23-11-2025, 10:48 PM
Episode 11
Scene: Morning – Mission Day (Today)
EXT. MUMBAI STREETS – 7:00 A.M.
Aerial shot — Mumbai jaag chuki hai.
Sadkon par autos, office-goers, newspaper vendors.
Kahin corner me ek chai stall se uthti steam.
Background me ek light pulsing beat, jo mission-day ki energy ko build karta hai.
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CUT TO: ARTI’S KITCHEN – SAME TIME
Arti apron pehne gas ke samne khadi hai.
Stove pe parathe sek rahe hain, ek haath se chai stir kar rahi hai, aur dusre haath me mobile — Bluetooth connected.
Uske chehre par calm seriousness, par aankhon me ek alag focus hai.
Peeche se saas ki aawaz aati hai,
“Arti, tumhara breakfast ready hai na?”
Arti: “Haan maa ji, bas ek minute.”
Phone vibrate karta hai —
Group notification: BEHEN_CODE – Ready For Today?
Arti halki si smile karti hai, screen dekh kar softly kehti hai,
“Ready? Hum kab ready nahi hote.”
Wo apni cup uthati hai, ek sip leti hai, aur message reply karti hai:
> ✅ “Everyone stays sharp. Today is the day.”
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CUT TO: ANUSHKA – BANK PARKING AREA
Anushka formal outfit me — navy blue shirt, cream trousers, hair neatly tied.
Wo apni car lock karti hai, ek deep breath leti hai.
Aaj uske chehre pe usual calm ke saath thoda mission confidence bhi hai.
Uska phone blink karta hai — Arti ka message.
Anushka softly: “Bas aaj kaam khatam hote hi, main bhi ready.”
Wo bank ke andar jaate hue apne reflection me khud ko dekhti hai — confident smile ke saath kehti hai,
“Let’s make today count.”
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CUT TO: RAHAT – RADIO STATION AUTO RIDE
Auto ka horn, Mumbai ka rush hour.
Rahat apne mic bag ko lap par rakhe baithi hai, earphones me apni show ke intro beats chal rahi hain.
Phone par group notification blink karta hai.
Rahat softly: “Behen_Code is online… aur main bhi.”
Auto driver poochta hai,
“Madam, aaj kuch special show hai kya?”
Rahat (smiling): “Special show nahi bhaiya, special din hai.”
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CUT TO: ISHANI – RESTAURANT BACKDOOR
Kitchen me hamesha ki tarah hustle chal raha hai.
Ishani apron utar kar ek hook par latkati hai, aur apni bag me kuch cheeze daalti hai —
ek folded note, ek black hoodie, ek pair of gloves.
Mirror ke saamne ruk kar apne reflection se softly bolti hai:
“Bas aaj ka din… phir sab clear.”
Manager door se chillata hai,
“Ishani! Aaj off liya hai na?”
Ishani: “Haan sir, thoda urgent kaam hai.”
Wo bag shoulder pe leti hai aur door se nikal jaati hai — uske chehre pe confidence aur ek chhoti si smile.
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CUT TO: ANISHA – HOSTEL ROOM
Hostel ke kamre me morning light aa rahi hai.
Bed par scattered notebooks, ek corner me laptop, aur desk par coffee mug.
Anisha apna bag pack kar rahi hai — ek pen drive, kuch folded papers, pepper spray.
Phone vibrate karta hai — Group call incoming: BEHEN_CODE.
Wo turant Bluetooth earbud lagati hai aur cheerful tone me bolti hai:
“Good morning meri team! Ready for action?”
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CUT TO: AAJI’S HOUSE – LIVING ROOM
Warm, cozy room. Table par laptop, papers, aur ek purani security officer cap.
Darwaza knock hota hai — Ishani andar aati hai, uske peeche Anushka aur Anisha.
Sab ek sath sofa ke aas-paas settle ho jati hain.
Aaji (teasing smile ke sath):
“Aree wah, meri tigresses punctual ho gayi aaj! Mission ka din lagta hai sach me serious hai.”
Bluetooth speaker se Rahat ki voice aati hai:
“Main bhi line par hoon Aaji, aur haan, chai peene ka promise mat bhoolna!”
Aaji (laugh ke saath):
“Tumhe to ek din garam chai me ubalna padega, tab shaant hogi.”
Sab hasti hain, ek chhoti si light moment — phir silence.
Ishani (serious tone):
“Alright girls, focus. Aaj hamara D-day hai.
Sab jagah pe time se pahuchna, koi delay nahi.”
Arti (Bluetooth par):
“Sabko apni roles yaad hai na? Kal ki tarah confusion nahi chahiye. Aur koi bhi emotional nahi hoga, understood?”
Anushka: “Roger that, Captain Arti.”
Rahat: “Captain nahi, Arti Bond!”
Sab ek saath hasti hain.
Camera circle me unke faces capture karta hai — ek confident, ek nervous, ek calm, ek excited.
Aaji chai ka cup table par rakhti hai aur softly bolti hai:
“Jaao meri sherni log… aaj kisi ka ghamand tootega.”
Scene: “THE PRODUCER’S DEN” – EVENING
EXT. BANDRA – A posh sea-facing apartment building – 6:45 PM
Golden sunset ke saath Mumbai ke skyline ka wide shot.
Camera zoom karta hai ek glass façade wale luxury flat par —
nameplate pe likha hai:
“Mr. R. Khanna – Film & Casting Agency”
Building ke gate ke bahar ek white Mercedes already khadi hai.
Security guard lazily register me entry likh raha hai.
Ek black sedan dheere se corner pe rukti hai —
andar Anushka baithi hai, formal outfit me, dark glasses lagaye.
Wo Bluetooth me softly bolti hai:
“Team, position check.”
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Rahat – auto ke andar, road ke opposite side par
Earphones me mic connected hai, lap me ek small recorder.
Rahat: “Audio line clear hai. Camera feed ready.”
Uske bag me chhupa mini transmitter green blink karta hai.
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Anisha – building ke andar, as ‘delivery girl’ disguise me.
Uske hath me ek pizza box aur bag me micro spy cam.
Lift ka button dabate hue softly bolti hai:
“Delivery aa rahi hai, third floor — target confirmed.”
Uske chehre pe thoda nervousness, par aankhon me spark.
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Arti – apne kitchen se Bluetooth par connected.
Table par laptop khula hai, jisme live CCTV feed chal raha hai (Rahat ke through).
Background me cooker se steam nikal rahi hai, saas TV dekh rahi hai.
Arti softly kehti hai:
“Okay girls, focus. Remember, koi bhi panic nahi karega.”
Aaji (uske bagal me baithi, calm tone me):
“Bas camera sahi angle se lag jaaye, phir asli tamasha shuru hoga.”
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INT. PRODUCER’S LIVING ROOM – SAME TIME
Ghar bahut hi lavish —
glass tables, leather sofa, ek corner me wine chiller, aur diwaaron par film posters.
Background me slow jazz music baj raha hai.
Producer R. Khanna — mid-40s, heavy voice, flashy shirt, diamond bracelet —
phone par kisi se bol raha hai,
“Haan haan baby, sabko chance milta hai industry me, par thoda… effort dikhana padta hai.”
Wo creepy laugh karta hai.
Uske samne ek young girl bethi hai — wahi ladki jise Ishani ne audition room me dekha tha.
Woh ab bhi thodi nervous hai, bag tightly pakda hua hai.
Tabhi doorbell bajti hai.
Producer irritation se bolta hai, “Kaun hai yaar ab?”
Ek servant jaake door kholta hai —
Anisha (delivery girl) saamne khadi hai.
Anisha (polite tone me): “Sir, pizza order tha, third floor – Khanna residence?”
Khanna: “Mujhe koi pizza nahi chahiye. Galat flat hoga.”
Anisha muskurati hai:
“Sir, name to yahi likha hai. R. Khanna.”
Khanna thoda confused, phir kehta hai,
“Achha rakh do table pe. Main payment online kar dunga.”
Anisha pizza table par rakh kar casually coffee table ke neeche mini cam fix karti hai.
Uske chehre par ek halki si confident smile —
phir quietly nikal jaati hai.
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CUT TO: OUTSIDE – PARKED CAR
Ishani car ke andar baithi hai, earpiece me sab kuch sun rahi hai.
Usne casual jacket pehni hai, aur bag me ek hidden cam aur pepper spray.
Arti (Bluetooth me): “Ishani, ab tera cue hai. Tu ‘new model’ ke naam se andar jaayegi. Remember, confident aur calm.”
Ishani (deep breath lete hue): “Roger that. Let’s finish this creep.”
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INT. PRODUCER’S LIVING ROOM – FEW MINUTES LATER
Doorbell phir bajti hai.
Producer ke servant door kholta hai —
Ishani entry leti hai, white shirt, denim, minimal makeup.
Khanna: “Oh hello! You must be Ishani, right? I was expecting you.”
Ishani (smiling): “Yes sir. Audition ke liye aayi thi, sorry thoda late ho gayi.”
Khanna usse gesture karta hai,
“No problem. Industry me time aur looks dono important hain… come, sit.”
Ishani softly baith jaati hai.
Uske bag me chhupa recorder blink kar raha hai.
Rahat apni seat par headphone lagaye har word record kar rahi hai.
Khanna apni drink sip karta hai aur bolta hai,
“Toh Ishani, tumhe pata hai na… audition ke alawa bhi kuch test hota hai.”
Ishani aankhon me seedha dekhte hue kehti hai,
“Sir, mujhe acting test lena hai, ya character test?”
Khanna thoda jhatka khata hai, smirk karta hai,
“You’ve got attitude… I like that.”
Uske bad Ishani ke phone me silent vibration aata hai — Arti ka message:
> “Trigger point ready. Continue talking. Rahat recording on.”
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Khanna chair se uthta hai aur Ishani ke paas aata hai,
apni glass table par drink rakh kar bolta hai,
“Relax baby, main koi bhoot nahi hoon… thoda close aao.”
Khanna: “Audition to hamesha hota rahta hai… lekin main unhi ko select karta hu jinke andar ‘extra spark’ ho.”
Wo smile karta hai — creepy.
Ishani calmly baith jaati hai, bag table pe rakhti hai.
Ishani: “Sir, spark acting me chahiye na character ke liye, ya bedroom ke liye?”
Khanna momentarily blank.
“Tum ladkiyan bhi na... seedha sawaal kar deti ho.”
Wo khada hota hai, Ishani ke paas aata hai,
“Dekho, thoda close aao na... relax ho jao.”
Ishani khadi hoti hai, bilkul uski aankhon me dekh kar kehti hai:
“Close-up ke liye sir?”
Khanna awkward laugh karta hai, haath Ishani ke shoulder ke paas aata hai —
Tabhi Ishani ek kadam peeche hat kar calm tone me bolti hai:
“Ek second, sir. Mujhe record karna hai na dialogue test…”
Wo apne phone ka recorder on karti hai — secretly video mode pe.
Khanna: “Arre off the record baat kar rahe hain, camera ki kya zarurat hai.”
Ishani: “Sir, mujhe real feel chahiye. Aap hi to kehte hain, natural acting best hoti hai.”
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Us waqt sofa pe bethi ladki (jo pehle ro rahi thi) Ishani ko pehchaan leti hai —
wo same ladki hai jise Ishani ne audition office me dekha tha.
Uski aankhon me ek spark aata hai, jaise kisi ne use himmat di ho.
Wo apni chair se uthti hai aur tremble karte hue kehti hai:
“Sir, mujhe jaana hai.”
Khanna irritate hota hai, “Baith jao, jab tak main na kahu.”
Ishani (firmly): “Let her go,khanna sahab... I'm the main course for you.
Ishani blink karti hai
Voice calm, par steel jaisi.
Khanna par ab hawas chadhne lagi thi wo bolta hai, aye ladki jao yaha se... Or yeh mat samajhna ki tumhara role pakka ho gaya hai... Jab bhi main bolu tab aana hoga.
Ishani slow smile ke sath apna phone uske samne karti hai —
“Video chal raha hai sir. Aapka spark camera pe aa raha hai.”
Khanna(turn onn)
itna door kyu khadi ho ishaani, aao mere paas main tumhe bhi chand tak pahuncha dunga....
Aas-paas sirf jazz music baj raha hai aur uske breathing ki heavy sound.
Ishani: “Aap bolte ho na industry me courage chahiye, chaliye main puchti hu ab apse... Kya mujh me hai wo courage jo apki baki ki actress me tha... I mean jin ko apne Chand tak pahuchaya hai...
Khanna ka chehra hawas se laal ho gaya,wo Ishani ko pakadta hai or uske shoulder par ek bite karne lagta hai kiss ke sath...
Khanna
Tumhe kya batau jaan, ki kis kis ko kaha kaha tak pahuchaya hai... Tum Shefali ko hi lelo... Are pahle wo bhi to model hi thi, actor to wo ab bani hai... Lekin sach kahu to usko chodne me utna maza nahi aaya, jitne tumhe chodne me aayega... Sali ki choot hi dhili pad gayi thi... Slut jo thi apni personal life mein.
Khanna ke haath se glass girta hai.
Background me Rahat ki voice (Bluetooth me whisper):
> “Got it. Audio lock. It’s done, girls.”
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Arti (on bluetooth)
Keep going girls... Yeh sala kuchh jyada hi sachai ugal raha hai.
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Ishani(moaning and shocked)
Ahhhh ufff...
Really sir... Mujhe laga wo apne dum par industry me aayi hai or chand tak pahuchi hai,
Khanna(kissing Ishani shoulder and smirk)
Are wo behen ki Lodi... Kya apne dum par pahuchegi sali randi... Is industry me chand tak jane ke liye mere rocket par bethna jaruri hai Ishani...
Ekdum se building ka darwaza khulta hai and Anisha Aaji andar ghuste hai..
CUT to
EXT. BUILDING GATE – NIGHT
Ishani bahar nikalti hai — us ladki ke sath, jo ab halka sa smile kar rahi hai.
Ishani apni dupatta theek karti hai, ek deep breath leti hai.
Auto ke paas pahuch kar kehti hai:
“Next time jab koi aisa offer de, to ‘sir’ mat kehna… bas seedha ‘no’ kehna.”
Wo ladki emotional tone me bolti hai:
“Thank you… mujhe laga main akeli hoon.”
Ishani uska haath thama kar kehti hai:
“Ab koi ladki akeli nahi hai… Behen_Code hai na.”
Camera zoom out karta hai —
Sea breeze me Ishani ke hair udd rahe hain,
City lights piche sparkle kar rahe hain,
aur background me Rahat ki recorded line echo karti hai:
> “Kuch kahaniyaan sirf likhi nahi jaati…
Unhe ladkiyaan likhti hain, apni himmat se.”
Ishani Anushka ke sath car me...
Anushka(notice Ishani)
It's okay yaar, be proud yourself... Us budhe ne tujhe chhua lekin tune aaj wo kiya hai jo shayd koi himmat nahi kar pata...
Ishani car mirror me khud ko dekhti hai and flashback...
Ek ghante pahle,
Anisha or Aaji ghar me ghuste hai, unhe dekhte hi Khanna gusse me bhadak jata hai,
Khanna
Ye kya ho raha hai behenchod, mere ghar me aaj koi bhi ghusa aa raha hai...
Aaji (smirk)
Ghar me nahi sale, ab jail me jayega tu...
Or Anisha laptop par live feed dikhati hai,
Ishani(dramatic)
Sir yeh kya ho raha hai sir... Yeh log koun hai, or meri izzat ka sawal hai sir...
Khanna (covering his face)
Dekho tum jo log ho chale jao yaha se... Or sidha batado kitna paisa loge...
Aaji gusse me ek chanta Khanna ko marti hai, or Khanna wahi zameen par gir padta hai...
Aaji(angry)
Aaj ke baad agar kisi or ladki ki izzat se khela to yaad rakhna yeh pura casting couch youtube par post kar dungi, puri zindagi muh chhipata rahega...
Khanna(gusse me)
Tu janti hai maderchod main koun hu...
Aaji (smirk)
Ek bhadwa kutta jo bachiyo ko nochta hai...
Itne me hi Khanna ke ghar ka darwaza fir se khulta hai or uski jawan beti andar ghusti hai...
Beti:
Hy dad... Oh shit... Aap zameen par kya kar rahe ho, or yeh sab koun hai... Is everything right dad ???
Aaji look at Khanna
Sahab inhe batao na hum koun hai,
Wo madam main bas yaha kaam ke silsile me aayi thi... Ghar ka koi kaam kaaz ho to, yeh meri beti hai
Anisha ki taraf ishara karte huye...
Beti:-
Wait dad... Main apke liye pani laati hu
Wo andar kitchen me chali jati hai...
Aaji:-
Sharm aani chahiye tujhe, apne beti ki umar ki ladkiyo ke sath... Agar kabhi aisa teri beti ke sath hua to...
Khanna ki aankho me aansu aa gaye, or wo hath jodne hi wala tha ki... Uski beti aa jati hai
Beti:
Yeh lijiye dad pani....
Aaji Ishani Anisha or us ladki ko ishara karti hai ki chalo, ab kaam ho gaya humara...
Khanna Ishani ko ek maafi ki nazro se dekhta hai, Ishani waha se aage badh jati hai ....
Back to present time....
Scene: Aaji ka ghar — shaam ke 7 baje
Living room me warm yellow light jal rahi hai, table par chai ke cup, kuch snacks aur laptop khule hue pade hain. Arti ne apne kitchen se abhi abhi garam pakode nikale hain. Anisha ek cushion lap me rakhe bethi hai, aur Rahat apne phone me kuch clips dekh rahi hai. Anushka bank ke formals me hi aayi hai, lekin uske chehre par satisfaction hai — mission successful hone ka sukoon.
Bas Ishani hi chup si hai. Corner wale couch par bethi hai, aankhon me thodi thakan aur bechaini. Uska make-up thoda smudge hua hai, jaise haste hue bhi kuch chhupane ki koshish kar rahi ho.
Arti (chai rakhte hue):
"Sab kuch smooth gaya, haan? bhagwan ka shukr hai ki uski beti sahi waqt par aa gayi, or humein jyada kuch karna nahi pada...
Sab ke chehre par ek halki si smile.
Rahat (phone side rakhte hue):
"Haan, lekin Ishani... tu kuch zyada hi quiet hai. Sab thik hai na?"
Ishani ne sirf ek halki si smile di, par aankhon me kuch tha — wo blank expression jo sab kuch keh jata hai bina kuch bole.
Anisha (thoda aage badhti hai):
"Arey tujhe dekh ke lag raha hai jaise tu kuch kehna chahti hai..."
Ishani ne deep sa sigh liya.
“Khanna... wo... Sala.... mujhe touch kar raha tha”
Room ekdam silent ho gaya.
Arti ke haath me rakha cup table par khamosi se rakh diya gaya. Rahat ki aankhon me gussa ubal gaya.
Ishani (aankhon me aansu, par awaaz firm):
"Haan. Par maine use roka. Aur fir uske saamne hi camera par sab kuch ugalwa liya. Usne khud bola—‘main karte aaya hoon sabke sath’.”
(Aankhon me ek confident glare)
“Main uske darr ko apne darr se bada nahi hone dungi.”
Ek chhoti si ladki jise Khanna ne pehle trap kiya tha — wahi ladki, ab door se khadi sun rahi hoti hai. Wo Ishani ke paas aati hai, halki si smile ke sath bolti hai:
“Thank you... agar aap nahi hoti, main kabhi wahan se nikal nahi paati.”
Rahat Ishani ke kandhe par haath rakhti hai.
“Tu sirf unke liye nahi ladi Ishani... tu hum sab ke liye ladi hai.”
Anushka softly bolti hai,
“Behen_Code ka ek or mission... officially successful.”
Sab ek dusre ko dekh ke ek silent nod karte hain.
Chhoti ladki
Yeh behen_code kya hai ??
Anisha us ladki ko puri baat samjhati hai, use sab kuchh batati hai jo bhi mission or task in logo ne abhi tak kiye they....
Us ladki ke aankho me aansu aa jate hain,
Ladki
That's.... That's amazing... Kabhi bhi kisi bhi chiz ki jarurat ho, to main tayar hu tum sabka sath dene ke liye... Mujhe jaisi na jane kitni hi ladkiya is problems me ghiri hogi,.... Maine soch liya hai jab bhi aap sab ko madad chahiye hogi, I always ready.....
Background me Aaji ka purana ghadiya “tick-tick” kar rahi hoti hai — jaise waqt bhi inke saath khada ho.
Camera zoom-out:
Table par chai thandi ho chuki hai, par in ladkiyon ke jazbaat garam.
Unke chehre par thakan bhi hai... aur ek naya junoon bhi.
Fade out.
Scene: Morning – Mission Day (Today)
EXT. MUMBAI STREETS – 7:00 A.M.
Aerial shot — Mumbai jaag chuki hai.
Sadkon par autos, office-goers, newspaper vendors.
Kahin corner me ek chai stall se uthti steam.
Background me ek light pulsing beat, jo mission-day ki energy ko build karta hai.
---
CUT TO: ARTI’S KITCHEN – SAME TIME
Arti apron pehne gas ke samne khadi hai.
Stove pe parathe sek rahe hain, ek haath se chai stir kar rahi hai, aur dusre haath me mobile — Bluetooth connected.
Uske chehre par calm seriousness, par aankhon me ek alag focus hai.
Peeche se saas ki aawaz aati hai,
“Arti, tumhara breakfast ready hai na?”
Arti: “Haan maa ji, bas ek minute.”
Phone vibrate karta hai —
Group notification: BEHEN_CODE – Ready For Today?
Arti halki si smile karti hai, screen dekh kar softly kehti hai,
“Ready? Hum kab ready nahi hote.”
Wo apni cup uthati hai, ek sip leti hai, aur message reply karti hai:
> ✅ “Everyone stays sharp. Today is the day.”
---
CUT TO: ANUSHKA – BANK PARKING AREA
Anushka formal outfit me — navy blue shirt, cream trousers, hair neatly tied.
Wo apni car lock karti hai, ek deep breath leti hai.
Aaj uske chehre pe usual calm ke saath thoda mission confidence bhi hai.
Uska phone blink karta hai — Arti ka message.
Anushka softly: “Bas aaj kaam khatam hote hi, main bhi ready.”
Wo bank ke andar jaate hue apne reflection me khud ko dekhti hai — confident smile ke saath kehti hai,
“Let’s make today count.”
---
CUT TO: RAHAT – RADIO STATION AUTO RIDE
Auto ka horn, Mumbai ka rush hour.
Rahat apne mic bag ko lap par rakhe baithi hai, earphones me apni show ke intro beats chal rahi hain.
Phone par group notification blink karta hai.
Rahat softly: “Behen_Code is online… aur main bhi.”
Auto driver poochta hai,
“Madam, aaj kuch special show hai kya?”
Rahat (smiling): “Special show nahi bhaiya, special din hai.”
---
CUT TO: ISHANI – RESTAURANT BACKDOOR
Kitchen me hamesha ki tarah hustle chal raha hai.
Ishani apron utar kar ek hook par latkati hai, aur apni bag me kuch cheeze daalti hai —
ek folded note, ek black hoodie, ek pair of gloves.
Mirror ke saamne ruk kar apne reflection se softly bolti hai:
“Bas aaj ka din… phir sab clear.”
Manager door se chillata hai,
“Ishani! Aaj off liya hai na?”
Ishani: “Haan sir, thoda urgent kaam hai.”
Wo bag shoulder pe leti hai aur door se nikal jaati hai — uske chehre pe confidence aur ek chhoti si smile.
---
CUT TO: ANISHA – HOSTEL ROOM
Hostel ke kamre me morning light aa rahi hai.
Bed par scattered notebooks, ek corner me laptop, aur desk par coffee mug.
Anisha apna bag pack kar rahi hai — ek pen drive, kuch folded papers, pepper spray.
Phone vibrate karta hai — Group call incoming: BEHEN_CODE.
Wo turant Bluetooth earbud lagati hai aur cheerful tone me bolti hai:
“Good morning meri team! Ready for action?”
---
CUT TO: AAJI’S HOUSE – LIVING ROOM
Warm, cozy room. Table par laptop, papers, aur ek purani security officer cap.
Darwaza knock hota hai — Ishani andar aati hai, uske peeche Anushka aur Anisha.
Sab ek sath sofa ke aas-paas settle ho jati hain.
Aaji (teasing smile ke sath):
“Aree wah, meri tigresses punctual ho gayi aaj! Mission ka din lagta hai sach me serious hai.”
Bluetooth speaker se Rahat ki voice aati hai:
“Main bhi line par hoon Aaji, aur haan, chai peene ka promise mat bhoolna!”
Aaji (laugh ke saath):
“Tumhe to ek din garam chai me ubalna padega, tab shaant hogi.”
Sab hasti hain, ek chhoti si light moment — phir silence.
Ishani (serious tone):
“Alright girls, focus. Aaj hamara D-day hai.
Sab jagah pe time se pahuchna, koi delay nahi.”
Arti (Bluetooth par):
“Sabko apni roles yaad hai na? Kal ki tarah confusion nahi chahiye. Aur koi bhi emotional nahi hoga, understood?”
Anushka: “Roger that, Captain Arti.”
Rahat: “Captain nahi, Arti Bond!”
Sab ek saath hasti hain.
Camera circle me unke faces capture karta hai — ek confident, ek nervous, ek calm, ek excited.
Aaji chai ka cup table par rakhti hai aur softly bolti hai:
“Jaao meri sherni log… aaj kisi ka ghamand tootega.”
Scene: “THE PRODUCER’S DEN” – EVENING
EXT. BANDRA – A posh sea-facing apartment building – 6:45 PM
Golden sunset ke saath Mumbai ke skyline ka wide shot.
Camera zoom karta hai ek glass façade wale luxury flat par —
nameplate pe likha hai:
“Mr. R. Khanna – Film & Casting Agency”
Building ke gate ke bahar ek white Mercedes already khadi hai.
Security guard lazily register me entry likh raha hai.
Ek black sedan dheere se corner pe rukti hai —
andar Anushka baithi hai, formal outfit me, dark glasses lagaye.
Wo Bluetooth me softly bolti hai:
“Team, position check.”
---
CUT TO:
Rahat – auto ke andar, road ke opposite side par
Earphones me mic connected hai, lap me ek small recorder.
Rahat: “Audio line clear hai. Camera feed ready.”
Uske bag me chhupa mini transmitter green blink karta hai.
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Anisha – building ke andar, as ‘delivery girl’ disguise me.
Uske hath me ek pizza box aur bag me micro spy cam.
Lift ka button dabate hue softly bolti hai:
“Delivery aa rahi hai, third floor — target confirmed.”
Uske chehre pe thoda nervousness, par aankhon me spark.
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Arti – apne kitchen se Bluetooth par connected.
Table par laptop khula hai, jisme live CCTV feed chal raha hai (Rahat ke through).
Background me cooker se steam nikal rahi hai, saas TV dekh rahi hai.
Arti softly kehti hai:
“Okay girls, focus. Remember, koi bhi panic nahi karega.”
Aaji (uske bagal me baithi, calm tone me):
“Bas camera sahi angle se lag jaaye, phir asli tamasha shuru hoga.”
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INT. PRODUCER’S LIVING ROOM – SAME TIME
Ghar bahut hi lavish —
glass tables, leather sofa, ek corner me wine chiller, aur diwaaron par film posters.
Background me slow jazz music baj raha hai.
Producer R. Khanna — mid-40s, heavy voice, flashy shirt, diamond bracelet —
phone par kisi se bol raha hai,
“Haan haan baby, sabko chance milta hai industry me, par thoda… effort dikhana padta hai.”
Wo creepy laugh karta hai.
Uske samne ek young girl bethi hai — wahi ladki jise Ishani ne audition room me dekha tha.
Woh ab bhi thodi nervous hai, bag tightly pakda hua hai.
Tabhi doorbell bajti hai.
Producer irritation se bolta hai, “Kaun hai yaar ab?”
Ek servant jaake door kholta hai —
Anisha (delivery girl) saamne khadi hai.
Anisha (polite tone me): “Sir, pizza order tha, third floor – Khanna residence?”
Khanna: “Mujhe koi pizza nahi chahiye. Galat flat hoga.”
Anisha muskurati hai:
“Sir, name to yahi likha hai. R. Khanna.”
Khanna thoda confused, phir kehta hai,
“Achha rakh do table pe. Main payment online kar dunga.”
Anisha pizza table par rakh kar casually coffee table ke neeche mini cam fix karti hai.
Uske chehre par ek halki si confident smile —
phir quietly nikal jaati hai.
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CUT TO: OUTSIDE – PARKED CAR
Ishani car ke andar baithi hai, earpiece me sab kuch sun rahi hai.
Usne casual jacket pehni hai, aur bag me ek hidden cam aur pepper spray.
Arti (Bluetooth me): “Ishani, ab tera cue hai. Tu ‘new model’ ke naam se andar jaayegi. Remember, confident aur calm.”
Ishani (deep breath lete hue): “Roger that. Let’s finish this creep.”
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INT. PRODUCER’S LIVING ROOM – FEW MINUTES LATER
Doorbell phir bajti hai.
Producer ke servant door kholta hai —
Ishani entry leti hai, white shirt, denim, minimal makeup.
Khanna: “Oh hello! You must be Ishani, right? I was expecting you.”
Ishani (smiling): “Yes sir. Audition ke liye aayi thi, sorry thoda late ho gayi.”
Khanna usse gesture karta hai,
“No problem. Industry me time aur looks dono important hain… come, sit.”
Ishani softly baith jaati hai.
Uske bag me chhupa recorder blink kar raha hai.
Rahat apni seat par headphone lagaye har word record kar rahi hai.
Khanna apni drink sip karta hai aur bolta hai,
“Toh Ishani, tumhe pata hai na… audition ke alawa bhi kuch test hota hai.”
Ishani aankhon me seedha dekhte hue kehti hai,
“Sir, mujhe acting test lena hai, ya character test?”
Khanna thoda jhatka khata hai, smirk karta hai,
“You’ve got attitude… I like that.”
Uske bad Ishani ke phone me silent vibration aata hai — Arti ka message:
> “Trigger point ready. Continue talking. Rahat recording on.”
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Khanna chair se uthta hai aur Ishani ke paas aata hai,
apni glass table par drink rakh kar bolta hai,
“Relax baby, main koi bhoot nahi hoon… thoda close aao.”
Khanna: “Audition to hamesha hota rahta hai… lekin main unhi ko select karta hu jinke andar ‘extra spark’ ho.”
Wo smile karta hai — creepy.
Ishani calmly baith jaati hai, bag table pe rakhti hai.
Ishani: “Sir, spark acting me chahiye na character ke liye, ya bedroom ke liye?”
Khanna momentarily blank.
“Tum ladkiyan bhi na... seedha sawaal kar deti ho.”
Wo khada hota hai, Ishani ke paas aata hai,
“Dekho, thoda close aao na... relax ho jao.”
Ishani khadi hoti hai, bilkul uski aankhon me dekh kar kehti hai:
“Close-up ke liye sir?”
Khanna awkward laugh karta hai, haath Ishani ke shoulder ke paas aata hai —
Tabhi Ishani ek kadam peeche hat kar calm tone me bolti hai:
“Ek second, sir. Mujhe record karna hai na dialogue test…”
Wo apne phone ka recorder on karti hai — secretly video mode pe.
Khanna: “Arre off the record baat kar rahe hain, camera ki kya zarurat hai.”
Ishani: “Sir, mujhe real feel chahiye. Aap hi to kehte hain, natural acting best hoti hai.”
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Us waqt sofa pe bethi ladki (jo pehle ro rahi thi) Ishani ko pehchaan leti hai —
wo same ladki hai jise Ishani ne audition office me dekha tha.
Uski aankhon me ek spark aata hai, jaise kisi ne use himmat di ho.
Wo apni chair se uthti hai aur tremble karte hue kehti hai:
“Sir, mujhe jaana hai.”
Khanna irritate hota hai, “Baith jao, jab tak main na kahu.”
Ishani (firmly): “Let her go,khanna sahab... I'm the main course for you.
Ishani blink karti hai
Voice calm, par steel jaisi.
Khanna par ab hawas chadhne lagi thi wo bolta hai, aye ladki jao yaha se... Or yeh mat samajhna ki tumhara role pakka ho gaya hai... Jab bhi main bolu tab aana hoga.
Ishani slow smile ke sath apna phone uske samne karti hai —
“Video chal raha hai sir. Aapka spark camera pe aa raha hai.”
Khanna(turn onn)
itna door kyu khadi ho ishaani, aao mere paas main tumhe bhi chand tak pahuncha dunga....
Aas-paas sirf jazz music baj raha hai aur uske breathing ki heavy sound.
Ishani: “Aap bolte ho na industry me courage chahiye, chaliye main puchti hu ab apse... Kya mujh me hai wo courage jo apki baki ki actress me tha... I mean jin ko apne Chand tak pahuchaya hai...
Khanna ka chehra hawas se laal ho gaya,wo Ishani ko pakadta hai or uske shoulder par ek bite karne lagta hai kiss ke sath...
Khanna
Tumhe kya batau jaan, ki kis kis ko kaha kaha tak pahuchaya hai... Tum Shefali ko hi lelo... Are pahle wo bhi to model hi thi, actor to wo ab bani hai... Lekin sach kahu to usko chodne me utna maza nahi aaya, jitne tumhe chodne me aayega... Sali ki choot hi dhili pad gayi thi... Slut jo thi apni personal life mein.
Khanna ke haath se glass girta hai.
Background me Rahat ki voice (Bluetooth me whisper):
> “Got it. Audio lock. It’s done, girls.”
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Arti (on bluetooth)
Keep going girls... Yeh sala kuchh jyada hi sachai ugal raha hai.
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Ishani(moaning and shocked)
Ahhhh ufff...
Really sir... Mujhe laga wo apne dum par industry me aayi hai or chand tak pahuchi hai,
Khanna(kissing Ishani shoulder and smirk)
Are wo behen ki Lodi... Kya apne dum par pahuchegi sali randi... Is industry me chand tak jane ke liye mere rocket par bethna jaruri hai Ishani...
Ekdum se building ka darwaza khulta hai and Anisha Aaji andar ghuste hai..
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EXT. BUILDING GATE – NIGHT
Ishani bahar nikalti hai — us ladki ke sath, jo ab halka sa smile kar rahi hai.
Ishani apni dupatta theek karti hai, ek deep breath leti hai.
Auto ke paas pahuch kar kehti hai:
“Next time jab koi aisa offer de, to ‘sir’ mat kehna… bas seedha ‘no’ kehna.”
Wo ladki emotional tone me bolti hai:
“Thank you… mujhe laga main akeli hoon.”
Ishani uska haath thama kar kehti hai:
“Ab koi ladki akeli nahi hai… Behen_Code hai na.”
Camera zoom out karta hai —
Sea breeze me Ishani ke hair udd rahe hain,
City lights piche sparkle kar rahe hain,
aur background me Rahat ki recorded line echo karti hai:
> “Kuch kahaniyaan sirf likhi nahi jaati…
Unhe ladkiyaan likhti hain, apni himmat se.”
Ishani Anushka ke sath car me...
Anushka(notice Ishani)
It's okay yaar, be proud yourself... Us budhe ne tujhe chhua lekin tune aaj wo kiya hai jo shayd koi himmat nahi kar pata...
Ishani car mirror me khud ko dekhti hai and flashback...
Ek ghante pahle,
Anisha or Aaji ghar me ghuste hai, unhe dekhte hi Khanna gusse me bhadak jata hai,
Khanna
Ye kya ho raha hai behenchod, mere ghar me aaj koi bhi ghusa aa raha hai...
Aaji (smirk)
Ghar me nahi sale, ab jail me jayega tu...
Or Anisha laptop par live feed dikhati hai,
Ishani(dramatic)
Sir yeh kya ho raha hai sir... Yeh log koun hai, or meri izzat ka sawal hai sir...
Khanna (covering his face)
Dekho tum jo log ho chale jao yaha se... Or sidha batado kitna paisa loge...
Aaji gusse me ek chanta Khanna ko marti hai, or Khanna wahi zameen par gir padta hai...
Aaji(angry)
Aaj ke baad agar kisi or ladki ki izzat se khela to yaad rakhna yeh pura casting couch youtube par post kar dungi, puri zindagi muh chhipata rahega...
Khanna(gusse me)
Tu janti hai maderchod main koun hu...
Aaji (smirk)
Ek bhadwa kutta jo bachiyo ko nochta hai...
Itne me hi Khanna ke ghar ka darwaza fir se khulta hai or uski jawan beti andar ghusti hai...
Beti:
Hy dad... Oh shit... Aap zameen par kya kar rahe ho, or yeh sab koun hai... Is everything right dad ???
Aaji look at Khanna
Sahab inhe batao na hum koun hai,
Wo madam main bas yaha kaam ke silsile me aayi thi... Ghar ka koi kaam kaaz ho to, yeh meri beti hai
Anisha ki taraf ishara karte huye...
Beti:-
Wait dad... Main apke liye pani laati hu
Wo andar kitchen me chali jati hai...
Aaji:-
Sharm aani chahiye tujhe, apne beti ki umar ki ladkiyo ke sath... Agar kabhi aisa teri beti ke sath hua to...
Khanna ki aankho me aansu aa gaye, or wo hath jodne hi wala tha ki... Uski beti aa jati hai
Beti:
Yeh lijiye dad pani....
Aaji Ishani Anisha or us ladki ko ishara karti hai ki chalo, ab kaam ho gaya humara...
Khanna Ishani ko ek maafi ki nazro se dekhta hai, Ishani waha se aage badh jati hai ....
Back to present time....
Scene: Aaji ka ghar — shaam ke 7 baje
Living room me warm yellow light jal rahi hai, table par chai ke cup, kuch snacks aur laptop khule hue pade hain. Arti ne apne kitchen se abhi abhi garam pakode nikale hain. Anisha ek cushion lap me rakhe bethi hai, aur Rahat apne phone me kuch clips dekh rahi hai. Anushka bank ke formals me hi aayi hai, lekin uske chehre par satisfaction hai — mission successful hone ka sukoon.
Bas Ishani hi chup si hai. Corner wale couch par bethi hai, aankhon me thodi thakan aur bechaini. Uska make-up thoda smudge hua hai, jaise haste hue bhi kuch chhupane ki koshish kar rahi ho.
Arti (chai rakhte hue):
"Sab kuch smooth gaya, haan? bhagwan ka shukr hai ki uski beti sahi waqt par aa gayi, or humein jyada kuch karna nahi pada...
Sab ke chehre par ek halki si smile.
Rahat (phone side rakhte hue):
"Haan, lekin Ishani... tu kuch zyada hi quiet hai. Sab thik hai na?"
Ishani ne sirf ek halki si smile di, par aankhon me kuch tha — wo blank expression jo sab kuch keh jata hai bina kuch bole.
Anisha (thoda aage badhti hai):
"Arey tujhe dekh ke lag raha hai jaise tu kuch kehna chahti hai..."
Ishani ne deep sa sigh liya.
“Khanna... wo... Sala.... mujhe touch kar raha tha”
Room ekdam silent ho gaya.
Arti ke haath me rakha cup table par khamosi se rakh diya gaya. Rahat ki aankhon me gussa ubal gaya.
Ishani (aankhon me aansu, par awaaz firm):
"Haan. Par maine use roka. Aur fir uske saamne hi camera par sab kuch ugalwa liya. Usne khud bola—‘main karte aaya hoon sabke sath’.”
(Aankhon me ek confident glare)
“Main uske darr ko apne darr se bada nahi hone dungi.”
Ek chhoti si ladki jise Khanna ne pehle trap kiya tha — wahi ladki, ab door se khadi sun rahi hoti hai. Wo Ishani ke paas aati hai, halki si smile ke sath bolti hai:
“Thank you... agar aap nahi hoti, main kabhi wahan se nikal nahi paati.”
Rahat Ishani ke kandhe par haath rakhti hai.
“Tu sirf unke liye nahi ladi Ishani... tu hum sab ke liye ladi hai.”
Anushka softly bolti hai,
“Behen_Code ka ek or mission... officially successful.”
Sab ek dusre ko dekh ke ek silent nod karte hain.
Chhoti ladki
Yeh behen_code kya hai ??
Anisha us ladki ko puri baat samjhati hai, use sab kuchh batati hai jo bhi mission or task in logo ne abhi tak kiye they....
Us ladki ke aankho me aansu aa jate hain,
Ladki
That's.... That's amazing... Kabhi bhi kisi bhi chiz ki jarurat ho, to main tayar hu tum sabka sath dene ke liye... Mujhe jaisi na jane kitni hi ladkiya is problems me ghiri hogi,.... Maine soch liya hai jab bhi aap sab ko madad chahiye hogi, I always ready.....
Background me Aaji ka purana ghadiya “tick-tick” kar rahi hoti hai — jaise waqt bhi inke saath khada ho.
Camera zoom-out:
Table par chai thandi ho chuki hai, par in ladkiyon ke jazbaat garam.
Unke chehre par thakan bhi hai... aur ek naya junoon bhi.
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