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Update 55
Scene: Same Day – Anisha (College → Kabeer ka Ghar)
College ka corridor aaj Anisha ko zyada khali sa lag raha tha.
Uske chehre par abhi bhi chot ke halkе nishaan the—
jaise yaadein jo jaane ka naam nahi le rahi thi.
Kabeer aaj bhi college me nahi tha.
Anisha ne notice board ke paas ruk kar poocha,
kisi ko bhi uske baare me kuch pata nahi tha.
Bas itna hi—“abhi rest par hai.”
Anisha bina waqt gawaaye college se nikalti hai,
ek taxi book karti hai aur Kabeer ke ghar ka address bol deti hai.
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Kabeer ka Ghar
Taxi ek aalishaan, do-manjila makaan ke saamne rukti hai.
Gate par guards khade hote hain.
Guard use rokta hai.
Anisha calmly apni ID dikhati hai.
Guard phone par baat karta hai—
dusri taraf se “haan, aane do” ki awaaz aati hai.
Guard thoda embarrassed ho kar kehta hai,
“Sorry ma’am… aaiye.”
Anisha andar jaati hai—
ghar shaant, classy, lekin thoda sa udaas sa.
Guard use seedhiyon ke paas chhod kar kehta hai,
“Upar… corner wala room. Kabeer baba wahin hain.”
Anisha thoda hesitate karti hai,
phir dheere dheere seedhiyan chadhti hai.
Har kadam ke saath uska dil tez dhadak raha tha.
Corner room ke bahar ruk kar wo knock karti hai.
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Room ke Andar
Darwaza khulta hai.
Saamne Kabeer—
thaka hua, lekin muskurata hua.
Shirt nahi pehni thi, kyunki abhi-abhi bandage change hui lagti thi.
Ek pal ke liye dono bas ek dusre ko dekhte rehte hain.
Phir Anisha ke chehre par relief aa jata hai.
Wo bina kuch kahe andar aati hai
aur seedha Kabeer ko hug kar leti hai.
Anisha (soft, concerned):
“Abhi bhi dard ho raha hai?”
Kabeer halka sa hansa,
“Ab tum aa gayi ho… to dekhte hain.”
Anisha uski baat par halki si smile deti hai.
Dono bed par saath baith jaate hain.
Anisha uski bandage ko dhyaan se dekhti hai,
jaise har nishaan ka dard mehsoos kar rahi ho.
Anisha:
“Tum bina bataye gayab ho jaate ho…
pata hai mujhe kitni tension hui?”
Kabeer (pyar se):
“Phone uthata to tum daant deti…
aur aise dekh rahi hoti to aur bhi dard hota.”
Anisha uske haath ko apne haathon me le leti hai.
Uski awaaz thodi si dheemi ho jaati hai.
Anisha:
“Kabeer… main kuch din ke liye out of station ja rahi hoon.”
Kabeer thoda sa surprise hota hai.
“Kyoon?”
Anisha uski aankhon me dekhti hai.
“Bas… kuch kaam. Samajh lo.”
Kabeer uski baat bina pooche samajh leta hai.
Wo sirf muskura deta hai.
Kabeer:
“Jab tak tum wapas aaogi…
main theek ho jaunga.”
Anisha uski baat par halki si hansi hasti hai.
“Tum theek rehna… yehi kaafi hai.”
Kabeer dheere se uska matha chhoo leta hai.
“Tum ja rahi ho… par yahin ho.”
Anisha kuch nahi bolti.
Bas uske kandhe par sir rakh deti hai.
Room me khamoshi thi—
lekin wo khamoshi bhari hui thi,
fikr se, pyaar se…
aur ek ankahe vaade se.
Scene ends.
Scene: Same Day – Evening | Ishani ke liye Surprise (Restaurant)
Shaam ho chuki thi.
Restaurant ki lights warm ho chuki thi, background me soft music chal raha tha.
Ishani apron pehne, idhar-udhar dekh rahi thi—
thoda excited, thoda impatient.
Ishani:
“Yaar… batao na, surprise kaha hai?
Subah se wait kar rahi hoon main.”
Staff sirf muskura dete hain,
koi kuch nahi bolta.
Tabhi—
restaurant ka main door dheere se khulta hai.
Andar ek ladka enter karta hai—
curly hair, tall, dark,
wahi jise dekh kar Ishani ka dil hamesha ek beat skip kar deta tha.
Ishani ki nazar us par padti hai.
Ek pal ke liye wo freeze ho jaati hai.
Phir uske chehre par ek automatic, pure wali smile aa jaati hai.
Uski dost—
jo subah “surprise” bol kar chali gayi thi—
Ishani ke paas aati hai
aur dheere se uske kaan ke paas bolti hai:
Friend (whisper):
“Kaise laga surprise?”
Ishani abhi bhi samajh nahi paati.
Wo ladki aage bolti hai—
Friend:
“Jab tum kuch din nahi aayi na…
yeh roz aata tha.
Sirf tumhare baare me poochta tha—
‘Ishani aaj aayegi? Ishani kab aayegi?’”
Ishani ki aankhein badi ho jaati hain.
Friend (smiling):
“Maine aur Humera ne…
tumhare dil ki har baat isse bata di.
Aur coincidence dekho—
yeh bhi tumhe utna hi pasand karta hai,
jitna tum ise.”
Ishani (shock me):
“Humera ne… kaise—?”
Tabhi entrance se ek aur awaaz aati hai.
Humera enters.
Ishani jaise hi use dekhti hai,
uske chehre par relief aur khushi dono aa jaati hain.
Humera seedha Ishani ke paas aati hai
aur uske kaan ke paas bolti hai:
Humera (teasing):
“Pure do din lage janab ko dhundhne me.”
Ishani bina kuch soche
Humera ko zor se hug kar leti hai.
Ishani (emotional):
“Pagal hai tu…”
Humera (soft smile):
“Tu ne mere liye khud ko daav par laga diya…
toh yeh uske saamne kuch bhi nahi.”
Isi beech wo ladka aage badhta hai.
Seedha Ishani ke saamne aakar rukta hai.
Ladka (confident, sincere):
“I’m Robin.
And I just want to tell you…
that I like you, Ishani.”
Ek second ke liye pura restaurant shaant.
Phir—
hooting, claps, whistles.
Ishani ke gaal blush ho jaate hain.
Uski aankhon me sharm bhi hai,
aur khushi bhi.
Robin apna haath aage badhata hai.
Ishani thoda hesitate karti hai,
phir apna haath uske haath me rakh deti hai.
Robin muskurata hai
aur use restaurant ke bahar le jaane lagta hai.
Ishani bhi khushi-khushi uske saath chal padti hai.
Bahar jaane se pehle
wo ek baar peeche mud kar Humera ko dekhti hai.
Humera door se hi bolti hai:
“Love you.”
Ishani bina bole
sirf ek pyaari si smile pass karti hai.
Door band hota hai.
Restaurant ke andar sabke chehron par ek hi baat likhi hoti hai—
aaj kisi ka dil jeet gaya.
Happy Montage | Ek Sukoon Bhara Saans
— Montage Begins —
Rahat ka ghar
Dining table par shaanti hai…
aur is shaanti me pyaar ghula hua hai.
Imdad khud apne haathon se Rahat ko khana khila rahe hain.
Har niwala jaise ek maafi,
har nazar jaise ek acceptance.
Rahat chup chaap hai,
par uski aankhon me wo sukoon hai
jo use saalon se nahi mila tha.
Imdad uske baal pyaar se sehla dete hain.
Rahat halki si muskurati hai.
— baap ka pyaar der se sahi, par sachcha hai —
---
Arti ka ghar – Kitchen
Gas par kuch ubal raha hai,
aur beech-beech me hasi bhi.
Arti ki saas usse ek recipe samjha rahi hain—
“Dekho, masala jalna nahi chahiye.”
Arti muskurakar bolti hai:
“Jaise aap mujhe jalne nahi deti.”
Saas aankh dikha kar bolti hain:
“Zyada smart mat bano.”
Dono hans padti hain.
Kitchen me sirf khana nahi pak raha—
rishta bhi pak chuka hai.
---
Ishani & Robin – Sunset View
Khula aasman,
do cup coffee,
aur dhalte suraj ki laali.
Robin aur Ishani side by side khade hain,
beech me thoda sa distance—
par dil bilkul paas.
Hawa Ishani ke baalon se khelti hai.
Robin use dekhta hai,
Ishani blush karke nazar chura leti hai.
Sunset dheere dheere andhere me badal raha hai,
jaise ek naye chapter ki shuruaat.
---
Anisha & Kabeer
Kabeer ka room.
Khamoshi.
Sirf saanson ki awaaz.
Dono bed par cuddle kar rahe hain,
Anisha ka sir Kabeer ke seene par,
Kabeer ka haath uske baalon me.
Dono ki aankhein band hain—
na darr,
na sawal,
sirf ek pal ka sukoon.
Jaise zindagi ne thodi der ke liye
jung rok di ho.
— Montage Ends —
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Story Teller ki awaaz (soft, reflective):
> Kisi ko uske baap ka pyaar mil gaya…
Kisi ko saas ke roop me maa…
Koi apne crush ko jeet chuka hai…
To koi apne pyaar ko baahon me mehsoos kar raha hai…
> Zindagi bhi na… bilkul unpredictable hai.
Uske ups and downs utne hi normal hain,
jitni saansen lena.
> Zindagi hazaar sabak sikhati hai,
par jo sabak yaad reh jaata hai,
asal me wahi kamyabi ka raaz hota hai.
> To kya ab sabki life me sab kuch theek ho gaya…?
Nahi.
Abhi ek kaam baaki tha…
Next Day | Anushka ka Safar
Subah abhi poori tarah khuli bhi nahi thi
jab Anushka apni car start karti hai.
Gate se nikalte hue
wo apni maa ke paas jhukti hai,
uske baalon me ek halki si kiss—
jaise keh rahi ho “jaldi lautungi.”
Aaj ka din important tha.
Jo jaal usne apne hitman ko pakadne ke liye bichhaya tha,
wo jaal ab kaat liya gaya tha.
Client ne achanak
meeting ka venue change kar diya tha.
Move number one.
Aur Anushka samajh chuki thi—
yeh koi normal meeting nahi hai.
Six hours ki drive.
Road lambi thi,
par uske khayal usse bhi zyada.
---
Montage
— Highway par car daudti hui
— Dashboard clock dheere dheere aage badhti hui
— Anushka ki aankhen, focused… par andar se alert
Beech raaste wo ek chhote se highway hotel par rukti hai.
Chai ka ek cup—
bhaap uthti hui.
Wo do ghoont leti hai.
Muh par thanda pani marti hai,
jaise apne dimaag ko bhi thoda thanda kar rahi ho.
Hotel ke bahar,
gaadi ke bonnet par baith kar
wo kuch pal aasman dekhti hai.
“Aage kya hoga…?”
sawal tha,
par jawab abhi nahi.
— Montage Ends —
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Shaam ke kareeb
wo usi hotel pahunchti hai
jahan meeting ke liye uska stay arrange tha.
Reception par calmly bolti hai:
“Anushka”
Clerk screen dekhta hai,
sir hila kar keys aage badha deta hai.
Room pehle se booked tha.
Expenses— client ke.
Aur yahi baat Anushka ko aur zyada uneasy kar rahi thi.
Room me aate hi
uske phone par ek message flash hota hai—
? Location
⏰ Time: 2–3 hours later
Client ka hi message tha.
Anushka bags kholti hai,
kapde nikalti hai
aur bathroom ki taraf badh jati hai.
Shower ka pani thanda tha,
lekin uska dimaag
abhi bhi garam.
Soch, suspicion, calculation—
sab ek saath chal raha tha.
Bahaar aakar
wo dress up karti hai.
Files, documents—
ek ek karke check karti hai.
Sab kuch sahi jagah par.
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Leather jacket,
dark top,
jeans
aur niche leather shoes.
Aaj Christmas tha.
Sheher thandi hawa me lipta hua tha
aur jashn me dooba hua bhi.
Jaise hi Anushka hotel se nikalti hai
aur car thodi aage badhati hai—
wo dekhti hai
poora sheher saja hua hai.
Lights.
Flags.
Decorations.
Lag raha tha
jaise sardiyon ka asli maza
yahan ke log achhe se lena jaante ho.
colleges band the.
Winter vacations chal rahi thi.
Aur mausam—
bilkul teekha, bilkul thanda.
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Location follow karte hue
Anushka dheere dheere
sheher se door hoti jati hai.
Road pahadi ho jati hai.
Aur phir—
uske saamne aati hai
ek purani, band factory.
Zang lagi hui iron gates.
Tooti hui deewarein.
Aur aas-paas…
khamoshi.
Anushka gaadi rok deti hai.
Jagah…
suspicious thi.
Wo turant apne client ko call lagati hai.
Ring nahi jaati.
Hill area.
No network.
Anushka gaadi ke steering par
apni pakad tight karti hai.
Aaj ka din festive tha,
sheher roshni me tha—
par yahan…
sirf andhera aur sawal the.
Aur Anushka jaanti thi—
yeh meeting sirf meeting nahi hai.
Yahin se asli khel shuru hone wala tha.
Agla Scene – Kabristan ka Sach
Anushka car se utarti hai.
Band factory ke andheron ko peeche chhodte hue
wo dheere dheere andar badhti hai.
Har kadam par
sannata aur gehra hota ja raha tha.
Tooti hui zameen,
sookhe patte,
hawa ki seeti—
jaise jagah khud usse wapas jaane ko keh rahi ho.
Factory ke lawn tak pahuchte hi
use thodi door, outer side me
ek chhota sa room dikhta hai.
Lights on thi.
Anushka usi roshni ki taraf badhti hai—
kadmon ki raftaar dheemi,
saansen tez.
Idhar-udhar dekhte hue
jab wo room ke paas pahuchti hai
to dekhti hai—
Room bilkul khaali.
Wo turant mudne hi wali hoti hai
ki uski nazar
ek signboard par padti hai.
“WELCOME ANUSHKA”
Uske kadam ruk jaate hain.
Wo room ke andar wapas jaati hai,
chaaron taraf dekhti hai.
Tabhi—
ek speaker par awaaz goonjti hai.
> “Anushka…”
Uska naam.
Anushka ka dil zor se dhadakta hai.
Speaker se instructions aane lagti hain—
raasta, direction,
aur aage badhne ka ishara.
Wo bina kuch bole
sab kuch dhyaan se sunti hai
aur phir room se bahar nikal kar
usi direction me chal padti hai.
---
Raasta ubad-khabad tha.
Sookhi lakdiyaan,
pathar,
mitti.
Aur dheere dheere
wo ek aisi jagah pahuch jaati hai
jahan—
charo taraf sirf kabrein thi.
Kabristan.
Anushka ke kadam thithak jaate hain.
Uske haath kaanpne lagte hain.
Wo phone nikal kar dekhti hai—
abhi bhi no network.
Anushka awaaz lagati hai:
“Hello?
Koi hai?
Yeh kaisa mazaak hai?”
Uski awaaz
kabristan ke sannate me
wapis laut aati hai.
“Main meeting ke liye aayi thi,
aur ab mujhe
aapse koi interest nahi hai deal karne ka.
I’m going… bloody joker!”
Wo jaane ke liye mudti hai—
Tabhi peeche se awaaz aati hai:
“Anushka.”
Uska jism ek jhatke me sehem jaata hai.
Wo dheere dheere mudkar dekhti hai.
Aur saamne—
Jeevan.
Wahi Jeevan
jise wo uncle kehti thi.
Wahi Jeevan
jo uske papa ka sabse kareebi dost tha.
Anushka ki aankhein phail jaati hain.
“Himmat karke bolti hai—
Yeh kya mazaak hai, Jeevan uncle?
Koi is tarah ka prank karta hai kya?”
Jeevan chup rehta hai.
Anushka gusse aur shock me bol padti hai:
“Agar yeh sab aapne kiya hai
to yeh bahut shameful hai.
Main aapki complaint karungi.
Aur ab mujhe is meeting me
koi shauk nahi…
main ja rahi hoon.”
Wo jaane ke liye mudti hi hai—
Jeevan bolta hai,
awaaz bhari hui:
“Yeh meri beti ki kabr hai, Anushka.”
Anushka sihar jaati hai.
Wo palat kar uski taraf dekhti hai—
par kuch keh nahi paati.
Jeevan aage bolta hai:
“Sirf 17 saal ki thi…
meri Shubhangi.
Padhai me intelligent,
class me hamesha top.”
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FLASHBACK STARTS
Ek khoobsurat ladki—
Shubhangi.
Class me medal mil raha hai.
Swimming me first.
Singing me first.
Naachti hai to jaise morni.
CA banne ka sapna.
Har kaam me first.
Padosi ho ya relatives—
sabki madad karti.
Maa-baap ke liye
jaise poori duniya wahi thi.
Har taraf bas uska hi naam.
---
Ek din—
Jeevan ghar aata hai.
Aangan me
Shubhangi ka dupatta pada hai.
Sofa par salwar.
Kameez kai jagah se fati hui.
Aur Shubhangi—
zameen par,
aankhein band.
Jeevan kaanp jaata hai.
Wo use uthakar
bhaagte hue hospital le jaata hai.
---
Hospital Montage
Doctors koshish kar rahe hain.
Machines ki awaaz.
Bahaar Jeevan
aur Anushka ke papa khade hain.
Anushka ke papa
Jeevan ke kandhe par haath rakh kar
use himmat dete hain.
Kuch aadhe ghante baad
doctor bahar aata hai.
Udaas aankhon se
sir hila deta hai.
Jeevan wahi
toot kar chilla uthta hai.
---
Montage
Shubhangi ka antim sanskar.
Sach saamne aata hai—
Shubhangi asal me
ek orphanage se god li hui thi.
Uska asli naam—
Waziha.
Jeevan ne use
usi ke asli maa-baap ki kabr ke paas
dafnaaya.
---
Kuch din Jeevan sadme me rehta hai.
Phir dheere dheere
kaam par laut aata hai.
Aur phir—
security officer investigation ki report aati hai.
security officer Jeevan ko
ek locket deti hai.
“Death ka reason to aap jaante hi honge,
bas yeh locket
aapke ghar se mila hai.
Kya yeh kisi ka hai?”
Jeevan locket dekhta hai—
Uski aankhein phail jaati hain.
Wo pehchaan jaata hai.
Par security officer se jhooth bolta hai:
“Yeh mera hai…
kuch din pehle kho gaya tha.”
Evidence ki kami me
case band ho jaata hai.
Par Jeevan
samajh chuka hota hai—
kisne… aur kyun.
---
TIME FLY – 2 SAAL BAAD
Anushka ke papa ko promotion milta hai.
Company ek car deti hai—
personal use ke liye.
Promotion wali raat
wo bahut zyada peete hain.
Jeevan bas unhe ghoorta rehta hai.
Wo unhe ghar chhodne nikalta hai—
usi car me.
Nashe me
Anushka ke papa
Shubhangi ko yaad karte ja rahe hote hain.
Uski baatein.
Uski intelligence.
Uska nature.
Aur phir—
wo has kar bol padte hain:
“Us din bhi
kitni khoobsurat lag rahi thi
hamari Rani… ufff.”
Wo zor se hans padte hain.
Jeevan ki aankhon me
aag bhadak uthti hai.
Uska shak
confirm ho jaata hai.
Jeevan gear daalta hai,
acceleration badhata hai—
Aur chalti car se
kood jaata hai.
Car seedha
truck se takraati hai.
Blast.
---
FLASHBACK ENDS
Anushka ka chehra safed pad chuka tha.
Aankhein laal,
geeli.
Saansen tez.
Gala sookh chuka tha.
Wo cheekh padti hai:
“NAHI!
Aisa nahi ho sakta!
Mere papa aisa nahi kar sakte!”
Jeevan chup rehta hai.
Wo apne aansu pochta hai
aur peeche se
ek chhoora nikaalta hai.
Anushka zameen par baith kar
phoot-phoot kar rone lagti hai.
Jeevan bolta hai:
“I’m sorry, Anushka…
par Shubhangi
meri zindagi thi.
Mujhe maaf kar dena.”
Wo chhoora upar uthata hai—
Tabhi
ek haath peeche se aakar
uska haath pakad leta hai.
Jeevan palat kar dekhta hai—
Anisha.
Aur uske saath—
Rahat.
Dono ek saath
Jeevan ko dhakka deti hain.
Chhoora chhin leti hain.
Jeevan door ja girta hai.
Anisha turant
Anushka ke paas baith kar
use sambhalti hai.
Rahat
Jeevan ke saamne
bilkul tayaar khadi hoti hai.
Jeevan uthta hai,
kapdon se mitti jhaadta hai
aur Anushka ko dekhta hai.
Rahat uske aur Anushka ke beech
deewar ban kar khadi hoti hai.
Jeevan bolta hai,
thandi, zehreeli awaaz me:
“Anushka…
aaj nahi to kal
main apni beti ka badla
zaroor lunga.”
Aur wo
kabristan ke andheron me
gaayab ho jaata hai.
Anushka, Anisha aur Rahat
khamoshi se
usse jaate hue dekhte rehte hain.
Yeh sirf sach ka khulasa nahi tha—
yeh tha ek khaufnaak pal jise anushka chah kar bhi kabhi bhoola nahi payegi.
**Agla Scene – Next Day
Arti & Nakul | Coffee Party**
Library ke time ke beech ka break.
Sheher ke ek cozy se café me
Arti aur Nakul
corner wali table par baithe hue the.
Table par
us area ki sabse best coffee
se bhari hui do cups.
Steam uth rahi thi,
aur dono ke chehron par
ek halka sa sukoon.
Arti pehle sip leti hai
aur aankhein band kar leti hai.
Arti (smile ke saath):
“Hmm… sach me best hai.”
Nakul (fake proud tone):
“Obviously. Main laaya hoon.
Tum kya samjhi ho?”
Arti hasti hai.
Thodi der ki khamoshi ke baad
Arti seedha sawal daag deti hai—
Arti:
“Waise… girlfriend hai tumhari?”
Nakul almost coffee thook deta hai.
Nakul:
“Direct attack?
Coffee party hai ya interrogation?”
Arti (teasing):
“Simple question hai.
Library me toh hamesha books ke saath hi dikhte ho.”
Nakul (dramatic sigh):
“Books loyal hoti hain, Arti.
Complaint nahi karti.”
Arti zor se hans padti hai.
Arti:
“Toh matlab… koi girlfriend nahi?”
Nakul:
“Matlab…
agar hoti toh tumse kyun chhupata?”
Arti (eyebrow raise):
“Hmm… suspicious.”
Nakul coffee ka sip leta hai
aur palat kar poochta hai—
Nakul:
“Ab meri baari.
Tum apne husband se
kitna pyaar karti ho?”
Arti bina soche bol deti hai—
Arti:
“Bahut.”
Phir thoda ruk kar—
“Par haan…
kabhi kabhi
unhe bhi
meri saas se zyada darr lagta hai.”
Nakul hans hans ke table pakad leta hai.
Nakul:
“Wow!
Matlab boss fight
abhi bhi pending hai?”
Arti (acting serious):
“Boss fight nahi,
daily survival challenge.”
Nakul uski taraf dekh kar kehta hai—
Nakul:
“Waise sach bolun?
Tumhari saas ka naam sunte hi
tumhara face change ho jaata hai.”
Arti:
“Change nahi hota,
automatic ‘defence mode’ on ho jaata hai.”
Dono zor se hans padte hain.
Nakul thoda sa lean karta hai.
Nakul:
“Lekin ek baat hai…
tum bahut strong ho, Arti.
Jaisa tum dikhati ho na…
waisi ho nahi.”
Arti ek second ke liye chup ho jaati hai,
phir halki smile ke saath bolti hai—
Arti:
“Shayad isi liye
zindagi mujhe strong banati ja rahi hai.”
Nakul cup uthata hai.
Nakul:
“Toh phir…
strong dost ke naam ek toast?”
Arti apna cup uthati hai.
Arti:
“Dost.”
Dono cups gently takrate hain.
Coffee thandi ho rahi thi,
par baat-cheet me
ek nayi warmth aa chuki thi.
Ab yeh rishta sirf librarian aur visitor ka nahi raha—
yeh dosti ban chuki thi.
Scene: Anushka ka Ghar — Shaam ka waqt
Living room me halki si roshni thi. Curtains aadhe khule hue, bahar shaam ka aasman dheere dheere andhera odh raha tha.
Anushka sofa ke kone me baithi thi — phone haath me, par screen par kuch dekh nahi rahi thi. Aankhein thaki hui, chehra chup.
Darwaze par bell bajti hai.
Anushka jaakar darwaza kholti hai…
Rahat, Arti, Ishani, Anisha — sab ek saath.
Rahat (dramatic tone):
“Madam Anushka ji… BEHEN_CODE ki emergency attendance lagane aaye hain.”
Anushka halki si muskurati hai, par aankhon tak baat nahi pahunchti.
Sab andar aa jaati hain.
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Cheer-up Attempts (Light Moments)
Sab sofa aur carpet par baith jaati hain.
Arti (casual banne ki koshish):
“Waise Anushka, tum tension me ho na… meri saas tumse mil leti na, saari tension bhool jaati.
Kal hi boli— ‘Namak zyada tha’… jabki namak dala hi nahi tha.”
Sab hans padti hain.
Rahat:
“Tumhari saas phir bhi ghar ki hai Arti…
Mere radio station pe toh roz free ka roast hota hai.
RJ bolta hai— ‘Rahat, mic on hai ya tumhara mood off?’”
Ishani (sharmate hue):
“Waise meri life thodi sorted lag rahi hai…
Robin ke saath sunset dekha… life me pehli baar kisi ne kaha— ‘Tum bas khamosh raho, main baat kar lunga.’”
Anisha (teasing smile):
“Sunset? Cute.
Main toh Kabeer ke room me thi… date pe.
Bandage change ho rahi thi, main nurse ban gayi.”
Sab fir hans deti hain.
Anushka bhi muskurati hai…
par bas ek pal ke liye.
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Silence — Mood Shift
Rahat Anushka ko gaur se dekhti hai.
Rahat (soft):
“Bas hassi ka quota ho gaya…
Ab sach bolo Anushka.
Tum yahan ho, par ho nahi.”
Kamre me shanti.
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Emotional Sharing Begins
Ishani (gehri saans lekar):
“Mujhe pata hai chup rehna kaisa hota hai…
Jab ghar me roz maa-baap ladte ho na,
toh bachcha sirf deewar ban jata hai.
Divorce ke baad mujhe laga — shayad galti meri thi.”
Anushka dhyaan se sunti hai.
Rahat:
“Mere walid…
Zindagi bhar lagta raha main unke liye bojh hoon.
Ab jab wo pyaar se baat karte hain,
toh darr lagta hai — kahin yeh bhi temporary na ho.”
Arti:
“Mujhe sab perfect lagta hai logon ko…
par har din khud ko prove karna padta hai —
biwi hoon, bahu hoon, par pehle ek insaan hoon.”
Anushka ki aankhon me nami aa jaati hai.
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Anisha ka Sach (Heaviest Moment)
Anisha apna chashma theek karti hai. Awaaz thodi kampti hai.
Anisha:
“Meri ek cousin behen hai…
PTI hai, local college me.
Ek ladke ne pyaar ka drama kiya…
phir uske sath sex and all that and. Fir chhod diya…
aur baad me kisi aur se shaadi kar li.”
Sab chup.
Anisha (aankhein bhar aati hain):
“Ab wo depression me hai.
Khud ko dosh deti hai.
Aur main… bas dekh rahi hoon.
Kuch kar nahi pa rahi.”
Silence heavy ho jaata hai.
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Anushka ka Breakdown & Confession
Anushka dheere se Anisha ki taraf dekhti hai.
Anushka (bhari awaaz):
“Shayad aajkal…
kisi par bharosa hi nahi kiya ja sakta.”
Wo uth kar khadi hoti hai.
Khidki ke paas jaakar rukti hai.
Anushka (toot-te hue):
“Mere papa…
meri duniya the.
Aur ab… mujhe nahi pata main kis sach ke saath jee rahi hoon.”
Wo palat kar sabko dekhti hai — aankhon se aansu beh rahe hain.
Anushka:
“Main strong banne ki koshish karti rahi…
par sach yeh hai —
main dar gayi hoon.
Isliye gatherings se door rahi.”
Rahat aage badhkar uska haath pakad leti hai.
Arti aur Ishani bhi paas aa jaati hain.
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Hope & Mission Spark
Anushka achanak Anisha ki baat yaad karke seedhi khadi hoti hai.
Anushka aansu ponchhti hai.
Awaaz firm ho jaati hai.
Anushka:
“Phir decide ho gaya.
Next mission — tumhari behen ki zindagi wapas khadi karna.
Jo uske saath hua… uska hisaab hoga.”
Sab ek-dusre ko dekhti hain.
Anushka (aankhon me naya josh):
“Tumhari behen…
abhi kahan hai or uska naam kya hai"
Anisha:
“Ghar par.
Naam… Nikhat Siddiqui.”
BEHEN_CODE will return in
ARJUN vs ZAHEER UNIVERSE
Scene: Same Day – Anisha (College → Kabeer ka Ghar)
College ka corridor aaj Anisha ko zyada khali sa lag raha tha.
Uske chehre par abhi bhi chot ke halkе nishaan the—
jaise yaadein jo jaane ka naam nahi le rahi thi.
Kabeer aaj bhi college me nahi tha.
Anisha ne notice board ke paas ruk kar poocha,
kisi ko bhi uske baare me kuch pata nahi tha.
Bas itna hi—“abhi rest par hai.”
Anisha bina waqt gawaaye college se nikalti hai,
ek taxi book karti hai aur Kabeer ke ghar ka address bol deti hai.
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Kabeer ka Ghar
Taxi ek aalishaan, do-manjila makaan ke saamne rukti hai.
Gate par guards khade hote hain.
Guard use rokta hai.
Anisha calmly apni ID dikhati hai.
Guard phone par baat karta hai—
dusri taraf se “haan, aane do” ki awaaz aati hai.
Guard thoda embarrassed ho kar kehta hai,
“Sorry ma’am… aaiye.”
Anisha andar jaati hai—
ghar shaant, classy, lekin thoda sa udaas sa.
Guard use seedhiyon ke paas chhod kar kehta hai,
“Upar… corner wala room. Kabeer baba wahin hain.”
Anisha thoda hesitate karti hai,
phir dheere dheere seedhiyan chadhti hai.
Har kadam ke saath uska dil tez dhadak raha tha.
Corner room ke bahar ruk kar wo knock karti hai.
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Room ke Andar
Darwaza khulta hai.
Saamne Kabeer—
thaka hua, lekin muskurata hua.
Shirt nahi pehni thi, kyunki abhi-abhi bandage change hui lagti thi.
Ek pal ke liye dono bas ek dusre ko dekhte rehte hain.
Phir Anisha ke chehre par relief aa jata hai.
Wo bina kuch kahe andar aati hai
aur seedha Kabeer ko hug kar leti hai.
Anisha (soft, concerned):
“Abhi bhi dard ho raha hai?”
Kabeer halka sa hansa,
“Ab tum aa gayi ho… to dekhte hain.”
Anisha uski baat par halki si smile deti hai.
Dono bed par saath baith jaate hain.
Anisha uski bandage ko dhyaan se dekhti hai,
jaise har nishaan ka dard mehsoos kar rahi ho.
Anisha:
“Tum bina bataye gayab ho jaate ho…
pata hai mujhe kitni tension hui?”
Kabeer (pyar se):
“Phone uthata to tum daant deti…
aur aise dekh rahi hoti to aur bhi dard hota.”
Anisha uske haath ko apne haathon me le leti hai.
Uski awaaz thodi si dheemi ho jaati hai.
Anisha:
“Kabeer… main kuch din ke liye out of station ja rahi hoon.”
Kabeer thoda sa surprise hota hai.
“Kyoon?”
Anisha uski aankhon me dekhti hai.
“Bas… kuch kaam. Samajh lo.”
Kabeer uski baat bina pooche samajh leta hai.
Wo sirf muskura deta hai.
Kabeer:
“Jab tak tum wapas aaogi…
main theek ho jaunga.”
Anisha uski baat par halki si hansi hasti hai.
“Tum theek rehna… yehi kaafi hai.”
Kabeer dheere se uska matha chhoo leta hai.
“Tum ja rahi ho… par yahin ho.”
Anisha kuch nahi bolti.
Bas uske kandhe par sir rakh deti hai.
Room me khamoshi thi—
lekin wo khamoshi bhari hui thi,
fikr se, pyaar se…
aur ek ankahe vaade se.
Scene ends.
Scene: Same Day – Evening | Ishani ke liye Surprise (Restaurant)
Shaam ho chuki thi.
Restaurant ki lights warm ho chuki thi, background me soft music chal raha tha.
Ishani apron pehne, idhar-udhar dekh rahi thi—
thoda excited, thoda impatient.
Ishani:
“Yaar… batao na, surprise kaha hai?
Subah se wait kar rahi hoon main.”
Staff sirf muskura dete hain,
koi kuch nahi bolta.
Tabhi—
restaurant ka main door dheere se khulta hai.
Andar ek ladka enter karta hai—
curly hair, tall, dark,
wahi jise dekh kar Ishani ka dil hamesha ek beat skip kar deta tha.
Ishani ki nazar us par padti hai.
Ek pal ke liye wo freeze ho jaati hai.
Phir uske chehre par ek automatic, pure wali smile aa jaati hai.
Uski dost—
jo subah “surprise” bol kar chali gayi thi—
Ishani ke paas aati hai
aur dheere se uske kaan ke paas bolti hai:
Friend (whisper):
“Kaise laga surprise?”
Ishani abhi bhi samajh nahi paati.
Wo ladki aage bolti hai—
Friend:
“Jab tum kuch din nahi aayi na…
yeh roz aata tha.
Sirf tumhare baare me poochta tha—
‘Ishani aaj aayegi? Ishani kab aayegi?’”
Ishani ki aankhein badi ho jaati hain.
Friend (smiling):
“Maine aur Humera ne…
tumhare dil ki har baat isse bata di.
Aur coincidence dekho—
yeh bhi tumhe utna hi pasand karta hai,
jitna tum ise.”
Ishani (shock me):
“Humera ne… kaise—?”
Tabhi entrance se ek aur awaaz aati hai.
Humera enters.
Ishani jaise hi use dekhti hai,
uske chehre par relief aur khushi dono aa jaati hain.
Humera seedha Ishani ke paas aati hai
aur uske kaan ke paas bolti hai:
Humera (teasing):
“Pure do din lage janab ko dhundhne me.”
Ishani bina kuch soche
Humera ko zor se hug kar leti hai.
Ishani (emotional):
“Pagal hai tu…”
Humera (soft smile):
“Tu ne mere liye khud ko daav par laga diya…
toh yeh uske saamne kuch bhi nahi.”
Isi beech wo ladka aage badhta hai.
Seedha Ishani ke saamne aakar rukta hai.
Ladka (confident, sincere):
“I’m Robin.
And I just want to tell you…
that I like you, Ishani.”
Ek second ke liye pura restaurant shaant.
Phir—
hooting, claps, whistles.
Ishani ke gaal blush ho jaate hain.
Uski aankhon me sharm bhi hai,
aur khushi bhi.
Robin apna haath aage badhata hai.
Ishani thoda hesitate karti hai,
phir apna haath uske haath me rakh deti hai.
Robin muskurata hai
aur use restaurant ke bahar le jaane lagta hai.
Ishani bhi khushi-khushi uske saath chal padti hai.
Bahar jaane se pehle
wo ek baar peeche mud kar Humera ko dekhti hai.
Humera door se hi bolti hai:
“Love you.”
Ishani bina bole
sirf ek pyaari si smile pass karti hai.
Door band hota hai.
Restaurant ke andar sabke chehron par ek hi baat likhi hoti hai—
aaj kisi ka dil jeet gaya.
Happy Montage | Ek Sukoon Bhara Saans
— Montage Begins —
Rahat ka ghar
Dining table par shaanti hai…
aur is shaanti me pyaar ghula hua hai.
Imdad khud apne haathon se Rahat ko khana khila rahe hain.
Har niwala jaise ek maafi,
har nazar jaise ek acceptance.
Rahat chup chaap hai,
par uski aankhon me wo sukoon hai
jo use saalon se nahi mila tha.
Imdad uske baal pyaar se sehla dete hain.
Rahat halki si muskurati hai.
— baap ka pyaar der se sahi, par sachcha hai —
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Arti ka ghar – Kitchen
Gas par kuch ubal raha hai,
aur beech-beech me hasi bhi.
Arti ki saas usse ek recipe samjha rahi hain—
“Dekho, masala jalna nahi chahiye.”
Arti muskurakar bolti hai:
“Jaise aap mujhe jalne nahi deti.”
Saas aankh dikha kar bolti hain:
“Zyada smart mat bano.”
Dono hans padti hain.
Kitchen me sirf khana nahi pak raha—
rishta bhi pak chuka hai.
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Ishani & Robin – Sunset View
Khula aasman,
do cup coffee,
aur dhalte suraj ki laali.
Robin aur Ishani side by side khade hain,
beech me thoda sa distance—
par dil bilkul paas.
Hawa Ishani ke baalon se khelti hai.
Robin use dekhta hai,
Ishani blush karke nazar chura leti hai.
Sunset dheere dheere andhere me badal raha hai,
jaise ek naye chapter ki shuruaat.
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Anisha & Kabeer
Kabeer ka room.
Khamoshi.
Sirf saanson ki awaaz.
Dono bed par cuddle kar rahe hain,
Anisha ka sir Kabeer ke seene par,
Kabeer ka haath uske baalon me.
Dono ki aankhein band hain—
na darr,
na sawal,
sirf ek pal ka sukoon.
Jaise zindagi ne thodi der ke liye
jung rok di ho.
— Montage Ends —
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Story Teller ki awaaz (soft, reflective):
> Kisi ko uske baap ka pyaar mil gaya…
Kisi ko saas ke roop me maa…
Koi apne crush ko jeet chuka hai…
To koi apne pyaar ko baahon me mehsoos kar raha hai…
> Zindagi bhi na… bilkul unpredictable hai.
Uske ups and downs utne hi normal hain,
jitni saansen lena.
> Zindagi hazaar sabak sikhati hai,
par jo sabak yaad reh jaata hai,
asal me wahi kamyabi ka raaz hota hai.
> To kya ab sabki life me sab kuch theek ho gaya…?
Nahi.
Abhi ek kaam baaki tha…
Next Day | Anushka ka Safar
Subah abhi poori tarah khuli bhi nahi thi
jab Anushka apni car start karti hai.
Gate se nikalte hue
wo apni maa ke paas jhukti hai,
uske baalon me ek halki si kiss—
jaise keh rahi ho “jaldi lautungi.”
Aaj ka din important tha.
Jo jaal usne apne hitman ko pakadne ke liye bichhaya tha,
wo jaal ab kaat liya gaya tha.
Client ne achanak
meeting ka venue change kar diya tha.
Move number one.
Aur Anushka samajh chuki thi—
yeh koi normal meeting nahi hai.
Six hours ki drive.
Road lambi thi,
par uske khayal usse bhi zyada.
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Montage
— Highway par car daudti hui
— Dashboard clock dheere dheere aage badhti hui
— Anushka ki aankhen, focused… par andar se alert
Beech raaste wo ek chhote se highway hotel par rukti hai.
Chai ka ek cup—
bhaap uthti hui.
Wo do ghoont leti hai.
Muh par thanda pani marti hai,
jaise apne dimaag ko bhi thoda thanda kar rahi ho.
Hotel ke bahar,
gaadi ke bonnet par baith kar
wo kuch pal aasman dekhti hai.
“Aage kya hoga…?”
sawal tha,
par jawab abhi nahi.
— Montage Ends —
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Shaam ke kareeb
wo usi hotel pahunchti hai
jahan meeting ke liye uska stay arrange tha.
Reception par calmly bolti hai:
“Anushka”
Clerk screen dekhta hai,
sir hila kar keys aage badha deta hai.
Room pehle se booked tha.
Expenses— client ke.
Aur yahi baat Anushka ko aur zyada uneasy kar rahi thi.
Room me aate hi
uske phone par ek message flash hota hai—
? Location
⏰ Time: 2–3 hours later
Client ka hi message tha.
Anushka bags kholti hai,
kapde nikalti hai
aur bathroom ki taraf badh jati hai.
Shower ka pani thanda tha,
lekin uska dimaag
abhi bhi garam.
Soch, suspicion, calculation—
sab ek saath chal raha tha.
Bahaar aakar
wo dress up karti hai.
Files, documents—
ek ek karke check karti hai.
Sab kuch sahi jagah par.
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Leather jacket,
dark top,
jeans
aur niche leather shoes.
Aaj Christmas tha.
Sheher thandi hawa me lipta hua tha
aur jashn me dooba hua bhi.
Jaise hi Anushka hotel se nikalti hai
aur car thodi aage badhati hai—
wo dekhti hai
poora sheher saja hua hai.
Lights.
Flags.
Decorations.
Lag raha tha
jaise sardiyon ka asli maza
yahan ke log achhe se lena jaante ho.
colleges band the.
Winter vacations chal rahi thi.
Aur mausam—
bilkul teekha, bilkul thanda.
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Location follow karte hue
Anushka dheere dheere
sheher se door hoti jati hai.
Road pahadi ho jati hai.
Aur phir—
uske saamne aati hai
ek purani, band factory.
Zang lagi hui iron gates.
Tooti hui deewarein.
Aur aas-paas…
khamoshi.
Anushka gaadi rok deti hai.
Jagah…
suspicious thi.
Wo turant apne client ko call lagati hai.
Ring nahi jaati.
Hill area.
No network.
Anushka gaadi ke steering par
apni pakad tight karti hai.
Aaj ka din festive tha,
sheher roshni me tha—
par yahan…
sirf andhera aur sawal the.
Aur Anushka jaanti thi—
yeh meeting sirf meeting nahi hai.
Yahin se asli khel shuru hone wala tha.
Agla Scene – Kabristan ka Sach
Anushka car se utarti hai.
Band factory ke andheron ko peeche chhodte hue
wo dheere dheere andar badhti hai.
Har kadam par
sannata aur gehra hota ja raha tha.
Tooti hui zameen,
sookhe patte,
hawa ki seeti—
jaise jagah khud usse wapas jaane ko keh rahi ho.
Factory ke lawn tak pahuchte hi
use thodi door, outer side me
ek chhota sa room dikhta hai.
Lights on thi.
Anushka usi roshni ki taraf badhti hai—
kadmon ki raftaar dheemi,
saansen tez.
Idhar-udhar dekhte hue
jab wo room ke paas pahuchti hai
to dekhti hai—
Room bilkul khaali.
Wo turant mudne hi wali hoti hai
ki uski nazar
ek signboard par padti hai.
“WELCOME ANUSHKA”
Uske kadam ruk jaate hain.
Wo room ke andar wapas jaati hai,
chaaron taraf dekhti hai.
Tabhi—
ek speaker par awaaz goonjti hai.
> “Anushka…”
Uska naam.
Anushka ka dil zor se dhadakta hai.
Speaker se instructions aane lagti hain—
raasta, direction,
aur aage badhne ka ishara.
Wo bina kuch bole
sab kuch dhyaan se sunti hai
aur phir room se bahar nikal kar
usi direction me chal padti hai.
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Raasta ubad-khabad tha.
Sookhi lakdiyaan,
pathar,
mitti.
Aur dheere dheere
wo ek aisi jagah pahuch jaati hai
jahan—
charo taraf sirf kabrein thi.
Kabristan.
Anushka ke kadam thithak jaate hain.
Uske haath kaanpne lagte hain.
Wo phone nikal kar dekhti hai—
abhi bhi no network.
Anushka awaaz lagati hai:
“Hello?
Koi hai?
Yeh kaisa mazaak hai?”
Uski awaaz
kabristan ke sannate me
wapis laut aati hai.
“Main meeting ke liye aayi thi,
aur ab mujhe
aapse koi interest nahi hai deal karne ka.
I’m going… bloody joker!”
Wo jaane ke liye mudti hai—
Tabhi peeche se awaaz aati hai:
“Anushka.”
Uska jism ek jhatke me sehem jaata hai.
Wo dheere dheere mudkar dekhti hai.
Aur saamne—
Jeevan.
Wahi Jeevan
jise wo uncle kehti thi.
Wahi Jeevan
jo uske papa ka sabse kareebi dost tha.
Anushka ki aankhein phail jaati hain.
“Himmat karke bolti hai—
Yeh kya mazaak hai, Jeevan uncle?
Koi is tarah ka prank karta hai kya?”
Jeevan chup rehta hai.
Anushka gusse aur shock me bol padti hai:
“Agar yeh sab aapne kiya hai
to yeh bahut shameful hai.
Main aapki complaint karungi.
Aur ab mujhe is meeting me
koi shauk nahi…
main ja rahi hoon.”
Wo jaane ke liye mudti hi hai—
Jeevan bolta hai,
awaaz bhari hui:
“Yeh meri beti ki kabr hai, Anushka.”
Anushka sihar jaati hai.
Wo palat kar uski taraf dekhti hai—
par kuch keh nahi paati.
Jeevan aage bolta hai:
“Sirf 17 saal ki thi…
meri Shubhangi.
Padhai me intelligent,
class me hamesha top.”
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FLASHBACK STARTS
Ek khoobsurat ladki—
Shubhangi.
Class me medal mil raha hai.
Swimming me first.
Singing me first.
Naachti hai to jaise morni.
CA banne ka sapna.
Har kaam me first.
Padosi ho ya relatives—
sabki madad karti.
Maa-baap ke liye
jaise poori duniya wahi thi.
Har taraf bas uska hi naam.
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Ek din—
Jeevan ghar aata hai.
Aangan me
Shubhangi ka dupatta pada hai.
Sofa par salwar.
Kameez kai jagah se fati hui.
Aur Shubhangi—
zameen par,
aankhein band.
Jeevan kaanp jaata hai.
Wo use uthakar
bhaagte hue hospital le jaata hai.
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Hospital Montage
Doctors koshish kar rahe hain.
Machines ki awaaz.
Bahaar Jeevan
aur Anushka ke papa khade hain.
Anushka ke papa
Jeevan ke kandhe par haath rakh kar
use himmat dete hain.
Kuch aadhe ghante baad
doctor bahar aata hai.
Udaas aankhon se
sir hila deta hai.
Jeevan wahi
toot kar chilla uthta hai.
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Montage
Shubhangi ka antim sanskar.
Sach saamne aata hai—
Shubhangi asal me
ek orphanage se god li hui thi.
Uska asli naam—
Waziha.
Jeevan ne use
usi ke asli maa-baap ki kabr ke paas
dafnaaya.
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Kuch din Jeevan sadme me rehta hai.
Phir dheere dheere
kaam par laut aata hai.
Aur phir—
security officer investigation ki report aati hai.
security officer Jeevan ko
ek locket deti hai.
“Death ka reason to aap jaante hi honge,
bas yeh locket
aapke ghar se mila hai.
Kya yeh kisi ka hai?”
Jeevan locket dekhta hai—
Uski aankhein phail jaati hain.
Wo pehchaan jaata hai.
Par security officer se jhooth bolta hai:
“Yeh mera hai…
kuch din pehle kho gaya tha.”
Evidence ki kami me
case band ho jaata hai.
Par Jeevan
samajh chuka hota hai—
kisne… aur kyun.
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TIME FLY – 2 SAAL BAAD
Anushka ke papa ko promotion milta hai.
Company ek car deti hai—
personal use ke liye.
Promotion wali raat
wo bahut zyada peete hain.
Jeevan bas unhe ghoorta rehta hai.
Wo unhe ghar chhodne nikalta hai—
usi car me.
Nashe me
Anushka ke papa
Shubhangi ko yaad karte ja rahe hote hain.
Uski baatein.
Uski intelligence.
Uska nature.
Aur phir—
wo has kar bol padte hain:
“Us din bhi
kitni khoobsurat lag rahi thi
hamari Rani… ufff.”
Wo zor se hans padte hain.
Jeevan ki aankhon me
aag bhadak uthti hai.
Uska shak
confirm ho jaata hai.
Jeevan gear daalta hai,
acceleration badhata hai—
Aur chalti car se
kood jaata hai.
Car seedha
truck se takraati hai.
Blast.
---
FLASHBACK ENDS
Anushka ka chehra safed pad chuka tha.
Aankhein laal,
geeli.
Saansen tez.
Gala sookh chuka tha.
Wo cheekh padti hai:
“NAHI!
Aisa nahi ho sakta!
Mere papa aisa nahi kar sakte!”
Jeevan chup rehta hai.
Wo apne aansu pochta hai
aur peeche se
ek chhoora nikaalta hai.
Anushka zameen par baith kar
phoot-phoot kar rone lagti hai.
Jeevan bolta hai:
“I’m sorry, Anushka…
par Shubhangi
meri zindagi thi.
Mujhe maaf kar dena.”
Wo chhoora upar uthata hai—
Tabhi
ek haath peeche se aakar
uska haath pakad leta hai.
Jeevan palat kar dekhta hai—
Anisha.
Aur uske saath—
Rahat.
Dono ek saath
Jeevan ko dhakka deti hain.
Chhoora chhin leti hain.
Jeevan door ja girta hai.
Anisha turant
Anushka ke paas baith kar
use sambhalti hai.
Rahat
Jeevan ke saamne
bilkul tayaar khadi hoti hai.
Jeevan uthta hai,
kapdon se mitti jhaadta hai
aur Anushka ko dekhta hai.
Rahat uske aur Anushka ke beech
deewar ban kar khadi hoti hai.
Jeevan bolta hai,
thandi, zehreeli awaaz me:
“Anushka…
aaj nahi to kal
main apni beti ka badla
zaroor lunga.”
Aur wo
kabristan ke andheron me
gaayab ho jaata hai.
Anushka, Anisha aur Rahat
khamoshi se
usse jaate hue dekhte rehte hain.
Yeh sirf sach ka khulasa nahi tha—
yeh tha ek khaufnaak pal jise anushka chah kar bhi kabhi bhoola nahi payegi.
**Agla Scene – Next Day
Arti & Nakul | Coffee Party**
Library ke time ke beech ka break.
Sheher ke ek cozy se café me
Arti aur Nakul
corner wali table par baithe hue the.
Table par
us area ki sabse best coffee
se bhari hui do cups.
Steam uth rahi thi,
aur dono ke chehron par
ek halka sa sukoon.
Arti pehle sip leti hai
aur aankhein band kar leti hai.
Arti (smile ke saath):
“Hmm… sach me best hai.”
Nakul (fake proud tone):
“Obviously. Main laaya hoon.
Tum kya samjhi ho?”
Arti hasti hai.
Thodi der ki khamoshi ke baad
Arti seedha sawal daag deti hai—
Arti:
“Waise… girlfriend hai tumhari?”
Nakul almost coffee thook deta hai.
Nakul:
“Direct attack?
Coffee party hai ya interrogation?”
Arti (teasing):
“Simple question hai.
Library me toh hamesha books ke saath hi dikhte ho.”
Nakul (dramatic sigh):
“Books loyal hoti hain, Arti.
Complaint nahi karti.”
Arti zor se hans padti hai.
Arti:
“Toh matlab… koi girlfriend nahi?”
Nakul:
“Matlab…
agar hoti toh tumse kyun chhupata?”
Arti (eyebrow raise):
“Hmm… suspicious.”
Nakul coffee ka sip leta hai
aur palat kar poochta hai—
Nakul:
“Ab meri baari.
Tum apne husband se
kitna pyaar karti ho?”
Arti bina soche bol deti hai—
Arti:
“Bahut.”
Phir thoda ruk kar—
“Par haan…
kabhi kabhi
unhe bhi
meri saas se zyada darr lagta hai.”
Nakul hans hans ke table pakad leta hai.
Nakul:
“Wow!
Matlab boss fight
abhi bhi pending hai?”
Arti (acting serious):
“Boss fight nahi,
daily survival challenge.”
Nakul uski taraf dekh kar kehta hai—
Nakul:
“Waise sach bolun?
Tumhari saas ka naam sunte hi
tumhara face change ho jaata hai.”
Arti:
“Change nahi hota,
automatic ‘defence mode’ on ho jaata hai.”
Dono zor se hans padte hain.
Nakul thoda sa lean karta hai.
Nakul:
“Lekin ek baat hai…
tum bahut strong ho, Arti.
Jaisa tum dikhati ho na…
waisi ho nahi.”
Arti ek second ke liye chup ho jaati hai,
phir halki smile ke saath bolti hai—
Arti:
“Shayad isi liye
zindagi mujhe strong banati ja rahi hai.”
Nakul cup uthata hai.
Nakul:
“Toh phir…
strong dost ke naam ek toast?”
Arti apna cup uthati hai.
Arti:
“Dost.”
Dono cups gently takrate hain.
Coffee thandi ho rahi thi,
par baat-cheet me
ek nayi warmth aa chuki thi.
Ab yeh rishta sirf librarian aur visitor ka nahi raha—
yeh dosti ban chuki thi.
Scene: Anushka ka Ghar — Shaam ka waqt
Living room me halki si roshni thi. Curtains aadhe khule hue, bahar shaam ka aasman dheere dheere andhera odh raha tha.
Anushka sofa ke kone me baithi thi — phone haath me, par screen par kuch dekh nahi rahi thi. Aankhein thaki hui, chehra chup.
Darwaze par bell bajti hai.
Anushka jaakar darwaza kholti hai…
Rahat, Arti, Ishani, Anisha — sab ek saath.
Rahat (dramatic tone):
“Madam Anushka ji… BEHEN_CODE ki emergency attendance lagane aaye hain.”
Anushka halki si muskurati hai, par aankhon tak baat nahi pahunchti.
Sab andar aa jaati hain.
---
Cheer-up Attempts (Light Moments)
Sab sofa aur carpet par baith jaati hain.
Arti (casual banne ki koshish):
“Waise Anushka, tum tension me ho na… meri saas tumse mil leti na, saari tension bhool jaati.
Kal hi boli— ‘Namak zyada tha’… jabki namak dala hi nahi tha.”
Sab hans padti hain.
Rahat:
“Tumhari saas phir bhi ghar ki hai Arti…
Mere radio station pe toh roz free ka roast hota hai.
RJ bolta hai— ‘Rahat, mic on hai ya tumhara mood off?’”
Ishani (sharmate hue):
“Waise meri life thodi sorted lag rahi hai…
Robin ke saath sunset dekha… life me pehli baar kisi ne kaha— ‘Tum bas khamosh raho, main baat kar lunga.’”
Anisha (teasing smile):
“Sunset? Cute.
Main toh Kabeer ke room me thi… date pe.
Bandage change ho rahi thi, main nurse ban gayi.”
Sab fir hans deti hain.
Anushka bhi muskurati hai…
par bas ek pal ke liye.
---
Silence — Mood Shift
Rahat Anushka ko gaur se dekhti hai.
Rahat (soft):
“Bas hassi ka quota ho gaya…
Ab sach bolo Anushka.
Tum yahan ho, par ho nahi.”
Kamre me shanti.
---
Emotional Sharing Begins
Ishani (gehri saans lekar):
“Mujhe pata hai chup rehna kaisa hota hai…
Jab ghar me roz maa-baap ladte ho na,
toh bachcha sirf deewar ban jata hai.
Divorce ke baad mujhe laga — shayad galti meri thi.”
Anushka dhyaan se sunti hai.
Rahat:
“Mere walid…
Zindagi bhar lagta raha main unke liye bojh hoon.
Ab jab wo pyaar se baat karte hain,
toh darr lagta hai — kahin yeh bhi temporary na ho.”
Arti:
“Mujhe sab perfect lagta hai logon ko…
par har din khud ko prove karna padta hai —
biwi hoon, bahu hoon, par pehle ek insaan hoon.”
Anushka ki aankhon me nami aa jaati hai.
---
Anisha ka Sach (Heaviest Moment)
Anisha apna chashma theek karti hai. Awaaz thodi kampti hai.
Anisha:
“Meri ek cousin behen hai…
PTI hai, local college me.
Ek ladke ne pyaar ka drama kiya…
phir uske sath sex and all that and. Fir chhod diya…
aur baad me kisi aur se shaadi kar li.”
Sab chup.
Anisha (aankhein bhar aati hain):
“Ab wo depression me hai.
Khud ko dosh deti hai.
Aur main… bas dekh rahi hoon.
Kuch kar nahi pa rahi.”
Silence heavy ho jaata hai.
---
Anushka ka Breakdown & Confession
Anushka dheere se Anisha ki taraf dekhti hai.
Anushka (bhari awaaz):
“Shayad aajkal…
kisi par bharosa hi nahi kiya ja sakta.”
Wo uth kar khadi hoti hai.
Khidki ke paas jaakar rukti hai.
Anushka (toot-te hue):
“Mere papa…
meri duniya the.
Aur ab… mujhe nahi pata main kis sach ke saath jee rahi hoon.”
Wo palat kar sabko dekhti hai — aankhon se aansu beh rahe hain.
Anushka:
“Main strong banne ki koshish karti rahi…
par sach yeh hai —
main dar gayi hoon.
Isliye gatherings se door rahi.”
Rahat aage badhkar uska haath pakad leti hai.
Arti aur Ishani bhi paas aa jaati hain.
---
Hope & Mission Spark
Anushka achanak Anisha ki baat yaad karke seedhi khadi hoti hai.
Anushka aansu ponchhti hai.
Awaaz firm ho jaati hai.
Anushka:
“Phir decide ho gaya.
Next mission — tumhari behen ki zindagi wapas khadi karna.
Jo uske saath hua… uska hisaab hoga.”
Sab ek-dusre ko dekhti hain.
Anushka (aankhon me naya josh):
“Tumhari behen…
abhi kahan hai or uska naam kya hai"
Anisha:
“Ghar par.
Naam… Nikhat Siddiqui.”
BEHEN_CODE will return in
ARJUN vs ZAHEER UNIVERSE
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