06-11-2025, 04:58 PM
Update 4
Scene – Subah, Location: Anushka ka Bedroom / MFHB Bank
Alarm ki tez beep-beep se subah ka sukoon todta hai.
Camera dhire-dhire bed par focus karta hai — ek side me khuli curtain se morning light aati hai, aur bed par Anushka half-sleeve night shirt aur shorts me bethi hai, aankh me thodi si thakan aur uthne ka josh.
Wo stretch karti hai, ek haath se alarm band karti hai, aur soft smile ke sath bolti hai:
Anushka (soft inner monologue)
“Main Anushka… 27 saal ki, apne sapno aur zindagi ka balance banane wali ek ordinary ladki.
Bank me kaam karti hoon, Money from Heaven Bank me… par mera ambition ordinary nahi.
Mujhe pata hai, main strong hoon… confident hoon… aur kisi bhi challenge ka samna kar sakti hoon.”
Camera ek soft montage shuru karta hai — slow beat music chalti hai.
1. Shower Scene – Water ki light droplets pe focus, Anushka dhire dhire shower me steps le rahi hai.
Anushka (voice over)
“Zindagi me discipline aur dedication ka matlab samajhti hoon… har ek din ek nayi shuruaat hai.”
2. Kapde Change Scene – Camera dhire dhire shot leta hai jab wo casual office wear me change hoti hai — shirt aur formal trousers.
Anushka (voice over)
“Main ek independent ladki hoon… kisi ka sahara nahi, bas apne iraade aur mehnat pe bharosa karti hoon.
Par mere liye family ka pyar bhi sabse important hai… maa ke liye main hamesha strong rahungi.”
3. Breakfast / Quick Look in Mirror – Ek chhota cup chai, phone check karte hue.
Anushka (voice over)
“Past mistakes ne mujhe sikhaaya hai… kabhi bhi kisi pe pura bharosa mat karo… par apne sapno aur principles me kabhi compromise mat karo.”
Camera dhire dhire track karta hai jab Anushka bag uthakar car ke paas jaati hai.
Car ke darwaze par uska confident smile, sunglasses ke peeche ek focused nazar…
Aur phir engine start hota hai — headlights glow karte hain morning ke soft light me.
Anushka (inner monologue, final shot)
“Yeh sirf ek aur din nahi… yeh mera mission hai. Apne liye, apni family ke liye, aur un ladkiyon ke liye jo abhi bhi lad rahi hain…
Aur main hamesha unke liye wahan rahungi — Behen_Code ka hissa hoke.”
Car smoothly road pe chalti hai, camera aerial shot me zoom out karta hai — ek filmy heroine ki morning entry, ready to conquer her day at MFHB Bank.
Scene – MFHB Bank, Morning
Anushka ki car parking me aati hai, wo smoothly park karti hai aur confident step ke sath bank ke entrance ki taraf badhti hai.
Bank ke andar sab employees apne counters ke sath busy hain.
Anushka (cheerful tone me, sabko greet karte hue)
Good morning, everyone!
Sab log halka sa muskurate hain aur kaam me busy ho jate hain.
Anushka counter ke paas jati hai aur apni files arrange karne lagti hai.
Tabhi Manager — thoda middle-aged, overconfident, aur thoda tharki type — apni desk se dheere se uski taraf dekhta hai.
Uski nazar ek pal ke liye Anushka ke chest par rukti hai.
Anushka ye notice kar leti hai. Uske chehre par ek halki irritation ki muskaan aa jaati hai.
Wo files ke saath apni positioning thoda change kar leti hai, jaise casually apna shoulder turn kare, aur manager ke samne se smoothly aur confidently nikal jaaye.
Anushka (chhoti si, irritate smile ke sath, inner monologue)
Haan bhai… dekh liya, ab aur nahi.
Main apna kaam karungi, aur tumhe dekh kar kaam nahi rukta.
Wo apne counter ke paas wapas jaati hai, files arrange karti hai aur ek confident “Good Morning” aur smile ke sath kaam me lag jaati hai.
Camera dhire dhire zoom out karta hai — ek strong, confident Anushka ki image ban jaati hai jo office me apni space clearly establish kar chuki hai.
Scene – Subah, Arti ka Ghar – Kitchen
Sun ki halki kirne kitchen ki windows se andar aa rahi thi.
Arti apron pehne stove ke paas khadi hai, eggs ko lightly fry kar rahi hai aur toast butter kar rahi hai.
Arti (softly, khud se)
Chalo Abhishek ke liye thoda energy breakfast… aaj ka din bhi busy hoga.
Camera cut karta hai side me jaake — Abhishek bed se aaj bhi late uth raha hai.
Wo phone check kar raha hai, thodi stretch karta hai aur sleepily murmurs:
Abhishek
Bas 5 minute…
Kitchen me hi door se saasu maa apni purani saree me khadi hai, haath me rolling pin ke saath.
Uski aankhon me wo chhup chhup ke khushi hai — jaise finally usse ek aur mauka mil gaya hai Arti ko “khari khoti” sunane ka.
Saasu Maa (apne aap se, halki si nakhre wali tone)
Aaj fir se dekhte hain… meri beti-in-law kitni perfectly kaam karegi, aur kaise main apni baatein daalungi.
Arti ko abhi ye pata nahi hai ki saasu maa corner me khadi hai.
Wo poore concentration ke sath eggs flip karti hai, toast nikalti hai aur chhoti si muskaan ke sath butter spread karti hai.
Arti (khud se)
Breakfast ready… aur breakfast ke saath ek aur smile bhi.
Camera zoom out karta hai — Arti ka calm, composed, aur dedicated side, Abhishek ka lazy morning mode, aur saasu maa ki chhupi hui curiosity — ye teen layers ek saath subah ka ek chhota, cinematic snapshot banate hain.
Scene – Subah, Rahat ka Ghar
Rahat kitchen me apni thodi thaki si yet energetic energy ke sath breakfast ready kar rahi thi.
Ek plate me anda, ek me toast, aur ek glass me juice — perfectly arranged, jaise ek chhoti si hope ke saath.
Rahat (apne aap se, softly)
Chalo, kal ki baat… aaj wo samjhega… shayad pyaar se baat kare.
Wo plate uthakar living room ki taraf badhti hai, jahan uska baap, Imdad, armchair me baith kar newspaper padh raha tha.
Rahat plate samne rakhti hai, muskaan ke sath:
Rahat
Papa… breakfast ready hai… thoda le lo… kal ki baat…
Imdad sirf uski taraf dekhe bina plate uthakar, ek hi move me khud ke liye pakad leta hai aur sidha khane lagta hai.
Na koi aankhon me softness, na ek muskaan, na ek shabd — jaise ye plate sirf ek object ho.
Rahat ke hothon par halka sa sigh nikalta hai, aankhon me disappointment aur thodi si udaasi chhupi hoti hai.
Wo thodi der plate ke samne khadi rehti hai, jaise umeed me, phir quietly kitchen ki taraf palat jaati hai.
Rahat (inner monologue, softly, thoda broken tone)
Har baar… bas har baar… main sochti hoon, shayad…
Par shayad… ye mera wait hi hamesha bekaar hai.
Camera zoom out karta hai — living room ka silence, sirf Imdad ke khane ki sound, aur Rahat ka thoda sa udaas dil —
ye moment dikhata hai ki uska din, chahe busy ho ya nahi, kabhi kabhi sirf apni udaasi se ladna hota hai.
Scene – Subah, Arti ka Ghar – Kitchen / Living Area
Arti kitchen me khadi hai, stove ke paas toast aur anda fry kar rahi hai.
Abhishek abhi bhi slow pace me ready ho raha hai, files aur laptop saath me le kar.
Saasu Maa (kadak tone me, haath pe thoda tension ke sath)
Arti! Mere bete ko office ke liye itni der se nikalte dekh kar lagta hai ki tumhare haath me time ka koi concept hi nahi hai!
Arti (calmly, sirf haan me haan bharte hue)
Haan maa… abhishek ke shoes aur bag arrange kar rahi thi…
Saasu Maa (kadak, aankhon me chhupi chidh)
Arrange karna? Office ka time fix hai! Aaj bhi Diwali ke baad ka pehla din hai… aur mere bete ko time par nikalna tumhari zimmedari hai!
Tumhe lagta hai yeh ghar khud manage ho jaayega? Har chhoti chhoti cheez tumhari zimmedari hai aur tum… tum bas… tum kitni kaamchori karti ho, abhi bas ban sanwar ke apni library me bhag jaogi... Kuch sharm hai tum me ??
Arti (shant, par patience ke saath)
Haan… haan maa… samajh gayi…
Saasu Maa ek kadak nigaah Arti par tikaye rehti hai, jaise har shabd se Arti ke dimag me lesson bake.
Arti, stove ke flame ke samne, ek haath se toast flip karte hue, silently saasu maa ki kadak aankhon aur shabd ka samna karti hai.
Uske chehre par calm aur patience hai, par andar hi andar ek halki si muskaan hai — kyunki usne phir bhi breakfast perfect ready kar diya.
Saasu Maa (apni aankhon me satisfaction ke saath, ek kadak tone me, par chhupi muskaan ke saath)
Hamesha dhyan rakho, Arti… mere bete ka khayal rakhna sirf tumhari duty hai… aur main… main hamesha dekh rahi hoon.
Camera zoom out karta hai — stove ki halka glow, Arti ki composed calm, aur saasu maa ka kadak aura ek hi frame me, classic domestic tension aur control ka snapshot banate hue.
Arti calmly plate uthakar table par rakh deti hai, buttered toast aur garma-garam anda perfectly arranged.
Saasu Maa abhi bhi kadak nigaah se corner me khadi hai, jaise ye morning ek chhota “test” ho.
Saasu Maa (ek last kadak line, haath me rolling pin lightly hold karte hue)
Beta… dhyan se jaana, aur time par wapas aana. Or Arti… tumne sahi se kaam kiya hai ya nahi, main dekh rahi hoon.
Abhishek ek soft smile deta hai, Arti ko quick glance karta hai aur phir door ke taraf badhta hai.
Camera slow motion me track karta hai — Abhishek car me jump karta hai, engine start hota hai, aur wo city ki morning traffic me ghul jata hai.
Cut To – Gyaan Ganga Library, Morning
Arti ghar se directly library pahunchti hai.
Door ke handle ko open karti hai, aur library ke andar ki soft morning light aur book aroma uske chehre par ek peace laati hai.
Wo apni daily library routine shuru karti hai:
Books ko shelf me organize karna, ek ek spine carefully align karna.
Registers aur log books ke record check karna, entry mark karna.
New arrivals ko shuffle karna aur ek neat stack me place karna.
Arti (soft inner monologue, while working)
Yahan ka shor, yahan ki shanti… bas books aur main.
Har ek book ka ek story hai, aur har ek story ke beech… main apni soch, apni planning aur apni zindagi organize karti hoon.
Ye library mere liye sirf kaam ka space nahi, ek sanctuary hai.
Camera dhire dhire pan karta hai — Arti ke haath ki movements, books ke colors aur library ke window se aati soft morning light.
Ek cinematic tracking shot me Arti ka focused aur composed aura highlight hota hai.
Arti (inner monologue continues)
Aur haan… Behen_Code ke liye ye subah bhi ek mission ka part hai.
Har ek moment, har ek decision… bas soch samajh kar.
Wo ek stack of new books utha kar shelf ke upar place karti hai, ek perfect alignment check karti hai, aur soft smile ke sath ek chair par baith kar register update karti hai.
Camera zoom out karta hai — ek wide shot me library ka serenity, Arti ki calm presence aur morning ki shanti ek cinematic frame me.
Background me light ambient instrumental music chal rahi hai, ek soft cinematic touch dete hue.
Scene – Morning, Food Adda – Ishaani ka Shift
Restaurant ke andar morning ka hustle tha, tables par fresh napkins aur chai ke cups line me lage hue the.
Ishaani apron pehne counter ke paas busy hai, orders note kar rahi hai aur plates arrange kar rahi hai.
Camera pan karta hai aur dikhata hai — ek group of boys restaurant me enter karte hain, loud laughter ke saath.
Wo ek table pe chair patakte hain, tablecloth pe doodle karte hain, aur jor jor se vulgar jokes sunate hain.
Har baar koi waiter unke samne jaata hai, wo cheekh kar aur jor se hansi nikalte hain.
Ishaani (inner monologue, soft but firm tone)
Yeh ladke… bas gadbad karne aaye hain.
Main busy hoon… par ye dekh kar dimag kharab ho raha hai.
Wo door se unke har move observe karti hai, apna kaam quietly continue karti hai.
Ek plate pass karte waqt wo chhoti si glance unki taraf dalti hai, jaise mentally plan kar rahi ho ki kaise handle karna hai.
Tabhi restaurant manager approach karta hai, thoda strict tone me:
Manager
Bhai log… thoda apna behavior sahi rakho.
Table aur napkins ka dhyan rakho, aur vulgar jokes mat sunao.
Lekin unme se ek ladka, jo clearly kisi raees ka beta lag raha tha, manager ki baat sunte hi cheekh uthta hai:
Raees ka beta ladka (scornful tone)
Aur tu kaun hota hai humein sikhane wala? Yeh tera restaurant hai kya? Fuckk off you ass hole.... Nikal ja yaka se bhosdike
Wo manager ko gaali deta hai aur loudly laugh karte hue restaurant se bahar nikalta hai.
Manager peeche se chhota sa sigh leta hai, frustration me.
Ishaani (inner monologue, quietly observing)
Dekha… yehi samaj hai.
Par main bas apna kaam karti hoon. Unke antics ka mujh par koi asar nahi.
Wo plate arrange karte hue aur napkins check karte hue calm aur composed rehti hai, jaise pura scene uski aankhon ke saamne ho, aur wo mentally note kar rahi ho ki agar koi aur gadbad hui to kaise handle karegi.
Restaurant ka normal hustle chal raha tha, tables par chai cups, napkins aur plates arrange the.
Ishaani counter ke paas busy hai, orders note kar rahi hai aur dishes pass kar rahi hai.
Camera phir un badmash ladko ke group par focus karta hai, jo ek table pe betha hai. Wo abhi bhi jor jor se laugh kar rahe hain aur tables pe doodle kar rahe hain.
Badmash ladka 1 (chair patakte hue)
Arre yaar, ye table cloth kitna boring hai, thoda doodle karte hain!
Badmash ladka 2 (zor se hansi)
Hahaha! Aur ye waiter ladki… dekh uska face!
Badmash ladka 3 (apni arrogance dikhaate hue)
Chalo bhai, thoda maze lete hain…
(Female waiter table par serve karne jaati hai, ladka 3 uske ass par hath fer deta hai)
Badmash ladka 3 (zor se hanskar)
Hahaha! Dekha bhaiyo, ye scene mast hai!
Female waiter (shock aur dard me)
Aah… please… ruko…
Badmash ladka 1
Arre chill maar, bas thodi masti ki…
Ishaani (inner monologue, firm aur angered)
Bas ab aur nahi… ye limit cross ho gayi.
Ishaani turant us taraf daudti hai, ladke ko samne se rok leti hai:
Ishaani (kadak, strong voice me)
Tum log yahan kya kar rahe ho? Yeh behavior kabhi bhi tolerate nahi kiya jayega!
Abhi waha se jao!
Restaurant ke kuch aur staff bhi aa jaate hain, politely but firm tone me:
Staff member
Bhai log, please calm down aur waha se jao. Ye restaurant ka environment hai, aur yahan sabka respect important hai.
Ladke jor jor se hans rahe hain, apni ameeri ka rob dikhate hue, bakte hue aur cheekh kar restaurant se nikal jaate hain.
Ishaani female waiter ke paas jaati hai aur usse gently hug karti hai.
Ishaani (softly, comforting)
Shant ho jao… ab safe ho tum.
Camera phir Ishaani ki tirchhi nigaah us ladke ki taraf zoom karti hai jo ab restaurant se bahar ja raha hai.
Uski aankhon me anger, justice aur determination ka mixture dikh raha hai
Scene – Gyaan Ganga Library – Afternoon
Background me halki si classical music chal rahi hai… shelves ke beech me Arti ek ek book ko dusting kar rahi hai, register me entries likh rahi hai. Har corner me peace hai, sirf page palatne ki awaaz sunai deti hai.
(Camera Arti par focus karta hai)
Arti apni glasses thodi adjust karti hai, aur neatly arranged books ke beech chhup kar ek soft smile ke saath ek purani poetry collection nikalti hai.
Arti (slowly apne aap se)
“Har kitab ke andar ek kahani hai… aur har kahani kisi dil ki yaad…”
Tabhi usse mehsoos hota hai jaise koi use dekh raha ho.
(Camera shift)
Door ek table par ek young ladka baitha hai — simple T-shirt, specs, ek open novel ke saath — lekin uski aankhein page par nahi, Arti par tikki hui hain.
Arti register me likhne ka natak karti hai, phir aankh utha kar dekhti hai. Dono ki nazar ek pal ke liye milti hai.
(Background me ek halki si violin note bajti hai)
Ladka halki si smile karta hai — ek respectful, calm smile — jaise sirf “hello” keh raha ho aankhon se.
Arti bas ek pal ke liye rukh kar uske reaction ko samajhti hai, phir apni aankhein niche kar leti hai.
Arti (apne aap se, soft tone me)
“Log… padne library aate hain, dekhne nahi.”
Wo diary close karti hai, apne dupatte ko thoda sambhalti hai aur ek aur section me chali jaati hai, jahan se us ladke ki nazar us par nahi ja sakti.
(Camera zoom out)
Shelf ke peeche se Arti ke kadam halki si chaap chhodte hue door chale jaate hain…
aur wo ladka ab bhi wahi baitha, us shelf ki taraf dekhta rehta hai jahan se Arti gayi thi.
Scene – Money From Heaven Bank (MFHB) – Afternoon, Lunch Break
Camera ek busy bank floor par glide karta hai — log apne counters par, clients line me, printer ki “trrrrr” awaaz ke beech ek steady hustle chal raha hai.
(Focus on Anushka)
Formal blue shirt, ponytail, ID card latka hua, expressions calm lekin confident.
Wo apne desk par kuch files close kar rahi hai, lunch box nikalne hi wali hoti hai ki uske piche se ek chip-chipa sa voice sunai deta hai.
Manager (halki si fake smile ke sath)
"Arre Anushka ji… aap to roz aur khubsurat lagti ja rahi hain… kaunsi cream use karti ho bhala?"
Anushka turant ruk jaati hai, aankhon me irritation lekin chehre par forced smile.
Anushka (polite tone, lekin sharp)
"Sir, cream nahi… mehnat karti hoon. Bas woh kaam kar leta hoon jo aapko karna chahiye."
Manager awkward sa hansne lagta hai, lekin phir bhi peecha nahi chhodta.
Manager (thoda close aake)
"Arre gussa kyu hoti ho… main to bas keh raha tha, tum jaise staff se hi bank chal raha hai. Aaj coffee pe chalo na, discuss karte hain future plans."
Anushka apna lunch box band karti hai, ek second uske aankhon me thoda gussa ubharta hai, par wo control karti hai.
Anushka (fake smile ke sath)
"Sir, mujhe yaad aaya — ek client ka cheque pending hai. Main abhi washroom se aake file ready karti hoon."
Manager samajhta hai jaise usne “haan” keh diya ho, aur aankhon se usse upar se neeche tak ghoorta rehta hai jab Anushka side se nikalti hai.
Camera uske face par zoom karta hai — uska smile ab gayab hai.
(Cut to – Bank washroom)
Anushka mirror ke saamne aati hai, handbag rakh kar ek deep breath leti hai.
Anushka (slowly, apne reflection se)
“It’s okay, babu… chutiya hai wo… tu bas apna kaam kar.”
Wo apne hair thoda fix karti hai, lipstick retouch karti hai, aur mirror me khud ko dekh kar ek confident si smile deti hai.
Anushka (continuing softly)
“Har din ek battlefield hai… lekin har baar jeetni main hi hoon.”
Background me soft instrumental music bajta hai — ek working woman ki silent strength ka theme.
Scene – Evening, Rahat’s House (same night timeline)
Soft golden sunset light ghar ke verandah me gir rahi hoti hai. Rahat apne dupatte ko thoda adjust karti hai, apna “Radio Zindagi” ka tag wala sling bag shoulder par daalti hai. Thoda perfume spray karti hai, apni chhoti si diary table par rakhti hai — wo diary jisme wo har din ke show ke notes likhti hai.
Bas nikalne hi wali hoti hai ki uske mobile ka notification tone bajta hai — “Ting!”
Rahat ruk jaati hai, mobile uthati hai. Screen par flash hota hai:
? Group Chat: BEHEN_CODE ?
Message same time me chaar jagah receive hota hai —
? Arti – Gyaan Ganga Library
? Anushka – Money From Heaven Bank
? Anisha – Client’s House
? Rahat – Home, ready to leave
Rahat screen par nazar daalti hai:
> Unknown ID (encrypted):
"It’s time for action, girls...
BEHEN_CODE is loading..." ??
Ek second ke liye uske chehre par wo purani josh bhari muskurahat laut aati hai. Uska thakan bhool jaati hai.
Rahat (halki si confident muskaan ke sath)
“Lagta hai... show aaj radio pe nahi, field me hoga.”
Camera zoom out karta hai — Rahat apna dupatta tight karti hai, bag apne shoulder par daalti hai, aur door band karke bahar nikal jaati hai. Background me wo iconic “Mission tone” bajti hai — ek deep feminine hum ke sath jisme power aur secrecy dono chhupi ho.
Cut to:
— Arti library ke table se phone uthati hai, specs nikal kar rakhti hai.
— Anushka bank ke cabin se nikl kar apni car ki key uthati hai.
— Anisha baby monitor side me rakhti hai aur bachche ki taraf dekhti hai, phir phone screen ko tight grip karti hai.
— Rahat road par nikalti hai, her steps steady, determined.
Narrator voice (background me Rahat ke tone me):
“Behen_Code... ek promise tha — ladkiyon ke liye, ladkiyon ke sath... aur jab waqt bulaye, koi peeche nahi hat ta.”
Camera fade out hota hai with a soft digital beep sound — indicating mission activation.
Scene – Subah, Location: Anushka ka Bedroom / MFHB Bank
Alarm ki tez beep-beep se subah ka sukoon todta hai.
Camera dhire-dhire bed par focus karta hai — ek side me khuli curtain se morning light aati hai, aur bed par Anushka half-sleeve night shirt aur shorts me bethi hai, aankh me thodi si thakan aur uthne ka josh.
Wo stretch karti hai, ek haath se alarm band karti hai, aur soft smile ke sath bolti hai:
Anushka (soft inner monologue)
“Main Anushka… 27 saal ki, apne sapno aur zindagi ka balance banane wali ek ordinary ladki.
Bank me kaam karti hoon, Money from Heaven Bank me… par mera ambition ordinary nahi.
Mujhe pata hai, main strong hoon… confident hoon… aur kisi bhi challenge ka samna kar sakti hoon.”
Camera ek soft montage shuru karta hai — slow beat music chalti hai.
1. Shower Scene – Water ki light droplets pe focus, Anushka dhire dhire shower me steps le rahi hai.
Anushka (voice over)
“Zindagi me discipline aur dedication ka matlab samajhti hoon… har ek din ek nayi shuruaat hai.”
2. Kapde Change Scene – Camera dhire dhire shot leta hai jab wo casual office wear me change hoti hai — shirt aur formal trousers.
Anushka (voice over)
“Main ek independent ladki hoon… kisi ka sahara nahi, bas apne iraade aur mehnat pe bharosa karti hoon.
Par mere liye family ka pyar bhi sabse important hai… maa ke liye main hamesha strong rahungi.”
3. Breakfast / Quick Look in Mirror – Ek chhota cup chai, phone check karte hue.
Anushka (voice over)
“Past mistakes ne mujhe sikhaaya hai… kabhi bhi kisi pe pura bharosa mat karo… par apne sapno aur principles me kabhi compromise mat karo.”
Camera dhire dhire track karta hai jab Anushka bag uthakar car ke paas jaati hai.
Car ke darwaze par uska confident smile, sunglasses ke peeche ek focused nazar…
Aur phir engine start hota hai — headlights glow karte hain morning ke soft light me.
Anushka (inner monologue, final shot)
“Yeh sirf ek aur din nahi… yeh mera mission hai. Apne liye, apni family ke liye, aur un ladkiyon ke liye jo abhi bhi lad rahi hain…
Aur main hamesha unke liye wahan rahungi — Behen_Code ka hissa hoke.”
Car smoothly road pe chalti hai, camera aerial shot me zoom out karta hai — ek filmy heroine ki morning entry, ready to conquer her day at MFHB Bank.
Scene – MFHB Bank, Morning
Anushka ki car parking me aati hai, wo smoothly park karti hai aur confident step ke sath bank ke entrance ki taraf badhti hai.
Bank ke andar sab employees apne counters ke sath busy hain.
Anushka (cheerful tone me, sabko greet karte hue)
Good morning, everyone!
Sab log halka sa muskurate hain aur kaam me busy ho jate hain.
Anushka counter ke paas jati hai aur apni files arrange karne lagti hai.
Tabhi Manager — thoda middle-aged, overconfident, aur thoda tharki type — apni desk se dheere se uski taraf dekhta hai.
Uski nazar ek pal ke liye Anushka ke chest par rukti hai.
Anushka ye notice kar leti hai. Uske chehre par ek halki irritation ki muskaan aa jaati hai.
Wo files ke saath apni positioning thoda change kar leti hai, jaise casually apna shoulder turn kare, aur manager ke samne se smoothly aur confidently nikal jaaye.
Anushka (chhoti si, irritate smile ke sath, inner monologue)
Haan bhai… dekh liya, ab aur nahi.
Main apna kaam karungi, aur tumhe dekh kar kaam nahi rukta.
Wo apne counter ke paas wapas jaati hai, files arrange karti hai aur ek confident “Good Morning” aur smile ke sath kaam me lag jaati hai.
Camera dhire dhire zoom out karta hai — ek strong, confident Anushka ki image ban jaati hai jo office me apni space clearly establish kar chuki hai.
Scene – Subah, Arti ka Ghar – Kitchen
Sun ki halki kirne kitchen ki windows se andar aa rahi thi.
Arti apron pehne stove ke paas khadi hai, eggs ko lightly fry kar rahi hai aur toast butter kar rahi hai.
Arti (softly, khud se)
Chalo Abhishek ke liye thoda energy breakfast… aaj ka din bhi busy hoga.
Camera cut karta hai side me jaake — Abhishek bed se aaj bhi late uth raha hai.
Wo phone check kar raha hai, thodi stretch karta hai aur sleepily murmurs:
Abhishek
Bas 5 minute…
Kitchen me hi door se saasu maa apni purani saree me khadi hai, haath me rolling pin ke saath.
Uski aankhon me wo chhup chhup ke khushi hai — jaise finally usse ek aur mauka mil gaya hai Arti ko “khari khoti” sunane ka.
Saasu Maa (apne aap se, halki si nakhre wali tone)
Aaj fir se dekhte hain… meri beti-in-law kitni perfectly kaam karegi, aur kaise main apni baatein daalungi.
Arti ko abhi ye pata nahi hai ki saasu maa corner me khadi hai.
Wo poore concentration ke sath eggs flip karti hai, toast nikalti hai aur chhoti si muskaan ke sath butter spread karti hai.
Arti (khud se)
Breakfast ready… aur breakfast ke saath ek aur smile bhi.
Camera zoom out karta hai — Arti ka calm, composed, aur dedicated side, Abhishek ka lazy morning mode, aur saasu maa ki chhupi hui curiosity — ye teen layers ek saath subah ka ek chhota, cinematic snapshot banate hain.
Scene – Subah, Rahat ka Ghar
Rahat kitchen me apni thodi thaki si yet energetic energy ke sath breakfast ready kar rahi thi.
Ek plate me anda, ek me toast, aur ek glass me juice — perfectly arranged, jaise ek chhoti si hope ke saath.
Rahat (apne aap se, softly)
Chalo, kal ki baat… aaj wo samjhega… shayad pyaar se baat kare.
Wo plate uthakar living room ki taraf badhti hai, jahan uska baap, Imdad, armchair me baith kar newspaper padh raha tha.
Rahat plate samne rakhti hai, muskaan ke sath:
Rahat
Papa… breakfast ready hai… thoda le lo… kal ki baat…
Imdad sirf uski taraf dekhe bina plate uthakar, ek hi move me khud ke liye pakad leta hai aur sidha khane lagta hai.
Na koi aankhon me softness, na ek muskaan, na ek shabd — jaise ye plate sirf ek object ho.
Rahat ke hothon par halka sa sigh nikalta hai, aankhon me disappointment aur thodi si udaasi chhupi hoti hai.
Wo thodi der plate ke samne khadi rehti hai, jaise umeed me, phir quietly kitchen ki taraf palat jaati hai.
Rahat (inner monologue, softly, thoda broken tone)
Har baar… bas har baar… main sochti hoon, shayad…
Par shayad… ye mera wait hi hamesha bekaar hai.
Camera zoom out karta hai — living room ka silence, sirf Imdad ke khane ki sound, aur Rahat ka thoda sa udaas dil —
ye moment dikhata hai ki uska din, chahe busy ho ya nahi, kabhi kabhi sirf apni udaasi se ladna hota hai.
Scene – Subah, Arti ka Ghar – Kitchen / Living Area
Arti kitchen me khadi hai, stove ke paas toast aur anda fry kar rahi hai.
Abhishek abhi bhi slow pace me ready ho raha hai, files aur laptop saath me le kar.
Saasu Maa (kadak tone me, haath pe thoda tension ke sath)
Arti! Mere bete ko office ke liye itni der se nikalte dekh kar lagta hai ki tumhare haath me time ka koi concept hi nahi hai!
Arti (calmly, sirf haan me haan bharte hue)
Haan maa… abhishek ke shoes aur bag arrange kar rahi thi…
Saasu Maa (kadak, aankhon me chhupi chidh)
Arrange karna? Office ka time fix hai! Aaj bhi Diwali ke baad ka pehla din hai… aur mere bete ko time par nikalna tumhari zimmedari hai!
Tumhe lagta hai yeh ghar khud manage ho jaayega? Har chhoti chhoti cheez tumhari zimmedari hai aur tum… tum bas… tum kitni kaamchori karti ho, abhi bas ban sanwar ke apni library me bhag jaogi... Kuch sharm hai tum me ??
Arti (shant, par patience ke saath)
Haan… haan maa… samajh gayi…
Saasu Maa ek kadak nigaah Arti par tikaye rehti hai, jaise har shabd se Arti ke dimag me lesson bake.
Arti, stove ke flame ke samne, ek haath se toast flip karte hue, silently saasu maa ki kadak aankhon aur shabd ka samna karti hai.
Uske chehre par calm aur patience hai, par andar hi andar ek halki si muskaan hai — kyunki usne phir bhi breakfast perfect ready kar diya.
Saasu Maa (apni aankhon me satisfaction ke saath, ek kadak tone me, par chhupi muskaan ke saath)
Hamesha dhyan rakho, Arti… mere bete ka khayal rakhna sirf tumhari duty hai… aur main… main hamesha dekh rahi hoon.
Camera zoom out karta hai — stove ki halka glow, Arti ki composed calm, aur saasu maa ka kadak aura ek hi frame me, classic domestic tension aur control ka snapshot banate hue.
Arti calmly plate uthakar table par rakh deti hai, buttered toast aur garma-garam anda perfectly arranged.
Saasu Maa abhi bhi kadak nigaah se corner me khadi hai, jaise ye morning ek chhota “test” ho.
Saasu Maa (ek last kadak line, haath me rolling pin lightly hold karte hue)
Beta… dhyan se jaana, aur time par wapas aana. Or Arti… tumne sahi se kaam kiya hai ya nahi, main dekh rahi hoon.
Abhishek ek soft smile deta hai, Arti ko quick glance karta hai aur phir door ke taraf badhta hai.
Camera slow motion me track karta hai — Abhishek car me jump karta hai, engine start hota hai, aur wo city ki morning traffic me ghul jata hai.
Cut To – Gyaan Ganga Library, Morning
Arti ghar se directly library pahunchti hai.
Door ke handle ko open karti hai, aur library ke andar ki soft morning light aur book aroma uske chehre par ek peace laati hai.
Wo apni daily library routine shuru karti hai:
Books ko shelf me organize karna, ek ek spine carefully align karna.
Registers aur log books ke record check karna, entry mark karna.
New arrivals ko shuffle karna aur ek neat stack me place karna.
Arti (soft inner monologue, while working)
Yahan ka shor, yahan ki shanti… bas books aur main.
Har ek book ka ek story hai, aur har ek story ke beech… main apni soch, apni planning aur apni zindagi organize karti hoon.
Ye library mere liye sirf kaam ka space nahi, ek sanctuary hai.
Camera dhire dhire pan karta hai — Arti ke haath ki movements, books ke colors aur library ke window se aati soft morning light.
Ek cinematic tracking shot me Arti ka focused aur composed aura highlight hota hai.
Arti (inner monologue continues)
Aur haan… Behen_Code ke liye ye subah bhi ek mission ka part hai.
Har ek moment, har ek decision… bas soch samajh kar.
Wo ek stack of new books utha kar shelf ke upar place karti hai, ek perfect alignment check karti hai, aur soft smile ke sath ek chair par baith kar register update karti hai.
Camera zoom out karta hai — ek wide shot me library ka serenity, Arti ki calm presence aur morning ki shanti ek cinematic frame me.
Background me light ambient instrumental music chal rahi hai, ek soft cinematic touch dete hue.
Scene – Morning, Food Adda – Ishaani ka Shift
Restaurant ke andar morning ka hustle tha, tables par fresh napkins aur chai ke cups line me lage hue the.
Ishaani apron pehne counter ke paas busy hai, orders note kar rahi hai aur plates arrange kar rahi hai.
Camera pan karta hai aur dikhata hai — ek group of boys restaurant me enter karte hain, loud laughter ke saath.
Wo ek table pe chair patakte hain, tablecloth pe doodle karte hain, aur jor jor se vulgar jokes sunate hain.
Har baar koi waiter unke samne jaata hai, wo cheekh kar aur jor se hansi nikalte hain.
Ishaani (inner monologue, soft but firm tone)
Yeh ladke… bas gadbad karne aaye hain.
Main busy hoon… par ye dekh kar dimag kharab ho raha hai.
Wo door se unke har move observe karti hai, apna kaam quietly continue karti hai.
Ek plate pass karte waqt wo chhoti si glance unki taraf dalti hai, jaise mentally plan kar rahi ho ki kaise handle karna hai.
Tabhi restaurant manager approach karta hai, thoda strict tone me:
Manager
Bhai log… thoda apna behavior sahi rakho.
Table aur napkins ka dhyan rakho, aur vulgar jokes mat sunao.
Lekin unme se ek ladka, jo clearly kisi raees ka beta lag raha tha, manager ki baat sunte hi cheekh uthta hai:
Raees ka beta ladka (scornful tone)
Aur tu kaun hota hai humein sikhane wala? Yeh tera restaurant hai kya? Fuckk off you ass hole.... Nikal ja yaka se bhosdike
Wo manager ko gaali deta hai aur loudly laugh karte hue restaurant se bahar nikalta hai.
Manager peeche se chhota sa sigh leta hai, frustration me.
Ishaani (inner monologue, quietly observing)
Dekha… yehi samaj hai.
Par main bas apna kaam karti hoon. Unke antics ka mujh par koi asar nahi.
Wo plate arrange karte hue aur napkins check karte hue calm aur composed rehti hai, jaise pura scene uski aankhon ke saamne ho, aur wo mentally note kar rahi ho ki agar koi aur gadbad hui to kaise handle karegi.
Restaurant ka normal hustle chal raha tha, tables par chai cups, napkins aur plates arrange the.
Ishaani counter ke paas busy hai, orders note kar rahi hai aur dishes pass kar rahi hai.
Camera phir un badmash ladko ke group par focus karta hai, jo ek table pe betha hai. Wo abhi bhi jor jor se laugh kar rahe hain aur tables pe doodle kar rahe hain.
Badmash ladka 1 (chair patakte hue)
Arre yaar, ye table cloth kitna boring hai, thoda doodle karte hain!
Badmash ladka 2 (zor se hansi)
Hahaha! Aur ye waiter ladki… dekh uska face!
Badmash ladka 3 (apni arrogance dikhaate hue)
Chalo bhai, thoda maze lete hain…
(Female waiter table par serve karne jaati hai, ladka 3 uske ass par hath fer deta hai)
Badmash ladka 3 (zor se hanskar)
Hahaha! Dekha bhaiyo, ye scene mast hai!
Female waiter (shock aur dard me)
Aah… please… ruko…
Badmash ladka 1
Arre chill maar, bas thodi masti ki…
Ishaani (inner monologue, firm aur angered)
Bas ab aur nahi… ye limit cross ho gayi.
Ishaani turant us taraf daudti hai, ladke ko samne se rok leti hai:
Ishaani (kadak, strong voice me)
Tum log yahan kya kar rahe ho? Yeh behavior kabhi bhi tolerate nahi kiya jayega!
Abhi waha se jao!
Restaurant ke kuch aur staff bhi aa jaate hain, politely but firm tone me:
Staff member
Bhai log, please calm down aur waha se jao. Ye restaurant ka environment hai, aur yahan sabka respect important hai.
Ladke jor jor se hans rahe hain, apni ameeri ka rob dikhate hue, bakte hue aur cheekh kar restaurant se nikal jaate hain.
Ishaani female waiter ke paas jaati hai aur usse gently hug karti hai.
Ishaani (softly, comforting)
Shant ho jao… ab safe ho tum.
Camera phir Ishaani ki tirchhi nigaah us ladke ki taraf zoom karti hai jo ab restaurant se bahar ja raha hai.
Uski aankhon me anger, justice aur determination ka mixture dikh raha hai
Scene – Gyaan Ganga Library – Afternoon
Background me halki si classical music chal rahi hai… shelves ke beech me Arti ek ek book ko dusting kar rahi hai, register me entries likh rahi hai. Har corner me peace hai, sirf page palatne ki awaaz sunai deti hai.
(Camera Arti par focus karta hai)
Arti apni glasses thodi adjust karti hai, aur neatly arranged books ke beech chhup kar ek soft smile ke saath ek purani poetry collection nikalti hai.
Arti (slowly apne aap se)
“Har kitab ke andar ek kahani hai… aur har kahani kisi dil ki yaad…”
Tabhi usse mehsoos hota hai jaise koi use dekh raha ho.
(Camera shift)
Door ek table par ek young ladka baitha hai — simple T-shirt, specs, ek open novel ke saath — lekin uski aankhein page par nahi, Arti par tikki hui hain.
Arti register me likhne ka natak karti hai, phir aankh utha kar dekhti hai. Dono ki nazar ek pal ke liye milti hai.
(Background me ek halki si violin note bajti hai)
Ladka halki si smile karta hai — ek respectful, calm smile — jaise sirf “hello” keh raha ho aankhon se.
Arti bas ek pal ke liye rukh kar uske reaction ko samajhti hai, phir apni aankhein niche kar leti hai.
Arti (apne aap se, soft tone me)
“Log… padne library aate hain, dekhne nahi.”
Wo diary close karti hai, apne dupatte ko thoda sambhalti hai aur ek aur section me chali jaati hai, jahan se us ladke ki nazar us par nahi ja sakti.
(Camera zoom out)
Shelf ke peeche se Arti ke kadam halki si chaap chhodte hue door chale jaate hain…
aur wo ladka ab bhi wahi baitha, us shelf ki taraf dekhta rehta hai jahan se Arti gayi thi.
Scene – Money From Heaven Bank (MFHB) – Afternoon, Lunch Break
Camera ek busy bank floor par glide karta hai — log apne counters par, clients line me, printer ki “trrrrr” awaaz ke beech ek steady hustle chal raha hai.
(Focus on Anushka)
Formal blue shirt, ponytail, ID card latka hua, expressions calm lekin confident.
Wo apne desk par kuch files close kar rahi hai, lunch box nikalne hi wali hoti hai ki uske piche se ek chip-chipa sa voice sunai deta hai.
Manager (halki si fake smile ke sath)
"Arre Anushka ji… aap to roz aur khubsurat lagti ja rahi hain… kaunsi cream use karti ho bhala?"
Anushka turant ruk jaati hai, aankhon me irritation lekin chehre par forced smile.
Anushka (polite tone, lekin sharp)
"Sir, cream nahi… mehnat karti hoon. Bas woh kaam kar leta hoon jo aapko karna chahiye."
Manager awkward sa hansne lagta hai, lekin phir bhi peecha nahi chhodta.
Manager (thoda close aake)
"Arre gussa kyu hoti ho… main to bas keh raha tha, tum jaise staff se hi bank chal raha hai. Aaj coffee pe chalo na, discuss karte hain future plans."
Anushka apna lunch box band karti hai, ek second uske aankhon me thoda gussa ubharta hai, par wo control karti hai.
Anushka (fake smile ke sath)
"Sir, mujhe yaad aaya — ek client ka cheque pending hai. Main abhi washroom se aake file ready karti hoon."
Manager samajhta hai jaise usne “haan” keh diya ho, aur aankhon se usse upar se neeche tak ghoorta rehta hai jab Anushka side se nikalti hai.
Camera uske face par zoom karta hai — uska smile ab gayab hai.
(Cut to – Bank washroom)
Anushka mirror ke saamne aati hai, handbag rakh kar ek deep breath leti hai.
Anushka (slowly, apne reflection se)
“It’s okay, babu… chutiya hai wo… tu bas apna kaam kar.”
Wo apne hair thoda fix karti hai, lipstick retouch karti hai, aur mirror me khud ko dekh kar ek confident si smile deti hai.
Anushka (continuing softly)
“Har din ek battlefield hai… lekin har baar jeetni main hi hoon.”
Background me soft instrumental music bajta hai — ek working woman ki silent strength ka theme.
Scene – Evening, Rahat’s House (same night timeline)
Soft golden sunset light ghar ke verandah me gir rahi hoti hai. Rahat apne dupatte ko thoda adjust karti hai, apna “Radio Zindagi” ka tag wala sling bag shoulder par daalti hai. Thoda perfume spray karti hai, apni chhoti si diary table par rakhti hai — wo diary jisme wo har din ke show ke notes likhti hai.
Bas nikalne hi wali hoti hai ki uske mobile ka notification tone bajta hai — “Ting!”
Rahat ruk jaati hai, mobile uthati hai. Screen par flash hota hai:
? Group Chat: BEHEN_CODE ?
Message same time me chaar jagah receive hota hai —
? Arti – Gyaan Ganga Library
? Anushka – Money From Heaven Bank
? Anisha – Client’s House
? Rahat – Home, ready to leave
Rahat screen par nazar daalti hai:
> Unknown ID (encrypted):
"It’s time for action, girls...
BEHEN_CODE is loading..." ??
Ek second ke liye uske chehre par wo purani josh bhari muskurahat laut aati hai. Uska thakan bhool jaati hai.
Rahat (halki si confident muskaan ke sath)
“Lagta hai... show aaj radio pe nahi, field me hoga.”
Camera zoom out karta hai — Rahat apna dupatta tight karti hai, bag apne shoulder par daalti hai, aur door band karke bahar nikal jaati hai. Background me wo iconic “Mission tone” bajti hai — ek deep feminine hum ke sath jisme power aur secrecy dono chhupi ho.
Cut to:
— Arti library ke table se phone uthati hai, specs nikal kar rakhti hai.
— Anushka bank ke cabin se nikl kar apni car ki key uthati hai.
— Anisha baby monitor side me rakhti hai aur bachche ki taraf dekhti hai, phir phone screen ko tight grip karti hai.
— Rahat road par nikalti hai, her steps steady, determined.
Narrator voice (background me Rahat ke tone me):
“Behen_Code... ek promise tha — ladkiyon ke liye, ladkiyon ke sath... aur jab waqt bulaye, koi peeche nahi hat ta.”
Camera fade out hota hai with a soft digital beep sound — indicating mission activation.
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