06-07-2025, 10:16 PM
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Update 27
college canteen – dopahar ka waqt | tables par chhalakti coke, halka college hustle, but spotlight ek table par hai jahan arjun aur shanu baithe hain.arjun ek straw ke saath coke stir kar raha hai, lekin dimaag kahin aur hai. shanu uske opposite bethi hai constantly curious aur thoda irritated.
shanu (leaning in, annoyed):
arjun, ek baar toh bata de na yaar… kon aa raha hai? itna suspense mat bana...
arjun (casually, eyes avoiding hers):
tu coke pi na… thandi hai… dimaag cool hoga, automatically samajh aa jayega.
shanu (eyebrows raised):
kyaaa… matlab! main tere saath plan banane aayi hoon ya prank show me?
arjun (dramatic tone me):
dekho, kisi mission mein thrill na ho… toh wo mission nahi picnic ban jaata hai.
tabhi ek familiar tap-taap jaisi awaz canteen ke floor par goonjti hai — jaise koi chappal ghiste hue chal raha ho | dono ke kaan us taraf murte hain | arjun turant palat kar dekhta hai
camera angle reverse karta hai doorway par taz khada hai ek hath me coke ka bottle, dusre me half-eaten samosa, jacket ka zip adha khula aur aankhon me wahi standard bematlab confidence
arjun (smiling wide, like he's seen his saviour):
my man!
taz ek slow-motion style me chal ke aata hai — apne pair ko thoda extra uthake, thoda style mein baitha hai jaise runway pe ho
shanu (jaw drop expression ke saath):
no way… no no no… please mat kehna ki yeh tumhara trump card hai...
arjun (hamesha ki tarah flirt-joke zone me):
yeh banda hai to unpredictable… lekin jab game palatni ho na… tab taz hi kaam aata hai.
cut to: canteen ka same table – kuch der baad
taz coke ka straw muh mein daal kar, bina kuch bole drink slurp karta rehta hai arjun ek chhota paper fold karke uske saamne rakhta hai jaise koi top-secret file ho.
arjun (confidential tone):
dekh… tujhe sirf ek kaam karna hai… zaheer ke room ko aisa ganda karna hai… matlab… ki koi insaan usme ghusne se pehle hi allergies feel kar le.
shanu (thoda sarcastic):
aur ideally bejaan cheezein apne aap room se bhaag jayein…
taz (straw chhode bina, eyes fixed on coke):
mur-mur slurp sound ke saath... silence
shanu (thoda loud, annoyed):
oye… tu sun bhi raha hai?
taz (eyes brow se ek royal nod deta hai — bina kuch bole, ek spy jaise approval)
arjun (soft chuckle):
dekha… silent killers hi asli players hote hain.
taz bina kuch bole uthta hai, straw hatata hai, aur apne jeans ki pocket adjust karta hua bas ek half-smirk ke saath canteen se nikal jaata hai jaise bol raha ho “kaam ho gaya samjho”
shanu (absolutely done, thoda lean back kar ke arjun ki taraf dekhte hue):
seriously? ye tha tera trusted ally?
arjun (shrug karta hai, lekin aankhon mein confidence):
ab tu dekh... kal zaheer ke room ka scene kya hota hai.
camera zoom out karta hai – arjun aur shanu table pe coke ke saath baite, ek carefully designed plan ke saath – mission: asad distraction
azhar ka ghar – dopahar ke kareeb, ek soft warm light ke saath halka busy vibe
living room –
asma ek haath me room freshener spray le kar pura ghar "phisss phisss" karti ghoom rahi hoti hai. kabhi curtain ke paas, kabhi corner table ke niche. thoda over ho gayi hoti hai, har 5 second me ek spray.
asma (nakhrey wale andaaz me):
ufff... yeh hawa me bohot heaviness lag rahi thi... ab to asad bhaiyya ko fresh mahal feel hoga na.
zaheer (jo centre table hataa kar sofa ki direction change kar raha hota hai):
hawa nahi... ab to oxygen hi kam ho gaya ghar me…
ek thoda sarcastic smile ke saath, magar pyaar bhari chhed-chhaad
asma (spray rok kar):
to kya karun... Ammu ji aa nahi rahi madad karne ke liye. unka to sirf order system chalu hai.
zaheer (thoda huff karte hue):
arre... tera bhi time aayega asma... Tere liye bhi koi asad aayega...
Piche se Ammu aawaz deti hai sarcastic way mein
Ammu
Iske to abhi se hasad aa gaya
Or zaheer or Ammu hasne lagte asma par... Jo apne chashme ko nose par adjust karke nikal jati hai waha se
kitchen –
camera cut karta hai kitchen ki taraf jahan ammu ek loose bun me, halki si cotton kurti aur apron pehne khadi hoti hai — chammach se degchi me se daal ka taste le rahi hoti hai.
ammu (apne aap se soft voice me):
namak theek hai… bas ek tadka aur…
uske chehre pe thodi concentration bhi hoti hai, aur kahin chhupi si nervousness bhi. stove ke paas rakhay steel ke glass me paani peeti hai, lekin har dus second me darwaze ki taraf nazar chali jati hai.
voiceover type inner thought (ammu ke):
kya ajeeb sa lag raha hai… pehli baar kisi anjaan ladke ke liye itni tayari… khud se bhi ajeeb lag raha hai.
living room – again
zaheer sofa adjust kar ke thoda peeche hata, aur living room ka ek round view leta hai. asma phir se ek aur spray karne lagti hai, is bar seedha uske saamne.
zaheer (hand utha kar rokte hue):
ruk jao asma… baba par to rehem kar, wo kaise bethenge itni tez fragrance mein
asma (funny irritation ke saath):
uff bhai… aap hamesha meri mehnat ki kadar nahi karte.
zaheer (grinning):
mehnat kam aur chemical factory jyada lag rahi hai, wo insaan ka bacha hai koi machchar ka nahi jo itna spray kiya hai
cut to: kitchen
ammu ab tandoor par rotiyaan sekh rahi hoti hai – ek roti pakad ke ulta karti hai, lekin uska dhyaan fir darwaze ki taraf chala jata hai. roti ka ek kona zyada jal jata hai.
ammu (lightly frustrated):
arre... yeh kya… fir muskurati hai… yeh wali zaheer ko khila dungi.
ghar ka entry hall – bell ka halki si awaaz
asma, zaheer aur ammu teenon ek saath ruk jaate hain – ek chhoti si excitement aur alertness unke chehre pe.
zaheer (softly, lekin smile ke saath):
lagta hai… aa gaya mehmaan.
Asma aage badh kar darwaza kholti hai samne arjun or shanu hote hain,
Ammu (shanu ki taraf dekhte huye)
Ab aayi hai kaha reh gayi thi
Shanu ( bahane banate huye)
Bas yahi thi, mummy piche pad gayi thi...
Arjun zaheer se eye contact karte huye ghar me enter karta hai lekin dono kuch nahi bolte,
shanu (asma ko tease karte hue):
waise asma... agar mehmaan tujhe pasand aa gaya to kya karegi?
asma (bina time liye):
seedha roti banate banate belan se uska naam likh dungi roti pe... "Asad ki asma" – kadak roti, kadak rishta.
arjun (laughing):
matlab agar rishta reject ho gaya to belan hi ultimate weapon banega
Asma ( smiling )
Jaroor, wo bhi tayar hai jijaji ke liye... Ek baar aaye to sahi bazi ko pasand karne
Arjun(sniffing)
Yeh mout ka scent kisne chhidka hai yaha...
(Fir ammu ki taraf aankho se ishara karke )
Tu to aaj hi widow ho jayegi... Bechara bemout mara jayega
Asma ( smiling )
Kyu bechare ki bali chadha rahe ho, aise hi keh do ki apko pasand nahi aaya
arjun, asma aur shanu ek dusre ko chhedte hue hass rahe hote hain, aur peeche se ammu un sabki hasi sun kar muskurati hai kitchen ke doorway se.
doorbell rings.
asma (tezi se darwaza kholti hai):
aawaz lagate hue asad bhai aa gaye!
cut to: kitchen me ammu, jiska haath chutki bhar namak lete hi freeze ho jata hai. uske saans tez ho jate hain, aankhon me halki si nervousness.
dusre room me se azhar jaldi se bahar nikalte hain, shirt ke button theek karte hue, aankhon me ek alag hi urgency.
arjun ek kone me sofa pe baitha hota hai, uske haath me chai ka cup jisme chai abhi bhi untouched hai. wo azhar ko itni tezi se nikalte dekh kar cup table pe rakhta hai aur shanu ki taraf lean karta hai:
arjun (under his breath, smirking):
dekh rahi hai? chacha toh Formula One driver ban gaye beti ko airport chhodne.
shanu (muffled laugh):
flight to abhi udi bhi nahi hai… landing abhi baaki hai.
main door ke paas – zaheer aage badhta hai, asad ka luggage lete hue casual smile deta hai:
zaheer:
salaam asad bhai, kaise ho?
asad (halke se):
walaikum assalam, theek hoon. safar thoda lamba tha.
azhar (piche se aate hue, khushi se):
arey beta, aa gaya tu.... kaise tha travel?
asad aur azhar ka warm hug ek formal si family tone.
[b]camera angle shifts – drawing room entrance par arjun khada hota hai, jeans aur simple t-shirt me – aankhon me full drama. wo forward aata hai aur muskurate hue asad ki taraf haath badhata hai:[/b]
arjun (badi smile ke sath):
welcome, asad. finally mil hi gaye…
asad ek brief glance deta hai, lekin haath milane ke bajaye uske shoulder ke par se dusri taraf dekhte hue simply ignore kar deta hai. wo directly living room ke andar chala jata hai.
camera: arjun ka expression slow motion me freeze – awkward, stunned.
shanu uske paas aakar rukti hai, uska haath pakad kar acting me shake karti hai aur masti me:
shanu (softly teasing):
hello, main hoon asad qawwali wala... tumhari sautan.
arjun turant uska haath chhitak deta hai, jaise uska ego hurt ho gaya ho.
arjun (mumbling, sarcasm me):
haan... aur tumhara nikah bhi fix ho gaya kya
shanu bas smile daba leti hai.
andar – asad ke aas-paas sab jama ho gaye hote hain. madhu ek side khadi hoti hai, zaheer luggage set karta hai, azhar sofa par bithata hai.
asma ek glass me pani laakar asad ko deti hai:
yeh lo bhai, pehle paani. thoda relax ho jao
asad gentle smile deta hai, lekin aankhon me thakan aur shayad kuch aur hota hai.
cut to: corner me arjun aur shanu ek taraf khade, dono halki si awkward silence me. camera slow zoom karta hai arjun ke face par – jo clearly irritated hai.
early evening, living room – warm light, khidkiyon se halki dhoop andar aa rahi hai
asad sofa par baitha hota hai, relaxed posture mein. uske aas-paas full mehmaan-navazi ka mahaul.
azhar:
beta, thak gaye hoge... lekin humne tumhare liye sab tayar rakha hai. ghar samajh ke aram se raho.
asad:
shukriya chacha. bahut hi warm welcome mila.
cut to: asma tray le kar aati hai – chai ke saath garam samose aur bakery ke rus. tray table par rakhte hue vo halki si smile karti hai
asma:
chai lijiye bhai. ghar ki chai aapko 5-star se better lagegi.
asad (gentle nod):
lag bhi rahi hai.
sab log casual baatcheet me busy ho jaate hain – azhar, zaheer, madhu, asma, husna – sab uski khatirdari me involve ho jaate hain.
camera shift hota hai – ek kone me khade arjun aur shanu ke paas. dono halki si conspiracy mode me.
shanu (fusfusa kar):
oye… taz ko khabar karde… murga aa gaya hai.
arjun apne pocket se phone nikalta hai, fingers swiftly chalte hain whatsapp pe.
screen pe message:
taz – delivery ho gayi. banda set ho chuka hai. dawai dene ka time aa gaya hai.
shanu (thoda curious expression ke saath):
waise… ek baat bata…
yeh taz jaisa kameena tere liye kaam karne ko razi kaise hua?
arjun (casual tone, phone pakde pakde):
bas… paanch.
shanu (eyebrow raise karte hue):
paach? kya paanch?
arjun aankhon me mischievous sparkle ke saath:
paanch hazaar.
shanu (ek second ke liye stunned expression):
tu pagal hai kya? tu ne taz ko 5 hazaar de diye?
arjun (ek aankh band karte huye, smile ke saath):
kya karein behen… apni prem katha ki rakhwali karne ka budget bhi high hai.
shanu (sar hilate hue, hushed laugh):
baap re… is pyar me toh EMI bhi chal rahi hai.
sab log asad ke aas-paas baithe hain. woh calmly baith kar har kisi ki baat sun raha hai, sabka shukriya kar raha hai.
shanu, arjun ke baju mein baithi hoti hai — dono ek corner mein quietly observe kar rahe hote hain sab kuch.
shanu (thoda lean kar ke arjun se):
main ammu ke paas jaa rahi hoon... dekh ke aati hoon uska mood.
arjun bas sir hilata hai, lekin uski aankhein asad pe tiki hoti hain.
cut to – kitchen ke dusre corner mein – ammu quietly baithi hoti hai. uske haath me ek chhoti si cup hoti hai, par uski aankhon me udaasi chhupi hoti hai shanu uske paas aake baithti hai, ammu se aankhein milti hain. dono ke beech ek moan se bhari, unsaid understanding hoti hai. shanu ek soft, sympathy bhari smile deti hai jaise kehna chahti ho – “main samajhti hoon.”
cut to – living room
azhar (asad se):
beta safar kaisa raha? train me thakan to nahi hui? samose mile the ke sirf vada pav?
asad (gentle smile):
nahi chacha, kaafi comfortable raha. vada pav bhi mila aur ek old man ne mujhe train me Urdu shayari sunayi.
[b]asma (beech me bol padti hai):
[/b]
shayari bhi likhte ho kya bhai? waise kal wali chai me namak tha, ab sambhal ke peena.
sab hans padte hain halki si. azhar bhi asma ko ghoorta hai but smiling.
azhar:
beta thoda fresh ho jao. change karna ho to change kar lo... zaheer! beta zaheer!
zaheer doosre room se aata hai
azhar:
asad ko upar le jaa zara. kapde waise bhi kaafi safar wale ho gaye hain.
zaheer (asad se):
chalo bhai, upar mera room hai. thoda adjust kar lena.
asad:
haan haan, chalo.
asad aur zaheer seedhiyan chadhte hain upar ki taraf. camera un dono ko back se follow karta hai.
cut to – neeche drawing area mein
arjun aur shanu dono ek dusre ko dekhte hain, fir dheere se ek dusre ki taraf haath badhate hain… aur ek slow motion handshake hota hai.
dono ke chehre par ek wicked, victorious grin. background me light sa instrumental baja raha hota hai jaise kisi spy movie me ek mission complete hone par bajta hai.
arjun (nervous excitement se):
phase one – complete.
shanu (half whisper me):
ab bas murge ko room mein dhakel diya… ab dekhna, kya hungama hone wala hai.
cut to – seedhiyon ke upar ka shot jaha asad aur zaheer upar pahuch gaye hote hain… aur neeche planning committee (arjun-shanu) silently celebrate kar rahi hoti hai.
ek halki si suspense wali vibe hawa me hai.
cut to – main gate
door khrrr... ki awaaz ke sath open hota hai. gate se taz enter karta hai usual swagger mein, haath me ek torn sa cloth aur dusre haath me ek screw driver jaisa kuch.
woh chupchaap aake arjun aur shanu ke bagal me khada ho jata hai. bina kuch bole, woh bhi upar seedhiyon ki taraf dekhne lagta hai jahan se abhi asad aur zaheer gaye hain.
arjun ek nazar shanu ko dekhta ki use taz bhi dikh jata, fir thoda lean karke dheere se fusfusata hai:
arjun (low voice, teasing):
kaam ho gaya na?
taz, bina muh khole... bas ek dabee hui mischievous smile deta hai aur apni gardan halki upar karta hai ek silent confirmation jaise... ho gaya, boss.
arjun ki muskurahat ab silent me badal jaati hai. shanu ab thoda impatient ho jaati hai.
shanu (thoda force se, whisper me):
bata na taz… kya hua? kuch to bol!
taz (halki si acting mein):
hum yeh bolenge toh bolenge kya?
(fir smirk karta hai)
suddenly...
upar se ek zor ki cheekh sunai deti hai “yeh kya haal banaya hai!!”
sab ke sab chauk jaate hain. arjun ka muh khul jata hai, shanu aankhein faila leti hai, aur taz toh jaise apni chest par hero pose me aa jaata hai
seedhiyon ke paas se Ammu, asma, sab log tez kadam se aate hain...
azhar bhi dusre room se nikal kar cheekhta hai
azhar
arre kya hua upar?
sab log drawing area me jama ho jaate hain sabke chehre pe suspense aur confusion.
arjun (neeche se upar dekhte hue, under his breath):
aur aaya climax.
sab log upar ki taraf dekhte hue ek jagah jam gaye hote hain. aankhon mein curiosity, thoda concern, thoda entertainment.suddenly, seedhiyon se ghabraya hua asad neeche utarta hai chehra utara hua, paseene se bheega hua, hawa tight, jaise kisi horror show se nikal kar aaya ho.
behind him, zaheer bhi thoda tense expression ke sath uska peecha karta hai.asad sab logon ke beech se shoulder bump karta hua aage nikal jaata hai aur sofe ke paas jaake rukta hai. haath kamar pe, saans phuli hui, aankhon me darr.
Azhar:
arre asad beta... kya hua? sab theek hai?
Asad (ladkhadati zubaan, paseena ponchte hue):
b...bilkul theek... nahi... woh... upar... wohh...
sab log paas aate hain, uska haal dekh kar thoda serious ho jaate hain.zaheer neeche aate hi sabki aankhon ka centre ban jaata hai.
azhar:
arre zaheer... kya hua upar?
zaheer (thoda awkward tone me):
baba... upar mere room me... pata nahi kahaan se 5-6 billiya aa gayi thi...
shocked gasps sab taraf se.
zaheer continues:
aur... unhone pura room... pura matlab... sab jagah... potty potty potty...
[b]arjun apna muh daba leta hai, shanu ka muh shock me khul jata hai. taz peeche se face turn karke haasne lagta hai.[/b]
zaheer:
aur... asad bhai... bas dar gaya... usse ulti bhi aa gayi... aur badbu... uff...
azhar:
yeh sab kaise hua? darwaza band nahi kiya tha kya sham ko?
ek awkward silence hoti hai. azhar ki aankhen idhar-udhar dekhti hain.
azhar:
kaun gaya tha upar kapde lene?
ammu aur asma, dono ekdam seedhi khadi — sir jhukaye, bas chup.
asma turant situation sambhalti hai — daudti hai kitchen ki taraf.
cut to – asma ek glass pani leke aati hai, asad ko deti hai. asad haath kaanpte hue glass pakadta hai, ek sip leta hai.uske haath ka glass hilta hai.
arjun (faint whisper shanu se):
tumhara murga toh half fry ho gaya already.
shanu muh dabakar pit jaati hai.
zaheer (serious face se):
baba... ek pareshani aur ho gayi hai
azhar:
ab kya ho gaya zaheer??
zaheer:
mera pankha chori ho gaya hai.
instant silence.
Azhar Ammu or Asma tino sath:
Hein? Pankha chori ?
zaheer:
haan... upar dekha... pankha hi nahi hai.
camera pan karta hai – arjun aur shanu dono ekdam slow motion me taz ki taraf mudte hain.
taz, ek corner me khada — naughty smile, chupke se apna screwdriver aur kapda apne kurte ke andar ghusa leta hai.
azhar (under his breath, frustrated):
yahi reh gaya tha... pankha bhi chala gaya...
arjun (apne andaaz me, soft tone):
ab chacha hi cool nahi rahe.
shanu:
aur asad toh bilkul hi garam ho gaya.
[b][b]fade out – sab log asad ke aas-paas busy ho jaate hain... aur hum dekhte hain ek kone me teen mischievous masterminds ka silent celebration[/b][/b]
college canteen – dopahar ka waqt | tables par chhalakti coke, halka college hustle, but spotlight ek table par hai jahan arjun aur shanu baithe hain.arjun ek straw ke saath coke stir kar raha hai, lekin dimaag kahin aur hai. shanu uske opposite bethi hai constantly curious aur thoda irritated.
shanu (leaning in, annoyed):
arjun, ek baar toh bata de na yaar… kon aa raha hai? itna suspense mat bana...
arjun (casually, eyes avoiding hers):
tu coke pi na… thandi hai… dimaag cool hoga, automatically samajh aa jayega.
shanu (eyebrows raised):
kyaaa… matlab! main tere saath plan banane aayi hoon ya prank show me?
arjun (dramatic tone me):
dekho, kisi mission mein thrill na ho… toh wo mission nahi picnic ban jaata hai.
tabhi ek familiar tap-taap jaisi awaz canteen ke floor par goonjti hai — jaise koi chappal ghiste hue chal raha ho | dono ke kaan us taraf murte hain | arjun turant palat kar dekhta hai
camera angle reverse karta hai doorway par taz khada hai ek hath me coke ka bottle, dusre me half-eaten samosa, jacket ka zip adha khula aur aankhon me wahi standard bematlab confidence
arjun (smiling wide, like he's seen his saviour):
my man!
taz ek slow-motion style me chal ke aata hai — apne pair ko thoda extra uthake, thoda style mein baitha hai jaise runway pe ho
shanu (jaw drop expression ke saath):
no way… no no no… please mat kehna ki yeh tumhara trump card hai...
arjun (hamesha ki tarah flirt-joke zone me):
yeh banda hai to unpredictable… lekin jab game palatni ho na… tab taz hi kaam aata hai.
cut to: canteen ka same table – kuch der baad
taz coke ka straw muh mein daal kar, bina kuch bole drink slurp karta rehta hai arjun ek chhota paper fold karke uske saamne rakhta hai jaise koi top-secret file ho.
arjun (confidential tone):
dekh… tujhe sirf ek kaam karna hai… zaheer ke room ko aisa ganda karna hai… matlab… ki koi insaan usme ghusne se pehle hi allergies feel kar le.
shanu (thoda sarcastic):
aur ideally bejaan cheezein apne aap room se bhaag jayein…
taz (straw chhode bina, eyes fixed on coke):
mur-mur slurp sound ke saath... silence
shanu (thoda loud, annoyed):
oye… tu sun bhi raha hai?
taz (eyes brow se ek royal nod deta hai — bina kuch bole, ek spy jaise approval)
arjun (soft chuckle):
dekha… silent killers hi asli players hote hain.
taz bina kuch bole uthta hai, straw hatata hai, aur apne jeans ki pocket adjust karta hua bas ek half-smirk ke saath canteen se nikal jaata hai jaise bol raha ho “kaam ho gaya samjho”
shanu (absolutely done, thoda lean back kar ke arjun ki taraf dekhte hue):
seriously? ye tha tera trusted ally?
arjun (shrug karta hai, lekin aankhon mein confidence):
ab tu dekh... kal zaheer ke room ka scene kya hota hai.
camera zoom out karta hai – arjun aur shanu table pe coke ke saath baite, ek carefully designed plan ke saath – mission: asad distraction
azhar ka ghar – dopahar ke kareeb, ek soft warm light ke saath halka busy vibe
living room –
asma ek haath me room freshener spray le kar pura ghar "phisss phisss" karti ghoom rahi hoti hai. kabhi curtain ke paas, kabhi corner table ke niche. thoda over ho gayi hoti hai, har 5 second me ek spray.
asma (nakhrey wale andaaz me):
ufff... yeh hawa me bohot heaviness lag rahi thi... ab to asad bhaiyya ko fresh mahal feel hoga na.
zaheer (jo centre table hataa kar sofa ki direction change kar raha hota hai):
hawa nahi... ab to oxygen hi kam ho gaya ghar me…
ek thoda sarcastic smile ke saath, magar pyaar bhari chhed-chhaad
asma (spray rok kar):
to kya karun... Ammu ji aa nahi rahi madad karne ke liye. unka to sirf order system chalu hai.
zaheer (thoda huff karte hue):
arre... tera bhi time aayega asma... Tere liye bhi koi asad aayega...
Piche se Ammu aawaz deti hai sarcastic way mein
Ammu
Iske to abhi se hasad aa gaya
Or zaheer or Ammu hasne lagte asma par... Jo apne chashme ko nose par adjust karke nikal jati hai waha se
kitchen –
camera cut karta hai kitchen ki taraf jahan ammu ek loose bun me, halki si cotton kurti aur apron pehne khadi hoti hai — chammach se degchi me se daal ka taste le rahi hoti hai.
ammu (apne aap se soft voice me):
namak theek hai… bas ek tadka aur…
uske chehre pe thodi concentration bhi hoti hai, aur kahin chhupi si nervousness bhi. stove ke paas rakhay steel ke glass me paani peeti hai, lekin har dus second me darwaze ki taraf nazar chali jati hai.
voiceover type inner thought (ammu ke):
kya ajeeb sa lag raha hai… pehli baar kisi anjaan ladke ke liye itni tayari… khud se bhi ajeeb lag raha hai.
living room – again
zaheer sofa adjust kar ke thoda peeche hata, aur living room ka ek round view leta hai. asma phir se ek aur spray karne lagti hai, is bar seedha uske saamne.
zaheer (hand utha kar rokte hue):
ruk jao asma… baba par to rehem kar, wo kaise bethenge itni tez fragrance mein
asma (funny irritation ke saath):
uff bhai… aap hamesha meri mehnat ki kadar nahi karte.
zaheer (grinning):
mehnat kam aur chemical factory jyada lag rahi hai, wo insaan ka bacha hai koi machchar ka nahi jo itna spray kiya hai
cut to: kitchen
ammu ab tandoor par rotiyaan sekh rahi hoti hai – ek roti pakad ke ulta karti hai, lekin uska dhyaan fir darwaze ki taraf chala jata hai. roti ka ek kona zyada jal jata hai.
ammu (lightly frustrated):
arre... yeh kya… fir muskurati hai… yeh wali zaheer ko khila dungi.
ghar ka entry hall – bell ka halki si awaaz
asma, zaheer aur ammu teenon ek saath ruk jaate hain – ek chhoti si excitement aur alertness unke chehre pe.
zaheer (softly, lekin smile ke saath):
lagta hai… aa gaya mehmaan.
Asma aage badh kar darwaza kholti hai samne arjun or shanu hote hain,
Ammu (shanu ki taraf dekhte huye)
Ab aayi hai kaha reh gayi thi
Shanu ( bahane banate huye)
Bas yahi thi, mummy piche pad gayi thi...
Arjun zaheer se eye contact karte huye ghar me enter karta hai lekin dono kuch nahi bolte,
shanu (asma ko tease karte hue):
waise asma... agar mehmaan tujhe pasand aa gaya to kya karegi?
asma (bina time liye):
seedha roti banate banate belan se uska naam likh dungi roti pe... "Asad ki asma" – kadak roti, kadak rishta.
arjun (laughing):
matlab agar rishta reject ho gaya to belan hi ultimate weapon banega
Asma ( smiling )
Jaroor, wo bhi tayar hai jijaji ke liye... Ek baar aaye to sahi bazi ko pasand karne
Arjun(sniffing)
Yeh mout ka scent kisne chhidka hai yaha...
(Fir ammu ki taraf aankho se ishara karke )
Tu to aaj hi widow ho jayegi... Bechara bemout mara jayega
Asma ( smiling )
Kyu bechare ki bali chadha rahe ho, aise hi keh do ki apko pasand nahi aaya
arjun, asma aur shanu ek dusre ko chhedte hue hass rahe hote hain, aur peeche se ammu un sabki hasi sun kar muskurati hai kitchen ke doorway se.
doorbell rings.
asma (tezi se darwaza kholti hai):
aawaz lagate hue asad bhai aa gaye!
cut to: kitchen me ammu, jiska haath chutki bhar namak lete hi freeze ho jata hai. uske saans tez ho jate hain, aankhon me halki si nervousness.
dusre room me se azhar jaldi se bahar nikalte hain, shirt ke button theek karte hue, aankhon me ek alag hi urgency.
arjun ek kone me sofa pe baitha hota hai, uske haath me chai ka cup jisme chai abhi bhi untouched hai. wo azhar ko itni tezi se nikalte dekh kar cup table pe rakhta hai aur shanu ki taraf lean karta hai:
arjun (under his breath, smirking):
dekh rahi hai? chacha toh Formula One driver ban gaye beti ko airport chhodne.
shanu (muffled laugh):
flight to abhi udi bhi nahi hai… landing abhi baaki hai.
main door ke paas – zaheer aage badhta hai, asad ka luggage lete hue casual smile deta hai:
zaheer:
salaam asad bhai, kaise ho?
asad (halke se):
walaikum assalam, theek hoon. safar thoda lamba tha.
azhar (piche se aate hue, khushi se):
arey beta, aa gaya tu.... kaise tha travel?
asad aur azhar ka warm hug ek formal si family tone.
[b]camera angle shifts – drawing room entrance par arjun khada hota hai, jeans aur simple t-shirt me – aankhon me full drama. wo forward aata hai aur muskurate hue asad ki taraf haath badhata hai:[/b]
arjun (badi smile ke sath):
welcome, asad. finally mil hi gaye…
asad ek brief glance deta hai, lekin haath milane ke bajaye uske shoulder ke par se dusri taraf dekhte hue simply ignore kar deta hai. wo directly living room ke andar chala jata hai.
camera: arjun ka expression slow motion me freeze – awkward, stunned.
shanu uske paas aakar rukti hai, uska haath pakad kar acting me shake karti hai aur masti me:
shanu (softly teasing):
hello, main hoon asad qawwali wala... tumhari sautan.
arjun turant uska haath chhitak deta hai, jaise uska ego hurt ho gaya ho.
arjun (mumbling, sarcasm me):
haan... aur tumhara nikah bhi fix ho gaya kya
shanu bas smile daba leti hai.
andar – asad ke aas-paas sab jama ho gaye hote hain. madhu ek side khadi hoti hai, zaheer luggage set karta hai, azhar sofa par bithata hai.
asma ek glass me pani laakar asad ko deti hai:
yeh lo bhai, pehle paani. thoda relax ho jao
asad gentle smile deta hai, lekin aankhon me thakan aur shayad kuch aur hota hai.
cut to: corner me arjun aur shanu ek taraf khade, dono halki si awkward silence me. camera slow zoom karta hai arjun ke face par – jo clearly irritated hai.
early evening, living room – warm light, khidkiyon se halki dhoop andar aa rahi hai
asad sofa par baitha hota hai, relaxed posture mein. uske aas-paas full mehmaan-navazi ka mahaul.
azhar:
beta, thak gaye hoge... lekin humne tumhare liye sab tayar rakha hai. ghar samajh ke aram se raho.
asad:
shukriya chacha. bahut hi warm welcome mila.
cut to: asma tray le kar aati hai – chai ke saath garam samose aur bakery ke rus. tray table par rakhte hue vo halki si smile karti hai
asma:
chai lijiye bhai. ghar ki chai aapko 5-star se better lagegi.
asad (gentle nod):
lag bhi rahi hai.
sab log casual baatcheet me busy ho jaate hain – azhar, zaheer, madhu, asma, husna – sab uski khatirdari me involve ho jaate hain.
camera shift hota hai – ek kone me khade arjun aur shanu ke paas. dono halki si conspiracy mode me.
shanu (fusfusa kar):
oye… taz ko khabar karde… murga aa gaya hai.
arjun apne pocket se phone nikalta hai, fingers swiftly chalte hain whatsapp pe.
screen pe message:
taz – delivery ho gayi. banda set ho chuka hai. dawai dene ka time aa gaya hai.
shanu (thoda curious expression ke saath):
waise… ek baat bata…
yeh taz jaisa kameena tere liye kaam karne ko razi kaise hua?
arjun (casual tone, phone pakde pakde):
bas… paanch.
shanu (eyebrow raise karte hue):
paach? kya paanch?
arjun aankhon me mischievous sparkle ke saath:
paanch hazaar.
shanu (ek second ke liye stunned expression):
tu pagal hai kya? tu ne taz ko 5 hazaar de diye?
arjun (ek aankh band karte huye, smile ke saath):
kya karein behen… apni prem katha ki rakhwali karne ka budget bhi high hai.
shanu (sar hilate hue, hushed laugh):
baap re… is pyar me toh EMI bhi chal rahi hai.
sab log asad ke aas-paas baithe hain. woh calmly baith kar har kisi ki baat sun raha hai, sabka shukriya kar raha hai.
shanu, arjun ke baju mein baithi hoti hai — dono ek corner mein quietly observe kar rahe hote hain sab kuch.
shanu (thoda lean kar ke arjun se):
main ammu ke paas jaa rahi hoon... dekh ke aati hoon uska mood.
arjun bas sir hilata hai, lekin uski aankhein asad pe tiki hoti hain.
cut to – kitchen ke dusre corner mein – ammu quietly baithi hoti hai. uske haath me ek chhoti si cup hoti hai, par uski aankhon me udaasi chhupi hoti hai shanu uske paas aake baithti hai, ammu se aankhein milti hain. dono ke beech ek moan se bhari, unsaid understanding hoti hai. shanu ek soft, sympathy bhari smile deti hai jaise kehna chahti ho – “main samajhti hoon.”
cut to – living room
azhar (asad se):
beta safar kaisa raha? train me thakan to nahi hui? samose mile the ke sirf vada pav?
asad (gentle smile):
nahi chacha, kaafi comfortable raha. vada pav bhi mila aur ek old man ne mujhe train me Urdu shayari sunayi.
[b]asma (beech me bol padti hai):
[/b]
shayari bhi likhte ho kya bhai? waise kal wali chai me namak tha, ab sambhal ke peena.
sab hans padte hain halki si. azhar bhi asma ko ghoorta hai but smiling.
azhar:
beta thoda fresh ho jao. change karna ho to change kar lo... zaheer! beta zaheer!
zaheer doosre room se aata hai
azhar:
asad ko upar le jaa zara. kapde waise bhi kaafi safar wale ho gaye hain.
zaheer (asad se):
chalo bhai, upar mera room hai. thoda adjust kar lena.
asad:
haan haan, chalo.
asad aur zaheer seedhiyan chadhte hain upar ki taraf. camera un dono ko back se follow karta hai.
cut to – neeche drawing area mein
arjun aur shanu dono ek dusre ko dekhte hain, fir dheere se ek dusre ki taraf haath badhate hain… aur ek slow motion handshake hota hai.
dono ke chehre par ek wicked, victorious grin. background me light sa instrumental baja raha hota hai jaise kisi spy movie me ek mission complete hone par bajta hai.
arjun (nervous excitement se):
phase one – complete.
shanu (half whisper me):
ab bas murge ko room mein dhakel diya… ab dekhna, kya hungama hone wala hai.
cut to – seedhiyon ke upar ka shot jaha asad aur zaheer upar pahuch gaye hote hain… aur neeche planning committee (arjun-shanu) silently celebrate kar rahi hoti hai.
ek halki si suspense wali vibe hawa me hai.
cut to – main gate
door khrrr... ki awaaz ke sath open hota hai. gate se taz enter karta hai usual swagger mein, haath me ek torn sa cloth aur dusre haath me ek screw driver jaisa kuch.
woh chupchaap aake arjun aur shanu ke bagal me khada ho jata hai. bina kuch bole, woh bhi upar seedhiyon ki taraf dekhne lagta hai jahan se abhi asad aur zaheer gaye hain.
arjun ek nazar shanu ko dekhta ki use taz bhi dikh jata, fir thoda lean karke dheere se fusfusata hai:
arjun (low voice, teasing):
kaam ho gaya na?
taz, bina muh khole... bas ek dabee hui mischievous smile deta hai aur apni gardan halki upar karta hai ek silent confirmation jaise... ho gaya, boss.
arjun ki muskurahat ab silent me badal jaati hai. shanu ab thoda impatient ho jaati hai.
shanu (thoda force se, whisper me):
bata na taz… kya hua? kuch to bol!
taz (halki si acting mein):
hum yeh bolenge toh bolenge kya?
(fir smirk karta hai)
suddenly...
upar se ek zor ki cheekh sunai deti hai “yeh kya haal banaya hai!!”
sab ke sab chauk jaate hain. arjun ka muh khul jata hai, shanu aankhein faila leti hai, aur taz toh jaise apni chest par hero pose me aa jaata hai
seedhiyon ke paas se Ammu, asma, sab log tez kadam se aate hain...
azhar bhi dusre room se nikal kar cheekhta hai
azhar
arre kya hua upar?
sab log drawing area me jama ho jaate hain sabke chehre pe suspense aur confusion.
arjun (neeche se upar dekhte hue, under his breath):
aur aaya climax.
sab log upar ki taraf dekhte hue ek jagah jam gaye hote hain. aankhon mein curiosity, thoda concern, thoda entertainment.suddenly, seedhiyon se ghabraya hua asad neeche utarta hai chehra utara hua, paseene se bheega hua, hawa tight, jaise kisi horror show se nikal kar aaya ho.
behind him, zaheer bhi thoda tense expression ke sath uska peecha karta hai.asad sab logon ke beech se shoulder bump karta hua aage nikal jaata hai aur sofe ke paas jaake rukta hai. haath kamar pe, saans phuli hui, aankhon me darr.
Azhar:
arre asad beta... kya hua? sab theek hai?
Asad (ladkhadati zubaan, paseena ponchte hue):
b...bilkul theek... nahi... woh... upar... wohh...
sab log paas aate hain, uska haal dekh kar thoda serious ho jaate hain.zaheer neeche aate hi sabki aankhon ka centre ban jaata hai.
azhar:
arre zaheer... kya hua upar?
zaheer (thoda awkward tone me):
baba... upar mere room me... pata nahi kahaan se 5-6 billiya aa gayi thi...
shocked gasps sab taraf se.
zaheer continues:
aur... unhone pura room... pura matlab... sab jagah... potty potty potty...
[b]arjun apna muh daba leta hai, shanu ka muh shock me khul jata hai. taz peeche se face turn karke haasne lagta hai.[/b]
zaheer:
aur... asad bhai... bas dar gaya... usse ulti bhi aa gayi... aur badbu... uff...
azhar:
yeh sab kaise hua? darwaza band nahi kiya tha kya sham ko?
ek awkward silence hoti hai. azhar ki aankhen idhar-udhar dekhti hain.
azhar:
kaun gaya tha upar kapde lene?
ammu aur asma, dono ekdam seedhi khadi — sir jhukaye, bas chup.
asma turant situation sambhalti hai — daudti hai kitchen ki taraf.
cut to – asma ek glass pani leke aati hai, asad ko deti hai. asad haath kaanpte hue glass pakadta hai, ek sip leta hai.uske haath ka glass hilta hai.
arjun (faint whisper shanu se):
tumhara murga toh half fry ho gaya already.
shanu muh dabakar pit jaati hai.
zaheer (serious face se):
baba... ek pareshani aur ho gayi hai
azhar:
ab kya ho gaya zaheer??
zaheer:
mera pankha chori ho gaya hai.
instant silence.
Azhar Ammu or Asma tino sath:
Hein? Pankha chori ?
zaheer:
haan... upar dekha... pankha hi nahi hai.
camera pan karta hai – arjun aur shanu dono ekdam slow motion me taz ki taraf mudte hain.
taz, ek corner me khada — naughty smile, chupke se apna screwdriver aur kapda apne kurte ke andar ghusa leta hai.
azhar (under his breath, frustrated):
yahi reh gaya tha... pankha bhi chala gaya...
arjun (apne andaaz me, soft tone):
ab chacha hi cool nahi rahe.
shanu:
aur asad toh bilkul hi garam ho gaya.
[b][b]fade out – sab log asad ke aas-paas busy ho jaate hain... aur hum dekhte hain ek kone me teen mischievous masterminds ka silent celebration[/b][/b]
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