ARJUN vs ZAHEER

[KK001]

what happen bro ?

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Update 93




Scene – College Ground, Afternoon Continues
Stage ke saamne students ka samundar umad aaya tha. Arjun ki awaaz mic se ghoonj rahi thi aur har lafz se jazba tapak raha tha. Dhoop tez thi lekin uski energy aur uski aankhon ka junoon crowd ko aur garam kar raha tha.
Arjun
Main janta hoon… bohot se log kehte hain ki politics sirf jhooth ka khel hai. Lekin main aapko ek baat bata doon… yeh kursi mere liye nahi, yeh kursi aap sabke liye hai. Yeh kursi aapke haq ki hai!
Crowd ekdam se garaj utha—Arjun Singh! Arjun Singh!
Front rows me ladke-ladkiyon ke chehre par ek alag si roshni thi, jaise wo Arjun ke shabdon me apna future dekh rahe ho. Posters hawa me hil rahe the, kuch students mobile flashlight jala kar hawa me wave karne lage.
Arjun ka andaaz badal gaya, usne mic ko ek haath se upar uthaya aur dusre haath se students ki taraf ishara kiya.
Arjun
Aaj main ek baat likh kar deta hoon—agar main jeeta… toh iss college ki awaaz aapke haath me hogi. Har ek problem… chaahe wo hostel ka ho ya library ka, canteen ka ho ya scholarship ka… uska jawab aapko milega. Main chhupne waala nahi hoon. Main saamne se ladne waala hoon!
Crowd ki cheekh-pukaar aur slogans se poora ground hila diya. Ek ladka khada hoke chillaaya—Arjun bhaiya tum jeetoge!
Arjun ke chehre par confident muskaan thi. Camera uske supporters ke chehron par zoom hota hai—kisi ki aankhon me umeed, kisi ke dil me junoon, kisi ke chehre par khushi.
Stage ke neeche khade uske karyakarta ek dusre ke kandhe thapthapa rahe the. Sabke chehre par sirf ek hi ehsaas tha—Arjun Singh ka effect chhata jaa raha tha.
Aur yeh effect sirf students tak nahi… balki teachers aur staff ke kuch chehron par bhi halka sa asar dikhne laga tha. Sab samajh gaye the ki is bhashan ne ek wave create kar di hai jo ab rukne waali nahi.

Scene – College Party Room, Same Din Sham Ke Baad
Arjun ke dhamakedaar bhashan ke baad poora campus abhi bhi uske slogans aur energy se ghoom raha tha. Lekin Arjun, shor sharabe se alag, apne party room ke andhar aaya.
Room thoda andhera tha, sirf ek tube light ki safed roshni hawa me phail rahi thi. Darwaza band hote hi ek ajeeb si khamoshi chha gayi.
Arjun ne apni cream Nehru jacket utaar kar kursi ke peechhe latka di, phir dhire se ek kursi kheench kar us par baith gaya. Uski body language calm thi, lekin aankhon me abhi bhi bhashan wali garam aag jal rahi thi.
Table par posters, leaflets aur ek diary khuli thi. Arjun ne diary kholi aur pen uthaya. Uska chehra ekdum serious ho gaya, jaise ek soldier battlefield ke map par strategy draw kar raha ho.
Arjun apne aap se dheemi awaaz me bolta hai.
Arjun
Sabse pehle, election commission ke panel me apne bande fit karne padenge… phir polling day ke volunteers… aur sabse bada kaam, Zaheer ke entry ka jawab. Uske har kadam ko rokna hoga.
Camera uske chehre par zoom hota hai—uske lips tight ho jate hain, eyebrows niche ki taraf sikudte hain.
Arjun
Zaheer… tu sochta hai ki politics khel hai. Par tu bhool raha hai… iss khel ke har ek rule ko main likh chuka hoon.
Wo diary ke ek page par bada sa circle banata hai aur uske beech likhta hai—“Victory = Strategy + Control”.
Ek pal ke liye wo kursi ki backrest par jhuk kar aankhen band karta hai. Uske dimaag me bhashan ke cheers abhi bhi ghoonj rahe hote hain. Lekin usi ke beech ek aur image flash hota hai—Zaheer ka confident chehra jab usne nomination bhar kar uski taraf dekha tha.
Arjun ki mutthi apne aap tight ho jati hai.
Arjun
Game ab shuru hua hai.
Room ke kone me ek supporter darwaza knock karke aata hai aur bolta hai,
Bhaiya, campus ke posters ready ho gaye hain. Kal subah tak pura college aapke naam se bhar denge.
Arjun halka sa smirk karta hai, kursi se uth kar seedha khada ho jata hai.
Arjun
Nahi… kal subah nahi. Raat ko hi. Subah tak jab Zaheer aankh kholega, usse samajh aa jaana chahiye ki yeh college Arjun Singh ka hai.
Scene – Shaam, Ek Sunssaan Building (Anonymous Location)

Building ki 3rd floor par ek chhota sa kamra tha—pura andhera, sirf ek purana bulb latak raha tha jo har dusre pal jhilmila raha tha. Wahan dhoondh se bhari khidkiyon ke peeche Zaheer aur Mushtaq Khan khade the.
Table par ek purana naksha, kuch files aur cigarettes ki bachi hui raakh bikhar rahi thi.
Mushtaq Khan ne apne haath me cigarette pakdi hui thi, dhuaan chhodte hue usne Zaheer ki taraf ghur kar kaha
Mushtaq Khan
Zaheer… main tumhe har mumkin support dunga. Paisa, network, log… sab milega. Lekin yaad rakhna, main sirf background se hi madad kar paunga. College campus me mera chehra dikhna matlab hamara pura plan khul jana. Aur yeh hum afford nahi kar sakte.
Zaheer ne apne dono haath bandhe rakhe the, uska chehra sankalp se bhara hua tha. Lekin aankhon me ek khamoshi thi, jaise kuch dhoond raha ho.
Mushtaq Khan aage jhuk kar uske kandhe par haath rakhta hai.
Mushtaq Khan
Ab zimmedari tumhari hai, Zaheer. Tumhe ek aisa insaan chahiye… jo strategy me master ho. Jo Arjun jaise shaatir dimaag ko pal pal me maat de sake. Jo tumhe har kadam par lead kare, guide kare… aur tumhe iss khel ka asli khiladi bana de.
Room ekdam khamosh ho jata hai. Bulb ki jhilmilahat aur bahar se aa rahi kutton ke bhonkne ki awaaz sirf suni ja rahi thi.
Zaheer ka chehra dhire dhire ek aur rang me dhalta hai—uski aankhen ekdam tez ho jati hain. Jese hi Mushtaq Khan ki baat khatam hoti hai, camera Zaheer ki aankhon par zoom karta hai. Uski aankho me ek flash, ek soch chamak uthti hai.
Uske andar jaise ek awaaz gujti hai—Mujhe maloom hai… woh insaan kaun hai.
Zaheer ki jawline tight ho jati hai, uske hoth ek halki si smile me sikudte hain. Wo Mushtaq Khan ki taraf seedhi aankhon se dekh kar bas itna kehta hai
Zaheer
Mujhe mil gaya… woh insaan jo Arjun ko tod kar rakh dega.
Camera slow zoom out karta hai—room ke andhere me sirf Zaheer ka confident chehra chamak raha hota hai, aur Mushtaq Khan ke hothon pe ek shatir smirk.

Scene – Late Night, Arjun ka Room
Raat ke kareeb 1 baj rahe the. Ghar me sab so chuke the, sirf Arjun ka kamra abhi tak ek halki roshni me jagmagata tha. Uski cream Nehru jacket kursi par padi thi, jeans abhi tak usne pehni hui thi. Darwaza dhakka maar kar band karte hi wo bina soche samjhe bed par gir gaya.
Uska saans bhaari tha, dimaag din bhar ke speeches, slogans aur planning se bhara hua. Lekin jaise hi usne apna sir takiye par rakha, uski aankhen dheere dheere bojhal hone lagi. Kuch hi palon me neend ki aagosh use kheench leti hai.
Aur fir shuru hota hai… sapna.
Camera blur hota hai aur ek ajeeb si duniya samne aati hai—college ke hi stage par Arjun khada hai. Lekin saamne uski usual janta nahi, sab chairs khali hain, sab jagah ek andhera. Sirf ek spotlight Arjun par hai. Uske haath me mic hai, lekin awaaz nahi nikal rahi.
Achanak piche se dhol ki awaaz ghoonjti hai, wohi jo usne din me suni thi. Spotlight ghuma kar jaati hai Zaheer par—woh ek kursi par baitha hai, uske chehre par ek confident, thoda sarcastic smirk.
Zaheer
Arjun… yeh khel ab sirf politics ka nahi hai. Yeh teri izzat, tera pyaar, tera sab kuch todne ka khel hai.
Arjun ki aankhen gusse se phat jaati hain, wo mic todkar aage badhta hai. Lekin jaise hi ek kadam leta hai, zameen niche se daldal ban jaati hai. Uske pair usme atak jaate hain.
Upar se awaaz ghoonjti hai—
Zaheer ki.
Zaheer (echo me)
Arjun, tujhe maloom bhi hai… teri sabse badi kamzori kya hai? Wo ladki… jiske liye tu sab kuch kar raha hai. Ammu.
Camera ekdum fast angle me Ammu ko dikhata hai—wo ek door ke piche khadi hai, uske haath me ek diya hai, uski aankhen aansuon se bhari. Uske aur Arjun ke beech ek kaala sheesha hai, Arjun kitni bhi koshish karta hai, us tak nahi pahunch paata.
Arjun cheekhne ki koshish karta hai, lekin awaaz ekdam band ho jaati hai. Spotlight bujh jaata hai, aur sab kuch andhera ho jaata hai.
Usi waqt Arjun zor se jhatka kha kar apne bed par uthta hai, saans phooli hui, pasine me bheega hua.
Arjun
(andar hi andar)
Nahi… main haar nahi sakta.
Scene – Morning, College Campus

Arjun ka din tension bhare sapne ke saaye me shuru hua tha. Subah se uske chehre par thoda sa bojh tha, aankhen raat ke sapne se ab tak bhaari thi. Lekin jaise hi usne college ki galiyon me apne poster dekhne shuru kiye—uska khud ka chehra, confident smile aur taglines charo taraf chipke huye—ek halki si relief aur sweet si muskaan uske labon par aa gayi.
Dil ke ek kone me socha, haan, main akela nahi hoon. Yeh log mere saath hain.
Wo seedha apne party room me ghusta hai. Room me uske supporters already khade hain, sab excited, kuch planning me busy, kuch uske speech ke bare me discuss kar rahe hain. Jaise hi Arjun andar aata hai, sab seedhe ho jaate hain. Ek ladka jaldbaazi me uske paas aata hai.
Supporter
Arjun bhai… apko pata hai Zaheer ne…
Arjun uski baat kaat kar thoda smile karta hai, apna bag chair par fekta hai.
Arjun
Bol na… ruk kyu gaya?
Woh ladka ghabra kar dheere se kehta hai.
Supporter
Zaheer ne strategy ke liye kisi ko hire kiya hai…
Arjun table par rakha glass uthata hai, glass me paani hai. Usse haath me lekar ek smirk deta hai.
Arjun
To usse kya hua? Tum sab ho na mere saath… dekh lenge use bhi.
Ladka phir bhi ghabra kar jhat se bolta hai.
Supporter
Arjun bhai… dekh to lijiye, wo hai koun.
Arjun ka glass uske honton ke paas aata hai, sip lene hi wala hota hai ki uske haath ki movement ekdam ruk jaati hai. Uska chehra tight ho jaata hai, jaise kisi ne uske dil pe ek chot kar di ho.
Camera ekdum slow motion me cut hota hai…
College ke main gate ke bahar ek shiny black car rukti hai. Door dheere se khulta hai. Camera niche se upar jata hai.
Sabse pehle zameen par ek soft padti sandal utarti hai.
Phir frame shift hota hai—uske haath par, jahan ek khanakti hui tirange rang ki chudiya chamak rahi hain.
Uske baad camera zoom karta hai uske kaan par latakte hue silver jhumkon par.
Phir hawa me hilta hua uska dupatta screen fill kar deta hai.
Aur jaise hi dupatta ek taraf udta hai… camera blur se sharp hota hai.
Face reveal—
Woh ladki aur koi nahi… Shanu hai.
Arjun ke haath me glass ab bhi ruka hua hai, uski aankhen ek pal ke liye shock aur disbelief me jam jaati hain.
Scene – College Campus, Afternoon

College ka mahaul garam tha. Posters, flags aur slogans har taraf. Election ka dhoom-dhadaka pure campus ko battlefield bana raha tha. Jaha subah Arjun ka dhamakedar speech goonj raha tha, ab waha stage par Zaheer apni party ke saath khada tha. Bheed ekdum charged thi, aur loudspeakers ki awaaz college ke har kone me phel rahi thi.
Zaheer stage ke beech me aaya, mic ko apne haath me pakda aur seedha awaam ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon me woh aatmvishwas chamak raha tha jo aam taur par usme kam dikhai deta tha. Lekin aaj uski zubaan me ek alag hi aag thi.
Zaheer
Doston, aaj main aapke saamne sirf ek candidate banke nahi khada hoon… main aapka ek dost hoon, ek student hoon jo aapki takleef samajhta hai. Humein aaj aise neta ki zarurat nahi jo sirf stage par khade hokar badi-badi baatein karein… humein chahiye koi jo aapke liye khada ho, aapke liye ladai lade. Aur main aapko wada karta hoon… har ek student ki awaaz meri awaaz banegi!
Uske shabdon ka junoon bheed me ek bijli ki tarah daud gaya. Students cheer karne lage, claps aur slogans aur tez ho gaye. Zaheer ke haathon ka andaaz, uska har pause, har lafz — jaise ek planned strike ho.
Stage ke peeche, thoda sa door, ek corner par Shanu khadi thi. Uske chehre par ek halki muskaan thi. Usne khud yeh speech likha tha, har line carefully chuni thi, har emotion ko perfect jagah par rakha tha. Usse maloom tha, Zaheer ke shabdon se bheed ka dil jeeta jaa sakta hai.
Aur waisa hi hua.
Dusri taraf…
Apne party room ke andar, Arjun apni kursi par baitha tha. Uske supporters bhi andar the, lekin uski nazar ekdum door chali gayi thi. Loudspeaker par bajta har lafz uske kaano me ghus raha tha.
Zaheer ki awaaz room ke walls tak guunj rahi thi.
Zaheer (loudspeaker par)
Yeh sirf ek election nahi hai… yeh aapki awaaz ki ladai hai, yeh aapke haq ki ladai hai!
Arjun ka haath table par rakhe glass ke paas ruk gaya. Uski aankhon me ek ajnabi si chamak thi. Woh jaanta tha, yeh Zaheer ki zubaan nahi hai. Yeh lafz, yeh structure, yeh strategy—yeh sab ek sharp mind ka kaam hai.
Aur uske dil me ek ajeeb si ehsaas hua… thoda shock, thoda admiration.
Arjun ne dheere se ek smirk kiya, apni kursi par peeche tik kar bola.
Arjun
Yeh style… yeh planning… yeh Shanu ka hi kaam ho sakta hai.
Room ki khidki se bahar se aa rahi bheed ki cheering uske dil par bar bar zor daal rahi thi. Arjun apne honton ko thoda kas ke muskuraya, jaise apne dil se khud ko samjha raha ho.
Arjun (andar hi andar)
Mujhe rokne aaye ho, Shanu? Dekhte hain… tumhari strategy mere junoon ke saamne tikti hai ya nahi.
Scene – Girls Common Room ke bahar, Shaam ka waqt

Campus ke andar aaj bhi roneq thi. Posters aur slogans abhi bhi hawa me gungunaa rahe the, lekin loudspeaker band ho chuka tha. Shanu apni diary haath me liye, thoda thak kar fresh hone ke liye girls common room ki taraf aayi. Uske chehre par satisfaction tha—us speech ne Zaheer ko naye level par laa khada kiya tha.
Jaise hi Shanu ne common room ke darwaze ki taraf kadam badhaya, uske raste me ek parcha gaya. Usne apni nazar uthai—Arjun saamne khada tha. Uska andaaz ekdum calm, lekin aankhon me wo shikaar karne wali intensity.
Shanu ne diary apni bag me daali aur sidhe uski taraf dekha.
Shanu
Rasta chhodo Arjun.
Arjun dheere se muskuraya, uska ek kadam aage badha.
Arjun
Rasta? Tum to khud mere raste me aa gayi ho, Shanu. Mujhe laga tha tum meri behen ho… support karogi. Lekin yahan to tum mere sabse bade dushman ke liye speech likh rahi ho.
Shanu apne dupatte ko sambhalte hue uske saamne se guzarna chahti thi, lekin Arjun ne thoda aage ho kar uske raaste ko block kar diya.
Shanu (thoda tez tone me)
Dushman? Arjun, mujhe lagta hai tum bhool rahe ho… main kisi ka dushman ban’ne nahi aayi. Main sirf ek sach ke saath khadi hoon. Aur agar tumhe ye sach khud ke khilaaf lagta hai… to ye problem tumhari hai.
Arjun ka smirk aur gehra ho gaya. Usne apne haath ko wall par rakha, ekdum Shanu ke paas, jaise uske words ko aur weight de raha ho.
Arjun
Sache ki baat karti ho… lekin sach to ye hai, tumhe pata hai tum jahan khadi ho wahan galat insaan ko support kar rahi ho. Shanu, tumhe pata bhi hai Zaheer ko strategy sikha kar tum mujhe kitna challenge kar rahi ho?
Shanu ne uski aankhon me seedha dekha, bina dare, bina jhuke.
Shanu
Aur tumhe pata hai Arjun… main tumhe challenge karne se darte nahi hoon. Tumne hamesha sabko underestimate kiya hai, lekin is baar… tumhe samajh aayega ki yeh sirf junoon aur posters se nahi jeeta jaata.
Arjun ke honton ki muskaan ek pal ke liye gayab hui. Uski aankhon me ek alag hi fire thi—shock aur admiration ka mix. Usne dheere se uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar kaha.
Arjun
Theek hai, behen… khel tumne shuru kiya hai. Ab dekhna… khatam main karunga.
Shanu ne uske saamne se nikal kar common room ka darwaza khola, usse palat kar dekha aur thandi saans ke saath bola.
Shanu
Khatam karne ki baat mat karo Arjun… kyunki is baar shuru se hi lead mere paas hai.
Aur wo andar chali gayi. Arjun wahi khada reh gaya—uske honto par ek half-smile, aankhon me ek nayi chingari.

Arjun(confidently monologue)
Tujhme bhi wahi khoon hai jo mujhme hai lekin shayd tu bhool gayi ki main thoda jyada kameena hu, tu bas teri tayari kar kyoki mujhe tayari ki jarurat nahi padegi

[KK001]

Arjun get upset because his sister stand against him. male ego at its peak. he don't have to talk to his family before take any decision  , but shanu have to stay away because she is his sister. kaya bat hai Arjun vaiya. 

last line remained me JIGARA  dialog   "Hamse ladhne ki himmat to juta loge par Kaminapan Kaha se laoge, mere maan ko bhaya mai kutta kantke khaya" 

[sushilt20]

Shandaar update and nice story

[KK001]

bravo shanu , very well-done. lets see if ammu can grow some guts and talk to arjun about what she  learn from shanu. if arjun don't listen , then what she do. is she gonna shade tears in saliant? or she gonna react? like shanu did .

[Greenwood]

Update 94




Scene – Campus Meeting Hall, Dophar ka waqt
Meeting hall me kursiyan ek circle me lagi thi. Arjun ka poster abhi bhi diwaron par chamak raha tha. Uske supporters ekdum excited, lekin andar se thode darr gaye the kyunki sabne Zaheer ka speech kal raat loudspeaker pe suna tha.
Arjun ne hall ke center me aakar ek chair pe khud ko casually bitha liya. Haath me ek marker uthaya aur saamne board par likha – “Dhamaka 2.0”.
Room me halki si fisa-fisi shuru ho gayi.
Arjun (smirk karte hue)
Darr kyu rahe ho? Zaheer ka speech sun kar lag raha hai game khatam ho gaya? Abhi to game shuru hua hai. Tum logon ne socha bhi nahi hoga… ki ab hum kya karne wale hain.
Uska ek supporter aage aaya.
Supporter
Arjun bhai, Zaheer ne public ko ekdum apni taraf kheench liya hai. Ab kya plan hai?
Arjun khada hua, marker ghoomata hua board pe 3 circles banaye.
Arjun
Plan simple hai… hamara message ek rally ya speech tak simit nahi rahega. Main chahta hoon ki har student, har classroom, har gali… bas ek hi cheez bole – Arjun.
Usne marker se likha – Flash Campaign.
Sab thoda confuse hue.
Arjun (muskaan ke sath)
Hum har jagah ek hi din, ek hi waqt par apna symbol flash karenge. Posters, flags, slogans… aur ek grand announcement jo Zaheer ke pure campaign ko overshadow kar dega.
Ek ladki supporter boli
Grand announcement? Kya hoga woh?
Arjun thoda ruk kar, apni aankhen tez karte hue bola.
Arjun
Woh… mera surprise card hai. Abhi time aane pe pata chalega.
Sab cheer karne lage, lekin Arjun ke chehre pe ek alag hi confidence tha – jaise ki usne apne dil me koi bada dhamaka plan chhupa rakha ho.

Scene – College Assembly Hall, Afternoon
Assembly hall me aaj unusual crowd tha. Har jagah Arjun ke posters, stage ke saamne ek spotlight aur center me mic laga hua tha. Students ki fisa-fisi chal rahi thi – sabko lag raha tha Arjun kuch bada karne wala hai.
Arjun dheere-dheere stage par chadha. White kurta aur uske chehre par ek confident muskaan. Hall ekdum chup ho gaya jaise sabko bas uske shabdon ka intezaar ho.
Arjun
Main maanta hu… mere kaabil dost mujhse jyada kaabil hai. Mera purana mitr Zaheer ek genius champion hai… aur meri behen Shanaya ek tez tarrar ladki. Lekin main bas yeh kehna chahta hu… ki un logon ne meri burai toh bahut ki… lekin unka vision kya hai?
Students bechain ho kar ek dusre ko dekhne lage. Arjun apni awaaz aur tez karta hai.
Arjun
Bhaiyo aur behno, sirf mujhe neecha dikhakar koi leader nahi ban jata. Agar sach mein inke paas motive hai… toh bas itna batayein. Is election ko ladne ka asli wajah kya hai?
Arjun ek pause leta hai, aur seedha camera ki tarah saamne baithhe crowd ki aankhon me dekh kar bolta hai.
Arjun
Main invite karta hu Zaheer aur Shanaya ko. Ek one on one debate ho jaye. Mere samne, aap sabke samne. Mujhe galat sabit karna hai toh khul kar kijiye. Arjun vs Zaheer.
Hall me tezz taliyon ki goonj gunj uthi. Posters hilne lage, slogans shuru ho gaye – Arjun! Arjun!
Arjun apne dono haath jod kar stage se neeche utar gaya, lekin uske chehre par woh smirk tha jo sirf ek asli challenger ka hota hai.
Scene – Zaheer ka Party Room, Shaam

Room ke andar hawa mein tension chipak gayi thi. Posters, charts aur strategy notes har jagah bikhre hue the. Zaheer ek kursi par baitha tha, dono haath jor kar apne knees par rakhe hue. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, jaise dimaag ghoom raha ho.
Shanu saamne khadi thi, dupatta shoulder se phisal kar ek taraf latak raha tha. Usne abhi hall se aakar Zaheer ko sab bataya tha.
Zaheer (dheere se, halki si hansi ke saath)
Toh… Arjun ne finally khud hi raasta khol diya. Mujhe laga tha woh bachke nikal jayega, lekin usne apne pair se khud hi phanda kas liya.
Shanu (gusse aur focus ke beech)
Haan… lekin Zaheer, tum underestimate mat karna usse. Tum jante ho uski style… wo sirf bolta nahi, crowd ko feel karata hai. Aur debate mein crowd ka dil jeetna hi asli jeet hai.
Zaheer uski taraf dekhta hai, aankhon mein ek ajeeb si intensity ke saath.
Zaheer
Aur tumhari wajah se hi toh main jeetunga, Shanaya. Tum strategy banao… main usse shabdon se dhool chata dunga.
Shanu ek kadam aage badhti hai, uski awaaz aur narmi aur sakhti dono mila kar.
Shanu
Strategy tab kaam karegi jab tum shabd control kar paoge. Debate mein woh tumhe personal level par attack karega, tumhe provoke karega. Agar tum gusse mein aaye… toh uske haath khel jaayega.
Zaheer thoda rukta hai, aur fir apni kursi ki back par jhuk kar muskurata hai.
Zaheer
Tum mujhe bachpan se jaanti ho, Shanu. Main Zaheer hoon… aur debate meri jaan hai. Is baar… Arjun samajh lega ki game sirf slogans ya popularity se nahi jeeta jaata.
Shanu ka chehra abhi bhi serious tha. Usne apni diary uthayi aur ek page khola.
Shanu
Theek hai. Agar tumhe Arjun ko haraana hai… toh tumhe uske shabdon ka jawab shabd se dena hoga. Har point ke liye tum ready rahoge. Main tumhe prepare karungi… tum bas mere har step follow karna.
Zaheer (thoda smirk ke saath)
Tum ho na mere saath… toh mujhe Arjun se dar nahi.
Camera dheere-dheere Shanu ke chehre par zoom hota hai, jahan uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi — jaise usne apna ultimate challenge accept kar liya ho.

Scene – Ammu ka Room, Raat ka Waqt
Hawa bilkul suni si thi. Pankhe ki halki ghumti hui aawaaz ke alawa kamre mein koi saaz nahi tha. Ammu apne bistar ke kone par guthamuthi ho kar baithi thi, dono haathon se apna dupatta pakad kar jaise apne dil ko daba rahi ho.
Uske saamne study table par khuli diary padi thi… lekin uske panne khud uski uljhanon jaise bekaar lag rahe the. Kal ke debate ka khayal uske dimaag mein baar-baar bijli ki tarah ghoom raha tha. Arjun ka confident challenge, Zaheer ki taiyaari, aur ab Shanu ka unke saath khade hona… sab ek saath uske dil par bojh ban gaye the.
Ammu (apne aap se, halki si aawaaz mein)
Ye sab mere saamne kyu ho raha hai… Baba ka naam, Zaheer ki izzat, Shanu ki himmat… aur Arjun… uski wo aankhein… mujhe kyu confuse kar deti hain?
Uski aankhon mein aansu bhar aaye, aur usne turant dupatte se poch liye. Lekin dil ka darr nahi ja raha tha. Kal agar Zaheer hara toh… uska confidence tut jayega. Agar Arjun jeeta toh… aur bhi kathin ho jaayega, kyunki fir uska har kadam Ammu ki zindagi ko directly chhoo lega.
Usne diary bandh ki aur bistar par let gayi, chhat ki taraf takti hui.
Flashback ki tarah uske dimaag mein Arjun ka wo muskurata hua chehra ubhar aaya, jab usne campus mein usse sidhe aankhon mein dekh kar kaha tha — Main tumse haar nahi maanunga. Ammu ne apni aankhen band kar li aur haath se kan dhak diye, jaise uske shabd abhi bhi uske kaan mein ghoonj rahe ho.
Ammu (andar hi andar)
Main kya karu mere maalik… main kiske liye dua karu… aur kiske khilaaf?
Camera dheere-dheere zoom hota hai uske chehre par, jo ghabrahat aur dare hue aansuon ka mila jula manzar tha. Us raat Ammu ko neend nahi aayi, bas har pal ek nayi uljhan uske dil mein badhti gayi.
Scene – College Assembly Hall, “Arjun vs Zaheer Debate”

Assembly hall pin drop silence mein tha, har seat bhari hui thi. Students ke chehre par excitement aur tension dono likhi thi. Moderator ne mic sambhala.
Moderator
Aaj ke is special session mein humare beech honge ek face-to-face debate, jisme candidates apne apne visions rakhenge. Ek taraf hain Arjun Singh, aur doosri taraf Zaheer qureshi. Shuru karte hain opening statement se.
Zaheer ka Opening Statement
Zaheer confident hote hue khada hota hai.
Zaheer
Doston, main election isliye lad raha hu kyunki mujhe lagta hai hamare college mein ek gap hai… ek disconnect. Hamesha kuch selected students ke liye opportunities banti hain, aur baaki sab ignore kar diye jate hain. Mera vision simple hai – inclusivity. Main chahata hu ki har student ki awaaz suni jaye, chaahe wo sports mein ho, academics mein ya arts mein. Main propose karta hu ek Open Forum Committee jisme har department ka representative ho, taki kisi bhi student ki problem direct administration tak jaye.
Zaheer ne apna point samjhaya, students kuch haan mein sir hilate hain.
Arjun ka Opening Statement
Arjun relaxed tone mein khada hota hai.
Arjun
Zaheer ne ek accha point uthaya… lekin mera sawal hai, kya bas committee banana hi solution hai? Aaj tak kitni committees bani aur dhool kha rahi hain files mein? Mera plan hai execution. Main propose karta hu ek Digital Grievance System – ek app jahan har student apni problem daale aur uska tracking ID ho. Problem solve ho ya pending, sab transparent hoga. Isse accountability aayegi, aur faaltu politics khatam hogi.
Students ke beech se loud cheer nikalti hai.
Cross Questioning Round – Zaheer → Arjun
Zaheer
Arjun, tum keh rahe ho app banaoge. Lekin ground reality ye hai ki hamare college ke majority students ke paas basic digital facilities hi nahi hain. Jo offline struggle kar rahe hain unka kya? Tumhara system unhe aur isolate karega.
Arjun
(slight smile)
Zaheer, tumne ek valid concern uthaya. Lekin ground reality ye bhi hai ki 80% students ke paas smartphones already hain. Jahan nahi hain, wahaan computer labs provide karna meri zimmedari hogi. Tumhara solution committee banane tak limited hai… mera solution execution tak jaata hai.
Audience se ek zor ki taali.
Cross Questioning Round – Arjun → Zaheer
Arjun
Zaheer, tum keh rahe ho inclusivity. Lekin tumne kabhi openly students ko yeh bataya ki tumhari priority kya hogi? Infrastructure? Scholarships? Or cultural fests? Har candidate ka vision specific hona chahiye. Tumhara kya hai?
Zaheer thoda ruka, phir bola.
Zaheer
Meri first priority hogi fee transparency aur financial aid. Bahut saare students chhup kar struggle karte hain kyunki unke ghar ke halat theek nahi. Main chahata hu ki ek fund ho jahan needy students ko bina sharminda kiye help mil sake.
Hall mein kuch students emotional ho jate hain.
Arjun
(pointing)
Zaheer, main tumse poochta hu – ye fund kahan se aayega? College ki already fixed budget hai. Agar tum naye fund laoge to kahin aur cut hoga. Kaunsa sector sacrifice karega? Sports? Library? Ya cultural fests?
Zaheer thoda defensive hota hai.
Zaheer
Main industrial sponsorships aur alumni donations involve karunga. Fund ka source students ki basic facilities se cut karke nahi hoga.
Arjun sir hila ke note leta hai, phir calmly bolta hai.
Arjun
Good point. Lekin sponsorships aur donations ke bharose students ke future ko risk pe rakhna… kya ye practical hai?
Hall ekdam se murmur karta hai.
Closing Statements
Zaheer
Main perfect nahi hu, lekin main dil se koshish karna chahta hu ki har student ko equal opportunity mile.
Arjun
Main bhi perfect nahi hu… lekin main bas ye kehna chahta hu, main aapka dost ban kar aapke saath khada rahunga, boss ban kar upar se rule nahi karunga. Mere solutions shayad tough ho, lekin practical hain. Aur practical hi college ko badlega.
Moderator ne debate khatam hone ka signal diya. Hall ghoonj utha taaliyon aur cheers se – aur ye clear tha ki crowd Arjun ke favour mein tha. Zaheer aur Shanu dono apas mein khamosh baith gaye… pehli baar unke chehre par defeat ka asar dikh raha tha.


Scene – Evening, Zaheer’s room
Room andhera tha, sirf ek table lamp ki halki roshni jal rahi thi. Zaheer sofa par baitha hua tha, dono haath maatha pe rakh kar chhup se stare kar raha tha. Shanu opposite chair par thi, notebook kholi hui, lekin pen uske haath mein idle pada tha. Dono ke chehre par ek hi cheez likhi thi – haar ka bojh.
Shanu
Zaheer, honestly bolu… aaj hum log badly outsmart hue. Tumhare points strong the, emotional bhi the, lekin Arjun ne har angle ko practical bana diya.
Zaheer
(heavy voice)
Mujhe pata hai. Crowd bhi clearly uske saath tha. Usne mujhe ek aise trap mein dala jahan mere answers hollow lagne lage.
Shanu ne notebook bandh kar di.
Shanu
Usne ek strategy use ki – har baar tumhare point ke baad ek counter-question. Tumhare paas vision tha lekin detailed plan nahi… aur usne wahi pakad liya.
Zaheer sir hila kar lean hua, aankhon mein thoda gussa.
Zaheer
Arjun ko underestimate karna sabse badi galti thi. Mujhe laga wo bas baseless promises karega jaise har candidate karta hai… lekin usne data aur practicality ke saath bola.
Shanu ne calmly jawab diya.
Shanu
Aur crowd psychology usne masterfully handle ki. Har baat mein dosti, loyalty aur transparency ke emotional cards kheele. Students relate kar gaye.
Ek lambi khamoshi chhayi. Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekhe bina soch rahe the.
Zaheer
(to himself)
Agar yeh pattern chala, election uske favour mein slip ho jayega. Mujhe apne agenda ko aur concrete karna hoga. Aur mujhe Arjun ko uske hi field mein beat karna hoga – execution.
Shanu
(slightly leaning forward)
Exactly. Humein ek detailed manifesto banana hoga – point by point, har department ke liye. Sirf emotional connect se kaam nahi chalega, humein usse zyada crisp aur structured plan dena hoga. Aur ek aur baat Zaheer…
Zaheer uski taraf dekhta hai.
Shanu
Tumhe apni image control karni hogi. Aaj students ne tumhe thoda defensive dekha. Next round mein tumhe aggressive aur confident dikhna hoga, warna momentum poora uske side chala jayega.
Zaheer ne gehri saans li aur finally Shanu ki aankhon mein dekha.
Zaheer
Arjun ne pehla round jeet liya hai, lekin game abhi khatam nahi hua. Main usse harane ke liye apni puri strategy badalunga.
Shanu ne thoda muskaan di, lekin uske chehre pe bhi ek halki tension bani rahi.
Shanu
Toh phir prepare ho jao… ab hamara next step decide karega ki yeh election kis taraf jaayega.
Room mein lamp ki light aur dono ke serious chehre hi bas dikh rahe the – ek war room jaisa mahaul tha, jahan defeat ko analyse karke next move tayyar kiya ja raha tha.
Scene – Same Room, Thodi Der Baad

Lamp ki roshni ab aur bhi mellow lag rahi thi. Zaheer ab bhi sofa par aage jhuka hua tha, haath ki ungliyon ko jod kar gahan soch mein. Shanu usse dekhti rahi, fir dheere se boli.
Shanu
Tumhe maloom hai Arjun aaj kyu jeeta?
Zaheer ne sar uthaya, thoda thaka hua sa lekin confident tone mein bola.
Zaheer
Haan… kyunki usne mujhe meri hi language mein beat kiya. Facts ke saath, vision ke saath, aur har cheez ka ek ready jawab tha uske paas.
Shanu ne chhoti si halki muskaan ke saath sir hilaaya.
Shanu
Bilkul. Tum sahi keh rahe ho… lekin ek wajah aur bhi hai.
Zaheer curious ho kar uski taraf dekhta hai.
Shanu
Uske paas ek management team hai. 40-50 log jo uske har kaam ko handle karte hain – slogans, posters, crowd mobilisation, data, speech polish karna. Tumne notice kiya hoga, stage pe uske answers crisp the kyunki pichhle do din se uski team unhe sharpen kar rahi thi. Aur humare paas?
Zaheer ne ek bitter sa smile diya.
Zaheer
Sirf hum do. Main aur tum.
Shanu ne uski aankhon mein seedha dekhte hue kaha.
Shanu
Toh sabse pehla kaam yehi hai, Zaheer. Agar humein usse takkar leni hai toh ek team banani hogi. Dedicated log jo sirf humare liye kaam karein, har front sambhalein. Ek strong core group. Tabhi hum uske level pe compete kar sakenge.
Zaheer ne thoda relax hote hue peeche sir tikaya aur uski taraf dekha. Kuch seconds ke liye dono ke beech silence raha, sirf ek doosre ki aankhon mein ek silent agreement tha.
Phir dono ke lips par ek saath ek chhoti si confident muskaan aayi – ek understand wali smile.
Zaheer
(softly)
Team banayenge. Aur iss baar… har move calculated hoga.
Shanu ne haan mein sir hilaaya.
Room ke mahaul mein ab pehle jaisa defeat ka bojh nahi tha, balki ek nayi tayyari ki aahat thi – jaise do soldiers apni army banane ka faisla kar rahe ho.

[KK001]

nice debate my brother . 

my suggestion for ammu , when time demand you need to become strong , so you can save your loved one. be strong , stand in front of arjun , doesn't  matter if he is right or wrong. make him to change his attitude. make him a normal person , make him yours again.

[sushilt20]

Sure update and nice story

[Ayush01111]

Nic one i just want kki bhi jeete par ammu ka dil na tute par ye hone se raha agar Arjun hara to vo shanu or apni life hell kar lega or phir vo amnu ka rishta lekar jo ladka aya tha vo aeyga or sab khatam agar amu arjun ki nahi to shanu zaheer ki nahi

[Greenwood]

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Scene – Montage Style (Parallel Frames)
? Background Score – Fast-paced but contrasting beats, jaise ek taraf serious chess-game ki feel aur doosri taraf comic relief.
Frame 1 – Arjun’s Room
Arjun apne study table par baitha hai. Board pe wahi teen circles bane huye hain. Pehla circle – Students for Students, dusra circle – Faculty Connect.
Arjun calmly ek-ek circle ke andar sticky notes chipka raha hai. Har ek note ek student leader ka naam, ek professor ka contact, ek crowd mobiliser ki detail.
Camera zoom karta hai us teesre circle par jo abhi bhi khali hai. Arjun uspar sirf ek bada sa “?” likh kar marker rakhta hai aur halki muskaan deta hai, jaise wo sirf apne dimaag mein plan chhupa raha ho.
Arjun (whispering to himself)
Tisra circle… sabko confuse karega.
Frame 2 – College Common Hall
Dusri taraf Zaheer aur Shanu ne ek chhota sa interview desk lagaya hai. Banner laga hai – Join the Change. Be the Voice.
Students line mein khade hain, jaise auditions ho rahe ho.
Pehla student aata hai, bohot hi overconfident.
Student 1
Main na mic pe bolu toh saamne wale behosh ho jaate hain.
Zaheer aur Shanu ek doosre ko blank look dete hain.
Frame 3 – Arjun’s Side
Arjun apni team ke sath baith kar har ek ko responsibilities assign karta hai. Posters ke designs, social media buzz, event coordination – sab ek blueprint par likh raha hai.
Team members note lete hue serious hote hain.
Camera uski focused aankhon par zoom karta hai.
Frame 4 – Zaheer aur Shanu’s Interviews
Agla student aata hai, nerd-type, haath mein pura ek fat dictionary le kar.
Student 2
Main speeches mein 2000 shabd daal sakta hoon, sab Latin origin ke.
Shanu aankhein ghumati hai aur softly Zaheer se bolti hai – Yeh toh debate ko encyclopaedia bana dega.
Zaheer zor se hansi rokta hai.
Frame 5 – Arjun’s Mystery Build-up
Arjun apne laptop screen par data dekh raha hai – students ki background reports, surveys, influence graphs.
Phir camera teesre circle par dobara cut hota hai. Marker se wo ek chhoti si arrow banata hai, jo dono circles ko connect karke third wale pe jata hai. Lekin likhta kuch nahi.
Bas screen black hoti hai with his smile – mystery abhi bhi bachi hai.
Frame 6 – Zaheer aur Shanu’s “Right Pick” Moment
Line mein ek energetic ladki aati hai, jo stage pe mimicry kar deti hai principal ki. Puri hall hansi se bhar jaata hai.
Zaheer aur Shanu ek saath thoda lean hoke ek doosre ko dekhte hain aur dono ek hi baat bolte hain – Perfect.
Phir cut hota hai ek aur confident student pe, jo clearly organise karna jaanta hai, dusre jo tech-savvy hai, teesra jo posters paint kar raha hai. Dheere-dheere unki chhoti si core team shape hone lagti hai.
Final Montage Shot
Screen split hoti hai –
Ek taraf Arjun apne mystery circle par confident smile ke saath khada hai.
Dusri taraf Zaheer aur Shanu apni newly-formed team ke beech mein khade hain, sab hands join kar rahe hain.
Voice-over (neutral, cinematic)
Khel ab dono taraf se shuru ho gaya hai.Scene –

 College Seminar Room (Evening)

Room mein ek whiteboard lagaya hua hai, tables ek circle mein arranged hain. Zaheer aur Shanu saamne khade hain, aur unki freshly formed team chhoti si practice session ke liye ready baithi hai. Posters, notes aur ek student mock-speech practice kar raha hota hai.
Shanu enthusiasm ke sath bolti hai –
Shanu
Agar hum sab milke kaam karein, toh Arjun ke network ka pressure balance ho jayega. Abhi se shuru karte hain, ek mock rally ka rehearsal.
Ek student confident tone mein bolta hai –
Student
Yes ma’am, hum log sab social media blast bhi karenge, pamphlets bhi…
Itne mein seminar hall ka door zor se khulta hai.
Entry – Taz, Priya aur unke close dost.
Sab andar aate hi ruk jaate hain aur saamne baithe naye unknown faces ko ghoorte hain.
Taz bhadak kar Zaheer ki taraf aage badhta hai.
Taz
Yeh kya scene hai bhai? Humare hote huye tumhe aur logon ki zarurat padi?
Priya bhi thoda hurt tone mein bolti hai –
Priya
Zaheer, Shanu… seriously? Hum tumhare sath roz hain, aur tumhe laga ki tumhe alag se team chahiye?
Zaheer aur Shanu dono ek doosre ki taraf guilty si nazar se dekhte hain. Ek second ka pause aata hai. Phir dono almost ek saath zor se bol padte hain –
Zaheer & Shanu
Nooooo!
Sab chonk jaate hain. Tabhi Taz aage badh kar seedha un naye students ki taraf dekhta hai jo abhi abhi recruit huye the.
Taz ki awaaz pura room hilata hai.
Taz
Sun rahe ho sab? Tum sabki zarurat hi nahi hai. Samjhe? Yeh Zaheer ka game hai, aur main uska dost hoon. Uske doston ke hote kisi ki aukaat nahi ki beech mein aaye.
Phir gaaliyon ke sath ek ek karke un sabko hall se nikal deta hai –
Taz
Nikal! Niklo yaha se… tumhari maa ka… hum hai na, hum sab sambhal lenge!
Wo students shock mein, thoda insulted feel karke quietly hall se nikal jaate hain. Door band hota hai, aur sirf Zaheer, Shanu, Taz, Priya aur unka circle andar bacha rehta hai.
Ek awkward silence chha jaata hai. Shanu thoda aankhein neeche kar ke softly bolti hai –
Shanu
Lagta hai humein sirf tum log hi chahiye the…
Priya thoda hans padti hai, aur Taz chest thok kar bolta hai –
Taz
Bas, ab asli team bani hai. Ab dekhte hain Arjun ka circle kya ukhadta hai.
Camera zoom-out – Sab ek hi table ke around baithe hote hain, serious but bonded expressions ke saath, jaise ab asli dosti aur loyalty wali team form ho gayi hai

Scene – Arjun’s Room (Late Night)
Arjun apne study table par laptop khol ke baitha hai. Screen par campus ke gossip forum ka page open hai jahan pehle se news viral ho chuki hai – Zaheer aur Shanu ne apni “dream team” bana li hai. Saath hi, kuch students ki selfies aur memes bhi chal rahe hote hain – captioned like “Rebel Squad”, “Arjun vs Zaheer Final War” etc.
Arjun thoda peeche hatti kursi par, dono haath sir ke peeche rakh ke relax mode mein baith jaata hai. Uske chehre pe confident smirk.
Arjun apne aap se hi halki si awaaz mein bolta hai –
Arjun
Toh inhone team banali… Inner-circle. Taz, Priya, Shanu, Zaheer… sab ek hi table pe.
Ek second ke liye Arjun ka chehra thoughtful ho jaata hai, jaise calculate kar raha ho. Table par pada ek marker uthata hai aur whiteboard ki taraf jaata hai. Board par wahi teen circles bane hue hain jo usne pehle banaye the. Do pehle circles ke andar kaafi naam likhe hote hain – supporters, management team, media connect, influence list…
Sirf teesra circle blank pada hai.
Arjun marker ko hawa mein ghumata hai, us blank circle ko ghurta hai, phir achanak marker board pe thok kar zor se has padta hai.
Arjun
Jokers… sab jokers. Mere saamne inki koi aukaat nahi. Teesra circle khulega tab inhe samajh aayega game kya hota hai.
Wo itna zor se hansta hai ki uski awaaz kamre ki khamoshi tod deti hai. Us hansi mein arrogance bhi hai aur ek hidden mystery ka thrill bhi.
Camera board par zoom karta hai – do circles bhar chuke hain, teesra circle ab bhi blank hai… suspense ki tarah chamak raha hai.
Fade Out.

Scene – College Canteen (Next Morning)

Ek bada gol table corner mein set hai jaha Zaheer aur Shanu apni freshly banayi “inner-circle” team ke saath baithe hain. Table par notepads, chai aur samose bikhar rahe hain. Nayi team ke kuch members over-serious faces ke saath pen ready karke baithe hote hain jaise koi UN meeting chal rahi ho.
Shanu apne chashme ko thoda set kar ke bolti hai
Shanu
Okay guys, pehla agenda simple hai… hum sab yaha Zaheer ke campaign ko strong banane ke liye aaye hain. Discipline aur teamwork sabse important hoga.
Zaheer serious tone mein
Bilkul. Ab se har ek kaam divided hoga. Poster design, social media, street plays, campaign rallies—sab assign kiya jaayega.
Team ke ek naye member ne bahut hi robotic tone mein haath uthaya
Sir, kya hume dress code bhi rakhna hoga? White kurta-blue jeans type unity feel ke liye?
Shanu ki aankh phadak jaati hai. Zaheer apna sir pakad leta hai.
Itne mein Taz aur Priya dhoom se entry maarte hain. Taz ne apne haath mein bread roll uthaya hota hai, chabate hue hi table pe tapak padta hai.
Taz
Wah wah! Hamare hote hue tum logon ko outsiders ki zarurat padh gayi? Humein bataya bhi nahi?
Priya uske peeche haath bandh ke khadi ho jaati hai
Zaheer, Shanu… seriously? Tumne socha hum sirf dost hain, asli team ke layak nahi?
Sab chhup jaate hain. Naye members awkwardly ek doosre ki taraf dekhte hain.
Zaheer kuch bolne hi wala hota hai ki Shanu uski taraf ek “tum chup rehna” wali nazar dalti hai. Phir Shanu calmly bolti hai
Shanu
Dekho Priya, Taz… hum bas—
Par Taz zor se table pe haath maar ke chillata hai
NOOOOOOO!
Poore canteen ki nazar unki taraf mud jaati hai.
Taz khada ho kar gusse se un naye members ki taraf ungli dikhata hai
Tum sabko samajh nahi aa raha? Yeh Zaheer ka mission hai, Shanu ka vision hai… aur hum uske asli dost hai! Tum log kya kar loge? Hawa bharoge balloons mein?
Ek student jo abhi notes likh raha tha, seedha khada hokar bolta hai
Humne socha tha ki hum strategy banaenge…
Taz uski baat kaat deta hai
Strategy meri chaappal se banaunga! Chal nikal… sab nikal… bhaag!
Sab naye members ghbrakar apne notepads aur pen samet kar bhaag jaate hain. Priya apne haath kamar pe rakh ke Taz ko ghoorti hai
Priya
Maa kasam, tumhe toh na shanti se baat karni aati hi nahi.
Taz uski taraf aankh maar ke bolta hai
Bas asli team ko bacha liya maine.
Zaheer aur Shanu dono ek dusre ki taraf dekh ke hansi rok nahi pate. Shanu sir hila kar kehti hai
Shanu
Bas… yahi hai humari real inner-circle.
Table pe sab haas padte hain.
Montage shot – Zaheer, Shanu, Taz aur Priya planning board ke saamne khade hain. Chalk se likha hua hai – “Mission Comeback”.
Fade Out.

Scene – Arjun’s Camp, College Lawn

Shaam ka time hai. College ka ek corner puri tarah Arjun ke supporters se bhara hua hai. Banners, rang-birange poster aur mic-testing ki awaaz chal rahi hai. Do–teen ladke stage ki decoration me busy hain, ek dusra loudspeaker check kar raha hai.
Arjun ek wooden crate par khada hai, uske aas paas 30–40 students ka ghera. Uska style cool aur confident hai, jaise koi general apne faujiyon ko rally ke liye brief kar raha ho.
Arjun
Sunno sab… kal ki rally sirf rally nahi hai. Ye humari taaqat dikhane ka din hai. Humne ab tak jo bhi banaya hai, ab wo saamne aayega. Posters, slogans, crowd management – sab ekdum tight hona chahiye.
Uska ek dost cheekhta hai
Arjun bhai, nara kaunsa chalega?
Arjun ek mischievous smile ke saath haath utha kar kehta hai
Simple rakho… jo dil se aaye. Hum dikhana chahte hai ki ye movement students ka hai, scripted drama nahi.
Sab zor se cheekhne lagte hai – Arjun! Arjun!
Arjun haath se unhe shant kar deta hai
Sabse zaruri hai discipline. Agar rally mein koi bhi hungama hua, to message ulta chala jaayega. Remember, humari strength hai control aur unity.
Peeche se ek ladka thoda majak mein bolta hai
Aur hamari asli strength hai Arjun ka smile.
Sab hansi mein ud jaate hain. Arjun bhi hans padta hai, phir apne dost ke kandhe pe thapki de deta hai.
Arjun
Haan bhai, woh bhi ek weapon hai.
Montage –
Girls supporters rang-birange placards paint kar rahi hain, ek placard pe likha hai “Future is Ours”.
Boys banner tang rahe hain, ek ladder girne hi wali hoti hai par Arjun ek hand-grab karke ladke ko bachaa leta hai.
Mic test mein ek ladka bolta hai Arjun Zindabad! aur poori crowd ek sur mein repeat karti hai.
Scene end hota hai Arjun ke confident face par, jahan wo khud ko rally ke beech imagine karta hai – saamne ek samundar jaisa crowd aur har taraf uska naam gunj raha hai.

Scene – College Ground, Evening

Zaheer aur Shanu rally ki rehearsal ke liye ground me apni “newly formed team” ko line me khada kar dete hain. Poster, dhol, megaphone, sab idhar-udhar bikhre pade hain.
Shanu serious tone me bolti hai
Guys, discipline sabse important hai. Jab main signal dungi, sab ek saath slogan lagayenge.
Naye students ek saath “haan ji ma’am” bolte hain, lekin awaaz aisi hoti hai jaise college assembly me ho.
Taz mic pakad ke stage jaisa feel le raha hota hai
Sun lo sab log! Rally ka asli hero main hoon. Slogan main dunga, awaaz main dunga, energy main dunga. Tum sab bas background dancers ho.
Priya aankh ghumati hai
Background dancer tum ho, Taz. Tumhara volume sun ke toh crowd bhaag jayega.
Taz gussa ho kar bolta hai
Mera volume powerful hai. Jab main shout karta hoon na, khidkiyon ke sheeshe hil jaate hain.
Ek student test karne ke liye kehta hai
Sir ek baar shout karke dikhao?
Taz megaphone pakad ke “Hum jeetengeee!” chillaata hai. Megaphone ka speaker short ho jaata hai aur dhuaan nikalne lagta hai. Sab haste haste gir padte hain.
Zaheer sir pakad kar bolta hai
Bhai, rally ke din tumhe mic se door rakhna padega.
Shanu whiteboard par likh rahi hoti hai
Okay, slogans simple aur catchy hone chahiye. Koi suggestion?
Naya student suggestion deta hai
“Arjun down down!”
Priya turant bolti hai
Arey chhodo Arjun ko, humein positive rally karni hai. Kuch like “Zaheer–Shanu zindabad!”
Dusra student bolta hai
Yeh toh election jaisa lag raha hai.
Taz mast serious ho kar bolta hai
Toh likho – “Free samosa for all!”
Sab phat ke hanste hain. Priya uske sir pe chart paper maar deti hai
Pagal! Rally hai ya canteen ki line?
Zaheer bhi hans kar bolta hai
Lekin honestly, crowd kheenchne ke liye free samosa idea bura nahi hai.
Shanu unhe ghoorti hai
Zaheer!
Sab ekdum chup ho jaate hain aur phir se rehearsal start hoti hai. Students poster pakad kar left–right march karte hain, lekin ek ladka ulta chalne lagta hai. Taz cheekh kar bolta hai
Arey tu rally kar raha hai ya Michael Jackson ban raha hai?
Sab dobara phat ke hans padte hain.
End beat: Priya poster utha kar dramatic tone me bolti hai
Jo bhi ho… rally ke din hum Arjun ke saamne dhamaka karenge.
Taz uske saath pose banata hai aur kehta hai
Aur uske saath samose bhi baantenge!
Sab fir se hanste hain.

Scene – Late Night, Zaheer’s Room
Table par kitab, notes aur ek calculator bikhra hua hai. Zaheer ki aankhen screen par chipki hui hain. Woh bar-bar pen ghumaata hai, phir gusse me side me patak deta hai.
Zaheer apna sir thoda jhuka kar gardan ghumata hai, jaise dard ho.
Shanu laptop band karti hai, use ek pal ke liye chup-chap dekhti hai. Uske chehre par tiredness bhi hai aur thoda concern bhi. Dheere se uth kar Zaheer ke chair ke piche aati hai aur bina kuch bole uske kandhon par apne haath rakh deti hai.
Zaheer ek second ke liye hilta hai, phir ruka rehta hai.
Shanu soft tone me
Bohot stretch kar liya, ab relax bhi kar lo.
Woh uski gardan aur shoulders pe dheere dheere pressure deti hai. Zaheer ka stress thoda halka sa lagne lagta hai, uske chehre pe ek chhoti si relief wali smile aa jati hai.
Zaheer halki si hansi ke saath
Tumhe pata hai, tumhe manager ke bajaye physiotherapist banna chahiye tha.
Shanu muskurati hai
Aur tumhe apni life se dard nikalna chahiye tha. Har cheez ka calculation tumhe hi karna zaroori hai kya?
Zaheer aankh band kar ke bas uske haath ka pressure feel karta hai
Shanu, agar hum galat step le liye toh sab khatam ho jayega. Arjun ke paas planning, team, experience… sab kuch hai. Humare paas sirf…
Woh rukta hai.
Shanu dheere se uske shoulders squeeze karti hai aur bolti hai
Sirf tum ho… aur main. Baaki sab toh manage kar lenge.
Zaheer aankh kholta hai, halka sa palat kar uski taraf dekhta hai. Dono ki aankhen milti hain ek chhoti si khamoshi me.
Zaheer halka sa muskurata hai
Tumhe pata hai, kabhi kabhi lagta hai tum meri weakness ho… aur kabhi kabhi lagta hai tum meri sabse badi strength.

Shanu dheere se uske piche se nikal kar saamne aati hai. Uske shoulder par apne haath rakhti hai jaise use gently push kare, aur phir ek hi smooth motion me uski goad me cross-leg karke baith jaati hai.

Zaheer pehle thoda sa hichkichaata hai, uske haath automatically freeze ho jaate hain jaise calculator pakadne ka bhi bhool gaya ho. Ab dono ke chehre aamne-saamne, itne kareeb ki dono ki saanson ki garmahat mehsoos ho rahi hai.
Zaheer halki si hansi ke saath
Tum… aise?
Shanu uski aankhon me dekhti rehti hai, tone calm lekin teasing
Haan. Warna tumhe lagta hai na, tumhare numbers aur calculations hi sab kuch hai. Abhi batao, tumhe zyada zaroorat kiske hai… spreadsheet ki ya mere?
Zaheer ki nazar uske chehre pe atki hui hai, ek second ke liye woh kuch bol hi nahi paata. Uske honton pe halki si muskaan aa jaati hai, phir dheere se kehta hai
Mujhe tumhari zaroorat hai.
Shanu uske collar ke paas ungli se halka sa circle banati hai, jaise uski tension ko tod rahi ho
Toh phir stress lena band karo. Agar hum dono ek saath hain, toh koi bhi Arjun hume rok nahi sakta.

Shanu apna ek haath Zaheer ki gardan ke pichle hisson par le jaati hai, usse firm grip mein pakad leti hai. Uski ungliyan halka sa pressure dalti hain jaise use apni taraf kheench rahi ho. Dusre haath se woh apne baalon mein lagi chhoti si clip ko kholne lagti hai.
Clip khulte hi uske khule hue baal Zaheer ke shoulder par gir jaate hain, aur unke beech ki distance aur bhi electric ho jaati hai.
Zaheer usse bas dekhta reh jaata hai, uski aankhen wide, jaise waqt ruk gaya ho. Uske hoth ek second ke liye hilte hain, par koi shabd nahi nikalta.
Shanu dheere se huskily bolti hai
Ab tumhare paas do option hain Zaheer… ya toh apne pen aur papers pakad ke baith jao… ya phir mujhe pakad lo.
Zaheer ki saans tez ho gayi thi. Uska haath naturally uth kar Shanu ki kamar ko lightly touch karta hai, jaise confirm kar raha ho ki yeh pal real hai.
Shanu apna face aur kareeb laati hai, itna ki ab dono ke hoth bas ek saans ki doori par hain. Dono ek dusre ki aankhon me ghure hue, unki saansen mix ho rahi hain.
Zaheer whisper karta hai
Tum dangerous ho Shanu.
Shanu uski gardan par apni grip thodi tight karte hue, seductive smile ke saath
Aur tumhe danger pasand hai.
Room me sirf lamp ki soft roshni, khamoshi, aur un dono ki saansen ki garmi hai. Dono ke chehre ab ek dusre ko feel karne lage the, jaise ek pal me sab kuch dissolve ho raha ho…

[Manju roy]

Yaha shanu or zaheer ka romantic love dikho kiss or body touch

[Ayush01111]

Missing ammu and arjun love yaar ap arjun ko kyu akela uttar diye ho

[Greenwood]

Update 96




Shanu apne loose hue baalon ko ek side karti hai aur Zaheer ke bilkul kareeb aa jaati hai. Dono ke hoth bas ek breath ki doori par ruk jaate hain.
Ek pal ke liye lagta hai jaise waqt tham gaya ho. Dono ki aankhen ek dusre par locked, saansein heavy.
Phir — bas ek halki si tilt aur unke hoth softly touch karte hain. Ek testing jaisa, uncertain sa brush. Zaheer ki palkein band ho jaati hain, aur woh apne haath Shanu ki kamar par thoda aur strongly rakhta hai.
Dusre second me woh chhota sa peck ek short, teasing kiss ban jaata hai. Dono ke hoth fir se milte hain, is baar thoda aur pressure ke saath.
Shanu apne haath uske face ke dono taraf le aati hai aur uska lower lip thoda pull karti hai. Yehi moment Zaheer ko lose kar deta hai.
Woh ekdum se apna control chhod deta hai aur usse apni taraf kheench leta hai. Dono ke lips ab rough aur hungry motion me chalne lagte hain. Tables aur files ek taraf gir jaati hain par unhe parwah nahi.
Kiss jaldi hi deep aur french kiss me badal jaata hai — saansen tez, heartbeats wild. Shanu apne baalon ke beech ungliyan ghumate hue Zaheer ke neck ke aur kareeb lean karti hai, aur Zaheer apne hathon se uski kamar ko strongly pakad kar usse apni lap me aur zyada fix kar leta hai.
Room me bas unki muffled breaths aur soft moans ki awaaz gungunane lagti hai.
Zaheer ke dil ke andar ek hi thought chal raha tha — ab wapas ka rasta nahi.

Dono ke lips abhi bhi tangled the, kiss ab rough aur passionate flow me chal raha tha. Shanu ka body Zaheer ke lap me cross-leg karke press ho chuka tha. Uski ungliyan ab Zaheer ke collar se kheli ja rahi thi.
Kissing ke beech beech Shanu thoda peeche hoti hai, uski saansein heavy thi, lips swollen. Usne ek naughty half-smile ke saath apne white tight shirt ke upar ke do button dheere se khole.
Room ki halki yellow light me ek sharp line nazar aayi — uske sine ki darar. Woh bas ek glimpse tha, lekin Zaheer ke liye ek spark ignite karne ke liye kaafi tha.
Zaheer ke aankhon me hunger aur depth dono aa gaye. Uska haath naturally uske waist se slide hoke uske back par gaya, aur dusre haath se usne gently Shanu ka face pakad kar uske lips par wapas apni claim jamai.
Is baar kiss aur zyada intense, aur zyada needy tha. Shanu ne bhi poori tarah se respond kiya, uske long open baal Zaheer ke shoulders par gir gaye.
Zaheer ki aankhen ek pal ke liye khul gayi — woh us darar ki ek chhoti jhalak phir se dekhta hai, aur uski saansen aur tez ho jaati hain. Woh kiss ke beech uske jawline aur neck par utarta hai, har jagah chhoti-chhoti kisses chhodta hua.
Shanu ka haath ab uske baalon me tha, aur uske lips se ek suppressed sigh nikalti hai.
Room ka atmosphere ab sirf unke heavy breaths aur dil ki dhadkanon se bhar gaya tha.
Kiss ab rough aur wild ho chuka tha. Shanu ne apne dono haath Zaheer ke chest par press kiye jaise usse aur kareeb kheench rahi ho. Fir ek pal ke liye lips alag kiye bina, uske fingers uske T-shirt ki seam ko pakad leti hai. Dheere-dheere neeche se upar kheenchna start karti hai.

Zaheer bhi samajh jaata hai, woh thoda sa peeche jhukta hai aur apne haath upar uthata hai, taaki uska T-shirt smoothly utar jaye. Ek second ke liye unke lips alag hote hain — aur next hi pal Shanu uska T-shirt bed ke side mein patak deti hai.
Ab Zaheer ka toned, topless torso uske saamne tha. Room ki dim light uske shoulders aur chest par sharp shadow dal rahi thi. Shanu ke lips par ek mischievous smile aayi, jaise woh uske body ko appreciate kar rahi ho.
Zaheer ne us waqt koi wait nahi kiya. Uske dono haath naturally neeche slide hoke Shanu ke hips par gaye. Usne thoda pressure daal kar usse apni taraf kheench liya. Shanu ka body uske bare skin ke against press hua — ek garam sensation jisse dono ki saansen aur tez ho gayi.
Kiss wapas start hua, is baar aur zyada deep aur wet. Shanu ki ungliyan ab Zaheer ke baalon me ulajh gayi thi, aur woh apni kamar ko thoda zaheer ke grip ke against move kar rahi thi, jaise uske touch ka jawab de rahi ho.
Zaheer ne apne thumbs se uske waist ke sides ko caress kiya, aur kabhi kabhi uske hips ko tight squeeze kiya, har baar Shanu ke lips se ek halki si suppressed moan nikalti thi jo uske andar excitement aur hunger aur bada deti thi.
Room ke hawa me ab bas ek hi cheez thi — un dono ka burning passion..

Zaheer apni kursi par halka sa peeche jhukta hai, dono haathon se Shanu ke hips ko pakad kar use dheere dheere upar lift karta hai. Shanu uske har ek movement ko mehsoos kar rahi thi, jaise uski saans Zaheer ke hothon ki garmi se sync ho gayi ho.
Shanu apne balo ke jhilmil strands ko peeche karte hue uske lap par aur mazbooti se baith gayi. Uska ek haath Zaheer ke chest par tha, ungliyan uske abs par idhar-udhar trace kar rahi thi. Dusra haath dheere se neeche sarakta hua Zaheer ki jeans ke button tak aaya… aur ek halki si mischievous smile ke saath usne wo button khol diya.
Jeans ki halki si khat khat awaaz kamre ki khamoshi tod deti hai. Zaheer ki saanson ki garmi ab aur tez thi. Usne Shanu ko apni goad par aur zyada kheench liya, jaise dono ke darmiyan ek inch bhi faasla bardasht nahi tha.
Shanu ke hoth abhi bhi uske hothon par the, rough aur demanding kisses ke beech usne apne teeth se uska lower lip halka sa pull kiya. Zaheer ke dono haath uske hips se thode aur neeche slide hote hain, ek possessive grip ke saath.
Aur phir… Zaheer apne hi gestures me bold ho kar apni jeans dheere dheere khud utarne lagta hai, lekin usi waqt Shanu uske kandhe par apna cheek rakh kar uske ear ke paas hushed seduction me fuskarti hai —
Shanu
Zaheer… ab peeche mat hatna…
Scene ek garm cliffhanger par freeze ho jata hai, dono ke bodies ek dusre me locked, tension aur anticipation peak par.
Shanu ki aankhon ki garmi ab Zaheer ko puri tarah se consume kar rahi thi. Usne apne hoth uske hothon par fir se rakhe, iss baar aur bhi zyada rough, jaise dono apne saare emotions kiss me utaar rahe ho.

Zaheer ka shirt to pehle hi gaya tha, ab uske bare chest par Shanu ke silky fingers slide ho rahe the. Usne dheere se apne white shirt ke upar ke aur button khol diye, aur uske neckline se nikalti hui body ki soft curve ne Zaheer ke andar ek aur hi junoon bhar diya.
Zaheer ne usse apni goad se thoda uthaya aur turant hi apni jeans completely slide karke side me phek di. Ab dono ke darmiyan bas unki garmi aur saansen thi. Shanu apni thighs uski waist ke aas paas aur tight wrap kar leti hai, jaise wo uske andar hi ghul jana chahti ho.
Uske baalon ka clip pehle hi khul chuka tha, ab unke open strands Zaheer ke shoulders par gir rahe the. Zaheer ne apna haath uske bare waist par rakha, ungliyan dheere se skin ko trace karte hue uske back ke neeche tak sarakti gayi.
Shanu ke hoth ab Zaheer ki collarbone aur neck par shift ho gaye, chhote-chhote seductive bites ke saath. Uski halki si sighs kamre ki hawa ko aur heavy bana rahi thi.
Zaheer
(gehray se, uske ear ke paas)
Tumhe zara bhi nahi pata… ab tumne mujhe kitna pagal kar diya hai…
Shanu ne apna face uthaya, uske hoth fir se uske hothon par rakhe aur iss baar kiss French kiss me badal gayi — tongues tangled, breathless, messy aur utterly desperate.
Zaheer usse apni goad me aur forcefully press karta hai, dono ke beech ka har faasla khatam ho raha tha. Uske haathon ki grip Shanu ke hips aur waist par tight ho gayi, aur Shanu apne nails uske back par scratch karne lagi, uske har movement ko aur teasing bana rahi thi.
Kamra sirf dono ke saanso, kisses ki wet awaazon aur unke heartbeat ke rhythm se bhar gaya tha…

Shanu apni thighs aur tight wrap kar leti hai Zaheer ki waist ke aas paas, jaise wo use apne andar sama lena chahti ho. Uske lips ab Zaheer ke lips ko sirf kiss nahi kar rahe the, balki unhe claim kar rahe the — rough, messy, wet… aur bilkul desperate.
Zaheer ke bare chest par Shanu ki nails ke red marks banne lage the, har scratch ke saath wo aur zyada possessive lag rahi thi. Zaheer ki breathing ab control ke bahar ja rahi thi, usne uske open shirt ke andar se apne haath ghusakar uski smooth skin ko feel karna start kiya. Uske touch par Shanu ne halki si moan chhodi, jo Zaheer ke liye ek aur spark ban gayi.
Zaheer ne usse thoda sa back lean karaya aur apne hoth uske throat par rakh diye, kisses se lekar deep bites tak, jaise wo har inch ko mark karna chahta ho. Shanu ke baal uske shoulders par gir rahe the, uski back thodi arc ho gayi thi, aur uske lips se nikle hue halki si awaaz Zaheer ke ears me fire ki tarah lagi.
Shanu
(breathless, uske hothon par whisper karte hue)
Stop mat karna…
Uske lafzon ne Zaheer ka junoon aur tez kar diya. Usne apne dono haathon se Shanu ke hips ko tight hold karke usse apne kareeb aur press kiya, dono ke bodies ke beech ab koi space nahi bacha. Shanu ne apne white shirt ko almost pura khol diya tha, uske open neckline se uski body ka seductive view Zaheer ke samne tha — itna tempting ki uski aankhen wahin atak gayi.
Shanu ne khud aage badhkar Zaheer ke ear lobe ko apne hothon se nibble kiya, fir dheere se whisper kiya
Shanu
Ab tum sirf mere ho…
Aur uske turant baad, unka kiss fir se french kiss me badal gaya — iss baar aur bhi rough, aur bhi wild. Tongues tangled, lips swollen, aur dono ka passion control ke bahar. Zaheer ke haath ab uske back se neeche slip kar gaye, uske hips ko uthane lagte hue, jaise wo usse apni baahon me pura capture karna chahta ho.
Kamra sirf ek hi cheez se bhar gaya tha — unke saanso ka junoon aur unke touch ki garmi.
Kuch hi palo baad zaheer pura nude tha or shanu bottomless... Zaheer ne ek hand uske back se slide karte hue directly uske open shirt ke andar daala, aur uske soft curves ko rough grip me le liya. Shanu ekdum se arch ho gayi aur apni chest uske bare chest ke against press kar di.

Shanu
(breathless, eyes half closed)
Zaheer… abhi aur yahin…
Zaheer ne uski baat ka jawaab kisi word me nahi diya—bas ek strong jerk ke saath usse apni lap par aur neeche drag kar liya. Unka friction ab itna strong ho gaya tha ki Shanu ka moan room me gungunaya.
Uske haath Zaheer ke shoulders ko tightly pakad rahe the, jaise wo khud apni balance lose kar rahi ho. Lekin Zaheer ne uske hips ko firmly hold kiya aur movement ko apni marzi se set kar diya—rough aur rhythmic thrusts ke saath.
Chair ab clearly unke passion ko bear kar rahi thi—har ek movement ke sath halki creak awaaz aa rahi thi.
Shanu ke baal uske face par gir rahe the aur usne ek hand se apna shirt aur khol diya—ab uska cleavage completely exposed tha Zaheer ke saamne. Zaheer ne bina waste kiye apni lips uske curves par press kiye, kissing and biting, aur Shanu ke lips se aur zyada loud moans nikal gaye.
Zaheer
(husky voice me)
Tumhe idea bhi nahi hai… tum mujhe abhi kya kar rahi ho.
Shanu ne uske hair kheench kar uska face apne lips ke paas laaya aur whisper kiya
Shanu
Prove it… harder.
Aur Zaheer ne usi moment apni strength dikhate hue usse aur forcefully apni lap par ride karwa diya. Shanu apni head peeche tilt karke moan kar rahi thi, aur chair ke sath-saath pura room jaise unke passion se gunguna raha tha.
Dono ab completely lost the—na shirt ka hosh, na jeans ka, na chair ka… sirf ek dusre ke body aur us moment ka.

Zaheer ne apni haath ki ungliyon se Shanu ke baalon ko dheere se khela aur ek halka sa smile uske chehre par aa gaya. Shanu bhi hans padhi, lekin uske hansne me ek mischief thi—ek tarah ka tease jo dono ke beech ki chemistry ko aur gehra bana raha tha.
Dono ke saath waqt ruk sa gaya tha; sirf unke saans aur halki halki laugh, aur aankhon ka dialogue chal raha tha. Zaheer ke haath Shanu ke lap par softly move kar rahe the, aur Shanu apni body ke subtle movements se unhe respond kar rahi thi. Ek chhoti si cheeky nudge, ek halki sa shoulder touch—yeh sab unke beech ki chemistry ko aur ignite kar raha tha, jaise pura room sirf un dono ke liye hi exist karta ho.
Shanu ne apne face ko thoda aur Zaheer ke kareeb kiya, unki aankhon me wo teasing aur daring look thi, aur Zaheer bhi apni aankhen nahi hata pa raha tha, sirf unka closeness aur warmth enjoy kar raha tha. Dono ki haathon ka dance, aankhon ka dialogue aur halka sa laughter—yeh sab ek intimate aur romantic tension create kar raha tha, bina kisi explicit cheez ke, sirf unki energy aur bonding ko highlight karte hue.
Shanu ab zaheer ke mote lund par satasat upar niche ho rahi thi or zaheer ke testicles shanu ki thighs par pat pat pat ki aawaz kar rahe they, dono ke mathe or badan par paseena jam chuka tha lekin dono me abhi tak kisi ne haar nahi mani thi... Shanu apni shadeed speed se zaheer ke lode ki sawari kar rahi thi or zaheer bhi uske santre ko nichodne me laga tha...

Kuch der baad dono ne apni position badli or Shanu ne apne ghutno ke bal kursi par adjust kiya, apna face kursi ke upar rakhte hue. Zaheer uske piche khada tha, apni haath se uski kamar ko gently support karte hue, 
Unke beech ka distance bas kuch inches ka tha, aur dono ki saansein thodi tez ho rahi thi. Shanu ne dheere se apni body ka subtle movement kiya,
Kursi par dono ki position aur unki aankhon ka dialogue unki tension aur teasing chemistry ko aur gehra kar raha tha. Zaheer ke haath Shanu ki kamar par softly glide kar rahe the, aur Shanu apni body ke subtle movements se unhe guide kar rahi thi, jaise ek playful aur intimate game chal raha ho.
Unke beech ka energy aur closeness aise dikh raha tha ki pura room sirf unke liye exist kar raha ho, sirf unki laughter, teasing gestures aur aankhon ka dialogue. Shanu ne halki si smile di aur Zaheer ne bhi ek playful glance ke saath respond kiya, dono ke beech ka bond aur ignite ho gaya.
Zaheer ne ab piche se shanu ki us pani se labrej kuwe me apna wo badi si bandook daal di, kuch dhakko me shanu ko dard hua or uska expression zaheer ne samne rakhe mirror se dekha. Is expression ke baad zaheer ki us bandook me blood circulation or jyada badh gaya or uske us lode ki motai thodi or badh gayi or fir zaheer ne piche se tabadtod dhakke marne shuru kiye jiski goonj pure kamre me ho rahi thi... Shanu abhi bhi white shirt me thi jiske almost sare button khul chuke they or uske doodh gale upper boobs par red marks aa chuke they jo zaheer ne badi hi besabri se diye they.. zaheer is waqt apne us chote zaheer ko ek garam si gufa me mehsoos kar raha tha jaha ki garmi patal se bhi jyada mehsoos ho rahi thi... Kuch dhakko ke baad zaheer ne speed bhi tez kardi or shanu ki moaning bhi tez ho gayi.. lagatar padne wale dhakke se shanu ka kuwa ab sujan lene laga tha jiska dard shanu ko ab feel hone laga tha or isse pahle wo zaheer ko yeh baat batati zaheer ne kas kar 8 10 deep dhakke pure taakat se shanu ke chhed par maar diye or ek siski or aahhhh ki chikh ke sath shanu ka fanwara chalu ho gaya, uski thighs me kampan hui jiski khabar zaheer ko bhi ho gayi or shanu ki haalat se wo khud bhi jyada der tak nahi tik paya shanu ke andar hi apni bandook se safed goliya ek ke baad ek karte huye pure ek minute tak chhodne laga... Dono ki haalat ab aisi thi ki pure din khet ki jutai karke aaye ho... Shanu jaha ab relax padi thi to wahi zaheer ki goliya abhi bhi dhire dhire kam pani ke sath aa rahi thi or uski saans abhi bhi fool rahi thi... Kuch minutes ke baad zaheer as it is nude hi apne bistar par jake pad gaya. Shanu ko uski yeh adaa cute lagi or wo bhi bottomless zaheer ke upar aa kar so gayi, sone se pahle uske zaheer ke us kate huye auzaar par apna safed pani dekha jisse shanu sharm se hi pani pani ho gayi... 


Zaheer finally thak kar bed par gir gaya tha, aankhen band, aur saansein dheere-dheere stable ho rahi thi. Room me ek shaanti ka mahaul tha, sirf halki si raat ki awaaz aur unki closeness ka ehsaas. Shanu uske side me baithi, halka sa smile apne chehre par, aankhon me thodi si mischief aur thodi si soch.
Uske mann me us raat ki har chhoti-moti interaction chal rahi thi—Zaheer ke gestures, uska supportive touch, aur dono ke beech ka teasing rhythm. Uska monologue shuru hua:
Shanu
Kaise ye raat itni tez aur itni calm dono ho sakti hai… Zaheer… tum jaante ho, tumhara ye silence, ye calmness, bas… bas sab kuch aur gehra kar deta hai. Har ek gesture, har ek chhoti si smile, jaise mere andar ki har soch ko samajh raha ho. Aur phir ye bed, ye shaanti… sab kuch… itna perfect lag raha hai, jaise ye pal humesha ke liye tha.
Shanu ke chehre par halka sa smile, aankhon me thodi si chamak. Uske mann me ek hi khayal tha: ye pal, ye connection, ye Zaheer ka trust… sab kuch… bas yaad rehna chahiye.
Room me raat ka halka sa andhera aur unki closeness dono ke liye ek alag hi energy create kar raha tha. Zaheer so chuka tha, lekin Shanu ka dil, uske emotions aur soch abhi bhi un moments me jeevit tha, ek silent monologue ke roop me.

[Manju roy]

Haa sahi hai dono ka sex ho gaya ab age dekhna hai kya hota hai khani acha ja raha hai good

[Greenwood]

Update 97




Subah ki pehli kiran dheere-dheere room me ghus rahi thi, aur blanket ke neeche se halki si garmi aur comfort ka ehsaas ho raha tha. Dono ek dusre ke saath the, blanket unke sharir ko dhak rahi thi, lekin Shanu ka pair halki si bahar nikla tha, aur uska sir Zaheer ke hath par araam se tikka hua tha.
Aankhein dheere-dheere khul rahi thi. Zaheer ki neend abhi poori nahi thi, lekin jaise hi uski nazar Shanu par padi, wo halki si smile ke saath uske forehead par ek soft kiss kar gaya.
Shanu, thodi sharmate hue, apna muh Zaheer ke sine me chhupa leti hai, jaise wahan hi apni comfort aur suraksha dhoond rahi ho. Zaheer bas halka sa smile karta hai, aankhon me softness aur warmth ke saath.
Room me koi bolta nahi, na hi koi distraction hai—bas un dono ke beech ek narm si romance aur calm energy hawa me beh rahi hai, jaise waqt thoda dheere ho gaya ho, aur duniya ke sare tensions wahan se door ho gaye ho.
Yeh pal sirf unka tha—ek silent, gentle, aur intimate subah.

Rally ka mahol bilkul charged aur disciplined tha. Arjun khud podium par khada tha, khaki nehru jacket ke upar safed shirt aur grey trousers me, baal perfectly comb kiye hue, Rabbin style goggles ke saath ek stylish yet authoritative look de raha tha. Uske chehre par ek confidence aur calm dominance thi, jaise poore campus ka dhyaan sirf usi par ho.
Mass audience—college ke chhatra aur kuch private students jo ghar reh kar padhai karte the—sab podium ke samne khade the. Arjun ne microphone utha kar halki si smile ke saath bolna shuru kiya:
Uske words organized aur crisp the, har sentence me clarity aur power thi. Rally ke har step me discipline tha: students line me khade, haath me posters, flags orderly raise kiye ja rahe the. Arjun strategically apni aankhen poore crowd me ghoomata, jaise har ek student ko directly engage kar raha ho.
Target private students the, jo generally apni study me busy hote aur campus politics me participate nahi karte. Arjun ne unka attention khinchne ke liye pehle empathy dikhayi—unke struggle aur pressure ko acknowledge kiya, phir step by step rally ke benefits aur apne vision ko highlight kiya. Har line me mass appeal aur logical reasoning ka perfect blend tha.
Crowd gradually energized ho raha tha; Arjun ke words sirf sunne me nahi, feel ho rahe the. Unki disciplined movement aur confident gestures rally ko ek cinematic aur high-impact scene bana rahe the—jaise ek natural leader, jo poore college ka focus ek taraf kheench raha ho, aur vote bank strategy quietly, efficiently execute ho rahi ho.
Arjun ne microphone ko thoda aur kareeb uthaya, aur apni aankhen poore crowd me ghoomate hue har ek student ko directly feel karwaya ki ye unke liye hai.

Usne halki si smile ke saath poochha,
Arjun
Kaun hai jo sirf padhai me busy hai, aur campus ki politics se door raha hai?
Kuch students ne sharm se haath uthaya, kuch ne sirf apni seats me head nod kiya. Arjun ne unke upar confident aur slightly teasing nazar dalte hue kaha,
Arjun
Dekha, main samajh sakta hoon. Par ye aaj ka din hai jab aap decide karenge ki sirf classroom ke heroes rahenge ya apne campus ko bhi ek strong voice denge.
Phir usne ek step aage badha, aur crowd me se chhote chhote questions uthaye—student ke problems ko highlight kiya: study pressure, hostel issues, library timing, aur safety. Har point ke baad Arjun ka confident smile aur gestures crowd ke excitement ko aur badhate.
Arjun ke haath ki har movement, har step perfectly calculated tha—jaise ek natural strategist apni team aur audience ko ek rhythm me move karwa raha ho. Flags aur posters ke color aur slogans bhi carefully coordinated lag rahe the, rally ka energy ek cinematic frame jaise har angle se dikh raha tha.
Uske words gradually motivational aur empowering ho gaye:
Arjun
Aapke vote se decide hoga ki ye college sirf padhai ka centre rahega ya hum sabke sapno ka stage bhi banega. Ye aapke haath me hai.
Crowd me se cheers aur claps start ho gaye, students apni energy ke saath wave kar rahe the. Arjun ka confidence, discipline aur style rally ko mass aur cinematic bana raha tha, aur privately study karne wale students bhi dheere dheere engaged ho rahe the.
Arjun ka vision clear tha—ek focused, empowered, aur disciplined campus community jo sirf apne liye nahi balki ek team ke liye vote kare.

Rally ka mahaul gradually aur intense ho gaya. Arjun ne microphone ko thoda aur kareeb uthaya, aur apni aankhon me ek spark lete hue, har ek student ko directly feel karwaya ki ye baat unke liye hai, ye unka waqt hai.
Arjun
Main jaanta hoon aap sabke din kitne busy hote hain, assignments, lectures, exams. Lekin ek sawal, ek sirf ek minute ka sawaal—kya aap apne campus ke future ke liye sirf dekhte rahenge, ya khud uska hero banenge?
Crowd me se kuch students hilte, kuch sharm se apni seats me ghuste. Arjun ka ek confident smirk aaya aur usne thoda aur step aage badhte hue kaha,
Arjun
Har din, jab aap library ya classroom me hote hain, ye sirf aapke marks nahi, aapke decisions bhi shape lete hain. Ye vote bank, ye power, aapke haath me hai. Aur aaj ka din decide karega ki ye college sirf study ka centre rahega ya humari awaaz bhi banega!
Usne dheere dheere apni body language aur tone ko aur commanding banaya, haath ke gestures crowd ke energy ko aur amplify kar rahe the. Arjun ke har word me thrill tha—jaise har line directly students ke rom rom me baith rahi ho.
Arjun
Main aapko bas ek hi cheez promise karta hoon—agar aap mere saath khade rahoge, to sirf padhai nahi, aapke rights, aapke issues, aapke sapne bhi main sununga, samjhoonga aur implement karunga. Aur ye sirf ek start hai… humari awaaz, humari unity, humari vision yaha se nikal ke poore city me ghoomegi.
Crowd gradually louder ho gaya, claps aur cheers har taraf se. Arjun ne ek step aur aage badhte hue aur intensity ke saath kaha,
Arjun
Ab socho, ek aisa campus jahan aap apni voice ke saath safe, empowered aur respected ho. Kya aap ready ho uske liye?
Students ke haath uthne lage, cheers aur whistles ke beech, Arjun ki eyes ek ek student ko scan kar rahi thi, unke dimag me excitement aur thrill create kar rahi thi.
Arjun ka bhashan simple nahi tha—ye ek strategy, ek call, aur ek emotion ka combination tha jo har student ke andar ek spark jagah raha tha. Ye moment cinematic tha—har clap, har cheer, har glance perfect coordination me tha, jaise Arjun ne apne audience ke andar adrenaline aur loyalty dono inject kar diya ho.
Rally ka intensity level peak pe pahunch gaya. Arjun ne stage ke center me khade hoke crowd ko ek last look diya—har student ki aankhon me focus aur anticipation ka spark tha.

Arjun
Aaj hum bas awaaz nahi utha rahe… aaj hum ek revolution ka signal bhej rahe hain. Ye campus, ye city… yahi se shuru hota hai!
Crowd cheer karte hue louder ho gayi, aur Arjun ne ek rapid hand signal se apne supporters ko coordinate karna shuru kiya. Stage ke side se ek drone camera udata nazar aaya, pure campus ko capture kar raha tha.
Arjun ne dheere se apni Nehru jacket ka collar adjust kiya aur microphone ke paas lete hue aur commanding tone me bola,
Arjun
Ab main aap sabke samne ek challenge rakh raha hoon—vote sirf ek din ka nahi, ye decision aapke vision ka hai. Tumhare liye, tumhari future ke liye.
Aur phir, ek cinematic stunt—stage ke peeche se color aur smoke bombs explode karte hue, Arjun ke supporters flags, banners aur posters ke saath rally me burst create karte hain. Bright colors, smoke clouds aur Arjun ka confident stance, crowd ke adrenaline ko double kar dete hain.
Arjun ka gaze har corner me jaa raha tha, unke face par ek perfect smirk tha—jaise ye sab predictable tha aur unka control poora hai.
Arjun
Yeh sirf rally nahi… yeh promise hai. Main aapke issues, aapke dreams aur aapki awaaz ko campus ke har kone tak le jaunga!
Crowd itni intensity se cheer kar rahi thi ki echo pure campus me ghoom raha tha. Arjun ke stance aur har gesture me discipline, confidence aur charisma ka perfect mix tha—yeh ek moment tha jo har student ke dimag me forever mark karne wala tha.
Aur jaise hi rally apne climax pe pahunchti hai, Arjun ek final, jaw-dropping twist deta hai—stage ke side se ek giant digital screen upar uthta hai, jahan Arjun ke manifesto ke key points aur “Vote for Vision” slogan flashing hota hai, aur crowd uske har word ke saath cheer karte hue screens ke lights me apne hands raise karte hain.
Camera drone ke upar se capture karta hai—poora campus ek ocean of energy, flags, banners aur students ke cheers me dooba hua hai. Arjun ke face pe ek victorious, confident smile, jaise ye moment poora control me ho.
Ye scene ek cinematic, thriller aur heroic climax tha jahan Arjun ne apna campaign poore campus ke students ke dimag me literally embed kar diya—vote bank confirm hone se ek kadam door.

Scene TV par shift hota hai—Zaheer aur Shanu apne living room me sofa pe baithe hain. TV screen par campus ka wide-angle shot, smoke bombs, flags aur Arjun ka commanding stance dikh raha hai. Har ek student ke cheer aur rally ka energy background me clearly sunai de raha hai.
Zaheer apni kursi me thoda aage jhuka, aankhon me focus aur thodi tension ke saath Shanu ki taraf dekhta hai.
Zaheer
Dekha… ise kehte hai speech. Yeh koi ordinary awaaz nahi hai, Shanu. Iska level… kuch aur hi hai.
Shanu apni gardan thoda sa nod karte hue, serious aur analytical tone me reply karti hai.
Shanu
Haan… aur dekho… har gesture, har pause… ye poora strategy ke saath plan kiya hua hai. Ye sirf words nahi, perception hai. Har student ke mind me bas gaya.
Zaheer apni aankhon me ek flash aur determination ke saath bolta hai.
Zaheer
Humare paas bas hum do hi the… par ab… ab ye dekho… Arjun ne apni poori team ke saath milke ye rally ek perfect show bana diya. Agar hum ne bhi ye level chahiye, to humein kuch bada karna hoga.
Shanu thodi tight lips ke saath ek confident smile deti hai, aur apne haath me TV remote ko lightly dabate hue kehti hai.
Shanu
Haan… hum bhi kuch aisa hi karenge… bas aur better.
Camera TV ke screen se zoom out karta hai, Zaheer aur Shanu ki determined expressions ko capture karta hai, aur ek sense create hota hai ki ab rivalry next level pe ja rahi hai—Arjun ka dominance aur Zaheer-Shanu ki comeback planning, dono parallel chal rahe hain.
Scene montage style me start hota hai—Zaheer aur Shanu apni nayi team ke sath collage ke corners me campaign aur rally ki preparations kar rahe hote hain.

Team members posters banate, slogans practice karte, aur flags color karte hue dikh rahe hain.
Zaheer clipboard leke students ko instructions de raha hai, aur Shanu whiteboard ke samne rally strategy explain kar rahi hai.
Kuch funny moments bhi hote hain—ek student poster ke glue me haath chipak jata hai, doosra student mic ka wire confuse ho kar apni pair me lapet leta hai, aur Shanu aur Zaheer dono thodi hasi rok nahi pate.
Camera close-up shots me dikhata hai ki Zaheer aur Shanu ek dusre ke eyes me dekh ke encouragement aur agreement ke nod dete hain.
Montage me energy, teamwork aur thodi comic relief ke saath kaam ka intensity clearly feel hota hai.
Raat ke kareeb, team members apne bags le ke ja rahe hote hain, sab ek-ek kar ke Zaheer aur Shanu ko bye bol kar chale jate hain. Background me students ki chhoti chhoti chatter aur laughter, aur flags aur posters abhi bhi flutter kar rahe hote hain.
Zaheer aur Shanu thodi door khade hote hain, ab dono ek formal tone me baat karte hain.
Shanu
Aaj ka kaam… acha chal gaya. Tumne kaafi efficiently sab handle kiya.
Zaheer
Haan… par kal raat jo hua… wo… abhi bhi dimag me ghoom raha hai.
Shanu apni aankhon se ek subtle glance deta hai, thodi awkward si silence. Dono ke expressions me kal raat ke moments ka ek echo abhi bhi dikh raha hai—flask ki yaad dono ke dimaag me ghoom rahi hai, par dono ab professional aur focused hai.

Scene dheere se shift hota hai—Zaheer aur Shanu ab corridor ke ek quiet corner me khade hain, thodi halki halki roshni ke saath.
Baatein ab informal aur intimate ho rahi hain, dono apne shoulders ko thoda closer kar lete hain.
Shanu
Tum… sach me sab handle kar rahe ho… impress kar diya.
Zaheer thoda muskurata hai, aur uske haath apni taraf thodi movement le aate hain, dono ki aankhen ek dusre me lock ho jati hain.
Zaheer
Aur tum… humesha mere sath ho… ye… mujhe…
Unki baat beech me hi kho jati hai jab dono ek dusre ke lips ke paas aate hain. Ek soft kiss start hota hai, dheere dheere dono kiss me kho jate hain—ek dusre ki aankhon me ghus ke, apni duniya me.
Camera subtle perspective se dikhata hai ki unka moment kaise intimate aur engulfing hai, aur tabhi ek electronic aankh (CCTV ya koi hidden camera) silently unhe observe kar rahi hoti hai, unke private moment ka record karti hui.
Scene ka focus ab dono ke emotional aur physical connection par hai—dono khud me itne kho gaye ki unhe realize bhi nahi hota ki unki privacy breach ho rahi hai.

[Manju roy]

Muje lagta hai shanu ko chodne se zaheer ko energy mil raha hai isliye unki sex need badh rahi hai yese sahi v hai jab ***** girl kisi '. larke ko milta hai to maza jada aata hai.. yaha v wahi ho raha hai dekhna hai dono ki ye interfath love story kaha thk jati hai.. mai continue story read kar rahi hu..maza bhut aa raha hai interfath story padhne me please shanu or zaheer ka hard sex dikhao

[Ayush01111]

Bhai arjun ko ye digital futage milni chaiye or zahir ko dara kar backout karwa de

[KK001]

one funny question arise in my mind after reading zaheer and shanus sex part. these two family are very close , didn't shanu ever tied rakhi to zaheer? if she did then ...... ha ha ha 

Its just a funny question , don't mind.

[KK001]

now the serious thing , I am not clear where did shanu and zaheers sex took place, if that's happend in zaheers room . then I must say this qureshi houshold is very progressive , I rather say a little too progressive for my teats. the daughter of the household having sex in her room , the son of the houshold having sex in his room. "kaamal hay qureshi sahab" kuch to kheyal rakkho apni children ki.

one of them going to end up pregnant , another one going to end up make some one pregnant  

If you cant do anything , give them some sex education , so they use condom.

[Greenwood]

Update 98




Arjun ka room raat ke dheere se andhere me dubha hua tha. Kaam ke thakawat ke baad wo bed par phela hua tha, haath me phone le kar scroll kar raha tha, notifications ka ek chhota sa samundar uske screen par chamak raha tha. Tabhi uska dhyaan Ammu ki taraf gaya. Kafi din se na to usne Ammu se mulaqat ki thi, na koi baat hui thi.
Phone ki screen par Ammu ke missed calls ki lambi list thi. Arjun ka dil thoda bhar aaya, guilt aur fikr ke mix emotions uske chehre par dikh rahe the. Dheere se usne call ka button press kiya, par tabhi usse yaad aaya ki raat kaafi der ho chuki hai. Ammu shayad gehri neend me hogi.
Arjun ne phone ko side table par rakh diya, lambi saans li aur apni aankhen dheere se band kar li. Uske chehre par ek halka sa udaasi ka rang chhaya, par saath hi ek resolve bhi. Dil me ek khamosh promise tha—subah hote hi wo Ammu se zaroor baat karega, aur jo baatein chup rahi thi unhe samjhane ki koshish karega.
Room me khamoshi thi, bas raat ki halki hawa aur distant traffic ka shor sunai de raha tha. Arjun ne apni body ko thoda aur relax kiya, aur aankhen band karke, sirf sochne laga ki Ammu ke bina ye moments kaise adhoore lag rahe the.

Subah ki halki dhoop campus ke lawn par gir rahi thi, aur Zaheer aur Shanu apni rally ki taiyari me lag gaye the. Dono ka mood focused tha, lekin aankhon me ek chhoti si excitement bhi dikh rahi thi. Students, volunteers aur unki naye banayi team sab apne apne stations par khade the—banners, flags, aur slogan boards ready the.
Shanu clipboard pakad kar last-minute instructions de rahi thi, aur Zaheer team ke saath sound system aur music ka arrangement check kar raha tha. Dono ek dusre ke saath coordinated moves me kaam kar rahe the, jaise ki ek hi mind ke do hisson ki tarah.
Dopeher ka waqt pass kar raha tha, aur rally shuru hone wali thi. Camera perspective ke liye campus ke chhote-chhote corners me volunteers aur students rally ki energy ko feel kar rahe the, har jagah enthusiasm ka mahaul tha. Zaheer ne Shanu ki taraf dekha, ek confident smile ke saath, aur Shanu ne bhi aankhon me determination ke saath respond kiya.
Jaise hi rally ke liye signal diya gaya, team ne ek synchronized shout ke saath apni positions le li, aur campus me ek buzzing energy phail gayi—ab rally officially shuru hone wali thi.

Arjun apni party room me monitor ke saamne betha tha, ek haath se clipboard pakde aur doosre haath se mouse chalata hua, campus ki rally ki live monitoring kar raha tha. Kal ki rally ke baad aaj uske chehre par sukoon tha, aur dimag me ek hi soch chal rahi thi—Ammu se milna. Usne junior ko instructions diye ki campus ke sab angles se rally ka feedback dekhte rahe, aur wo khud kuch pal ke liye Ammu ke paas ja sake.
Jaise hi wo chair se uthta, ek ladka dauda dauda uske paas aaya, saans phooli hui, aur bolta hai
Ladka
Bhaiya ji… apne bola tha na, Zaheer par nazar rakhne ko. Mujhe… mujhe kuch mila hai.
Arjun
(ek kadam rukkar) Thodi der ruk, wapas aakar dekhte hain.
Ladka
Bhaiya ji… ek MMS hai.
Arjun ka kadam darwaze par ruk gaya. Ek thodi der ke liye hawa jaise tham gayi, dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. Dimag me pehla khayal—kya Zaheer ne Shanu ke saath…? Uske chehre par gussa aur chinta ki lakeerein saaf dikh rahi thi.
Arjun ne ek pal ke liye mood control ki koshish ki, fir ladke ke haath se mobile chhin liya. Screen on ki aur video play hua. Camera slow motion me Arjun ke face par zoom karta hai—chehre ki lines, aankhon ka tevar, haath ka halkasa tighten hona—har gesture gusse aur shock ka mixture dikha raha tha.
Uske muh se ek hi shabd nikalta hai behnchodddd
Campus ke open ground me Zaheer aur Shanu ki rally apni peak par thi. Stage ke upar Zaheer khada tha, microfone me apni awaaz bharte hue, aur har shabd me ek confidence aur determination dikh raha tha. Shanu stage ke side me, banners aur flags ke beech khadi, apni team ko motivate kar rahi thi, aur har student ke saath eye contact banakar unka trust jeet rahi thi.

Zaheer ka joshila bhashan aise tha ki students bas sunte hi ja rahe the, har gesture, har haath ki movement aur tevar itna powerful tha ki log naturally uske favor me aa rahe the. Crowd gradually swell ho raha tha, aur jo students pehle neutral ya hesitant the, wo bhi dheere dheere uske taraf attract ho rahe the.
Zaheer ke body language me ek leader ki clarity aur assertiveness thi; shoulders straight, head high, haath confident gestures me move kar rahe the. Shanu ke side me khadi team bhi ekdum energetic aur aligned thi, aur unka coordination rally ke energy ko aur amplify kar raha tha.
Dumdar music aur claps ke beech, Zaheer aur Shanu dono ek rhythm me rally lead kar rahe the, aur clearly dikh raha tha ki campus me ab unke momentum ko rokna mushkil hi nahi, namumkin ho gaya tha.

Rally ka mahol abhi apne peak par tha ki achanak se kuch log ground ke side se ghus aaye. Ye log clearly badmash aur aggressive lag rahe the, unke chehre par ek raw attitude tha, aur unka maksad sirf shor machana aur rally ka mahol bigadna tha.
Zaheer ne turant unki taraf dekha aur uski aankhon me gussa aur alertness dono aa gaya. Crowd bhi thoda hil gaya, lekin Zaheer apni leadership aur tevar se control banaye rakha. Shanu ne bhi stage ke side se unko observe kiya, aur apni team ko silently signal diya ki sab positions maintain karein aur students ko panic na hone de.
Badmash log posters cheer karte students ke samne push karne lage, kuch log banners aur flags todne ki koshish kar rahe the, aur rally ka rhythm thoda disturb hone laga. Zaheer apni awaaz ko aur powerful banakar un logon ke samne bolta, har shabd me ek warning aur determination, ki “Yahan koi chaos allow nahi hoga. Jo bhi disturb karna chahte ho, samajh lo, aaj ka din humare liye hai!”
Shanu ne bhi apni team ke saath milkar ground ke side me control maintain karne ki koshish ki, aur students ko calm karte hue rally ko phir se apni energy me le aayi. Crowd gradually Zaheer aur Shanu ke leadership me stabilize hone laga, lekin tension clearly mahol me dikh rahi thi.
Yeh scene rally ke thrilling aur intense moment ko highlight kar raha tha, jahan Zaheer aur Shanu ke tevar aur confidence hi sabko rally me focus aur energy me rakh raha tha.

Stage ke paas ab wo badmash log aa chuke the. Zaheer aur Shanu ne ek pal ke liye unhe observe kiya, dono ki aankhon me gussa aur alertness saaf dikh raha tha. Achaanak se badmash logon ne tamatar, ande, black color ke sponges aur kuch aur cheezein stage ki taraf fekni shuru kar di. Rally me aaye students idhar-udhar bhag khade hue, cheekhte hue aur confusion me ghum rahe the.
Zaheer ne turant apni presence of mind dikhayi. Usne Shanu ko apni taraf kheench liya, stage ke ek kone me, aur apne haath se usse protect karte hue ek suraksha ka shield bana diya. Shanu ke chehre par darr aur tension thi, lekin Zaheer ki presence aur tevar se thoda sukoon mila.
Kuch hi der me rally ka maidan gradually clear ho gaya, students ya to stage ke side safe position me chale gaye ya field se door chale gaye. Badmash logon ka impact thoda kam hua, lekin unka aggression ab bhi maidan me mehsoos ho raha tha. Zaheer ne rally ko fir se stabilize karne ke liye students ko signal diya aur Shanu ko firmly apne side rakha, jaise wo uska suraksha kawach ban chuka ho.
Sham ka waqt tha, aur Arjun shanu ke kamre ki khidki ke paas cigarette ka dhuan hawa me uda raha tha. Uske chehre par ek halki si thakan thi, lekin aankhon me ek intense focus tha. Shanu ka intezar kar raha tha—dil me ek anjaani si bechaini aur excitement dono. Har cigarette puff ke saath uska dimag chal raha tha, strategies, election aur Ammu ke bare me, par sabse zyada Shanu ka khayal.

Parallel scene me Shanu apni rally ke baad Zaheer aur apni team ke saath baithi hui thi. Taz, Priya aur naye students bhi unke saath the. Sab log aaj ke hamle aur rally me aaye badmash logon ke attack ka zikr kar rahe the, Zaheer aur Shanu discuss kar rahe the ki kaise rally me discipline aur coordination se situation handle karni hogi, aur kaise students ne panic me bhi apna balance banana hoga
Kuch der ki planning aur discussion ke baad Zaheer ne Shanu se kaha, chalo ghar chalte hai, aur team bhi unka saath deti hui slowly disperse ho gayi. Shanu ne ek last nazar team par dali aur phir Zaheer ke saath ghar ki taraf nikal padi.
Aur wahi time Arjun shanu ke room me cigarette ki last puff le raha tha, aankhein khidki ke bahar, jaise har ek footstep ka intezar kar raha ho. Door se Shanu ke ghar ki taraf kadam sunai diye, aur Arjun ki aankhon me ek halka sa gussa aaya or uski aankhein laal ho gayi

Shanu dheere se apne room ka darwaza khol kar enter hui, thodi thaki hui aur tense lag rahi thi. Arjun usi waqt uski taraf ghurta hua khada tha, aankhon me aag, haath me phone.
Arjun
Tum… ye kya kar rahi thi? Tumne apne hi bhai ko aur… aur mujhe itna… itna dhoka kaise de sakti ho?
Shanu thodi ghabrakar apna phone pockets me rakhti hai, par Arjun ka gussa us par baras raha tha.
Arjun
Aur ye Zaheer… woh… uss kutte ne tumhe…
Shanu
(aurat ke andaaz me interrupt karti hai)
Arjun, ruk! Tum kuch bhi samajh nahi rahe ho! Tumhe poora sach pata hi nahi!
Arjun ka chehra aur zyada kathin ho gaya, haath jhool kar, gussa aur disappointment dono mila hua.
Arjun
Sach? Tum mujhe defend kar rahi ho uske liye? Yeh kya ho raha hai?
Shanu
(stand karte hue, tez awaaz me)
Haan! Aur main qubool karti hoon, Arjun! Haan, Zaheer aur mera rishta hai! Aur agar tumhe isse problem hai, toh tumhe samajhna hoga ki main apne decisions khud leti hoon!
Arjun aur Shanu ek dusre ke samne khade, dono ke emotions high, words tez aur tevar intense.
Arjun
(Tension me)
Tumhe samajh nahi aayega! Tumhari ye harkat… main kabhi maaf nahi karunga!
Aur phir ek pal me, gussa aur frustration me, Arjun ka haath Shanu ke chehre par chal gaya—ek slap. Shanu ki aankhon me surprise aur dard, aur wo pal bhar me apne bed ki taraf girti hai.
Shanu
(Aahiste se, dard ke saath)
Arjun…
Arjun
(gusse me, darwaza zor se patak kar)
Mujhe abhi ke liye yahi karna tha…
Aur wo waha se chala jata hai, room me khamoshi chha jati hai. Shanu apni bed par, dil me dard aur aankhon me aansu, sirf uski khamoshi aur dhadkan sun rahi hoti hai.

Arjun apne ghar ka darwaza zor se band karke bahar nikal gaya, gussa aur frustration ke mix me chal raha tha. Raat ka thanda hawa uske chehre par maar rahi thi, par uske andar ka gussa abhi thanda nahi hua tha. Har kadam ke saath uske dimag me sirf ek hi cheez ghoom rahi thi—Shanu aur Zaheer ka rishta, aur uska apne saath dhoka mehsoos karna.
Wahi Shanu apne kamre me bed par bethi thi, aankhon me aansu aur dil me confusion. Phone uske samne pad raha tha—Zaheer ka naam bar bar flash ho raha tha. Har call aur message uske kaam aur rally ki strategy se related tha, par Shanu ne ab tak koi jawab nahi diya. Wo sirf bed me head rest karke sust ho gayi thi, apne dil ki gungunahat me doobi hui, aur sirf Zaheer ke phone ki vibration uske haath se hilti thi.
Zaheer har call pe ummeed se phone uthata, par har baar disappointment ke saath vo voice mail me chala jata. Uska dimag ab Shanu ke reaction aur rally ke baaki ka kaam dono me phasa hua tha. Shanu ki aankhen band thi, par uske mann me ek hi thought ghoom rahi thi—Abhi tak Arjun ka gussa aur uska apne decisions ke liye darr.
Raat ka sannata tha, sirf chhat se aati halki hawa ka shor tha. Zaheer dheere dheere Shanu ke kamre ka darwaza kholta hai aur andar jaata hai. Bed par Shanu susti hui, aankhen band, body relaxed, lekin uske chehre par kuch gadbad ka ehsaas hota hai. Zaheer uske paas aata hai

Zaheer
Shanu… uth jao, kya hua?
Shanu koi jawab nahi deti, sirf bed me lehti rehti hai. Zaheer thoda panic me aata hai aur gently uske shoulder ko hilata hai.
Zaheer
Shanu, meri baat sun rahi ho? Kya hua, batao na…
Zaheer ka nazar uske chehre par padta hai aur wo thoda sa ruk jata hai. Shanu ke gaal par laal nishan tha—ek slap ka nishan, abhi tak taaza aur dikh raha tha.
Zaheer ka expression badal jata hai, dar aur gussa dono mix ho jate hain.
Zaheer
Shanu… yeh kya hai? Kya kisi ne tumhe…? Kuch to batao, please!
Shanu phir bhi chup rehti hai, sirf aankhen band kar rakhti hai, aur Zaheer helpless aur tense ho kar uske paas baith jata hai, haath uske haath par rakhta hai aur dheere se repeat karta hai:
Zaheer
Shanu… kuch to bolo na… please…
Pura kamra silent tha, sirf Zaheer ki ghabrahat aur Shanu ki chup si reh gai.

Arjun apne party ke office me apne party ke kuch logon ke saath beth kar sharab pee raha hai. Mood abhi bhi tense aur gussa bhara hai. Ek ladka jo MMS lekar aaya tha, darr ke maare corner me khada hai.
Arjun
Yeh ladka… aao yahan.
Ladka kaanp raha hota hai, ghabrahat se Arjun ke samne aata hai.
Arjun
Sun… ye jo bhi hai, kisi ko ek lafz bhi nahi batana. Tum samajh rahe ho? Agar ye leak hua to… tumhe yaad rahe mera gussa kaise hota hai.
Ladka sir hilata hai, dar se uski baat maan leta hai.
Arjun glass uthata hai aur ek sip leta hai, aankhon me abhi bhi wo intense gussa aur planning ki chamak rehti hai.

Raat bahut gehri ho chuki thi. Shanu apne bed par abhi bhi chup chaap padi thi, aankhon me aansuon ki nami thi. Zaheer uske paas baith gaya, uske galle par laal mark ko dheere se chhukar dekhta hai. Uska dil gusse se bhar gaya, par Shanu ki halat dekh kar wo apne aap ko control karta hai.
Zaheer
Shanu… yeh sab tujhe akela jhelne ki zarurat nahi hai. Main hoon na tere saath. Bata na mujhe, kya hua tha?
Shanu aankhen band kar ke sirf uski awaaz sunti hai, kuch bolti nahi. Zaheer uske dono haath pakad leta hai aur uske kareeb jhuk kar pyaar se kehta hai.
Zaheer
Main kasam khata hoon… chahe jo bhi ho jaye, main tujhe kabhi akela nahi chhodunga. Kisi ke saamne tujhe jhukne nahi dunga. Tu meri hai, Shanu… sirf meri.
Shanu ki aankhen dhire dhire bhar aati hain. Wo uth kar Zaheer ke seene se lag jaati hai, jaise saari thakan aur dard us ek pal me nikal gaya ho.
Shanu
Zaheer… tu hai na… bas mujhe aur kuch nahi chahiye. Main thak gayi hoon sabse ladte ladte, par tere bina ek pal bhi soch nahi sakti. Jo bhi ho… humesha saath dena mera.
Zaheer uske baalon me apna haath ghumata hai aur uske mathhe par ek pyara sa kiss kar deta hai.
Zaheer
Hamesha… marne ke baad bhi.
Dono ek dusre ki baahon me chup chaap baithe rehte hain. Shanu ke aansu ab aram se ruk gaye the, aur uske chehre par pehli baar ek halka sa sukoon tha.