07-07-2025, 02:01 PM
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Update 29
jaipur ke ek heritage-style rooftop restaurant — shaam ka waqt, halki-halki roshni, sheher ki skyline dikh rahi hoti hai. sab log ek bade se table par baithe hain — hawa me halka sa sukoon, lekin table par halke-fulke tensions aur banter ki chhoti leheren.
setup: table arrangement
zaheer, shanu, taz ek side.
asma, arjun, ammu, asad opposite side.
waiter menu de chuka hai. sab thoda settle ho chuke hain.
Asad
Aap vegetarian hai ya sab kuch chalta hai
Arjun(whisper to taz)
Sala,kya natak kar raha hai ?
Usey maloom nahi kya ki wo kasai ki beti hai
taz (uske kan me):
yeh toh full asad-e-azam ban gaya… aake tumhari shahzadi ko hi impress kar raha hai.
arjun (bina dekhe):
meri shahzadi kisi ki nahi… bas khamosh hai abhi.
taz:
haa, khamoshi mein hi dard chipka hota hai…
tumhare dono ki chhup wali love story ab toh mute film ban chuki hai.
taz (serioulsy waiter ki taraf dekhte hue):
bhaiya... ek chicken lababdar, do garlic naan, aur ek emotional support chahiye... thoda dil bhi tod ke laana plate mein.
arjun (sir pe haath maar ke):
tu waiter se order kar raha hai ya breakup discuss kar raha hai?
taz (whsiper to arjun ):
tera hi breakup hai beta
asad (soft tone me ammu se):
aapko spicy pasand hai ya mild? yahan ke lal maas ke baare me suna hai…
ammu (light smile ke saath):
zyada spicy nahi… but haan, taste hona chahiye.
asad:
toh ek kaam karte hain, milke ek combo try karte hain. main order de deta hoon?
ammu (sirf halki si nazar mila kar):
thik hai… (phir turant dusri taraf dekh leti hai)
azhar ka ghar – shaam ka waqt, trip se sab log wapas aa chuke hain
location setup:
andar drawing room me halki-thandi roshni, ek steel ka flask me chai rakhi hai, center table pe biscuit aur mathri ka plate. azhar, pratap, aur madhu ek formal-yet-warm post-trip catch-up mode me baithe hain.
azhar (halka sa chai sip lete hue):
safar theek raha na? sab bache time pe wapas aa gaye?
madhu (smiling, thoda relaxed):
haan haan… sab theek tha. bache bhi kaafi enjoy kar rahe the.
pratap (apne style me halki muskaan ke saath):
aur sabse badi baat, kisi ne kisi ko ghaseeta nahi... to trip safal maana jaye!
azhar (halki si muskaan ke sath):
yeh bhi sahi hai… warna humare zaheer ka mood chhoti baaton pe off ho jata hai.
arjun ke ghar ka raat ka waqt – 10:45 pm
(ghar shaant hai… neeche ke kamre ki lights bandh ho chuki hain, sirf arjun ke room ka light jal raha hai)
int. arjun’s bedroom – night
asad bed par baitha hai, ek haath me phone, dusra haath aankhon ke pass…
kaano me ammu ki awaaz hai, jo abhi halke tone me usse kuch keh rahi hai.
asad (phone pe smile karte hue):
haan haan… mujhe yaad hai tumhe coffee me kam chini pasand hai.
waise tumne bola nahi trip pe tum sabse zyada enjoy kis moment me kiya?
(phone ke dusre taraf se ammu kuch softly reply karti hai, asad halka sa hans deta hai)
asad (muskurate hue):
main bas chahta hoon ke agle do din me hum acche se baat karein… bina kisi interruption ke.
(ye last line arjun sun leta hai… jo bathroom se nikal kar towel le raha tha. uska towel haath me ruk jaata hai.)
arjun (andar hi andar):
interruption chahiye? milta hai… full package me milega.
cut to: terrace – night breeze, balcony ki grill se roshni aa rahi hai
arjun hoodie pehne hue chhat par aa gaya hai… saath me ek chhoti si coke bottle le aaya.
wo chhat ke edge pe jaa kar khada hota hai, aasman ki taraf dekhta hai… kuch der khamosh
arjun (apne aap se):
kar beta kuch kar… nahi to yeh qawwali ka asad… le jayega teri ammu ko.
teri baari hai… tune sabki help ki… sabke setup me mastermind ban gaya…
ab kya? apne liye kuch nahi karega?
(pause, ek deep breath)
tumhara naam arjun hai ya background mein sad tune bajta hai?
(fir halka sa laugh nikalta hai khud pe)
arjun (chhoti si shetani smile ke saath):
ab karunga… iski sarafaraz aur noushin ek.
main banunga is mohabbat ki puri "screenplay"…
camera sirf uske face pe zoom karta hai… ek mischievous sparkle uski aankhon me..
[b]next morning – 9:15 am, zaheer ke ghar ke samne wali gali
[/b]
jaipur ki thodi dusty par khushnuma subah. thoda sa dhoop, thoda sa hawa… aur beech gali ke kona pe taz ki wohi purani, slightly dented white traveller van khadi hai. uske upar ek sticker laga hai:
“CHALTE RAHO: jaane kaha le jaye zindagi”
andar se horn bajta hai – loud, annoying aur bilkul taz style.
"peep! peep!"
taz (driver seat se chilla ke):
"ae trip waalon! apne dard, tension aur shampoo bottle lekar aajao! van ready hai, driver mood me hai!"
cut to: zaheer ke ghar ka gate
shanu ek cute si sling bag pehne, chashma adjust karte huye arjun ko ghoorti hai jo bas ek haath me bottle aur dusre me phone leke "cool dude" banne ki koshish kar raha hai.
shanu (sarcastically):
"lagta hai tu trip pe nahi, ad shoot pe nikla hai…"
arjun (smirking):
"camera kaha hai fir? tumhari aankhon me?"
shanu:
"cheesy mat ho... van me baith aur jaldi chalu kar, nahi to ammu Asad ke sath selfie le legi hawa mahal ke samne."
ye line sunkar arjun ka chehra thoda sa tight ho jaata hai.
wo bottle ka lid twist karta hai, lekin aankhon me wohi silent fire.
cut to: ammu gate se nikalti hai – simple white kurti, dupatta loosely shoulder pe, jootiyan pehnte hue. asma uske piche-piche aa rahi hai.
zaheer (ammu se halki awaaz me):
"tu kuch zyada khush to nahi dikh rahi is trip ke liye?"
ammu (halka sa smile karke):
"acha lagta hai sheher dekhna… kuch logon ko samajhna…"
zaheer kuch bolta nahi. bas uske bag ka zip check karta hai.
cut to: van ke andar hustle bustle
arjun front seat pe baithne ki koshish karta hai lekin taz usse rok deta ha
taz: "arre arre arre… yeh seat reserved hai… driver ke ego ke liye."
asma aur shanu middle seat pe window ke pass ladh rahi hoti hai
asma: "mujhe chakkar aate hai andar bethne me!"
shanu: "mujhe chakkar aate hai tujhe sunke!"
asad late entry leta hai… white linen kurta me… “kaafi composed” look.
wo ammu ke paas jaane ki koshish karta hai lekin taz uske haath me chips ka packet thama deta hai.
taz: "yeh lo snacks… akele kha lena, humari ammu roze pe hai."
Asad(confuse)
Abhi konsa roza taz bhai
Taz(side glance)
Shaban ka roza
Asad(smirk)
Kuch bhi bolte ho taz bhai
Taz (whisper himself)
Bhag OCD ke...
Or van chal padti.... cut to: road shots – pink city ke narrow lanes, old buildings… window se hawa me udta dupatta, arjun ki aankhen rear mirror se ammu ko dekhti hai… ammu bilkul neutral.
asad ek do baar baat karne ki koshish karta hai – ammu sirf "hmm" ya "haan" me jawab deti hai.
taz background me remix bajata hai
"punjabi beat me… old rajasthani folk!"
sab hans padte hain.
arjun bas aankhon me ek mission leke baitha hai – “aaj ammu aur asad ki doori pakki”.
hawa mahal ke paas – late afternoon
sunlight thodi mellow ho chuki hai, hawa mahal ke peechhe ek narrow gali jahan tourist stalls lagi hui hain — ek side famous chaat wala thela, ek taraf pani puri stall jahan log line laga ke khade hain. thodi si hustle-bustle, thoda laughter, aur beech me apne jaipur gang — arjun, shanu, ammu, asad, taz, zaheer, asma.
sabke haath me chaat ke plates hain — dahi papdi, aloo tikki, moong dal pakodi, aur pani puri. sabke chehre khile hue hain. light wind me ammu ka dupatta udta hai, aur asad thoda awkwardly usse pakad ke deta hai.
asad (polite tone):
"tumhara dupatta… kahin ud jata to hawa mahal ke jharokhon me fans jata."
ammu (halke se muskura kar):
"shukriya…"
door khadi shanu yeh sab silently observe kar rahi hai. uske paas asma hai, jo apne golgappe me extra mirchi dalwa ke zindagi se lad rahi hai.
cut to: pani puri stall ke paas
taz ek haath me golgappa leke, dusre haath se chutney adjust karte hue mouth open karke ready hai — full attack mode me…
taz (self-talk):
Inka to kuch ho nahi sakta,sidha ammu ke nikaah ka khana hi khayega ab ye
bas jaise hi paani puri muh me daalne hi wala hota hai…
arjun peeche se aake uska collar pakadta hai
taz ka gola phans jaata hai
[b]"ghrrr… gurrr… abeyyyyy!"[/b]
[b][b]arjun (teeth clenched):[/b][/b]
"tu yeh khaane aaya hai kya behn ke takke?"
taz (golgappa haath me, aadha muh me):
"to aur kya karun? 2 din se koi plan nahi, koi naya chakkar nahi… bas dekhta jaa raha hoon tu kaise har baar haar raha hai!
arjun:
"abey kisne kaha plan nahi hai… main hoon na… aur plan bhi ready hai."
taz:
"acha… kya plan? koi love letter? ya ‘sawan me lag gayi aag’ style dance karega?"
arjun (nazdeek le jaa kar uske kaan me whisper karta hai
taz (eye wide open):
"abeyyyy! tu toh baap nikla! pura CID wala scene bana diya…"
Taz
acting seriously)
Lekin yeh karega koun
Arjun Taz ko taraf dekh kar ek thank you wali smile karta hai,
Tazrone jaise muh banate huye)
Ohh main kyu, sab ulta sidha kaam mujhse kyu...
Arjun:
Dekh wese bhi to tere waste ho rahe hai, kisi ke kaam hi aa jayenge
Taz(full acting)
Ye kya baat Hui, humara humara nahi kya... Aage to kaam padega na
Arjun (orderly)
Tujhe to yeh karna hi hoga taz, chal beta very good mere sher...
Or wo taz ke hath me ek packet deta hai, jispe taz ek ajeeb sa muh banata hai... Or arjun aankho se use kehta hua chal chal very good...
arjun (dead serious):
"dekh… iss baar ammu ko asad se door rakhna hai. ye plan chal gaya toh next 24 ghante wo Ammu ke aas paas bhi nahi dikhega
taz (chewing last soggy puri, proud tone me):
"mere sher… ab maza aayega!"
cut to: group wide shot
shanu, ammu, asad, zaheer, asma — sab enjoy kar rahe hain, zaheer golgappa wale se argue kar raha hai
"bhaiya aur teekha dena, yeh kya bacchon wali mirchi daali hai?"
shanu (teasing smile ke sath):
Sweet logo ke liye itna hi kafi hai zaheer
arjun taz ko back me pat karta hai, dono ek dusre ko aankhon me aankh
mall food court – evening
hawa mahal ke outing ke baad sab log ek modern mall ke food court me aa gaye hain. crowd thoda kam hai, ac ki thandi hawa sabko sukoon de rahi hai. corner table par sab ke sab baithe hain — zaheer, asma, shanu, arjun, taz, asad, aur ammu. sabke haath me alag alag flavoured ice creams hain — chocolate chip, mango swirl, strawberry scoop, pista kulfi…
camera slow pan karta hai sabke faces pe — relaxed, smiling, thoda thaka hua vibe lekin bonding full strong.
taz sabse pehle comment karta hai:
taz (ek bada bite leke):
"main batata hoon sabse bekaar flavour kaun sa hai… yeh pista. na yeh green hai na tasty... Ekdm fraud
asma (nakhre se):
"tumhara mooh hi problem hai. pista classy log khaate hain, jo haldi nahi… elegance pasand karte hain."
taz:
Jo jyada khata hai pista uska kabhi nahi aata rishta...
sab hansi chhupa ke muskurate hain.
arjun thoda off side baitha hota hai, par uski aankhein ammu aur asad ke direction me hoti hain.
asad casually ammu se kuch pooch raha hota hai:
asad (soft tone me):
"tumhe kaunsa flavour pasand hai? agar guess karne du toh main kahunga… coffee walnut?"
ammu (light smile, nazar nahi milate):
"guess karna band karo… aur khud ka ice cream sambhlo."
asad thoda confuse hoke chup ho jaata hai. arjun ne sun liya hota hai.
arjun (taz ke ear me slowly):
"dekh… jab tak asad flavour guess karta rahega, tab tak main plan guess kar raha hoon… aur next hit tere upar hai."
taz:
"main ready hoon mere sher. bas bata kab acting start karni hai."
shanu side se overhear karti hai aur arjun ko aankhon se warning deti hai:
shanu (slow tone):
"drama karna hai toh kam se kam ice cream ke baad karo. varna tumhare kaan me ye cone ghusa dungi."
ARJUN
"haan haan… baba, bas dekh raha hoon…"
cut to: asma aur zaheer ka mini banter
asma:
"tumhe chocolate fudge pasand hai kyun? bachpan me bhi yehi lete the na?"
zaheer:
"bachpan me kya… abhi bhi le raha hoon. loyalty naam ki bhi cheez hoti hai. tum log toh mood ke saath flavours badal lete ho."
asma:
"aur tum toh mood ke saath baal cut kar lete ho. pichli baar mushroom banwa liya tha."
zaheer (defensive):
"wo barber ne bola tha korea style. mujhe kya pata tha kimchi ka cousin bana dega."
sab hansi nahi rok pate.
ammu finally ek soft glance arjun ki taraf karti hai lekin jaise hi arjun smile karne lagta hai, ammu fir se dusri taraf dekh leti hai.
[b][b]arjun ka smile wahi freeze ho jata hai… aur uski ice cream melt hone lagti hai.[/b][/b]
[b][b][b]arjun (whispering to himself):[/b][/b][/b]
"yeh bhi usi ki tarah… thoda naram, thoda thanda, par andar se melt kar dene wala."
taz (sun ke chillaata hai):
"abey kya poetry kar raha hai cone ke upar ? Pagal ho gaya kya...
Taz (looking at arjun)
Bhai ek baar or sochle kahi teri kulfi ki tarah meri kulfi bhi na pighalne lag jaye
Arjun (hardly)
Abey ek do baar se kuch nahi hota, chal chal shabash
scene fades with group laughter aur mall ke background music me soft beats baj rahe hote hain…
ice cream khatam ho chuki hai, sab halka relaxed ho chuke hain. sab apne apne phone check kar rahe hain, ya aankhon aankhon me masti chal rahi hai. usi beech taz table se uthta hai bina kuch bole — sab uski non-stop bakbak ke aadat se waaqif hain, to kisi ne kuch poocha bhi nahi.
taz quietly ek bag uthata hai — jisme uska personal towel aur spray hota hai — aur mall ke toilet ki taraf chala jaata hai.
cut to:
INT. MALL WASHROOM CORRIDOR – CONTINUOUS
arjun aur asad ek saath handwash area me aa jaate hain — ek awkward coincidence. dono ek dusre ko dekhta hai, fir wash basin ke samne parallel khade ho jaate hain.
moment bhar silence… sirf tap se girte paani ki awaaz.
asad (mirror me arjun ki aankhon me dekhte hue):
"tumhara ice cream melt ho gaya tha... aur tum fir bhi usse dekh rahe the."
Arjun
Kyu, usme kya hua... Tumhara ice cream pighalta to tum nahi dekhte kya
asad (towel uthate hue):
main ice cream se loyal hoon… flavours badalne wale logon jaisa nahi."
arjun (light smile ke saath):
"acha… toh tumhe lagta hai ki wo flavour badal degi?"
Asad( sarcastic)
Badalwa ke rahunga,
arjun (sarcasm bhare tone me):
"tumhe lagta hai tum vanilla ho, par real me tum villaina ho
asad (mirror se aankh nahi hatata):
"tumhare paas jokes hain, mere paas waqt hai… dekhte hain kis kaam aata hai."
Arjun use dekhte reh jata hai ki ise kahi kuchh maloom to nahi chal gaya... Or Asad handwash karke wapas chala jata hai group ke paas
MALL HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS
arjun aur asad opposite sides me nikal jaate hain, dono ka face calm… lekin andar se volcano.
ammu aur asma fir se backtrack karti hai table ki taraf… aur ammu aankh chhupa ke ek chhoti si smile fir se daba leti hai.
[b][b][b]scene fade hota hai… music background me bajta hai — ek halka sa mischievous theme.[/b][/b][/b]
jaipur ke ek heritage-style rooftop restaurant — shaam ka waqt, halki-halki roshni, sheher ki skyline dikh rahi hoti hai. sab log ek bade se table par baithe hain — hawa me halka sa sukoon, lekin table par halke-fulke tensions aur banter ki chhoti leheren.
setup: table arrangement
zaheer, shanu, taz ek side.
asma, arjun, ammu, asad opposite side.
waiter menu de chuka hai. sab thoda settle ho chuke hain.
Asad
Aap vegetarian hai ya sab kuch chalta hai
Arjun(whisper to taz)
Sala,kya natak kar raha hai ?
Usey maloom nahi kya ki wo kasai ki beti hai
taz (uske kan me):
yeh toh full asad-e-azam ban gaya… aake tumhari shahzadi ko hi impress kar raha hai.
arjun (bina dekhe):
meri shahzadi kisi ki nahi… bas khamosh hai abhi.
taz:
haa, khamoshi mein hi dard chipka hota hai…
tumhare dono ki chhup wali love story ab toh mute film ban chuki hai.
taz (serioulsy waiter ki taraf dekhte hue):
bhaiya... ek chicken lababdar, do garlic naan, aur ek emotional support chahiye... thoda dil bhi tod ke laana plate mein.
arjun (sir pe haath maar ke):
tu waiter se order kar raha hai ya breakup discuss kar raha hai?
taz (whsiper to arjun ):
tera hi breakup hai beta
asad (soft tone me ammu se):
aapko spicy pasand hai ya mild? yahan ke lal maas ke baare me suna hai…
ammu (light smile ke saath):
zyada spicy nahi… but haan, taste hona chahiye.
asad:
toh ek kaam karte hain, milke ek combo try karte hain. main order de deta hoon?
ammu (sirf halki si nazar mila kar):
thik hai… (phir turant dusri taraf dekh leti hai)
azhar ka ghar – shaam ka waqt, trip se sab log wapas aa chuke hain
location setup:
andar drawing room me halki-thandi roshni, ek steel ka flask me chai rakhi hai, center table pe biscuit aur mathri ka plate. azhar, pratap, aur madhu ek formal-yet-warm post-trip catch-up mode me baithe hain.
azhar (halka sa chai sip lete hue):
safar theek raha na? sab bache time pe wapas aa gaye?
madhu (smiling, thoda relaxed):
haan haan… sab theek tha. bache bhi kaafi enjoy kar rahe the.
pratap (apne style me halki muskaan ke saath):
aur sabse badi baat, kisi ne kisi ko ghaseeta nahi... to trip safal maana jaye!
azhar (halki si muskaan ke sath):
yeh bhi sahi hai… warna humare zaheer ka mood chhoti baaton pe off ho jata hai.
arjun ke ghar ka raat ka waqt – 10:45 pm
(ghar shaant hai… neeche ke kamre ki lights bandh ho chuki hain, sirf arjun ke room ka light jal raha hai)
int. arjun’s bedroom – night
asad bed par baitha hai, ek haath me phone, dusra haath aankhon ke pass…
kaano me ammu ki awaaz hai, jo abhi halke tone me usse kuch keh rahi hai.
asad (phone pe smile karte hue):
haan haan… mujhe yaad hai tumhe coffee me kam chini pasand hai.
waise tumne bola nahi trip pe tum sabse zyada enjoy kis moment me kiya?
(phone ke dusre taraf se ammu kuch softly reply karti hai, asad halka sa hans deta hai)
asad (muskurate hue):
main bas chahta hoon ke agle do din me hum acche se baat karein… bina kisi interruption ke.
(ye last line arjun sun leta hai… jo bathroom se nikal kar towel le raha tha. uska towel haath me ruk jaata hai.)
arjun (andar hi andar):
interruption chahiye? milta hai… full package me milega.
cut to: terrace – night breeze, balcony ki grill se roshni aa rahi hai
arjun hoodie pehne hue chhat par aa gaya hai… saath me ek chhoti si coke bottle le aaya.
wo chhat ke edge pe jaa kar khada hota hai, aasman ki taraf dekhta hai… kuch der khamosh
arjun (apne aap se):
kar beta kuch kar… nahi to yeh qawwali ka asad… le jayega teri ammu ko.
teri baari hai… tune sabki help ki… sabke setup me mastermind ban gaya…
ab kya? apne liye kuch nahi karega?
(pause, ek deep breath)
tumhara naam arjun hai ya background mein sad tune bajta hai?
(fir halka sa laugh nikalta hai khud pe)
arjun (chhoti si shetani smile ke saath):
ab karunga… iski sarafaraz aur noushin ek.
main banunga is mohabbat ki puri "screenplay"…
camera sirf uske face pe zoom karta hai… ek mischievous sparkle uski aankhon me..
[b]next morning – 9:15 am, zaheer ke ghar ke samne wali gali
[/b]
jaipur ki thodi dusty par khushnuma subah. thoda sa dhoop, thoda sa hawa… aur beech gali ke kona pe taz ki wohi purani, slightly dented white traveller van khadi hai. uske upar ek sticker laga hai:
“CHALTE RAHO: jaane kaha le jaye zindagi”
andar se horn bajta hai – loud, annoying aur bilkul taz style.
"peep! peep!"
taz (driver seat se chilla ke):
"ae trip waalon! apne dard, tension aur shampoo bottle lekar aajao! van ready hai, driver mood me hai!"
cut to: zaheer ke ghar ka gate
shanu ek cute si sling bag pehne, chashma adjust karte huye arjun ko ghoorti hai jo bas ek haath me bottle aur dusre me phone leke "cool dude" banne ki koshish kar raha hai.
shanu (sarcastically):
"lagta hai tu trip pe nahi, ad shoot pe nikla hai…"
arjun (smirking):
"camera kaha hai fir? tumhari aankhon me?"
shanu:
"cheesy mat ho... van me baith aur jaldi chalu kar, nahi to ammu Asad ke sath selfie le legi hawa mahal ke samne."
ye line sunkar arjun ka chehra thoda sa tight ho jaata hai.
wo bottle ka lid twist karta hai, lekin aankhon me wohi silent fire.
cut to: ammu gate se nikalti hai – simple white kurti, dupatta loosely shoulder pe, jootiyan pehnte hue. asma uske piche-piche aa rahi hai.
zaheer (ammu se halki awaaz me):
"tu kuch zyada khush to nahi dikh rahi is trip ke liye?"
ammu (halka sa smile karke):
"acha lagta hai sheher dekhna… kuch logon ko samajhna…"
zaheer kuch bolta nahi. bas uske bag ka zip check karta hai.
cut to: van ke andar hustle bustle
arjun front seat pe baithne ki koshish karta hai lekin taz usse rok deta ha
taz: "arre arre arre… yeh seat reserved hai… driver ke ego ke liye."
asma aur shanu middle seat pe window ke pass ladh rahi hoti hai
asma: "mujhe chakkar aate hai andar bethne me!"
shanu: "mujhe chakkar aate hai tujhe sunke!"
asad late entry leta hai… white linen kurta me… “kaafi composed” look.
wo ammu ke paas jaane ki koshish karta hai lekin taz uske haath me chips ka packet thama deta hai.
taz: "yeh lo snacks… akele kha lena, humari ammu roze pe hai."
Asad(confuse)
Abhi konsa roza taz bhai
Taz(side glance)
Shaban ka roza
Asad(smirk)
Kuch bhi bolte ho taz bhai
Taz (whisper himself)
Bhag OCD ke...
Or van chal padti.... cut to: road shots – pink city ke narrow lanes, old buildings… window se hawa me udta dupatta, arjun ki aankhen rear mirror se ammu ko dekhti hai… ammu bilkul neutral.
asad ek do baar baat karne ki koshish karta hai – ammu sirf "hmm" ya "haan" me jawab deti hai.
taz background me remix bajata hai
"punjabi beat me… old rajasthani folk!"
sab hans padte hain.
arjun bas aankhon me ek mission leke baitha hai – “aaj ammu aur asad ki doori pakki”.
hawa mahal ke paas – late afternoon
sunlight thodi mellow ho chuki hai, hawa mahal ke peechhe ek narrow gali jahan tourist stalls lagi hui hain — ek side famous chaat wala thela, ek taraf pani puri stall jahan log line laga ke khade hain. thodi si hustle-bustle, thoda laughter, aur beech me apne jaipur gang — arjun, shanu, ammu, asad, taz, zaheer, asma.
sabke haath me chaat ke plates hain — dahi papdi, aloo tikki, moong dal pakodi, aur pani puri. sabke chehre khile hue hain. light wind me ammu ka dupatta udta hai, aur asad thoda awkwardly usse pakad ke deta hai.
asad (polite tone):
"tumhara dupatta… kahin ud jata to hawa mahal ke jharokhon me fans jata."
ammu (halke se muskura kar):
"shukriya…"
door khadi shanu yeh sab silently observe kar rahi hai. uske paas asma hai, jo apne golgappe me extra mirchi dalwa ke zindagi se lad rahi hai.
cut to: pani puri stall ke paas
taz ek haath me golgappa leke, dusre haath se chutney adjust karte hue mouth open karke ready hai — full attack mode me…
taz (self-talk):
Inka to kuch ho nahi sakta,sidha ammu ke nikaah ka khana hi khayega ab ye
bas jaise hi paani puri muh me daalne hi wala hota hai…
arjun peeche se aake uska collar pakadta hai
taz ka gola phans jaata hai
[b]"ghrrr… gurrr… abeyyyyy!"[/b]
[b][b]arjun (teeth clenched):[/b][/b]
"tu yeh khaane aaya hai kya behn ke takke?"
taz (golgappa haath me, aadha muh me):
"to aur kya karun? 2 din se koi plan nahi, koi naya chakkar nahi… bas dekhta jaa raha hoon tu kaise har baar haar raha hai!
arjun:
"abey kisne kaha plan nahi hai… main hoon na… aur plan bhi ready hai."
taz:
"acha… kya plan? koi love letter? ya ‘sawan me lag gayi aag’ style dance karega?"
arjun (nazdeek le jaa kar uske kaan me whisper karta hai
taz (eye wide open):
"abeyyyy! tu toh baap nikla! pura CID wala scene bana diya…"
Taz
acting seriously)Lekin yeh karega koun
Arjun Taz ko taraf dekh kar ek thank you wali smile karta hai,
Taz
rone jaise muh banate huye)Ohh main kyu, sab ulta sidha kaam mujhse kyu...
Arjun:
Dekh wese bhi to tere waste ho rahe hai, kisi ke kaam hi aa jayenge
Taz(full acting)
Ye kya baat Hui, humara humara nahi kya... Aage to kaam padega na
Arjun (orderly)
Tujhe to yeh karna hi hoga taz, chal beta very good mere sher...
Or wo taz ke hath me ek packet deta hai, jispe taz ek ajeeb sa muh banata hai... Or arjun aankho se use kehta hua chal chal very good...
arjun (dead serious):
"dekh… iss baar ammu ko asad se door rakhna hai. ye plan chal gaya toh next 24 ghante wo Ammu ke aas paas bhi nahi dikhega
taz (chewing last soggy puri, proud tone me):
"mere sher… ab maza aayega!"
cut to: group wide shot
shanu, ammu, asad, zaheer, asma — sab enjoy kar rahe hain, zaheer golgappa wale se argue kar raha hai
"bhaiya aur teekha dena, yeh kya bacchon wali mirchi daali hai?"
shanu (teasing smile ke sath):
Sweet logo ke liye itna hi kafi hai zaheer
arjun taz ko back me pat karta hai, dono ek dusre ko aankhon me aankh
mall food court – evening
hawa mahal ke outing ke baad sab log ek modern mall ke food court me aa gaye hain. crowd thoda kam hai, ac ki thandi hawa sabko sukoon de rahi hai. corner table par sab ke sab baithe hain — zaheer, asma, shanu, arjun, taz, asad, aur ammu. sabke haath me alag alag flavoured ice creams hain — chocolate chip, mango swirl, strawberry scoop, pista kulfi…
camera slow pan karta hai sabke faces pe — relaxed, smiling, thoda thaka hua vibe lekin bonding full strong.
taz sabse pehle comment karta hai:
taz (ek bada bite leke):
"main batata hoon sabse bekaar flavour kaun sa hai… yeh pista. na yeh green hai na tasty... Ekdm fraud
asma (nakhre se):
"tumhara mooh hi problem hai. pista classy log khaate hain, jo haldi nahi… elegance pasand karte hain."
taz:
Jo jyada khata hai pista uska kabhi nahi aata rishta...
sab hansi chhupa ke muskurate hain.
arjun thoda off side baitha hota hai, par uski aankhein ammu aur asad ke direction me hoti hain.
asad casually ammu se kuch pooch raha hota hai:
asad (soft tone me):
"tumhe kaunsa flavour pasand hai? agar guess karne du toh main kahunga… coffee walnut?"
ammu (light smile, nazar nahi milate):
"guess karna band karo… aur khud ka ice cream sambhlo."
asad thoda confuse hoke chup ho jaata hai. arjun ne sun liya hota hai.
arjun (taz ke ear me slowly):
"dekh… jab tak asad flavour guess karta rahega, tab tak main plan guess kar raha hoon… aur next hit tere upar hai."
taz:
"main ready hoon mere sher. bas bata kab acting start karni hai."
shanu side se overhear karti hai aur arjun ko aankhon se warning deti hai:
shanu (slow tone):
"drama karna hai toh kam se kam ice cream ke baad karo. varna tumhare kaan me ye cone ghusa dungi."
ARJUN
"haan haan… baba, bas dekh raha hoon…"
cut to: asma aur zaheer ka mini banter
asma:
"tumhe chocolate fudge pasand hai kyun? bachpan me bhi yehi lete the na?"
zaheer:
"bachpan me kya… abhi bhi le raha hoon. loyalty naam ki bhi cheez hoti hai. tum log toh mood ke saath flavours badal lete ho."
asma:
"aur tum toh mood ke saath baal cut kar lete ho. pichli baar mushroom banwa liya tha."
zaheer (defensive):
"wo barber ne bola tha korea style. mujhe kya pata tha kimchi ka cousin bana dega."
sab hansi nahi rok pate.
ammu finally ek soft glance arjun ki taraf karti hai lekin jaise hi arjun smile karne lagta hai, ammu fir se dusri taraf dekh leti hai.
[b][b]arjun ka smile wahi freeze ho jata hai… aur uski ice cream melt hone lagti hai.[/b][/b]
[b][b][b]arjun (whispering to himself):[/b][/b][/b]
"yeh bhi usi ki tarah… thoda naram, thoda thanda, par andar se melt kar dene wala."
taz (sun ke chillaata hai):
"abey kya poetry kar raha hai cone ke upar ? Pagal ho gaya kya...
Taz (looking at arjun)
Bhai ek baar or sochle kahi teri kulfi ki tarah meri kulfi bhi na pighalne lag jaye
Arjun (hardly)
Abey ek do baar se kuch nahi hota, chal chal shabash
scene fades with group laughter aur mall ke background music me soft beats baj rahe hote hain…
ice cream khatam ho chuki hai, sab halka relaxed ho chuke hain. sab apne apne phone check kar rahe hain, ya aankhon aankhon me masti chal rahi hai. usi beech taz table se uthta hai bina kuch bole — sab uski non-stop bakbak ke aadat se waaqif hain, to kisi ne kuch poocha bhi nahi.
taz quietly ek bag uthata hai — jisme uska personal towel aur spray hota hai — aur mall ke toilet ki taraf chala jaata hai.
cut to:
INT. MALL WASHROOM CORRIDOR – CONTINUOUS
arjun aur asad ek saath handwash area me aa jaate hain — ek awkward coincidence. dono ek dusre ko dekhta hai, fir wash basin ke samne parallel khade ho jaate hain.
moment bhar silence… sirf tap se girte paani ki awaaz.
asad (mirror me arjun ki aankhon me dekhte hue):
"tumhara ice cream melt ho gaya tha... aur tum fir bhi usse dekh rahe the."
Arjun
Kyu, usme kya hua... Tumhara ice cream pighalta to tum nahi dekhte kya
asad (towel uthate hue):
main ice cream se loyal hoon… flavours badalne wale logon jaisa nahi."
arjun (light smile ke saath):
"acha… toh tumhe lagta hai ki wo flavour badal degi?"
Asad( sarcastic)
Badalwa ke rahunga,
arjun (sarcasm bhare tone me):
"tumhe lagta hai tum vanilla ho, par real me tum villaina ho
asad (mirror se aankh nahi hatata):
"tumhare paas jokes hain, mere paas waqt hai… dekhte hain kis kaam aata hai."
Arjun use dekhte reh jata hai ki ise kahi kuchh maloom to nahi chal gaya... Or Asad handwash karke wapas chala jata hai group ke paas
MALL HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS
arjun aur asad opposite sides me nikal jaate hain, dono ka face calm… lekin andar se volcano.
ammu aur asma fir se backtrack karti hai table ki taraf… aur ammu aankh chhupa ke ek chhoti si smile fir se daba leti hai.
[b][b][b]scene fade hota hai… music background me bajta hai — ek halka sa mischievous theme.[/b][/b][/b]
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