24-12-2025, 09:30 PM
Update 44
Next Update — Same Evening | Arti ki Library
Shaam ka halka sa andhera library ki khidkiyon se andar ghus raha tha.
Tube-light ki safed roshni me bookshelves ki parchaiyaan lambi ho rahi thi.
Ishani, Arti aur Rahat library me saath baithe the.
Ishani bilkul chupchap, jaise kisi gehre shock me ho.
Uski aankhen saamne vacant si,
haath ghutno par bandhe hue.
Rahat aur Arti dono use ektak dekhe ja rahe the.
Unki nazrein sawalon se bhari hui thi,
lekin Ishani khamosh thi.
Kuch pal ki khamoshi ke baad—
Rahat (tension me):
“Ab aage kuch batayegi bhi…
ya sirf aise hi patthar bani baithi rahegi?”
Rahat aur Arti dono ke eyebrows sikud jaate hain.
Library ka maahaul heavy ho jaata hai.
Ishani dheere se unki taraf dekhti hai—
pehle Rahat, phir Arti…
Uski aankhon me dar bhi tha, gussa bhi… aur sach ka bojh bhi.
Wo gehri saans leti hai…
Ishani:
“Tum dono tayyaar ho jo main batane wali hoon…
kyunki jo maine aaj dekha aur suna…
wo humari soch se kahin zyada khatarnak hai…”
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Montage Start
— Ishani aur Humera ghar ko andar-bahar check karte hue
Bedroom… drawing room… kitchen…
Har jagah sirf agreement aur ghar khali karne ka notice.
— Humera: “Humein padosiyon se poochna chahiye…”
— Ishani har padosi ke ghar jaati hai
Har jagah same dar…
koi darwaza band karta hai,
koi bolna hi nahi chahta.
— Kuch auratein to seedhe mana kar deti hain
“Hum kuch nahi jaante…”
— Ishani aur Humera thak kar wapas mudne lagti hain
unki umeed toot chuki hoti hai.
— Tabhi sadak ke kinare se ek budhi awaaz
“Rukooooo… beti…”
— Ishani palat kar dekhti hai…
Sadak ke kone me khadi ek budhi amma, kaanpti hui.
— Ishani uske paas jaati hai…
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Budhi Amma ka Sach
Budhi Amma (dheemi par kaanpti awaaz):
“Beti… humari yeh basti jungle ke paas hai…
Aur jungle ki zameen sarkar ke hawale hai…”
“Rathod yahan ek mega project chalana chahta hai…
wo jungle hata kar yahan smart city banana chahta hai…”
“Par humari basti…
uske raaste ki sabse badi rukawat thi.”
“Isliye usne fake kaagaz banwa kar
hum sab ko zameen se nikaalne ka plan banaya…”
Budhi amma Humera ki taraf dekhti hai…
“Tumhari dadi…
wo akeli thi jo in logon ke saamne khadi hui thi.”
“Tumhari dadi hi sabki awaaz bani…
puri basti tumhari dadi ke saath thi…”
Budhi amma ki aankhen bhar aati hain—
“Jaise hi tumhari dadi ka accident hua…
sab darr gaye…
aur kisi me bolne ki himmat nahi rahi…”
“Main bhi tumhari dadi ke saath
un gundo se lad rahi thi…”
Amma ki awaaz aur kaanpti hai—
“Yeh log bahut khatarnak hain beti…
maar-peet, julm…
aur yahan tak ki hamari bachiyon ke saath gandi harkatein…”
“Pichli baar…
in gundo ne basti ki ek ladki ko utha liya tha…”
“Wo ladki aaj tak nahi mili…”
Budhi amma kaanpti hui Humera ke haath pakad leti hai—
“Beti… tum log yahan se chale jao…
Humera… tum bhi in sab me mat pado…”
“Apne maa-baap ke paas chali jaa…
yeh log bahut zyada khatarnak hain…”
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Montage End
Library me wapas—
Ishani chup ho jaati hai.
Rahat aur Arti ki aankhen fat ki fat reh jaati hain.
Dono itne tension me hote hain
ki saamne rakha pani ka pura jug khali kar dete hain.
Kuch pal ki bhari khamoshi…
Phir Ishani bolti hai—
Ishani:
“Yahi hai is poore game ki asli haqiqat…”
Arti ka gala sukha hua—
Arti:
“It’s unbelievable…
yeh sab khule aam ho raha hai…
aur kisi ko kuch pata hi nahi?”
Ishani ki awaaz aur bhaari ho jaati hai—
Ishani:
“Avantika ko yeh sab sach maloom chal chuka tha…
isliye use bhi raaste se hata diya gaya…”
“Usi ko mujrim bana diya gaya…”
Yeh sunkar
Rahat aur Arti ek-dusre ka chehra dekhne lag jaate hain…
Un dono ki aankhon me
dar bhi hai…
aur faisla bhi ubharne lagta hai…
Scene Heavy Silence Me Freeze.
Next Scene — Late Evening | Anisha ka Hostel
Hostel corridor me halki si peeli light jal rahi thi.
Kamron se aati hansi-mazaak ki awaazein,
kahin koi gaana chala raha tha,
kahin koi exam ki complaint kar raha tha.
Anisha apne bed par baithi thi,
bagal me notebook khuli hui,
lekin nazrein us par thami hui nahi thi—
uska dimaag kahin aur uljha tha.
Tabhi phone ring karta hai.
Screen par naam flash hota hai — Kabeer.
Anisha call pick karti hai.
Kabeer (phone par, tease karte hue):
“ kya dost…
kya socha maine jo plan bataya uske baare me?”
Anisha (turant):
“Bilkul bhi nahi!
Itna ganda plan koi kaise bana sakta hai…
hum do minute me pakde jayenge!”
Kabeer (confidence ke saath):
“Do minute me kaise?
kisi ko thodi na sachai maloom hai…”
Anisha chup ho jaati hai.
Wo bed par pehle pehle phone ko ghoorti rehti hai,
phir chhat ki taraf…
jaise mann me koi jung chal rahi ho.
Kuch pal baad—
Anisha:
“ Tune apni gang se poocha…
ki unke paas koi aur idea aaya ya nahi?”
Kabeer kuch second rukta hai.
Kabeer:
“Dekh… maan meri baat…
humare paas zyada waqt nahi hai…”
“ Mujhe aage bhi baat karni hogi…”
Anisha gehri saans leti hai.
Uski ungliyaan phone ke edges ko zor se pakad leti hain.
Kuch pal baad, dheemi awaaz me—
Anisha:
“…Okay.”
Phir thoda sa ruk kar—
Anisha:
“Theek hai…
I’m ready.”
Dusri taraf kuch second ka sannata…
phir Kabeer khushi me chilta hai:
Kabeer:
“Yesssss! Yesssss!”
Anisha bhadak uthti hai—
Anisha (taunt me):
“Itna bhi khush hone ki zarurat nahi hai!
Hum sirf natak kar rahe hain, yaad rakhna!”
Kabeer (haste hue):
“Haan haan, theek hai…
chal, aage baat karta hoon.”
Call cut ho jaata hai.
Anisha phone ko dheere se bed par rakh deti hai.
Uski aankhon me dar bhi hai…
aur kahin na kahin ek majboor sa hausla bhi.
Camera uske chehre par rukta hai…
Late evening ki khamoshi phir se hostel me fail jaati hai.
SceneEnd.
Same Night | Parallel Scene — Arti ka Kitchen & Rahat ka Room
Raat ka sannata ghar me phail chuka tha.
Kitchen me sirf gas ki halki si “sssss” ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Arti chulhe ke paas khadi thi,
haath me chamcha,
lekin nazrein khaali…
dimaag abhi bhi Avantika ke sach me atka hua.
Tabhi phone vibrate karta hai.
Screen par naam chamakta hai — Rahat.
Arti call pick karti hai.
Split Screen Feel:
Ek taraf Arti — kitchen ki safed roshni me.
Dusri taraf Rahat — apne room me, bed par baithi,
deewar par padti streetlight ki roshni ke saaye.
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Rahat (serious tone me):
“Kya socha, kaptan…
koi idea ki aage kya karna hai?”
Arti gehri saans leti hai.
Arti (thaki hui awaaz me):
“Nahi yaar…
kuch bhi nahi…
itni khaufnaak sachai sun kar abhi bhi mann hila hua hai.”
Kitchen ke slab par rakha cup Arti ke haath se thoda sa hiltā hai.
Wo use sambhal leti hai.
Rahat:
“Humne Ishani ko bata to diya na
ki uske restaurant ki help lagegi…
kya wo manage kar legi?”
Arti (uljhan me):
“Pata nahi yaar…
yeh mamla ab itna bada ho chuka hai
ki kuch bhi saaf nazar nahi aa raha…”
Rahat bed par seedhi hokar baith jaati hai.
Uski awaaz me ab ghabrahat ghul jaati hai.
Rahat:
“Haan… baat to tune sahi ki…
lekin humein jaldi kuch final karna hoga,
zyada waqt nahi hai humare paas…”
Thoda sa ruk kar, dheemi awaaz me—
Rahat:
“Kya pata…
humein sach me Avantika waha mil jaye…”
Arti ki aankhein bhar aati hain.
Wo bina kuch bole, bas halki si gardan hilaati hai.
Arti (dheere se):
“Hmmm…”
Wo call cut kar deti hai.
Kitchen me phir se khamoshi cha jaati hai.
Gas ki awaaz…
aur Arti ke mann me chal raha toofan.
Camera dheere-dheere fade out hota hai.
Scene End.
Next Scene — Rathod Farmhouse | Underground Room
Andheri si subah…
ya shayad din ya raat ka koi hissa —
Avantika khud bhi ab farq mehsoos karna chhod chuki thi.
Wo jaise neend se hichki le kar jaagi ho.
Aankhein bojhal,
jism pathra sa chuka tha.
Badan me ab pehle jaisi taqat nahi rahi thi.
Yahan na uska dil lagta tha,
na hi uska jism khane ko qabu karta tha.
Wo dheere-dheere bed se uthti hai.
Pair zameen par padte hi ladkhada jaate hain,
phir wo khud ko sambhalte hue room me ghoomti hai.
Use ab poori tarah se ehsaas tha —
use underground ke kisi band room me shift kar diya gaya hai.
Na koi khidki,
na koi hawa,
sirf deewaron ka bojh.
Paas hi pada paani ka glass wo uthati hai
aur thoda sa paani apne chehre par maar leti hai.
Thandak ka ek jhatka sa lagta hai,
lekin dimag ka bojh halka nahi hota.
Itne dino se is farmhouse me qaid reh kar
uski soch bhi thak chuki thi.
Kapdon se badbu si aane lagi thi,
aur uske baal
sookh kar sakht, be-jaan se ho chuke the.
Wo ek deewar ke sahare lag kar khadi hoti hai,
aur lambi-lambi saansein lene lagti hai
jaise har saans ke saath zinda rehne ki koshish kar rahi ho.
Achaanak wo darwaze ke paas jaati hai.
Apni puri taqat jod kar wo darwaza zor-zor se peetti hai.
Avantika (rote hue, cheekhte hue):
“Mujhe yaha se jaane do…
mai ne koi gunah nahi kiya…
mujhe chhod do… please…”
Uski awaaz band kamre ki deewaron se takra kar laut aati hai.
Lekin bahar se koi jawaab nahi.
Na koi kadam ki aahat,
na koi awaaz…
sirf sannaata.
Wo aur zor se darwaza peet-ti hai,
phir dheere-dheere
uski taqat jawab de jaati hai.
Thak haar kar
wo wahi darwaze ke paas hi zameen par phisal kar gir jaati hai.
Ghutnon ko seene se laga kar
wo phoot-phoot kar rone lagti hai.
Apni kismat par,
apni haalat par,
apni be-basi par.
Aankhon se aansoo behte rehte hain,
aur kamra bas khamoshi me uska dard sunta rehta hai.
Camera dheere se upar uthta hai —
band darwaza…
zameen par bikhri Avantika…
aur bhari hui khamoshi.
Scene Fade Out.
Next Scene — Agli Subah | Restaurant | Manager Cabin
Subah ka waqt…
Restaurant abhi poori tarah se rush me nahi aaya tha.
Kitchen se bartano ki awaaz,
waiters ki halki-si bhag-daud —
sab apni jagah par tha.
Camera corridor ke end se manager cabin ko frame karta hai.
Glass ke us paar
Ishani aur Manager aamne-saamne khade dikhte hain.
Dono ke beech tez behes chal rahi hoti hai.
Ishani ke haath hawa me uth rahe hote hain,
jaise wo kisi baat par zor de rahi ho.
Manager bhi utna hi gusse me lag raha hota hai,
kabhi desk par haath patakta,
kabhi file uthata.
Sound muted hai —
sirf lip movement…
sirf expressions.
Argument dheere-dheere peak par pahuchta hai…
Phir achaanak
Manager gusse me apna haath apne maathay par rakh leta hai,
jaise wo thak kar haar maan raha ho.
Usi pal
Ishani ke chehre par ek halki si jeeti hui muskaan aa jaati hai.
Wo dheere se kuch bolti hai —
lip sync: “Thank you, sir.”
Manager bezari me sir hila deta hai.
Ishani cabin ka door khol kar bahar nikal aati hai.
Uske chehre par ab bhi ek halki confident smile hai.
Wo turant apna phone uthati hai
aur Arti ko message send karti hai:
> “Done. Kaam ho gaya.”
Message send karte hi
Ishani ek gehri saans leti hai,
phir apna apron theek karti hai
aur waapas restaurant ke floor par apni daily duty me lag jaati hai.
Camera usse tables ke beech move karte hue follow karta hai…
jaise kuch bada quietly set ho chuka ho.
Scene Fade Out.
Agla Scene — Arti ki Library | Shaam ke Kareeb
Library me shaant sa mahaul tha.
Sirf register ke pages palatne ki awaaz aur deewar par lagi ghadi ki tick-tick…
Arti register me entries kar rahi thi, chashma naak par tika hua, pen tez chal raha tha.
Tabhi
darwaza khulta hai…
Anisha andar aati hai
seedha chal kar Arti ke saamne waali kursi par baith jaati hai.
Arti nazar uthakar use dekhti hai,
ek halki si pyaari muskaan deti hai,
phir bina kuch pooche wapas register me lag jaati hai.
Anisha thoda sa ruk kar,
phir dheemi awaaz me—
Anisha:
“Arti di… mujhe rasta mil gaya hai farmhouse me enter hone ka.”
Arti ka pen ruk jaata hai.
Wo dheere se nazar upar uthati hai…
Arti:
“Acha? Kya rasta mila hai, Anisha?”
Anisha ek gehri saans leti hai…
phir bolna shuru karti hai—
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FLASHBACK — College ki Stairs
Students ki bhid, shor, haste-cheekhte chehre…
Stairs ke paas Kabeer khada hota hai.
Peeche se awaz deta hai—
Kabeer:
“Ek rasta ho sakta hai…”
Anisha turant ruk jaati hai.
Palat kar uske paas aati hai,
thoda annoyed tone me—
Anisha:
“Acha? Kya hai rasta?”
Kabeer thoda soch kar bolta hai—
Kabeer:
“Main apne uncle se baat karke entry dilwa sakta hoon…
lekin uske liye mujhe ek bahana chahiye hoga.”
Anisha:
“Kaisa bahana?”
Kabeer:
“Ye jo multinational business conference ho rahi hai…
ye technically ek government-level event hai…
bas venue Rathod ka farmhouse hai.”
Anisha use ghur kar dekhti hai—
“Haan to?”
Kabeer halki si smile ke saath—
Kabeer:
“Main uncle se yeh bolunga
ki meri girlfriend Anisha
is conference ko attend karna chahti hai…
kyunki wo bhi future me entrepreneur banna chahti hai.”
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FLASHBACK END — Library
Arti ke muh se achanak nikalta hai—
Arti:
“Whattttt?!”
Anisha bhi hans kar bolti hai—
Anisha:
“Haan Arti di… bilkul isi tarah maine bhi react kiya tha.”
Arti ke hothon se hansi phoot padti hai.
Wo apna sar hila kar bolti hai—
Arti:
“Kabeer bhi na… full dramatic hero nikla.”
Anisha phir serious ho kar—
Anisha:
“Wo entry arrange kar lega…
aur main farmhouse ke andar pahunch jaungi.”
Arti khushi se uski taraf dekhti hai—
Arti:
“Great, Anisha… tumne kamaal kar diya.”
Phir Arti ka chehra serious ho jaata hai.
Wo Ishani se mili saari sachchai Anisha ko bata deti hai—
Rathod ke illegal kaam,
basti ka sach,
Avantika ka gaayab hona…
Aur aakhir me—
Arti:
“Rahat ne bhi ek rasta nikaala hai…
Ishani aur Rahat waiter banke farmhouse me enter karengi.”
Ye sab sun kar
Anisha ka chehra ekdum kathor ho jaata hai.
Uski aankhon me gussa, dard aur zid ek saath—
Anisha:
“Chahe kuch bhi ho Arti di…
hum Avantika ko wahan se zaroor bahar nikaal kar rahenge.”
Arti use gaur se dekhti hai…
phir uske chehre par bhi ek confident muskaan aa jaati hai.
Arti (dheere se):
“Ab bas intezaar hai…
us business conference ka.”
Camera dheere-dheere
library ke shant mahaul se nikal kar
un dono ke drdh sankalp bhare chehron par atak jaata hai.
Scene Fade Out.
Next Update — Same Evening | Arti ki Library
Shaam ka halka sa andhera library ki khidkiyon se andar ghus raha tha.
Tube-light ki safed roshni me bookshelves ki parchaiyaan lambi ho rahi thi.
Ishani, Arti aur Rahat library me saath baithe the.
Ishani bilkul chupchap, jaise kisi gehre shock me ho.
Uski aankhen saamne vacant si,
haath ghutno par bandhe hue.
Rahat aur Arti dono use ektak dekhe ja rahe the.
Unki nazrein sawalon se bhari hui thi,
lekin Ishani khamosh thi.
Kuch pal ki khamoshi ke baad—
Rahat (tension me):
“Ab aage kuch batayegi bhi…
ya sirf aise hi patthar bani baithi rahegi?”
Rahat aur Arti dono ke eyebrows sikud jaate hain.
Library ka maahaul heavy ho jaata hai.
Ishani dheere se unki taraf dekhti hai—
pehle Rahat, phir Arti…
Uski aankhon me dar bhi tha, gussa bhi… aur sach ka bojh bhi.
Wo gehri saans leti hai…
Ishani:
“Tum dono tayyaar ho jo main batane wali hoon…
kyunki jo maine aaj dekha aur suna…
wo humari soch se kahin zyada khatarnak hai…”
---
Montage Start
— Ishani aur Humera ghar ko andar-bahar check karte hue
Bedroom… drawing room… kitchen…
Har jagah sirf agreement aur ghar khali karne ka notice.
— Humera: “Humein padosiyon se poochna chahiye…”
— Ishani har padosi ke ghar jaati hai
Har jagah same dar…
koi darwaza band karta hai,
koi bolna hi nahi chahta.
— Kuch auratein to seedhe mana kar deti hain
“Hum kuch nahi jaante…”
— Ishani aur Humera thak kar wapas mudne lagti hain
unki umeed toot chuki hoti hai.
— Tabhi sadak ke kinare se ek budhi awaaz
“Rukooooo… beti…”
— Ishani palat kar dekhti hai…
Sadak ke kone me khadi ek budhi amma, kaanpti hui.
— Ishani uske paas jaati hai…
---
Budhi Amma ka Sach
Budhi Amma (dheemi par kaanpti awaaz):
“Beti… humari yeh basti jungle ke paas hai…
Aur jungle ki zameen sarkar ke hawale hai…”
“Rathod yahan ek mega project chalana chahta hai…
wo jungle hata kar yahan smart city banana chahta hai…”
“Par humari basti…
uske raaste ki sabse badi rukawat thi.”
“Isliye usne fake kaagaz banwa kar
hum sab ko zameen se nikaalne ka plan banaya…”
Budhi amma Humera ki taraf dekhti hai…
“Tumhari dadi…
wo akeli thi jo in logon ke saamne khadi hui thi.”
“Tumhari dadi hi sabki awaaz bani…
puri basti tumhari dadi ke saath thi…”
Budhi amma ki aankhen bhar aati hain—
“Jaise hi tumhari dadi ka accident hua…
sab darr gaye…
aur kisi me bolne ki himmat nahi rahi…”
“Main bhi tumhari dadi ke saath
un gundo se lad rahi thi…”
Amma ki awaaz aur kaanpti hai—
“Yeh log bahut khatarnak hain beti…
maar-peet, julm…
aur yahan tak ki hamari bachiyon ke saath gandi harkatein…”
“Pichli baar…
in gundo ne basti ki ek ladki ko utha liya tha…”
“Wo ladki aaj tak nahi mili…”
Budhi amma kaanpti hui Humera ke haath pakad leti hai—
“Beti… tum log yahan se chale jao…
Humera… tum bhi in sab me mat pado…”
“Apne maa-baap ke paas chali jaa…
yeh log bahut zyada khatarnak hain…”
---
Montage End
Library me wapas—
Ishani chup ho jaati hai.
Rahat aur Arti ki aankhen fat ki fat reh jaati hain.
Dono itne tension me hote hain
ki saamne rakha pani ka pura jug khali kar dete hain.
Kuch pal ki bhari khamoshi…
Phir Ishani bolti hai—
Ishani:
“Yahi hai is poore game ki asli haqiqat…”
Arti ka gala sukha hua—
Arti:
“It’s unbelievable…
yeh sab khule aam ho raha hai…
aur kisi ko kuch pata hi nahi?”
Ishani ki awaaz aur bhaari ho jaati hai—
Ishani:
“Avantika ko yeh sab sach maloom chal chuka tha…
isliye use bhi raaste se hata diya gaya…”
“Usi ko mujrim bana diya gaya…”
Yeh sunkar
Rahat aur Arti ek-dusre ka chehra dekhne lag jaate hain…
Un dono ki aankhon me
dar bhi hai…
aur faisla bhi ubharne lagta hai…
Scene Heavy Silence Me Freeze.
Next Scene — Late Evening | Anisha ka Hostel
Hostel corridor me halki si peeli light jal rahi thi.
Kamron se aati hansi-mazaak ki awaazein,
kahin koi gaana chala raha tha,
kahin koi exam ki complaint kar raha tha.
Anisha apne bed par baithi thi,
bagal me notebook khuli hui,
lekin nazrein us par thami hui nahi thi—
uska dimaag kahin aur uljha tha.
Tabhi phone ring karta hai.
Screen par naam flash hota hai — Kabeer.
Anisha call pick karti hai.
Kabeer (phone par, tease karte hue):
“ kya dost…
kya socha maine jo plan bataya uske baare me?”
Anisha (turant):
“Bilkul bhi nahi!
Itna ganda plan koi kaise bana sakta hai…
hum do minute me pakde jayenge!”
Kabeer (confidence ke saath):
“Do minute me kaise?
kisi ko thodi na sachai maloom hai…”
Anisha chup ho jaati hai.
Wo bed par pehle pehle phone ko ghoorti rehti hai,
phir chhat ki taraf…
jaise mann me koi jung chal rahi ho.
Kuch pal baad—
Anisha:
“ Tune apni gang se poocha…
ki unke paas koi aur idea aaya ya nahi?”
Kabeer kuch second rukta hai.
Kabeer:
“Dekh… maan meri baat…
humare paas zyada waqt nahi hai…”
“ Mujhe aage bhi baat karni hogi…”
Anisha gehri saans leti hai.
Uski ungliyaan phone ke edges ko zor se pakad leti hain.
Kuch pal baad, dheemi awaaz me—
Anisha:
“…Okay.”
Phir thoda sa ruk kar—
Anisha:
“Theek hai…
I’m ready.”
Dusri taraf kuch second ka sannata…
phir Kabeer khushi me chilta hai:
Kabeer:
“Yesssss! Yesssss!”
Anisha bhadak uthti hai—
Anisha (taunt me):
“Itna bhi khush hone ki zarurat nahi hai!
Hum sirf natak kar rahe hain, yaad rakhna!”
Kabeer (haste hue):
“Haan haan, theek hai…
chal, aage baat karta hoon.”
Call cut ho jaata hai.
Anisha phone ko dheere se bed par rakh deti hai.
Uski aankhon me dar bhi hai…
aur kahin na kahin ek majboor sa hausla bhi.
Camera uske chehre par rukta hai…
Late evening ki khamoshi phir se hostel me fail jaati hai.
SceneEnd.
Same Night | Parallel Scene — Arti ka Kitchen & Rahat ka Room
Raat ka sannata ghar me phail chuka tha.
Kitchen me sirf gas ki halki si “sssss” ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Arti chulhe ke paas khadi thi,
haath me chamcha,
lekin nazrein khaali…
dimaag abhi bhi Avantika ke sach me atka hua.
Tabhi phone vibrate karta hai.
Screen par naam chamakta hai — Rahat.
Arti call pick karti hai.
Split Screen Feel:
Ek taraf Arti — kitchen ki safed roshni me.
Dusri taraf Rahat — apne room me, bed par baithi,
deewar par padti streetlight ki roshni ke saaye.
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Rahat (serious tone me):
“Kya socha, kaptan…
koi idea ki aage kya karna hai?”
Arti gehri saans leti hai.
Arti (thaki hui awaaz me):
“Nahi yaar…
kuch bhi nahi…
itni khaufnaak sachai sun kar abhi bhi mann hila hua hai.”
Kitchen ke slab par rakha cup Arti ke haath se thoda sa hiltā hai.
Wo use sambhal leti hai.
Rahat:
“Humne Ishani ko bata to diya na
ki uske restaurant ki help lagegi…
kya wo manage kar legi?”
Arti (uljhan me):
“Pata nahi yaar…
yeh mamla ab itna bada ho chuka hai
ki kuch bhi saaf nazar nahi aa raha…”
Rahat bed par seedhi hokar baith jaati hai.
Uski awaaz me ab ghabrahat ghul jaati hai.
Rahat:
“Haan… baat to tune sahi ki…
lekin humein jaldi kuch final karna hoga,
zyada waqt nahi hai humare paas…”
Thoda sa ruk kar, dheemi awaaz me—
Rahat:
“Kya pata…
humein sach me Avantika waha mil jaye…”
Arti ki aankhein bhar aati hain.
Wo bina kuch bole, bas halki si gardan hilaati hai.
Arti (dheere se):
“Hmmm…”
Wo call cut kar deti hai.
Kitchen me phir se khamoshi cha jaati hai.
Gas ki awaaz…
aur Arti ke mann me chal raha toofan.
Camera dheere-dheere fade out hota hai.
Scene End.
Next Scene — Rathod Farmhouse | Underground Room
Andheri si subah…
ya shayad din ya raat ka koi hissa —
Avantika khud bhi ab farq mehsoos karna chhod chuki thi.
Wo jaise neend se hichki le kar jaagi ho.
Aankhein bojhal,
jism pathra sa chuka tha.
Badan me ab pehle jaisi taqat nahi rahi thi.
Yahan na uska dil lagta tha,
na hi uska jism khane ko qabu karta tha.
Wo dheere-dheere bed se uthti hai.
Pair zameen par padte hi ladkhada jaate hain,
phir wo khud ko sambhalte hue room me ghoomti hai.
Use ab poori tarah se ehsaas tha —
use underground ke kisi band room me shift kar diya gaya hai.
Na koi khidki,
na koi hawa,
sirf deewaron ka bojh.
Paas hi pada paani ka glass wo uthati hai
aur thoda sa paani apne chehre par maar leti hai.
Thandak ka ek jhatka sa lagta hai,
lekin dimag ka bojh halka nahi hota.
Itne dino se is farmhouse me qaid reh kar
uski soch bhi thak chuki thi.
Kapdon se badbu si aane lagi thi,
aur uske baal
sookh kar sakht, be-jaan se ho chuke the.
Wo ek deewar ke sahare lag kar khadi hoti hai,
aur lambi-lambi saansein lene lagti hai
jaise har saans ke saath zinda rehne ki koshish kar rahi ho.
Achaanak wo darwaze ke paas jaati hai.
Apni puri taqat jod kar wo darwaza zor-zor se peetti hai.
Avantika (rote hue, cheekhte hue):
“Mujhe yaha se jaane do…
mai ne koi gunah nahi kiya…
mujhe chhod do… please…”
Uski awaaz band kamre ki deewaron se takra kar laut aati hai.
Lekin bahar se koi jawaab nahi.
Na koi kadam ki aahat,
na koi awaaz…
sirf sannaata.
Wo aur zor se darwaza peet-ti hai,
phir dheere-dheere
uski taqat jawab de jaati hai.
Thak haar kar
wo wahi darwaze ke paas hi zameen par phisal kar gir jaati hai.
Ghutnon ko seene se laga kar
wo phoot-phoot kar rone lagti hai.
Apni kismat par,
apni haalat par,
apni be-basi par.
Aankhon se aansoo behte rehte hain,
aur kamra bas khamoshi me uska dard sunta rehta hai.
Camera dheere se upar uthta hai —
band darwaza…
zameen par bikhri Avantika…
aur bhari hui khamoshi.
Scene Fade Out.
Next Scene — Agli Subah | Restaurant | Manager Cabin
Subah ka waqt…
Restaurant abhi poori tarah se rush me nahi aaya tha.
Kitchen se bartano ki awaaz,
waiters ki halki-si bhag-daud —
sab apni jagah par tha.
Camera corridor ke end se manager cabin ko frame karta hai.
Glass ke us paar
Ishani aur Manager aamne-saamne khade dikhte hain.
Dono ke beech tez behes chal rahi hoti hai.
Ishani ke haath hawa me uth rahe hote hain,
jaise wo kisi baat par zor de rahi ho.
Manager bhi utna hi gusse me lag raha hota hai,
kabhi desk par haath patakta,
kabhi file uthata.
Sound muted hai —
sirf lip movement…
sirf expressions.
Argument dheere-dheere peak par pahuchta hai…
Phir achaanak
Manager gusse me apna haath apne maathay par rakh leta hai,
jaise wo thak kar haar maan raha ho.
Usi pal
Ishani ke chehre par ek halki si jeeti hui muskaan aa jaati hai.
Wo dheere se kuch bolti hai —
lip sync: “Thank you, sir.”
Manager bezari me sir hila deta hai.
Ishani cabin ka door khol kar bahar nikal aati hai.
Uske chehre par ab bhi ek halki confident smile hai.
Wo turant apna phone uthati hai
aur Arti ko message send karti hai:
> “Done. Kaam ho gaya.”
Message send karte hi
Ishani ek gehri saans leti hai,
phir apna apron theek karti hai
aur waapas restaurant ke floor par apni daily duty me lag jaati hai.
Camera usse tables ke beech move karte hue follow karta hai…
jaise kuch bada quietly set ho chuka ho.
Scene Fade Out.
Agla Scene — Arti ki Library | Shaam ke Kareeb
Library me shaant sa mahaul tha.
Sirf register ke pages palatne ki awaaz aur deewar par lagi ghadi ki tick-tick…
Arti register me entries kar rahi thi, chashma naak par tika hua, pen tez chal raha tha.
Tabhi
darwaza khulta hai…
Anisha andar aati hai
seedha chal kar Arti ke saamne waali kursi par baith jaati hai.
Arti nazar uthakar use dekhti hai,
ek halki si pyaari muskaan deti hai,
phir bina kuch pooche wapas register me lag jaati hai.
Anisha thoda sa ruk kar,
phir dheemi awaaz me—
Anisha:
“Arti di… mujhe rasta mil gaya hai farmhouse me enter hone ka.”
Arti ka pen ruk jaata hai.
Wo dheere se nazar upar uthati hai…
Arti:
“Acha? Kya rasta mila hai, Anisha?”
Anisha ek gehri saans leti hai…
phir bolna shuru karti hai—
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FLASHBACK — College ki Stairs
Students ki bhid, shor, haste-cheekhte chehre…
Stairs ke paas Kabeer khada hota hai.
Peeche se awaz deta hai—
Kabeer:
“Ek rasta ho sakta hai…”
Anisha turant ruk jaati hai.
Palat kar uske paas aati hai,
thoda annoyed tone me—
Anisha:
“Acha? Kya hai rasta?”
Kabeer thoda soch kar bolta hai—
Kabeer:
“Main apne uncle se baat karke entry dilwa sakta hoon…
lekin uske liye mujhe ek bahana chahiye hoga.”
Anisha:
“Kaisa bahana?”
Kabeer:
“Ye jo multinational business conference ho rahi hai…
ye technically ek government-level event hai…
bas venue Rathod ka farmhouse hai.”
Anisha use ghur kar dekhti hai—
“Haan to?”
Kabeer halki si smile ke saath—
Kabeer:
“Main uncle se yeh bolunga
ki meri girlfriend Anisha
is conference ko attend karna chahti hai…
kyunki wo bhi future me entrepreneur banna chahti hai.”
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FLASHBACK END — Library
Arti ke muh se achanak nikalta hai—
Arti:
“Whattttt?!”
Anisha bhi hans kar bolti hai—
Anisha:
“Haan Arti di… bilkul isi tarah maine bhi react kiya tha.”
Arti ke hothon se hansi phoot padti hai.
Wo apna sar hila kar bolti hai—
Arti:
“Kabeer bhi na… full dramatic hero nikla.”
Anisha phir serious ho kar—
Anisha:
“Wo entry arrange kar lega…
aur main farmhouse ke andar pahunch jaungi.”
Arti khushi se uski taraf dekhti hai—
Arti:
“Great, Anisha… tumne kamaal kar diya.”
Phir Arti ka chehra serious ho jaata hai.
Wo Ishani se mili saari sachchai Anisha ko bata deti hai—
Rathod ke illegal kaam,
basti ka sach,
Avantika ka gaayab hona…
Aur aakhir me—
Arti:
“Rahat ne bhi ek rasta nikaala hai…
Ishani aur Rahat waiter banke farmhouse me enter karengi.”
Ye sab sun kar
Anisha ka chehra ekdum kathor ho jaata hai.
Uski aankhon me gussa, dard aur zid ek saath—
Anisha:
“Chahe kuch bhi ho Arti di…
hum Avantika ko wahan se zaroor bahar nikaal kar rahenge.”
Arti use gaur se dekhti hai…
phir uske chehre par bhi ek confident muskaan aa jaati hai.
Arti (dheere se):
“Ab bas intezaar hai…
us business conference ka.”
Camera dheere-dheere
library ke shant mahaul se nikal kar
un dono ke drdh sankalp bhare chehron par atak jaata hai.
Scene Fade Out.
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