate hain

College Gymnasium (Evening)

Taz ka solo moment, thoda intense aur motivating

Empty gym ke beech, ek punching bag latka hua tha. Light sirf ek side se aa rahi thi — gym ki chhoti window se dhoop ki halki si patti seedhe bag par pad rahi thi. Har jagah ek heavy silence tha, sirf gloves ki thap thap aur Taz ki saans ki aawaz.

Taz (focus me, gloves pehnte hue)

Ek tournament gaya… ab next kaam

Usne bandage ko thoda aur tight kiya… fir bag ke saamne khada ho gaya.

Ek pal ke liye aankhein band ki.

Flash cut – Arjun ko trophy milti hui, sab log clap kar rahe hain, Ammu uske paas khadi hai… Zaheer kahin peeche khamos

Phir flash – Nikhat usse coaching session me tight expression ke saath daant rahi hai.

Nikhat (thought echo)

Taz… talent hai tere paas, lekin discipline nahi.

Usne aankhein kholi.

Ek naya determination tha unme.

Taz (apne aap se)

Ab koi shortcut nahi… koi distraction nahi.

Ek heavy punch — bag hil gaya.

Fir ek aur, fir rapid combo… left-right-left, breath sync me.

Uske paas rakha bottle gir gaya jab usne ek roundhouse maara.

Lekin usne dekha bhi nahi. Bas laga raha — sweat drop karta, lekin full focus me.

Tabhi door se Nikhat andar aayi.

Halki si tired thi… coaching file haath me.

Usne dekha Taz full rhythm me practice kar raha hai.

Kuch seconds tak sirf dekhti rahi.

Nikhat (smiling under her breath)

Finally…

Taz ne usse nahi dekha.

Nikhat quietly bench pe baith gayi, coaching notes kholte hue… lekin aankhon se wo ab bhi Taz ko hi observe kar rahi thi.

Scene slow fade hota hai.

Taz ka sweat-soaked determined face last frame me rehta hai… ek fighter jise ab sirf apne se compete karna hai.

[b]Or finally dono ka eye contact or camera zoom dono ki aankho par[/b]

[Anum sheikh]

Hmmm, taaz ki qismat puri khulny wali

[Greenwood]

Update 59

Priya’s House – Engagement Preparations, Few Days to Go

Ghar ke aangan me mithaiyon ki meethi khushboo aur halke-hulke bajte sangeet ke sur mil kar ek shaadi ke ghar ka sapna sa racha rahe the. Priya ke ghar ka har kona saj raha tha – jahan ek taraf halwai rasgulle ke andar chashni bhar raha tha, wahin doosri taraf do aunties phoolon ki malaa banane me jhuki hui thi.

Andar ke drawing room me college ki puri girl gang ikatthi thi – Ammu, Shanu, Priya, aur unki aur do teen saheliyaan. Saree ke pallus aur dupatte kandhon pe latke hue, sab kisi na kisi kaam me vyast thi. Koi mehndi cones decorate kar raha tha, koi gifts wrap kar raha tha, toh koi priya ki mummy se list verify kar raha tha.

Shanu

Bas do din aur… phir Priya ki engagement. Time kitna jaldi nikal gaya na?

Ammu

Haan... us din jab usne sabko bataya tha, aisa laga tha abhi toh kafi time hai. Aur ab...

Menal

Aur ab toh ladkiyon ko sabse zyada kaam hai! Saree, lehenga, mehendi, dance practice... uff!

Shanu

Arey Priya, tujhe kya lagta hai? Tu engagement kar rahi hai ya wedding planner banne ja rahi hai?

Priya thak kar sofa par gir gayi, haath hawa me utha kar

Priya

Tum log aaye ho tab se bas bol rahe ho. Kaam koi nahi kar raha. Shanu, please jaake terrace pe light wale ko bol de... aur Ammu, tu kitchen me ja, juice walo ne kya kiya check karna hai.

Ammu cheekh kar

Ammu

Arey main teri saheli hoon ya catering waali? Tu bas mujhe dikh raha hai, us Shanu ne toh abhi tak kuch uthaya bhi nahi!

Shanu nakhre se baal ghumate hue

Shanu

Mujhe kapdo ka kaam mila hai, main sab bridesmaids ke outfits finalize kar rahi hoon.

Priya sarcastically

Priya

Haan, tune toh sabko apni tarah neon green ka lehenga pehna diya hota agar maine mana nahi kiya hota.

Sab ki hansi chhoot gayi. Ghar ke andar ka mahaul shaadiyon ke typical dinon jaise vibrant aur zindadil ho gaya. Kabhi koi ek dusre ki choti si baat pe chidh jaata, toh kabhi kisi ki baat pe sab mil kar hass padte.

Ammu ek pal ke liye khamosh ho gayi, phir Priya ke paas jaake uske kandhe pe haath rakha.

Ammu

Tension mat le. Sab perfect hoga, promise.

Priya uske haath pakad ke halke se smile karti hai, aankhon me halka sa stress aur excitement dono.

Tabhi background me ek phone bajta hai, kisi ladki ne uthaya aur chilla kar bola

Ladki

Ammu, terrace pe dhol waale aa gaye!

Ammu

Bhai waah! Ab aaya maza. Shanu, chal race lagate hai... kaun pehle pahuchta hai.

Shanu

Tu mujhse race karegi? Chal aaja, tujhe dhol ke saath floor pe letaaungi!

Sab hass padte hai aur dono chhoti si bachpana bhari dosti mein terrace ki taraf daud jaati hain – poore ghar me ek jashn jaisi roshni phail jaati hai.

Kuchh din pahle....

Campus ke main corridor me lunch break ka waqt tha. Students apne groups me ya toh canteen ki taraf ja rahe the, ya lawns me gupshup me busy the. Aise me Priya apne haathon me ek stack of invitation cards le kar confident steps me sabke beech se guzarte hue apne doston ke paas ja rahi thi.

Wo sabse pehle Shanu ke group tak pahuchti hai jahan Arjun, Ammu, Shanu aur Taz baith kar kisi topic pe chhed-chhad kar rahe hote hain.

Priya

Guys! Bas kuch din bache hain. Engagement hai meri, aur tum sabne aana hai. No excuses!

Sab log hans ke uske haath se cards lete hain. Arjun ne invitation card lete hi uske sir pe haath rakha, jaise chhoti behen ko blessings de raha ho.

Arjun

Meri chhoti behen ki engagement hai... kya baat hai! Priya, I'm proud of you. Achha ladka hai na?

Priya thoda blush karti hai

Priya

Haan... Sabne approve kiya hai toh obviously good hoga.

Sab hans padte hain. Arjun ne uske kandhe par haath rakha

Taz

Engagement ke dance ke liye mujhe shortlist kar lena, lekin solo mile toh!

Priya

Taz! Tumhare liye toh surprise plan hai already.

Tabhi wo sabse alag baitha Zaheer dikhta hai, lawn ke ek side wall ke paas, jahan wo headphones laga kar laptop me kuch dekh raha hota hai. Priya sabse permission le kar uski taraf badhti hai.

Zaheer usse aate dekh ke Main headphones nikal deta hai.

Priya

Zaheer… tu mere bhai jaisa hai. Toh tujhe bina personally bulaaye main kaise shaanti se sagai kar leti?

Usne thoda emotional ho kar ek card uske saamne rakha. Zaheer ne usse uthaya, aur muskuraya.

Zaheer

Sagai kar rahi hai tu, mujhe time pe bataya hota toh main ladke ke background check pe nikal jaata.

Priya

Late ho gaya bhaiya… ab toh engagement fix ho gayi.

Zaheer uske sir pe haath rakh ke

Zaheer

Tension mat lena. Har kaam me help karunga. Main hoon na.

Priya uski aankhon me dekhti hai, genuine gratitude ke saath

Priya

Thank you zaheer...

Scene slowly wide hota hai, jahan Priya college ke corner me ek ek friend ko invite karti nazar aati hai… lekin dhoop ke ek tukde ke neeche Arjun aur Zaheer do alag poles ban kar khade hote hain — dono ne ek hi ladki ki taraf pyaar aur protective feelings se dekha hai… lekin ab unke beech ka faasla shaayad kabhi nahi ghatega.

College Gym Corridor – Arjun aur Zaheer ka awkward face-off

Engagement se ek din pehle ka scene hai. Subah ke waqt gym corridor me kuch students warm-up kar rahe hain. Thoda shaant sa vibe hai. Corridor ke ek side pe punching bag latka hai… aur doosri taraf stretching mat bichha hua.

Arjun warm-up karte hue apne wrist band tight kar raha tha. Uski aankhon me focus tha, lekin andar se kuch uljhan bhi. Aankhon ke aaspaas halka sa stress.

Tabhi peeche se door khulta hai… aur Zaheer andar aata hai. Uske haath me towel, neck pe gym bag ka strap. Dono kaam se aaye hain, par takraav inevitable hai.

Ek second ke liye dono ki nazar milti hai. Ek lamha jismein dosti ke saal bhar ki warmth nahi… sirf ek theli hui khamoshi hoti hai.

Zaheer ne aankhen hata li. Arjun ne bas ek second tak usse dekha… lekin kuch bola nahi.

Zaheer ne bag ek bench par rakha, towel nikaal kar neck pe daala aur punching bag ki taraf badha. Arjun usi waqt bottle se paani pi raha tha.

Punching bag ke saamne aake Zaheer ne gloves pehne. Arjun usi mat pe jahan stretching kar raha tha, utkar khada hua.

Silence.

Punch. Punch. Punch.

Zaheer ne bag pe do teekhe punches maare. Frustration uske movements me saaf dikh raha tha.

Arjun ne corner se dekha… phir aankhen jhuka li.

Zaheer

(kas ke ek punch maarte hue, bina dekhe)

Tu Priya ke engagement me aayega?

Arjun ne pause liya… fir slowly jawab diya.

Arjun

Aana toh chahiye… uski khushi ka din hai.

Zaheer ne bag ko roka, uske dono haath ab bag ke dono sides me. Uski saans tez ho gayi thi. Kamar thodi jhuk gayi thi… jaise kuch bolna chahta ho lekin words dhoondh nahi pa raha ho.

Zaheer

Sab us din tujhe hero banayenge…

(par thoda kadwaapan tha tone me)

Main bhi clap karunga. Don’t worry.

Arjun ne us taraf kadam badhaye. Do kadam. Teesra nahi.

Arjun

Mujhe pata hai tu kya sochta hai…

Lekin main waise nahi hoon jaise tu samajh raha hai.

Zaheer finally uski taraf dekhta hai. Aankhon me dard, disappointment… aur ek talaash bhi.

Zaheer

Toh phir jaisa hai… waisa kyun nahi dikhata?

Arjun ne ek lamha chup rehkar kaha

Arjun

Main sabko justify nahi kar sakta.

Aur tu hi sabse pehle judge ban gaya.

Dono ki aankhen takraati hain… lekin koi chillata nahi.

Sirf… ek pal jisme ek dosti, ek bharosa… tut ke hawa me ghul gaya tha.

Arjun ne aankhen chura kar bag uthaya, bina kuch kahe corridor se bahar nikal gaya.

Zaheer wahi khada raha. Punched bag hilta raha… jaise dono ke beech ka tension usi me utar gaya ho.

Priya ke ghar ki engagement preparations – Cold rivalry + Taz comedy twist

Shaam ka waqt hai. Priya ke ghar me mehmaanon ke aane se pehle last-minute engagement preps ho rahe hain. Living room saj chuka hai — white fairy lights aur yellow genda ke phool ki ladiyan har taraf. Center me ek round table jahan engagement ring ki tray rakhi jaayegi, aur backdrop pe “P & A” likha hua hai golden frame me.

Sab ladkiyan: seating aur lighting sambhal rahi hain.

Boys: table set-up, speakers, drinks counter, lighting fix kar rahe hain.

Aur usi beech — Arjun aur Zaheer, ek hi jagah par, ek hi kaam ko alag-alag tareeke se karne ki koshish kar rahe hain.

Arjun speaker wire connect kar raha hota hai.

Zaheer doosri side se usi wire ko ulta chadha raha hota hai.

Dono ke haath ek hi wire pe takraate hain.

Zaheer

Side se jaa… ye wire upar se jaayegi.

Arjun

Wire neeche se layi thi… tu disrupt mat kar.

Zaheer

Toh mere hisaab se karne de… zyada complication nahi chahiye.

Arjun

(teekhe lekin calm tone me)

Tere hisaab se karna is problem ka part hai.

Zaheer

Tu har cheez me hero banne ki aadat chhod de, toh solution mil jaaye.

Dono ki aankhen takraati hain. Wahi purani friction, ab cold silence ban chuki hai.

Taz, table ke neeche crouch karke extension board laga raha hota hai.

Wahi se awaaz aati hai:

Taz

Aree bhaiyo, "Don’t fight, love karo... dosti nibhao… Nibba-Nibbi nahi ho tum dono!"

Dono thoda sa peeche hat jaate hain. Priya door se ye scene dekh leti hai, lekin kuch nahi bolti.

Cut to – Ring Table Setup Area

Ammu, Shanu, nikita aur ek-do aur ladkiyan setting final kar rahi hoti hain.

Taz wahan aake khud ko expert declare karta hai.

Taz

Bhai mujhe setting ka full experience hai…

pout karta hai "Kya karu main, mar jaaun?"

Priya (slightly annoyed but smiling)

Taz, zara candle stand seedha kar de please.

Taz

Candle stand toh main hoon…

"Fire hai main fire!"

Shanu (rolling eyes)

Tujhse zyada toh candles stable hain.

Taz pout karke corner me jaake couch pe girta hai.

Taz

"Zindagi barbaad ho gayi, kuch sense nahi bacha..."

(pause karta hai)

...but snacks kaha hain?

Meanwhile – Arjun and Zaheer lighting pole ke dono sides pe stand karte hain.Dono ek hi bulb fix karne jaate hain. Ek second ke liye haath takra jaata hai. Arjun turant peeche hat jaata hai, Zaheer bhi bina kuch kahe opposite side chala jaata hai.

Ammu door se ye awkwardness dekh rahi hoti hai. Uski aankhon me concern hai… par wo kuch nahi kehti.

Cut to: Balcony.

Taz

Guys dekho…"Ye dekho: Jab Arjun aur Zaheer ek hi ladder pe chadh jaaye – Caption: ‘Dosti thi, toh chhod dete… mohabbat thi, toh thok dete!’"

Priya

Nonsense shut up!

Taz

"Bas main toh content deliver kar raha hoon, audience jaye bhaad me."

Scene ka mood: dosti ke beech thanda pad chuka tension, kuch log notice kar rahe hain, kuch log ignore… aur Taz us beech memes se full-time TRP generate kar raha hai.

Priya ki engagement se ki shaam – Arjun aur Ammu ka private moment

Sab log tayyariyon mein lage hote hain. Drawing room se shor-sharaba aa raha hai. Priya ka ghar mehmaanon se bhara hua hai.

Lekin Arjun... ek kone ke room ke door ke paas khada hota hai — bored, phone scroll karta hua. Tabhi seedhiyon se utarte hue Ammu aati hai...Maroon aur gold ka heavy lehenga, soft curls open, neck pe ek delicate necklace, aur aankhon me kajal ki halki si depth. Arjun ka phone haath se slip hote-hote bachta hai.Uski aankhen sirf us pe tik jaati hain. Ek second ke liye saari awaz thamm jaati hai jaise.

Arjun (soft murmur, aankhon se scan karte hue)

Main kahu Priya ke ghar me itni roshni kyun ho rahi hai...

Pata chala asli chandelier toh abhi neeche aaya hai.

Ammu (smirking, uske pass se nikalti hai, dupatta sambhalte hue)

Itni tareef mat karo... aadat lag jaayegi tumhari.

Arjun (tashan se uske samne aake rasta rokta hai)

Aadat lag jaaye, toh buri cheez nahi hai.

Lekin yeh lehenga…

Thoda paas jhukta hai, bas itna ki uski awaaz sirf Ammu sun sake...

Arjun

Agar yeh lehenga aaj raat mere cuddle me aa jaata na...

Toh gareeb ki zindagi bhi royal ho jaati.

Ammu (halki hansi rok ke, nakhre se aankhen ghumakar)

Tumhare jaise gareeb ke liye...

Sirf photo or posters hi milenge.

Zubaan chidha ke, playful smile ke saath wo aage nikal jaati hai. Arjun peeche mudh ke use dekhta rehta hai, aankhon me ek lazy sa smirk…

Arjun (teasingly slow)

Tera peeche se dupatta sambhalna bhi slow motion me hota hai ya mujhe hi dikh raha hai?

Ammu (bina mudhe, bas haath uthakar)

Dream on, Mr. Cuddle King.

Arjun halka sa hans padta hai… dil me kuch kuch hota hai.

[Ayush01111]

Bhai bahut se wroter dekhe bahut si love story padhi, Par aj mai ye keh sakta hu ap jabardadt ho ap ki writing is different maza aaraha hai bass aise hi chalo arjun or zaher ka jhagda love life effect na kare ek dusre ki bass yahi prarthana hai meri

[Anum sheikh]

Nice update

[KK001]

reading update 33 . 

one line make me lough very hard. when nikkhat said "Lucky girl Ammu" . what happened to todays girls!!! . are they really loose all their self respect and dignity.   its seems like nikkhat know that arjun had sex with her when he was in a relationship. its cheating with both girls . but instead of get angry she opt to help the cheater to win back the other girl!!!
what will happen when ammu going to know   that arjun was having sex with that girl , when she needed him so bad. is she going to be jealous then ?  

writing skill is wonderful , don't take it otherwise ,  i like this story .