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Update 54
Qureshi House – Sunday Morning – 10:48 AM
Ghar ka drawing room active tha — TV pe sports channel, background me soft commentary chal rahi thi. Breakfast ho chuka tha, lekin excitement ka khumaar utar nahi raha tha.
Zaheer phone me schedule check kar raha tha, remote uske haath me.
Shanu ek cushion godh me le kar sofa pe baithi thi, towel se baal ragar rahi thi — just washed.
Asma ne whiteboard pe likh diya tha:
“TODAY: FINAL – 6:00 PM – BE READY!”
Ammu kitchen se chai le kar aayi, lekin uske steps halki si udti hui thi. Uska dimaag kahi aur tha.
Shanu uski taraf dekh kar tease karte hue boli
Shanu
Abey Ammu, tu match ke liye excited hai ya kisi aur ke liye?
Ammu
(smiling lightly)
Main team ke liye hoon. Full support.
Ammu ne kitchen me jake phone uthaya — ek bar screen dekhi, fir thoda hesitation ke baad... call laga diya.
Contact: Arjun ?
Dialing...
Cut to: Jodhpur – Arjun’s hotel room – 10:50 AM
Arjun balcony me tha, towel se neck poch raha tha. Phone ring hua.
Usne dekha — Ammu Calling.
Halki si smile aayi.
Call receive kiya.
Split-screen format.
Arjun
Aaj Sunday hai… aur mujhe lag raha tha tu aaj mujhe bhool gayi hogi.
Ammu
Pagal hai kya?
Aaj toh main subah se bas time dekh rahi hoon... shaam ho hi nahi rahi.
Arjun
Toh intezaar hai?
Ammu
(in soft tone)
Haan... bahut zyada.
Aur thoda nervous bhi hoon... tere liye.
Arjun thoda rukta hai, phir dheere se kehta hai
Arjun
Main hoon na. Tere liye hi khelunga aaj...Jitunga bhi. Bas tu... dekhna band mat karna beech me.
Ammu
Kabhi nahi.
Aur haan… Good Luck.
Mere liye nahi… khud ke liye jeetna.
Main toh... already proud hoon.
Arjun ka gala halka sa bhar aata hai.
Usne phone thoda tight pakda.
Arjun
Tere ek sentence se poora match jeet jaaun main...
Aur kuch mat bol. Bas... waise hi dekhna jaise kal raat photo bhejne ke baad dekh rahi thi.
Ammu ki aankhon me sparkle aata hai
Ammu
Arjun!
Arjun
Kya? Sach bol raha hoon.
Tu us din black me thi, main aaj white me hoon. Balance bana rahe hain.
Dono hansi rokte hain.
Ek warm silence hota hai — jisme sirf dil ki dhadkan aur hawa ka sound hota hai.
Ammu
Jeet ke aana.
Arjun
Tujhse milne ka sabab chahiye. Jeetna zaroori hai.
Call cut.
Back to Qureshi House – Ammu’s POV
Ammu ne phone rakha.
Uske lips pe ek smile thi — aur aankhon me ek glow.
Shanu usse dekhte hi bola
Shanu
Ab mujhse sabr nahi hota,jaldi match shuru nahi hoga kya
Zaheer
Tum dono ka hi kuch karna padega... tab tak main projector check kar leta hoon.
Asma
Main popcorn ready rakhti hoon. Final hai boss!
Sab ghar ek naye excitement me aa chuka tha.
Lekin Ammu ke liye... match ka result toh baad me tha.
Uska hero already jeet chuka tha — uske dil me.
Sunday Noon – City Street Market – Priya’s Engagement Shopping
Narrow but colorful street bazaar. Shopkeepers ki cheekh-pukaar, dupatte hawa mein, mehendi aur bangle stalls ke beech se ladkiyon ka group ek tornado ki tarah guzarta hai.
Ammu golgappa kha rahi hoti hai, aankhon me paani
Mahi chudi stall me “ye set batao bhaiya, aur heavy kuch dikhao”
Shanu ek lace wali saree uthake hip par rakhke pose maar rahi hoti hai
Trisha ek street vendor ke sunglasses try kar ke Priya ko bolti hai
"Dulhan se zyada stylish guest lagungi main, sambhal ke shopping karna!"
Priya off-white lehenga try kar rahi hoti hai, aur sab uska mazak uda rahi hoti hain.
Shanu
Priya! Tu engagement ke liye dulhan ban rahi hai ya honeymoon ke liye trailer launch?
Priya
Bakwaas band karo!
Yeh simple hai, sabko pasand aayega.
Ammu
Simple? Iska blouse dekha hai?
Backless bhi aur sleeveless bhi... full AC feel de raha hai.
Trisha
Arre groom faint na ho jaye... pehle ambulance bula le.
Sab hansne lagti hain.
Cut to: Chudi stall
Priya ek haath me bangles try kar rahi hoti hai, dusre se phone me groom ka photo dekh rahi hoti hai.
Mahi
Bangles pehne se pehle bata — honeymoon ka location final kiya?
Priya
Bas... jo bhi private ho... aur horizontal ho.
Shanu
Matlab shopping se leke honeymoon tak sab horizontal hi chal raha hai?
Ammu
Isse na dulhan nahi, dominatrix dulhan bolna chahiye.
Double-meaning teasing ka full blast
Cut to: shoes store
Ammu
Of course! Shaadi ke baad Viraj toh tujhse chappal bhi puchh ke pehnega.
Mahi
Aur budget banana bhi Priya se puchh ke karega.
Chaat Corner
Sab golgappa aur pav bhaji kha rahi hoti hain. Ammu confidently bolti hai:
Ammu
Bhaiya ek golgappa aisa do… jo muh me jaate hi phat jaaye!
Shanu
Gol gappa ya… koi aur?
Priya
Mujhe kuch nahi sunna… main abhi bhi innocent bride hoon!
Mahi
Innocent? Tera honeymoon lingerie wishlist dekh ke Amazon confuse ho gaya tha…
Selfie moment
Sab scarf stall par ek dusre ke upar stole daal kar catwalk kar rahi hoti hain. Priya rukh jaati hai… aankhon me halka emotional moment.
Priya
Main miss karungi ye sab…
Shaadi ke baad shopping, masti… sab time ke peeche chala jaayega.
Shanu
Tension mat le… Tere dulhe ko hum sambhal lenge, tu sirf bold dulhan ban.
Trisha
Aur honeymoon ke pics bhejna… meme banane ke liye.
Scene: Qureshi House – 4 PM – After Shopping
Aangan ka gate khulta hai…
Shanu aur Ammu dono ek dusre ke kandhe se takrati hui andar aati hain shopping ke thakawat unke chehre pe likhi hoti hai, lekin aankhon mein ab bhi masti ki chamak hai.
Shanu
Mujhe lag raha hai meri taange ab kabhi wapas nahi uthengi.
Ammu
Mere pairon ka toh postmortem ho gaya hai… Priya ko dulhan se zyada hum log ready kar aaye hain!
Aangan ke kone se Asma aati hai, haathon mein steel ki tray, jisme teen cup garma-garam chai aur namkeen rakhke woh silently table par rakh deti hai.
Asma
Chai rakh di… sugar kam hai, jaise tum log pasand karti ho.
Shanu ek cup uthati hai, hothon tak le jaake sookh chuki saanson ko kuch life milti hai.
Shanu
Pehli baar lag raha hai chai meri dost hai… aur tu meri dushman nahi
Asma.
Asma thoda muskura deti hai, lekin zyada kuch bolti nahi — woh quietly andar chali jaati hai.
Ammu chai leke sofa par gir jaati hai, sir peeche tikakar halki si sigh leti hai.
Ammu
Kya time ho gaya hai?
Shanu mobile dekhti hai — aankhein khul jaati hain
Shanu
Ohhh… 4 baj gaye?! Arjun ka match toh 6 baje se hai na?
Ammu
Hmm... lekin abhi se taiyaar rehna padega. Final match hai baby… sab kuch perfect hona chahiye.
Shanu apne cup ka last sip leti hai, phir uthti hai.
Shanu
Main ghar jaake fresh ho ke aati hoon… tujhe uthaoongi 5 baje. So mat jaana zyada!
Ammu
Main sirf aankhein band karungi… sapna nahi dekhungi.Shanu nikal jaati hai… Ammu ek pal ke liye chup ho jaati hai.Chai ka cup table pe rakhke woh apne room ki taraf chali jaati hai — har step pe thakawat, lekin andar ek excitement ke bijli si ghoom rahi hoti hai…
Ammu’s Nap & Her Dream
Ammu apne kamre mein jaake khidki se thoda sa light andar aane deti hai…
Room mein halki halki dhoop ki rekha bikhri hoti hai… aur woh bina kapde badle, shopping waale kurti aur palazzo mein hi bed pe let jaati hai…
Uski aankhon mein thakan toh hoti hai, lekin mann kahin aur jaa chuka hota hai…
Aankhein band hoti hain…
Dream Begins —
White jersey mein Arjun… full match gear mein… lekin koi stadium nahi, koi crowd nahi…
Sirf woh aur Ammu ek open ground mein hote hain.
Ammu bench pe baithi hoti hai, breeze uske baalon mein uljhi hoti hai. Arjun ball leke aata hai…
Side mein ruk kar uski taraf dekhta hai… aankhon mein woh cheeky sa arrogance, jaisa sirf Arjun ke paas hota hai.
Arjun
Ammu…Aaj ke match ka reward fix hai na?
Ammu sharma jaati hai… aankhon se haan keh deti hai.
Phir Arjun suddenly uske paas aake bench ke bilkul samne baith jaata hai.
Woh Ammu ke ghutnon par dono haath rakhkar uski taraf dekhta hai
Arjun
Toh pehle jeet lunga…Fir tumhe le jaunga… kahin door… ek proper date pe. Koi rokne wala nahi.
Ammu ki saans ruk jaati hai… Arjun uska haath pakadta hai…
Aur halki si khinch ke usse apne kareeb kar leta hai.
Unka chehra sirf inches door hota hai…
Arjun
Deal?Ammu kuch bolti nahi… sirf aankhon mein yes kehti hai.
Dream ends —
Suddenly Ammu ki aankh khulti hai…
Clock: 5:30 PM
Chehra thoda sa flushed hota hai… aankhon mein woh dreamy glow…
Woh uthti hai… or samne shanu ko betha dekhti hai...
Shanu
Uth meri maa... kumbhkaran ki aulad... time dekh
Ammu smile karke shanu ko dekhti hai or bolti hai
Ammu
Dono bhai behen sapne me bhi pichha nahi chhodte
Shanu use hatho se pakad kar jhatke se utha deti hai or ammu hosh me aati hai
Ammu
Kya hua... shanu kya hua...
Shanu
Time dekhe bas aadha ghanta bacha hai match mein, kabse utha rahi thi tujhe... chal ab jaldi kar
Ammu ghabra kar uthti hai, or phone me time chek karti hai or fir apna duppata leke fresh hoke aati hai or apne baal bandh kar kitchen ki taraf badh jati hai, ek side wo chai banane ke liye rakhti hai or dusre burner par ek cooker chadha hota hai jismein mirch masala daal rahi hoti hai... Uski nazar baar baar ghadi par jati hai or shanu bhi uski help karne kitchen me aa jati hai... Dono fast forward me kaam karke 5:55 tak almost sab khana ready kar leti hai, or dono sabko chai serve karti hai or tv ke samne beth jati hai
Arjun’s POV – Inside the Dressing Room, Just Before the Final
Locker room ke andar ek ajeeb si energy thi.
Team mates apna apna gear check kar rahe the, coach last-minute strategy samjha raha tha, aur har taraf match-day tension ki khushboo thi — uss typical nervous silence ke saath jo sirf bade matches ke pehle hoti hai.
Arjun apne wristband pehna raha tha…
Uska focus game pe tha, par uska mann abhi bhi kal raat waale black shrug selfie ke aas-paas mandra raha tha.
Uss selfie ne uske andar kuch ignite kar diya tha… jaise koi fire starter.
Aaj kuch zyada hi sharp tha uska zone.
Aur Arjun phone dekhkar ek second ke liye khud pe smile karta hai — ek confident, slightly wild Arjun smile.
Fir turning to locker, apne haath ke bandage tight karta hai.
Arjun
Let’s finish this. The right way.
Scene ends with the team walking out of the dressing room toward the field
[b]The Final Match Begins — Broadcast Commentary + Intercut Reactions
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[Camera fades in from the buzzing crowd ambience — aerial shot of the stadium, then cuts to the field. Bright lights. Evening glow. Jodhpur stadium is packed.]
Commentary Room — 6:30 PM
Commentator 1 (Rajeev)
Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen — it’s the FINAL showdown! Two undefeated teams… one trophy… one glory night. This is what the tournament has been building toward.
Commentator 2 (Siddharth)
And all eyes are on that man… number 7… Arjun Singh. Star midfielder. Fierce. Fast. And today, he walks out like a storm.
[Camera zooms in: Arjun steps onto the pitch, eyes locked ahead, veins taut, jaw set. His captain pats his back. The crowd roars.]
[Cut to: Zaheer’s house — projector room]
Azhar
Shuru ho gaya! Sab chup ho jao ab!
[Everyone — Shanu, Ammu, Zaheer, and Azhar — gathered on mattresses. Snacks, chai, cushions. Ammu clutching a soft pillow in her lap, anxiety in her eyes.]
Shanu (softly to Ammu)
Look at your hero walk…
Ammu
Bas bol mat abhi… dil already race laga raha hai.
[Back to commentary — whistle blows]
Commentator 1
And here… we… GO!
[Fast-paced match edit begins — the first 15 minutes]
— Kick-off
— Arjun receives first ball, fakes right, cuts left, and sprints.
— Opponent tries to block but he outmaneuvers with a low pass.
— Crowd erupts. Even commentary goes breathless.
Commentator 2
OH WHAT A MOVE! That’s Singh magic!
[Cut to: Zaheer’s house again]
Zaheer (clapping loud)
Wahi toh kehta hoon, paida hi ground pe hua hai yeh banda!
Ammu(smirking)
Toh cricket ke pitch pe kyun nahi hua fir?
Shanu
Naughty mode on, haan?
[Match continues — team coordination tightens, captain yells from the backline]
Commentator 1
He’s not just fast, he’s thinking ten steps ahead. Look at him orchestrate — number 7 is in his element tonight.
[Montage – Arjun dives, blocks, sprints, intercepts passes — sweat on brow, focus unwavering]
[Final moment of the first half]
— Free kick milti hai.
— Arjun sets up near the goalpost edge.
— Silence in the stadium.
— He runs, strikes…
— Ball curves high… dips…
GOALLLLLLLLLL!
Commentator 2
GOAL GOAL GOAL!! ARJUN SINGH!! THAT'S A SCREAMER!!
[Crowd stands up, shouting. His teammates jump over him, pile on in celebration.]
[Cut to Zaheer’s house]
Azhar
Mar diya isne!
Ammu (audibly gasps, covering mouth, eyes wide and shining)
Shanu (whisper)
Bas... ab tu shaadi karle isse. Abhi yahin!
[Ammu smiles, silent… but her hand brushes the pillow tighter — heart full, eyes only on him.]
Commentary fades…
Commentator 1
Halftime… and what a half it’s been. Arjun Singh delivering pure poetry on the pitch.
Qureshi House – Sunday Morning – 10:48 AM
Ghar ka drawing room active tha — TV pe sports channel, background me soft commentary chal rahi thi. Breakfast ho chuka tha, lekin excitement ka khumaar utar nahi raha tha.
Zaheer phone me schedule check kar raha tha, remote uske haath me.
Shanu ek cushion godh me le kar sofa pe baithi thi, towel se baal ragar rahi thi — just washed.
Asma ne whiteboard pe likh diya tha:
“TODAY: FINAL – 6:00 PM – BE READY!”
Ammu kitchen se chai le kar aayi, lekin uske steps halki si udti hui thi. Uska dimaag kahi aur tha.
Shanu uski taraf dekh kar tease karte hue boli
Shanu
Abey Ammu, tu match ke liye excited hai ya kisi aur ke liye?
Ammu
(smiling lightly)
Main team ke liye hoon. Full support.
Ammu ne kitchen me jake phone uthaya — ek bar screen dekhi, fir thoda hesitation ke baad... call laga diya.
Contact: Arjun ?
Dialing...
Cut to: Jodhpur – Arjun’s hotel room – 10:50 AM
Arjun balcony me tha, towel se neck poch raha tha. Phone ring hua.
Usne dekha — Ammu Calling.
Halki si smile aayi.
Call receive kiya.
Split-screen format.
Arjun
Aaj Sunday hai… aur mujhe lag raha tha tu aaj mujhe bhool gayi hogi.
Ammu
Pagal hai kya?
Aaj toh main subah se bas time dekh rahi hoon... shaam ho hi nahi rahi.
Arjun
Toh intezaar hai?
Ammu
(in soft tone)
Haan... bahut zyada.
Aur thoda nervous bhi hoon... tere liye.
Arjun thoda rukta hai, phir dheere se kehta hai
Arjun
Main hoon na. Tere liye hi khelunga aaj...Jitunga bhi. Bas tu... dekhna band mat karna beech me.
Ammu
Kabhi nahi.
Aur haan… Good Luck.
Mere liye nahi… khud ke liye jeetna.
Main toh... already proud hoon.
Arjun ka gala halka sa bhar aata hai.
Usne phone thoda tight pakda.
Arjun
Tere ek sentence se poora match jeet jaaun main...
Aur kuch mat bol. Bas... waise hi dekhna jaise kal raat photo bhejne ke baad dekh rahi thi.
Ammu ki aankhon me sparkle aata hai
Ammu
Arjun!
Arjun
Kya? Sach bol raha hoon.
Tu us din black me thi, main aaj white me hoon. Balance bana rahe hain.
Dono hansi rokte hain.
Ek warm silence hota hai — jisme sirf dil ki dhadkan aur hawa ka sound hota hai.
Ammu
Jeet ke aana.
Arjun
Tujhse milne ka sabab chahiye. Jeetna zaroori hai.
Call cut.
Back to Qureshi House – Ammu’s POV
Ammu ne phone rakha.
Uske lips pe ek smile thi — aur aankhon me ek glow.
Shanu usse dekhte hi bola
Shanu
Ab mujhse sabr nahi hota,jaldi match shuru nahi hoga kya
Zaheer
Tum dono ka hi kuch karna padega... tab tak main projector check kar leta hoon.
Asma
Main popcorn ready rakhti hoon. Final hai boss!
Sab ghar ek naye excitement me aa chuka tha.
Lekin Ammu ke liye... match ka result toh baad me tha.
Uska hero already jeet chuka tha — uske dil me.
Sunday Noon – City Street Market – Priya’s Engagement Shopping
Narrow but colorful street bazaar. Shopkeepers ki cheekh-pukaar, dupatte hawa mein, mehendi aur bangle stalls ke beech se ladkiyon ka group ek tornado ki tarah guzarta hai.
Ammu golgappa kha rahi hoti hai, aankhon me paani
Mahi chudi stall me “ye set batao bhaiya, aur heavy kuch dikhao”
Shanu ek lace wali saree uthake hip par rakhke pose maar rahi hoti hai
Trisha ek street vendor ke sunglasses try kar ke Priya ko bolti hai
"Dulhan se zyada stylish guest lagungi main, sambhal ke shopping karna!"
Priya off-white lehenga try kar rahi hoti hai, aur sab uska mazak uda rahi hoti hain.
Shanu
Priya! Tu engagement ke liye dulhan ban rahi hai ya honeymoon ke liye trailer launch?
Priya
Bakwaas band karo!
Yeh simple hai, sabko pasand aayega.
Ammu
Simple? Iska blouse dekha hai?
Backless bhi aur sleeveless bhi... full AC feel de raha hai.
Trisha
Arre groom faint na ho jaye... pehle ambulance bula le.
Sab hansne lagti hain.
Cut to: Chudi stall
Priya ek haath me bangles try kar rahi hoti hai, dusre se phone me groom ka photo dekh rahi hoti hai.
Mahi
Bangles pehne se pehle bata — honeymoon ka location final kiya?
Priya
Bas... jo bhi private ho... aur horizontal ho.
Shanu
Matlab shopping se leke honeymoon tak sab horizontal hi chal raha hai?
Ammu
Isse na dulhan nahi, dominatrix dulhan bolna chahiye.
Double-meaning teasing ka full blast
Cut to: shoes store
Ammu
Of course! Shaadi ke baad Viraj toh tujhse chappal bhi puchh ke pehnega.
Mahi
Aur budget banana bhi Priya se puchh ke karega.
Chaat Corner
Sab golgappa aur pav bhaji kha rahi hoti hain. Ammu confidently bolti hai:
Ammu
Bhaiya ek golgappa aisa do… jo muh me jaate hi phat jaaye!
Shanu
Gol gappa ya… koi aur?
Priya
Mujhe kuch nahi sunna… main abhi bhi innocent bride hoon!
Mahi
Innocent? Tera honeymoon lingerie wishlist dekh ke Amazon confuse ho gaya tha…
Selfie moment
Sab scarf stall par ek dusre ke upar stole daal kar catwalk kar rahi hoti hain. Priya rukh jaati hai… aankhon me halka emotional moment.
Priya
Main miss karungi ye sab…
Shaadi ke baad shopping, masti… sab time ke peeche chala jaayega.
Shanu
Tension mat le… Tere dulhe ko hum sambhal lenge, tu sirf bold dulhan ban.
Trisha
Aur honeymoon ke pics bhejna… meme banane ke liye.
Scene: Qureshi House – 4 PM – After Shopping
Aangan ka gate khulta hai…
Shanu aur Ammu dono ek dusre ke kandhe se takrati hui andar aati hain shopping ke thakawat unke chehre pe likhi hoti hai, lekin aankhon mein ab bhi masti ki chamak hai.
Shanu
Mujhe lag raha hai meri taange ab kabhi wapas nahi uthengi.
Ammu
Mere pairon ka toh postmortem ho gaya hai… Priya ko dulhan se zyada hum log ready kar aaye hain!
Aangan ke kone se Asma aati hai, haathon mein steel ki tray, jisme teen cup garma-garam chai aur namkeen rakhke woh silently table par rakh deti hai.
Asma
Chai rakh di… sugar kam hai, jaise tum log pasand karti ho.
Shanu ek cup uthati hai, hothon tak le jaake sookh chuki saanson ko kuch life milti hai.
Shanu
Pehli baar lag raha hai chai meri dost hai… aur tu meri dushman nahi
Asma.
Asma thoda muskura deti hai, lekin zyada kuch bolti nahi — woh quietly andar chali jaati hai.
Ammu chai leke sofa par gir jaati hai, sir peeche tikakar halki si sigh leti hai.
Ammu
Kya time ho gaya hai?
Shanu mobile dekhti hai — aankhein khul jaati hain
Shanu
Ohhh… 4 baj gaye?! Arjun ka match toh 6 baje se hai na?
Ammu
Hmm... lekin abhi se taiyaar rehna padega. Final match hai baby… sab kuch perfect hona chahiye.
Shanu apne cup ka last sip leti hai, phir uthti hai.
Shanu
Main ghar jaake fresh ho ke aati hoon… tujhe uthaoongi 5 baje. So mat jaana zyada!
Ammu
Main sirf aankhein band karungi… sapna nahi dekhungi.Shanu nikal jaati hai… Ammu ek pal ke liye chup ho jaati hai.Chai ka cup table pe rakhke woh apne room ki taraf chali jaati hai — har step pe thakawat, lekin andar ek excitement ke bijli si ghoom rahi hoti hai…
Ammu’s Nap & Her Dream
Ammu apne kamre mein jaake khidki se thoda sa light andar aane deti hai…
Room mein halki halki dhoop ki rekha bikhri hoti hai… aur woh bina kapde badle, shopping waale kurti aur palazzo mein hi bed pe let jaati hai…
Uski aankhon mein thakan toh hoti hai, lekin mann kahin aur jaa chuka hota hai…
Aankhein band hoti hain…
Dream Begins —
White jersey mein Arjun… full match gear mein… lekin koi stadium nahi, koi crowd nahi…
Sirf woh aur Ammu ek open ground mein hote hain.
Ammu bench pe baithi hoti hai, breeze uske baalon mein uljhi hoti hai. Arjun ball leke aata hai…
Side mein ruk kar uski taraf dekhta hai… aankhon mein woh cheeky sa arrogance, jaisa sirf Arjun ke paas hota hai.
Arjun
Ammu…Aaj ke match ka reward fix hai na?
Ammu sharma jaati hai… aankhon se haan keh deti hai.
Phir Arjun suddenly uske paas aake bench ke bilkul samne baith jaata hai.
Woh Ammu ke ghutnon par dono haath rakhkar uski taraf dekhta hai
Arjun
Toh pehle jeet lunga…Fir tumhe le jaunga… kahin door… ek proper date pe. Koi rokne wala nahi.
Ammu ki saans ruk jaati hai… Arjun uska haath pakadta hai…
Aur halki si khinch ke usse apne kareeb kar leta hai.
Unka chehra sirf inches door hota hai…
Arjun
Deal?Ammu kuch bolti nahi… sirf aankhon mein yes kehti hai.
Dream ends —
Suddenly Ammu ki aankh khulti hai…
Clock: 5:30 PM
Chehra thoda sa flushed hota hai… aankhon mein woh dreamy glow…
Woh uthti hai… or samne shanu ko betha dekhti hai...
Shanu
Uth meri maa... kumbhkaran ki aulad... time dekh
Ammu smile karke shanu ko dekhti hai or bolti hai
Ammu
Dono bhai behen sapne me bhi pichha nahi chhodte
Shanu use hatho se pakad kar jhatke se utha deti hai or ammu hosh me aati hai
Ammu
Kya hua... shanu kya hua...
Shanu
Time dekhe bas aadha ghanta bacha hai match mein, kabse utha rahi thi tujhe... chal ab jaldi kar
Ammu ghabra kar uthti hai, or phone me time chek karti hai or fir apna duppata leke fresh hoke aati hai or apne baal bandh kar kitchen ki taraf badh jati hai, ek side wo chai banane ke liye rakhti hai or dusre burner par ek cooker chadha hota hai jismein mirch masala daal rahi hoti hai... Uski nazar baar baar ghadi par jati hai or shanu bhi uski help karne kitchen me aa jati hai... Dono fast forward me kaam karke 5:55 tak almost sab khana ready kar leti hai, or dono sabko chai serve karti hai or tv ke samne beth jati hai
Arjun’s POV – Inside the Dressing Room, Just Before the Final
Locker room ke andar ek ajeeb si energy thi.
Team mates apna apna gear check kar rahe the, coach last-minute strategy samjha raha tha, aur har taraf match-day tension ki khushboo thi — uss typical nervous silence ke saath jo sirf bade matches ke pehle hoti hai.
Arjun apne wristband pehna raha tha…
Uska focus game pe tha, par uska mann abhi bhi kal raat waale black shrug selfie ke aas-paas mandra raha tha.
Uss selfie ne uske andar kuch ignite kar diya tha… jaise koi fire starter.
Aaj kuch zyada hi sharp tha uska zone.
Aur Arjun phone dekhkar ek second ke liye khud pe smile karta hai — ek confident, slightly wild Arjun smile.
Fir turning to locker, apne haath ke bandage tight karta hai.
Arjun
Let’s finish this. The right way.
Scene ends with the team walking out of the dressing room toward the field
[b]The Final Match Begins — Broadcast Commentary + Intercut Reactions
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[Camera fades in from the buzzing crowd ambience — aerial shot of the stadium, then cuts to the field. Bright lights. Evening glow. Jodhpur stadium is packed.]
Commentary Room — 6:30 PM
Commentator 1 (Rajeev)
Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen — it’s the FINAL showdown! Two undefeated teams… one trophy… one glory night. This is what the tournament has been building toward.
Commentator 2 (Siddharth)
And all eyes are on that man… number 7… Arjun Singh. Star midfielder. Fierce. Fast. And today, he walks out like a storm.
[Camera zooms in: Arjun steps onto the pitch, eyes locked ahead, veins taut, jaw set. His captain pats his back. The crowd roars.]
[Cut to: Zaheer’s house — projector room]
Azhar
Shuru ho gaya! Sab chup ho jao ab!
[Everyone — Shanu, Ammu, Zaheer, and Azhar — gathered on mattresses. Snacks, chai, cushions. Ammu clutching a soft pillow in her lap, anxiety in her eyes.]
Shanu (softly to Ammu)
Look at your hero walk…
Ammu
Bas bol mat abhi… dil already race laga raha hai.
[Back to commentary — whistle blows]
Commentator 1
And here… we… GO!
[Fast-paced match edit begins — the first 15 minutes]
— Kick-off
— Arjun receives first ball, fakes right, cuts left, and sprints.
— Opponent tries to block but he outmaneuvers with a low pass.
— Crowd erupts. Even commentary goes breathless.
Commentator 2
OH WHAT A MOVE! That’s Singh magic!
[Cut to: Zaheer’s house again]
Zaheer (clapping loud)
Wahi toh kehta hoon, paida hi ground pe hua hai yeh banda!
Ammu(smirking)
Toh cricket ke pitch pe kyun nahi hua fir?
Shanu
Naughty mode on, haan?
[Match continues — team coordination tightens, captain yells from the backline]
Commentator 1
He’s not just fast, he’s thinking ten steps ahead. Look at him orchestrate — number 7 is in his element tonight.
[Montage – Arjun dives, blocks, sprints, intercepts passes — sweat on brow, focus unwavering]
[Final moment of the first half]
— Free kick milti hai.
— Arjun sets up near the goalpost edge.
— Silence in the stadium.
— He runs, strikes…
— Ball curves high… dips…
GOALLLLLLLLLL!
Commentator 2
GOAL GOAL GOAL!! ARJUN SINGH!! THAT'S A SCREAMER!!
[Crowd stands up, shouting. His teammates jump over him, pile on in celebration.]
[Cut to Zaheer’s house]
Azhar
Mar diya isne!
Ammu (audibly gasps, covering mouth, eyes wide and shining)
Shanu (whisper)
Bas... ab tu shaadi karle isse. Abhi yahin!
[Ammu smiles, silent… but her hand brushes the pillow tighter — heart full, eyes only on him.]
Commentary fades…
Commentator 1
Halftime… and what a half it’s been. Arjun Singh delivering pure poetry on the pitch.
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