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Update 28
azhar ka ghar – dining area – raat 9:30 baje
table ke dono taraf gents baithe hue hain –
azhar, zaheer, asad, arjun, aur thoda sa kone me taz — sab apni thaliyon me busy hain.middle of the dinner — ek shaant sa moment hai, sirf chamach ki awaazein, biryani ka aroma, aur thaliyon ki khanak.
taz, jo arjun ke bilkul baju me baitha hai, sambhal sambhal ke biryani ka murga nikaal raha hota hai, tabhi woh low voice me arjun ke kaan ke paas jhukta hai.
taz (faint whisper):
bhai... ek baat bolun?
arjun (mouth full):
bol.
taz (confused):
yeh shayri ki dukan ko kamre me aisa kya dikh gaya ki itna ghabra gaya? bhai... kamre me to bas kuch billiyan thi... aur unki...
arjun (interrupts, shetani smile ke sath):
...aur unki creative paintings.
taz (thoda aur curious):
haan woh sab to theek hai, par aise to koi pagal nahi hota na... bhai ka chehra to aisa tha jaise kisi ne uski poetry pe thuk diya ho.
arjun (smirking, slow voice):
use OCD hai.
taz (confused face, thoda soch ke):
Bhos... Wo to hum gaali me bolte hai na,iske bhi hai kya
phir taz table pe thoda upar uth kar asad ke pair dekhne lagta hai — jaise kuch dhoond raha ho.
arjun (tap karta hai uske kandhe pe, thoda hichkicha ke):
neeche baith! Kya kar raha taz
taz (thoda jhuk ke):
to fir yeh bhos... kya hota hai bhai?
arjun (masti bhare tone me):
are OCD... Matlab ki... ek tareeke ki bimari hai. matlab sab kuch neat aur clean hona chahiye warna system crash ho jaata hai.
taz:
ooooo matlab jaise koi ghar ka naya sofa pe plastic chhupake rakhta hai aur koi nikaal de to unki dhadkan badh jaaye?
arjun (laughs, hushed):
haan exactly! kal tune nahi dekha kaise apni thali aaza raha tha? biryani ko raite ka dupatta odha raha tha... rice ek side, chicken ek side, mirchi ko corner me...
taz (flashback yaad aata hai):
arre haan! ek mirchi uski alag thali me gir gayi thi to bhai ne pura raaita dubara nikaal ke shift kiya tha!
arjun (proud face se):
samajh gaya na ab? OCD ka asli matlab?
taz (chhoti si proud smile ke sath):
wah arjun bhai... aajkal to tum bahut padh likh rahe ho. kal tak to tumhe OCD ka matlab 'oye chut** de' lagta tha.*
arjun (has ke thali me spoon gira deta hai):
saale... itna bada insaan ban gaya tu... insulting bhi vocabulary ke sath karta hai.
camera pans to asad, jo bahut hi precise angle se apni biryani me lime ka drop gira raha hota hai, aur ek tissue se apne hath pe ek nashaad ka daag saaf kar raha hota hai. arjun aur taz, dono table ke neeche ek dusre ke pair tap karte hain jise sirf wahi samajh sakte hain jo mission "asad se ammu ko bachao" ke secret agents hain.
thaliyon ka khanakna abhi bhi chalu hai. sab apne-apne plate mein busy hain.
taz biryani me se ek adhi roti ko plate ke andar hi napkin bana ke use kar raha hota hai, jab shanu ek serving tray le kar dining area me aati hai. tray me kuch salad aur extra raita rakha hota hai.
shanu, casually sabko serve karte hue arjun ke paas jhukti hai, aur low voice me fuskati hai:
shanu (whispering):
yahan se bhaga kyun nahi ab tak yeh?
arjun (nazar asad par tikaye, whispering):
bhag jayega, bhag jayega... itni raat ko dinner to karega hi bechara. tum dono itne nirdayi bhi na bano...
shanu aankhon se “accha thik hai” wala expression deti hai aur tray rakh kar wapas kitchen ki taraf jaati hai.
tabhi main gate se pratap ki entry hoti hai.
pratap simple kurta me, haath me phone, thoda tired sa — lekin aankhon me familiar warmth.
azhar (muskurate hue):
arey pratap bhai, aa jaiye…
asad turant uth kar thoda respect se khada ho jata hai.
pratap (smile ke saath, haath jodte hue):
salaam, beta. welcome welcome. kab aaye? sab theek raha?
asad:
jee uncle, sab theek. koi pareshani nahi hui.
pratap table ke ek kone pe baith jaate hain, taz ke opposite. plate milti hi woh khana shuru karte hain. fir thoda pause lekar asad se casually bolte hain:
[b]pratap:
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beta maaf karna... humari wajah se tumhe itni pareshani uthani padi...
asad (aadaab jese andaz me):
arey uncle, don't worry... aisi koi baat nahi. it's okay.
yeh sunkar pratap ek second ke liye arjun ki taraf dekhte hain. arjun tab tak biryani me nimbu nichod raha hota hai, kuch zyada hi lagan se.
fir pratap asad se seedhe bolte hain:
pratap (casually):
beta, abse tum humare ghar reh lena... arjun ke sath.
yeh sunkar asad ki nazar automatically arjun ki taraf jaati hai.
arjun ke gale me tabhi ek bada sa chicken ka tukda atak jata hai.
arjun:
khh... khhhkhhh... (hadddd...) khhhh…
sab log ghabra jaate hain.
azhar:
arre arjun beta, paani do koi!
shanu bhi daud kar ek glass uthati hai. taz, jo arjun ke bagal me baitha hota hai, use pith par sehlane ke bahane teen chaar dhadd se thappad jhad deta hai:
taz:
nikal, nikallll... Abey nikalleee... Bahut begherat murga hai,lagta hai ab subah hi niklega*
arjun (aankhon se paani nikalte hue, special effects ke sath paani peene lagta hai)
asad thoda awkward sa feel karta hai, baaki sab log arjun ke upar jhuke hote hain.
shanu ek slow laugh control karti hai, taz sirf “kaand ho gaya” wali muskan deta hai.
pratap:
beta thoda dhyan se... sirf chawal hi hai wo
arjun ek fake smile deta hai, lekin andar se bas ek hi dialogue goonj raha hota hai —
Kya yaar daddy sab jagah khud ki hushyari
ARJUN'S ROOM – NIGHT – COMEDY MODE
gate khulta hai... arjun ek haath me asad ka heavy bag le kar aa raha hota hai, dusre haath se apne room ka door struggle kar ke kholta hai.
arjun (mutters):
sab kuch mujhe hi karna hota hai, shaadi bhi main hi kara du kya...
asad seedha, saf-saf kadmon se uske peeche aata hai, ek haath me bottle, doosre me neatly folded shawl.
arjun (andar ghuste hi):
Haan to... yeh raha tera bed... aur yeh meri side hai. please us taraf mat soyiye, maine wahan apni dreams set kiye hai.
asad (polite smile ke sath):
oh no worries, main isi taraf sone ki aadat mein hoon.
arjun (sarcasm me):
wah, kya baat hai, ek aur habit list mein add kar lein.
arjun uska bag table pe rakh deta hai, aur bed ki chaddar theek karne lagta hai. thoda under his breath bol raha hota hai:
arjun:
hostel nahi, 5 star hotel chalu kar diya hai maine...
asad meanwhile friendly mood me baatein shuru karta hai:
asad:
waise tumhare ghar ka interior kaafi minimalistic hai, soothing hai... kaun decide karta hai yeh sab?
arjun (deadpan)
Papa aur bijli ka bill... dono milke.
tabhi door se shanu enter karti hai. aankhon me full smirk. arjun ko bed ki chaddar kheenchte hue dekhti hai.
shanu (teasing):
wah bhai, bahut acha kaam kar raha hai tu,
arjun (ghoorte hue):
shanu (hands on waist):
main to bas keh rahi thi ki Asad bhai se itni gehri dosti hi gayi, not bad not bad
asad awkwardly smile karta hai, aur politely bolta hai:
asad:
uh... main neeche chalta hoon, aap log... siblings talk karein.
wo sidhiya utar kar living room ki taraf chala jaata hai.
CUT TO:
INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT
pratap newspaper padha rahe hote hain, madhu chadar fold kar rahi hoti hain.
madhu (smile ke sath):
haan beta, aao baitho... kaisa laga ghar
asad:
bahut warm... aur arjun or shanu bhi bahut ache, help bhi karte hai bahut ache sansakr diye aapne apne bacho ko
Pratap or Madhu proudly muskurate hai
BACK TO ARJUN’S ROOM
shanu:
tune kya socha hai? ab agla move kya hai?
arjun:
abhi to yeh bed ka chilla sambhal raha hoon, abhi tu ja... Mujhe kuch sochne de
Or shanu uske room se chali jati hai or arjun par camere zoom karta hai
Arjun ka room (temporary asad's room) – morning 8:30 am
room me halki sunlight aa rahi hai. arjun bed pe baithe baithe chappal pahen raha hota hai. asad abhi fresh hone gaya hota hai. tabhi door khulta hai…
shanu ek tray leke aati hai — uspe nashta, chai, aur ek folded napkin.
shanu (softly):
suno, yeh nashta asad bhai ke liye hai. zyada touch mat karna, unhe OCD hai.
arjun (gehra saans leke):
ah… khushbu-e-ta’am ne meri rooh ko jhanjhor diya hai.
shanu (ruk ke):
kya bola?
tabhi asad fresh ho ke aata hai, sab normal ho jaate hain… arjun asad ki taraf nazar jhuka ke ek extra adab bhara salaam thokta hai:
arjun:
adab arz hai janab, aapke qadam mere kamre ko nur se roshan kar rahe hain.
asad (awkward pause):
acha… good morning.
Shanu bas unhe dekhti rehti hai or chali jaati hai,
Thodi der baad sab log zaheer ke ghar par jama hote hai or baatein kar rahe hote hai ki
Shanu or arjun dining par hote hai ki tabhi taz bhi waha aata hai
arjun (nashta ki taraf dekhte hue):
yakni se labraiz yeh nashta… meri jazbaat ki tadap ko sukoon deta hai.
shanu (shock me tray pakde hue):
tujhe kya ho gaya hai arjun?
arjun (dukhi chehra banake):
raat bhar urdu… bas urdu… sirf urdu…
“chaand bhi sharma gaya, taare bhi behosh ho gaye… aur main…”
taz (arjun ko dekhte hi):
arre yeh to sach me pagal ho gaya…
arjun (dramatically, udhar hi jhaank kar):
taz… mere andar ek naya arjun jag gaya hai… ab main arjun nahi… “ashar ul mehfil” hoon.
shanu (chod ke hans padti hai):
ashar ul mehfil? abey kya chutiyapa hai yeh?
taz (funny curiosity se):
tera pichwada kaise theek hai phir? itna urdu ghusa hai to peeche se kuch to nikalta hoga…
arjun (ghoorte hue):
abey hatt! chhupkar mere jazbaat ki masti na bhang kar.
taz (hans ke):
bhai main to sirf checking kar raha tha, kahin “ghazal” nikal ke na bhaag jaye.
Trip Planning & Prep
INT. ZAHEER’S LIVING ROOM – AFTERNOON
sab log – arjun, shanu, zaheer, asma, ammu, asad, taz – zaheer ke ghar ke living room mein baithe hote hain. thoda masti, thodi bore vibes. shanu bored hoke boleti hai:
Azhar
sab logo se)
Jao bacho asad ko kahi ghuma kar lao , pure din ghar pe bore ho rahe ho.
taz:
haan matlab insaniyat bhi chilla chilla ke keh rahi hai – “nikal lo bhai!”
zaheer:
kahaan?
asma:
city tour jaisa kuch? jaipur mein hi… amber fort, johri bazaar, hawa mahal maybe?
arjun (zaheer ki taraf ek look dekar):
haan chalo, kahin aise jagah chalte hain jahan logon ka asli chehra dikh jaye.
zaheer (half-smirk):
Kuch logon ka asli chehra mirror mein bhi horror lagta hai.
asad:
main pehli baar aa raha hoon jaipur, toh tum sab pe guide wali zimmedaari hai.
ammu (casually):
haan... toh shanu guide banegi, sabko ache se ghuma degi.
arjun ammu ki taraf dekhta hai, but ammu koi reaction nahi deti. bas phone screen par nazar fix
Arjun & Shanu ka Pre-trip Scene (Apne Ghar par)
Arjun chhat pe shirt pehente huye udasi se kehta hai: “Dekhna, trip mein uska haath pakad lega, ek selfie le lega, bas mera kya rahega…”
Shanu masti mein bolti hai: “Tu tension na le. Ammu smart hai, Asad bhai se impress hone wali nahi hai itni asaani se.”
Arjun sarcastic: “Smart to hai, tabhi to mujhe bhool gayi.”
Shanu uska cheek pull karti hai: “Bas kar crybaby. Chal, mazaak karte hain, trip enjoy kar.”
arjun (combing his hair, mirror ke saamne):
tu sure hai wo Asad nahi jaane wala direct uske saath ride pe?
shanu (sandwich khaate hue):
paka. aur tu bhi trip mein “aankhon se sorry” bol sakta hai. kab tak napkin pe likhega?
arjun (smiles):
yaar... agar ammu ka dil backspace hota na, toh kab ka delete kar chuka hota yeh sab.
shanu (mock cheerleader tone):
give me an A – Arjun!
give me an M – Move on!
arjun hansi rokta hai aur jacket pehenta hai
arjun:
bas itna jaanta hoon... agar usne meri taraf ek baar dekha bhi... toh main jeet gaya.
cut to...
Trip Begins – Starting Point: Amer Fort
Sab ek van me aate hai jo taz arrange karta hai
Arjun late aata hai, aur dekhta hai ki Ammu Asad ke sath khadi hai — Asad usse soft voice mein kuch samjha raha hai, Ammu ka face expressionless hai.
Arjun aankhen chhoti karke dekhta hai, lekin Ammu ki taraf se koi response nahi aata.
Inside the Fort – Guided Moments
Guide koi historical baat batata hai,
subah 10 baje tak sab jaipur ke ek iconic spot — nahargarh fort ke gate par milte hain. asma aur shanu thoda sa overexcited hain. ammu thodi shant aur reserved, lekin ready. asad casually confident hota hai, sabke sath mix hone ki koshish me. arjun, taz, aur zaheer thoda peeche khade — arjun ka focus seedha ammu par, lekin aankhon me ek plan chhupa hota hai. taz already apni chalaki ready rakhta hai.
asad-ammu scenes (subtle moments):
jaise hi sab pahadon ke taraf chadhai karte hain, asad thoda aage badhkar ammu se baat karne lagta hai:
"tumhe hills pasand hain? mujhe lagta hai yeh silence kuch keh raha hota hai..."
ammu uski taraf dekhti hai, lekin kuch nahi bolti, sirf ek halki si neck nod.
picnic spot pe sab baith kar snacks le rahe hote hain. asad fir ammu ke paas aake baithta hai aur usse ek poetry sunane lagta hai. ammu uski taraf dekhti hai, react nahi karti — just gaze me absorb karti hai uske shabdon ko, lekin kuch nahi kehti.
ek chhoti si incident hoti hai jaha ek bandar snack le jata hai asma ke haath se, to sab haste hain — asad ammu ki taraf dekh kar bolta hai, "aap toh dare nahi?" ammu ke lips thoda twitch karte hain — jaise bas muskurane hi wali ho, lekin ruk jaati hai.
Ghumte huye asad Ammu se puchta hai
Asad turn karke Ammu se poochta hai: “You like history?”
Ammu bas sir hila deti hai. Asad quietly continue karta hai, “Yeh place mujhe peaceful lagta hai... jaise kisi ne kuch sambhal kar rakha ho.”
Ammu uske tone ko notice karti hai, lekin kuch nahi bolti. Sirf ek faint nod.
Arjun peechhe khada hota hai, aur Taz ke kaan me bolta hai: “Awaaz me shayari ghusa ke baat kar raha hai, kya zarurat hai?”
Taz: “Tum dono me farq hai bhai… tu Manoj Bajpai jaisa sound karta hai, wo aaj ka Ali Zafar.”
arjun, taz aur shanu ka plan in action:
taz bahut smartly ek selfie idea deta hai: "ammu, tu aur arjun yaha rock ke edge pe selfie le! asad bhai, aap shanu ke sath us taraf chaliye na background better hoga!"
asad kuch samajh nahi paata aur shanu uska haath kheench kar le jaati hai. arjun quietly smile karta hai.
nahargarh fort ke ek quiet corner me — late afternoon
sun halka dhal raha hota hai. sab thak kar picnic mats pe baith gaye hote hain. asma aur shanu kuch snacks pack kar rahi hoti hain, zaheer ek railing pe baitha city ka view le raha hota hai.
arjun aur taz ek bench pe side me baithte hain, dono ka focus ek hi jagah: asad.
asad kuch distance par, ek baar phir se ammu ke paas jaane ki koshish me hota hai, lekin jaise hi wo 2 steps aage badhta hai, shanu usse “asad bhai photo lena hai aapka, idhar aaiye!” bol kar uska raasta kaat deti hai.
arjun (slow clap karta hai)
kya timing hai behen ki. mujhe toh lagta hai isse hum asad-se-dur-abhiyaan ka brand ambassador bana dena chahiye.
taz (nakhun chabate hue)
bhai, main toh keh raha hoon humari team ka naam hona chahiye — "operation sher ke saamne billi."
arjun (halki smile ke sath)
aur billi bas uski taraf dekhti hai...
(jhaank kar ammu ki taraf dekhta hai — ammu asad ki taraf ek baar dekhti hai, phir nazar hata leti hai)
taz (taunt maarte hue)
yeh toh wohi baat ho gayi... asad bhai shayari padhte ja rahe hain, aur ammu andar hi andar bol rahi hai: ‘kaun hai yeh prani, aur kis bhasha mein bol raha hai?’
arjun (halki hansi ke sath)
bas ek kaam reh gaya hai... asad ke aage ek whiteboard laga doon, uspe likh doon — "ammu yaha nahi milegi, agla stop Delhi hai."
taz (laughing hard)
arre bhai, tune notice kiya — jab ammu ne bottle kholi, asad ne usse yeh tak bol diya:
"main bhi bottle hoon... band hoon... par ander jazbaat ubal rahe hain..."
arjun (facepalm)
aur tu notice kar... ammu ke reaction — zero. koi reaction nahi. jaise Airtel 2G pe whatsapp chala raha ho.
taz (dramatic voice me)
"yeh ladki khamoshi se maar deti hai..."
(pause)
jaise shayari me interest ho hi nahi bechari ko...
arjun (relaxing into the bench)
abhi shaam tak na, yeh khud hi bolega: "mujhe ghar jaana hai, mere log mujhe dhoondh rahe hain
taz (sarcasm full on)
arre ghar kya bhai, isko toh seedha poetry rehab bhejna chahiye ek mahina no ghazal, no urdu... sirf jethalal aur tarak mehta.
(background me asad phir ammu ke paas jaane ki try karta hai, lekin is baar arjun khud uth ke uske aur ammu ke beech aa jata hai)
arjun (sweet smile ke sath)
"tumhare liye paani leke aaya hoon asad bhai, thoda pee lo... garmi zyada hai yahaan."
asad thoda confused hota hai, smile karta hai lekin peeche hat jaata hai.
taz dur se thumbs up karta hai arjun ko. arjun slight head tilt me usse “i know” waali look deta hai
jal mahal ke kinare — shaam ke waqt, hawa me thandak hai, lake ka paani shaant hai.
Final Stop – Sunset Point (Jal Mahal)
Sab log photos le rahe hote hain.
Asad casually bolta hai: “Sunsets mujhe udasi aur umeed dono lagte hain.”
Ammu uski taraf dekhti hai… ek second rukti hai… fir apni nazar hata leti hai.
Arjun thoda door ek bench pe baitha sab dekh raha hota hai — uske chehre pe mix expression: guilt, jealousy, aur thoda dard.
ek scenic point par sab photo le rahe hote hain arjun camera leke sabki group photo ke liye rush karta hai, aur ammu ko intentionally middle me khada karta hai jab asad left side me try karta hai to taz suddenly aake uska haath pakad ke usse dusri side le jata hai.group ke sab log thode thak chuke hote hain. backdrop me dhoop dhal rahi hoti hai lake ke upar orange-golden reflection.ek shant aur khubsurat scene.
zaheer ek bench par aaram se baitha hota hai, mobile scroll karte hue.shanu aur asma chaat ke stall ke paas kuch snacks le rahi hoti hain.arjun aur taz ek chhoti si boundary wall par baithe hote hain dono ka focus wahi: asad.
asad, ek baar phir se, ammu ke thoda kareeb jaane ki koshish karta hai, lekin…
taz (slowly, side se arjun ko bolta hai)
aa gaya… sher fir se field me…
arjun (calmly)
haan… aur billi ab bhi bilkul silent mode me hai.
[asad walks slowly towards ammu]
ammu lake ki taraf dekh rahi hoti hai, aankhon me ek thakaan, ek udaasi si.
asad uske paas aata hai, soft voice me…
asad:
tum thak gayi ho shayad… paani chahiye?
ammu (bina dekhe, thoda sir hilake)
nahi… theek hoon.
asad thoda aur kuch kehne ki koshish karta hai, lekin ammu ka bas ek short “hmm” uske muh pe tala lagaa deta hai.
asad phir lake ki taraf dekh kar baat karta hai…
“paani ki tarah kuch rishte bhi hote hain… jitna sametne ki koshish karo, beech se nikal jaate hain…”
arjun (door se, taz ke kaan me)
abey, paani se analogy maar raha hai. agle moment me is lake me kood jaayega.
taz (acting like asad)
"main jal mahal ke paas, jal jaa raha hoon… ammu…"
cut to: arjun thoda casual chaal me ammu ke paas jaata hai — lekin directly nahi, balki asad ke aur ammu ke beech thoda sa distance cover karta hai. ek peepal ka patta uthaata hai aur ammu ke paas laker bolta hai:]
arjun:
tumhare jhooth bolne wale fan ka patta gira tha…
tumhara toh nahi?
ammu uski taraf dekhti bhi nahi, sirf ek corner smile… par aankhon me koi spark nahi.
arjun halka sa awkward feel karta hai, wapas taz ke paas chala jata hai.
taz (slowly)
kya mila patta uthaake, mohabbatein ke shah rukh khan
arjun (sigh)
bas itna mila ke… mujhe ab bhi farq padta hai
cut to: sab log ready ho rahe hote hain return ke liye]
shanu group ko ek circle me bulaati hai.
shanu:
chalo chalo sab, driver uncle bol rahe hain jaldi chalo, nahi to jam lag jaayega.
sab log slowly chalne lagte hain — group ke almost aakhri pair me ammu hoti hai, uske thoda peeche arjun.ammu lake ke reflection me khud ko dekhti haiek pal ke liye arjun bhi ruk jaata hai — uska aankhon me sirf guilt.ammu slowly murti hai — dono ki aankhein milti hain.arjun halka sa sir jhuka deta hai.ammu… ek second zyada dekhti hai, phir aage badh jaati hai.arjun wahi ruk jata hai.
cut to: bus ka door band ho raha hota hai]
zaheer:
sab baith gaye?
shanu (andar se chillate hue)
haan! bas taz reh gaya…
taz:
main toh har jagah reh jaata hoon…(breaking 4th wall ) is kahani me bhi side role ban kar
sab hans padte hain.
azhar ka ghar – dining area – raat 9:30 baje
table ke dono taraf gents baithe hue hain –
azhar, zaheer, asad, arjun, aur thoda sa kone me taz — sab apni thaliyon me busy hain.middle of the dinner — ek shaant sa moment hai, sirf chamach ki awaazein, biryani ka aroma, aur thaliyon ki khanak.
taz, jo arjun ke bilkul baju me baitha hai, sambhal sambhal ke biryani ka murga nikaal raha hota hai, tabhi woh low voice me arjun ke kaan ke paas jhukta hai.
taz (faint whisper):
bhai... ek baat bolun?
arjun (mouth full):
bol.
taz (confused):
yeh shayri ki dukan ko kamre me aisa kya dikh gaya ki itna ghabra gaya? bhai... kamre me to bas kuch billiyan thi... aur unki...
arjun (interrupts, shetani smile ke sath):
...aur unki creative paintings.
taz (thoda aur curious):
haan woh sab to theek hai, par aise to koi pagal nahi hota na... bhai ka chehra to aisa tha jaise kisi ne uski poetry pe thuk diya ho.
arjun (smirking, slow voice):
use OCD hai.
taz (confused face, thoda soch ke):
Bhos... Wo to hum gaali me bolte hai na,iske bhi hai kya
phir taz table pe thoda upar uth kar asad ke pair dekhne lagta hai — jaise kuch dhoond raha ho.
arjun (tap karta hai uske kandhe pe, thoda hichkicha ke):
neeche baith! Kya kar raha taz
taz (thoda jhuk ke):
to fir yeh bhos... kya hota hai bhai?
arjun (masti bhare tone me):
are OCD... Matlab ki... ek tareeke ki bimari hai. matlab sab kuch neat aur clean hona chahiye warna system crash ho jaata hai.
taz:
ooooo matlab jaise koi ghar ka naya sofa pe plastic chhupake rakhta hai aur koi nikaal de to unki dhadkan badh jaaye?
arjun (laughs, hushed):
haan exactly! kal tune nahi dekha kaise apni thali aaza raha tha? biryani ko raite ka dupatta odha raha tha... rice ek side, chicken ek side, mirchi ko corner me...
taz (flashback yaad aata hai):
arre haan! ek mirchi uski alag thali me gir gayi thi to bhai ne pura raaita dubara nikaal ke shift kiya tha!
arjun (proud face se):
samajh gaya na ab? OCD ka asli matlab?
taz (chhoti si proud smile ke sath):
wah arjun bhai... aajkal to tum bahut padh likh rahe ho. kal tak to tumhe OCD ka matlab 'oye chut** de' lagta tha.*
arjun (has ke thali me spoon gira deta hai):
saale... itna bada insaan ban gaya tu... insulting bhi vocabulary ke sath karta hai.
camera pans to asad, jo bahut hi precise angle se apni biryani me lime ka drop gira raha hota hai, aur ek tissue se apne hath pe ek nashaad ka daag saaf kar raha hota hai. arjun aur taz, dono table ke neeche ek dusre ke pair tap karte hain jise sirf wahi samajh sakte hain jo mission "asad se ammu ko bachao" ke secret agents hain.
thaliyon ka khanakna abhi bhi chalu hai. sab apne-apne plate mein busy hain.
taz biryani me se ek adhi roti ko plate ke andar hi napkin bana ke use kar raha hota hai, jab shanu ek serving tray le kar dining area me aati hai. tray me kuch salad aur extra raita rakha hota hai.
shanu, casually sabko serve karte hue arjun ke paas jhukti hai, aur low voice me fuskati hai:
shanu (whispering):
yahan se bhaga kyun nahi ab tak yeh?
arjun (nazar asad par tikaye, whispering):
bhag jayega, bhag jayega... itni raat ko dinner to karega hi bechara. tum dono itne nirdayi bhi na bano...
shanu aankhon se “accha thik hai” wala expression deti hai aur tray rakh kar wapas kitchen ki taraf jaati hai.
tabhi main gate se pratap ki entry hoti hai.
pratap simple kurta me, haath me phone, thoda tired sa — lekin aankhon me familiar warmth.
azhar (muskurate hue):
arey pratap bhai, aa jaiye…
asad turant uth kar thoda respect se khada ho jata hai.
pratap (smile ke saath, haath jodte hue):
salaam, beta. welcome welcome. kab aaye? sab theek raha?
asad:
jee uncle, sab theek. koi pareshani nahi hui.
pratap table ke ek kone pe baith jaate hain, taz ke opposite. plate milti hi woh khana shuru karte hain. fir thoda pause lekar asad se casually bolte hain:
[b]pratap:
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beta maaf karna... humari wajah se tumhe itni pareshani uthani padi...
asad (aadaab jese andaz me):
arey uncle, don't worry... aisi koi baat nahi. it's okay.
yeh sunkar pratap ek second ke liye arjun ki taraf dekhte hain. arjun tab tak biryani me nimbu nichod raha hota hai, kuch zyada hi lagan se.
fir pratap asad se seedhe bolte hain:
pratap (casually):
beta, abse tum humare ghar reh lena... arjun ke sath.
yeh sunkar asad ki nazar automatically arjun ki taraf jaati hai.
arjun ke gale me tabhi ek bada sa chicken ka tukda atak jata hai.
arjun:
khh... khhhkhhh... (hadddd...) khhhh…
sab log ghabra jaate hain.
azhar:
arre arjun beta, paani do koi!
shanu bhi daud kar ek glass uthati hai. taz, jo arjun ke bagal me baitha hota hai, use pith par sehlane ke bahane teen chaar dhadd se thappad jhad deta hai:
taz:
nikal, nikallll... Abey nikalleee... Bahut begherat murga hai,lagta hai ab subah hi niklega*
arjun (aankhon se paani nikalte hue, special effects ke sath paani peene lagta hai)
asad thoda awkward sa feel karta hai, baaki sab log arjun ke upar jhuke hote hain.
shanu ek slow laugh control karti hai, taz sirf “kaand ho gaya” wali muskan deta hai.
pratap:
beta thoda dhyan se... sirf chawal hi hai wo
arjun ek fake smile deta hai, lekin andar se bas ek hi dialogue goonj raha hota hai —
Kya yaar daddy sab jagah khud ki hushyari
ARJUN'S ROOM – NIGHT – COMEDY MODE
gate khulta hai... arjun ek haath me asad ka heavy bag le kar aa raha hota hai, dusre haath se apne room ka door struggle kar ke kholta hai.
arjun (mutters):
sab kuch mujhe hi karna hota hai, shaadi bhi main hi kara du kya...
asad seedha, saf-saf kadmon se uske peeche aata hai, ek haath me bottle, doosre me neatly folded shawl.
arjun (andar ghuste hi):
Haan to... yeh raha tera bed... aur yeh meri side hai. please us taraf mat soyiye, maine wahan apni dreams set kiye hai.
asad (polite smile ke sath):
oh no worries, main isi taraf sone ki aadat mein hoon.
arjun (sarcasm me):
wah, kya baat hai, ek aur habit list mein add kar lein.
arjun uska bag table pe rakh deta hai, aur bed ki chaddar theek karne lagta hai. thoda under his breath bol raha hota hai:
arjun:
hostel nahi, 5 star hotel chalu kar diya hai maine...
asad meanwhile friendly mood me baatein shuru karta hai:
asad:
waise tumhare ghar ka interior kaafi minimalistic hai, soothing hai... kaun decide karta hai yeh sab?
arjun (deadpan)
Papa aur bijli ka bill... dono milke.
tabhi door se shanu enter karti hai. aankhon me full smirk. arjun ko bed ki chaddar kheenchte hue dekhti hai.
shanu (teasing):
wah bhai, bahut acha kaam kar raha hai tu,
arjun (ghoorte hue):
shanu (hands on waist):
main to bas keh rahi thi ki Asad bhai se itni gehri dosti hi gayi, not bad not bad
asad awkwardly smile karta hai, aur politely bolta hai:
asad:
uh... main neeche chalta hoon, aap log... siblings talk karein.
wo sidhiya utar kar living room ki taraf chala jaata hai.
CUT TO:
INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT
pratap newspaper padha rahe hote hain, madhu chadar fold kar rahi hoti hain.
madhu (smile ke sath):
haan beta, aao baitho... kaisa laga ghar
asad:
bahut warm... aur arjun or shanu bhi bahut ache, help bhi karte hai bahut ache sansakr diye aapne apne bacho ko
Pratap or Madhu proudly muskurate hai
BACK TO ARJUN’S ROOM
shanu:
tune kya socha hai? ab agla move kya hai?
arjun:
abhi to yeh bed ka chilla sambhal raha hoon, abhi tu ja... Mujhe kuch sochne de
Or shanu uske room se chali jati hai or arjun par camere zoom karta hai
Arjun ka room (temporary asad's room) – morning 8:30 am
room me halki sunlight aa rahi hai. arjun bed pe baithe baithe chappal pahen raha hota hai. asad abhi fresh hone gaya hota hai. tabhi door khulta hai…
shanu ek tray leke aati hai — uspe nashta, chai, aur ek folded napkin.
shanu (softly):
suno, yeh nashta asad bhai ke liye hai. zyada touch mat karna, unhe OCD hai.
arjun (gehra saans leke):
ah… khushbu-e-ta’am ne meri rooh ko jhanjhor diya hai.
shanu (ruk ke):
kya bola?
tabhi asad fresh ho ke aata hai, sab normal ho jaate hain… arjun asad ki taraf nazar jhuka ke ek extra adab bhara salaam thokta hai:
arjun:
adab arz hai janab, aapke qadam mere kamre ko nur se roshan kar rahe hain.
asad (awkward pause):
acha… good morning.
Shanu bas unhe dekhti rehti hai or chali jaati hai,
Thodi der baad sab log zaheer ke ghar par jama hote hai or baatein kar rahe hote hai ki
Shanu or arjun dining par hote hai ki tabhi taz bhi waha aata hai
arjun (nashta ki taraf dekhte hue):
yakni se labraiz yeh nashta… meri jazbaat ki tadap ko sukoon deta hai.
shanu (shock me tray pakde hue):
tujhe kya ho gaya hai arjun?
arjun (dukhi chehra banake):
raat bhar urdu… bas urdu… sirf urdu…
“chaand bhi sharma gaya, taare bhi behosh ho gaye… aur main…”
taz (arjun ko dekhte hi):
arre yeh to sach me pagal ho gaya…
arjun (dramatically, udhar hi jhaank kar):
taz… mere andar ek naya arjun jag gaya hai… ab main arjun nahi… “ashar ul mehfil” hoon.
shanu (chod ke hans padti hai):
ashar ul mehfil? abey kya chutiyapa hai yeh?
taz (funny curiosity se):
tera pichwada kaise theek hai phir? itna urdu ghusa hai to peeche se kuch to nikalta hoga…
arjun (ghoorte hue):
abey hatt! chhupkar mere jazbaat ki masti na bhang kar.
taz (hans ke):
bhai main to sirf checking kar raha tha, kahin “ghazal” nikal ke na bhaag jaye.
Trip Planning & Prep
INT. ZAHEER’S LIVING ROOM – AFTERNOON
sab log – arjun, shanu, zaheer, asma, ammu, asad, taz – zaheer ke ghar ke living room mein baithe hote hain. thoda masti, thodi bore vibes. shanu bored hoke boleti hai:
Azhar
sab logo se)Jao bacho asad ko kahi ghuma kar lao , pure din ghar pe bore ho rahe ho.
taz:
haan matlab insaniyat bhi chilla chilla ke keh rahi hai – “nikal lo bhai!”
zaheer:
kahaan?
asma:
city tour jaisa kuch? jaipur mein hi… amber fort, johri bazaar, hawa mahal maybe?
arjun (zaheer ki taraf ek look dekar):
haan chalo, kahin aise jagah chalte hain jahan logon ka asli chehra dikh jaye.
zaheer (half-smirk):
Kuch logon ka asli chehra mirror mein bhi horror lagta hai.
asad:
main pehli baar aa raha hoon jaipur, toh tum sab pe guide wali zimmedaari hai.
ammu (casually):
haan... toh shanu guide banegi, sabko ache se ghuma degi.
arjun ammu ki taraf dekhta hai, but ammu koi reaction nahi deti. bas phone screen par nazar fix
Arjun & Shanu ka Pre-trip Scene (Apne Ghar par)
Arjun chhat pe shirt pehente huye udasi se kehta hai: “Dekhna, trip mein uska haath pakad lega, ek selfie le lega, bas mera kya rahega…”
Shanu masti mein bolti hai: “Tu tension na le. Ammu smart hai, Asad bhai se impress hone wali nahi hai itni asaani se.”
Arjun sarcastic: “Smart to hai, tabhi to mujhe bhool gayi.”
Shanu uska cheek pull karti hai: “Bas kar crybaby. Chal, mazaak karte hain, trip enjoy kar.”
arjun (combing his hair, mirror ke saamne):
tu sure hai wo Asad nahi jaane wala direct uske saath ride pe?
shanu (sandwich khaate hue):
paka. aur tu bhi trip mein “aankhon se sorry” bol sakta hai. kab tak napkin pe likhega?
arjun (smiles):
yaar... agar ammu ka dil backspace hota na, toh kab ka delete kar chuka hota yeh sab.
shanu (mock cheerleader tone):
give me an A – Arjun!
give me an M – Move on!
arjun hansi rokta hai aur jacket pehenta hai
arjun:
bas itna jaanta hoon... agar usne meri taraf ek baar dekha bhi... toh main jeet gaya.
cut to...
Trip Begins – Starting Point: Amer Fort
Sab ek van me aate hai jo taz arrange karta hai
Arjun late aata hai, aur dekhta hai ki Ammu Asad ke sath khadi hai — Asad usse soft voice mein kuch samjha raha hai, Ammu ka face expressionless hai.
Arjun aankhen chhoti karke dekhta hai, lekin Ammu ki taraf se koi response nahi aata.
Inside the Fort – Guided Moments
Guide koi historical baat batata hai,
subah 10 baje tak sab jaipur ke ek iconic spot — nahargarh fort ke gate par milte hain. asma aur shanu thoda sa overexcited hain. ammu thodi shant aur reserved, lekin ready. asad casually confident hota hai, sabke sath mix hone ki koshish me. arjun, taz, aur zaheer thoda peeche khade — arjun ka focus seedha ammu par, lekin aankhon me ek plan chhupa hota hai. taz already apni chalaki ready rakhta hai.
asad-ammu scenes (subtle moments):
jaise hi sab pahadon ke taraf chadhai karte hain, asad thoda aage badhkar ammu se baat karne lagta hai:
"tumhe hills pasand hain? mujhe lagta hai yeh silence kuch keh raha hota hai..."
ammu uski taraf dekhti hai, lekin kuch nahi bolti, sirf ek halki si neck nod.
picnic spot pe sab baith kar snacks le rahe hote hain. asad fir ammu ke paas aake baithta hai aur usse ek poetry sunane lagta hai. ammu uski taraf dekhti hai, react nahi karti — just gaze me absorb karti hai uske shabdon ko, lekin kuch nahi kehti.
ek chhoti si incident hoti hai jaha ek bandar snack le jata hai asma ke haath se, to sab haste hain — asad ammu ki taraf dekh kar bolta hai, "aap toh dare nahi?" ammu ke lips thoda twitch karte hain — jaise bas muskurane hi wali ho, lekin ruk jaati hai.
Ghumte huye asad Ammu se puchta hai
Asad turn karke Ammu se poochta hai: “You like history?”
Ammu bas sir hila deti hai. Asad quietly continue karta hai, “Yeh place mujhe peaceful lagta hai... jaise kisi ne kuch sambhal kar rakha ho.”
Ammu uske tone ko notice karti hai, lekin kuch nahi bolti. Sirf ek faint nod.
Arjun peechhe khada hota hai, aur Taz ke kaan me bolta hai: “Awaaz me shayari ghusa ke baat kar raha hai, kya zarurat hai?”
Taz: “Tum dono me farq hai bhai… tu Manoj Bajpai jaisa sound karta hai, wo aaj ka Ali Zafar.”
arjun, taz aur shanu ka plan in action:
taz bahut smartly ek selfie idea deta hai: "ammu, tu aur arjun yaha rock ke edge pe selfie le! asad bhai, aap shanu ke sath us taraf chaliye na background better hoga!"
asad kuch samajh nahi paata aur shanu uska haath kheench kar le jaati hai. arjun quietly smile karta hai.
nahargarh fort ke ek quiet corner me — late afternoon
sun halka dhal raha hota hai. sab thak kar picnic mats pe baith gaye hote hain. asma aur shanu kuch snacks pack kar rahi hoti hain, zaheer ek railing pe baitha city ka view le raha hota hai.
arjun aur taz ek bench pe side me baithte hain, dono ka focus ek hi jagah: asad.
asad kuch distance par, ek baar phir se ammu ke paas jaane ki koshish me hota hai, lekin jaise hi wo 2 steps aage badhta hai, shanu usse “asad bhai photo lena hai aapka, idhar aaiye!” bol kar uska raasta kaat deti hai.
arjun (slow clap karta hai)
kya timing hai behen ki. mujhe toh lagta hai isse hum asad-se-dur-abhiyaan ka brand ambassador bana dena chahiye.
taz (nakhun chabate hue)
bhai, main toh keh raha hoon humari team ka naam hona chahiye — "operation sher ke saamne billi."
arjun (halki smile ke sath)
aur billi bas uski taraf dekhti hai...
(jhaank kar ammu ki taraf dekhta hai — ammu asad ki taraf ek baar dekhti hai, phir nazar hata leti hai)
taz (taunt maarte hue)
yeh toh wohi baat ho gayi... asad bhai shayari padhte ja rahe hain, aur ammu andar hi andar bol rahi hai: ‘kaun hai yeh prani, aur kis bhasha mein bol raha hai?’
arjun (halki hansi ke sath)
bas ek kaam reh gaya hai... asad ke aage ek whiteboard laga doon, uspe likh doon — "ammu yaha nahi milegi, agla stop Delhi hai."
taz (laughing hard)
arre bhai, tune notice kiya — jab ammu ne bottle kholi, asad ne usse yeh tak bol diya:
"main bhi bottle hoon... band hoon... par ander jazbaat ubal rahe hain..."
arjun (facepalm)
aur tu notice kar... ammu ke reaction — zero. koi reaction nahi. jaise Airtel 2G pe whatsapp chala raha ho.
taz (dramatic voice me)
"yeh ladki khamoshi se maar deti hai..."
(pause)
jaise shayari me interest ho hi nahi bechari ko...
arjun (relaxing into the bench)
abhi shaam tak na, yeh khud hi bolega: "mujhe ghar jaana hai, mere log mujhe dhoondh rahe hain
taz (sarcasm full on)
arre ghar kya bhai, isko toh seedha poetry rehab bhejna chahiye ek mahina no ghazal, no urdu... sirf jethalal aur tarak mehta.
(background me asad phir ammu ke paas jaane ki try karta hai, lekin is baar arjun khud uth ke uske aur ammu ke beech aa jata hai)
arjun (sweet smile ke sath)
"tumhare liye paani leke aaya hoon asad bhai, thoda pee lo... garmi zyada hai yahaan."
asad thoda confused hota hai, smile karta hai lekin peeche hat jaata hai.
taz dur se thumbs up karta hai arjun ko. arjun slight head tilt me usse “i know” waali look deta hai
jal mahal ke kinare — shaam ke waqt, hawa me thandak hai, lake ka paani shaant hai.
Final Stop – Sunset Point (Jal Mahal)
Sab log photos le rahe hote hain.
Asad casually bolta hai: “Sunsets mujhe udasi aur umeed dono lagte hain.”
Ammu uski taraf dekhti hai… ek second rukti hai… fir apni nazar hata leti hai.
Arjun thoda door ek bench pe baitha sab dekh raha hota hai — uske chehre pe mix expression: guilt, jealousy, aur thoda dard.
ek scenic point par sab photo le rahe hote hain arjun camera leke sabki group photo ke liye rush karta hai, aur ammu ko intentionally middle me khada karta hai jab asad left side me try karta hai to taz suddenly aake uska haath pakad ke usse dusri side le jata hai.group ke sab log thode thak chuke hote hain. backdrop me dhoop dhal rahi hoti hai lake ke upar orange-golden reflection.ek shant aur khubsurat scene.
zaheer ek bench par aaram se baitha hota hai, mobile scroll karte hue.shanu aur asma chaat ke stall ke paas kuch snacks le rahi hoti hain.arjun aur taz ek chhoti si boundary wall par baithe hote hain dono ka focus wahi: asad.
asad, ek baar phir se, ammu ke thoda kareeb jaane ki koshish karta hai, lekin…
taz (slowly, side se arjun ko bolta hai)
aa gaya… sher fir se field me…
arjun (calmly)
haan… aur billi ab bhi bilkul silent mode me hai.
[asad walks slowly towards ammu]
ammu lake ki taraf dekh rahi hoti hai, aankhon me ek thakaan, ek udaasi si.
asad uske paas aata hai, soft voice me…
asad:
tum thak gayi ho shayad… paani chahiye?
ammu (bina dekhe, thoda sir hilake)
nahi… theek hoon.
asad thoda aur kuch kehne ki koshish karta hai, lekin ammu ka bas ek short “hmm” uske muh pe tala lagaa deta hai.
asad phir lake ki taraf dekh kar baat karta hai…
“paani ki tarah kuch rishte bhi hote hain… jitna sametne ki koshish karo, beech se nikal jaate hain…”
arjun (door se, taz ke kaan me)
abey, paani se analogy maar raha hai. agle moment me is lake me kood jaayega.
taz (acting like asad)
"main jal mahal ke paas, jal jaa raha hoon… ammu…"
cut to: arjun thoda casual chaal me ammu ke paas jaata hai — lekin directly nahi, balki asad ke aur ammu ke beech thoda sa distance cover karta hai. ek peepal ka patta uthaata hai aur ammu ke paas laker bolta hai:]
arjun:
tumhare jhooth bolne wale fan ka patta gira tha…
tumhara toh nahi?
ammu uski taraf dekhti bhi nahi, sirf ek corner smile… par aankhon me koi spark nahi.
arjun halka sa awkward feel karta hai, wapas taz ke paas chala jata hai.
taz (slowly)
kya mila patta uthaake, mohabbatein ke shah rukh khan
arjun (sigh)
bas itna mila ke… mujhe ab bhi farq padta hai
cut to: sab log ready ho rahe hote hain return ke liye]
shanu group ko ek circle me bulaati hai.
shanu:
chalo chalo sab, driver uncle bol rahe hain jaldi chalo, nahi to jam lag jaayega.
sab log slowly chalne lagte hain — group ke almost aakhri pair me ammu hoti hai, uske thoda peeche arjun.ammu lake ke reflection me khud ko dekhti haiek pal ke liye arjun bhi ruk jaata hai — uska aankhon me sirf guilt.ammu slowly murti hai — dono ki aankhein milti hain.arjun halka sa sir jhuka deta hai.ammu… ek second zyada dekhti hai, phir aage badh jaati hai.arjun wahi ruk jata hai.
cut to: bus ka door band ho raha hota hai]
zaheer:
sab baith gaye?
shanu (andar se chillate hue)
haan! bas taz reh gaya…
taz:
main toh har jagah reh jaata hoon…(breaking 4th wall ) is kahani me bhi side role ban kar
sab hans padte hain.
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