25-12-2025, 02:24 PM
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Update 47
Scene Continue – Underground Floor
Underground corridor me halki yellow lights jal rahi thi.
Table par rakhe kabab aur drinks dheere-dheere apna asar dikhane lage.
Charo guards ke kadam ladkhadane lagte hain…
Aankhon me madhoshi, chehron par be-lagaam confidence.
Wo Ishani aur Rahat ki taraf badhte hain.
Ishani aur Rahat ek dusre ko ek chhota sa look dete hain—
signal samajh aa chuka tha.
---
Ishani halki si smile ke sath ek guard ke collar ko pakad leti hai,
Rahat dusre guard ke kareeb jaakar uske kaan ke paas kuch kehti hai—
sirf lips move hote hain, awaaz nahi.
Guards poori tarah control khone lagte hain.
Montage
Ishani do guards ko alag corridor ki taraf le jaati hai
Rahat baaki do ko dusri side ke kamron ki taraf
Corridor me sirf heels aur boots ki awaaz
Ek ke baad ek kamron ke darwaze band hote hain
---
CUT TO – STILL SHOT
Camera kuch seconds ke liye band darwazon par hi tika rehta hai.
Sirf clock ki tick-tick aur door se party ka muffled music.
Silence.
---
Few seconds later…
Ek darwaza khulta hai—
Ishani bahar aati hai,
saans thodi tez, chehra serious.
Dusre darwaze se Rahat nikalti hai,
wo bhi deep breath leti hui.
Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekhti hain—
kuch seconds ke liye kuch nahi bolti.
Rahat apne haath me pakdi cheez Ishani ke samne karti hai—
guard ki uniform… mask ke sath.
Ishani ki aankhon me relief aur appreciation ek sath chamak uthti hai.
Wo sirf ek thumbs-up gesture karti hai—
“Perfect.”
Dono bina waqt gawaye aage badhne lagti hain.
---
Quick Glimpse – Inside the Rooms
Camera ek-ek karke kamron ke andar ka short glimpse deta hai—
Charo guards gehri madhoshi ki neend me
Guns aur walkie-talkies side me pade hue
Kamra bilkul shaant
Scene Continue – Lift ke bahar, upar ka floor
Gallery me ab thodi shaanti thi.
Door se party ki halki music ki awaaz aa rahi thi, lekin yahan… sirf Anisha aur Kabeer.
Anisha diwar ke sahare khadi hoti hai, arms cross karke.
Chehra gusse me dikh raha tha, lekin aankhon me… kuch aur hi chal raha tha.
Kabeer uski taraf dekhta hai,
ek strong, confident smile ke sath.
Kabeer (teasing tone):
“Waise… emergency situation me tum kaafi convincing actress nikli.”
Anisha turant uski taraf dekhti hai.
“Zyada overacting mat karo. Wo situation tumhari wajah se bani thi.”
Kabeer halka sa hans deta hai.
“Achha? Matlab kiss bhi meri galti thi?”
Anisha ka chehra ek pal ke liye freeze ho jata hai.
Uske dimaag me wo moment flash hota hai—
guards, gun, uski ghabrahat…
aur phir achanak Kabeer ka chehra itna paas.
Wo apni nazar jhat se hata leti hai.
Anisha:
“Bakwas band karo. Focus karo kaam pe.”
Kabeer ek kadam aage badhta hai—
distance kam, lekin limit ke andar.
Kabeer (low voice):
“Tumhe pata hai na… agar main uss waqt nahi aata, to situation aur kharab ho sakti thi.”
Anisha dheere se bolti hai, bina uski taraf dekhe:
“…haan. Thanks.”
Wo “thanks” itna dheere tha ki almost sirf uske liye.
Kabeer notice kar leta hai.
Uski smile thodi soft ho jaati hai.
Kabeer:
“Waise Anisha… tum blush karte hue aur bhi zyada dangerous lagti ho.”
Anisha turant ghoom kar dekhti hai.
“Main blush nahi kar rahi!”
Kabeer aankhon se hi uska sach pakad leta hai.
“Sure. Aur main Rathod ka bodyguard hoon.”
Anisha khud ko sambhalti hai, lekin
uske kaan thode laal ho chuke hote hain.
Silence aa jata hai…
sirf un dono ki saansen aur lift ke button ki halki beep.
Anisha mann hi mann phir se sochti hai—
first kiss… fake tha… majboori thi…
lekin dil us baat ko maanna nahi chahta.
Anisha (slowly):
“Sun… wo jo hua… wo sirf situation thi.”
Kabeer uski taraf dekh kar sir hila deta hai.
“Relax. Main bhi koi love letter likhne nahi ja raha.”
Phir thoda ruk kar, ek flirty smile ke sath:
“Lekin haan… agar kabhi real situation bani,
to mujhe warning de dena.”
Anisha uski taraf dekhti hai—
pehle gusse se… phir confusion…
aur phir ek chhoti si muskaan, jo wo turant chhupa leti hai.
Anisha:
“Dream on, Kabeer.”
Kabeer hans padta hai, confident aur relaxed.
“Already kar raha hoon.”
Dono phir se apni positions le lete hain—
guarding mode on.
Lekin ab hawa me sirf danger nahi tha…
kuch unsaid chemistry bhi thi
jo dheere-dheere gehri hoti ja rahi thi.
Agla Update – Underground Floor
Montage Scene
Underground floor ki lambi, thandi corridors…
light white LEDs ki, jo zameen par seedhi lakeerein bana rahi thi.
Rahat aur Ishani chupchaap, alert mode me,
ek ke baad ek har kamra check karte hue aage badh rahi thi.
Kabhi darwaza dheere se kholna,
kabhi andar jhaank kar turant band kar dena—
har second me khatra.
---
Camera Control Room
Aakhir wo ek aise room me pahuchte hain
jahan saare CCTV screens lage hue the.
Screens ON thi.
Upar chal rahi party ka har angle live dikh raha tha—
bar, dance floor, lawn, entry gate… sab kuch.
Rahat ek pal ke liye ruk jaati hai.
Rahat (relief ke saath):
“Achha hua yahan koi nahi hai… warna to seedha pakde jaate.”
Ishani screens ko dekhte hue serious ho jaati hai.
Ishani:
“Pakde ja sakte hain Rahat…
yeh saari recording bhi evidence hai.
Humein yeh bhi hatani padegi.”
Rahat gardan hila kar haan karti hai.
Wo chair kheench kar screen ke saamne baith jaati hai,
buttons, options, menus—sab kuch confusing.
Rahat (frustrated):
“Ishani… mujhe kuch samajh hi nahi aa raha.
Yeh recording off kaise hogi?”
Ishani uske paas aakar screens aur controls dekhti hai.
Ishani (low voice):
“Yeh to normal system bhi nahi lag raha…
bahut advanced hai.
Abhi time nahi hai experiment ka.”
Rahat ek second sochti hai.
Rahat:
“Chal… pehle Avantika ko dhoondhte hain.
Agar koi niche aa gaya to sab gaya.”
Ishani agree karti hai.
Dono turant room se nikal jaati hain.
---
Locked Room
Kuch aur corridors…
kuch aur doors…
Aur phir—
ek alag sa kamra,
jiska darwaza baaki sabse zyada secure lag raha tha.
Ishani handle ghumati hai—
click… locked.
Ishani:
“Yeh lock hai.”
Wo peeche mudti hai—
Rahat usse ek alag si smile ke saath dekh rahi hoti hai.
Ishani:
“Kya hua?”
Rahat dheere se apne blouse/bra ke andar se
ek smart access card nikaalti hai.
Ishani ki aankhein chamak uthti hain.
Ishani:
“Seriously?”
Rahat card ko reader par swipe karte hue,
apni typical tone me bolti hai:
Rahat:
“Chori kar liya tha… un guards se.”
Beep.
Darwaza unlock ho jaata hai.
Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekhti hain—
aur phir dheere se andar enter karti hain.
---
Avantika
Kamre ke beech me bed…
aur bed par Avantika, behoshi me soyi hui.
Chehra peela,
body kamzor,
baal bikhar chuke.
Rahat aur Ishani dono ka chehra tight ho jaata hai.
Wo jaldi se uske paas pahuchte hain.
Rahat:
“Avantika… Avantika… utho.”
Ishani bhi uska haath pakad kar hilati hai.
Avantika dheere dheere aankhein kholti hai.
Nazrein bhatakti hui…
phir Rahat par tik jaati hain.
Agle hi pal,
uski aankhon se aansu behne lagte hain.
Wo kuch bol nahi paati.
Rahat bina kuch kahe
use apne gale laga leti hai.
Ishani (soft voice):
“Avantika… ab tumhe darne ki koi zarurat nahi hai.”
Rahat:
“It’s okay… chup ho jao.
Ab tumhara yahan se azaad hone ka waqt aa gaya hai.”
Ishani uske baal sehlaate hue bolti hai:
Ishani:
“Filhaal humein yahan se nikalna hoga, Avantika.
Koi bhi kabhi bhi aa sakta hai.”
Avantika halki si gardan hila kar haan karti hai.
---
Montage
Rahat apne saath laayi guard ki uniform Avantika ko deti hai
Avantika apne kapdon ke upar hi wo uniform pehenti hai
Ishani uski help karti hai buttons aur cap ke saath
Avantika ka chehra ab bhi kamzor, lekin aankhon me umeed
---
Call to Anisha
Jab Avantika ready ho jaati hai—
Ishani:
“Ab yahan se bahar kaise jaayenge?”
Rahat turant Anisha ko call lagati hai
aur poori situation bata deti hai.
Upar—
Anisha ka chehra sunte hi khil uthta hai.
Rahat (call par):
“Avantika mil gayi hai.
Jaldi se gadi ready rakho.”
Anisha bina ek second gawaye
call par hi Kabeer ko ishara karti hai.
Dono ek saath daud padte hain—
parking aur car ki taraf.
Agla Scene – Escape Begins
Parking Area – Night
Anisha aur Kabeer parking tak pahunch chuke hote hain.
Kabeer bina waqt gawaaye car ka engine start karta hai,
back gear lagata hai—
tyres ek sharp drift ke saath ghoomte hain
aur car main gate se thoda door jaakar ready position me ruk jaati hai.
Engine on.
Headlights dim.
Sab kuch waiting mode me.
---
Underground Floor
Avantika bahut kamzor thi.
Wo theek se chal nahi paa rahi thi.
Uske dono haath
Ishani aur Rahat ke gale me the,
aur dono milkar use sambhalte hue
corridor ki taraf badh rahe the.
Har kadam bojh sa lag raha tha.
Jaise hi wo corridor me enter karte hain—
Rahat achanak ruk jaati hai.
Ishani (low voice):
“Kya hua?”
Rahat ek second ke liye peeche dekhti hai…
uski aankhon me kuch decide ho chuka hota hai.
Rahat:
“Ek kaam… abhi baaki hai.”
Ishani kuch bol paati,
us se pehle hi Rahat daud padti hai.
---
Control Room – Sabotage
Rahat jaldi jaldi
wo aadhi bhari hui wine aur drink bottles uthati hai
jo wahan rakhi hoti hain.
Ishani corridor se use confused nazron se dekh rahi hoti hai.
Rahat bina ruke
control room me ghus jaati hai.
Wo bottle khol kar
computers, CPUs, wiring panels par
wine thodi-thodi daalne lagti hai.
Screens flicker karne lagti hain.
Tabhi uski nazar
ek ash tray par padti hai.
Wo idhar-udhar haath maarti hai—
aur ek lighter mil jaata hai.
Rahat lighter jalati hai.
Chhoti si aag.
Rahat (dheere, gusse aur sukoon ke saath):
“Ab tera khel khatam, Rathod.”
Slow motion—
Rahat lighter ko computers ki taraf uchhaal deti hai
aur bina peeche dekhe
bhaagne lagti hai.
Agale hi second—
aag bhadak uthti hai,
black smoke control room me bharne lagta hai.
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Back to Corridor
Rahat daud kar corridor me pahunchti hai.
Tab tak Ishani kisi tarah
Avantika ko lift tak le aayi hoti hai.
Rahat turant Avantika ka doosra haath sambhal leti hai.
Avantika guard ki uniform me thi—
chehra dara hua,
par aankhon me ummeed.
Teeno lift me enter hote hain.
Ishani button press karti hai.
Lift dheere se upar jaane lagti hai.
Rahat aankhein band kar ke
mann hi mann dua karne lagti hai—
“Bas… kisi tarah upar pahunch jaaye.”
---
Party Hall – Chaos
Upar…
Loud music.
Foreign businessmen nashe me jhoom rahe the.
Jazz aur laughter har taraf.
Ek alag room me
Rathod kuch special guests ke saath
hans raha tha—
10–12 foreigners,
aur unke saamne
foreign aur Indian ladkiyan dance perform kar rahi thi.
Sab kuch normal…
too normal.
Tabhi—
TINGGGG… TONGGGGG…
TINGGGG… TONGGGGG…
Fire alarms baj uthte hain.
Poore hall me dehshat fail jaati hai.
Log idhar-udhar bhagne lagte hain.
Wine girti hai.
Music band ho jaata hai.
Security chillane lagti hai.
Rathod ka chehra
confuse aur tension se bhar jaata hai.
Wo turant apni security ko call karta hai.
Security ki ek tukdi
situation control karne ke liye daud padti hai.
Poora farmhouse
afra-tafri me aa chuka hota hai.
---
Parking – Outside
Car me baithe
Anisha aur Kabeer
alarms ki awaaz sun kar
tension me aa jaate hain.
Kabeer:
“Anisha, tum yahin baithi raho.
Main dekh ke aata hoon—”
Jaise hi Kabeer
car ka darwaza kholne lagta hai—
Anisha uska haath pakad leti hai.
Anisha (firm):
“Wait, Kabeer.”
---
Inside – Escape
Upar ke floors se
log niche ki taraf bhag rahe the.
Sab main gate ki taraf daud rahe the.
Isi bheed ke beech,
slow motion me—
nikalte hue dikhte hain
Rahat, Ishani aur Avantika.
Teeno log bheed ka hissa bante hue
parking area ki taraf badhte hain.
Avantika ko sambhalte hue,
Rahat ki nazar
door se Kabeer ki car par padti hai.
Uske chehre par
ek pal ke liye relief chamak uthta hai.
Rahat car ki taraf daud padti hai.
Scene Continues – Aftermath & Escape
Party Hall – Inside
Security guards sab logon ko calm karne ki koshish kar rahe the.
Fire alarm band ho chuka tha, lekin logon ke chehron par abhi bhi panic ke nishaan the.
Tabhi Rathod hall ke beech aata hai,
apna glass uthata hai aur loud, confident awaaz me bolta hai—
Rathod:
“I’m extremely sorry, ladies and gentlemen.
It was a total mistake.
Some of my guards threw their cigarette in the dustbin, so…
it was just a little incident.
Carry on…
The party is still going.”
Uske ishare par
music dobara start hota hai.
Lights normal hoti hain.
Guests ki saans me saans aati hai.
Log fir se drinks uthate hain, hansi laut aati hai.
Kuch guards Rathod ko corner me le jaate hain.
Guard (low voice):
“Sir, niche control room me short circuit hua tha.”
Rathod ka chehra tight ho jaata hai.
Rathod (teekhi awaaz me):
“Sab theek karo. Quick.
Yeh humari reputation ka sawaal hai.”
---
Highway – Night Drive
Camera seedha ek daudti hui car par aata hai.
Car highway par tez raftaar se bhaag rahi thi.
Driving seat par Kabeer,
uske paas Anisha.
Back seat par—
ek side window ke paas Rahat,
dusri side Ishani,
aur beech me Avantika.
Avantika abhi bhi guard ki uniform me thi.
Bahut thak chuki thi,
aankhein band kiye seat par tik kar leti hui.
Anisha ka chehra khil uthta hai.
Anisha (relieved):
“Finally… we did it.”
Rahat aur Ishani
baar-baar window se bahar dekhte rehte hain—
check karte hue
kahin koi peecha to nahi kar raha.
Rahat:
“Haan…”
Wo Avantika ki taraf dekhti hai.
Avantika dheere-dheere muskura rahi hoti hai—
ek kamzor, par sacchi si muskaan.
Ishani khidki se bahar dekhte hue
mann hi mann sochti hai—
“Hopefully… ab justice hoke rahega.
Jo baatein un auraton ne ki thi,
wo abhi tak mere zehen me goonj rahi hain.
Yahan ek Avantika gum thi…
wahan na jaane kitne gharon ki ladkiyon ko
Rathod ke gunde utha kar le jaate honge.
Kaash… main un sab ko bacha paati.”
Ishani ki soch
Anisha ke sawaal se toot jaati hai.
Anisha:
“Lekin… ab jaayenge kahaan?
I mean, hopefully humein kisi ne dekha na ho,
par agar kisi ne dekh liya to…
Avantika ko kahaan rakhenge?”
Rahat serious ho jaati hai.
Rahat:
“Aaj nahi to kal Rathod ko
maloom chal hi jaayega
ki Avantika uski qaid se missing hai.”
Ishani un dono ki baat
gour se sun rahi hoti hai,
tabhi Kabeer bolta hai—
Kabeer:
“If you don’t mind…
main kuch kahun?”
Anisha uski taraf dekhti hai.
Anisha:
“Haan, bolo.”
Kabeer:
“Dekho, Rathod aap sab ke peeche jaayega
agar use thoda sa bhi hint mila to.
Lekin…
wo kabhi ek MLA ke ghar dhoondhne nahi jaayega.”
Anisha aur Rahat
uski baat dhyaan se sunte hain.
Kabeer aage bolta hai:
“Main bas yeh keh raha hoon—
sheher ki bheed se door,
ek local basti me
mere uncle ka flat khali hai.
Main unse permission le sakta hoon.
Avantika ko wahan rakh sakte hain.”
Ishani Avantika ki taraf dekhti hai.
Ishani:
“Lekin iski condition
akele chhodne jaisi nahi hai.”
Kabeer:
“Akele nahi.
Main iske saath rahunga.”
Rahat turant bolti hai—
Rahat:
“Par isse treatment bhi dena hoga.”
Kabeer (without hesitation):
“Wo bhi main manage kar lunga.”
Anisha chup-chaap sab sun rahi hoti hai.
Kuch sochti hai…
phir dheere se bolti hai—
Anisha:
“Rahat di… Ishani di…
tum sab apni-apni life me busy rehte ho.
Tumhari families hain.
Main…
main to is sheher me akeli hoon.
To…
main Avantika ke saath rehne ko tayaar hoon.”
Rahat aur Ishani
ek dusre ki taraf dekhti hain.
Unhe Anisha ki baat bilkul sahi lagti hai.
Rahat (Kabeer se):
“Theek hai, Kabeer.
Bas kuch bhi mess ho—
humein turant bata dena.”
Kabeer rear-view mirror se
haan me gardan hilata hai.
Car ek smooth turn leti hai
aur city ki taraf mud jaati hai.
---
Montage – Drop-offs
— Pehle Ishani ko uske flat ke paas drop kiya jaata hai.
Ishani jaate-jaate piche mud kar ek baar car ko dekhti hai.
— Phir Rahat ko uski gali se pehle drop kiya jaata hai.
Rahat car se utarti hai.
Jaane se pehle
Avantika piche se uski taraf dekhti hai.
Rahat (soft smile ke saath):
“Jaldi hi tumse milne aayenge, Avantika.”
Avantika ki aankhon me
thanks ke aansu bhar aate hain.
Rahat uske gaalon ko
pyaar se pakadti hai,
ek reassuring smile deti hai
aur wahan se chali jaati hai.
---
Car – Quiet Moment
Ab car me sirf teen log the—
Back seat par Avantika,
driving seat par Kabeer,
aur uske paas Anisha.
Car shaant sadak par aage badh rahi thi.
Kabeer aur Anisha
ek pal ke liye
ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hain—
jaise bina kuch kahe hi
bahut kuch samajh gaye hon.
Night city lights
windshield par beh rahi hoti hain…
aur kahani
ek naye mod ki taraf badh rahi hoti hai.
Scene Continue – Underground Floor
Underground corridor me halki yellow lights jal rahi thi.
Table par rakhe kabab aur drinks dheere-dheere apna asar dikhane lage.
Charo guards ke kadam ladkhadane lagte hain…
Aankhon me madhoshi, chehron par be-lagaam confidence.
Wo Ishani aur Rahat ki taraf badhte hain.
Ishani aur Rahat ek dusre ko ek chhota sa look dete hain—
signal samajh aa chuka tha.
---
Ishani halki si smile ke sath ek guard ke collar ko pakad leti hai,
Rahat dusre guard ke kareeb jaakar uske kaan ke paas kuch kehti hai—
sirf lips move hote hain, awaaz nahi.
Guards poori tarah control khone lagte hain.
Montage
Ishani do guards ko alag corridor ki taraf le jaati hai
Rahat baaki do ko dusri side ke kamron ki taraf
Corridor me sirf heels aur boots ki awaaz
Ek ke baad ek kamron ke darwaze band hote hain
---
CUT TO – STILL SHOT
Camera kuch seconds ke liye band darwazon par hi tika rehta hai.
Sirf clock ki tick-tick aur door se party ka muffled music.
Silence.
---
Few seconds later…
Ek darwaza khulta hai—
Ishani bahar aati hai,
saans thodi tez, chehra serious.
Dusre darwaze se Rahat nikalti hai,
wo bhi deep breath leti hui.
Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekhti hain—
kuch seconds ke liye kuch nahi bolti.
Rahat apne haath me pakdi cheez Ishani ke samne karti hai—
guard ki uniform… mask ke sath.
Ishani ki aankhon me relief aur appreciation ek sath chamak uthti hai.
Wo sirf ek thumbs-up gesture karti hai—
“Perfect.”
Dono bina waqt gawaye aage badhne lagti hain.
---
Quick Glimpse – Inside the Rooms
Camera ek-ek karke kamron ke andar ka short glimpse deta hai—
Charo guards gehri madhoshi ki neend me
Guns aur walkie-talkies side me pade hue
Kamra bilkul shaant
Scene Continue – Lift ke bahar, upar ka floor
Gallery me ab thodi shaanti thi.
Door se party ki halki music ki awaaz aa rahi thi, lekin yahan… sirf Anisha aur Kabeer.
Anisha diwar ke sahare khadi hoti hai, arms cross karke.
Chehra gusse me dikh raha tha, lekin aankhon me… kuch aur hi chal raha tha.
Kabeer uski taraf dekhta hai,
ek strong, confident smile ke sath.
Kabeer (teasing tone):
“Waise… emergency situation me tum kaafi convincing actress nikli.”
Anisha turant uski taraf dekhti hai.
“Zyada overacting mat karo. Wo situation tumhari wajah se bani thi.”
Kabeer halka sa hans deta hai.
“Achha? Matlab kiss bhi meri galti thi?”
Anisha ka chehra ek pal ke liye freeze ho jata hai.
Uske dimaag me wo moment flash hota hai—
guards, gun, uski ghabrahat…
aur phir achanak Kabeer ka chehra itna paas.
Wo apni nazar jhat se hata leti hai.
Anisha:
“Bakwas band karo. Focus karo kaam pe.”
Kabeer ek kadam aage badhta hai—
distance kam, lekin limit ke andar.
Kabeer (low voice):
“Tumhe pata hai na… agar main uss waqt nahi aata, to situation aur kharab ho sakti thi.”
Anisha dheere se bolti hai, bina uski taraf dekhe:
“…haan. Thanks.”
Wo “thanks” itna dheere tha ki almost sirf uske liye.
Kabeer notice kar leta hai.
Uski smile thodi soft ho jaati hai.
Kabeer:
“Waise Anisha… tum blush karte hue aur bhi zyada dangerous lagti ho.”
Anisha turant ghoom kar dekhti hai.
“Main blush nahi kar rahi!”
Kabeer aankhon se hi uska sach pakad leta hai.
“Sure. Aur main Rathod ka bodyguard hoon.”
Anisha khud ko sambhalti hai, lekin
uske kaan thode laal ho chuke hote hain.
Silence aa jata hai…
sirf un dono ki saansen aur lift ke button ki halki beep.
Anisha mann hi mann phir se sochti hai—
first kiss… fake tha… majboori thi…
lekin dil us baat ko maanna nahi chahta.
Anisha (slowly):
“Sun… wo jo hua… wo sirf situation thi.”
Kabeer uski taraf dekh kar sir hila deta hai.
“Relax. Main bhi koi love letter likhne nahi ja raha.”
Phir thoda ruk kar, ek flirty smile ke sath:
“Lekin haan… agar kabhi real situation bani,
to mujhe warning de dena.”
Anisha uski taraf dekhti hai—
pehle gusse se… phir confusion…
aur phir ek chhoti si muskaan, jo wo turant chhupa leti hai.
Anisha:
“Dream on, Kabeer.”
Kabeer hans padta hai, confident aur relaxed.
“Already kar raha hoon.”
Dono phir se apni positions le lete hain—
guarding mode on.
Lekin ab hawa me sirf danger nahi tha…
kuch unsaid chemistry bhi thi
jo dheere-dheere gehri hoti ja rahi thi.
Agla Update – Underground Floor
Montage Scene
Underground floor ki lambi, thandi corridors…
light white LEDs ki, jo zameen par seedhi lakeerein bana rahi thi.
Rahat aur Ishani chupchaap, alert mode me,
ek ke baad ek har kamra check karte hue aage badh rahi thi.
Kabhi darwaza dheere se kholna,
kabhi andar jhaank kar turant band kar dena—
har second me khatra.
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Camera Control Room
Aakhir wo ek aise room me pahuchte hain
jahan saare CCTV screens lage hue the.
Screens ON thi.
Upar chal rahi party ka har angle live dikh raha tha—
bar, dance floor, lawn, entry gate… sab kuch.
Rahat ek pal ke liye ruk jaati hai.
Rahat (relief ke saath):
“Achha hua yahan koi nahi hai… warna to seedha pakde jaate.”
Ishani screens ko dekhte hue serious ho jaati hai.
Ishani:
“Pakde ja sakte hain Rahat…
yeh saari recording bhi evidence hai.
Humein yeh bhi hatani padegi.”
Rahat gardan hila kar haan karti hai.
Wo chair kheench kar screen ke saamne baith jaati hai,
buttons, options, menus—sab kuch confusing.
Rahat (frustrated):
“Ishani… mujhe kuch samajh hi nahi aa raha.
Yeh recording off kaise hogi?”
Ishani uske paas aakar screens aur controls dekhti hai.
Ishani (low voice):
“Yeh to normal system bhi nahi lag raha…
bahut advanced hai.
Abhi time nahi hai experiment ka.”
Rahat ek second sochti hai.
Rahat:
“Chal… pehle Avantika ko dhoondhte hain.
Agar koi niche aa gaya to sab gaya.”
Ishani agree karti hai.
Dono turant room se nikal jaati hain.
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Locked Room
Kuch aur corridors…
kuch aur doors…
Aur phir—
ek alag sa kamra,
jiska darwaza baaki sabse zyada secure lag raha tha.
Ishani handle ghumati hai—
click… locked.
Ishani:
“Yeh lock hai.”
Wo peeche mudti hai—
Rahat usse ek alag si smile ke saath dekh rahi hoti hai.
Ishani:
“Kya hua?”
Rahat dheere se apne blouse/bra ke andar se
ek smart access card nikaalti hai.
Ishani ki aankhein chamak uthti hain.
Ishani:
“Seriously?”
Rahat card ko reader par swipe karte hue,
apni typical tone me bolti hai:
Rahat:
“Chori kar liya tha… un guards se.”
Beep.
Darwaza unlock ho jaata hai.
Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekhti hain—
aur phir dheere se andar enter karti hain.
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Avantika
Kamre ke beech me bed…
aur bed par Avantika, behoshi me soyi hui.
Chehra peela,
body kamzor,
baal bikhar chuke.
Rahat aur Ishani dono ka chehra tight ho jaata hai.
Wo jaldi se uske paas pahuchte hain.
Rahat:
“Avantika… Avantika… utho.”
Ishani bhi uska haath pakad kar hilati hai.
Avantika dheere dheere aankhein kholti hai.
Nazrein bhatakti hui…
phir Rahat par tik jaati hain.
Agle hi pal,
uski aankhon se aansu behne lagte hain.
Wo kuch bol nahi paati.
Rahat bina kuch kahe
use apne gale laga leti hai.
Ishani (soft voice):
“Avantika… ab tumhe darne ki koi zarurat nahi hai.”
Rahat:
“It’s okay… chup ho jao.
Ab tumhara yahan se azaad hone ka waqt aa gaya hai.”
Ishani uske baal sehlaate hue bolti hai:
Ishani:
“Filhaal humein yahan se nikalna hoga, Avantika.
Koi bhi kabhi bhi aa sakta hai.”
Avantika halki si gardan hila kar haan karti hai.
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Montage
Rahat apne saath laayi guard ki uniform Avantika ko deti hai
Avantika apne kapdon ke upar hi wo uniform pehenti hai
Ishani uski help karti hai buttons aur cap ke saath
Avantika ka chehra ab bhi kamzor, lekin aankhon me umeed
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Call to Anisha
Jab Avantika ready ho jaati hai—
Ishani:
“Ab yahan se bahar kaise jaayenge?”
Rahat turant Anisha ko call lagati hai
aur poori situation bata deti hai.
Upar—
Anisha ka chehra sunte hi khil uthta hai.
Rahat (call par):
“Avantika mil gayi hai.
Jaldi se gadi ready rakho.”
Anisha bina ek second gawaye
call par hi Kabeer ko ishara karti hai.
Dono ek saath daud padte hain—
parking aur car ki taraf.
Agla Scene – Escape Begins
Parking Area – Night
Anisha aur Kabeer parking tak pahunch chuke hote hain.
Kabeer bina waqt gawaaye car ka engine start karta hai,
back gear lagata hai—
tyres ek sharp drift ke saath ghoomte hain
aur car main gate se thoda door jaakar ready position me ruk jaati hai.
Engine on.
Headlights dim.
Sab kuch waiting mode me.
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Underground Floor
Avantika bahut kamzor thi.
Wo theek se chal nahi paa rahi thi.
Uske dono haath
Ishani aur Rahat ke gale me the,
aur dono milkar use sambhalte hue
corridor ki taraf badh rahe the.
Har kadam bojh sa lag raha tha.
Jaise hi wo corridor me enter karte hain—
Rahat achanak ruk jaati hai.
Ishani (low voice):
“Kya hua?”
Rahat ek second ke liye peeche dekhti hai…
uski aankhon me kuch decide ho chuka hota hai.
Rahat:
“Ek kaam… abhi baaki hai.”
Ishani kuch bol paati,
us se pehle hi Rahat daud padti hai.
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Control Room – Sabotage
Rahat jaldi jaldi
wo aadhi bhari hui wine aur drink bottles uthati hai
jo wahan rakhi hoti hain.
Ishani corridor se use confused nazron se dekh rahi hoti hai.
Rahat bina ruke
control room me ghus jaati hai.
Wo bottle khol kar
computers, CPUs, wiring panels par
wine thodi-thodi daalne lagti hai.
Screens flicker karne lagti hain.
Tabhi uski nazar
ek ash tray par padti hai.
Wo idhar-udhar haath maarti hai—
aur ek lighter mil jaata hai.
Rahat lighter jalati hai.
Chhoti si aag.
Rahat (dheere, gusse aur sukoon ke saath):
“Ab tera khel khatam, Rathod.”
Slow motion—
Rahat lighter ko computers ki taraf uchhaal deti hai
aur bina peeche dekhe
bhaagne lagti hai.
Agale hi second—
aag bhadak uthti hai,
black smoke control room me bharne lagta hai.
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Back to Corridor
Rahat daud kar corridor me pahunchti hai.
Tab tak Ishani kisi tarah
Avantika ko lift tak le aayi hoti hai.
Rahat turant Avantika ka doosra haath sambhal leti hai.
Avantika guard ki uniform me thi—
chehra dara hua,
par aankhon me ummeed.
Teeno lift me enter hote hain.
Ishani button press karti hai.
Lift dheere se upar jaane lagti hai.
Rahat aankhein band kar ke
mann hi mann dua karne lagti hai—
“Bas… kisi tarah upar pahunch jaaye.”
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Party Hall – Chaos
Upar…
Loud music.
Foreign businessmen nashe me jhoom rahe the.
Jazz aur laughter har taraf.
Ek alag room me
Rathod kuch special guests ke saath
hans raha tha—
10–12 foreigners,
aur unke saamne
foreign aur Indian ladkiyan dance perform kar rahi thi.
Sab kuch normal…
too normal.
Tabhi—
TINGGGG… TONGGGGG…
TINGGGG… TONGGGGG…
Fire alarms baj uthte hain.
Poore hall me dehshat fail jaati hai.
Log idhar-udhar bhagne lagte hain.
Wine girti hai.
Music band ho jaata hai.
Security chillane lagti hai.
Rathod ka chehra
confuse aur tension se bhar jaata hai.
Wo turant apni security ko call karta hai.
Security ki ek tukdi
situation control karne ke liye daud padti hai.
Poora farmhouse
afra-tafri me aa chuka hota hai.
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Parking – Outside
Car me baithe
Anisha aur Kabeer
alarms ki awaaz sun kar
tension me aa jaate hain.
Kabeer:
“Anisha, tum yahin baithi raho.
Main dekh ke aata hoon—”
Jaise hi Kabeer
car ka darwaza kholne lagta hai—
Anisha uska haath pakad leti hai.
Anisha (firm):
“Wait, Kabeer.”
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Inside – Escape
Upar ke floors se
log niche ki taraf bhag rahe the.
Sab main gate ki taraf daud rahe the.
Isi bheed ke beech,
slow motion me—
nikalte hue dikhte hain
Rahat, Ishani aur Avantika.
Teeno log bheed ka hissa bante hue
parking area ki taraf badhte hain.
Avantika ko sambhalte hue,
Rahat ki nazar
door se Kabeer ki car par padti hai.
Uske chehre par
ek pal ke liye relief chamak uthta hai.
Rahat car ki taraf daud padti hai.
Scene Continues – Aftermath & Escape
Party Hall – Inside
Security guards sab logon ko calm karne ki koshish kar rahe the.
Fire alarm band ho chuka tha, lekin logon ke chehron par abhi bhi panic ke nishaan the.
Tabhi Rathod hall ke beech aata hai,
apna glass uthata hai aur loud, confident awaaz me bolta hai—
Rathod:
“I’m extremely sorry, ladies and gentlemen.
It was a total mistake.
Some of my guards threw their cigarette in the dustbin, so…
it was just a little incident.
Carry on…
The party is still going.”
Uske ishare par
music dobara start hota hai.
Lights normal hoti hain.
Guests ki saans me saans aati hai.
Log fir se drinks uthate hain, hansi laut aati hai.
Kuch guards Rathod ko corner me le jaate hain.
Guard (low voice):
“Sir, niche control room me short circuit hua tha.”
Rathod ka chehra tight ho jaata hai.
Rathod (teekhi awaaz me):
“Sab theek karo. Quick.
Yeh humari reputation ka sawaal hai.”
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Highway – Night Drive
Camera seedha ek daudti hui car par aata hai.
Car highway par tez raftaar se bhaag rahi thi.
Driving seat par Kabeer,
uske paas Anisha.
Back seat par—
ek side window ke paas Rahat,
dusri side Ishani,
aur beech me Avantika.
Avantika abhi bhi guard ki uniform me thi.
Bahut thak chuki thi,
aankhein band kiye seat par tik kar leti hui.
Anisha ka chehra khil uthta hai.
Anisha (relieved):
“Finally… we did it.”
Rahat aur Ishani
baar-baar window se bahar dekhte rehte hain—
check karte hue
kahin koi peecha to nahi kar raha.
Rahat:
“Haan…”
Wo Avantika ki taraf dekhti hai.
Avantika dheere-dheere muskura rahi hoti hai—
ek kamzor, par sacchi si muskaan.
Ishani khidki se bahar dekhte hue
mann hi mann sochti hai—
“Hopefully… ab justice hoke rahega.
Jo baatein un auraton ne ki thi,
wo abhi tak mere zehen me goonj rahi hain.
Yahan ek Avantika gum thi…
wahan na jaane kitne gharon ki ladkiyon ko
Rathod ke gunde utha kar le jaate honge.
Kaash… main un sab ko bacha paati.”
Ishani ki soch
Anisha ke sawaal se toot jaati hai.
Anisha:
“Lekin… ab jaayenge kahaan?
I mean, hopefully humein kisi ne dekha na ho,
par agar kisi ne dekh liya to…
Avantika ko kahaan rakhenge?”
Rahat serious ho jaati hai.
Rahat:
“Aaj nahi to kal Rathod ko
maloom chal hi jaayega
ki Avantika uski qaid se missing hai.”
Ishani un dono ki baat
gour se sun rahi hoti hai,
tabhi Kabeer bolta hai—
Kabeer:
“If you don’t mind…
main kuch kahun?”
Anisha uski taraf dekhti hai.
Anisha:
“Haan, bolo.”
Kabeer:
“Dekho, Rathod aap sab ke peeche jaayega
agar use thoda sa bhi hint mila to.
Lekin…
wo kabhi ek MLA ke ghar dhoondhne nahi jaayega.”
Anisha aur Rahat
uski baat dhyaan se sunte hain.
Kabeer aage bolta hai:
“Main bas yeh keh raha hoon—
sheher ki bheed se door,
ek local basti me
mere uncle ka flat khali hai.
Main unse permission le sakta hoon.
Avantika ko wahan rakh sakte hain.”
Ishani Avantika ki taraf dekhti hai.
Ishani:
“Lekin iski condition
akele chhodne jaisi nahi hai.”
Kabeer:
“Akele nahi.
Main iske saath rahunga.”
Rahat turant bolti hai—
Rahat:
“Par isse treatment bhi dena hoga.”
Kabeer (without hesitation):
“Wo bhi main manage kar lunga.”
Anisha chup-chaap sab sun rahi hoti hai.
Kuch sochti hai…
phir dheere se bolti hai—
Anisha:
“Rahat di… Ishani di…
tum sab apni-apni life me busy rehte ho.
Tumhari families hain.
Main…
main to is sheher me akeli hoon.
To…
main Avantika ke saath rehne ko tayaar hoon.”
Rahat aur Ishani
ek dusre ki taraf dekhti hain.
Unhe Anisha ki baat bilkul sahi lagti hai.
Rahat (Kabeer se):
“Theek hai, Kabeer.
Bas kuch bhi mess ho—
humein turant bata dena.”
Kabeer rear-view mirror se
haan me gardan hilata hai.
Car ek smooth turn leti hai
aur city ki taraf mud jaati hai.
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Montage – Drop-offs
— Pehle Ishani ko uske flat ke paas drop kiya jaata hai.
Ishani jaate-jaate piche mud kar ek baar car ko dekhti hai.
— Phir Rahat ko uski gali se pehle drop kiya jaata hai.
Rahat car se utarti hai.
Jaane se pehle
Avantika piche se uski taraf dekhti hai.
Rahat (soft smile ke saath):
“Jaldi hi tumse milne aayenge, Avantika.”
Avantika ki aankhon me
thanks ke aansu bhar aate hain.
Rahat uske gaalon ko
pyaar se pakadti hai,
ek reassuring smile deti hai
aur wahan se chali jaati hai.
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Car – Quiet Moment
Ab car me sirf teen log the—
Back seat par Avantika,
driving seat par Kabeer,
aur uske paas Anisha.
Car shaant sadak par aage badh rahi thi.
Kabeer aur Anisha
ek pal ke liye
ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hain—
jaise bina kuch kahe hi
bahut kuch samajh gaye hon.
Night city lights
windshield par beh rahi hoti hain…
aur kahani
ek naye mod ki taraf badh rahi hoti hai.
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