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Episode 6

LIFE KE DARD...

Scene: “Subah ka Sannata” | Rahat’s House – Morning

Background sound: kitchen me bartan ki khanak, masale ki halke se khushboo, aur ek purani wall clock ki “tick tick”.

Camera dheere se move karta hai — Rahat ek purani dressing table ke samne khadi hai, white kurti aur light blue dupatta me, apne baal band rahi hai.

Uske chehre par neend aur udaasi dono ke asar hain.

Ek purani wooden door ke peeche se awaaz aati hai —

Imdad (baap), khansi ke beech ghusse me:

> “Rahat! Subah ke das baj gaye hain, abhi tak kitchen saaf nahi hua?

Din bhar kaam ke bahaane... ghar ka dhyaan nahi, bas apni raaton ki naukri important lagti hai!”

Camera cut — Rahat chup khadi hai, aankhon me ek familiar dard hai.

Uske haath se comb ruk jaata hai.

Uski maa Rukhsana, jo kitchen ke kone me aate jaate kaam kar rahi hoti hai, unki nazar ek pal ke liye beti ke chehre par tik jaati hai.

Ek maa samajh jaati hai — uske dil me chhup kar bhi kuch chubhta hai.

Rukhsana (softly, situation sambhalte hue):

“Arre Imdad, subah se ladki ne saara kamra saaf kiya hai.

Bas ek chai pi lene do use, phir sab kar legi…”

Imdad (ghussa badh jaata hai):

“Chai? Ab mujhe yahan order milega kya?

Din raat awaaz me awaaz milati hai radio pe, lekin apne baap ke liye ek cup chai nahi bana sakti!”

Camera zooms on Rahat ka chehra — wo aankhon me aansu rok ke, dupatta samet kar room se nikalti hai.

Wo kitchen me aati hai, bina kuch bole chai banane lagti hai.

Stove ka flame jale jaise uske andar ka dard bhi jal raha ho.

Ek awkward silence.

Sirf kettle ka “sssshhhhh” sound.

Phir achanak —

Rahat (calm but trembling voice):

“Abbu... main galat nahi kar rahi.

Main bas kaam karti hoon... apni marzi se.

Kisi ke saath nahi bhaag rahi main.

Bas apne pairon pe khadi rehna chahti hoon.”

Imdad (thoda hil kar, par ghussa chhupate hue):

“Ladkiyon ko izzat ghar me bethi rehne se milti hai, Rahat.

Bahar ke hawa me sirf badnaamiyan hai.”

Rahat (deep breath lete hue, aankhon me aansu chamak rahe):

“Abbu... izzat ghar me band karke nahi milti...

Kama ke milti hai.”

Rukhsana kaam karte karte thami rehti hai — aankhon me aansu, lekin wajah pe muskaan. Usse apni beti par fakhar hai, par wo keh nahi sakti.

Camera dheere se move karta hai — Imdad chup ho jaata hai, bas chai ka cup uthata hai, aur apni kursi par jaakar baith jaata hai.

Background me Rahat ke radio ke mic ki ek purani recording bajti hai —

> “Kabhi kabhi awaaz chhoti hoti hai… par dil me goonj chhod jaati hai.”

Frame freeze hota hai: Rahat ek khidki ke paas khadi, cup hath me, par nazar door asmaan me — ek aisi ladki jo har din duniya se ladti hai, par apni awaaz kabhi nahi todti.

Scene – “Anisha at College” | Morning to Afternoon

Camera campus ke upar se pan karta hai.

Soft sunlight tall trees ke beech se filter ho rahi hai. Students groups me chat kar rahe hain, kuch classes ke liye daud rahe hain, aur kuch benches par baithe phones me busy hain.

Anisha backpack ek shoulder par slung, notebook hath me liye campus ke beech se guzarti hai.

Simple kurti, jeans, hair ponytail me tied. Wo kisi se nahi milti, kisi se baat nahi karti — sirf focused aur determined lagti hai.

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Cut classroom.

Students group discussion me busy hain. Laughter, jokes, paper shuffling har taraf.

Corner desk par Anisha baithi hai, notebook open, pen fast chal raha hai.

Voice-over (Anisha ka monologue):

> “Main Anisha… bas padhai aur apne kaam me busy rehti hoon.

Dost? Haan, ek do… bas.

Zyada baat karna… unnecessary lagta hai.

Mera time precious hai. Assignment complete karna ya exam ki taiyaari karna… yahi mera focus hai.

Personal life? Chhoti si family, mummy se zyada baatein nahi. Par phir bhi… main khud par proud hoon.

Main wahi karti hoon jo sahi lagta hai, aur kisi ke expectation me apna waqt waste nahi karti.”

Camera desk par zoom karta hai — books neatly arranged, laptop open, notes organized chaos me scattered.

Professor (off-screen, calling roll):

“Anisha?”

Anisha (bina upar dekhe, softly):

“Present, sir.”

Other students glance karte hain, whisper karte hain, kuch try karte hain uska attention lene ka, par wo notebook me busy hai.

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Cut library.

Anisha ek corner me baithi hai, headphones pehne, laptop me type kar rahi hai.

Campus bahar se bustling hai, par wo apni duniya me hai.

Voice-over continues:

> “Dost kam… priorities zyada.

Par isse life manageable hai.

Main jaisi hoon, waisi hi khush hoon.

Aur haan… main kabhi bhi unnecessary drama me nahi phasungi.”

Camera zoom on her focused face, headphones thoda slip ho rahe hain, pen rhythmically notebook par tap kar raha hai.

Wo faintly smile karti hai apni progress par, proud, self-contained.

Scene – “Ishani at Food Adda” | Morning to Afternoon

Camera restaurant ke andar se start hoti hai.

Ishani counter ke peeche khadi hai, apron tight, hair neatly tied, orders check kar rahi hai.

Background me soft instrumental music chal raha hai, aur table par kuch customers breakfast le rahe hain.

Ishani notice karti hai ki ek regular waitress jo kal kidnap hui thi, aaj shift par nahi aayi.

Ishani (apni soch me, softly):

> “Ye… kaam par kyun nahi aayi?

Kal jo hua… shayad abhi bhi safe nahi hai.

Ya fir… uske ghar me kuch problem ho gayi?

Par mai bas wait nahi kar sakti, customers bhi busy hain…”

Ishani apni nazar counter ke board aur order list par dalti hai.

Camera close-up — uski aankhon me concern aur determination dono dikh rahe hain.

Wo ek deep breath leti hai aur fir apne kaam me puri tarah lag jaati hai.

Ishani (softly, apne aap se):

> “Chalo… kaam pe dhyan do.

Par haan, ye baat dimag me rahegi.

Kisi ladki ko phir kabhi pareshan nahi hone denge.

Kal ki ghatna… yaad rahegi.”

Camera wide shot — Ishani table pe orders serve kar rahi hai, ek haath se plate utha kar customer ko de rahi hai, doosre haath se pen aur notepad handle kar rahi hai.

Background me kitchen ka hustle bustle, plates ki khanak aur soft music ke saath, Ishani ka focused expression highlight hota hai.

Scene – “Arti aur Rahat in Gyaan Ganga” | Library – Afternoon

Camera library ke quiet aisles me se move karti hai. Books ki khushboo aur halki si sunlight jo windows se aa rahi hai, ek calm vibe create kar rahi hai.

Arti apne cabin ke desk par baithi hai, register aur kuch books ke papers check kar rahi hai.

Rahat uske samne chair par baithi hai, haath me coffee cup, par mood kuch ukhda-ukhda sa.

Arti (lightly, teasing tone me):

> “Kya hua meri machine gun ko? Mood kaisa hai aaj?”

Rahat thodi der chup rehti hai, fir apni coffee sip karti hai. Eyes floor par fixed.

Rahat (softly, thoda hurt):

> “Arti… aaj subah… bas… abbu ne phir se…

Jaise har baat me sirf galtiyan dhoondhta ho.

Maine socha tha… ki shayad… kaam par jaane se pehle thodi respect milegi.

Par nahi… palte haath se khana leke sidha khane lag gaye… bina ek smile ya ek baat ke.”

Arti quietly sun rahi hai, samajhti hai, aur apni notebook pe notes mark karte hue ek soft smile deti hai.

Arti (gently):

> “Ohh… meri machine gun… samajh gayi.

Tumhara dil thoda hurt hua hai… lekin mujhe pata hai… tum strong ho.

Ab is library me safe ho, aur hum baatein kar sakte hain…”

Rahat thodi relax hoti hai, coffee cup ke saath apni aankhen upar uthakar Arti ki taraf dekhti hai.

Rahat (soft smile, almost whisper):

> “Thanks Arti… bas ye chahiye tha… kisi se share karne ka…

Kal raat ka tension aur abbu ka… sab ek saath tha.”

Camera cabin me close-up. Arti apni pen se register me mark kar rahi hai, Rahat coffee sip kar rahi hai. Mood light aur playful hai.

Arti (teasingly, cheeky smile ke saath):

> “Toh meri machine gun ko sirf abbu hi udaas kar sakte hain? Tum khud kaam me bhi thodi hi scared lag rahi ho aaj.”

Rahat (rolling eyes, thodi annoyed tone me):

> “Machine gun? Arti… seriously? Tum library me ho ya army base me?”

Arti (laughing softly, leaning back):

> “Haan, army base bhi ho sakti hai… par tumhare liye safe zone hamesha yahi library hai. War zone bahar hai, jaise tumhare ghar ka abbu!”

Rahat thodi laugh karti hai, phir mischief ke saath Arti ki taraf dekhti hai.

Rahat (teasingly, smirk ke saath):

> “Achha… library safe hai, par batao… tumhare ghar ka war zone kaisa lagta hai? Abhishek ke saath? Hah! Mujhe sunna hai, kal raat tumne kya kiya… ya phir nahi bataogi?”

Arti ka face thoda shock aur phir playful smile me convert hota hai.

Arti (mock serious, eyebrow raise karte hue):

> “Rahat! Tum… meri private life pe attack kar rahi ho kya? Library ke beech me ye nahi chalega. Yeh confidential operation hai, samjhi?”

Rahat (laughing, leaning forward):

> “Confidential operation? Hah! Mujhe bas curiosity hai… suno, suno… Abhishek ka mission kaise complete hua kal raat?”

Arti lightly pen se desk tap karti hai, flirtatiously.

Arti (smiling, teasing tone me):

> “Mission complete hua ya nahi… bas ye main aur Abhishek jaante hain. Tumhari curiosity ka kuch solution nahi.”

Rahat (pretending to pout, phir laugh karte hue):

> “Hah… chhodo! Bas samajh lo… library ke rules ke hisaab se, tum dono ka love-life strictly top secret hai!”

Wese banda to dikhne me kamal ka hai,

I guess tumhari to saansein atak jati hogi...

Arti (shock and smirk)

Abey pagal.... Tera baap sahi karta hai jo tujhe dantata hai...

Aise koi puchta kya direct,

Mana ki tu dost hai lekin....

Arti ek sip leti hai coffee ki.,

Rahat ( Tease karte huye)

Sun na! Tujhe batati hu, tere husband ko tease kiya kar apni baato se... Apne hatho se...

Arti excited hoke aage khiskati hai rahat ke,

Arti (curiosity se)

Tere kehne ka kya matlab hai ?

Rahat (fusfusate huye)

Gandi gandi gaaliya diya kar, jab bhi tum dono karo...

Arti pichhe khisak jati,

Arti(sharmate huye)

Chhii.... Pagal....

Rahat (more explain)

Are chhii nahi... Mardo ko maza aata hai, jab unki aurtein unse bistar me jubaan ladaye... Isse unka josh badhta hai... Or jab mard ka josh badhta hai to maza aurat ko hi milta hai meri jaan...

Dono haasi rokne ki koshish karte hain, phir Arti papers me busy hoti hai, Rahat coffee sip karte hue notebook check karti hai. Cabin me soft playful energy maintain hoti hai.

Scene – “Anisha aur Aunty ka Lite Vibe” | Anisha ka ghar / Daytime

Camera cozy living room me. Soft sunlight aur halki si morning vibe. Anisha casual t-shirt aur jeans me door se aati hai.

Anisha (door kholte hi, smile ke saath):

> “Hello aunty… main aa gayi, apni sabse favorite aunty ke paas!”

Aunty (smiling, arms open karte hue):

> “Arre meri chhoti si beti! Jaldi aayi… aao, aao.”

Dono ek dusre ko hug karte hain. Atmosphere me warmth aur comfort clearly dikh raha hai.

Anisha (chair par baithte hue, relaxed tone me):

> “Aunty… sach bataun, kabhi kabhi hostel me akele feel hota hai… par yahan aake, lagta hai sab kuch wapas normal hai. Jaise ghar hi wapas aa gayi.”

Aunty (soft smile ke saath, haath se Anisha ke bal sahi karte hue):

> “Haan beta… tumhare liye yeh ghar hamesha safe hai. Tum meri beti jaise ho… aur main hamesha tumhare saath hoon.”

Anisha (chhoti si mischief ke saath, smile karte hue):

> “Toh iska matlab… main yahan aake apna sab kuch share kar sakti hoon? Apni hostel ki problems, homework… aur thodi drama bhi?”

Aunty (laughing softly, playful tone me):

> “Bilkul beta… ghar ki beti hai… drama bhi chhupana nahi. Sab share kar sakti ho.”

Anisha light sigh ke saath apna backpack side me rakhti hai aur table par chai ke liye baith jaati hai. Aunty biscuit aur chai laati hai, dono baatein karte hue relaxed aur happy vibes me hain.

Anisha (biscuit haath me lete hue, smile karte hue):

> “Aunty… aaj mujhe extra special treat chahiye… hostel ke boring biscuits se better ho.”

Aunty (dramatic, but loving):

> “Hah… meri beti ke liye toh hamesha special hi hoga.”

Camera wide shot – dono comfortable aur warm mother-daughter vibes me, hansi-mazaak aur casual baatein share karte hue.

Scene – “Anisha ka Emotional Moment” | Aunty ka Ghar / Anisha ka Room

Camera soft focus me Anisha ko room ki taraf jaate hue dikhata hai. Room halki si dusty aur quiet hai, par cozy feel deta hai. Anisha slowly door kholti hai aur room me enter karti hai.

Wo room ko ek nazar se scan karti hai – bed neatly arranged, study table par kuch books aur ek photo frame rakha hua hai. Camera close-up pe photo frame – Anisha ki maa ka smiling face.

Anisha (softly, apne aap se, voice-over monologue style):

> “Maa… kitne din ho gaye… mujhe lagta tha main aaj yahan aake sab bhool jaungi… par tumhari yaad aate hi, dil phir se bhar aata hai.”

Wo photo frame ko haath me leti hai, dheere se touch karti hai, aankhon me aansu aa jaate hain. Camera slow zoom in – Anisha ka face, aankhon me dard aur yaadon ka mixture.

Anisha (thodi si chhupke awaaz me, almost whispering):

> “Mujhe tumhari bahut yaad aati hai… aur kabhi kabhi lagta hai, main yeh sab akeli nahi jhel sakti… par aunty ke saath… thoda comfort milta hai.”

Anisha slowly photo frame ko table par rakh deti hai, phir window ke paas jakar baith jaati hai, halki si sigh ke saath. Soft sunlight uske face pe padti hai, reflective mood create hota hai.

Camera wide shot – room me silence, sirf distant traffic aur birds ki awaz, Anisha apne thoughts me lost hai.

Scene – “Ishani ka Family Yaad Karna” | Food Adda, Evening

Camera restaurant ke busy setup me. Ishani apron me, orders le rahi hai, plates arrange kar rahi hai. Background me customers ki awaaz aur kitchen ke sounds.

Ek table serve karte hue Ishani thodi ruk jaati hai. Camera close-up – uska face soft aur distant lagta hai. Wo silently apni maa-baap ke bare me soch rahi hai. Kyoki table par ek family hoti hai ek husband ek wife or unki chhoti si beti... Wo gaur se us couple ko apne bache se pyaar karte huye dekhti hai... Use khana khilate hue dekhti hai,.... Yeh sab dekh kar hi Ishani apne past me ek quick travel karke aa jati hai

Ishani (chhupke monologue style, almost whisper):

> “Maa… Papa… kaise ho aaj? Bas thodi der ke liye lagta hai ki aapke saath hoon… par phir yeh kaam aur crowd… reality yaad dilata hai.”

Camera uske haath pe jata hai – plate hold kar rahi hai, par thodi der ke liye motion slow ho jata hai, jaise wo apne thoughts me lost hai.

Ishani ek deep breath leti hai, phir thodi si smile ke saath normal kaam continue karti hai – customer se politely baat karte hue.

Customer (friendly, order lete hue):

> “Thanks Ishani… service perfect hai jaise hamesha.”

Ishani softly smile karti hai, thodi si eyes me glimmer of emotion, aur phir agla order le kar busy ho jaati hai.

Camera wide shot – restaurant busy, Ishani ka focus kaam me, par uske andar ek soft family longing bhi dikh rahi hai.

Scene – “Anushka ka Witty Trap” | Money from Heaven Bank / Lunch Time

Camera bank ke floor pe. Anushka apni desk pe kaam kar rahi hai. Tharki manager side se aata hai, confident aur overconfident style me.

Tharki Manager (smiling, flirtatious):

> “Arre Anushka… ek coffee date chale? Bas lunch break me. Tumhare saath baat karne ka maza hi alag hai.”

Anushka (without looking, sarcastic):

> “Coffee date? Hmmm… mujhe lagta hai ki main apne kaam me busy hoon, ego boost ka time nahi hai.”

Tharki Manager (leaning closer, insist karte hue):

> “Arre, sirf ek cup coffee… promise, bas 15 minute.”

Anushka (thinking, phir ek devil smile ke saath):

> “Theek hai sir… main aati hoon aapke saath coffee date pe.”

Tharki manager (smiling)

That's great baby... Let's go now

Anushka (trying to do something)

Ek minute sir bas.... Ek call...

Wo apna phone nikalti hai aur kuch dhundne lagti hai, jaise contact search kar rahi ho.

Manager (surprisingly)

Common yaar kisko call kar rahi ho,

Baad me kar lena

Anushka (manager ki taraf dekhte hue, playful tone):

> “Lekin sir… akele coffee date ka maza nahi aayega. Aapki wife ko bhi to bulana padega na?”

Tharki Manager (shock me, confused):

> “Kya? Tum… kya kar rahi ho?”

Anushka (calmly, devil smile ke saath):

> “Are sir… date me sabko include karna chahiye na. Agar unhe pata chal gaya ki hum sirf akele ja rahe the… toh?”

Isi waqt Anushka call kar deti hai. Speaker pe call connect hoti hai aur ek authoritative female voice sunai deti hai:

Wife (speaker pe):

> “Haan Anushka… bolo, kya baat hai?”

Camera close-up – Anushka ka devilish smile, manager ka pasina saaf karte hue face, bina kuch bole waha se nikal jata hai.

Camera wide shot – Anushka confident, phone side me rakh kar apna kaam continue karti hai. Background me thoda music ka subtle triumphant tone.