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INT. DELHI GUEST HOUSE – LOBBY AREA – NIGHT (Immediately After Ceremony)
Shanu aur Zaheer apne medals haath me le kar guest house ke lobby me enter karte hain. Unke chehre par halka sa exhaustion hai, lekin aankhon me abhi bhi adrenaline hai – jaise victory ki chamak andar tak baith gayi ho.
Tabhi unka college ka staff coordinator, Professor Rawat Sir, aur unke saath ek aur ma'am – Mrs. Mehta – unhe lobby me hi rok lete hain.
Rawat Sir (smiling, slightly dramatic tone)
Bas! Aaj ke baad mujhe kisi assignment, kisi draft, kisi rehearsal ki baat mat karna tum dono!
Mrs. Mehta
Seriously, you both have done more than enough. Jaipur Pink City College has never seen a moment like this. You made us proud!
Zaheer modestly muskuraata hai. Shanu hair ke loose strand ko kaan ke peeche set karte hue halki si aankh jhukaati hai.
Sir 1 (with warmth)
Aur isliye...
Collage ki taraf se ek chhoti si gift.
Kal ka poora din sirf tum dono ke liye hai.
Jahaan jaana chaho… jo khaana chaho… tumhari marzi. Trip, food, shopping – no questions asked.
Ma'am 1 (wink deti hai)
In fact, I suggest… aaj ki raat bhi waste mat karo.
Guest house ke room me medal leke selfie kheenchne se behtar hai…
Rawat Sir (grinning)
India Gate pass hi hai. Night view, light show, ice cream.
Go. Live this moment.
Kal ka din tum dono ka hai. Celebrate karo jaise jeet koi aur nahi, tumhare liye bani thi.
Shanu aur Zaheer ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hain – ek aisi khamosh language jisme excitement, relief, aur ek hint of curiosity hai.
Zaheer (half smile)
Ice cream toh banti hai.
Shanu (halki hansi ke sath)
Aur thodi hawa bhi… iss medal ke weight se neck pain ho raha hai.
Dono staff members unhe blessing ke sath chhod dete hain.
Zaheer aur Shanu lift ki taraf badhte hain – apne rooms ki taraf tayyari ke liye, lekin andar hi andar unka dimaag already India Gate ke night breeze me bhatak raha hota hai.
INT. PRATAP KA GHAR – LIVING ROOM & KITCHEN – NIGHT
Dinning table saaf ho chuka hai. Plates stack ho chuki hain, sab log apne-apne comfort zone me bikhre hue hain jaise ek lambi jeet ke baad sabko ab bas sukoon chahiye.
Living room me:
Pratap aur Azhar ek sofa pe thoda jhuk kar baithe hain, haath me chai ki garma-garam pyali, beech me centre table pe namkeen aur biscuits.
Pratap (nostalgic laugh ke sath)
Yaad hai Azhar… woh summer camp ke din? Tune apni cycle ki bell ke jagah puri mouth organ bandhi thi...
Azhar (has ke haath utha ke)
Arey! Aur tujhe yaad hai tu ladkiyon ko impress karne ke liye bhangra kar raha tha… aur apna pajama phat gaya!
Dono ek saath phat ke hans padte hain.
Living room me hansi ka ek lahar ghoom jaata hai.
Thoda door Arjun corner me sofa pe baitha apne phone ka signal check kar raha hai. Baar-baar screen par 'Out of reach' likha aa raha hai.
Arjun (under his breath)
Yeh dono jaake planet Mars pe toh nahi chale gaye?
Kitchen me:
Madhu chulhe par chai ke liye doodh ubalne de rahi hoti hai. Ammu bartan ka paani giraakar plates ko sukha rahi hoti hai, aur Asma spoon aur bowls ko stack kar rahi hoti hai tray me.
Unke haath kaam me magan hote hain, lekin kaan puri tarah se Pratap aur Azhar ke laughter ki taraf lage hote hain.
Azhar (living se loud voice)
Aur phir jab tu cycle se gira tha, toh bola tha ‘Earth ne mujhe khud se chipka liya’...
Madhu ki aankhon me aansuon jaisi muskan aa jaati hai. Ammu aur Asma ek dusre ki taraf dekh kar hans padti hain.
Asma (softly)
Uncle logon ki stories me toh Netflix fail ho jaaye.
Ammu (chuckles)
Aur background music bhi free me mil raha hai.
Madhu (teekhi muskaan ke sath)
Chup karo dono… warna wo log meri stories bataane lagenge college ki… phir mujhe chhupne ki jagah nahi milegi.
Tino ek saath hass padti hain, utensils ka khanakna aur unke beech ka laughter… kitchen me ek warm, soft glow create karta hai. Jaise ghar ek zinda kahaani ho, jisme har room apna chapter likh raha ho.
Living me:
Pratap aur Azhar ke haath me chai thandi hone lagti hai, lekin yaadein garam hoti ja rahi hain.
FADE OUT on laughter, the clinking of cups, and the smell of chai.
[b]INT. PVR CONNAUGHT PLACE – NIGHT SHOW – HALL[/b]
Movie ka interval hua hai. Screen par "INTERVAL" likha aata hai.
Shanu popcorn ka box uthati hai aur Zaheer ko deti hai.
Shanu (teasingly)
Tumhari choice surprise kar gayi mujhe. Action nahi, ek romantic comedy?
Zaheer (laughs)
College ne bola ‘jo marzi ho’... maine socha tumhari marzi ho.
Shanu (mocking seriousness)
Toh tum meri marzi me jeena seekh gaye ho?
Zaheer (softly, uski aankhon me dekhte hue)
Seekh raha hoon…
Ek pal ke liye dono chup ho jaate hain. Lights abhi bhi dim hain, lekin unke beech ek warm spotlight jaisi energy jag chuki hai.
Montage again:
Movie ke emotional scene pe Shanu thoda sa emotional ho jaati hai, Zaheer quietly uske shoulder tak popcorn le jaata hai jaise scene divert karna ho.
Movie ke comedy punch par dono ek saath has padte hain, log peeche mur kar dekhte hain.
EXT. INDIA GATE – DELHI – NIGHT
Hawa me dilli ki raat ka ek alag hi nasha hai. Safed floodlights me chamakta hua India Gate ek dum postcard jaisa lag raha. Log chaaron taraf selfie le rahe hain, bachche bubble guns chala rahe hain, vendors golgappe aur chana chaat bech rahe hain… aur is bheed me do chehre alag chamak rahe hain.
Zaheer aur Shanu crowd ke beech khade hain, dono casuals me – Zaheer ne hoodie ke upar college jacket daal rakhi hai, Shanu black kurti aur denim jacket me thandi hawa se thoda sa apna scarf sambhalti hai.
Shanu
Yeh sab kuch college ki taraf se mila hai? Really?
Zaheer (muskurata hua)
Official treat. Tumhara performance bhi ussi list me tha.
Shanu uski taraf dekh ke sirf ek chhoti smile karti hai. Phir achanak ek golgappa wala unke samne aa jata hai.
Vendor
Bhaiya, didi… banayein spicy ya medium?
Zaheer shanu ki taraf dekhta hai jaise permission maang raha ho.
Shanu
Tumne Delhi ka asli taste chakha hai?
Zaheer (shrug karta hai)
Aaj se pehle sirf Jaipur ki chaat thi… chalo, aaj record break karte hain.
Montage starts:
Shanu golgappa kha ke aankhon se pani nikalti hai, aur Zaheer has has ke dobhar ho jaata hai.
Zaheer moong dal chilla ke ek bite ke baad aankhein band karke dramatise karta hai – “yeh toh divine hai”.
Dono cotton candy share karte hue walk karte hain India Gate ke baju se, jaise time slow motion me chal raha ho.
Ek random dhol wala pass se jaata hai, Shanu lightly beat pe step karti hai, Zaheer uska haath pakad kar usi rythm me ghumta hai
EXT. INDIA GATE – LATE NIGHT (NEARLY EMPTY STREETS)
Raat ke 2 baj chuke hain. Crowd ab kam ho gaya hai. India Gate ke samne bench par dono baith ke ek final kulhad wali chai le rahe hai
Shanu uski taraf dekhti hai – ek second ke liye kuch kehna chahti hai, lekin sirf ek muskaan ke sath apna sar uske shoulder pe rakh deti hai.
[b]Camera zooms out slowly – India Gate ke peeche deep silence, zameen par chai ke drops, aur bench par do silhouettes, ek pal me ruke hue.[/b]
[b]EXT. TWO CITIES, ONE NIGHT — PARALLEL SEQUENCE[/b]
Moonlight softly kisses two rooftops — one in Delhi, one in Jaipur.
Do alag sheher. Do alag chhat.
Lekin dono jagah ek hi cheez chal rahi hai — ek ladka, ek ladki, aur ek melted si ho rahi ice cream ke beech kuch adhoore se jazbaat.
SCENE 1 — JAIPUR – AMMU KI CHHAT
Chaand thoda zyada chamak raha hai aaj.
Arjun slowly railing ke paar se chhupte chhupate chhat par chadh raha hai. Haath me ek brown bag jisme ice cream ka dabba hai. Uske shoes halki si awaaz karte hain, lekin uski har move rehearsed hai.
Ammu chhat ke kone pe railing se lakeet chaand dekh rahi hoti hai.
Arjun
Peeche se aaunga, tum chillaogi… to main fir se nahi aaunga.
Ammu (without turning)
Agar ice cream hai to chillaungi nahi. Agar nahi hai… to chhath se dhakka de dungi.
Arjun aankhon me ek victorious smile ke sath uske paas aakar baithta hai.
Ammu (looking at the bag)
Melt toh nahi ho gayi?
Arjun
Ice cream ho ya feeling… agar time pe mil jaye, to melt hone ka dar nahi hota.
SCENE 2 — DELHI – INDIA GATE KE BAAJU KA BENCH
Shanu aur Zaheer ek lambe din ke baad ek street cart se softy leke bench par laut rahe hain.
Zaheer
Yeh toh melt hone wali hai. Jaldi khao warna sirf cone bachega.
Shanu
Ice cream ho ya feeling… agar time pe mil jaye, to melt hone ka dar nahi hota.
Zaheer rukh kar uski taraf dekhta hai — impressed.
Zaheer
Kya line thi. Note kar loon?
Shanu (laughs softly)
Kisi se churaayi hai… apni toh hai nahi.
SCENE 1 – JAIPUR CONTINUES
Arjun aur Ammu ek purani iron bench par baith jaate hain. Ice cream unke beech me hai, aur dono wooden spoons se baar baar chhoti chhoti bites le rahe hain.
Ammu (mock serious)
Tum hamesha raat me hi aaoge kya?
Arjun
Tum sirf raat me hi asli lagti ho… bina mask, bina logo se ladti, sirf… tum.
Ammu kuch nahi bolti. Sirf ek spoon aur ice cream ka cut le kar moon ki taraf dekhne lagti hai.
SCENE 2 – DELHI CONTINUES
Shanu ek spoon se zaheer ke ice cream se thoda portion uthakar apni ice cream me laga deti hai.
Zaheer
Chori?
Shanu
Milaane ka naam chori nahi hota.
Zaheer (softly)
Toh main bhi kuch mila doon?
Shanu aankhon me dekhti hai — ek moment ke liye sab slow ho jata hai.
SCENE 1 – JAIPUR
Ammu (softly, without looking)
Kya milaoge?
Arjun
Waqt… thoda waqt chura kar tere dinon me mila doon?
Ammu ki aankhon me ek halka moisture aata hai… wo usse dekhti nahi, sirf apni spoon Arjun ki taraf badha deti hai — jaise keh rahi ho, haan, thoda aur sahi.
SCENE 2 – DELHI
Shanu
Kal ke din me thoda tum ho sakte ho?
Zaheer
Kal ka nahi pata… par aaj ka har pal hoon.
Dono simultaneously ice cream khaate hain. Background me ek street singer guitar bajata hai, Tera hone laga hoon… ki halki tones me.
SCENE 1 – JAIPUR
Chaand ke neeche, Arjun slowly Ammu ke kandhe se lag kar baith jaata hai
Aur dono ek chhup-chhupa ke milaye gaye pal ko chew karte hain — melted ice cream jaise… thoda meetha, thoda thanda, thoda sambhal ke.
SCENE 2 – DELHI
India Gate ke peeche, Zaheer bench ke peeche haath rakh ke thoda close ho jaata hai Shanu se. She doesn’t move away.
PARALLEL DIALOGUE — BOTH SCENES
Ammu & Shanu (almost together in voiceover)
Kabhi kabhi… kuch cheezein chhupane me zyada sukoon hota hai.
Arjun & Zaheer (voiceover)
Aur kabhi… ek melted si ice cream sab kuch keh jaati hai.
[b]FADE OUT – SPLIT SCREEN — TWO CHHAATS, TWO CITIES, ONE SILENCE.[/b]
INT. DELHI GUEST HOUSE – LOBBY AREA – NIGHT (Immediately After Ceremony)
Shanu aur Zaheer apne medals haath me le kar guest house ke lobby me enter karte hain. Unke chehre par halka sa exhaustion hai, lekin aankhon me abhi bhi adrenaline hai – jaise victory ki chamak andar tak baith gayi ho.
Tabhi unka college ka staff coordinator, Professor Rawat Sir, aur unke saath ek aur ma'am – Mrs. Mehta – unhe lobby me hi rok lete hain.
Rawat Sir (smiling, slightly dramatic tone)
Bas! Aaj ke baad mujhe kisi assignment, kisi draft, kisi rehearsal ki baat mat karna tum dono!
Mrs. Mehta
Seriously, you both have done more than enough. Jaipur Pink City College has never seen a moment like this. You made us proud!
Zaheer modestly muskuraata hai. Shanu hair ke loose strand ko kaan ke peeche set karte hue halki si aankh jhukaati hai.
Sir 1 (with warmth)
Aur isliye...
Collage ki taraf se ek chhoti si gift.
Kal ka poora din sirf tum dono ke liye hai.
Jahaan jaana chaho… jo khaana chaho… tumhari marzi. Trip, food, shopping – no questions asked.
Ma'am 1 (wink deti hai)
In fact, I suggest… aaj ki raat bhi waste mat karo.
Guest house ke room me medal leke selfie kheenchne se behtar hai…
Rawat Sir (grinning)
India Gate pass hi hai. Night view, light show, ice cream.
Go. Live this moment.
Kal ka din tum dono ka hai. Celebrate karo jaise jeet koi aur nahi, tumhare liye bani thi.
Shanu aur Zaheer ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hain – ek aisi khamosh language jisme excitement, relief, aur ek hint of curiosity hai.
Zaheer (half smile)
Ice cream toh banti hai.
Shanu (halki hansi ke sath)
Aur thodi hawa bhi… iss medal ke weight se neck pain ho raha hai.
Dono staff members unhe blessing ke sath chhod dete hain.
Zaheer aur Shanu lift ki taraf badhte hain – apne rooms ki taraf tayyari ke liye, lekin andar hi andar unka dimaag already India Gate ke night breeze me bhatak raha hota hai.
INT. PRATAP KA GHAR – LIVING ROOM & KITCHEN – NIGHT
Dinning table saaf ho chuka hai. Plates stack ho chuki hain, sab log apne-apne comfort zone me bikhre hue hain jaise ek lambi jeet ke baad sabko ab bas sukoon chahiye.
Living room me:
Pratap aur Azhar ek sofa pe thoda jhuk kar baithe hain, haath me chai ki garma-garam pyali, beech me centre table pe namkeen aur biscuits.
Pratap (nostalgic laugh ke sath)
Yaad hai Azhar… woh summer camp ke din? Tune apni cycle ki bell ke jagah puri mouth organ bandhi thi...
Azhar (has ke haath utha ke)
Arey! Aur tujhe yaad hai tu ladkiyon ko impress karne ke liye bhangra kar raha tha… aur apna pajama phat gaya!
Dono ek saath phat ke hans padte hain.
Living room me hansi ka ek lahar ghoom jaata hai.
Thoda door Arjun corner me sofa pe baitha apne phone ka signal check kar raha hai. Baar-baar screen par 'Out of reach' likha aa raha hai.
Arjun (under his breath)
Yeh dono jaake planet Mars pe toh nahi chale gaye?
Kitchen me:
Madhu chulhe par chai ke liye doodh ubalne de rahi hoti hai. Ammu bartan ka paani giraakar plates ko sukha rahi hoti hai, aur Asma spoon aur bowls ko stack kar rahi hoti hai tray me.
Unke haath kaam me magan hote hain, lekin kaan puri tarah se Pratap aur Azhar ke laughter ki taraf lage hote hain.
Azhar (living se loud voice)
Aur phir jab tu cycle se gira tha, toh bola tha ‘Earth ne mujhe khud se chipka liya’...
Madhu ki aankhon me aansuon jaisi muskan aa jaati hai. Ammu aur Asma ek dusre ki taraf dekh kar hans padti hain.
Asma (softly)
Uncle logon ki stories me toh Netflix fail ho jaaye.
Ammu (chuckles)
Aur background music bhi free me mil raha hai.
Madhu (teekhi muskaan ke sath)
Chup karo dono… warna wo log meri stories bataane lagenge college ki… phir mujhe chhupne ki jagah nahi milegi.
Tino ek saath hass padti hain, utensils ka khanakna aur unke beech ka laughter… kitchen me ek warm, soft glow create karta hai. Jaise ghar ek zinda kahaani ho, jisme har room apna chapter likh raha ho.
Living me:
Pratap aur Azhar ke haath me chai thandi hone lagti hai, lekin yaadein garam hoti ja rahi hain.
FADE OUT on laughter, the clinking of cups, and the smell of chai.
[b]INT. PVR CONNAUGHT PLACE – NIGHT SHOW – HALL[/b]
Movie ka interval hua hai. Screen par "INTERVAL" likha aata hai.
Shanu popcorn ka box uthati hai aur Zaheer ko deti hai.
Shanu (teasingly)
Tumhari choice surprise kar gayi mujhe. Action nahi, ek romantic comedy?
Zaheer (laughs)
College ne bola ‘jo marzi ho’... maine socha tumhari marzi ho.
Shanu (mocking seriousness)
Toh tum meri marzi me jeena seekh gaye ho?
Zaheer (softly, uski aankhon me dekhte hue)
Seekh raha hoon…
Ek pal ke liye dono chup ho jaate hain. Lights abhi bhi dim hain, lekin unke beech ek warm spotlight jaisi energy jag chuki hai.
Montage again:
Movie ke emotional scene pe Shanu thoda sa emotional ho jaati hai, Zaheer quietly uske shoulder tak popcorn le jaata hai jaise scene divert karna ho.
Movie ke comedy punch par dono ek saath has padte hain, log peeche mur kar dekhte hain.
EXT. INDIA GATE – DELHI – NIGHT
Hawa me dilli ki raat ka ek alag hi nasha hai. Safed floodlights me chamakta hua India Gate ek dum postcard jaisa lag raha. Log chaaron taraf selfie le rahe hain, bachche bubble guns chala rahe hain, vendors golgappe aur chana chaat bech rahe hain… aur is bheed me do chehre alag chamak rahe hain.
Zaheer aur Shanu crowd ke beech khade hain, dono casuals me – Zaheer ne hoodie ke upar college jacket daal rakhi hai, Shanu black kurti aur denim jacket me thandi hawa se thoda sa apna scarf sambhalti hai.
Shanu
Yeh sab kuch college ki taraf se mila hai? Really?
Zaheer (muskurata hua)
Official treat. Tumhara performance bhi ussi list me tha.
Shanu uski taraf dekh ke sirf ek chhoti smile karti hai. Phir achanak ek golgappa wala unke samne aa jata hai.
Vendor
Bhaiya, didi… banayein spicy ya medium?
Zaheer shanu ki taraf dekhta hai jaise permission maang raha ho.
Shanu
Tumne Delhi ka asli taste chakha hai?
Zaheer (shrug karta hai)
Aaj se pehle sirf Jaipur ki chaat thi… chalo, aaj record break karte hain.
Montage starts:
Shanu golgappa kha ke aankhon se pani nikalti hai, aur Zaheer has has ke dobhar ho jaata hai.
Zaheer moong dal chilla ke ek bite ke baad aankhein band karke dramatise karta hai – “yeh toh divine hai”.
Dono cotton candy share karte hue walk karte hain India Gate ke baju se, jaise time slow motion me chal raha ho.
Ek random dhol wala pass se jaata hai, Shanu lightly beat pe step karti hai, Zaheer uska haath pakad kar usi rythm me ghumta hai
EXT. INDIA GATE – LATE NIGHT (NEARLY EMPTY STREETS)
Raat ke 2 baj chuke hain. Crowd ab kam ho gaya hai. India Gate ke samne bench par dono baith ke ek final kulhad wali chai le rahe hai
Shanu uski taraf dekhti hai – ek second ke liye kuch kehna chahti hai, lekin sirf ek muskaan ke sath apna sar uske shoulder pe rakh deti hai.
[b]Camera zooms out slowly – India Gate ke peeche deep silence, zameen par chai ke drops, aur bench par do silhouettes, ek pal me ruke hue.[/b]
[b]EXT. TWO CITIES, ONE NIGHT — PARALLEL SEQUENCE[/b]
Moonlight softly kisses two rooftops — one in Delhi, one in Jaipur.
Do alag sheher. Do alag chhat.
Lekin dono jagah ek hi cheez chal rahi hai — ek ladka, ek ladki, aur ek melted si ho rahi ice cream ke beech kuch adhoore se jazbaat.
SCENE 1 — JAIPUR – AMMU KI CHHAT
Chaand thoda zyada chamak raha hai aaj.
Arjun slowly railing ke paar se chhupte chhupate chhat par chadh raha hai. Haath me ek brown bag jisme ice cream ka dabba hai. Uske shoes halki si awaaz karte hain, lekin uski har move rehearsed hai.
Ammu chhat ke kone pe railing se lakeet chaand dekh rahi hoti hai.
Arjun
Peeche se aaunga, tum chillaogi… to main fir se nahi aaunga.
Ammu (without turning)
Agar ice cream hai to chillaungi nahi. Agar nahi hai… to chhath se dhakka de dungi.
Arjun aankhon me ek victorious smile ke sath uske paas aakar baithta hai.
Ammu (looking at the bag)
Melt toh nahi ho gayi?
Arjun
Ice cream ho ya feeling… agar time pe mil jaye, to melt hone ka dar nahi hota.
SCENE 2 — DELHI – INDIA GATE KE BAAJU KA BENCH
Shanu aur Zaheer ek lambe din ke baad ek street cart se softy leke bench par laut rahe hain.
Zaheer
Yeh toh melt hone wali hai. Jaldi khao warna sirf cone bachega.
Shanu
Ice cream ho ya feeling… agar time pe mil jaye, to melt hone ka dar nahi hota.
Zaheer rukh kar uski taraf dekhta hai — impressed.
Zaheer
Kya line thi. Note kar loon?
Shanu (laughs softly)
Kisi se churaayi hai… apni toh hai nahi.
SCENE 1 – JAIPUR CONTINUES
Arjun aur Ammu ek purani iron bench par baith jaate hain. Ice cream unke beech me hai, aur dono wooden spoons se baar baar chhoti chhoti bites le rahe hain.
Ammu (mock serious)
Tum hamesha raat me hi aaoge kya?
Arjun
Tum sirf raat me hi asli lagti ho… bina mask, bina logo se ladti, sirf… tum.
Ammu kuch nahi bolti. Sirf ek spoon aur ice cream ka cut le kar moon ki taraf dekhne lagti hai.
SCENE 2 – DELHI CONTINUES
Shanu ek spoon se zaheer ke ice cream se thoda portion uthakar apni ice cream me laga deti hai.
Zaheer
Chori?
Shanu
Milaane ka naam chori nahi hota.
Zaheer (softly)
Toh main bhi kuch mila doon?
Shanu aankhon me dekhti hai — ek moment ke liye sab slow ho jata hai.
SCENE 1 – JAIPUR
Ammu (softly, without looking)
Kya milaoge?
Arjun
Waqt… thoda waqt chura kar tere dinon me mila doon?
Ammu ki aankhon me ek halka moisture aata hai… wo usse dekhti nahi, sirf apni spoon Arjun ki taraf badha deti hai — jaise keh rahi ho, haan, thoda aur sahi.
SCENE 2 – DELHI
Shanu
Kal ke din me thoda tum ho sakte ho?
Zaheer
Kal ka nahi pata… par aaj ka har pal hoon.
Dono simultaneously ice cream khaate hain. Background me ek street singer guitar bajata hai, Tera hone laga hoon… ki halki tones me.
SCENE 1 – JAIPUR
Chaand ke neeche, Arjun slowly Ammu ke kandhe se lag kar baith jaata hai
Aur dono ek chhup-chhupa ke milaye gaye pal ko chew karte hain — melted ice cream jaise… thoda meetha, thoda thanda, thoda sambhal ke.
SCENE 2 – DELHI
India Gate ke peeche, Zaheer bench ke peeche haath rakh ke thoda close ho jaata hai Shanu se. She doesn’t move away.
PARALLEL DIALOGUE — BOTH SCENES
Ammu & Shanu (almost together in voiceover)
Kabhi kabhi… kuch cheezein chhupane me zyada sukoon hota hai.
Arjun & Zaheer (voiceover)
Aur kabhi… ek melted si ice cream sab kuch keh jaati hai.
[b]FADE OUT – SPLIT SCREEN — TWO CHHAATS, TWO CITIES, ONE SILENCE.[/b]
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