ARJUN vs ZAHEER

[Greenwood]

Update 58

Next Morning Scene

Subah ka pehla ujala abhi thoda thoda kamre ke pardon se chhalak raha tha…

Kamre ki roshni ab bhi dim thi… lekin itni zaroor ki us soft si roshni me Ammu ka chehra safed takiye par aur bhi zyada narm aur khilta hua lag raha tha.

Uske kandhe par sirf ek blanket tha… baaki pura badan ab bhi undergarments me tha — wahi set jo usne kal raat Arjun ke liye pehna tha.

Wo blanket ke andar thoda si hilli… neend se jaagne wali wo pehli si khumari abhi uski aankhon me thi.

Ammu ne aankh khol kar apne aas paas dekha…

Bed pe ek side khaali thi.

Arjun chala gaya tha.

Uske lips par ek halki si smile aayi… jaise kisi khwab ne sach hone ke baad use subah me bhi chhed diya ho.

Usne apni aankhon ko haathon se halka sa chhupa liya… fir khud se hi sharma ke muskara di.

Woh blanket ko thoda sa tightly apne shoulder par lapet kar baithi, aur fir dheere se bed se niche utri.

Pehle ek baar khidki ke paas jaake bahar jhaankti hai… phir almari se apne kapde nikaalti hai.

Ammu (apne aap se dheere se, aankhon me sharam bhari muskaan ke saath)

Pagal hai ye ladka…

Phir wo kapde le kar washroom me chali jaati hai.

Cut to: Washroom

Shower chal raha hai… paani ki dhaar uske balon se le kar gardan, kandho tak behti hai.

Ammu apni aankhon band kar leti hai… aur tabhi, kal raat ke lamhe uske zehen me baandh jaate hai.

Arjun ka woh pehli baar nazar bhar ke dekhna…

Uska thoda emotional ho kar shawl lapet dena…

Uske baad woh lamha jab woh dono ek dusre se chipak kar cuddle kiya tha…

Arjun ke haath uski kamar par…

Uska uske baalon me se hoton tak jhukna… aur cuddle ke doran hi arjun ki wo tikhi or sakht chiz ka Ammu ke ass par pressure dalna... Ammu pehli baar is nashe me thi or is nashe ne use jakad liya tha, shower ki hajaro boondo ke bich ek boond aisi thi jisne Ammu ko ek naya ehsaas de diya tha or uske muh se ek sigh nikal chuki thi, uske gaal ab or laal ho chuke they arjun ke naam ki boondein use lutf ke sath sath beintehaa blushing or sharm bhi de rahi thi

Aur phir, ek raat bhar ka narm, nasha bhara saath.

Ammu ki aankhon ke kone se ek sharmaayi hui muskaan phir nikal aayi.

Usne apne honth thoda chupa liye… lekin cheeks laal ho chuke the.

Ammu (andar hi andar)

Main pagal ho gayi hoon…

Par ye paagalpan… sach me meri zindagi ban gaya hai.

Camera dheere se uski gardan se paani ki dharon par zoom karta hai…

Uske haath jo apne baalon se paani nikaal rahe hote hai…

Aur uske chehre par woh naughty si sharmaayi smile, jo sirf kisi ladki ko tab aati hai… jab usne raat bhar sirf pyar mehsoos kiya ho, sirf izzat, sirf belonging.

Scene fade out with soft instrumental score.

[b]Arjun’s House – Subah ka Mahol[/b]

Ghar me abhi bhi kal raat wale jashn ki khushbu baaki thi…

Balloon ke kuch tukde, mithaiyon ki khali platein, aur ek taraf rakhe fresh flowers jo mohalla wale kal laaye the — sab abhi bhi uss raat ko yaad dila rahe the.

Drawing room me Madhu aur Pratap subah-subah pocha aur saman theek karwa rahe the. Madhu ek tray me chai ke cups le kar aayi, jabki Pratap kuch chairs wapas andar rakhwa rahe the. Dono thode tired dikh rahe the, lekin aankhon me ek sukoon tha.

Tabhi Arjun hall ke kone se nikalta hai — freshly showered, white kurta aur denims me, baalon me halka se gel lagaye… lekin aankhon me kuch narmi thi, kuch nayi si shanti.

Pratap (Arjun ko dekhte hi, halki si hansi rok kar)

Lo, sahab aaye bhi. Socha tha final match ke baad to ek hafte tak nazar nahi aayenge.

Madhu (uski taraf pyar se dekhte hue)

Itni jaldi uth gaya?

Arjun (thoda sa neck scratch karta hua, casual banne ki koshish me)

Woh… bas ho gaya …

Madhu (Arjun ko chai dete hue, softly)

Aaj teri chai me adrak bhi dala hai… waise hi jaise tujhe pasand hai.

Arjun (madhu ki taraf dekhkar, genuinely)

Thanks maa…

Pause.

Phir ek chhoti si silence hoti hai… Arjun chai ki chuski le raha hota hai, lekin Madhu usse dekhti rehti hai. Pratap fir se chair uthata hai, lekin ruk jaata hai.

Pratap

Arjun…

Arjun (dekhta hai unki taraf)

Pratap

beta, aaj tujh par bahut proud feel ho raha hai... Kabhi tujhe galat samjha ya galat keh diya ho to maaf kar dena

Arjun ki aankhen kuh kehna chahti hain… lekin lafz nahi milte.

Wo bas halka sa jhuk kar sir hila deta hai. Madhu uske balon me haath pher deti hai — ek maa ka ashirwad jaisa soft touch.

Madhu (muskurate hue, aankhon me thoda emotion)

abse tu jaisa bole beta, hum tera saath denge

Camera zooms out slowly.

Background me ek light instrumental score bajta hai.

Arjun apne cup se ek aur chuski leta hai… aankhon me ek relief… ek nayi shuruaat ki ahat…

Scene fades.

College Campus – Do Din Baad Arjun Ke Final Match Ke

Din dhoopdaar tha, lekin college ka har kona Arjun ke naam se chamak raha tha. Notice board pe uski match ki photo lagayi gayi thi — trophy uthaye hue, poori team ke saath. Students pass hote hue usi photo ke samne rukte, uski performance ke clips phone me dikhate.

Zaheer ne college ke main gate se andar kadam rakhe hi the, ke ek ladka aur ladki uske pass se nikalte hue baat karte sunai diye:

Ladka

Bhai uske final ke rally shots… insane yaar. Pure court ka king tha Arjun.

Ladki

Aur sirf game nahi… uska attitude, confidence. I mean… ekdum real sportsman lag raha tha.

Zaheer ne unki taraf casually dekha, fir aankhon se nazar hata li.

College canteen ke pass se guzra to wahan bhi wahi haal. Kuch juniors table pe baith kar clips repeat kar rahe the.

Ek junior

Bhai Arjun bhai ne live stream to tod di. Unki har rally rewind pe bhi maza deti hai.

Dusra

Aur usne final ke baad jo speech diya na… uff… total goosebumps.

Zaheer ka chehra thoda stiff hone laga tha… wo canteen se nikal gaya.

Campus ke corridor me chalk karte hue usne dekha ki ek teacher bhi kisi student se keh rahi thi:

Teacher

Arjun ka dedication dekh ke mujhe yakeen ho gaya, ki agar kisi me jazba ho to wo kisike bhi standards cross kar sakta hai.

Student

Yes ma’am. Actually wo to legend ban gaya hai college ka.

Zaheer ki ungliyon ki grip uski notebook pe tight hone lagi thi. Har mod pe, har jhunde me, har discussion me ek hi naam — Arjun.

Uska mann bhar gaya tha. Wo bina kisi se kuch kahe, chhup chhup ke chalne laga…

College ke peechhe ek chhoti si unused staircase thi, jahan kabhi kabhi log group study karne aate the, ya bas silence enjoy karne.

Zaheer wahan jaa baitha. Aas paas koi nahi tha. Bas door se birds chirping ki awaaz, aur kahin se canteen ka soft music aa raha tha.

Zaheer ne aankhon ko band kiya… aur peeth di diwar se lagayi.

Usne apne bag se ek chhoti bottle nikali — paani ki — aur usme se ek sip le kar wapas aankhen band kar li. Ek thandi si hawa uske chehre se takraayi

[b]College Canteen[/b]

Lunch break ka waqt tha. Canteen usually iss waqt full hoti thi, magar aaj kuch alag hi buzz tha. Har table par bas ek hi discussion — Arjun ka final match, uski winning serve, aur uska killer attitude.

Canteen ke entrance pe Shanu khadi thi, aankhon me mischievous smile. Usne whisper kiya

"He’s coming. Be ready."

Jab tak Arjun ne canteen ke door se kadam andar rakha,

poori canteen ekdum silence me chali gayi.

Ek pal ke liye Arjun ko laga, kuch galat ho gaya hai… lekin

agli hi second me —

Poore hall me zor zor se clapping goonj uthi.

Sab log khade ho gaye — juniors, seniors, even kuch staff.

"Arjun! Arjun! Arjun!"

Naam goonj raha tha,

jaise koi celebrity aaya ho.

Taz table ke upar chadh gaya aur apni sporty awaaz me chillaya:

Taz

Yeh hai hamara champ! Christiano arjun !

Sab phir se cheer karne lage, kuch log phone se recording bhi kar rahe the.

Arjun thoda hichkichaya, lekin fir ek modest si smile ke saath andar chala gaya. Usne sab ko salute kiya, haath jod kar thank you bola.

Jab wo Shanu ke paas pahucha,

Shanu ne use ek chocolate trophy di, chhoti si fun gift:

Shanu

Yeh teri sabse badi jeet ka sabse childish award.

Arjun ne hans kar trophy le li… aur uska chehra halki si emotional smile me badal gaya. Uske liye yeh sirf match nahi tha — yeh uski poori journey ki pehli legit swikriti thi.

Usne nazar uthakar dekha —

door corner me Ammu khadi thi,

bina kuch bole sirf usse dekh rahi thi…

ek aankh ki jhalak me itna kuch keh diya jaise keh rahi ho

"You deserved this… and more."

Scene slow motion me freeze hota hai, claps background me goonjti rehti hain.

College Canteen, Arjun’s Table

Sab log Arjun ka welcome karne ke baad apne apne group me wapas busy ho gaye. Cheers se bhara canteen ab phir se normal rhythm me aa gaya tha, lekin kuch nazarien ab bhi Arjun par tikki hui thi.

Arjun ne ek kone ki table chuni, thoda shant, thoda comfortable. Uske haath me ab bhi wo chhoti si chocolate trophy thi jo Shanu ne di thi. Usne usse table par rakha, ek halki si smile ke saath — jaise kisi prized medal ko sambhal raha ho.

Tabhi…

Ammu us taraf badhti hai. Dheere se us table ke saamne aayi, ek pal ke liye Arjun ki aankhon me dekha, fir uske opposite ki seat par baith gayi… bina kuch kahe.

Arjun ne ek eyebrow raise kiya, halki si teasing expression ke saath:

Arjun

Aaj bina invitation ke?

Ammu halka sa jhuk ke muskurayi, lekin aankhon me wo confident spark tha.

Ammu

Tera reward tujhe de chuki hoon. Ab thoda sa time bhi toh deserve karti hoon…

Arjun ki aankhon me shok aur khushi ka mix ek pal ke liye chamka. Usne coffee ka cup uthaya, sip liya, aur aankhon se jawab diya —

"Har second tera."

Do chairs door, Shanu table ki taraf badh rahi thi.

Usne dekha Ammu already Arjun ke saamne baithi hai. Arjun ka body language relaxed tha, lekin sirf Ammu ke saamne.

Shanu ka kadam thoda sa ruka… fir uske chehre pe ek soft smile aayi.

Bina kuch kahe usne rasta change kar diya… aur jaane anjaane aankhon se Zaheer ko talashne lagi.

Lekin Zaheer canteen me nahi dikh raha tha.Na apni usual jagah pe, na crowd ke beech.

Shanu thoda sa uneasy si ho gayi.

Usne phone nikala, ek message type kiya —

"Kaha ho tu?"

Phir screen band karke apne bag me daal diya.

Camera meanwhile Arjun aur Ammu ke table par wapas zoom karta hai — jahan dono ki aankhon ke beech ek silent conversation chal rahi hoti hai.[b]Pyaar, comfort, aur ek shared memory jo sirf dono jaante the.[/b]

[b][b]College corridor, afternoon break.[/b][/b]

Ammu water cooler se bottle bhar rahi hoti hai, tabhi Arjun uske piche aake halki si awaaz me bolta hai:

Arjun

Thak gayi?

Ammu ne bottle ki cap band karte hue ek baar uski taraf dekha, aankhon me thoda alert aur thoda blush tha.

Ammu

Kya?

Arjun (aankhon me shaitani chamak)

Mera matlab... itni der tak sone ke baad bhi itni tired ho, to soch raha ho... reason kya ho sakta hai.

Ammu ka chehra laal pad gaya. Wo kuch bolti uske pehle hi Arjun thoda aur jhuk ke uske kaan ke paas bolta hai.

Arjun

Waise kal raat... tu kuch zyada hi generous thi reward dene me. Main abhi tak recover nahi kar paya.

Ammu ne uski taraf aankhein tedi karke dekha.

Ammu

Tu na... bilkul besharam hota ja raha hai.

Arjun (muskurake)

Besharam? Arre main toh bas appreciation kar raha hoon. Waise... woh lavender wale perfume ki smell abhi tak yaad hai mujhe... aur wo shawl... uff.

Ammu ne uske haath par ek halka sa punch maara.

Ammu

Shut up Arjun! Public me khade ho, dhyan rakh thoda.

Arjun (zara aur paas hoke, low voice)

Kal raat tujhme aur aaj wali tujh mein... sirf ek shawl ka fark hai. Par dono version meri jaan le jaate hain.

Ammu aankhon se warning deti hai, lekin uske lips ka corner muskurata hai. Arjun ne uske cheek ke paas halki si fuu kiya — jaise yaad dila raha ho raat ka woh close moment.

Ammu ne bottle uske haath me thama di.

Ammu

Ja... pehle yeh pi le. Tujhe zyada garam ho gaya hai lagta hai.

Arjun (laughing)

Main toh bas tere temperature se match kar raha hoon, Ammu.

Un dono ke beech ek teasing silence hota hai... aankhon ki ek language hoti hai, jisme raat bhar ki baatein, touch, smile, aur emotions pal bhar me dobara zinda ho jaate hain

College Gymnasium (Evening)

Taz ka solo moment, thoda intense aur motivating

Empty gym ke beech, ek punching bag latka hua tha. Light sirf ek side se aa rahi thi — gym ki chhoti window se dhoop ki halki si patti seedhe bag par pad rahi thi. Har jagah ek heavy silence tha, sirf gloves ki thap thap aur Taz ki saans ki aawaz.

Taz (focus me, gloves pehnte hue)

Ek tournament gaya… ab next kaam

Usne bandage ko thoda aur tight kiya… fir bag ke saamne khada ho gaya.

Ek pal ke liye aankhein band ki.

Flash cut – Arjun ko trophy milti hui, sab log clap kar rahe hain, Ammu uske paas khadi hai… Zaheer kahin peeche khamos

Phir flash – Nikhat usse coaching session me tight expression ke saath daant rahi hai.

Nikhat (thought echo)

Taz… talent hai tere paas, lekin discipline nahi.

Usne aankhein kholi.

Ek naya determination tha unme.

Taz (apne aap se)

Ab koi shortcut nahi… koi distraction nahi.

Ek heavy punch — bag hil gaya.

Fir ek aur, fir rapid combo… left-right-left, breath sync me.

Uske paas rakha bottle gir gaya jab usne ek roundhouse maara.

Lekin usne dekha bhi nahi. Bas laga raha — sweat drop karta, lekin full focus me.

Tabhi door se Nikhat andar aayi.

Halki si tired thi… coaching file haath me.

Usne dekha Taz full rhythm me practice kar raha hai.

Kuch seconds tak sirf dekhti rahi.

Nikhat (smiling under her breath)

Finally…

Taz ne usse nahi dekha.

Nikhat quietly bench pe baith gayi, coaching notes kholte hue… lekin aankhon se wo ab bhi Taz ko hi observe kar rahi thi.

Scene slow fade hota hai.

Taz ka sweat-soaked determined face last frame me rehta hai… ek fighter jise ab sirf apne se compete karna hai.

[b]Or finally dono ka eye contact or camera zoom dono ki aankho par[/b]