[Greenwood]

Update 55

Halftime — Inside the Locker Room

Location: Jodhpur Stadium – 7:00 PM

Background: Coach giving instructions. Players catching their breath. Water bottles. Faint echo of crowd outside. But for Arjun — it’s all tuned out.

[Camera stays close on Arjun’s face — sweaty, eyes unfocused, breathing deep.]

Arjun (inner monologue begins)

Aaj sab kuch yaad aa raha hai…

Wo din jab main practice ke baad bench pe akele baitha rehta tha…

Apni team me jagah banane ke liye kitni baar rotate kiya gaya…

Nikhat ke drills… Taz ka silent confidence…

Zaheer ka cold stare…

Aur… Ammu.

Mere har goal ke peechhe Ammu thi.

[He slowly removes one glove, flexes his fingers, gaze lowers to the floor.]

Mujhe yaad hai… wo ek pal jab main haar maan gaya tha.

Jab laga tha ki bas… sab chhoot gaya.

Par usne ek baar aankhon me dekha tha… aur saaf keh diya tha…

“Don’t give up, Arjun.”

[Flash-cut: Ammu’s black shrug selfie from last night — flickers in his memory. A faint smile breaks through the tension.]

Tu pagal hai Arjun.

Usne tujhe maaf kiya.

Tujhe haarte hue wo phir nahi dekhna chahti.

Yeh match… sirf trophy ke liye nahi hai.

Yeh us pal ke liye hai jab wo mujhe apna kahegi.

Jab main uske liye enough ban jaunga.

Main yeh jeet uske haath me rakhna chahta hoon…

Usi shrugg ke andar… apna naam likhwaana chahta hoon.

[He grabs the towel, wipes his face. Gets up. Looks into the mirror.]

No pressure.

No fear.

Arjun Singh… this is your damn night.

[Coach calls out — "Last 5 minutes, boys! Focus!"]

[Arjun turns, nods to the team, then walks toward the tunnel with fire in his eyes.]

Final Match – Second Half Begins

Time: 7:30 PM

Location: Stadium, Jodhpur – Live Telecast at Zaheer’s House

[Commentary fades in over visuals of the packed stadium, night lights blazing, chants rising from the stands. The camera sweeps past excited spectators, banners waving. It cuts to the scoreboard: 1–1. Second half begins.]

Commentator 1

The second half is underway, folks, and it’s razor-tight. Both teams have shown nerves of steel!

Commentator 2

But eyes will remain on number 10 — Arjun Singh — who's had an electric first half. Can he finish what he started?

[Cut to: Zaheer’s house – living room]

Shanu, Ammu, and Azhar sit on the floor cushions. The room is tense. Ammu is holding a cup but hasn’t sipped in minutes. Zaheer stands behind the sofa, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the projector screen.

Commentator

Singh moves forward… slicing through midfield… HE’S GOING FOR IT—OH!

[Stadium – Slo-mo]

Arjun is tackled from the left as he takes the shot. His leg gets swept awkwardly — his body hits the ground with a thud. The ball rolls past the post.

[Crowd gasps. Whistle blows. Arjun winces, holding his thigh. The medic rushes toward him.]

[Cut to: Zaheer’s house]

Ammu (sharp inhale, cup clinks against saucer)

Shanu, usse kuch hua kya?

Shanu (staring at the screen, panic creeping in)

Arjun… uth kyun nahi raha?

Zaheer (stern, but voice low)

Kya yeh zaroori tha us waqt pe us move ke liye?

Azhar (serious tone)

Yeh ladka apna limit nahi jaanta…

[Stadium]

Arjun waves off the medic, nodding to his coach. Breath heavy. He stands. Limping slightly but signalling that he’ll continue.

[Camera zooms on his determined expression — blood on the corner of his sock, but eyes fierce.]

Commentator

Ladies and gentlemen… he’s staying on the pitch! Arjun Singh refuses to go down!

[Zaheer’s house – mixed reactions]

Shanu (softly, clutching her dupatta)

Pagal hai ye…

Ammu (voice almost a whisper)

Bas… ek baar aankh mila le mujhse, Arjun…

[Match continues. Enter: Taz.]

Commentator

And there comes number 11, Taz! Silent all evening, but look at that footwork—he’s weaving through!

[Fast-cut edit: Taz dodges one, fakes another, and slams the ball into the goal.]

GOAAAAAL!!

Commentator

What. A. Goal! Taz has just tilted the scale!

[Cheers erupt. Arjun raises both arms from midfield and smiles at him like a proud older brother.]

[Another few minutes pass – Taz scores again after a brilliant counter.]

Commentator

Two goals in ten minutes from Taz, and this stadium is shaking! But don't forget — the spine behind this play is still number 10, holding the centre, calling the moves.

[Zaheer’s house – celebration breaks out. Azhar finally smiles and claps. Shanu jumps with joy.]

Shanu

Taz!! Chal ve!!

Zaheer (controlled pride)

Yehi chahta tha main… dono milke jeete.

[Only Ammu stays still.]

Her eyes stay fixed on Arjun — still playing, limping slightly, every movement soaked in pain and resolve.

Ammu (softly, to herself)

Kya jeetne ke liye hamesha tutna zaroori hota hai, Arjun?

Match ke last 5 minute

Score: 3–1

Taz ke 2 goal ke baad stadium garam ho chuka hai. Har pass, har move par crowd cheekh raha hai. Arjun ab bhi ground par hai, thoda limp karta hua, lekin aankhon me wohi intensity.

Commentator

Yeh match Arjun ke liye personal lag raha hai… aur Taz ne bhi dikhaya hai ki woh sirf shadow nahi hai… star hai!

Cut to: Zaheer ka ghar

Sab ka mood ab light hai, lekin ek Ammu hi hai jo ab tak chup hai. Uski aankhen screen se chipki hui hain. Arjun ka har kadam, har move jaise uske dil se juda ho.

Shanu (laugh )

Taz ne to aag laga di bhai! Iss baar trophy apni!

Zaheer (smiling)

Team effort tha... Arjun ke bina koi rhythm nahi aata.

Azhar (head nod karta hai)

True captain. Par lagta hai chot zyada hai…

Usi waqt screen pe Arjun ek fast counter ke dauraan dusri team ke player se takra jaata hai, lekin girta nahi.

Commentator

He’s still standing! Singh refuses to fall!

Ammu ka dil ek baar phir se sunk karta hai. Uski ungliyaan tightly cup pakad leti hain.

Ammu (slowly, almost whispering)

Bas ho gaya ab… ab ruk ja Arjun…

Whistle bajta hai.

Commentator

And that’s it! Final whistle! It’s over! The team from Rajasthan has won the championship!!

Zaheer ke ghar me cheer phat jath hai. Shanu uchhal ke Ammu ko hug karti hai.

Shanu

Jeet gaye! Jeet gaye humlog!!

Ammu halki si muskaan ke saath sabko dekh rahi hoti hai, lekin uska nazar ab bhi screen par hai… jaha Arjun ground par baitha hua hai, towel se paseena pochhta hua. Uske pair ka bandage dikh raha hota hai.

Camera Arjun ke face par zoom karta hai — thakawat, pain, aur ek sukoon ki halki si muskaan.

Ammu (dil me)

Tu jeet gaya Arjun… ab bas ek baar mujhe dekh le…

Arjun ki aankhen jaise camera ke us paar kisi ek chehre ko dhoondhti ho. Aur screen pe uska ek faint smile.

Scene fades out.

Late evening — Zaheer ka ghar

Living room ka mahaul ekdum festive hai. TV full volume pe chal raha hai. Coffee table aur sofa ke aaspaas pizza boxes khule padhe hain, garlic bread ke wrappers, burger wrappers, ek side pe pasta ki tray aur ek bowl me hakka noodles. Sabka mood full celebration mode me hai.

Azhar (kitchen se dawai lete hue)

Main chala sone… bacho ne kamaal kar diya… khush ho jao tum log. Kal subah jaldi uthna sab ne

Shanu (teasing)

Ji uncle... lekin abhi to night shift hai match dekhne ki.

Azhar (smiling)

Main TV band nahi kar raha… tumlog chill karo.

Azhar chala jaata hai room se bahar. TV pe award ceremony shuru ho gayi hoti hai. Background me anthem baj raha hota hai.

Commentator

And now, for the most awaited moment... The Man of the Tournament goes to... Arjun Singh!

Sab ke muh se ek saath nikalta hai — "Yayyy!"

Shanu

Arre wahhh Arjun!!

Ammu (smiling, aankhon me chamak ke saath)

Mujhe pata tha…

TV pe Arjun stage par aata hai, uska left ankle abhi bhi thoda bandaged hai. Lekin chal raha hai… confident. Trophy lene ke baad mic pakadta hai.

Arjun (Live Interview, mic pe)

Honestly… ye tournament mere liye sirf game nahi tha. Ye ek promise tha… khud se… ek wajah se.

(halka pause)

Team ke bina kuch nahi ho sakta, especially mere younger brother jaise Taz ne…

(taali bajti hai background me)

…sabki bolti band kar di. Aur main bas khush hoon ki hum sab kuch lekar jaa rahe hain — trophy, yaadein, aur himmat.

Sab clap karte hai. Camera cut karta hai Taz ke taraf jise announce kiya ja raha hai Man of the Match ke roop me.

Commentator

And the Man of the Match… for his two outstanding goals… Taz!

Zaheer (grinning with pride)

Yeh banda ab kisi ke shadow me nahi hai.

Shanu ek pasta ka bite lete hue Ammu ke side me ghutna se touch karti hai, teasing tone me

Shanu

Waise tumhare Arjun ne bhi spotlight chhodna nahi seekha.

Ammu (shy smile ke saath)

Shut up, Shanu…

Camera slow zoom karta hai TV screen pe jaha Arjun trophy leke sab ke taraf wave kar raha hota hai. Aankhon me halka sa exhaustion, lekin chehra proud aur peaceful. Jaise uske sab sawalon ka jawab mil gaya ho.

Background me TV anchor bolta hai —

And for the Golden Boot… 10 goals in the tournament… unmatched, unbroken… Arjun Singh!

Sab fir se clap karte hai. Ammu ka haath apne plate se slide ho jaata hai, aankhon me ek alag sa softness. Uske dil me sirf ek line ghoom rahi hoti hai —

Tu har jagah jeet raha hai Arjun… ab meri taraf kab dekhega?

Scene fade out.

Scene cut to: Late night – Zaheer’s house

Ghar me ab almost har kona khamosh ho chuka hai. Living room me lights off ho chuki hain, sirf kitchen ke paas wali ek dim si light chal rahi hai.

Shanu already apne ghar ja chuki hai. Asma bed pe blanket me so chuki hai. Zaheer bhi apne kamre ka door band kar chuka hai.

Lekin… Ammu abhi bhi jagi hui hai.

Woh balcony ke paas sofa ke ek kone pe lipti hui baithi hoti hai. Uske haathon me ek garam cup hai, chai khatam ho chuki hai lekin woh cup ab bhi uske haath me hai. Aankhon me neend nahi, bass ek alag si tadap. Woh har dus second me apna phone check karti hai… screen on, screen off… phir ek lambi thandi saans.

Jaise woh kisi ka message ya call ka intezar kar rahi ho.

Peeche wall clock 12:45 dikhata hai.

Ammu (apne aap se)

Final to khatam ho gaya… trophy bhi mil gayi… par ek message bhi nahi…

Cut to: Team Bus – On the way to hotel

Bus ke andar mahaul puri tarah se high-energy hai. Loud music, victory chants, sab ek dusre ke shoulders thap thapate hue. Arjun window seat pe baitha hota hai trophy uski lap me rakhi hoti hai.

Taz, aur team ke aur players pizza boxes khol ke maza le rahe hote hain. Kisi ne Arjun ke kandhe pe tap karte hue kaha —

“Bhai, ab to tu official legend ban gaya!”

Lekin Arjun… halka sa smile karta hai… lekin uski aankhon me kuch aur chal raha hota hai.

Woh apna phone nikalta hai… unlock karta hai…

Screen pe Ammu ka chat khula hota hai.

Uska sent message – “Did you watch?”

No reply yet.

Arjun (andar hi andar)

Mujhe jitne ki khushi hai… lekin usse share karne ka moka chhuta toh… jeet adhoori lagti hai.

Bus ke andar celebration chal raha hai… lekin Arjun apna phone pakad ke window ke bahar dekhne lagta hai. Uski aankhon me ek naam ghoom raha hota hai — Ammu.

[b][b][b]Scene soft fade — split screen me ek taraf Arjun ka thoughtful face aur dusri taraf Ammu ka intezaar karta hua chehra.[/b][/b][/b]

[Greenwood]

Update 56

Hotel – Arjun’s room, late night

Team bus hotel pahuchti hai. Sab players uth kar apna-apna bag leke lobby me chale jate hain. Arjun thoda piche reh jata hai, ek kone me khada ho kar phone nikalta hai.

Uski aankhon me thakan bhi hai aur ek bechaini bhi. Jaise kuch baat adhoori reh gayi ho.

Woh call lagata hai — screen pe naam blink karta hai: Ammu

Ek ring… do ring… teesri me hi uth jata hai.

Ammu ka voice slightly stern, par usi me chhupi hui warmth

Ammu

Arjun, tujhe ek message bhejna bhi nahi aata? Ek call bhi nahi kar sakta tha?

Arjun (softly hansi se)

Final ke baad press… fir team huddle… fir awards… us sab me…

Ammu (cut karte hue)

Haan haan… tu toh star hai. Pura Rajasthan tujhe dekh raha tha.

Arjun (aur soft)

Tu dekh rahi thi?

Ammu (thoda ruki… fir dheere se)

Haan. Har moment… tu jab gira tha… tab bhi…

Mubarak ho… Man of the tournament. Golden boot bhi… wah!

Arjun (voice me halka sa sukoon)

Thanks… teri dua thi.

Ammu

Ab tu zyada ud mat jana… superstar. Zyada proud ho gaya toh next match me cheerleader banake khada kar dungi tujhe sideline pe.

Arjun (laughs)

Bas tu khud cheer karne aa jana. Aur kuch nahi chahiye.

Tabhi Arjun ke kamre ka door knock hota hai. Coach ki awaaz aati hai:

Coach

Arjun! Team dinner downstairs. Celebration start ho gaya hai.

Arjun (door ki taraf dekhte hue)

Ammu… mujhe ab nikalna padega. Coach bula raha hai… thoda celebration hai. Tu so ja, bahut late ho gaya hai.

Ammu

Ruk… ek second.

Arjun

Haan?

Ammu

Arjun…

Arjun

Hmmm?

Ammu

Ummmmmm…

(phone pe ek halka sa kiss sound hota hai)

Arjun ki aankhon me ek ajeeb si sharam bhari muskurahat aa jati hai. Woh kuch nahi bolta… bass muskurata hai aur phone ka screen dheere se blank ho jata hai.

Scene end with soft background score

Ammu apne takiye par muskurate hue phone side rakhti hai…

Arjun door ke paas khada hota hai, ek lamha khud ke saath bitake… phir dinner ki taraf nikalta hai — ab uska chehra relaxed tha… jaise uski trophy ka asli reward abhi abhi mila ho.

Celebration Dinner – Hotel Banquet Hall, 11:45 PM

Bade se banquet hall me fairy lights jagmag kar rahi thi. Soft music baj raha tha… buffet table par pasta, pizza, desserts, mocktails sab kuch ready tha. Players apni jerseys utar ke casuals me aa chuke the — laughter, cheers aur photos ka mahaul tha.

Taz corner me ek group ke saath khada tha, sab use tease kar rahe the uske Man of the Match award ko leke.

Vikram

Taz Tu toh aaj Arjun ka bhi baap nikla… 2 goal back to back… wo bhi uske girne ke baad!

Taz (grinning)

Apna toh style hi alag hai bhai… jab tak todega nahi tab tak chhodega nahi

Table ke dusre side pe – Arjun

Arjun thoda late aata hai dinner me. Thakavat uski aankhon me thi, lekin chehre pe wo after-glow tha… jo sirf usi ko hota hai jise kuch precious mil gaya ho.

Team members usse ghusne nahi dete without teasing:

Rahul (Goalkeeper)

Yeh lo… Mr. Golden Boot aaye hain! Zara trophy ko autograph de do… ghar me rakhenge.

Taz aata hai uske paas

Taz

Bhai… tujhe girte hue dekh ke ek second ke liye laga tu nahi uthega. Par tu to… pagal hai. Poora 90 minute khel gaya banda. Respect.

Arjun (shoulder pe haath rakhta hai Taz ka)

Tere jaise striker team me ho toh banda gir ke bhi jeet jaata hai.

Coach unki table pe aata hai, ek wine glass me mocktail leke, sab ko toast karta hai.

Coach

You boys… did something magical. Especially you two — Arjun and Taz.

This isn’t just a trophy. This is the beginning of something bigger.

Sab cheers karte hain… glass clink hote hain… laughter goonjta hai.

Table ke ek corner pe Arjun quietly apne phone ki screen dekhta hai

Wahi selfie… jo Ammu ne bheji thi kal raat… ek pal ke liye uski muskaan deep ho jati hai… fir woh glass uthata hai aur soft murmur karta hai…

Arjun (for himself)

Cheers, Ammu…

Scene dissolves into slow motion montage

Taz pizza ka slice leke dance kar raha hota hai

Arjun team ke saath photo le raha hota hai

Coach sabko mocktail cheers kar raha hota hai

Background me trophy table light ke under chamak rahi hoti hai

Scene ends on a frame of Arjun, looking happy, surrounded by team... but aankhon me ek softness... kisi ek ki yaad leke.

Next Morning – Ammu aur Shanu ke ghar

(Shaam ko team aani thi. Subah se hi dono excited thi… lekin ab dopahar tak poora vibe wedding day jaisa ho gaya tha.)

Ammu’s room – 12 PM

Mirror ke saamne Ammu apne bal set kar rahi thi. White suit aur uske matching hoops. Light kajal aur lip tint lagake wo ek final baar mirror me dekhti hai.

Tabhi door khulta hai aur Shanu, ek haath me straightener aur dusre me eyeliner leke ghusti hai.

Shanu

Ammu

Mujhe thoda space de… liner lagane hai. Tu to ready ho gayi, na?

Ammu

(brush rakh ke thoda side hoti hai)

Main ready hoon… tu late hai. Waise bhi tujhe straightener se kya matlab…

Shanu (embarassing)

… chal jaldi kar, collage gate tak jana hai. Warna bus pahuch gayi to... cheer ke beech tu makeup stream karna padega!

Scene Cut To – College Gate, 3:30 PM

Collage ke main gate ke aas-paas full crowd tha. Student council ne posters, confetti shooters aur speakers lagaye hue the. DJ table se We Are The Champions baja raha tha.

Suddenly – Bus ki horn bajti hai

Saare students ekdam se activate ho jaate hai — clapping, hooting, aur loud cheer.

Bus dheere dheere gate se andar enter karti hai — blue color ke college logo wali team bus.

Rangon ke gulal hawa me udte hain

Patakhe chhoot rahe hote hai dono side se

Ladkiyan phool barsa rahi hoti hai bus ke upar

DJ ka beat aur cheer milke poora mahal vibrating kar raha hota hai

Close-up: Ammu aur Shanu

Ammu aankhon pe haath rakhe bus ki taraf dekh rahi thi… jaise bas ek jhalak chahiye ho uski.

Shanu (softly)

Aa gaye tumhare khiladi…

Bus ke gate pe curtain uthta hai… aur ek ek player utarne lagta hai — sab se pehle Taz, fir Vikram… aur sabse end me, Arjun.

Uske haath me trophy thi… lekin aankhen… Sirf ek direction me jaa rahi thi.

Crowd chanting

Arjun! Arjun! Arjun!

Taz! Taz! Taz!

Champions! Champions!

College Campus – Celebration Chaos

(Loud music. Camera flashes. Student council ke ladke-ladkiyan dhol bajate hue team ko welcome kar rahe hote hai.)Bus ke darwaze se jaise hi Arjun ne kadam rakha...

Uska ek haath trophy pe tha, lekin aankhen...

Ammu ko dhoond rahi thi.

Peeche se confetti udti hai, aur uske team-mates pe haath padte hai—

Victory ki vibe har taraf chhayi thi.

Zoom-In

Ammu crowd ke thoda peechhe, Shanu ke saath khadi thi.

Uske aankhon me ek ajeeb si roshni thi…

Pride, pyaar, aur ek chhupi si halki si hesitation.

Arjun

(andar hi andar, aankhon me)

Woh yahin kahin hai… I can feel her.

Ammu

(soft murmur)

Mujhe hi dekh raha hai…

Ek second ke liye dono ki nazar milti hai.Bheed ke parlay ek aankhon ka handshake.Wo aankhen—na muskurati hai na jhukti hai.

Bas... ek dusre ko mehsoos karti hai.

Lekin usse pehle ki Arjun ek kadam uski taraf badhata…

Taz (team-mate)

Bhaaiii! Tu kya kar raha hai! Aaja yaar!

Aur agle hi second me 4-5 excited juniors Arjun ko crowd se kheench lete hai.

Arjun

(mild resist karte hue)

Arey… main—

Lekin tab tak dusre players ne use trophy ke saath kandhe pe utha liya tha.

Phir kya—Champion! Champion! ke chant ke beech

Usse auditorium ki taraf march kar diya gaya.

Ammu – Slow Motion Reaction

Wo bas wahi ki wahi khadi reh gayi...

Nazrein follow karti rahi Arjun ko…

Par Arjun ka pichla glance usse mil chuka tha.

Shanu (shoulder se lightly thokte hue)

Dekha? Ab to star ban gaya hai tera Arjun…

Ammu (smiling slightly, eyes still fixed)

Haan… lekin wo mujhe dekh raha tha.

Scene: College Auditorium – Few Moments Later

Crowd auditorium ke andar chillaate hue ghusta hai, stage lights on hoti hain, aur entire team ko front stage tak le jaya jaa raha hai.

Stage par Arjun trophy lekar sab ke beech khada tha—

Lekin uski aankhon me ab bhi auditorium ke darwaze ki direction thi…

Jahan se Ammu dikh sakti thi.

College Auditorium – Stage Lights On

(Speakers se mic ki awaaz goonjti hai. Principal, faculty, aur Student Council sab front rows me baithe hai. Auditorium pura bhara hua hai.)

Stage par jaise hi team khadi hoti hai, loud music band ho jata hai.

Sambhal sambhal ke sab players trophy ke saath line me khade ho jate hai.

Taz center me khada hai, uske ek taraf Arjun…

Arjun ke haath me Man of the Tournament ka sash pehnaaya ja chuka hai.

Anchor (excitedly)

Please give a thundering round of applause for our heroes!

Jinhone sirf trophy nahi, humare dil bhi jeet liye!

Crowd phat padta hai – taaliyan, seetiyan, mobile flashlights, ek dam concert vibes.

Zoom-in: Arjun ka POV

Stage ki roshni aankhon pe pad rahi hai, lekin uska dimaag auditorium ke peeche ke darwazon tak chala gaya hai.

Ek ek karke wo aankhen scan karta hai…

Middle row… balcony... right-wing…

Lekin Ammu dikh nahi rahi.

Dil ke kisi kone me halka sa disturbance…

Us din ki selfie yaad aati hai.

Wo shrugg, wo soft ummm, wo raat ka call...

Arjun (andar hi andar)

Kahan ho tum... aaj ke din to sabse pehle tujhe dekhna tha...

Tabhi ek loud voice mic par goonjta hai.

Principal (smiling proudly)

This is not just a sports win, this is a moment of legacy.

And the boy who led this legacy…

Give it up for Arjun singh, our Golden Boot winner with 10 smashing goals!

Crowd erupts

ARJUN! ARJUN! ARJUN!

Confetti burst hoti hai. Spotlight Arjun par fix.

Wo forced smile ke saath aage badhta hai. Trophy upar uthata hai.

Ek photo ke liye pose karta hai.

Taz peeth thapthapata hai uski.

Lekin uske aankhon ka focus... ab bhi auditorium ke ek kone me tha.

Aur tabhi—ek second ke liye—

Darwaze ke paas se hatti hui crowd ke beech

Ammu ki jhalak milti hai.

White kurti, soft kajal eyes…

Halki si muskuraahat… aankhen bas Arjun pe tikki hui.

Arjun (andar se)

Mil gayi.

Uske lips halki si curve hote hai…

Photo click hone ke samay bas ek choti si smile…

Taz (teasing whisper)

Bhaai... ab to award le liya, wo bhi le le zara seene se…

Arjun

(half-smile, aankhon se Ammu ki taraf dekhte hue)

Already le chuka hoon…

Auditorium ke bahar – Shaam ki soft dhoop

Gate ke bahar students ka group ek dam mehfil bana chuka tha. Patakhe ki khushboo abhi bhi hawa me thi.

College ke lawns pe sab log team ke saath selfies le rahe the, kisi ka phone ghoom raha tha, to koi Taz ka autograph le raha tha.

Shanu ek kone me khadi thi, camera ready rakhe, kyunki usse lag raha tha kuch hone wala hai...

Ammu auditorium se bahar aayi. Thoda crowd se alag, thoda thehra hua chehra.

Halki halki thakaan thi, lekin aankhon me wo chamak – jaise kisi cheez ka intezaar ab poora hua ho.

Usne nazar uthai… aur usi waqt Arjun samne aa gaya.

Bheed me sab dheere dheere dhundhla sa ho gaya.

Sirf wo do log.

Ek dusre ke bilkul samne.

Bech me bas ek haath bhar ki doori.

Arjun aankhon se uska haal puchhta raha, bina kuch bole.

Ammu thoda sa neck tilt karke, aankhen churaane ki koshish karti hai.

Phir Arjun ne halki si awaaz me kaha…

Arjun

Aayi thi?

Ammu

Abhi to stage se hi ghoor ke dekh raha tha... tu hi bata.

Arjun

Crowd mein kho gayi thi tu…

Ammu

Aur tu to stage pe tha... fir bhi mujhe dhoondh raha tha?

Arjun ne ek second ke liye aankh jhuki, fir muskara ke dekha.

Arjun

Aaj jitne se zyada zaroori tha... tujhe dekhna.

Ammu ki saans thodi tez hui. Usne palak jhapkaayi.

Fir dheere se pallu ko ungliyon me lapet ke bola…

Ammu

Bohot chot lagi thi?

Arjun

Jyada nahi… tera naam yaad tha... isiliye khelta raha.

Ammu ne aankhen bhar aayi si roki…

Fir usne zyada emotional hone se pehle usi purani masti wali tone me kaha…

Ammu

Aur kitni lines rehearse karke aaya hai final ke liye?

Arjun (halki hansi ke sath)

Bas tu hansi to… match jeet gaya, dil bhi jeet gaya.

Background me Shanu ki awaaz

Ammuuuuuuuu! Jaldi chal, Taz photo ke liye bula raha hai!

Ammu ne ek baar Arjun ki aankhon me dekha.

Phir jaane se pehle thoda jhuk ke dheere se bola…

Ammu

Proud of you, Arjun.

Aur phir nikal gayi…

Arjun (andar se)

Tere ek lafz se... pura tournament worth lagta hai.

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Update 57

Arjun ke ghar ka angan, puri gali ka jashn

Poore mohalle mein ek hi baat chal rahi thi –

Arjun ne college team ko tournament jeetaya!

Golden boot bhi mila!

Man of the tournament bhi!

Aur sabse badi baat – poore area ka naam roshan kiya!

Ghar ke bahar rangoli bani thi. Gate pe "Congratulations Arjun!" ka handmade banner latka hua tha.

Dhoop me chamakta hua welcome decoration… aur har thodi der me koi na koi mehmaan aa jata, ladoo aur halwa le kar.

Sofe par:

Pratap ek dam chest proud karke, ek-ek ko sambhal ke thank you keh rahe the.

Madhu sabke liye paani aur chai bhejne me busy thi, lekin chehra pura khil raha tha.

Unke saath Azhar bhi baithe the – unka haath bandha tha (dawai lene ki wajah se), lekin expression me pure fauj ka fakhar tha.

Beech me Arjun baitha tha – ek white kurta aur blue jeans me, thoda thaka hua lekin poora hero lag raha tha.

Peeche se:

Shanu ek tray me mithai leke sabko offer kar rahi thi, aur beech beech me kisi aunty ke comments pe chhupke hans bhi padti.

Ammu thodi door se sab kuch observe kar rahi thi… ek aise nazar se jisme kisi ka fख्र proud bhi tha, apnapan bhi

Aur Asma, apni usual calm expression ke sath sab guests ka welcome kar rahi thi.

Padosan Aunty (Pallu sambhalte hue)

Madhu ji, itna badha kaam kiya aapke bete ne… hum sabko aap logon pe fakhar hai!

Madhu (halki si muskaan ke sath)

Sab aap logon ke duaon ka asar hai… aur isne mehnat bhi bohot ki.

Ek uncle (Pratap se)

Pratap bhai, yeh to seedha national team me jaana chahiye!

Pratap (fakh se)

Usi ki taiyaari hai ab… college ka stage chhota pad raha hai iske liye.

Arjun thoda sharma jaata hai… aur peeche murke Shanu ko aankhon se kuch signal deta hai.

Shanu hansi rok ke chaay ki tray aage kar deti hai, jaise keh rahi ho – ab bhag mat, abhi aur log baaki hai!

Ammu ki nazar us par tik jaati hai…

Wo is bheed bhare moment me bhi Arjun ke chehre ki thakaan, uski aankhon ki gehrayi, sab dekh pa rahi thi.

Background me:

Bachche Arjun ke saath photo le rahe hote hain, koi autograph le raha hota hai, aur ek speaker me cricket ka anthem chal raha hota hai jo Arjun ke naam se joda gaya hai.

Azhar (Madhu se halki awaaz me)

Is baar to humare bachche chhaa gaye… chhota Arjun aur Taz dono.

Madhu

Haan… aur sabse badi baat yeh hai ki sab milke jeete… sirf khel nahi, dil bhi.

Scene thoda zoom out hota hai, camera ghar ke bahar tak le jata hai…

Mohalle wale gate ke bahar bhi khade ho kar Arjun ke naam ki taali baja rahe hote hain.

Cut to – Ammu ka chehra… wo Arjun ki taraf dekhti hai.

Aur uske aankhon me ek shabd ubharte hain…

Yeh ladka mera hai.

[b]Midnight – Zaheer ki chhat[/b]

Hawa thodi thandi thi, asmaan me kuch taare the… aur chhat ke ek kone me ek parchaayi halke kadam se chalti hui dikh rahi thi.

Iron railing ke paas khada Arjun, haath pocket me, aankhon me wahi usual adaa —

jaise kisi ko dhoondh raha ho, lekin shikayat bhi saath laaya ho.

Thodi der baad uske peechhe se soft footsteps aate hain…

Ammu, usi simple night kurti me, baalon ko clip se bandh rakha tha.

Uske chehre par ek halki muskaan… jaise usse pata tha ki Arjun aayega.

Arjun (bina uski taraf dekhe)

Sab aaye the… aunty, uncle, Mohini aunty ke dono ladke, woh chashmish padosi, uska cat wala nephew bhi…

Bas ek nahi aaya.

Ammu (jaanti thi kiski baat ho rahi hai)

Wo thoda busy tha… actually kal se uska kuch official kaam hai. Usne bola bhi tha ki...

Arjun (ghuma ke uski taraf dekhte hue)

Tu na bas excuse banana seekh gayi hai uske liye…

Ek taraf tera bhai, doosri taraf tera… main.

Kabhi kabhi lagta hai dono alag-alag league ke players hain.

Ammu (narm hansi ke saath)

Aur tu kya sochta hai? Tera naam trophy pe likh gaya to main bhool jaungi kis taraf hoon?

Arjun (uski taraf do kadam badha ke)

Main to bas itna chahta tha…

Ek simple congratulations uske mooh se bhi mil jaata, to acha lagta.

Tu to samajhti hai na…

Ammu (nigah jhuka ke, phir uthake softly)

Main bhi wahi hoon, Arjun… jahaan tu hai.

Dono ke beech ek halki khamoshi… na uncomfortable, na zyada poetic… bas real.

Arjun (ek dum se mood change karte hue)

Waise ek cheez reh gayi hai…

Mujhe mera aakhiri reward nahi mila.

Ammu (nazar se uska matlab samajhne ki koshish karte hue)

Kya reward?

Arjun (thoda aur paas aake)

Final jeetne ke baad jo sabse zaroori prize tha…

Sab mila… trophy, medal, claps, photo…

Lekin tu… tune mujhe kuch nahi diya.

Ammu uski aankhon me dekhti hai. Kuch seconds tak kuch nahi bolti. Sirf uska chehra padhti hai.

Phir wo dheere se peeche mudti hai…

Scene fade out hota hai —

Camera us white door pe rukta hai jo Zaheer ke ghar ke ek guest room ka hai.

Cut to: Bedroom ka andhera, jisme sirf ek halki moonlight ki lehar hai.

Curtain hawa se hil raha hai…

Koi awaaz nahi…

Bas ek softness… ek warmth…

Jisme shabdon ki zarurat nahi hoti.

Ammu ka room

Dim yellow light bedside lamp se nikal kar room ke ek kone me tikhi si shadow banati hai. Hawa me ek halka citrus aur mitti ka mix scent… jaise baarish aayi ho aur usme koi purani diary band ho gayi ho.

Arjun, bed ke edge par baitha hua…

Uski elbows thighs par tikki hain, aur ungliyan apas me fasi hui.

Room ke kone me padhe books, dusty shelf, aur window ke pare curtain ko dekh raha tha…

Jaise kisi aur cheez ka intezaar ho raha ho — ya kisi ehsaas ka.

Tabhi ek halki si kharash jaisi sound hoti hai…

Room ke attached store ka darwaza dheere se khulta hai.

Wahan se Ammu bahar aati hai 

Ek cotton ka soft shawl uske kandhon se lapeta hua…

Chehra thoda shadow me, lekin uski aankhon ka laalpan aur gaalon ki halki si gulabi chhaya us soft yellow light me saaf dikh rahi thi.

Uske kadam halki si thartharahat ke sath chalte hai, lekin andar ek decision clearly le chuka hota hai.

Ammu ka har step uske apne emotions ke against jaise ek silent fight jaisa lagta hai.

Arjun ka dhyaan us taraf jaata hai.

Wo thoda seedha baithta hai, aankhon me ek soft welcome ki chamak ke saath.

Arjun (dheere se muskurate hue)

Ammu...

Lekin jaise hi wo uska chehra dekh kar uski aankhon ki halchal ko padhta hai…

Uske face ki muskurahat thodi si fade ho jaati hai.

Wo samajh jaata hai — yeh moment sirf uske liye nahi, Ammu ke liye bhi ek kasauti hai.

Ammu, ab bilkul uske saamne.

Thodi der tak aankhen uski aankhon me tikaye rakhti hai —

Kuch kehna chahti hai…

Magar alfaaz nahi milte.

Phir wo uski taraf ek halki si neck tilt ke saath dekhti hai —

Jaise aankhon se keh rahi ho: pesh hai… tumhara reward.

Phir uski nazar neeche jhukti hai…

Aur uske dono haathon ka grip dheere dheere dheela padta hai…

Shawl, uske kandhon se nikal kar… bed ke kinare par gir jata hai.

Ek silken sa sound… halki si gasp… aur ek stillness room me cha jaati hai.

Camera Arjun ke face pe zoom karta hai

Jaha pehle ek subtle si smile thi… ab ek mixture of softness, emotion, aur respect nazar aata hai.

Wo kuch nahi bolta.

Uske haath aage nahi badhte.

Sirf uski aankhen — jaise poora waqt usme tham gaya ho.

Scene fade out hota hai...

Background me ek faint ambient music – sirf dard aur pyaar ka ek melting point...

Ammu ka shawl girte hi waqt jaise thahar gaya tha.

Wo ab Arjun ke saamne khadi thi — usi undergarment set mein jo Arjun ne khud uske liye chuna tha… ek soft pastel tone ka, lace-edged piece… jisme na kuch zyada tha, na kuch kam… sirf ek khoobsurat khayal ki tarah.

Uska doodh jaisa safed rang, uske smooth curves, aur us light ki reflection… sab kuch Arjun ki aankhon ke liye ek aise tasveer ki tarah tha jo usne kabhi sirf sochi thi — aaj saamne thi.

Arjun

(Uski aankhon me ek mixture of disbelief aur desire)

Ammu…

Lekin uske lips pe koi lafz nahi aaya.

Sirf uska chest halki halki saans se upar neeche ho raha tha… jaise dil ne tezi se beat karna shuru kar diya ho.

Ammu ke haath apne peechhe ki taraf bandhe hue the, jaise khud ko present kar rahi ho bina kisi shabd ke. Arjun ki aankho ko is moment par yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki Ammu uska pyaar uske samne kabhi aise bhi pesh hovegi... Ammu ke tight round shape chuche is tight bra me or bhi jyada attractive lag rahe they mano kisi karigar ne apni kala se koi murat banai ho, Ammu ka navel paas se dekhne par use photo se bhi jyada sundar lag rahi thi or uski thighs us satin panty me bilkul ek aag laga rahi thi, sabse dilchasp hissa ammu ko cleavage or upper boobs lag raha tha bilkul hot

Arjun ab dheere se uthta hai…

Uske har step me ek halke vibration jaisa tha… kuch bolne se pehle usne Ammu ke baalon ke paas apna chehra le jaakar uske kaan ke paas halki si saans bhari…

Arjun ne apne dono haathon se uske kandhon ko chhua…

Naram, dhire… jaise kisi tasveer ko chhune se wo mitt na jaye.

Uske touch me koi jaldi nahi thi, koi hungama nahi tha — sirf ek gehri chaahat, ek jazba, ek vaada.

Ek khamoshi thi jisme lafzon ki zarurat nahi thi…

Ek raat thi jisme chand bhi darwaze ke peeche ruk gaya tha…

Arjun ne uska haath apne dil par rakha…

Aur phir use apni baahon me le liya — dhire dhire, bina shabd ke, sirf ek jazbaat ke saath…

Ammu Arjun ki baahon me aayi thi... lekin Arjun ab bhi usse seedhe dekh nahi pa raha tha.

Uski aankhon ke saamne ab bhi wohi lamha repeat ho raha tha... jab shawl gira tha, aur uski Ammu... uski Ammu uske saamne us tarah khadi thi, bina kuch kahe, sirf uski aankhon me ek jawab le kar.

Us pal Arjun ka bas chalta to waqt ko wahi freeze kar deta.

Uske haath ab bhi uski kamar ke aas-paas the...

Ammu ke soft skin ki warmth uske haathon me ghul chuki thi...

Wo halki si thartharahat... uska dhadkanon ka tezi se chalna... sab kuch Arjun mehsoos kar raha tha.

Uske liye ye koi physical moment nahi tha...

Ye uske liye Ammu ki taraf se ek vishwas tha.

Ek jazba tha… “Main sirf teri hoon.”

Arjun ke liye us se bada medal duniya me kuch nahi tha.

Usne apni aankhen band kar ke Ammu ke forehead se forehead lagaya…

Uski saans uske chehre pe pad rahi thi…

Uski aankhon ke saamne ek ek flashback chal raha tha:

– Jab usne pehli baar use college ke registration counter par dekha tha...

– Jab unka pehla jhagda hua tha…

– Jab Ammu ne pehli baar uska naam liya tha bina gusse ke…

– Aur jab usne use maaf kiya tha…

Aur ab...

Ammu uske saamne thi — poori, sachaayi ke saath, sharam ke saath... lekin kisi bhi dar ke bina.

Arjun ka gala bhari ja raha tha…

Lekin usne apni aankhen kholi aur dheere se Ammu ke cheek ko chhua…

Ek dum naram, jaise koi gudiya ho…

Apne andar ke jazbaat ko thoda rok kar, usne use seedhe aankhon me dekha.

Arjun

(Tikta hua, halki si muskurahat ke saath, dil se)

Tujhe dekhke lagta hai... jaise sab kuch jeet gaya ho main.

Match, trophy, duniya... sab.

Tujh se zyada khoobsurat reward... maanga hi nahi kabhi.

Ammu ne sirf aankhon me aankhon daali…

Uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si shanti thi… jaise wo bhi uske har lafz ko mehsoos kar rahi ho.

Phir Arjun uske balon me haath ghumata hai… aur halki si masti bhari cheekhi deta hai…

Arjun

Par ek problem hai…

Itni khoobsurat lag rahi hai tu… ki ab mujhe neend nahi aane wali.

Ammu halki si muskura deti hai, sharma jaati hai, aur apna sir uske chest me chhupa leti hai.

Arjun usse aur kas ke pakad leta hai…

Uski dhadkanon ka ek ek beat… ab Arjun ke dil me baj raha tha…

Koi music nahi chal raha tha, lekin ek mehfil thi…

Do dilon ke darmiyaan…

Light aur zyada dim ho jaati hai…

Sirf unka silhoutte dikhayi deta hai…

Aur Arjun ka voice-over sunai deta hai:

Kabhi kabhi jeetna sirf medal nahi hota…

Kabhi kabhi jeet... kisi ka saath hota hai.

Ammu... meri jeet hai.

Ammu ab bhi Arjun ke baahon me thi, lekin Arjun ki aankhon me ab sirf ek jazba tha — mohabbat ka, lekin izzat ka… samajhne ka.

Usne dheere se Ammu ke kandhe se apna haath hataya, uska chehra apni ungliyon se thoda upar uthaya… uski aankhon me jhaankte hue, jaise kisi jawaban ke liye nahi... ek samajh ke liye.

Arjun

Yeh sab... kya hai Ammu?

Ammu ne uski aankhon me dekha… kuch bolne ki koshish ki, lekin lafzon ne saath nahi diya…

Uske aansuon ne pehle jawab diya.

Usne apne dono haath Arjun ke haathon me rakh diye…

Aur phir uski awaaz… halki, lekin bhari hui…

Ammu

Main tujhe…Main tujhe ab aur nahi khona chahti, Arjun.Tu sirf mera hai…

Arjun ka dil ek pal ke liye thama…

Usne ek gehri saans li… uski aankhon me ab tak ke saare pal ghoom gaye — rishton ka darr, apne hone ka dar, har wo lamha jahan Ammu ne sirf is rishte ko bachane ke liye khud ko dhoondha tha.

Usne turant paas padhe shawl ko uthaya…

Aur bade pyaar se, bade izzat se us shawl ko Ammu ke badan par wapas lapet diya…

Phir usne use apni baahon me le liya, is baar sirf mohabbat se nahi… ehteraam se.

Arjun

Tu meri zindagi hai, Ammu.

Main, meri saansein, meri dhadkan… sab kuch tu hai.

Ammu uski chhati se lagi… ab ro rahi thi… khul kar…

Lekin uske aansuon me darr nahi tha… relief tha.

Jaise saalon se jo dab ke rakha tha, aaj nikal gaya ho.

Arjun

Tu meri izzat hai, Ammu.

Mujhe teri zarurat hai… teri khoobsurti ki nahi.

Tere hone ki.

Ammu ne aankhon me aankhon daali… aur phir ek halka sa hans diya, us roti roti muskurahat ke beech…Wo pal… kisi wedding vow se kam nahi tha.

Camera piche zoom karta hai…

Raat ka ek hissa jaa chuka tha...

Room ke kone me halki si light ab bhi jal rahi thi… ek warm yellow tone me, jo sirf un dono ke aaspaas ki dunia roshan kar rahi thi.

Camera dheere se zoom karta hai...

Bed par Ammu aur Arjun blanket ke neeche, ek dusre ke saath... close, quiet, connected.

Ammu ne ab tak wahi shawl lapet rakha tha... sirf woh... uski khushboo me ab Arjun ke haath ki touch bhi shamil ho chuki thi.

Woh Arjun ke baahon me thi — spooning position me, Arjun uske piche, uski kamar par apna haath rakhkar dheere dheere ungliyon se uska haath thaam raha tha.

Ammu ki aankhein band thi… par uska chehra Arjun ke gale se touch ho raha tha… ek sukoon tha uski saanso me, lekin Arjun?

Arjun ab bhi fully woke... uski aankhon me har ek second, har ek touch ek alag hi feeling le kar aayi thi.

Arjun (uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar, halki muskaan ke saath)

Madam… ye jo aapka reward tha…

Thoda unexpected tha, par mazaa aaya…

Ammu (thoda sa hile, aankhein band rakhti hue)

Shhh… Arjun… so ja na…

Arjun

Main so jaun?

Itna sab kar diya… aur tu mujhe keh rahi hai so ja?

Itne garam mahol ke baad ab arjun ka lund jag chuka tha jo ammu ne bhi notice Kiya or cuddle karne ki wajah se uski ass par wo chubh sa raha tha lekin Ammu ab or kuch kehne ya karne ke mood me nahi thi, use bas apna arjun chahiye tha

Uska haath ab uski kamar ke thoda aur paas gaya… usne ammu ki body ko dheere se khinch kar apne aur kareeb kar liya.

Arjun (ab thoda naughty tone me)

Waise ek baat bolun…

Mujhe laga tha tu red colour wala set pehnegi…

Par ye wala... Love you Ammu

Ammu (ab thoda sa hansi rokte hue)

Shut up, Arjun…

Arjun

Kya shut up... ab to reward mil gaya, to review bhi milega…

Usne uske gale ke niche halka sa touch kiya... sirf ek second ke liye… aur fir wapas uska haath tightly pakad liya…

Ammu ne uske haath ko jhat se roka… lekin muskuraate hue.

Ammu ne ab pehli baar uska haath apne haathon me le liya…

Apne dil par rakh kar, sirf ek line boli…

Ammu

Tujhe jeetne ke liye… mujhe khud se ladna pada, Arjun.

Uska tone soft tha… lekin wo line Arjun ke dil me utar gayi.

Usne uske baalon me se thoda sir hata kar uske kaan ke paas ek halki si cheek press ki…

Arjun

Tu jeet gayi, Ammu.

Aur main… tujhme haar gaya.

Dono ab ek dusre me lipte hue… halki halki muskurahaton ke saath… neend ke ek pyare se jadoo me kho jaate hai.

Camera zoom out karta hai…

Kambal ke andar ek narm si halchal...

Kambal ke bahar ek chaand ki roshni…

Aur beech me... ek rishte ki jeet ka sukoon.

[b]Scene fade out.[/b]

[Greenwood]

Update 58

Next Morning Scene

Subah ka pehla ujala abhi thoda thoda kamre ke pardon se chhalak raha tha…

Kamre ki roshni ab bhi dim thi… lekin itni zaroor ki us soft si roshni me Ammu ka chehra safed takiye par aur bhi zyada narm aur khilta hua lag raha tha.

Uske kandhe par sirf ek blanket tha… baaki pura badan ab bhi undergarments me tha — wahi set jo usne kal raat Arjun ke liye pehna tha.

Wo blanket ke andar thoda si hilli… neend se jaagne wali wo pehli si khumari abhi uski aankhon me thi.

Ammu ne aankh khol kar apne aas paas dekha…

Bed pe ek side khaali thi.

Arjun chala gaya tha.

Uske lips par ek halki si smile aayi… jaise kisi khwab ne sach hone ke baad use subah me bhi chhed diya ho.

Usne apni aankhon ko haathon se halka sa chhupa liya… fir khud se hi sharma ke muskara di.

Woh blanket ko thoda sa tightly apne shoulder par lapet kar baithi, aur fir dheere se bed se niche utri.

Pehle ek baar khidki ke paas jaake bahar jhaankti hai… phir almari se apne kapde nikaalti hai.

Ammu (apne aap se dheere se, aankhon me sharam bhari muskaan ke saath)

Pagal hai ye ladka…

Phir wo kapde le kar washroom me chali jaati hai.

Cut to: Washroom

Shower chal raha hai… paani ki dhaar uske balon se le kar gardan, kandho tak behti hai.

Ammu apni aankhon band kar leti hai… aur tabhi, kal raat ke lamhe uske zehen me baandh jaate hai.

Arjun ka woh pehli baar nazar bhar ke dekhna…

Uska thoda emotional ho kar shawl lapet dena…

Uske baad woh lamha jab woh dono ek dusre se chipak kar cuddle kiya tha…

Arjun ke haath uski kamar par…

Uska uske baalon me se hoton tak jhukna… aur cuddle ke doran hi arjun ki wo tikhi or sakht chiz ka Ammu ke ass par pressure dalna... Ammu pehli baar is nashe me thi or is nashe ne use jakad liya tha, shower ki hajaro boondo ke bich ek boond aisi thi jisne Ammu ko ek naya ehsaas de diya tha or uske muh se ek sigh nikal chuki thi, uske gaal ab or laal ho chuke they arjun ke naam ki boondein use lutf ke sath sath beintehaa blushing or sharm bhi de rahi thi

Aur phir, ek raat bhar ka narm, nasha bhara saath.

Ammu ki aankhon ke kone se ek sharmaayi hui muskaan phir nikal aayi.

Usne apne honth thoda chupa liye… lekin cheeks laal ho chuke the.

Ammu (andar hi andar)

Main pagal ho gayi hoon…

Par ye paagalpan… sach me meri zindagi ban gaya hai.

Camera dheere se uski gardan se paani ki dharon par zoom karta hai…

Uske haath jo apne baalon se paani nikaal rahe hote hai…

Aur uske chehre par woh naughty si sharmaayi smile, jo sirf kisi ladki ko tab aati hai… jab usne raat bhar sirf pyar mehsoos kiya ho, sirf izzat, sirf belonging.

Scene fade out with soft instrumental score.

[b]Arjun’s House – Subah ka Mahol[/b]

Ghar me abhi bhi kal raat wale jashn ki khushbu baaki thi…

Balloon ke kuch tukde, mithaiyon ki khali platein, aur ek taraf rakhe fresh flowers jo mohalla wale kal laaye the — sab abhi bhi uss raat ko yaad dila rahe the.

Drawing room me Madhu aur Pratap subah-subah pocha aur saman theek karwa rahe the. Madhu ek tray me chai ke cups le kar aayi, jabki Pratap kuch chairs wapas andar rakhwa rahe the. Dono thode tired dikh rahe the, lekin aankhon me ek sukoon tha.

Tabhi Arjun hall ke kone se nikalta hai — freshly showered, white kurta aur denims me, baalon me halka se gel lagaye… lekin aankhon me kuch narmi thi, kuch nayi si shanti.

Pratap (Arjun ko dekhte hi, halki si hansi rok kar)

Lo, sahab aaye bhi. Socha tha final match ke baad to ek hafte tak nazar nahi aayenge.

Madhu (uski taraf pyar se dekhte hue)

Itni jaldi uth gaya?

Arjun (thoda sa neck scratch karta hua, casual banne ki koshish me)

Woh… bas ho gaya …

Madhu (Arjun ko chai dete hue, softly)

Aaj teri chai me adrak bhi dala hai… waise hi jaise tujhe pasand hai.

Arjun (madhu ki taraf dekhkar, genuinely)

Thanks maa…

Pause.

Phir ek chhoti si silence hoti hai… Arjun chai ki chuski le raha hota hai, lekin Madhu usse dekhti rehti hai. Pratap fir se chair uthata hai, lekin ruk jaata hai.

Pratap

Arjun…

Arjun (dekhta hai unki taraf)

Pratap

beta, aaj tujh par bahut proud feel ho raha hai... Kabhi tujhe galat samjha ya galat keh diya ho to maaf kar dena

Arjun ki aankhen kuh kehna chahti hain… lekin lafz nahi milte.

Wo bas halka sa jhuk kar sir hila deta hai. Madhu uske balon me haath pher deti hai — ek maa ka ashirwad jaisa soft touch.

Madhu (muskurate hue, aankhon me thoda emotion)

abse tu jaisa bole beta, hum tera saath denge

Camera zooms out slowly.

Background me ek light instrumental score bajta hai.

Arjun apne cup se ek aur chuski leta hai… aankhon me ek relief… ek nayi shuruaat ki ahat…

Scene fades.

College Campus – Do Din Baad Arjun Ke Final Match Ke

Din dhoopdaar tha, lekin college ka har kona Arjun ke naam se chamak raha tha. Notice board pe uski match ki photo lagayi gayi thi — trophy uthaye hue, poori team ke saath. Students pass hote hue usi photo ke samne rukte, uski performance ke clips phone me dikhate.

Zaheer ne college ke main gate se andar kadam rakhe hi the, ke ek ladka aur ladki uske pass se nikalte hue baat karte sunai diye:

Ladka

Bhai uske final ke rally shots… insane yaar. Pure court ka king tha Arjun.

Ladki

Aur sirf game nahi… uska attitude, confidence. I mean… ekdum real sportsman lag raha tha.

Zaheer ne unki taraf casually dekha, fir aankhon se nazar hata li.

College canteen ke pass se guzra to wahan bhi wahi haal. Kuch juniors table pe baith kar clips repeat kar rahe the.

Ek junior

Bhai Arjun bhai ne live stream to tod di. Unki har rally rewind pe bhi maza deti hai.

Dusra

Aur usne final ke baad jo speech diya na… uff… total goosebumps.

Zaheer ka chehra thoda stiff hone laga tha… wo canteen se nikal gaya.

Campus ke corridor me chalk karte hue usne dekha ki ek teacher bhi kisi student se keh rahi thi:

Teacher

Arjun ka dedication dekh ke mujhe yakeen ho gaya, ki agar kisi me jazba ho to wo kisike bhi standards cross kar sakta hai.

Student

Yes ma’am. Actually wo to legend ban gaya hai college ka.

Zaheer ki ungliyon ki grip uski notebook pe tight hone lagi thi. Har mod pe, har jhunde me, har discussion me ek hi naam — Arjun.

Uska mann bhar gaya tha. Wo bina kisi se kuch kahe, chhup chhup ke chalne laga…

College ke peechhe ek chhoti si unused staircase thi, jahan kabhi kabhi log group study karne aate the, ya bas silence enjoy karne.

Zaheer wahan jaa baitha. Aas paas koi nahi tha. Bas door se birds chirping ki awaaz, aur kahin se canteen ka soft music aa raha tha.

Zaheer ne aankhon ko band kiya… aur peeth di diwar se lagayi.

Usne apne bag se ek chhoti bottle nikali — paani ki — aur usme se ek sip le kar wapas aankhen band kar li. Ek thandi si hawa uske chehre se takraayi

[b]College Canteen[/b]

Lunch break ka waqt tha. Canteen usually iss waqt full hoti thi, magar aaj kuch alag hi buzz tha. Har table par bas ek hi discussion — Arjun ka final match, uski winning serve, aur uska killer attitude.

Canteen ke entrance pe Shanu khadi thi, aankhon me mischievous smile. Usne whisper kiya

"He’s coming. Be ready."

Jab tak Arjun ne canteen ke door se kadam andar rakha,

poori canteen ekdum silence me chali gayi.

Ek pal ke liye Arjun ko laga, kuch galat ho gaya hai… lekin

agli hi second me —

Poore hall me zor zor se clapping goonj uthi.

Sab log khade ho gaye — juniors, seniors, even kuch staff.

"Arjun! Arjun! Arjun!"

Naam goonj raha tha,

jaise koi celebrity aaya ho.

Taz table ke upar chadh gaya aur apni sporty awaaz me chillaya:

Taz

Yeh hai hamara champ! Christiano arjun !

Sab phir se cheer karne lage, kuch log phone se recording bhi kar rahe the.

Arjun thoda hichkichaya, lekin fir ek modest si smile ke saath andar chala gaya. Usne sab ko salute kiya, haath jod kar thank you bola.

Jab wo Shanu ke paas pahucha,

Shanu ne use ek chocolate trophy di, chhoti si fun gift:

Shanu

Yeh teri sabse badi jeet ka sabse childish award.

Arjun ne hans kar trophy le li… aur uska chehra halki si emotional smile me badal gaya. Uske liye yeh sirf match nahi tha — yeh uski poori journey ki pehli legit swikriti thi.

Usne nazar uthakar dekha —

door corner me Ammu khadi thi,

bina kuch bole sirf usse dekh rahi thi…

ek aankh ki jhalak me itna kuch keh diya jaise keh rahi ho

"You deserved this… and more."

Scene slow motion me freeze hota hai, claps background me goonjti rehti hain.

College Canteen, Arjun’s Table

Sab log Arjun ka welcome karne ke baad apne apne group me wapas busy ho gaye. Cheers se bhara canteen ab phir se normal rhythm me aa gaya tha, lekin kuch nazarien ab bhi Arjun par tikki hui thi.

Arjun ne ek kone ki table chuni, thoda shant, thoda comfortable. Uske haath me ab bhi wo chhoti si chocolate trophy thi jo Shanu ne di thi. Usne usse table par rakha, ek halki si smile ke saath — jaise kisi prized medal ko sambhal raha ho.

Tabhi…

Ammu us taraf badhti hai. Dheere se us table ke saamne aayi, ek pal ke liye Arjun ki aankhon me dekha, fir uske opposite ki seat par baith gayi… bina kuch kahe.

Arjun ne ek eyebrow raise kiya, halki si teasing expression ke saath:

Arjun

Aaj bina invitation ke?

Ammu halka sa jhuk ke muskurayi, lekin aankhon me wo confident spark tha.

Ammu

Tera reward tujhe de chuki hoon. Ab thoda sa time bhi toh deserve karti hoon…

Arjun ki aankhon me shok aur khushi ka mix ek pal ke liye chamka. Usne coffee ka cup uthaya, sip liya, aur aankhon se jawab diya —

"Har second tera."

Do chairs door, Shanu table ki taraf badh rahi thi.

Usne dekha Ammu already Arjun ke saamne baithi hai. Arjun ka body language relaxed tha, lekin sirf Ammu ke saamne.

Shanu ka kadam thoda sa ruka… fir uske chehre pe ek soft smile aayi.

Bina kuch kahe usne rasta change kar diya… aur jaane anjaane aankhon se Zaheer ko talashne lagi.

Lekin Zaheer canteen me nahi dikh raha tha.Na apni usual jagah pe, na crowd ke beech.

Shanu thoda sa uneasy si ho gayi.

Usne phone nikala, ek message type kiya —

"Kaha ho tu?"

Phir screen band karke apne bag me daal diya.

Camera meanwhile Arjun aur Ammu ke table par wapas zoom karta hai — jahan dono ki aankhon ke beech ek silent conversation chal rahi hoti hai.[b]Pyaar, comfort, aur ek shared memory jo sirf dono jaante the.[/b]

[b][b]College corridor, afternoon break.[/b][/b]

Ammu water cooler se bottle bhar rahi hoti hai, tabhi Arjun uske piche aake halki si awaaz me bolta hai:

Arjun

Thak gayi?

Ammu ne bottle ki cap band karte hue ek baar uski taraf dekha, aankhon me thoda alert aur thoda blush tha.

Ammu

Kya?

Arjun (aankhon me shaitani chamak)

Mera matlab... itni der tak sone ke baad bhi itni tired ho, to soch raha ho... reason kya ho sakta hai.

Ammu ka chehra laal pad gaya. Wo kuch bolti uske pehle hi Arjun thoda aur jhuk ke uske kaan ke paas bolta hai.

Arjun

Waise kal raat... tu kuch zyada hi generous thi reward dene me. Main abhi tak recover nahi kar paya.

Ammu ne uski taraf aankhein tedi karke dekha.

Ammu

Tu na... bilkul besharam hota ja raha hai.

Arjun (muskurake)

Besharam? Arre main toh bas appreciation kar raha hoon. Waise... woh lavender wale perfume ki smell abhi tak yaad hai mujhe... aur wo shawl... uff.

Ammu ne uske haath par ek halka sa punch maara.

Ammu

Shut up Arjun! Public me khade ho, dhyan rakh thoda.

Arjun (zara aur paas hoke, low voice)

Kal raat tujhme aur aaj wali tujh mein... sirf ek shawl ka fark hai. Par dono version meri jaan le jaate hain.

Ammu aankhon se warning deti hai, lekin uske lips ka corner muskurata hai. Arjun ne uske cheek ke paas halki si fuu kiya — jaise yaad dila raha ho raat ka woh close moment.

Ammu ne bottle uske haath me thama di.

Ammu

Ja... pehle yeh pi le. Tujhe zyada garam ho gaya hai lagta hai.

Arjun (laughing)

Main toh bas tere temperature se match kar raha hoon, Ammu.

Un dono ke beech ek teasing silence hota hai... aankhon ki ek language hoti hai, jisme raat bhar ki baatein, touch, smile, aur emotions pal bhar me dobara zinda ho jaate hain

College Gymnasium (Evening)

Taz ka solo moment, thoda intense aur motivating

Empty gym ke beech, ek punching bag latka hua tha. Light sirf ek side se aa rahi thi — gym ki chhoti window se dhoop ki halki si patti seedhe bag par pad rahi thi. Har jagah ek heavy silence tha, sirf gloves ki thap thap aur Taz ki saans ki aawaz.

Taz (focus me, gloves pehnte hue)

Ek tournament gaya… ab next kaam

Usne bandage ko thoda aur tight kiya… fir bag ke saamne khada ho gaya.

Ek pal ke liye aankhein band ki.

Flash cut – Arjun ko trophy milti hui, sab log clap kar rahe hain, Ammu uske paas khadi hai… Zaheer kahin peeche khamos

Phir flash – Nikhat usse coaching session me tight expression ke saath daant rahi hai.

Nikhat (thought echo)

Taz… talent hai tere paas, lekin discipline nahi.

Usne aankhein kholi.

Ek naya determination tha unme.

Taz (apne aap se)

Ab koi shortcut nahi… koi distraction nahi.

Ek heavy punch — bag hil gaya.

Fir ek aur, fir rapid combo… left-right-left, breath sync me.

Uske paas rakha bottle gir gaya jab usne ek roundhouse maara.

Lekin usne dekha bhi nahi. Bas laga raha — sweat drop karta, lekin full focus me.

Tabhi door se Nikhat andar aayi.

Halki si tired thi… coaching file haath me.

Usne dekha Taz full rhythm me practice kar raha hai.

Kuch seconds tak sirf dekhti rahi.

Nikhat (smiling under her breath)

Finally…

Taz ne usse nahi dekha.

Nikhat quietly bench pe baith gayi, coaching notes kholte hue… lekin aankhon se wo ab bhi Taz ko hi observe kar rahi thi.

Scene slow fade hota hai.

Taz ka sweat-soaked determined face last frame me rehta hai… ek fighter jise ab sirf apne se compete karna hai.

[b]Or finally dono ka eye contact or camera zoom dono ki aankho par[/b]

[Greenwood]

Update 59

Priya’s House – Engagement Preparations, Few Days to Go

Ghar ke aangan me mithaiyon ki meethi khushboo aur halke-hulke bajte sangeet ke sur mil kar ek shaadi ke ghar ka sapna sa racha rahe the. Priya ke ghar ka har kona saj raha tha – jahan ek taraf halwai rasgulle ke andar chashni bhar raha tha, wahin doosri taraf do aunties phoolon ki malaa banane me jhuki hui thi.

Andar ke drawing room me college ki puri girl gang ikatthi thi – Ammu, Shanu, Priya, aur unki aur do teen saheliyaan. Saree ke pallus aur dupatte kandhon pe latke hue, sab kisi na kisi kaam me vyast thi. Koi mehndi cones decorate kar raha tha, koi gifts wrap kar raha tha, toh koi priya ki mummy se list verify kar raha tha.

Shanu

Bas do din aur… phir Priya ki engagement. Time kitna jaldi nikal gaya na?

Ammu

Haan... us din jab usne sabko bataya tha, aisa laga tha abhi toh kafi time hai. Aur ab...

Menal

Aur ab toh ladkiyon ko sabse zyada kaam hai! Saree, lehenga, mehendi, dance practice... uff!

Shanu

Arey Priya, tujhe kya lagta hai? Tu engagement kar rahi hai ya wedding planner banne ja rahi hai?

Priya thak kar sofa par gir gayi, haath hawa me utha kar

Priya

Tum log aaye ho tab se bas bol rahe ho. Kaam koi nahi kar raha. Shanu, please jaake terrace pe light wale ko bol de... aur Ammu, tu kitchen me ja, juice walo ne kya kiya check karna hai.

Ammu cheekh kar

Ammu

Arey main teri saheli hoon ya catering waali? Tu bas mujhe dikh raha hai, us Shanu ne toh abhi tak kuch uthaya bhi nahi!

Shanu nakhre se baal ghumate hue

Shanu

Mujhe kapdo ka kaam mila hai, main sab bridesmaids ke outfits finalize kar rahi hoon.

Priya sarcastically

Priya

Haan, tune toh sabko apni tarah neon green ka lehenga pehna diya hota agar maine mana nahi kiya hota.

Sab ki hansi chhoot gayi. Ghar ke andar ka mahaul shaadiyon ke typical dinon jaise vibrant aur zindadil ho gaya. Kabhi koi ek dusre ki choti si baat pe chidh jaata, toh kabhi kisi ki baat pe sab mil kar hass padte.

Ammu ek pal ke liye khamosh ho gayi, phir Priya ke paas jaake uske kandhe pe haath rakha.

Ammu

Tension mat le. Sab perfect hoga, promise.

Priya uske haath pakad ke halke se smile karti hai, aankhon me halka sa stress aur excitement dono.

Tabhi background me ek phone bajta hai, kisi ladki ne uthaya aur chilla kar bola

Ladki

Ammu, terrace pe dhol waale aa gaye!

Ammu

Bhai waah! Ab aaya maza. Shanu, chal race lagate hai... kaun pehle pahuchta hai.

Shanu

Tu mujhse race karegi? Chal aaja, tujhe dhol ke saath floor pe letaaungi!

Sab hass padte hai aur dono chhoti si bachpana bhari dosti mein terrace ki taraf daud jaati hain – poore ghar me ek jashn jaisi roshni phail jaati hai.

Kuchh din pahle....

Campus ke main corridor me lunch break ka waqt tha. Students apne groups me ya toh canteen ki taraf ja rahe the, ya lawns me gupshup me busy the. Aise me Priya apne haathon me ek stack of invitation cards le kar confident steps me sabke beech se guzarte hue apne doston ke paas ja rahi thi.

Wo sabse pehle Shanu ke group tak pahuchti hai jahan Arjun, Ammu, Shanu aur Taz baith kar kisi topic pe chhed-chhad kar rahe hote hain.

Priya

Guys! Bas kuch din bache hain. Engagement hai meri, aur tum sabne aana hai. No excuses!

Sab log hans ke uske haath se cards lete hain. Arjun ne invitation card lete hi uske sir pe haath rakha, jaise chhoti behen ko blessings de raha ho.

Arjun

Meri chhoti behen ki engagement hai... kya baat hai! Priya, I'm proud of you. Achha ladka hai na?

Priya thoda blush karti hai

Priya

Haan... Sabne approve kiya hai toh obviously good hoga.

Sab hans padte hain. Arjun ne uske kandhe par haath rakha

Taz

Engagement ke dance ke liye mujhe shortlist kar lena, lekin solo mile toh!

Priya

Taz! Tumhare liye toh surprise plan hai already.

Tabhi wo sabse alag baitha Zaheer dikhta hai, lawn ke ek side wall ke paas, jahan wo headphones laga kar laptop me kuch dekh raha hota hai. Priya sabse permission le kar uski taraf badhti hai.

Zaheer usse aate dekh ke Main headphones nikal deta hai.

Priya

Zaheer… tu mere bhai jaisa hai. Toh tujhe bina personally bulaaye main kaise shaanti se sagai kar leti?

Usne thoda emotional ho kar ek card uske saamne rakha. Zaheer ne usse uthaya, aur muskuraya.

Zaheer

Sagai kar rahi hai tu, mujhe time pe bataya hota toh main ladke ke background check pe nikal jaata.

Priya

Late ho gaya bhaiya… ab toh engagement fix ho gayi.

Zaheer uske sir pe haath rakh ke

Zaheer

Tension mat lena. Har kaam me help karunga. Main hoon na.

Priya uski aankhon me dekhti hai, genuine gratitude ke saath

Priya

Thank you zaheer...

Scene slowly wide hota hai, jahan Priya college ke corner me ek ek friend ko invite karti nazar aati hai… lekin dhoop ke ek tukde ke neeche Arjun aur Zaheer do alag poles ban kar khade hote hain — dono ne ek hi ladki ki taraf pyaar aur protective feelings se dekha hai… lekin ab unke beech ka faasla shaayad kabhi nahi ghatega.

College Gym Corridor – Arjun aur Zaheer ka awkward face-off

Engagement se ek din pehle ka scene hai. Subah ke waqt gym corridor me kuch students warm-up kar rahe hain. Thoda shaant sa vibe hai. Corridor ke ek side pe punching bag latka hai… aur doosri taraf stretching mat bichha hua.

Arjun warm-up karte hue apne wrist band tight kar raha tha. Uski aankhon me focus tha, lekin andar se kuch uljhan bhi. Aankhon ke aaspaas halka sa stress.

Tabhi peeche se door khulta hai… aur Zaheer andar aata hai. Uske haath me towel, neck pe gym bag ka strap. Dono kaam se aaye hain, par takraav inevitable hai.

Ek second ke liye dono ki nazar milti hai. Ek lamha jismein dosti ke saal bhar ki warmth nahi… sirf ek theli hui khamoshi hoti hai.

Zaheer ne aankhen hata li. Arjun ne bas ek second tak usse dekha… lekin kuch bola nahi.

Zaheer ne bag ek bench par rakha, towel nikaal kar neck pe daala aur punching bag ki taraf badha. Arjun usi waqt bottle se paani pi raha tha.

Punching bag ke saamne aake Zaheer ne gloves pehne. Arjun usi mat pe jahan stretching kar raha tha, utkar khada hua.

Silence.

Punch. Punch. Punch.

Zaheer ne bag pe do teekhe punches maare. Frustration uske movements me saaf dikh raha tha.

Arjun ne corner se dekha… phir aankhen jhuka li.

Zaheer

(kas ke ek punch maarte hue, bina dekhe)

Tu Priya ke engagement me aayega?

Arjun ne pause liya… fir slowly jawab diya.

Arjun

Aana toh chahiye… uski khushi ka din hai.

Zaheer ne bag ko roka, uske dono haath ab bag ke dono sides me. Uski saans tez ho gayi thi. Kamar thodi jhuk gayi thi… jaise kuch bolna chahta ho lekin words dhoondh nahi pa raha ho.

Zaheer

Sab us din tujhe hero banayenge…

(par thoda kadwaapan tha tone me)

Main bhi clap karunga. Don’t worry.

Arjun ne us taraf kadam badhaye. Do kadam. Teesra nahi.

Arjun

Mujhe pata hai tu kya sochta hai…

Lekin main waise nahi hoon jaise tu samajh raha hai.

Zaheer finally uski taraf dekhta hai. Aankhon me dard, disappointment… aur ek talaash bhi.

Zaheer

Toh phir jaisa hai… waisa kyun nahi dikhata?

Arjun ne ek lamha chup rehkar kaha

Arjun

Main sabko justify nahi kar sakta.

Aur tu hi sabse pehle judge ban gaya.

Dono ki aankhen takraati hain… lekin koi chillata nahi.

Sirf… ek pal jisme ek dosti, ek bharosa… tut ke hawa me ghul gaya tha.

Arjun ne aankhen chura kar bag uthaya, bina kuch kahe corridor se bahar nikal gaya.

Zaheer wahi khada raha. Punched bag hilta raha… jaise dono ke beech ka tension usi me utar gaya ho.

Priya ke ghar ki engagement preparations – Cold rivalry + Taz comedy twist

Shaam ka waqt hai. Priya ke ghar me mehmaanon ke aane se pehle last-minute engagement preps ho rahe hain. Living room saj chuka hai — white fairy lights aur yellow genda ke phool ki ladiyan har taraf. Center me ek round table jahan engagement ring ki tray rakhi jaayegi, aur backdrop pe “P & A” likha hua hai golden frame me.

Sab ladkiyan: seating aur lighting sambhal rahi hain.

Boys: table set-up, speakers, drinks counter, lighting fix kar rahe hain.

Aur usi beech — Arjun aur Zaheer, ek hi jagah par, ek hi kaam ko alag-alag tareeke se karne ki koshish kar rahe hain.

Arjun speaker wire connect kar raha hota hai.

Zaheer doosri side se usi wire ko ulta chadha raha hota hai.

Dono ke haath ek hi wire pe takraate hain.

Zaheer

Side se jaa… ye wire upar se jaayegi.

Arjun

Wire neeche se layi thi… tu disrupt mat kar.

Zaheer

Toh mere hisaab se karne de… zyada complication nahi chahiye.

Arjun

(teekhe lekin calm tone me)

Tere hisaab se karna is problem ka part hai.

Zaheer

Tu har cheez me hero banne ki aadat chhod de, toh solution mil jaaye.

Dono ki aankhen takraati hain. Wahi purani friction, ab cold silence ban chuki hai.

Taz, table ke neeche crouch karke extension board laga raha hota hai.

Wahi se awaaz aati hai:

Taz

Aree bhaiyo, "Don’t fight, love karo... dosti nibhao… Nibba-Nibbi nahi ho tum dono!"

Dono thoda sa peeche hat jaate hain. Priya door se ye scene dekh leti hai, lekin kuch nahi bolti.

Cut to – Ring Table Setup Area

Ammu, Shanu, nikita aur ek-do aur ladkiyan setting final kar rahi hoti hain.

Taz wahan aake khud ko expert declare karta hai.

Taz

Bhai mujhe setting ka full experience hai…

pout karta hai "Kya karu main, mar jaaun?"

Priya (slightly annoyed but smiling)

Taz, zara candle stand seedha kar de please.

Taz

Candle stand toh main hoon…

"Fire hai main fire!"

Shanu (rolling eyes)

Tujhse zyada toh candles stable hain.

Taz pout karke corner me jaake couch pe girta hai.

Taz

"Zindagi barbaad ho gayi, kuch sense nahi bacha..."

(pause karta hai)

...but snacks kaha hain?

Meanwhile – Arjun and Zaheer lighting pole ke dono sides pe stand karte hain.Dono ek hi bulb fix karne jaate hain. Ek second ke liye haath takra jaata hai. Arjun turant peeche hat jaata hai, Zaheer bhi bina kuch kahe opposite side chala jaata hai.

Ammu door se ye awkwardness dekh rahi hoti hai. Uski aankhon me concern hai… par wo kuch nahi kehti.

Cut to: Balcony.

Taz

Guys dekho…"Ye dekho: Jab Arjun aur Zaheer ek hi ladder pe chadh jaaye – Caption: ‘Dosti thi, toh chhod dete… mohabbat thi, toh thok dete!’"

Priya

Nonsense shut up!

Taz

"Bas main toh content deliver kar raha hoon, audience jaye bhaad me."

Scene ka mood: dosti ke beech thanda pad chuka tension, kuch log notice kar rahe hain, kuch log ignore… aur Taz us beech memes se full-time TRP generate kar raha hai.

Priya ki engagement se ki shaam – Arjun aur Ammu ka private moment

Sab log tayyariyon mein lage hote hain. Drawing room se shor-sharaba aa raha hai. Priya ka ghar mehmaanon se bhara hua hai.

Lekin Arjun... ek kone ke room ke door ke paas khada hota hai — bored, phone scroll karta hua. Tabhi seedhiyon se utarte hue Ammu aati hai...Maroon aur gold ka heavy lehenga, soft curls open, neck pe ek delicate necklace, aur aankhon me kajal ki halki si depth. Arjun ka phone haath se slip hote-hote bachta hai.Uski aankhen sirf us pe tik jaati hain. Ek second ke liye saari awaz thamm jaati hai jaise.

Arjun (soft murmur, aankhon se scan karte hue)

Main kahu Priya ke ghar me itni roshni kyun ho rahi hai...

Pata chala asli chandelier toh abhi neeche aaya hai.

Ammu (smirking, uske pass se nikalti hai, dupatta sambhalte hue)

Itni tareef mat karo... aadat lag jaayegi tumhari.

Arjun (tashan se uske samne aake rasta rokta hai)

Aadat lag jaaye, toh buri cheez nahi hai.

Lekin yeh lehenga…

Thoda paas jhukta hai, bas itna ki uski awaaz sirf Ammu sun sake...

Arjun

Agar yeh lehenga aaj raat mere cuddle me aa jaata na...

Toh gareeb ki zindagi bhi royal ho jaati.

Ammu (halki hansi rok ke, nakhre se aankhen ghumakar)

Tumhare jaise gareeb ke liye...

Sirf photo or posters hi milenge.

Zubaan chidha ke, playful smile ke saath wo aage nikal jaati hai. Arjun peeche mudh ke use dekhta rehta hai, aankhon me ek lazy sa smirk…

Arjun (teasingly slow)

Tera peeche se dupatta sambhalna bhi slow motion me hota hai ya mujhe hi dikh raha hai?

Ammu (bina mudhe, bas haath uthakar)

Dream on, Mr. Cuddle King.

Arjun halka sa hans padta hai… dil me kuch kuch hota hai.

[Greenwood]

Update 60

Priya ke ghar ke terrace par – Shaam ke kuch waqt pehle

Neeche hall me sangeet aur mehmaanon ka hullad ho raha hota hai. Terrace pe thoda shaant, thoda hawa se hilta dupatta aur lehengon ke jhalak ke saath ek calm moment.

Ammu railing ke sahare khadi hoti hai, haath me ek chhoti kulhad chai ki. Uske paas hi Shanu aati hai, haath me golgappe ka bowl.

Shanu

Tu yahan akeli khadi hai, niche Arjun tera intezaar kar raha hoga, aankhon me dil aur jeb me shayari leke.

Ammu

(smiling, sips chai)

Usse toh bas mauka chahiye line maarne ka. Aaj toh lehenga dekh ke poora shayar ban gaya.

Shanu

(baithti hai railing pe)

Matlab ab tum dono ka honeymoon planning bhi start ho gaya hoga?

Ammu

(laughs softly, blushes)

Shanuuu...!

Ammu is baar thoda aur blush karti hai. Uske chehre pe naughty si muskaan hoti hai, lekin wo kuch bolti nahi.

Shanu

(leans forward, teasing)

Aise chup rehna matlab... kuch toh gadbad hai!

Ammu

(main aankh dikhake)

Tujhe bas thoda hint mil jaye toh tu poora web series bana deti hai.

Shanu

Main kya karoon, Tumhari Mohabbat, Season 2 ke rights toh mere paas hi hain.

Dono zor se hans padti hain. Neeche se kisi ne awaaz lagayi — Priya bula rahi hoti hai.

Shanu

Chal madam, neeche chal. Warna Arjun tujhe terrace se le jaayega Bollywood style.

Ammu

(smiling, peppy)

Aur tu background me slow motion me phool barsaayegi?

Shanu

Nahi re...

Main toh sirf dialogue dungi

Dono haste hue neeche jaati hain, Priya ki engagement ke maze bhare vibe me laut kar.

Priya ke ghar ka drawing room

Engagement ki halchal apne peak par hoti hai. Har kone me koi na koi kisi kaam me laga hota hai. Lehengas, bangles, laddoo, mehmaan... sab kuch almost tayyar ho chuka hai. Bas ek kaam baaki hota hai — flower décor ke liye fresh mogra aur gulab market se lana.

Priya haath me ek list leke sab ko instructions de rahi hoti hai, tabhi wo rukti hai aur thoda pareshan hokar bolti hai:

Priya

Guys! Ek kaam reh gaya hai...

Flowers! Woh fresh waale gulab aur mogra abhi tak nahi aaye. Shop wale bol rahe hain ki kisi ko jaake lena padega.

Sab log ek doosre ki taraf dekhte hain. Arjun ek corner me khada cold drink sip kar raha hota hai, aur Zaheer opposite side me mobile scroll kar raha hota hai.

Priya ekdam se dono ki taraf dekh kar aankhon se ishara karti hai.

Priya

Arjun, Zaheer... tum dono jaaoge. Bas tum dono ko hi main trust kar sakti hoon isme.

(Thoda drama add karte hue)

Please don’t say no. Tum dono ko hi jaana padega.

Arjun aur Zaheer dono ek hi waqt par Priya ki taraf dekhte hain... fir ek dusre ki taraf. Unki aankhon me wahi unsaid rivalry, woh thandi si khinchav.

Ek awkward silence hota hai.

Zaheer aankhon se thoda ghoorta hai, Arjun neck crack karta hai jaise apna reaction daba raha ho.

Arjun

(teekha smile ke saath)

Agar dulhan rani hukum de rahi hain... toh jaate hain.

Zaheer

(stiff tone me)

Kaam hai toh ho jayega.

Priya un dono ko thank you bolti hai aur list unke haath me thama deti hai. Wo jaise hi bahar nikalte hain,

Zaheer uski taraf dekhta bhi nahi, Arjun sirf ek half-smile deta hai aur car ki taraf badhne lagta hai.

Scene: Car ride – Road to flower market

Car ke andar silence hota hai. Arjun driver seat pe hota hai, Zaheer side me. FM radio halki si music baja raha hota hai, lekin dono ke expressions se clear hota hai — kuch bhi normal nahi hai.

Arjun ne casually sunglasses pehne hote hain, lekin uske knuckles tight grip me steering pe lage hote hain.

Zaheer apna phone baar-baar unlock aur lock karta hai. Kahi na kahi, dono apni narazgi chhupane ki koshish kar rahe hote hain, lekin hawa me tanaav mehsoos hota hai.

Car red light pe rukti hai.

Zaheer

(tantr bhare tone me)

Main left ke stall se le lunga... tum right side ka dekh lena.

Arjun

(eyes on road)

Main koi chhota bachcha nahi hoon jo tumhare zone se takra jaaye.

Zaheer thoda taana maar ke khidki ke bahar dekhta hai. Arjun aankhon me ek chhoti si chingari ke saath uski taraf dekhta hai... lekin kuch nahi bolta.

Light green hoti hai, car fir se chal padti hai. Silence wapas. Par tension, pehle se zyada ghani.

Bazaar me thodi bheed hoti hai. Chaaron taraf halke orange light wale bulbs, phoolon ki khushboo aur vendors ki awaaz ghoom rahi hoti hai. Arjun aur Zaheer ek flower stall ke samne khade hote hain — dono ka face alag directions me hota hai, par stall ek hi hoti hai.

Zaheer ne already ek vendor ko approach kar liya hota hai.

Zaheer

Bhaiya, dus kilo mogra chahiye... aur woh large size waale red gulab. Fresh chahiye.

Vendor sir hilata hai aur packing shuru karta hai. Arjun casually piche se aata hai, list check karta hai, aur Zaheer ke order pe nazar padti hai.

Arjun

(lightly taunting)

Dus kilo? Itna mogra shaadi me bhi nahi lagta, engagement me toh...

Zaheer uski taraf murta hai, cold smile ke saath.

Zaheer

Agar kaam mujhe karne diya hai, toh decide bhi main hi karunga. Aur Priya ko exactly yehi chahiye tha.

Arjun halki si hansi chhupata hai.

Arjun

Haan, Priya ne toh mujhe clearly bola tha — fresh aur subtle fragrance waale lene hain. Dus kilo... ye toh poore gali ke liye hai. Shayad tum apni baat sun rahe the, uski nahi.

Zaheer ka patience khatam hone lagta hai.

Zaheer

Tum har cheez me interrupt karne ki aadat chhodo Arjun. Tumhare bina bhi kaam ho jaata hai.

Arjun step closer lete hue calm lekin cutting tone me bolta hai:

Arjun

Aur tumhe har baat me alpha banne ki zarurat nahi... sabko impress karne ka pressure sirf tum par nahi hai, Zaheer.

Vendor awkwardly dono ko dekhta hai, beech me ruka hota hai.

Zaheer thoda ghur ke bolta hai:

Zaheer

Toh tumhare hisaab se Priya ki engagement bhi tumhara show ban jaye? Bas har event me tumhara hero moment ho?

Arjun

(eyes locking with Zaheer’s)

Nahi... bas har event me tumhara insecure ego na ho.

Zaheer ka face thoda red ho jaata hai. Vo ek kadam aur pass aata hai, dono ke beech ki distance kam ho jaati hai.

Ek second ke liye vendor unke beech se hat jaata hai. Pass wale stall se koi awaaz deta hai:

Bhaiya gulab 120 me laga do!

Vendor

Bhaiya aap dono hi samajhdar lagte ho... main dono type ke phool pack kar deta hoon. Shaanti bana lo... shaadi ka mahina hai!

Arjun thoda sa door hat jaata hai, neck stretch karta hai jaise apna mood control kar raha ho. Zaheer deep breath leke apne phone pe busy ho jaata hai.

Scene ends with both standing side by side — silence me, but storm building inside.

[b]Engagement Ceremony Begins – Priya & Nakul[/b]

Sham ki roshni golden ho chuki hoti hai. Courtyard me fairy lights chamak rahi hoti hain. Soft shehnai aur dholak ki beats backdrop me baj rahi hoti hai. Mehmaan aate jaa rahe hote hain. Priya ivory pink lehenga me nakhre se walk karti hai, aur Nakul blue sherwani me slightly nervous but smiling hota hai. Stage pe dono ek dusre ke side khade hote hain, thoda awkwardly, thoda excitedly.

Background music starts playing –

? Gallan Goodiyan... ?

Crowd me excitement failti hai. Taz sabse pehle dance floor pe aata hai aur meme-style step karta hai:

Taz

Taz: Mujhe dance dekhke log kehte hain: bhai yeh kya hil raha hai?

Main kehta hoon: feeling baby, it's the feeling!

Sab hansne lagte hain. Arjun Shanu ke saath hook step karta hai, aur Ammu bhi beech me aakar thoda twirl maar leti hai. Sab dance floor pe jam rahe hote hain.

Ammu Arjun ke shoulder pe thappad maarke kehti hai

Ammu

Ab bas bhi karo Shahid Kapoor, sab log tumhe nahi dekh rahe.

Arjun thoda close ho ke whisper karta hai:

Arjun

Tu bolti reh... log mujhe dekh bhi rahe hain, aur tu bhi.

Ammu aankhein ghumake door chali jaati hai, aur Arjun victory smile deta hai.

Meanwhile...

Dance floor ke beech se, Zaheer slowly Shanu ka haath pakad leta hai. Shanu startled hoti hai par smile control nahi kar pati. Zaheer usse side corner garden area me le jaata hai — jaha halki roshni, white curtains aur thoda secluded setup hota hai.

Shanu aankhon me sawal le kar uski taraf dekhti hai. Zaheer ek kadam aur paas aata hai, uska haath uthata hai aur uske hath ki ungli me hazra pehnata hai — ek subtle, simple si diamond-studded ring.

Shanu soft voice me muskurati hai:

Shanu

Zaheer... yeh kab decide kiya?

Zaheer bas aankhon se reply deta hai — ek proud but soft smile ke saath.

Zaheer (eyes only)

Make it big, baby.

Shanu ki aankhon me paani sa bhar jaata hai, lekin wo sirf hansi ke saath uske gale lag jaati hai. Zaheer use tightly hold karta hai, dono moment ko quietly enjoy karte hain — door se dhol bajta rahta hai, crowd ki taaliyon ki awaaz aati rehti hai.

[b]Scene ends with a wide shot — jaha dance floor chamak raha hota hai, aur garden ke corner me Shanu aur Zaheer ek dream ki tarah moment share kar rahe hote hain.[/b]

[b][b]Engagement Ceremony – Ring Exchange Se Just Pahle – Boys vs Girls Nok-Jhonk[/b][/b]

Stage abhi tak set ho raha hota hai ring exchange ke liye. Dhol ki beats halki ho gayi hoti hain, lekin energy high rehti hai. Garden area ke ek side pe Priya ki girl gang – Ammu, Shanu, Nikhat aur kuch aur dost – line laga ke khadi hoti hain. Dusri taraf Nakul ke dost bante hai , including Arjun, Zaheer, Taz and others, full swag ke saath.

Taz aankhon pe chashma set karta hai aur dramatic andaaz me bolta hai:

Taz

Aaj ki shaam... do doston ki nahi, do jhaado ki shaam hai.

Shaadi hone ja rahi hai… aur ladke khatre me hai!

Sab boys OHHHHHHH! kar ke shout karte hain.

Shanu haath kamar pe rakh kar aage badhti hai:

Shanu

Khatra to tumhare liye hai, kyunki Priya sirf Nakul ki nahi…

Independent queen hai. Use sambhalna har kisi ke bas ka nahi.

Ammu mic jaisi ek spoon uthati hai aur Nakul ki taraf ishara karke kehti hai:

Ammu

Beta Nakul... abhi bhi waqt hai. Last exit highway se abhi guzra hai.

Turn le lo, warna tumhare khwabon ka EMI chalu hone wala hai.

Ladkiyan Hoooooo! kar ke shout karti hain.

Zaheer haath jod kar jhuk jata hai:

Zaheer

Ammu ji, Priya to sweet hai...

Lekin aapki team ka sarcasm T20 ka bouncer lagta hai!

Arjun cool andaaz me aage aata hai, sherwani ka collar set karta hai:

Arjun

Dekho bhaiyo... humara bhai Nakul ab single nahi raha.

Kal tak Thug Life, aaj se Mug Life.

Taz turant bolta hai:

Taz

Bhai tumne ring pehnayi nahi,

Aur ladkiyon ne already password change karwa diya.

Ladkiyan hans padti hain, lekin Nikhat counter maar deti hai:

Nikhat

Ring to symbol hai,

Lekin control to pehle se hi Priya ke paas tha.

Beta tum log kabhi bhi "Bhabhi permission" ke bina chaay bhi nahi pee paoge ab.

Shanu Ammu ke saath high five karti hai.

Arjun (thoda cheekily)

Par ek baat kehni padegi...

Ladkiyan har jagah jeet jati hain — debate ho, argument ho… ya ghar ka remote.

Ammu (nose flare karke, flirting tone me)

Toh maan lo na…

Control acha hota hai, jab sahi haathon me ho.

Arjun sirf smirk karta hai… jaise ki kuch naughty soch raha ho.

Priya aur Nakul stage ke paas aakar dono camps ke beech me aa jaate hain.

Priya

Guys please!

Mujhe yeh shaadi karni hai, na courtroom fight jeetni

Nakul

Aur mujhe shanti chahiye…

Na ki ye daily dose of fire!

Sab hansne lagte hain. Taz chillaata hai:

Taz

Bhai… tu to gaya re Nakul…

“Kahani ghar ghar ki” season tera start ho gaya!

Sab milke laugh karte hain. Dhol wapas bajne lagta hai aur host announce karta hai:

Announcer

Aur ab waqt aa gaya hai… engagement ring exchange ka!

[b][b]Scene slowly transition hota hai ring exchange ke emotional aur dreamy moment ki taraf…[/b][/b]

[b][b][b]Ring Ceremony – Priya & Nakul's Big Moment[/b][/b][/b]

Garden ke beechon-beech ek beautifully decorated white canopy sajayi gayi thi — fairy lights, fresh white and blush-pink roses, aur backdrop par "Forever Begins" likha hua golden acrylic mein. Mehfil mein halki-halki romantic instrumental violin chal rahi thi.

Sab log ab quietly ek semicircle bana ke khade the. Nakul white sherwani mein calm aur charming lag raha tha, jabki Priya blush pink lehenga mein jaise fairy tale se nikli ho. Uski aankhon mein shyness thi, lekin cheekbones pe happiness ka natural glow.

Host mic uthata hai aur aankhon mein naughty sparkle ke saath bolta hai:

Host

Toh doston…

Woh waqt aa gaya hai… jab Netflix ke subscription se bhi zyada commitment hone wala hai!

Sab mein halki si hansi phoot padti hai. Taz peechhe se bolta hai:

Taz

Ring pehna lo bhai…

Waise bhi yeh aakhri baar hoga jab bina permission ke haath pakad sakoge!

Priya aankh maar ke haansti hai. Nakul sharma jaata hai.

Host

Ladki ke haath mein pehli baar woh cheez aane wali hai…

Jo future mein har baar use ghar ke sare remotes se zyada power degi – engagement ring.

Arjun quietly Priya ke peeche khada hota hai, uske shoulders pe haath rakhta hai.

Uska face soft hota hai, tone full emotional.

Arjun

Kyunki tu meri behen jaisi hai, isliye tujhe sabse pehle main blessing deta hoon.

Always choose love over ego.

Aur Nakul… tu agar isse kabhi hurt kare na, to yaad rakh — main aaj bhi gym jaata hoon.

Priya

Arey baba… ab rona mat shuru kar dena. Mujhe lehenga sambhalna mushkil ho jaayega.

Zaheer bhi Priya ke paas aata hai aur uske mathhe par haath rakhta hai.

Uski aankhon mein dosti bhi hoti hai, protective bhai jaisa feel bhi.

Zaheer

Shaadi sirf pyaar se nahi… patience se bhi chalti hai.

Tu kabhi bhi ghabrana mat. Tere paas hum sab hain.

Shanu whisper kar deti hai:

Shanu

Aur kabhi bhi ladayi ho, toh Nakul ko side room mein lock kar dena.

Taz se chabi le lena. Permanent jugaad hai.

Laughter again spreads.

Finally… spotlight Priya aur Nakul par aa jaata hai.

Host

Aur ab… Nakul, woh ring please…

Nakul box kholta hai. Soft violin aur flute bajta hai. Woh haath aage badhaata hai.

Nakul

Priya… meri life ke sabse beautiful chapter mein tum ho.

Let’s write the rest together.

Priya haansti hai aur ring accept kar leti hai. Sab clap karte hain.

Host

Priya… ab tumhari baari.

Priya ring uthati hai. Arjun aur Zaheer dono aankhon se encouragement dete hain. Taz camera se is moment ko shoot kar raha hota hai.

Priya

Main tujhe sirf accept nahi karti,

Teri har flaw, har weakness, har mood swing ke saath pyaar karti hoon.

Woh ring Nakul ke finger mein pehna deti hai.

Sab log zor se taaliyan bajate hain. Flower shower hone lagta hai. Confetti pop hoti hai. Dhol wapas full beat mein bajta hai.

Ammu, Shanu, Nikhat dance karne lagti hain.

Taz camera leke slow motion mein sabko capture karta hai, kabhi zaheer ke couple-moment, kabhi arjun ke candid smile.

[b][b]Scene ek dreamy happy climax ban jaata hai… lekin camera Arjun aur Zaheer ke expressions pe hold karta hai — jahan claps ke beech bhi ek silent tension ka layer ab bhi zinda hota hai.[/b][/b]

[Greenwood]

reading update 33 . 

one line make me lough very hard. when nikkhat said "Lucky girl Ammu" . what happened to todays girls!!! . are they really loose all their self respect and dignity.   its seems like nikkhat know that arjun had sex with her when he was in a relationship. its cheating with both girls . but instead of get angry she opt to help the cheater to win back the other girl!!!
what will happen when ammu going to know   that arjun was having sex with that girl , when she needed him so bad. is she going to be jealous then ?  

writing skill is wonderful , don't take it otherwise ,  i like this story .

Your feedback is very useful brother 
Keep update me about this story
Thanku for your valuable thought

[Greenwood]

Update 61

Post Ring-Ceremony Moments + Dinner + Couple Dance

Light drizzle jaisa feel dene wale fairy lights ab aur bhi zyada chamak rahe the. Freshly mowed lawn par round dinner tables lag chuki thi — white satin tablecloths, peach roses ke centerpieces, aur chhoti chhoti tealight candles.

Background mein soft romantic piano chal raha tha… sab guests dinner serve karwa rahe the ya tables par apni groups mein masti kar rahe the. Kahin kisi table pe Taz dal makhani ko "black gold" keh raha tha, to kahin Shanu Priya ke cousins ke saath gossip kar rahi thi.

Lekin us bheed mein ek soft magical silence tha — jaise shaam kisi khwab se mil rahi ho.

Host mic uthata hai, aur garden ke beech dance floor ki taraf ishara karta hai.

Host

Doston… ab waqt hai dil se dil tak jaane wali performance ka…

Let’s welcome our newest engaged couple — Priya & Nakul!

Lights dim hoti hain. Spotlight bas dance floor par.

Slow instrumental version of Raabta (Agent Vinod) bajta hai — ek dreamy violin-led version.

Priya aur Nakul ek dusre ke samne khade hote hain. Nakul ke haath Priya ke kamar tak jaate hain… Priya apne haath uske shoulders pe rakh deti hai. Dheere dheere dono dance karna shuru karte hain — movements soft, close, almost cinematic.

Sab log dekh rahe hote hain, lekin ek kone mein Ammu khadi hoti hai. Uski plate abhi bhi empty hoti hai. Uski aankhon mein sirf ek chehra reflect ho raha hota hai — Arjun.

Woh khud se softly sochti hai…

Ammu (internal monologue)

Kaash yeh moment mera hota…

Woh meri kamar pakadta… main uski aankhon mein jhankti…

Aur phir duniya ke sab sounds mute ho jaate.

Visual flash hota hai — dreamlike filter mein Arjun Ammu ka same dance. Arjun black tuxedo mein, Ammu silver lehenga mein… Ammu blush karte hue Arjun ke chest se lag jaati hai, Arjun uske kaan ke paas kuch kehta hai… woh bas smile karti hai aur aankh band kar leti hai.

Wapas present mein…

Ammu ke paas Taz aata hai.

Taz

Ae heroine…

Tu Priya ko dekh ke DDLJ part 2 shoot kar rahi hai kya andar hi andar?

Ammu hansi chhupate hue Taz ke shoulder pe thapki deti hai.

Ammu

Ja na… khaana le aa. Mujhe bhookh lag gayi.

Taz

Khaana?

Main toh tere sapno ka rishta leke aaya hoon.

Woh ek silver plate mein butter naan aur paneer tikka laa ke uske haath mein pakda deta hai aur meme-style bolta hai:

Taz (in meme tone)

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Ammu hansi se jhuk jaati hai, aur thoda blush bhi karti hai.

Dusri taraf Arjun bhi corner mein khada hota hai, Priya aur Nakul ka dance dekhte hue.

Uska focus thoda Priya par, lekin aankhen baar-baar Ammu ki taraf chali jaati hain — jahan Ammu dreamy lag rahi hoti hai, uski khamoshi mein kuch khaas chhupa hota hai.

Suddenly background mein DJ bolta hai:

DJ

Alright folks! Now it’s time for a Group Couple Dance!

All couples, friends, jodis… come join the dance floor!

Shanu ekdum se Ammu ka haath kheenchti hai:

Shanu

Tu dreamy mode se bahar aa ja rani…

Aaja, let’s kill this beat!

Ammu resist karti hai lekin Shanu usse kheench le jaati hai. Taz, Nikhat, sab log dance floor pe aa jaate hain.

Arjun… thoda door khada hota hai… but Ammu uske direction mein dekhti hai — aankhon se softly signal deti hai: Aaja.

Arjun ek second hesitation karta hai… phir ek subtle smile ke saath chala aata hai.

Scene freeze hota hai — spotlight on dancing crowd… background mein “Galliyan Returns (Slow Reverb)” chal raha hota hai…

Lekin camera Arjun aur Ammu ke beech ke 3-inch ke distance pe rukta hai. Dono ke chehre close… aankhen aligned… lekin beech mein ab bhi kuch unspoken.

Shanu’s Bedroom – Late Night

Engagement ceremony ke baad ka halka halka tiredness, lekin ek alag hi halka-pan bhi tha dil ke kone mein. Woh raat ka ek ajeeb hissa tha, jahan sab kuch khatam ho chuka tha… lekin dil mein kuch naya shuru hua lagta tha.

Shanu apne room mein thi, lights off thi, sirf bedside lamp ka soft golden glow tha. Woh white night suit mein apne bed ke centre mein let kar ceiling ki taraf dekh rahi thi… kuch sochti, phir muskurati… phir fir se blush karti.

Uske haath ki ungliyon mein ek chhoti si delicate ring thi — thin silver band jiske centre mein ek tiny rose quartz stone chamak raha tha. Simple, soft… bilkul uski tarah.

Woh apni ring ko ghoorti rahi — haathon ko thoda twist karke us angle mein dekhti jahan us par light padti aur stone pink chamak jaata.

Shanu (internal monologue)

Zaheer…

Tere jaise rude, sarcastic, weird aadmi ko main kyun itna pyaar karne lagi hoon?

Tere us “make it big, baby” wale confidence ko main kyun itna adorable samajhne lagi hoon?

Kya problem hai mujh mein?

Uske lips se ek chhoti si suppressed hansi nikal gayi.

Phir woh moment uske dimaag mein flash hua — jab Zaheer ne uska haath khud pakad kar ring uski ungli mein pehnai thi.

Dance floor ke kone mein… lights blink kar rahi thi… music loud tha… lekin us waqt Shanu ke liye bas uski heartbeat sunai de rahi thi.

Zaheer ne kuch nahi kaha tha — bas aankhon se woh sab keh diya tha jo shayad shabdon mein bigad jaata.

Uske aankhon ka wo “you’re mine” waala stare…

Uska woh confident smirk…

Aur haan, woh “make it big, baby” jaisa dialogue bhi… jisme flirting, pride, aur thoda possessiveness sab kuch tha.

Shanu (internal monologue)

Main tujhe miss karne lagi hoon zaheer.

Aur yeh abhi abhi hua… issi ring ke saath.

Usne ek deep sa breath liya…

Phir dheere se apne haath ko apne chest ke paas laya, jaise ring ko dil ke kareeb rakh rahi ho…

Aur phir ek sharp blush aaya — itna intense ki woh bas takiya uthake apna muh usme chhupa leti hai…

Shanu (muffled in pillow)

Uff! Stop smiling, Shanu! Pagal lag rahi hai tu!

Camera thoda zoom out hota hai — soft lamp light mein ek ladki ki silhouette takiye mein chhupi hoti hai… ek chhoti si ring uski ungli mein shine karti hai… aur room mein ek romantic khamoshi hoti hai — jaise pyar wahan sirf mehsoos ho, bola nahi jaata.

Zaheer’s Room – Same Night

Ceremony ke baad sab log apne ghar laut chuke hain. Lights off hain, room mein sirf laptop screen ki dull blue glow hai. Zaheer apne study table par baitha hai. White T-shirt, black track pants, thoda sa utra hua expression. Table par uska old rough diary padhi hai… saath hi kuch scattered documents, ek calendar aur ek open notebook jisme kuch scribbled lines hain.

Uske saamne laptop par ek form khula hai — “International Sports Management Fellowship – Final Submission”.

Deadline: 3 days left.

Woh blank stare se screen dekh raha hai. Cursor form ke naam ke box par blink kar raha hai. Jaise sawaal kar raha ho — “Tu ready hai?”

Zaheer diary ke pages palatne lagta hai.

Kahi ek corner par likha hota hai —

“24– Complete Masters”

“25– Start coaching under any national program”

“26– Apply abroad if confident.”

Zaheer thoda sarcastic smile deta hai.

Zaheer (softly)

23 ho gaya hoon… aur abhi tak confident hone ka wait kar raha hoon. Agle 2 saal me master bhi complete karni or yaha graduation me hi tatte sukhe ja rahe hai Wah Zaheer bhai, kya planning hai.

Woh chair se uthta hai, room mein chakkar lagata hai.

Almirah ke andar se ek purana jersey nikalta hai — Team Jaipur, 17 number.

Us jersey ko dekh kar kuch seconds ke liye uske aankhon mein ek spark jhalakta hai… phir phir se doubt ka ek shadow chhaj jaata hai.

Zaheer (under breath, upar dekh kar jaise baat kar raha hu uparwale se)

Kab tak dusron ke match mein linesman ban ke khada rahunga…

Kuch ho sakta hai kya, I mean jyada kuch nahi mang raha hu....

Phir woh diary ko band karta hai, laptop ke form ko minimize karta hai aur phone uthata hai. Lock screen par ek notification blink karta hai —

Shanu: “Safe reach text karna, warna tujhe dhoondhne aaungi.”

Zaheer ki nazar us text par ruk jaati hai.

Wo kuch seconds ke liye bas screen ko ghoorta rehta hai… phir halka sa smirk uske chehre pe aata hai.

Woh whisper karta hai, jaise usi khyaal mein kho gaya ho.

Zaheer (softly)

Iss ladki ko seriously kya problem hai?

Koi itna important kaise ban jaata hai… bina try kiye?

Phone abhi bhi uske haath mein hai. Screen pe Shanu ka naam, ek heart emoji ke saath.

Zaheer thoda back rest par jhukta hai, phone ko apne chest ke paas rakhta hai… uski aankhon mein tension ka asar ab bhi dikh raha hota hai — par us tension ke beech ek ajeeb si muskurahat uthti hai.

Ek halka, pyara sa curve — jo zaroori nahi tha, lekin unstoppable tha.

Zaheer (softly)

Ajeeb hai tu bhi… aur ye feeling bhi.

Room ka scene slow fade hota hai…

Aur last frame mein sirf uski muskurahat rehti hai — ek insaan jo apne future ke pressure se joojh raha hai, par uske dil mein ek wajah hai, jo uss pressure ko thoda halka kar deti hai…

Ammu’s Room – Late Night

Function ke shor ke baad ghar mein ab sirf halke halke awaazon ka jadoo baaki hai… kitchen mein bartan set ho rahe hain, drawing room ke lights dim ho chuke hain. Ammu apne room mein aayi hai — thaki hui, lekin aankhon mein ek halka sa sparkle hai.

Wo mirror ke samne khadi hai. Lehenge ka dupatta ek shoulder se halka sa sarak chuka hai, aur wo apne heavy earrings khol rahi hai Dressing table pe scattered jewelry — bangles, rings, pins.

Uske chehre par soft, dreamy si muskaan hai… jaise poore evening ka rewind uski aankhon ke saamne chal raha ho — Priya-Nakul ka dance,  Arjun ki us par chhupi nazar…

Ammu (under breath, muskurate hue)

Pata nahi sabki shaadiyon mein itna magic kyun hota hai…

Wo apni kamar se dori kholti hai, blouse halkasa loose hota hai, par mirror se nazar nahi hata rahi… ek haath se jewellery utarti, doosre haath se hairstyle khole wali hoti hai — ki ACHAAANAK darwaaza DHADAAMMM se khulta hai… aur almost saath hi band bhi ho jaata hai — ek thud ke saath.

Ammu literal jump kar jaati hai, aankh phaad ke door ki taraf dekhti hai.

Ammu (gusse aur dar ke beech)

Kaun hai?! Pagal ho kya?!

Window ke glass se ek halke yellow light ka cone inside girta hai… aur us cone mein ek silhouette aata hai… tall, casual, thoda sheepish…

Arjun.

Black shirt, folded sleeves, collar thoda messed up… jisme clearly dikh raha hai ki wo gate se chhup chhup ke andar ghusa hai.

Ammu ki aankhen shock se normal hoti hain… phir narrow… aur phir ghussa full volume pe.

Wo turant aage jaake Arjun ke chest pe ek punch jodti hai — not super hard, but thoda emotional release wala.

Ammu

Dimag kharab hai kya?! Aise ghussa jaata hai koi room mein?! Main kapde badal rahi thi!!

Arjun haath uthata hai, jaise surrender mein.

Arjun (husky voice, slow grin ke saath)

Kapde toh abhi bhi wahi hain… change toh kiya nahi tumne.

Ammu aankh roll karti hai, gusse mein muh moad leti hai. Arjun thoda aur close aata hai, lekin wo uski taraf dekhti bhi nahi.

Ammu dressing table ke paas jaake phir se apna kaam shuru karti hai — necklace utarna, hairpins nikalna Arjun uski back dekh raha hota hai… jaise kuch kehna ho lekin timing samajh nahi aa raha.

Ammu halka sa jhuk ke ek pin nikal rahi hoti hai, tabhi Arjun soft tone mein murmur karta hai…

Arjun (with a smirk)

Aaj raat agar tu yeh lehenga mein mere saath cuddle karti…

toh gareeb ki zindagi sach mein successful ban jaati.

Ammu ka haath ek second ke liye ruka… mirror ke reflection mein uski aankhen Arjun se mili — shocked… amused… impressed… aur mildly flustered.

Phir wo aankhon se ek “Huh!” wala expression banati hai, zubaan bahar nikaalti hai chhoti si chidhaane waali style mein…

Arjun bed se khada hota hai or dhire dhire Ammu ki taraf badhta hai Ammu se mirror ke through dekh rahi hoti hai or uske hath kaam karte karte ruk jate hai.. arjuj ab ammu ke bilkul kareeb aa chuka tha or wo Ammu ke kamar se bilkul sat kar khada tha usne apne hath ammu ki kamar me rakhe or ammu ki body me sirhan paida ho gayi,ammu ki aankhein badi ho gayi or arjun apne hath move karta hua ammu ke hatho tak le aaya or uski aakhiri bachi hairpin bhi nikalne laga... Ammu use mirror ke through dekh rahi thi or Arjun ne ab jo kiya usse Ammu ki aankhein band ho gayi... Usne Ammu ke baal side karke uski neck me ek halka sa kiss kar diya or Ammu ki ek sigh nikal gayi... Ammu ka badan tight hone laga or Arjun ne kas kar ammu ki hatheliyo ko jakad liya... Arjun ne Ammu ke kaan ke piche ek kiss kiya or Ammu ki saanse ek km/hour or tez ho gayi... Arjun ne mirror me Ammu ki taraf dekha jiski aankhein band thi, Arjun ne ek smile di or Ammu ko pakad kar ghuma diya... Ammu is hamle se aankhein kholti hai or arjun ki aankho me dekhti hai arjun ne apna ek hath niche kiya or ammu ko god me utha liya... Ammu ne apne hatho se arjun ke gale ka support liya... God me uthaye huye hi dono ka eye contact barabar bana hua tha lekin dono ke face expression ekdam shant they... Jaise ki unhe maloom hai ki aage kya hoga... Arjun bed tak aata hai or Ammu ko bed par leta deta hai ...

Ammu apne ko adjust karti hai or bed me pichhe ki taraf khiskati hai jaise ki wo arjun ke liye jagah bana rahi ho... Is waqt bhi dono me eye contact barabar bana hua tha... Or arjun uski aankho me dekhte huye hi apna shirt nikalne lagta hai, ammu ke muh se ek baar ek sigh or arjun ka naam nikalta hai...

Ammu(sigh)

Ahhhh... Arjunnnnnnn

Lekin arjun uske honto par ungli rakh deta hai or apna shirt nikal kar bed par ammu ke barabar let jata hai.... Ammu ek karwat leti hai or ab uski pith arjun ki taraf thi... Arjun uski pith se chipak jata hai or ab Ammu ke shant face expression par ek sharm ki smile aati hai....

Ammu ki pith ab Arjun ki chest se lagi hai. Dono sideways cuddle mein aa chuke hain. Arjun ka ek haath uske waist ke across gaya hai, doosra uske baalon ko halki si ungliyon se chhune laga.Kuch seconds sirf silence… us silence mein dono ka breathing ek rhythm mein merge hone laga.

Arjun ne uske lehenga ko uthaya… sirf itna ki dono comfortably ek dusre ke aur kareeb aa sakein. Uska touch subtle tha… respectful… lekin possessive bhi.

Arjun (whispering)

Tu har shaam itni khoobsurat hoti hai… ya aaj hi meri aankhon ne sach mein dekhna seekha hai?

Ammu ne aankhen bandh kar ke soft sa smile kiya. Uski saanson ka pace slow ho gaya tha. Arjun ke fingers ab uski kamar pe slowly rub kar rahe the… warmth create karte hue.

Ammu ne peeche palat ke kuch nahi kaha… bas uski haath Arjun ke haath ke upar rakh diya… tight, still, and soft.

is bich Ammu ki dhadkan bahut bahut tez ho chuki thi or usne ek baar arjun ko aisa karne se rokna bhi chaha lekin uska hath apne apa wapas bedsheet ko pakad liya... Ab Ammu or arjun ka cuddle is tarah hai ki ek taraf ammu leti hai karwat leke or uske bilkul piche chipak kar arjun leta hai... Ammu arjun ke hath par sir rakhe huye hai or uska lehenga pura kamar tak utha hua hai or uski panty me kaid ass arjun ke thighs ko lag rahi hai... Arjun is waqt topless hai or ammu bhi almost semi nude...

Ammu ke cheeks thode se garam ho gaye. Usne apna face thoda chhupane ke liye takiye mein daba diya… lekin uske back se lag kar Arjun ka smile aur aur gehra ho gaya.

Us raat… dono waisi hi position mein… cuddle karte hue… bina kisi heavy conversation ke… sirf ek dusre ki saanson mein gum ho gaye

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Update 62




Sunday ki ek subah or Mohalle ke kone wali gali mein ladko ka street cricket chal raha tha. Patli si gali, dono taraf gharon ki deewar, ek end pe dustbin ka stump, dusre end pe ek rang birangi chhoti si gully crowd. Har shot ke saath loud cheer, thaliyon se bajti awaazein aur peechhe radio pe bajta purana song.
Arjun batting kar raha tha. Sleeveless tee, messed-up hair, aankhon mein wo hi usual intense calmness. Ball aayi, usne full swing me maara — aur ball seedha chali gayi Zaheer ke ghar ki chhat par.
Taz
Arrey gaya re gaya! Ball gaya upper!
Arjun thoda casually bola
Arjun
Main le aata hoon... Zaheer ki chhat pe hi gaya hai
Wo bat ko ek side rakh ke chhat ki seedhi chadh gaya. Sabko laga 2 minute mein wapas aa jaayega...
Lekin chhat par jaate hi uska kadam ruk gaya.
Neeche chhat ke kone mein, Ammu jhuki hui, kapde dhoti dikh gayi. Kaala cotton kurta uske gile kapdon se chipak gaya tha. Dupatta ek side latak gaya tha... uske bal gardan se chipak gaye the... ghutno ke bal jhuki Ammu ek white kurta rinse kar rahi thi, aur Arjun ke aankhon ne moment ko pause kar liya.
Wo thoda sa jakar gaya — usne ball uthaya, lekin nazar nahi hata paaya. Chest ka curve jahan se kurta thoda loose ho gaya tha, uske upper boobs pahle se hi thoda show ho rahe they or jaise hi ammu kapda nichodne ke liye thoda jhuki uske sine se kamiz loose hoke niche latakne laga or uske bra me qaid gol mote chuche arjun ki aankho ke samne they, aur uske collar bone se girti paani ki boondein...
Ammu ko maloom bhi nahi tha ki is Arjun kya experience kar raha tha uske body par or yaha Arjun ne ek deep sa breath liya aur ball niche fenk di.
Arjun (neeche cheekhta hua)
Khelo bhai! Abhi aaya... chacha ne upar se kaam de diya!
Ammu, bina dekhe bhi samajh gayi.
Ammu
Jhute... chacha dikh kahan rahe tujhe?
Arjun uske paas aa kar ek purani plastic stool pe baith gaya. Thoda lean hokar uske paas bola
Arjun
Chacha nahi dikh rahe... lekin tumhare paas zaroor kuch important kaam hai... help kar doon?
Ammu uski taraf dekhe bina, kapda nichodti rahi. Lekin uske hont pe ek halki si teasing smile aa chuki thi.
Ammu
Tujhe na... bas mauka chahiye hota hai flirt karne ka...
Arjun thoda aur paas hote hua, uski elbow pe tickling sa touch kar ke bola
Arjun
Mauka hota hai ya tum mauka ban jaati ho... mujhe abhi tak samajh nahi aaya...
Ammu ne thoda fake gussa dikhaya, lekin aankhon mein sharmahat thi. Kapda thoda zor se nichoda, aur paani ka chhidka Arjun ke pairon par chala gaya.
Ammu
Bas kar... nahi to ball ke sath tujhe bhi niche fenk dungi!
Arjun hansa... stool se uthte hue bola
Arjun
Kya karoon... tum jab paani mein hoti ho na... to main poora bheeg jaata hoon...

Ammu ab taar pe ek freshly washed white shirt sukha rahi thi. Uske haathon se paani tapak raha tha, aur hawa mein kapde flutter kar rahe the. Arjun abhi bhi stool par tha, lekin uski aankhen sirf Ammu par.
Thoda casually, jaise mazaak mein kuch yaad aaya ho, usne phir ek baat chhedi.
Arjun
Waise… cuddle acha kar leti hai tu
Ammu ka haath ruk gaya. Usne halka sa ghoor ke dekha us taraf. Narrow eyes, thoda sa warning tone.
Ammu
Har waqt kya cuddle cuddle... har waqt hi mangta rehta hai tu!
Arjun sarcastic smile ke sath bola
Arjun
Abhi mangi hi kaha hai… jo tu itna uchal rahi hai?
Ammu ne ek sharp breath li, Sirf uski aankhon ka expression badla  thoda confused, thoda react karne ke liye ready… lekin wo wapas shirt ko taar pe tangane lagi.
10 seconds ke andar…
Uski aankhon mein realization aayi… fir cheek pe halki si muskaan… wo halki si blush karte hue apna muh neeche jhuka leti hai. Hairline pe chhoti si muskurahat, jaise Arjun ki baat finally dimaag tak pahunchi ho.
Uski peeth Arjun ki taraf thi… aur Arjun ne bas wahan se, bina kuch bole, use dekha.
Uske gile baalon ke neeche se gardan ki halki si chamak, uska blush karte hue halkasa hilta hua kandha, aur ek chhupi si sharam jo sirf Arjun hi dekh sakta tha.
Arjun apne stool se khada nahi hua… bas dono haathon se stool ke edge pakad ke halka sa jhuka… aankhon mein wo lazy, lamba stare…
Ammu taar pe shirt sukhakar ab apna dupatta dhoondh rahi thi, lekin Arjun ab bhi stool par tha, cheek pe halka sa lazy smile leke… aankhon se uska har reaction capture karte

Ammu ne halki si thap thap apne haathon se chest cover karte hue Arjun ko warning wali aankhon se dekha
phir neeche jhuk ke dupatta uthaya aur jaise hi usne shoulder pe daala—
Tabhi chhat ke chhote se gate ki kunchi khulne ki awaaz aayi…
Asma (casually, bina kuch mehsoos kiye)
Ammuuu…chal baba samose laye hai
Ammu literally freeze ho gayi. Uske haathon mein abhi bhi aadha lapeta hua dupatta tha… aur aankhon mein ek chhupi si guilt plus embarrassment.
Ek second mein dupatta ache se lehrate hue shoulder pe daalti hai, baal sambhalti hai… aur Asma ki taraf ek awkward sa smile.
Ammu
Haan… aa rahi hoon… tu jaa, main bas ek minute mein…
Asma (bina kuch samjhe, seedha seedha)
Waise bhaiya ko bhi bula le, cricket abhi khatam nahi hua…
Arjun, jise ab tak Asma ne notice tak nahi kiya tha, stool par casually baithe-baithe thoda cough kar deta hai.
Arjun
Main aa raha hoon, Asma madam… pehle ball chacha ke kaam se wapas lana zaroori tha…
Asma aankhon ko thoda sa squint karti hai, jaise kuch sense banane ki koshish kar rahi ho. Phir shoulders ucha ke seedhi neeche chali jaati hai.
Asma (jaa kar bolti hai)
Weird log.
Ammu ne ek lambi saans li, aur phir Arjun ki taraf dekhte hue phusphusa kar boli
Ammu
Yeh sab tere chakkar mein ho gaya, warna main toh shaanti se kapde sukhane aayi thi…
Arjun khada hota hai, dupatta ko halki si nazar se dekhte hue teasing tone mein
Arjun
Shaanti toh abhi bhi hai… bas thoda “hot” ho gayi hai…
Ammu ne uski taraf ek kapda uthake maar diya
Ammu
Uff shut up Arjun!
neeche se Asma ki awaaz aati hai
Asma
Ammu jaldi kar! samose thande ho rahe hain!
Ammu
Aa rahi hoon!!
Ek last glance dono ke beech… ek halka blush aur smile share hoti hai… phir Ammu jaise hi seedhi hoti hai, Arjun uske balon ke beech se ek halki si finger se pull karta hai
Arjun
Cuddle baad mein yaad dilaa dena…
Ammu ka muh khula reh jaata hai, lekin usse kuch kehne ka mauka nahi milta — wo bas hamesha ki tarah uski baat pe blush karke neeche bhaag jaati hai.

Sunday evening — Zaheer’s house, drawing room
Ghar ke drawing room mein shaam ki ek halke narangi roshni thi. Chai ke cup table par rakhe ja chuke the, aur TV ka volume low tha. Zaheer ek purani file dekh raha tha, jisme kuch previous competitions ke papers aur notes the. Tabhi uska phone baja  screen pe naam tha: Prof. Menon (HoD).
Zaheer ne turant phone uthaya, thoda formally.
Zaheer
Hello sir… good evening.
Prof. Menon (phone pe, calm but direct)
Good evening Zaheer. Tumse ek important baat karni thi. Is hafte Delhi mein ek National General Study & Awareness Quiz Competition ho raha hai. Har saal ki tarah humara college bhi participate kar raha hai.
Zaheer ne turant thoda sa lean karke suna, uske chehre pe alertness aa gayi.
Prof. Menon
Waise to humne is saal Anushka se contact kiya tha, but unfortunately she’s dropped out — kidney stone issue. So now, we’ve unanimously decided to send you as the lead contestant.
Zaheer (thoda stunned, but quietly thrilled)
Me, sir?
Prof. Menon
Yes. Kal subah college aana, mujhe office mein milna. Forms, travel brief aur coordination sab karwa dena hai. Ek aur baat… yeh quiz individual nahi, team format mein hota hai. Tumhe ek junior partner chahiye hoga smart aur reliable. Uska bhi decide karke batana kal.
Zaheer
Yes sir… I’ll be there sharp.
Prof. Menon
Good. Don’t disappoint us.
Phone cut hota hai.
Zaheer ne kuch seconds ke liye phone ko dekha… fir dheere se rakh diya. Uski aankhon mein ek halki si chamak aa gayi thi woh excitement jo sirf kisi unexpected mauke ke milne par aati hai. Usne seedha ho kar deep sa breath liya.
Apne haathon se table pe rakhi ek pen uthayi, aur soch mein doob gaya. Dimaag me ab sawal ghoomne lage the
Kaun ho sakta hai mera partner? Kisko le jaaun Delhi?
Phir usne ek chhoti si confident smile di… jaise kisi ek naam par dil aur dimaag dono ek ho gaye ho.
wo quietly apne room ki taraf chala gaya, darwaza band karte hi uski silhouette disappear ho gayi.
Monday Morning – College Campus, HoD Office

College ki chhoti si pathway par Zaheer steady steps mein chal raha hota hai. Subah ka time hai, students apne classes ke liye idhar-udhar ja rahe hain. Uske haathon mein ek file hai — neatly packed, ready for whatever is ahead. Uske chehre par calm seriousness hai… lekin aankhon mein ek focused sparkle.
HoD Prof. Menon ka room college ke academic block ke pehle floor par hai. Zaheer knock karta hai.
Prof. Menon (andar se, without looking up)
Come in.
Zaheer
Good morning, sir.
Prof. Menon (smiling lightly, glasses utarte hue)
Ah… Zaheer. Punctual as always. Baitho.
Zaheer file table pe rakhta hai aur saamne wali kursi par bait jaata hai.
Prof. Menon
Toh… Delhi ke liye tayyar ho?
Zaheer
Yes, sir. Completely.
Prof. Menon
Good. Aur partner?
Zaheer (directly, bina hesitation)
Shanu… Shanaya Singh. She’s in second year, Political Science.
Prof. Menon (thoda surprised, fir thoughtful)
Interesting choice. Bright student hai. Sharp bhi. Tum dono ki wavelength milti hai?
Zaheer (halka sa smile karta hai)
Yes sir. We’ve worked together before on some college events. She’s quick and composed under pressure.
Menon sir kuch seconds ke liye uske expression ko padte hain. Fir ek approval mein sir halate hain.
Prof. Menon
Theek hai. I trust your judgment. Main Shanu ko bhi inform karwa deta hoon. Tum usse khud bhi brief kar lena — yeh dono ka preparation time limited hoga.
Zaheer
Yes sir. I’ll take care of that.
Menon table se ek printed schedule nikaalte hain aur uske saamne rakh dete hain.
Prof. Menon
Yeh raha poora schedule. Kal tak tumhara train ticket aur ID pass ready ho jaayega. Tum, tumhara partner, aur humare history department se Mishra sir jaa rahe hain as academic coordinator. Saath mein college ke ek admin staff bhi hoga — that’s it.
Zaheer casually paper ko glance karta hai. Dates, timings, quiz rounds — sab clearly mentioned.
Prof. Menon (leaning back in chair)
You know Zaheer… jab tum pehli baar fresher ke quiz mein first aaye the, mujhe laga tha ki tumhara potential sirf academics tak simit nahi. Tum leadership mein natural ho.
Zaheer thoda sa awkwardly smile karta hai.
Zaheer
Thank you, sir… aapka guidance bhi toh mila hamesha.
Prof. Menon
Guidance tabhi kaam karta hai jab student me seekhne ki bhookh ho. Aur tum woh ho.
Ek chhota sa pause hota hai. Fir Menon sir thoda informal tone mein bolte hain.
Prof. Menon (chuckling)
haan… don’t let distractions interfere. Delhi is a big opportunity. Show them what our college stands for.
Zaheer (confidently)
We won’t disappoint, sir.
Menon sir uski file band karke wapas dete hain.
Prof. Meono
Acha nahi laga tumhe football team se bahar hote huye, khair... Ab yeh chance hai tumhe fir se captian banne ka
Pause...
Alright. You’re dismissed, captain.
Zaheer khade hoke ek formal nod karta hai. Room se nikalta hai — lekin andar se kaafi charged feel kar raha hota hai. Corridor ke end tak chalte hue uske dimaag me ek hi thought repeat ho raha hota hai:
Kal tak Shanu ko batana hoga… uska reaction kya hoga?
College Campus – Back Garden Area (Lunch Break Time)

Garmi thodi mild ho gayi thi, aur college ke garden area mein peepal ke ped ke neeche chhoti si stone bench par Shanu apna lunch box khol kar baithi thi. Aas-paas students idhar-udhar ghoom rahe the, lekin un dono ke beech ek chhoti si private bubble jaisa feel ho raha tha.

Zaheer apne hands pocket mein daal ke uske saamne khada hota hai, halki si mischievous smile ke sath.

Zaheer
Chalegi mere saath?
Shanu (eyebrow utha kar)
Kaha?
Zaheer (shoulders ucha kar casually bolta hai)
Dilli.
Shanu (thoda sarcastic laugh karte hue)
Tu… aur Dilli? Tu to mere ghar par aane me darta hai. Aur mujhe Dilli le jayega?
Zaheer kuch nahi bolta. Sirf ek faint smile deta hai, jaise ki uske expression me kuch secret chhupa ho.

Tabhi Shanu ka phone ring karta hai. Screen pe flash hota hai — Prof. Menon (HoD)

Shanu confused expression ke sath call receive karti hai.

Shanu
Hello, sir?
Prof. Menon (phone ke us paar se)
Hello, Shanaya. Tumhe inform karne ke liye call kiya hai. Is hafte Dilli me ek General Studies & Awareness quiz ho raha hai. Tumhare senior Zaheer uska part ban rahe hain aur unhone tumhara naam suggest kiya hai as partner. College tum dono ko nominate kar raha hai officially. Kal final briefing hogi, be ready.

Shanu speechless ho jaati hai. Uski aankhein naturally wide ho jaati hain. Wo dheere se phone ka speaker side karti hai aur Zaheer ki taraf dekhti hai jo ab full smug expression ke saath usse dekh raha hota hai, jaise keh raha ho: tadaaaa.

Prof. Menon (phone pe)
Aur haan… tum dono ke sath Mishra sir aur ek admin staff jaayenge. That’s all. See you tomorrow in my office.
Shanu
Y-yes sir… okay.
Wo call cut karti hai. Phone dheere se neeche rakhti hai… fir aankhon me narrow glare ke sath bolti hai
Shanu
Zaherrrrr…
Zaheer (bina hile, teasing tone me)
Kya hua? Tujhe nahi jaana to bol de… main kisi aur ko puchh leta hoon. Saima — haan, first year wali. Badi tez hai. Notes bhi uske top notch hote hain…
Shanu turant gusse se uska gola pakad leti hai — lekin has bhi rahi hoti hai.

Shanu
Aisa socha bhi to… dekh lena tu. Dilli ke ticket se pehle hospital ka discharge slip leke aana padega tujhe.
Zaheer (halki hansi ke sath, uske haath se gala chhudate hue)
Pagal hai kya… main kisi aur ke sath quiz jeet bhi gaya to maza nahi aayega. Tu nahi ho to sab bekar.
Phir wo uska haath pakadta hai aur apni baahuon me kheench leta hai. Light sa hug, jisme dosti aur chhed-chhad dono ghuli hoti hai.
Zaheer (softly)
Chalegi na?
Shanu (apni cheek uske shoulder pe rakhte hue)
Tu saath ho… to kahin bhi chalungi.
Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekhte hain… aur hasi phoot padti hai.

Peeche se kisi ladki ki awaz aati hai
Arre Shanu! Tu yahan hai? Class start hone wali hai!
Shanu turant zaheer ko halki si elbow maar ke chhup hone ka signal deti hai.
Shanu (zaheer ko aankhon se dhamkati hai)
Tu chupp rehna… mujhe bhi thoda serious dikhna hota hai college me.
Zaheer (whisper karta hai)
Haan, haan. Miss Delhi.
Aur wo dono haste hue alag ho jaate hain — lekin ek nayi excitement ke sath. Quiz se zyada… shayad ek naya safar shuru ho raha tha.
Arjun's House – Drawing Room, Early Evening

Madhu kitchen se fresh fruit juice lekar aayi thi jab Shanu casually couch par baith kar mobile scroll karte hue bolti hai
Shanu
Maa… ek good news hai.
Madhu (excited ho kar)
Bata na, kya hai?
Shanu
Is hafte Dilli jaa rahi hoon. Quiz competition ke liye select hui hoon.
Madhu khush ho jaati hai aur turant Pratap ko bulaati hai. Pratap newspaper fold karke aata hai.
Pratap
Accha! Wah! Kis ke saath jaa rahi hai?
Shanu (thoda sa ruki)
Zaheer ke saath. College ne jodi banaayi hai.
Madhu to smile kar ke haan mein haan milati hai, lekin Arjun jo pass hi dining table ke corner par laptop leke baitha tha, uska expression turant change ho jaata hai.
Arjun (sar uthakar)
Kaun? Zaheer?
Uski aankhon mein wohi purana tension ubhar aata hai. Voice calm hai, lekin tone thoda tight.
Arjun (under his breath)
Great. Ab wo saala Dilli bhi ghoomega…
Shanu ne turant Madhu aur Pratap ki taraf dekha jo kuch nahi samajh paaye, fir casually bola
Shanu
Maa, papa main thoda Arjun se baat kar leti hoon.
Shanu Arjun ke room ke taraf jaati hai. Arjun already waha aa chuka hota hai aur apne room ka darwaza thoda sa khula chhod kar andar aata hai. Shanu uske peeche.

Arjun's Room – Private Moment
Arjun ne apne table ka pen uthakar idhar-udhar ghumate hue poocha
Arjun
Tu seriously uske saath jaa rahi hai?
Shanu (folding arms, calmly)
Haan. Kyun?
Arjun
Kuch nahi. Just... mujhe woh banda pasand nahi hai.
Shanu (gentle tone)
Mujhe pata hai. Par tujhe yeh bhi pata hai, mujhe kaun pasand hai, kis par bharosa hai… woh mai khud choose karti hoon.
Arjun thoda relax karta hai, lekin abhi bhi completely convince nahi hai.

Shanu
Tu chahta hai main jeetun na? Toh mujhe meri marzi ke partner ke saath jaane de. Baaki sab... sambhal lungi.
Arjun aankhon se uski baat accept kar leta hai, lekin bolta kuch nahi. Shanu uske kandhe pe haath rakh kar smile karti hai aur nikal jaati hai.

Scene 2: Zaheer’s House – Drawing Room, Night Time
Zaheer ghar aate hi full energy me hota hai. Asma TV dekh rahi hoti hai, Ammu sofa pe diary likh rahi hoti hai, aur Azhar newspaper padh rahe hote hain.
Zaheer
Sunna sab log! Badi news hai!
Ammu (bina uthe hue)
Tu captain ban gaya kya? Ya Arjun ko boxing me hara diya?
Zaheer
Usse bhi badi baat. Dilli jaa raha hoon. Quiz ke liye.
Asma
Whaaat! Quiz? Tu?
Zaheer (hans kar)
Haan. College ka naam roshan karne. Aur guess karo partner kaun hai?
Ammu
Shanu?
Zaheer aankhon se blink karta hai — bilkul dramatic tareeke se.

Azhar
Arre wah… yeh to badiya khabar hai. Mubarak ho!
Asma turant kitchen ki taraf bhaagti hai.
Asma
Ek minute! Main kuch laati hoon.
Woh rasoi se kuch meetha nikaal ke laati hai — besan ke laddu.
Ammu (laddu lete hue smile karti hai)
meri bas yehi dua hai ki tum dono jeet kar aao zaheer

Zaheer(emotional smile)
jrur... Ammu... Or tu tayar rakhna party mere liye
Ek light, warm, family moment ban jaata hai jisme Asma laddu ka ek tukda uske muh me daalti hai, Azhar uske sir par pyaar se haath rakhte hai, aur Ammu aankhon me mischievous sparkle ke sath taana maarte hue bolti hai
Ammu
Tu quiz jeet lena, warna wo hitler tujhe dauda kar rakh degi
Zaheer kehta hai
Zaheer
Is baar Shanu nahi… Dilli mujhe yaad rakhegi.

[Greenwood]

Update 63




Delhi Departure ki Preparation – Dono Apne Gharon Mein_ Zaheer’s Room – Early Evening
Zaheer apna backpack khol kar bed par rakh deta hai. Ek ek cheez soch-samajh kar pack kar raha hota hai — formal shirt, black jeans, deodorant, toothbrush, files, charger… sab neatly folded. Kabhi kabhi ruk kar list check karta hai.
Table pe ek corner par ek slim sa leather notebook rakha hota hai — jisme usne quiz ke important points likhe hain. Use dekhkar thoda sa smile karta hai.
Zaheer (apne aap se, softly)
Shanu toh already poore syllabus ka encyclopaedia ban chuki hai. Bas meri naak na katwa de Dilli me…
Itne me Asma aati hai door pe knock karke.
Asma
Tumhara power bank kaha gaya bhai? Kal keh raha tha zarurat padegi.
Zaheer
Drawer me dekho… aur haan, ammu se keh dena meri blue bottle bhi rakh de.
Asma andar aake bag me ek small photo frame slip kar deti hai… Zaheer notice karta hai.
Zaheer
Yeh kya hai?
Asma (smiling)
Apna ghar yaad aata rahe, isliye. Aur haan… roj fon karna
Location 2: Shanu’s Room – Same Time
Shanu ka suitcase half open. Ek taraf neatly folded clothes — pastel tops, kurtis, a pair of sneakers. Dusri taraf ek small pouch jisme travel-sized perfume, kajal, comb, and some headache tablets.
Mirror ke saamne khadi ho kar ek moment ke liye khud ko dekhti hai. Baalon ko bandhne lagti hai phir ruk jaati hai.
Shanu (apne aap se, murmuring)
Tu quiz dene ja rahi hai… ya kisi aur ke khayalon me khone?
Wardrobe se ek extra sweater nikalti hai aur pack karti hai.
Tabhi Ammu andar aati hai, haath me ek chhota bag le kar.
Ammu
Isme thode snacks daal diye hain… aur tu Shanu hai, toh medicines bhi.
Shanu
Ammu… mujhe kuch bhi ho jaye, lekin Zaheer ko kabhi kuch na ho. Woh khud to kuch nahi rakhta, bhoolta rehta hai.
Ammu (softly teasing)
Aur tum sab yaad rakhne lagi ho uske liye?
Shanu blush karti hai, par kuch kehti nahi. Sirf ek plain sa nod.
pause
Shanu
Ammu...

Ammu
Haan... Baby
Shanu
Arjun tujhe pasand hai na
Ammu
Behad, beintehaa... Uske bina soch nahi sakti kuch
Pause
Ammu
Lekin tu ye kyu puch rahi achanak
Shanu
Kuch nahi, bas apni nanad se baatein kar rahi thi
Ammu ki aankhein wide ho jati hai,unme chamak aati hai or wo aake shanu ko pakad leti
Ammu
To beta ji, yeh sab chal raha hai or main soch rahi thi ki tu meri kitni help karti hai
Shanu (laugh and smile)
Ab kya karein, teri help karne ka Mann to nahi karta sochti hu marne du sali ko, lekin Tera bhai bahut hot hai yaar...
Ammu (laugh)
Chal... Pagal... I'm really happy ki tum dono sath ho, or tune bata diya warna wo zaheer to kabhi nahi batata

Fir dono ki khatti mithi baatein or ek casual girls talk
Scene fade

Delhi Jaane Se Pehle Ki Raat – Zaheer & Shanu WhatsApp Chatting

Raat ke 11:36 baje. Dono ke rooms ki lights abhi bhi on hoti hain. Bag pack ho chuka hota hai, mummy-papa goodnight bol chuke hote hain… par unka dimaag abhi bhi ek hi baat me uljha hota hai — ek dusre se door to jaa rahe hain, par sath bhi ho rahe hain.
Shanu bed par ulti let kar phone scroll kar rahi hoti hai…
Ek notification pop hota hai — Zaheer?: Online
Uske 2 second baad message aata hai:
Zaheer?:
So… ready Miss Encyclopedia?
Shanu?:
Tu to mujhe Encyclopedia hi bana de… khud kya hai?
Mr. Random Facts?
Zaheer?:
Mr. Handsome Random Facts, please. ?
Tujhe Dilli station par entry ka reason bhi to banana hai.
Shanu?:
Bas kar… dekh kahin sach me mujhe frisk karna pad gaya to bol mat dena waha ki lady staff ko ki yeh meri partner hai ?
Zaheer?:
Main to kahunga meri life partner hai
Ek baar try maar ke dekhta hoon… dekhe kya hota hai? ?
Shanu phone screen dekh ke zor se hansi rokne lagti hai.
Ussi waqt ek message aur aata hai:
Zaheer?:
Waise serious baat… nervous hai?
Shanu?:
Thoda. Itna bada crowd, nayi city, naye log.
Par agar tu sath hai, to mujhe darr nahi lagta.
Zaheer?:
Bas mujhe pakad ke rakhiyo kal… warna tu to dimaag se tez hai, par kabhi kabhi platform galat pakad leti hai ?
Shanu?:
Kya matlab?
Zaheer?:
Matlab Dilli pahunch ke bolna pade yeh to Anand Vihar hai, mujhe to India Gate jaana tha ?
Shanu?:
Stupid. Tu mil gaya na, bas.
Baaki Dilli kya, NASA bhi sambhal lungi.
Zaheer?:
Waise ek baat sach bolun?
Shanu?:
Hmm?
Zaheer?:
Mujhe quiz se zyada excitement tujhe itne din tak uninterrupted time ke liye dekhne ka hai.
Gali,mohalla,ghar, college ke beech mein itna quality time mila hi nahi kabhi.
Shanu?:
Mujhe bhi…
Bas tu zyada flirt karega to main khud hi tera quiz answer bhool jaungi.
Zaheer?:
Flirt to main karta rahunga…
Par ek promise kar — agar hum haar gaye to tu mujhe gussa nahi karegi.
Shanu?:
Main tujhe kabhi haarne nahi dungi.
Aur agar tu kabhi haar gaya…
To bhi main tujhe hug zaroor dungi.
(wo wali… jo terrace par half hug tha, usse zyada tight ?)
Zaheer screen dekh ke khud se muskurata hai.
Zaheer?:
Kal teri is baat ka intezaar rahega.
Ab chal, so ja nerd… nahi to tu kal late uth kar meri train bhi miss karwa degi ?
Shanu?:
Aur agar late ho gayi to?
chhoot gayi to?
Zaheer?:
To Dilli nahi…
Tujhe Goa le jaunga.
Shanu?:
?
Good night, idiot.
Zyada dreams mat dekhna mere saath ke…
Zaheer?:
Tere saath ke dreams nahi dekh raha…
Bas soch raha hoon — jab tu sath hogi to sapne kitne ache honge.
Shanu ka phone band hone se pehle screen par likha hota hai:
Zaheer? is typing…
Phir screen pe kuch nahi aata…
Shanu aankhen band karti hai, aur ek chhoti si muskurahat uske lips par thirakti hai.
Scene fades.

[b]College Campus – Delhi Trip Formalities & Farewell
[/b]
Subah ka waqt, college ka admin block thoda zyada busy lag raha hota hai. Zaheer aur Shanu dono formal yet excited mood me ek dusre ke parallel chal rahe hote hain—hand me forms, ID copies aur ek chhota sa brown envelope jisme train tickets hoti hain.

Office ke bahar ek chhoti si line lagi hoti hai, par Prof. Menon un dono ko andar bula lete hain.

Prof. Menon

Good, good. Dono time pe aa gaye.

Yeh lo tumhare temporary participation IDs… inka use Dilli wale organizers ke saamne karna hoga.

Zaheer ID card dekh kar thoda proud feel karta hai.

Uspe likha hota hai:

Zaheer qureshi | Contestant - National Awareness Quiz | South Campus College

Shanu apna ID receive karte hue Menon sir se poochti hai,

Shanu

Sir, quiz ke rounds ke exact timings mil gaye kya?

Menon ek printout nikal ke deta hai.

Prof. Menon

Yeh raha full schedule. Pehla elimination round parson subah 10 baje hai. Uske baad do aur rounds honge, agar tum qualify karte ho to.

Staff ke sath tumhare stay ke arrangements Daryaganj ke govt guest house me hain. Safe area hai.

Zaheer

Aur train?

Prof. Menon

Kalka Mail. Aaj raat 10:40 baje platform number 7 se hai. Tumhare liye reserved AC 3-tier seats hain. Train ke coach ka number aur seat details ticket par hain.

Shanu

Sir, thank you. Bahut clarity mil gayi ab.

Menon dono ko dekh kar halki smile deta hai, aur ek casual tone me bolta hai.

Prof. Menon

Waise main tum dono ko dekhta hoon to lagta hai ki bas quiz ke liye nahi… thoda aur bhi seekhne ja rahe ho ek dusre se.

Shanu thoda blush karti hai, Zaheer aankhen thoda twist karta hai jaise sir please... aap bhi?

Prof. Menon

Just kidding. All the best, team. Hum sabko tum par bharosa hai.

CUT TO – College Canteen

Lunch break ka waqt hota hai. Canteen me ek corner table par Priya, Taz, Arjun aur Ammu already baithe hote hain. Zaheer aur Shanu dono ID cards neck me latkaye, ek thali leke table ke paas aate hain.

Taz

Ohooo… Delhi ke quiz stars aa gaye!

Nikhat

Wah, wah. Pehchan hi nahi payi tumhe. Ye kya chamak rahi hai dono ke neck me?

Shanu neck se ID card uthake dramatic tareeke se dikhati hai.

Shanu

Dekho… sirf college topper hi nahi, ab national level contestant bhi!

Priya thali me se ek gulab jamun uthake napkin me rakhti hai.

Ammu

Yeh lo. Muh meetha karo. Hamari taraf se chhoti si pre-celebration.

Zaheer

Bas yeh hi? Dilli se jeet ke aaya to biryani chahiye full plate.

Taz

Deal. Jeet ke aaya to biryani, haara to samose bhi nahi milenge.

Sab hans padte hain.

Arjun ne canteen ki chhoti glass ka paani uthaya, aur nazar se bas Shanu ko dekhta hai. Tone halki thi, lekin words tight.

Arjun

All the best, Shanu.

Make sure tumhara partner distraction na bane.

Shanu uska tone notice karti hai, lekin smile banaye rakhti hai.

Shanu

Thanks, bhaiya.

Waise bhi partner ka kaam hota hai support karna, confuse karna nahi.

Zaheer

Aur main confuse nahi karta. Main to sirf inspire karta hoon.

Sab fir se hansi me laut padte hain.

Priya

Acha ab jao, bags pack karo. Dilli ko bhi to warning deni hai ki Zaheer aur Shanu aa rahe hain.

Taz

Aur haan… ek vlog banana zarur.

Priya

Aur ek selfie. Platform pe. Without fail!

Sab dost ek quick group selfie lete hain — ek yaadgar pal.
[b]Scene fades.[/b]

[b][b]Raat ki Rawanagi – Platform No. 7, Kalka Mail
[/b][/b]
Raat ke 9:45 ho chuke the. Station par halke se bheed thi, par hawa me ek alag si excitement. Announcement baar baar Kalka Mail ke aane ki soochna de raha tha. Shanu apni mom or arjun ke sath station par khadi thi, neck me ID card, haath me ek sky-blue backpack aur ek cabin bag. Unka chehra thoda thaka hua tha, lekin aankhon me chamak thi.

Thode door pe Zaheer, Azhar uncle, Ammu aur Asma ke sath khada tha. Ammu baar baar keh rahi thi ke jacket rakh liya hai na? Asma unki train wali bottle ko bag me adjust kar rahi thi, aur Azhar sirf smile de rahe the.

Zaheer ke haath me bhi wahi envelope tha jisme ticket tha, ek black duffle bag shoulder pe latka hua.

Train ka horn aaya — Kalka Mail dhire dhire platform me ghusti hai. Staff wale unke sath the — ek math teacher aur ek admin clerk — dono middle-aged, professional aur thode thake hue.

Coach B5.

Shanu aur Zaheer ka seat ek hi compartment me aata hai — Lower Berth 45 & 46, side by side. Staff ka seat Coach B6 me hota hai.

Math teacher

Aap log check kar lo seats. Hum log aage wale coach me hain. Kuch bhi ho, B6 me aa jana.

Zaheer

Sure, sir. Aap tension mat lo.

Staff log unke bags leke dusre coach me chalte hain.

Train chalti hai. Shanu window ke paas baithti hai, aur Zaheer samne. Ek do minute dono sirf platform ko dekhte hain… station ki lights peeche chhootti ja rahi hoti hain.

Shanu

Tu notice kiya… Delhi jaa rahe hain. Sirf quiz ke liye nahi.

Zaheer

Haan. Shayad thoda hum dono ke liye bhi.

Shanu halka sa muskurayi. Usne apna bag adjust kiya, aur phir khud ko thoda lean karte hue Zaheer ke kandhe par sir rakh diya. Train ke halke jhatke us moment ko aur warm banate hain.

Zaheer uske hair me se halki khushboo mehsoos karta hai, phir uska haath pakad leta hai — warmth aur reassurance dono ke liye.

Shanu

Sun… kal ke round me tu fast bolta hai na… to please thoda sambhal ke bolna. Tere rapid fire ke chakkar me mera bhi answer cut ho jata hai.

Zaheer

Acha ji? Aur tu jab awkwardly har answer pe umm... I think… bolti hai, tab kya?

Shanu

Woh meri thinking style hai, okay? Tu bas question padhne ka kaam kar. Jawab me dungi.

Zaheer

Perfect team. Ek slow processor aur ek over-confident CPU.

Shanu hansi chhupa ke bolti hai

Shanu

Aur ek cute screen saver.

Zaheer

Woh tu ho.

Shanu blush karti hai. Dono ek dusre ki aankhon me kuch der ke liye dekhte hain. Platform ke sab sounds peechhe reh jaate hain, bas train ke rhythmic vibrations aur unki silent chemistry chalti hai.

Zaheer

Jab Delhi pahuchenge… first thing hum karenge ek walk. Subah subah. Just you and me. No quiz, no crowd.

Shanu

Aur ek cutting chai. Roadside wali.

Zaheer

Deal.

Shanu ka haath ab uski ungliyo se slip karke Zaheer ki palm me aata hai. Uska grip tight hota hai, jaise keh raha ho yeh waqt rukh jaye.

Train andhere me ghusti hai. Bahar sirf blackness aur train ke lights ka reflection.

Zaheer

Soch… is train ka naam ‘Kalka Mail’ hai… aur hum log pyaar ki express me chadh gaye hain.

Shanu

Zaheer qureshi… tumhari shayari din ba din khatarnaak hoti ja rahi hai.

Zaheer

To phir savdhaan. Agle station pe dil chura ke le jaunga.

Shanu

Pehle quiz jeet ke dikha. Phir baat karenge.
[b]Scene dissolve hota hai, train Delhi ke raaste badhti ja rahi hai… aur uske sath badhta hai ek rishta — zaahir aur khaas.[/b]

[Greenwood]

Update 64




Us Raat Ki Chhat — Zaheer Ke Bina Ek Khula Aasmaan
Zaheer ab Delhi ki train me tha. Uska chehra Shanu ke kandhe par tha. Lekin pink City Jaipur ke us purane ghar ke chhat par us raat ek aur duniya bichi thi — ek aisi duniya jahan ab koi deewar nahi thi, koi dar nahi, koi roknay wala nahi.
Arjun apni maroon hoodie me tha, lekin sleeves thodi rolled-up thi. Neeche ek purana woolen carpet bicha tha, aur uspar wo aaram se baitha tha — dono pair fold kiye, peeche haath se sahara liya hua.
Ammu uske lap me sir rakhe let gayi thi, ek dum bindas. Uska dupatta dheere se ek taraf khisak gaya tha, lekin is baar usne theek nahi kiya. Arjun uske baalon me ungliyaan chala raha tha — dheere dheere, raat ke rhythm ke sath.
Chhat par wohi purana steel ka jhoola, ek kone me rakha tha. Dhoop ke rang chhup chuke the. Ab sirf taare the, ek aisi raat jahan chand bhi jalne se inkar kar raha tha, shayad unn dono ki roshni ke aage.
Ammu
Yeh pehli baar hai jab tu aise khula khula lag raha hai… bina chhupaye, bina dare.
Arjun
Kyoki pehli baar main tujhe bina kisi jaankari, bina kisi planning ke… sirf tere liye jee raha hoon.
Ammu thoda muskurayi, uski aankhen band thi, lekin har lafz mehsoos ho raha tha. Usne haath uthakar Arjun ke haath ko apne cheek ke paas kheench liya.
Arjun
Main sochta hoon kabhi kabhi… agar pehle aise milte college time me ya… maybe jab tu chhoti thi aur main bhi…
Ammu
To?
Arjun
To main tujhe har raat aise hi chhat pe le aata… har taare ke neeche apna ek raaz likhte.
Ammu
Acha? Fir kaunsa taara hota humara?
Arjun apna haath uski taraf le jaata hai, aasman ki taraf point karta hai
Arjun
Woh wala… jo sabse zyada chamak raha hai. Kyoki tu hai, main hoon… aur kuch bhi beech me nahi hai.
Ammu aankhen khol kar dekhti hai — aasman me ek bright sa star. Uski smile badh jaati hai. Arjun uska forehead softly kiss karta hai, uske baal uske chehre pe gir jaate hain.
Ammu
Arjun…
Arjun
Hmm?
Ammu
Agar main kabhi bhi chhup jaaun, ya gusse me kuch bhi ulta seedha bol doon… to bhi tu mujhe wapas le aayega na?
Arjun
Main tujhe kahin jaane hi nahi dunga. Tu meri hai… bina condition, bina expiry date.
Ammu ka haath ab Arjun ke hoodie ke andar jaata hai, uske dil ke paas rukh kar ruk jaata hai. Arjun uske haath par apni ungliyan phir se rakhta hai, uske touch ko mehsoos karta hai.
Arjun
Tu yahan rahi na… to kal se subah uthte hi chai banake tujhse baat karunga. Aur raat ko neend se pehle yeh poochhunga… Ammu, aaj tujhe kis baat pe sabse zyada pyaar mila mujhse?
Ammu
Aur main kahungi… jab tune kuch nahi bola, bas meri aankhon me dekhta raha.
Dono ki baatein ruk jaati hain. Sirf silence. Us silence me ek intimacy thi, ek belonging thi.
Arjun uske cheek pe halka sa kiss karta hai, phir uske kaan ke paas jaa ke dheere se bolta hai
Arjun
Kabhi kabhi darr lagta hai… itna pyaar deke tu mujhe kahin tod na de.
Ammu aankhen kholti hai, uski taraf dekhte hue
Ammu
Aur mujhe darr lagta hai… ke itna pyaar paake main kahin khud ko na kho baithun.
Dono ek dusre ke haath aur zyada mazbooti se thaam lete hain. Aasman ke taare aaj raat unke rishte ke gawaah hain.
Us raat chhat par sirf do log nahi the — wahan do dil the, jo pehli baar poori duniya ke samne, bina kisi rok ke… ek doosre se keh rahe the:
Hum apne ho chuke hain.
Ammu room – Late Night

Arjun aur Ammu – ek blanket ke andar, ek doosre ke kareeb

Neeche wale floor se sab lights band ho chuki thi. Ghar mein sirf halki se ceiling fan ki ghanti si awaaz thi…

Room mein ek mattress tha, ek low side lamp aur ek single shelf.

Ammu usi blanket mein lapet ke baithi thi, Arjun ne door quietly band kiya aur uske paas aake baith gaya. Uske baalon mein thandi thandi hawa se halki si mahek thi… jaise raat ne usse apne saath lapet liya ho.

Ammu ne Arjun ki taraf dekha, aur bina kuch bole, apne haath uske chehre par le jaake uske cheek ko softly chhua.

Ammu

Tu pata hai na… is waqt main sirf tere saath hoon. Duniya se zyada… tu mera ghar hai.

Arjun uske paas aur kareeb aaya, blanket uske shoulders tak khinch kar le aaya. Fir uska haath pakad kar usse mattress pe le aaya. Ammu Arjun ki taraf back kar ke leti thi, aur Arjun uske peechhe side me aake cuddle karta gaya… dono ek hi rhythm me, ek hi heartbeat ke saath…

Arjun ne apni arm uske waist pe rakhi, aur uska face uske baalon ke andar gently chhupa diya.

Arjun (slow whisper me)

Main kabhi kahin nahi jaa raha, Ammu.

Ammu ne apne haath se Arjun ke haath pe tight grip liya. Unki ungliyaan interlock ho chuki thi… jaise dono apne apne lamhon ko seal kar rahe ho…

Ammu thoda turn hui… ab woh face to face thi Arjun ke saath. Unka distance sirf ek saans jitna tha.

Ammu

Tu sirf mera hai na?

Arjun ne uska cheek cup kiya, aur uske lips pe ek soft, slow kiss diya… no rush, no drama… bas pyaar jo andar se ubal raha tha, usko ek chaand ki roshni jaisa expression diya jaa raha tha.

Dono ke saans ek doosre ke skin par lag rahe the. Ammu ne apna head Arjun ke chest par rakha… uske dil ki dhadkane ginti chali gayi…

Ammu

Tera dil… bahut loud dhadakta hai jab main tere paas hoti hoon…

Arjun (halki si muskaan ke saath)

Kyunki tu jab paas hoti hai… toh main zinda mehsoos karta hoon…

Blanket ke andar unka temperature badhta gaya… lekin comfort usse bhi zyada gehra tha. Arjun ne uske forehead pe baar baar chhoti chhoti kisses diye… Ammu ne uski shirt ke andar apne fingers se halka sa rub kiya… not in desire, but in connection.

Raat ke woh pal… kisi secret diary ke hidden page jaise the —

Jahan koi lights nahi thi, sirf ehsaas tha.

Koi zabaan nahi thi, sirf silences the.
Koi hadd nahi thi, sirf pyaar tha
Late Night – Moving Train | Sleeper Coach

Gehri raat thi. Train apne full speed mein shor machaye ja rahi thi, lekin coach ke andar ek ajeeb si shaanti thi. Sari berth par log so chuke the. Light band ho chuki thi, sirf kahin kahin emergency lamp ki halki si orange roshni pad rahi thi.

Zaheer ki aankh achanak khuli. Uska haath apni side ki khali jagah ko tapak gaya… lekin Shanu wahan nahi thi.

Usne turant uth kar idhar-udhar dekha… pichli seaton mein, upar ki berth pe… washroom tak glance maara… lekin Shanu ka kahin naam-o-nishaan nahi.

Ek instant ghabrahat ne uska dil chhoti si dhadakne mein convert kar diya.

Zaheer ne chappal pehni, blanket hata ke quietly aage ke taraf badhne laga… har kadam ke saath dil thoda aur tez dhadak raha tha.

Fir aage coach ke darwaze ke paas usne dekha…

Shanu, khidki ke pass khadi thi. Ek haath se metallic handle pakda tha, aur doosra haath open window ke bahar… thandi hawa uske baalon ko uda rahi thi. Raat ke 2:40 ho rahe the… aur wo deep thoughts me, train ki rawani se baatein kar rahi thi.

Zaheer (whispering mein, irritate hoke)

Tu pagal hai kya? Time dekha hai? Yahan kya kar rahi hai?

Shanu ne slowly uski taraf dekha… aankhon mein thodi si nami thi, lekin chehre pe ek soft muskaan bhi.

Shanu

Bas… kuch pal apne saath chahiye the.

Akele… kisi se kuch kahe bina… kisi se kuch sune bina…

Zaheer uske paas aaya, lekin is baar narazgi thodi kam thi… ek subtle concern tha.

Zaheer

Tu bata toh deti… aankh khuli toh laga kahin gir gayi… ya coach change kar diya.

Shanu ne thoda jhuk kar apna sir uske chest se laga diya… aur dheere se apne haath uske neck ke around wrap kar diye.

Shanu (slow whisper)

Main kahin nahi jaa rahi Zaheer.

Bas kabhi kabhi dil chahta hai… main kisi ke word bank nahi, bas ek khuli kitab ban jaun… jo tu bina bole padh le.

Zaheer ne uski kamar ko apne dono haathon se hold kar liya… uska saans uske kaan ke paas lag raha tha… dono ke beech ki silence mein sirf train ke wheels ka rhythm baja raha tha.

Zaheer

Tujhe kya lagta hai, main tujhe nahi padh sakta?

Shanu

Tujhe lagta hai tu padhta hai, par tu sirf cover page dekh ke soch leta hai main strong hoon… par kabhi kabhi mujhe sirf yeh kehne ka mann karta hai ki…

(pause)

Shanu

Mujhe tera shoulder chahiye. Sirf ek jagah jahan main gir bhi jaun, toh mujhe sambhalne ke liye koi ho.

Zaheer ka throat thoda tight ho gaya… usne Shanu ko aur kareeb kheench liya… aur fir halka sa uske baalon me face chhupa diya.

Shanu ne halka sa uth kar uski aankhon me dekha… ek intense, unsaid language thi dono ke beech.

Phir Shanu ne low tone me kaha…

Shanu

Agar main kabhi toot gayi, toh please mujhe jodne mat aana…

Bas mere paas baith jaana. Tere hone se main khud jod jaungi.

Zaheer ka expression soft se emotional ho gaya. Usne slowly apna forehead uske forehead se mila diya… aur kuch pal uske close aankhon me dekh kar, uske lips pe ek slow, tender kiss diya… ek aisi kiss jisme waqt ka har second theher gaya tha… or camera zoom out or chand ki roshni me sirf dono ka silhouette kiss karte huye dip tounge to tounge kiss...

Thandi hawa, raat ka safar… aur do dil, ek doosre me lapet kar, chal rahe the… Delhi ki taraf —
Lekin unka destination ek doosre ke [i]andar tha.[/i]
Subah – Ammu ke ghar ka terrace room

Paas hi ki maszid se wo aawaz jispe Ammu roj uthti hai. Sheher abhi poori tarah jaga nahi tha, lekin uss kamre mein ek nayi subah ka asar mehsoos ho raha tha — khidki ke parde hil rahe the, halki si hawa chahal-pahal karti thi, aur terrace se ek thandi roshni andar aa rahi thi.

Ammu ki aankhein dheere se khuli.

Usne palak jhapkakar apne aas paas dekha… aur uska haath naturally uss jagah gaya jahan Arjun thodi der pehle tha.

Wahan ab sirf ek halka sa karvat lene ki silvat thi… ek garmahat ka naam-o-nishaan tak nahi tha. Arjun ja chuka tha.

Ammu ne apna sir thoda uthakar dekha… room mein ab sirf woh thi, aur subah ki wo halka sa guilt mixed warmth jisme raat ka har pal lipta hua tha.

Usne apne kandhe par dekha uska bra strap dikh raha tha or uska kamiz off shoulder ho chuka tha usne slip karta hua kameez ka pallu khinch kar theek kiya. Pal bhar ko aankhein band ki… aur raat ki yaadein uske mann ke parde pe baarish ki boondon ki tarah tapakne lagi…

Flashback (raat ka):

Arjun carpet par baitha tha, Ammu uski god mein sir rakhe leti thi.

Uske haath softly Ammu ke baalon se khelte ja rahe the… kabhi strands ko behind tuck karta, kabhi uske kaan ke peeche chhupa deta.

Arjun

Jab tu itni paas hoti hai na… mujhe lagta hai duniya mein koi jung ladne ki zarurat nahi…

Ammu ne uski wrist ko pakda, aur cheek se ragar ke bola.

Ammu

Aur jab tu mujhse door hota hai… toh lagta hai main hi haar jaungi…

Arjun ne uske cheek pe ek soft kiss diya… then her nose… then her eyelid.

Pehle raat ki thandi hawa thi… fir carpet ke upar ek extra razai… phir dono ek dusre ke bahon mein…

Ammu ne apna haath Arjun ke chest ke andar slip kar diya tha, cheek uske collarbone se chipka diya tha.

Ammu (soft whisper)

Arjun… mujhe aaj sab kuch sach jaisa laga. Tere honthon se nikalta har lafz, tere haathon ki har sparsh…

Arjun

Woh sab sach tha… aur yeh bhi sach hai ki main sirf tera hoon.

Dono ek dusre ke itne kareeb ho gaye the ki unke beech mein sirf saans aur silence reh gaya tha… raat bhar cuddle, kisses… cheek pe, neck pe, forehead pe…

Present moment:

Ammu ka haath abhi bhi usi jagah gaya, jahan Arjun ne raat bhar uska haath thaame rakha tha.

Usne dheere se apni aankhein kholi… kuch waqt khamoshi mein guzara. Phir thoda sa muskuraayi… thoda sa blush kiya… aur phir thoda sa guilty innocent look apne chehre par liya.

She got up slowly, apni tangled zulfein open karke peeche ki… ek baar phir kandhe se kameez theek ki, mirror mein apne aap ko dekha…

Aur Arjun ki ek line yaad aayi jo raat ko usne kaha tha —

"Tu meri Ammu nahi lagti… tu meri saans lagti hai."

Ammu ne aankhon band karke apni cheek ko uss mirror ke glass se halka sa touch kiya… jaise uska reflection usse hug de raha ho.
Scene fades.

[Greenwood]

Update 65




Delhi Arrival – Early Morning at New Delhi Railway Station
Train platform number 7 par dheere dheere log utar rahe the. Station ka typical Delhi chaos — chai walon ki awaaz, porter ki cheekh, aur platform pe udti dhool — subah ke thande hawa mein ghul chuki thi.
Zaheer apne backpack ko adjust karta hua neeche utra. Pehle usne platform ke kone pe khadi Shanu ki taraf dekha… jo abhi tak apne bag ke strap ko shoulder se theek kar rahi thi, aur aankhon mein neend ka halka sa nasha tha.
Shanu
Pehli baar kisi tournament ke liye aaye ho ya Delhi ghoomne?
Zaheer (muskurakar)
Jahan tu ho, wahan har sheher ghoomne layak ban jaata hai.
Shanu ne aankh dikhayi, lekin chhup nahi pai apni hansi.
Cut to: Guest House – College Delegation Guest House near CP
Auto se safar karte hue dono thoda sa traffic mein uljhe, lekin finally ek safed, 3-storey building ke samne rukte hain jiske gate pe college ka board laga hota hai.
Reception pe formalities complete karne ke baad, ek staff unhe third floor tak chhodne aata hai. Staff delegation ke sab logon ke room alag-alag floor pe distribute kar raha hota hai.
Zaheer aur Shanu ka ek hi floor padta hai. Do alag-alag rooms, side by side.
Staff
Yeh dono keys… aapka rest kar lijiye. 11 baje quiz schedule pickup karne aana hai canteen se.
Shanu
Thanks.
Scene shift: Room interiors – Around 9:00 AM
Shanu apne bed pe baithi thi, curtain kholkar Delhi ke chaotic skyline ko dekhti hui. Usne chappal utara, bal khole… aur zameen par pair latkaakar deep breath li.
Do room door se pare… Zaheer ne apna bag bed pe patka, aur mirror ke samne jakar apne baalon mein haath phira.
Zaheer (apne aap se)
Ab yahan se sab naya start hoga. Har pal perfect hona chahiye.
Usne quickly face wash kiya, aur ek white polo aur jeans pehen kar bahar nikal gaya.
Cut to: Canteen – Ground Floor, 9:30 AM
Chhoti si canteen, college guest house ke andar hi. Ek corner table par Shanu already baithi hoti hai, ek tray mein bread omelette aur chai ke sath.
Zaheer uske samne ja baithta hai. Uska tray mein chhole bhature aur ek glass cold coffee.
Shanu (eyebrows raise karke)
Subah subah chhole bhature? Zaheer… Delhi aaye ho ya apna pet dubaane?
Zaheer
Kya karein madam, Delhi ki hawa lag gayi. Aur tu toh dekh… ek dum English breakfast…
Shanu
Tu bhi kha le… mera toast aadha tere liye.
Zaheer thoda sa jhukta hai, aur slow tone mein bolta hai…
Zaheer
Tera har cheez aadha mere liye hi toh hota ja raha hai.
Shanu ne uske aankhon mein dekha… kuch seconds tak kuch bola nahi… sirf ek half smile di. Fir spoon uthaya, uski cold coffee mein ghumaate hue bola.
Shanu
Agle kuch din ya toh hamesha yaadgar banenge… ya hamesha regretful.
Zaheer
Main guarantee deta hoon… sirf yaadgar banenge.
Light background me canteen ke spoon-plate ki awaz… dono ke beech ek comfortable silence.
[b]Afternoon – College Canteen, Same Day
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Canteen ke kone wala table, jahaan hamesha Arjun ki sitting hoti thi, aaj  Ammu ne us par kabza jama rakha tha. Do plates mein half-eaten samosa, ek cold coffee aur ek chocolate shake beech mein rakha tha… dono bina kisi tension ke baith kar hansi-mazaak kar rahe the, jaise duniya ki koi fikr hi na ho.

Arjun ek loose maroon t-shirt aur light blue jeans mein usual relaxed zone mein tha… lekin aankhon mein wo spark clearly tha jo sirf Ammu ke saath hota tha.

Ammu ne ek fry uthake Arjun ke muh ke paas le jaake bola

Mujhe lagta hai main tujhe motu bana ke chhodungi

Arjun (bite lete hue, chew karta hua)

Tu toh already chhoti si chudail hai… motu boyfriend suit karega tujhe. Cartoon couple kehlayenge.

Ammu (hansi rokhti hui)

Pagal hai tu. Waise seriously… finals ke baad kya socha hai?

Arjun ne uski aankhon mein dekha… kuch second tak chup raha… fir slightly soft voice mein bola

Soch raha hoon… agar sab kuch thik raha, toh tujhe leke ek chhoti si trip pe chalun. Bas tu aur main. No Zaheer, no Shanu, no team, no planning.

Ammu

Hmmm… Goa?

Arjun

Goa nahi… Himachal. Shanti, thand aur tu. Bas.

Ammu ne table pe ungli se ek chhoti si imaginary drawing banani shuru ki.

Aur uske baad? College khatam… log job, MBA… tu kya karega?

Arjun leaned closer, serious tone mein

Jahan tu hogi, wahan mera plan bhi hoga. Career bhi, life bhi… lekin sab mein tu base ho.

Ammu ne halka sa smile diya, lekin aankhon mein wo wala glow tha jo sirf Arjun ko dekh kar aata tha.

Ammu

Mujhe darr lagta hai Arjun… sab kuch itna perfect lagta hai ab… jaise kahin se koi hila na de.

Arjun ne uska haath apne haath mein le liya, bina kisi hesitation ke

Agar koi cheez hilegi bhi, toh hum dono mil ke usse sambhalenge.

Pause. Silence. Canteen ke table par dhoop ki halki si line pad rahi thi. Students idhar udhar guzar rahe the. Lekin in dono ke beech ka moment static tha.

Arjun (softly)

Ek aur samosa le aau?

Ammu (laugh karte hue)

Tu pehle yeh khatam kar… phir Himachal ki planning karenge.
[b]Scene freeze — ek perfect balance of dosti, pyaar aur carefree youthfulness.[/b]
[b][b]Delhi Guest House – Late Morning
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Guest house ke airy common hall mein ek round-table type chhoti si informal meeting ho rahi thi. Ek senior teacher they jineh Zaheer aur Shanu dono ek corner mein casually baith ke sun rahe the, table par juice ke glasses aur registration files padhe the.

Teacher ne white paper se bana schedule table ke beech rakhte hue kaha

Toh kal se quiz formally start hoga — lekin aaj se aap sabko offline presence dikhani hogi… thoda introduction, guidelines, organizers se meet-up.

Phir wo Shanu aur Zaheer ki taraf dekhtay hue slightly relax tone mein bole

Hum log wahan ek do ghante kaam nipta ke aate hain… tum dono chaho toh guest house mein rest karlo abhi. Travel kaafi lamba tha. Thoda fresh ho jao, fir shaam mein koi plan ho toh nikal jaana.

Zaheer aur Shanu — dono ne ek second ke liye ek dusre ki taraf dekha. Shanu ke lips ke kone pe ek shetani si muskurahat ubhri, aur Zaheer ki aankhon mein wo playful spark jhalka. Dono almost sync mein apni gardan halki si nod karte hai.

Shanu

Haan sir, sounds good.

Zaheer

Hum rest kar lete hain thoda… aap log aaram se jaiye.

Staff ke log uth kar chale jaate hain… room ka door band hota hai… aur ek second ka khamos moment beech mein chhuta rehta hai.

Phir Shanu khadi hoti hai, apne kurte ke pocket se chhoti si toffee nikal kar zaheer ke sar par fakekti hai

Rest karega tu ? Chal uth sale "Delhi Darshan"?

Zaheer

Hum rest tab karenge jab thak jaayenge… chal na, aaj pura din hamara hai.

Shanu

Metro? Ya auto? Ya seedha seedha pair?

Zaheer

Metro. Window ke paas tu baithna… selfie bhi leni hai.

Shanu chuckle karte hue apne bag se sunglasses nikaalti hai

Tu itna filmy kyun hai?

Zaheer

Kyunki tu meri heroine hai.
[b]Aur scene shift hota hai — camera zoom out karta hai guest house ke upar se, Delhi ka naya din dono ke naam likhne nikal chuka hota hai…[/b]
[b][b]College Gate ke Bahar  Afternoon
[/b][/b]
Aaj ka last lecture khatam ho chuka tha. College ke lawn se nikalti students ki bheed dheere dheere chhanti ja rahi thi. Gate ke bahar chalte auto-rickshaw, thake hue chehre, aur taxi drivers ki awaaz sab kuch ek routine jaisa lag raha tha.

Ammu apni notebook haath mein liye, ek halki si smile ke saath taxi stand ke paas khadi thi. Dupatta shoulder se phisal kar ek taraf latak gaya tha, lekin uska dhyaan kahin aur tha. Jaise hi usne bag ki zip band ki…

Vrroooommm

Ek jaani-pehchaani bike uske bilkul saamne aake ruki. Helmet ke neeche se ek pair mischievous aankhon ne use dekha…

Arjun.

Helmet uthakar handle pe latka diya… ek shararati si muskan ke saath aankhon se pucha — chalein?

Ammu ne thoda nakhra dikhaya, jaise thoda soch rahi ho… lekin phir dheere se smile karte hue uski bike ke peechhe baith gayi. Arjun ne throttle ghumaya… aur dono galiyon se guzarne lage.

Bike ke chalne ki awaaz ke beech dono ka ek alag hi conversation chal raha tha… halki hansi, chhed-chhad, aur wo comfort jo sirf apnaapan laata hai.

Arjun

To… aaj raat ko tu kitne baje free ho rahi hai

Ammu thoda chonk kar

Kyu?

Arjun thoda flirt karte hue

Bas soch raha tha… jab tak tera chomu bhai nahi hai… main thoda aur waqt tere saath bita lu.

Ammu ne zara ghoor ke dekha…

Acha? Aur main koi plan bana lu to?

Arjun

Main bhi hoon na… plan ban jaayega.

Bike ek sharp turn leti hai, aur Arjun rearview mirror mein uski aankhon ko pakadne ki koshish karta hai…

Unka eye contact mirror ke beech se milta hai — halki si sharm aur ek deep connection… jo shabdon se pare hota hai.

Gali ke end mein bike rukti hai. Ammu utarti hai… lekin jaane se pehle ek pal ke liye rukti hai, peeche mud kar dekhti hai.

Arjun still usi style mein baitha, ek halka sa smile deta hai.

Ammu us muskurahat ka jawab ek aur muskurahat se deti hai… aur phir dupatta thoda theek karte hue aage badh jaati hai.

Pass hi chai ki tapri ke paas baitha kaka — apna glass saaf karte hue aankhon se Arjun ki taraf ishara karta hai.

Bina kuch kahe, aankhon se bolta hai —

Wah bhai… kya ladki patayi hai.
[b]Arjun bas muskurata hai… aur handle par haath maar ke, seedha usi direction me dekhta rehta hai jahan Ammu gayi thi.[/b]

[Greenwood]

Update 66




Delhi Darshan Begins – Lodhi Garden, Late Morning
Dilli ki halki dhup, July ki warmth ke beech shahar ka ek sabse haseen aur peaceful kona — Lodhi Garden.
Gate se andar jaate hi lambe-lambe trees, trimmed bushes, aur beech mein bikhre hue historical tombs ne ek alag hi vibe bana rakhi thi.
Zaheer ne sunglasses adjust kiye, aur piche dekha —
Shanu ek off-white long kurti aur denim me, haath me sling bag, aankhon me excitement.
Zaheer
To madam, aaj ki guide ho tum ya main?
Shanu
Main guide hoon, tu toh sirf haath pakadne ke liye aaya hai.
Zaheer hansa, aur ek baar uski aankhon me dekha.
Shanu ka haath uske haath me slip ho gaya… bina kisi drama ke, bina kisi hesitation ke. Natural. Apna.
Dono chalte gaye garden ke pathways par… beech beech me rukte… kabhi kisi tree ke niche thoda shade lene, kabhi kisi monument ke samne photo ke liye.
Shanu
Zaheer, zara wahan khade ho… perfect light aa rahi hai.
Zaheer
Acha wahan? Ya tere paas hi aa jaun, phir toh light bhi jealous ho jaayegi.
Shanu ne uski taraf ek nakhra se dekha,
Shanu
Tu kabhi serious ho sakta hai kya?
Zaheer
Tere sath? Kabhi nahi.
Ek selfie click hoti hai… dono ke faces close… Zaheer thoda sa sideways, shanu uske shoulder pe thoda lean kar ke smile kar rahi hai. Background mein ek purana tomb. Selfie ke neeche caption aata…
“Old walls, new madness.”
Garden ke ek kone mein ek stone bench milti hai. Dono wahan baith jaate hain… samne lake, idhar se udhar chalte log, aur unke beech me ek calm silence.
Shanu
Acha sach bata… yeh sab tu enjoy karta hai na?
Zaheer
Tere sath toh traffic jam bhi romantic lagta hai.
Shanu uski taraf dekhti hai… thoda blush… thoda disbelief… phir halki si muskurahat ke sath apna sir uske shoulder pe tikaa deti hai.
Zaheer uska haath thoda aur tight pakadta hai… aur dheere se uski ungliyon ko apni ungliyon se tangle kar leta hai.
Ek moment ke liye… Delhi door hoti hai.
Sirf dono ke beech ki halka sa romance, ek comfort, ek companionship.
Zaheer aur Shanu – Agrasen ki Baoli, Late Afternoon

Dilli ka suraj ab dheere dheere dhal raha tha.
Lodhi Garden ke baad unhone auto liya, aur ab dono khade the ek aur purani, lekin incredibly cinematic jagah ke samne – Agrasen ki Baoli.
Bahar se simple lagne wali is jagah ke andar jaate hi ek alag hi aura mehsoos hota tha… neeche jaate stone steps, dono taraf tall walls… beech mein sirf echoes aur unke kadmon ki aahat.
Zaheer ne upar dekha — ek do tourist the, kuch students group ke. Lekin mostly khaali.
Shanu us narrow raaste pe ja rahi thi jahan se seedhiyan neeche descend karti thi.
Zaheer
Aree... madam kahaan bhaag rahi ho? Kahi koi bhoot waise hi na mil jaaye.
Shanu
Toh tu bacha lena na… bhoot bhi agar dekh le tu mere saath hai toh darr ke bhaag jaaye!
Zaheer ne hansa aur uske paas aake uska haath pakad liya.
Neeche tak jaane ke baad, dono ek edge par baith gaye.
Baoli ka water section purana aur mostly dry tha, lekin hawa mein thandi si nami thi. Echoes sunayi dete the — log door se baat kar rahe hote, lekin yahan… dono ke beech mein sirf ek silence tha jo comfort se bhara hua tha.
Zaheer
Yeh jagah mujhe tere jaisi lagti hai.
Shanu thoda confuse
Kaise?
Zaheer
Door se simple lagti hai, lekin andar jaane pe layered, intense… aur agar kisi ko theek se samajh na aaye toh wo bas upar se dekh ke chala jaata hai.
Shanu uski taraf dekhti hai. Zaheer ke words use kabhi-kabhi itne unexpectedly chhoo jaate the ki jawab nahi banta.
Usne dheere se apna haath Zaheer ke shoulder pe rakha, aur thoda uske paas slide kar gayi.
Shanu
Aur tu? Tu kaun si jagah jaisa hai?
Zaheer
Main? Main toh bas tera tourist hoon… har baar tujhme kuch naya explore karta hoon.
Shanu ki aankhon mein ek chamak thi… usne apna head uske lap par rakh diya…
Zaheer uske baal se khelne laga.
Light breeze chal rahi thi. Shanu ne aankhein band kar li. Zaheer ne uski cheek pe halka sa brush kiya apni ungliyon se… aur phir dheere se uske forehead pe ek soft kiss diya.
Shanu
(ankhein band kiye hue)
Main jab tu nahi hota, mujhe sab kuch plain lagta hai…
Zaheer
Toh ab kabhi plain mat rehna. Main hoon na — tera permanent texture.
Dono thodi der baat nahi karte… sirf ek dusre ke saath us baoli ke beech mein lost rehte hain. Dilli ke beech, but duniya se door.
Arjun ka Room – Late Evening

Room mein light sirf table lamp ki thi. Baaki har kone mein ek thakaan si baithi thi.
Laptop screen par match ka ek paused frame — Arjun ka last diving goal.
Uske neeche YouTube par live comments the: "Arjun you beauty!", "Captain for a reason", "Insane finish bhai!"
Arjun ne screen close kar di.
Thoda piche hatha, kursi se uthkar bed par aa gaya… backwall se tik gaya, haath peeche rakhte hue. Aankhon mein ek ajeeb si satisfaction aur thoda disbelief tha — jaise koi sapna abhi tak poori tarah utar nahi raha ho.
Arjun
(apne aap se, dheere)
Yeh mera golden phase hai… literally.
Uss moment mein usne poori honesty se mehsoos kiya —
Ek waqt tha jab sirf court uska area hota tha… par ab, pura game uske control mein tha.
Team uski respect karti thi, college ke juniors usse idol maante the. Professors bhi jab dekhein, aankhon mein appreciation hoti thi.
Aur us sab ke beech, sabse zaruri… Ammu.
Ammu ka woh narm sa haath jab uski collar ke andar se uske chest par slide karta hai…
ya fir jab woh uske shoulders par sir rakh ke hasti hai…
ya sirf uske naam ko thoda ghussa, thoda pyaar se bolti hai – "Arjun…"
Uski heartbeat us moments mein double ho jaati thi.
Usne side table se ek bracelet uthaya — simple leather band.
Ammu ne ek baar shopping ke dauraan mazak mein uska haath pakad ke bola tha, yeh tujhe suit karega.
Us din se Arjun usse alag nahi kar paya.
Aaj bhi pehna hua tha.
Arjun
(murmur karta hai)
Sab kuch hai mere paas.
Champion… lover… leader…
Bas ek cheez chahiye — ki yeh sab khatam na ho.
Uske mann mein ek chhoti si darr ki lehar thi…
Jaise kuch toh fragile ho is magic mein.
Jaise kahin kisi mod par koi black screen aa jaye…
Kahi phir se wohi na ho jo ek waqt tha — jab game tha, but koi Ammu nahi thi.
Usne phone uthaya, aur Ammu ke profile pic ko thoda der tak dekhta raha.
Zoom nahi kiya. Bas screen ko dekhta raha — jaise us moment mein Ammu uske paas ho.
Kahi uski khushbu mehsoos karta…
Kahi uske haath ki warmth.
Arjun
(breathe lete hue, aankhen band karta hai)
Iss baar… kuch bhi ho… main yeh sab nahi khona chahta.
Na tu… na game… na yeh version of myself.
Background mein Arjun ke phone ka ek reminder buzz karta hai — Practice tomorrow: 7 AM sharp
Arjun uthta hai… lekin ek nayi energy ke saath.
Jab tak sab kuch uske paas hai, woh sab kuch dene ke liye tayaar hai.
Ammu ki Kitchen – Early Evening

Chhoti si rasoi mein ek halki si mithas thi — gas par doodh ubal raha tha, thoda sa cinnamon stick daal kar. Table par bread ka packet, butter, aur ek chhoti katori mein cut kiye huye fruits. Ammu aaj kuch zyada hi slow thi… har movement soft, thoughtful… jaise har ek cheez uske dil se nikal kar haathon mein aa rahi ho.
Aaj kitchen sirf kitchen nahi tha — ek personal space tha jahan uske dil ke dono raaste mil rahe the.
Usne bread ko toaster mein dala, aur khud thoda sink ke paas jaakar khadi ho gayi. Elbow slab pe, cheek apne haath par tikaye… aur aankhon mein ek hi chehra — Arjun.
Ammu
(mind mein)
Yeh sab itna jaldi ho gaya… ya main hi itna slow thi?
Wo ladka jo ek waqt mujhe sirf chidhaane ke liye exist karta tha…
Aaj… woh mera saath chhod kar subah jaata hai, toh poora din khaali lagta hai.
Kya yehi hota hai — pyaar?
Usse yaad aayi kal raat… Arjun ka cheek pe softly brush hota stubble…
unke beech ke woh khamoshi wale moments jahan sirf heartbeat sunayi deti thi…
aur Arjun ki woh baatein, jo kisi ne kabhi usse nahi kahi thi — bina demand, bina condition ke.
Ammu
(thoda sa blush karte hue)
Main bhi na… sab kuch itna mehsoos karne lagi hoon…
Aur shayad usme hi toh asli sukoon hai.
Toaster ka pop-up hua. Ammu ne halka sa jump kiya jaise kisi khwab se jagi ho.
Butter lagate waqt ek dusra khayal uske dil ke kone se ubhar aaya…
Zaheer.
Uska ekdam alag sa world tha — tough, silent, protective.
Aur usi tough shell ke andar tha ek caring bhai…
jo har baar uska haath tha jab Arjun se jhagda hota tha…
jo uski khamoshi pad leta tha bina kuch bole.
Ammu
(dheere se, apne aap se)
Bhai abhi kahan hoga? Delhi toh pahuch gaye the…
Kya usne kuch khaya hoga?
Usne apna phone uthaya… Zaheer ka last seen check kiya.
Online 2 hours ago.
Koi message nahi.
Ammu
(murmur)
Hamesha khud ka dhyan rakhna bhool jaata hai…
Usne ek plate mein do buttered toast, ek cup doodh aur fruits arrange kiya… lekin sirf ek plate.
Khaali plate dekh ke aankhon mein ek chhoti si lahar aayi —
Zaheer aur Arjun.
Uski life ke do poles — ek pehnaaya hua rakshak… aur ek chhupke se dil mein aakar bas gaya.
Ammu
(sigh karte hue)
Main hamesha dono ke beech hi rahoongi shayad.
Ek taraf bhai ki fikr… dusri taraf Arjun ki chahat.
Wo table pe baithi, plate apne saamne rakhi…
ek fruit piece uthaya, par muh tak nahi le ja payi.
Sirf ek soft sa smile diya — pyaar aur fikr dono ki talwaron ke beech jeeti ek ladki ka smile.
Guesthouse Dining Hall, Delhi – Late Evening

Ek cozy si dining hall, jahan chand guest tables par log apna dinner khatam kar rahe the. Ek kone ki table par Shanu aur Zaheer… ek regular sa dinner kar rahe the — bas surface par. Kyunki table ke neeche ek completely different game chal raha tha.
Zaheer ne casuals pehne hue the, ek loose grey t-shirt aur dark jeans… aur Shanu, ek breezy kurta with soft shades of peach and white — fresh aur effortless.
Table pe dono ke samne kadhi chawal aur bhindi fry pada tha… aur dono usi focused expression ke saath kha rahe the jaise bas taste par dhyan ho.
Par neeche…
Shanu ka pair pehle halki si tapping kar raha tha — Zaheer ke jute se. Zaheer ne ek baar casually uska toe press kiya, aur uske baad shuru ho gaya unka silent foot war.
Ek pair doosre ke pair ko dhakelta, phir dodge karta… jaise table ke neeche koi childish ladai ho rahi ho. Dono ki shakal serious… par aankhon ke kone me muskurahat dabaye hue.
Zaheer ne apna glass uthaya, thoda paani piya, aur jab glass wapas rakha… usne apna pair dheere se slide karte hue Shanu ke ankles tak le gaya…
aur wahan se, jaise kisi memory lane ki tarah, uska pair smooth sa upar chadhne laga… calves… then thighs.
Shanu ka haath jo spoon le kar jaa raha tha apne muh tak — ekdum freeze ho gaya.
Spoon hawa mein… aankhon mein surprise aur cheek pe suddenly tapakti shyness.
Usne sideways dekha Zaheer ki taraf —
Par Zaheer ka dhyaan abhi bhi apni plate mein tha.
Lekin cheekbones pe chhupi woh halka sa smirk, jise sirf Shanu hi dekh sakti thi…
Woh usse zyada tease kar gaya, jitna uska foot.
Shanu ne softly aankhon se ghoora,
aur phir spoon finally apne lips tak le gayi…
lekin aankhon mein usi naughty flirt ka jawab tha…
Game on, Mr. Zaheer.
Table ke neeche ab dono ke pair close tangle mein bandhe hue the,
jaise dinner do log kha rahe the… par chemistry chaar logon ki chal rahi thi
ek pair table ke upar… aur pair table ke neeche.

[Greenwood]

Update 67


Ammu’s Room – Same Night, Post Dinner
Kitchen ke kaam se free hokar Ammu ne thoda sa rest liya, phir ek glass haldi wala doodh le kar apne baba Azhar ke kamre ki taraf gayi. Kamre mein ek soft si roshni thi… baba palang par baith kar apna evening news sun rahe the radio par.
Ammu ne unke haath mein glass pakdaya.
Azhar
Yeh kya hai, Ammu?
Ammu
Haldi doodh hai baba… aapke joints ke liye… doctor ne kaha tha na.
Azhar ek halki si muskaan ke saath glass le lete hain. Ammu unke paas baith jaati hai, dono ke beech kuch casual si baatein hoti hain. Weather… Asma ki padhai… aur kuch purani yaadein. Thoda sa hansna, thoda sa khamoshi.
Kuch hi der baad Ammu uthi, aur jaate jaate Asma ke study table par rukti hai. Asma ki aankhon ke neeche halka stress aur neend dikh raha tha. Wo kisi important chapter me ghusi hui thi, par uski eyelids har dusre second dheere se band ho rahi thi.
Ammu ke chehre par ek protective si muskaan thi. Wo dheere se uske paas jaake uski kitaabein thoda arrange karti hai aur ek soft throw blanket uske kandhe par daal deti hai.
Fir wo living room me aati hai… main door ka bolt check karti hai, lekin lock nahi lagati. Sirf inner doors ko aapas me khisak kar band kar deti hai, jaise aadat se majboor ho. Ghar andheron me doob chuka hota hai, sirf moonlight kuch windows se andar aa rahi hoti hai.
Ammu finally apne kamre me aayi…
Ek gehri saans li… dupatta apne shoulder se hata kar side me rakha…
aur seedha apne bed par pasar gayi.
Din bhar ki thakan ab uske har ang me utar chuki thi. Uske chehre pe kisi soldier jaisi shaanti thi… jo poore din ke jung ke baad apne fortress me aayi ho.
Eyes half closed… haath apne mathe ke neeche… ek karwat li…
…aur tabhi…
Ek jaani pehchani si body fragrance uske room ke hawa mein ghulne lagi thi.
Wo ek subtle si smell thi… woody, minty… jo uske dimag ke kisi kone se Arjun ka naam le kar ubharne lagi.
Ammu ne aankhein nahi kholi, par uske lips pe ek muskaan ki rekha ubhar aayi.
Uski sanson ka pattern thoda sa shift hua… jaise uski neend mein koi intuitive feeling ne pehchan liya ho ki wo akeli nahi hai.
Room ka darwaza band toh tha… par band nahi.
Aur Arjun… uski duniya ke band darwazon me kahaan rukta tha.

Room mein bas ek hi light thi — window ke sheeshe se aa rahi chaandni, jo halki silvery roshni mein Ammu ke chehre ke contours ko underline kar rahi thi.
Ammu aadhi neend mein thi…
Lekin uska dil…
Uski skin…
Aur uska intuition…
sab fully awake the.
Usne aankhein nahi kholi… par mehsoos kiya —
bed ki ek side dheere se halka sa dhas gaya tha.
Bohot dheere se…
Jaise koi apne shoes utarke, bina awaaz ke, sirf socks mein chalta hua uske paas aaya ho.
Uski eyelashes hilti…
lekin wo aankhein nahi kholti.
Uske heartbeats ka rhythm badal raha tha, lekin bahar se wo still thi… calm… passive.
Lekin andar andar…
Har second usse sab mehsoos ho raha tha.
Wo woody-minty fragrance ab aur kareeb ho gayi thi.
Jaise uske pillows aur uski saanso mein bas jaane wali ho.
Fir usne mehsoos kiya…
Kisi ki ungliyan… uske bed ke mattress par… halki si touch ke saath uske kareeb aa rahi thi.
Uska dupatta side mein tha… aur uska ek lock baalon ka cheekh cheekh kar uske collarbone pe gir gaya tha.
Usne karwat nahi li.
Usne kuch nahi kaha.
Bas halki si… smile uske lips pe ubhri.
Jaise kisi ne "I’m here" kaha ho… bina ek bhi lafz ke.
Fir usne mehsoos kiya…
ek warm sa pressure… uske pillow ke second side par.
Someone was lying beside her now.
Not touching her… but so, so close.
Unki saansein alag thi…
par ek rhythm mein… jaise dono ek hi nadi ke do kinare ho, lekin ek hi direction mein behte ho.
Ammu ke lips thode khule…
Jaise uske andar ek khamoshi ki bhaasha chal rahi thi.
Wo jaanti thi kaun hai.
Aur wo bhi jaanta tha… ki wo jaag rahi hai.
Ammu ke haath ke paas Arjun ka haath tha…

na chhua gaya tha… na hataaya gaya.
Sirf uski ungliyon ka saar tha… ek unsaid invitation.
Aur usse mehsoos karke…
Ammu ne apni fingers halki si slide ki…
bed sheet ke upar se… dheere dheere…
jaise koi secret likh rahi ho Arjun ke haath ke paas.
Aur tab…
Arjun ne apna haath aage badhaya…
bilkul delicate tareeke se… jaise koi mehek chhoo raha ho.
Uski ungliyan… Ammu ki fingers ko chhune se pehle ek second ruki…
phir…
intertwine ho gayi.
Dono ke haath…
bed sheet ke upar…
locked together…
jaise ek silent pact ban gaya ho.
Ammu ki aankhein ab bhi band thi…
par uske lips pe ek mehfooz si muskaan aa chuki thi.
Arjun ne uske kaan ke paas apna chehra le jaakar…
halki si whisper mein kaha…
Arjun
Abhi main kuch nahi bol raha…
bas… teri saans sun raha hoon.
Ammu ne uski grip thodi si tight ki…
aur apne haath se uske wrist par soft circle banaye…
Jaise keh rahi ho,
Main bhi kuch nahi bol rahi…
par sab mehsoos kar rahi hoon.
Phir Arjun ne apne pair uske pair ke paas laaye…
aur bed sheet ke neeche dono ke toes ek dusre se touch hue…
Dono ke beech ki wo space…
jo ab tak hawa se bhari thi…
ab warmth se bharne lagi.
Ammu ne halka sa karwat liya…
aur Arjun ke chest ki taraf apna sar le aayi.
Ab uske chehre ke baal Arjun ke neck ko chhoo rahe the…
aur Arjun ne apna ek haath uske kandhe pe rakh diya…
aur uska thumb… circular motion mein uski upper arm ko soothe karne laga.
Ammu ne apne lips se uski shirt ka corner lightly press kiya…
ek barely-there kiss jaisa.
Phir Arjun ne dheere se kaha…
Arjun
Mujhe lagta hai yeh meri life ka best version chal raha hai…
kyunki meri har subah teri good morning ki soch se hoti hai…
aur har raat… tere paas sone se.
Ammu (halki hansi ke saath, aankh band rakhte hue)
Bas thoda aur waqt de de iss golden period ko…
shayad yeh permanent ho jaye…
Arjun ne uska chehra apni ungliyon se gently lift kiya…
Unki aankhein mili…
aur iss baar…
bina kuch kehne ke… dono ke lips bhi.
Ammu ka haath uske chest se hota hua uske jawline tak gaya…
aur Arjun ne uski kamar ke aaspaas se usse halki si pull diya…
jaise wo kahin door ho… aur usse aur kareeb le aana ho.
Kissi ne kuch nahi bola.
Sirf bed sheet ke neeche se…
dono ke hearts ki thump-thump sunai de rahi thi.
Ek mutual trust…
ek comfort…
aur ek untold promise of presence.
Scene fade hota hai unke cheek to cheek close frame par… jaha moonlight unke faces par ek calm glow banaye hue hoti hai.
Ammu ki cheek Arjun ke chest ke against resting thi…
uski aankhen toh band thi,
lekin uske andar ek halka sa darr aur gila warmth saath-saath chal raha tha.

Arjun ka haath ab uske baalon mein tha…
gently untangling strands…
aur uske fingertips uske scalp par chupke se pyaar likh rahe the.
Ammu ne apni ungliyan uski collar line ke andar le jaakar

thoda sa uska shirt ka button loosen kiya…
bas ek…
phir doosra…
Arjun thoda hila… uska saans tez hua…
par usne kuch nahi kaha…

Usne sirf apni chin se Ammu ke forehead ko touch kiya
jaise keh raha ho…
Tu jo kare, sahi hai.
Ammu ne uska neck kiss nahi kiya,
bas apne lips uske skin ke paas le jaake
saans li.
Uski aankhon ke kone thode gile hone lage the…
kisi unknown fear se…
shayad kuch cheezon ko khona nahi chahti thi
jo aaj uske itne kareeb thi.
Arjun ne uske kandhe se dupatta hataya…
aur apni fingers uske bare arm par le gaya…
aur waha par ek slow trace chhoda…
jaise woh uski skin pe apna naam likh raha ho.
Usne phir dheere se pucha…
Arjun
Ammu…
Agar main abhi kehta hoon ke hum kal se duniya ke against chalein…
Toh chalegi mere saath?
Ammu ne aankh khol ke uski taraf dekha…
aur uski palkein bhari bhari thi…
par lips pe ek jaan daalne wali smile thi.
Ammu
Tera saath ho… toh dar kis baat ka?
Arjun ne uski kamar ko apne dono haathon se circle kiya
aur usse halki si pull dekar poori tarah apni taraf kar liya.
Ab wo dono ek dusre ko bilkul close face kar rahe the.
Ammu ne apni palm uske cheek pe rakhi
aur kaha…
Ammu
Tere bina main complete nahi hoon, Arjun…
Arjun ne uske hath ko kiss kiya…
aur uske cheek ke paas aake whisper kiya…
Arjun
Toh aaj poora hone de tujhe…
Fir dono ki aankhon mein sirf ek dusre ka chehra tha…
saans ek jaise chal rahi thi…
aur touch ab gentle se thoda intimate hone laga tha…
Ammu ka haath ab uski neck se slide hoke uske shoulder tak gaya
aur Arjun ne apne lips uske collarbone ke paas le jaake
ek slow, respectful kiss diya
Not out of lust…
but out of a feeling ki
yeh meri jagah hai… aur yeh mera waqt hai.
Bed ke sheet ab thodi si crumple ho chuki thi…
room mein sirf ek soft breeze chal rahi thi
jo curtains ko hilaa rahi thi…
Baaki sab…
khamoshi aur mohabbat ka fusion tha.

Arjun ne ab ammu ko apne dono hath se lift kiya or ammu ne bhi uska support kiya or arjun ne use utha kar apne upar leta liya, ye ab perfect position thi dono ke cuddle karne ki...
Ammu bhi uske is move se thoda intimate feel karti hai or apni chuchiya thodi si arjun ke chest par rub karti hai or ek sigh leti hai ahhhhhh or saans chhodti hai garam garam, arjun bhi ab apne hath uske kamar par le aaya or use jakad liya apni mardana baaho mein, ek dubli patli lekin mast figure ki malkin ammu arjun ki mazboot or lambi chodi body me bilkul ek phool ki tarah lag rhai thia, ek aisa phool jo jhado ke bich ek iklota ho...
Arjun ne ek nazar ammu par dali jo aankhein band kiye itminan se arjun ke chest se sir lagaye leti thi, ammu is waqt sari duniya ki tension ko side me rakh kar apni privacy ko joy kar rahi thi... Arjun ne bhi apne aankhein band karli or apni pakad ammu par or mazboot banali, arjun ab apne hath ammu ki kamar se slide karte huye niche ki taraf le jane laga or ammu ki sigh ab thodi tez hone lagi uske muh se ahhhh ahhh or garam saansein nikal rahi thi arjun ke hath ab uske hips ke just thoda sa upar curve par aa chuke they or ammu ko ab yeh feeling or jyada satane lagi... Wo ab chahti thi ki arjun uske is curve ko apne dono hatho se pakad le or masal de... Arjun ne jaise mano uski mann ki baat bhamp li ho or lower back par thoda apne hath rub karne ke baad arjun ne jhat se uski ass ko pakad liya or ammu ke muh se ek or sexy sigh nikali jisne arjun par yeh asar kiya ki uski pakad uski ass par or jyada tight ho gayi... Ammu ki ab 34 ki gand arjun ke mazboot panjo me dab chuki thi or arjun ab reh reh kar dhire dhire use masal raha tha ... Dono ki hi aankhein ab tak band thi lekin dono hi jante they ki yeh raat unhe zindagi bhar yaad rehne wali hai... Ammu ki body mein bhi ab sensation hone lagi... Jante ho konsi... Are wahi
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Or ammu ne apni body ke sensation ke hatho mazboor hoke apna lower area arjun ke lower area se rub karna shuru kiya kapdo ke upar se hi... Arjun is time ek loose tshirt or jeans pehna tha or ammu bhi apne salwar suit me thi jo wi genuine pehenti thi... Ammu ki thighs arjun ki thighs se ab sync ho rahi thi or dono hi apni kaam kirda me masroof kag rahe they... Arjun ne apne hatho ko ammu ki gand par or jyada pressurise kiya or ammu ne bhi apni movement ki speed ko tez kiya.... Or fir Ammu ne apni aankhein Kholi or arjun ki taraf dekha jo abhi bhi aankhein band kiye huye tha or sexy face expression bana raha... Ammu ne arjun ki is haalat par ek smile li jo arjun ne nahi suni or ammu use dekhti rahi apna lower back continue rub karte huye or fir naa jane kya hua ammu ne apan phone uthaya or ek chupke se arjun ki is haalat ki ek vedio banai jo arjun ko bhi nahi maloom... Or ammu ne phone side rakh kar apne lips arjun ke lips par kuch yu rakhe jaise dono ek dusre se chipak gaye ho... Or ek lambe kiss ke baad dono ki saansein shant hoti hai or dono hi ek dusre ko gnetly jakad kar apni aankhein band kar lete hai, aaj ke liye itne dry sex kafi tha jo inki neend ki meethi aagosh me le jaye....

Raat ke ek baj chuke the...
Guest room ka ek kona dim light mein sirf itna roshan tha ki Zaheer apne notes ko theek se dekh sake
Woh ek armchair par baitha tha, haath mein pen, saamne khuli spiral notebook — lekin uski aankhon mein clarity se zyada thakaan thi.
Itna bada din tha — Delhi ki roads, Shanu ke saath woh saari masti, unki selfies, woh chhoti chhoti physical teases... aur ab yeh akelapan.
Usne ek pal ke liye apne pen ko band kiya aur aankhon ko rub karte hue peeche ki taraf sir tikaya.
Tabhi...
knock knock.
Zaheer ne aankh kholi.
Darwaza poora band bhi nahi tha, bas latch pe tha.
Darwaza dheere se khula...
Shanu andar aa chuki thi.
Uske haath mein ek chhoti si bottle thi — shayad water.
Uska expression casual tha, lekin aankhon mein ek familiarity ki chamak thi.
Shanu
Tera competition hai kal... aur tu abhi bhi notes?
Zaheer thoda muskaraaya
Zaheer
Bas... halka revision kar raha tha. Tu kyun jaag rahi hai?
Shanu ne chair ke opposite wale bed ke kinare par baithte hue apna dupatta thoda adjust kiya

Shanu
Neend hi nahi aa rahi thi. Lagta hai dilli ki hawa mein kuch to nasha hai...
Zaheer ne bottle ki taraf dekha
Zaheer
Kya hai isme? Confession serum?
Shanu hansi
Shanu
Paani hai. Lekin chahe to tujhe thoda sach bhi suna sakti hoon.

Zaheer leaned forward, elbows knees par rakh ke
Zaheer
Toh bol... kya sach kehna hai?
Shanu ne thoda soch kar kaha
Shanu

Aaj... mast din tha. Tu mujhe aise hasa raha tha jaise college ka pehla semester ho.
Zaheer ki aankhon mein wo saari yaadein flash ho gayi — woh road ke chhoti si gali jahan Shanu ne uski photo lete waqt uska haath thama tha...

woh moment jahan unhone ice gola ek doosre ke muh se taste kiya tha...
aur woh scene jahan Shanu ne uska haath pakad ke tourist guide ban ke pose kiya tha...

Zaheer
Shayad isliye mujhe bhi aaj koi tension nahi mehsoos hui.
Shanu
Even now?
Zaheer ne ek halki si smile ke saath notebook band ki
Zaheer
Even now.

Shanu thoda sa uske kareeb ho gayi, dono ke beech ki distance ab ek armrest jitni thi.
Shanu
Tere competition mein tujhe full power chahiye. Soch rahi thi... kya tu mere bina jeet sakta hai?
Zaheer (teasing)
Tu hoti hai toh jeet ke baad celebrate karne ka reason milta hai...
nahi hoti... toh jeet ke liye motivation
Shanu ne uske pen ko uske haath se kheench liya

Shanu
Tu hamesha smart answer deta hai na?
Zaheer leaned in thoda aur
Zaheer

Tere saamne thoda smart banna padta hai…
warna tu toh palat ke chali jaati hai.
Shanu thoda blush kiya, lekin aankhen uski aankhon se nahi hatin
Shanu
Kal agar tu jeeta… toh tu khud se kya maangega?
Zaheer sochta hai... phir slowly bolta hai
Zaheer
Ek aisa waqt… jab tu bina knock kiye aake ruk jaaye.
Shanu ne ek second uski baat ko feel kiya…

phir dheere se muskaraayi…
aur bina kuch bole… apna dupatta thoda aur adjust karke, wahi bed par pichhle pillow se tik gayi.
Shanu
Toh ab sone de mujhe, champion.
Zaheer uski taraf dekhte hue
Zaheer
Tu iss room mein rukegi?

Shanu aankh band karte hue
Shanu
Door band hai, darwaza khula hai… lekin main tere saath hoon.
Tu concentrate kar, main yahin hoon.
Zaheer uske face ko dekhta raha…
phir light dim karke… wapas apne chair mein lean kar gaya.
Shanu ke lips par aakhri lafz the...
Shanu (murmuring)

Goodnight, Zaheer...
Zaheer (softly)
Goodnight, Shanu...
Aur ek calm silence ne room ko le liya…
jahaan ek taraf notes aur determination the,
aur doosri taraf [b]ehsaas aur comfort.[/b]

[Greenwood]

Update 68




Ammu’s Bedroom – Early Morning
Subah ki halki roshni khidki ke patton se chhan kar Ammu ke chehre par padti hai. Usne aankhen dheere se kholi...
Room mein ek sukoon bhari khaamoshi thi.
Usne bed ke ek kone par dekha… Arjun ja chuka tha.
Jaane se pehle kuch kaha bhi nahi tha... jaane kab gaya... kaise gaya... par uski ek cheez yahin reh gayi thi—raat ki wo gehri, bechaini bhari yaadein.
Ammu dheere se apne pillow ke kareeb khisakti hai, jahan Arjun ka halka sa body warmth ab bhi mehsoos ho raha tha.
Uski aankhon ke saamne us raat ke lamhe ek ek karke flash hone lagte hain—
...Arjun ka uske kareeb aana
...uske balon mein ungliyaan chalana
...woh halki halki cheekh jaise har touch mein kuch keh rahi thi
...aur uske baad woh baat, woh khamoshi, woh lamba pal jab sirf saansein thi
Ammu ka dil ek ajeeb si guilt aur pyaar ke beech uljha hua tha.
Usne apne dono haathon se apna chehra chhupa liya
Jaise woh khud se bachna chahti ho...
ya fir woh yaadein sirf uske liye thi, kisi se bhi chhupakar rakhne layak...
Uske lips par ek halki si muskaan thi… lekin aankhon mein kuch aur—
ek samajh, ek badlav, ek rishte ki nayi gehraai…
Scene cut to: Delhi Guest House – Early Morning
Zaheer ki aankhen khud-ba-khud khul gayi thi.
Phone uthakar time dekha—7 baj rahe the.
Wo seedha uthkar baithe, halki si thakaan thi lekin aaj ka din important tha—uska competition start hone wala tha.
Par jaise hi uski nazar bed ke doosre kone par gayi...
Woh ek pal ke liye ruka.
Shanu usi bed par ek halki si muskurahat ke saath, ghumaav bhari neend mein thi.
Uska dupatta shoulder se gir chuka tha, or uske upper boobs bahar nikal chukd they uske kamiz se... zaheer ne ek nazar us par dali upper boobs uski khoobsurat ko or jyada badha rahe they or wo cleavage ufff!!!!!
Zaheer ne uske dupatte ko wapas sahi kiya or use fir ek baar dekha, uska ek haath uske gaal ke neeche tha, aur aankhein band...
Jaise poori duniya se beparwah hokar sirf ek hi jagah pe safe mehsoos kar rahi ho—Zaheer ke paas.
Zaheer ne thoda jhuk kar uske chehre ko dekha...
Uski zulfein thodi si bikhri hui thi, lips thoda parted, aur saans ek regular, pyaar bhari rhythm mein thi.
Uska dil bhar gaya.
Usne dheere se bed par apna haath rakha, aur Shanu ke baalon ke beech se ungliyaan chalayin…
Phir uske sir par haath ferne laga... ek shant, protective touch.
Shanu thoda sa hilli, lekin aankhein nahi kholi.
Zaheer ne halki awaaz mein kaha
Zaheer
Tu meri life ka sabse sukoon bhara subah ban gayi hai…
Usne uske sir par ek halka sa kiss diya—bina uski neend todhe.
Phir bed se uthkar washroom ki taraf badh gaya...
Lekin ek baar aur palat kar usne Shanu ko dekha—
jaise ek soldier apne lucky charm ko dekh kar mission pe jaata hai.

Early Morning – Arjun’s POV
Pani ka stream uske broad shoulders se beh raha tha...
Garam shower ki har boond uske thake hue jism par ek naya josh jagaa rahi thi.
Arjun ki aankhen band thi.
Par un band aankhon ke peeche…
raat ka ek ek lamha zinda tha.
Ammu ka bed par uske paas aana
uska thoda sa hichkichana
phir uska woh pal… jab usne apni aankhen band kar ke
uski baahon mein poori tarah se gir jaana…
Shower ka pressure tez tha, lekin uske kaan mein sirf Ammu ke halki saansein gunj rahi thi
uski upar jhuki palkein,
woh cheek ke paas rukti saans
aur phir... uske garam haathon ka raat bhar ka safar
Arjun ne apne haathon se apna face rub kiya...
par har rub ke baad yaadein aur gehri ho rahi thi.
Uska jaw tighten hua...
aur lower abdomen mein ek jaan-pehchani si tightness mehsoos hone lagi... Uska lund ab puri tarah se salami de raha tha
Woh halka sa jhuka…
aur dono haathon se wall ko thaam liya.
Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha.
Saans mein ek ajnabi si aag thi.
Ammu,
woh sirf ek raat nahi thi.
Woh ek intezaar ka anjaam thi.
Woh ek ladki ki marzi thi—uske paas aane ki, usse chhoone ki...
aur us raat ne Arjun ke andar kuch badal diya tha.
Usne aankhen kholi…
mirror ke steamed surface par ek vague silhouette tha—uska khud ka,
lekin uske chehre pe sirf ek naam likha tha—
Ammu.
Usne pani band kiya.
Apna towel uthaya.
Aur andar hi andar…
woh ab ek nayi duniya mein jaa chuka tha.
Day One – National Debate & General Quiz Championship, Delhi

Location: Convention Hall, Central Delhi
Time: 9:45 AM
A grand stage.
Bright white LEDs flood the space.
Audience silent, waiting.
Twenty long tables—each marked with the name of a college, neatly arranged in a semi-circle.
At the center of the stage stood the Anchor, a smartly dressed woman with an authoritative voice, mic in hand, and a confident smile. Beside her, a massive LED screen displaying:
National Knowledge Circuit 2025 – Day 1: First Round Begins
Anchor
Good morning, all teams, mentors, and audience members!
Welcome to the first round of this year’s most awaited inter-collegiate Debate & Quiz Championship!
Crowd erupts in light applause.
Anchor (cont’d)
Let me walk you through the rules and structure of this intellectual battleground.
She gestures toward the LED screen which now flashes:
Competition Format:
Total Teams: 20
Rounds Today: 3 Elimination Rounds
Top 6 Teams from today will qualify for Round 4: Face-Offs
Round 1: General Quiz (MCQ + Rapid Fire)
Round 2: Debate Round
Round 3: Puzzle & Logic Round
Round 4 (Tomorrow): Head-to-Head Battles
Final (Day After): The Crown Round
The crowd murmurs in anticipation. Students exchange glances. Some scribble nervously in notebooks. Others sip water, calm but focused.
Anchor
All teams must answer on digital keypads.
Malpractice leads to immediate disqualification.
Each round is time-bound. So stay sharp, stay fast.
She pauses, then raises her hand high in the air.
Anchor
And now…
with the sound of this conch…
A stage assistant brings forward a large silver conch.
The Anchor blows it.
A deep booooooom echoes through the hall.
Anchor (smiling wide)
Let the battle… BEGIN!
The camera slowly zooms out, capturing the entire hall—a sea of focused faces, college jerseys, placards, and anticipation.
The LED screen flashes:
ROUND 1 – QUESTION 1 INCOMING
But before the question appears, the camera moves into a montage, highlighting some strong contenders.
Highlighted Participants – Montage:
1. Delhi Institute of Commerce – Team Lead: Suhail Khan
Tall, bespectacled, calm under pressure. Last year’s runner-up, known for lightning-fast recall.
2. Presidency College, Kolkata – Priyamvada Sinha
Witty, articulate, and unbeatable in debate rounds. Known for turning logic puzzles inside out.
3. St. Xavier’s Mumbai – Karan Mehra
A charismatic quizzer, two-time regional champion. Comes with a solid team and unmatched confidence.
4. Jaipur pink city collage – Zaheer qureshi
The dark horse of this year. First-time entry but a fierce academic track record.
Camera shows Zaheer, straight-backed, eyes locked on screen, jaw set.
Beside him sits Shanaya, poised, fingers interlocked on the table, exchanging a tiny smile with him.
She mouths — Ready?
Zaheer nods once, like a soldier preparing for war.
Anchor (voiceover)
And now… the screen lights up with your first question.
The LED screen flickers.
ROUND 1 – QUESTION 1:
Which Indian physicist was awarded the Nobel Prize in 1930 for his work on scattering of light?
Timer: 30 seconds.
A deep silence spreads like a blanket over the room.
Keypads click.
Pens fly.
Some freeze.
Some smirk.
Camera zooms in on fingers. Eyes. Sweating temples. Rapid heartbeats.
The game has begun.
[b]Ammu’s House – Late Morning, 10:10 AM
[/b]
Location: Living Room

Ammu freshly showered, still in her sky-blue cotton kurta, towel wrapped around her wet hair like a lazy turban. Kitchen se abhi abhi chai banakar living room mein aayi hi thi. Mug table par rakhne hi wali thi ke peeche se familiar si awaaz aayi.

Azhar (softly)

Beta… dekh zara TV pe live stream aa rahi hai kya? Zaheer ka competition aaj se shuru hai na?

Ammu ne turant chai ka mug table par rakha aur remote uthaya.

Ammu

Haan baba… abhi dekhte hoon. Link mila tha mujhe WhatsApp pe… Zaheer ne khud bheja tha kal raat.

She scrolls through her phone, finds the streaming link, and taps.

Smart TV automatically sync ho jata hai, aur kuch hi seconds me screen par ek sleek blue-themed interface load hoti hai —

“National Debate & Quiz Championship 2025 – Live from Delhi”

Live stream ke bottom corner mein timer chal raha hota hai:

Round 1 – Question 3: 00:12

Ammu turant volume badhati hai.

Azhar paas wali kursi khinch ke baith jate hain, aankhon mein ek subtle garv.

Azhar

Zaheer kitna shaant lag raha hai screen pe… lekin andar se jaanta hoon, dhadkan uski bhi abhi double chal rahi hogi.

Ammu ke chehre par ek chhoti si muskaan aa jati hai. Screen par Zoom shot aata hai—Zaheer calmly keypad press kar raha hota hai. Uske bagal me Shanu baithi hoti hai, focused and still, jaise koi warrior ki saathi ho.

Ammu (dheere se)

Bhai... itna composed lagta hai, jaise har answer uske andar hi chhupa ho.

Azhar side glance dete hain Ammu ki taraf, phir TV ki taraf dekhte hue bolte hain.

Azhar

Tere bhai ke andar fire hai… bas usse chhedne ki der hoti hai. Aur uske paas Shanu ho, toh woh fire kabhi bujhta nahi.

Ammu

Hmm…

Uski aankhein screen se hatt nahi rahi hoti.

Chupke se sofa ke armrest pe baith jaati hai, pair fold karke.

Screen par har baar jab scoreboard update hota hai, Ammu ki aankhon mein chingari jhalak jaati hai.

TV Announcer (voiceover)

And that’s the end of Round 1, Question 3! We see some sharp moves from Team Jamia North Campus — an early lead! Let’s see how long they hold on...

Azhar ke chehre par proud smile.

Azhar

Bas... ab dekhna. Yeh ladka iss baar kuch kar ke hi laayega.

Ammu aankhon se TV pe tikki rehti hai, lekin uske dil mein ek alag hi tasveer chal rahi hoti hai — ek tasveer jahan Shanu aur Zaheer screen ke dono side baith ke koi aur hi game khel rahe hote hain.

Camera slowly zoom karta hai TV screen pe jahan scoreboard blink kar raha hota hai:

jaipur pink city collage – 30 points (Current Lead)
Cut to: [b]Delhi, Competition Hall...[/b]
[b][b]Competition – Second Round Begins
[/b][/b]
Stage par wahi energetic anchor phir se mic uthata hai, halka sa pause leta hai jaise crowd ka josh soak kar raha ho.

Anchor

Welcome back! Ab shuru hone ja raha hai Second Round — jiska naam hai "Rapid Recall". Har team se ek participant stage par aayega, aur usse 60 seconds mein zyada se zyada correct answers dene hain. Har correct answer pe milenge 10 points.

Camera slowly pan karta hai sabhi teams ke upar, lights ka tempo tez ho chuka hai. Audience ki taaliyon aur cheer ke beech host announce karta hai:

Anchor

Team number 7 — Jaipur Pink City College — please send your participant to the stage!

Zaheer khud uth kar aage badhta hai, confident but calm. Uski aankhon mein jazba tha, lekin expression mein ek tazgi — us raat ki khushi ab competition ke focus mein badal chuki thi.

Camera slow motion mein uske upar zoom karta hai. Background mein ek halka musical thump chalta hai — intense, rhythmic.

Zoom out hota hai screen par, jahan Ammu ke ghar mein TV par ye sab live stream ho raha tha.

Cut to: Ammu ke living room

Ammu, Asma, aur Baba sab screen ki taraf focused hain. Baba aankh ke chashme ko theek karte hain aur kehte hain:

Azhar (Baba)

Dekh beta… yehi toh waqt hota hai jab ek baap ka seena garv se chauda ho jaata hai.

Ammu uski aankhon mein ek glow ke saath dekhti hai — proud and hopeful.

Cut to stage – Second Round Start

Timer set ho chuka hai. Zaheer mic ke saamne ready hai.

Anchor

Your time starts in… 3… 2… 1… Go!

Questions rapid fire mein aane lagte hain:

— "Capital of Lithuania?"

Zaheer: Vilnius

— "Nobel Prize founder?"

Zaheer: Alfred Nobel

— "Chemical symbol of Potassium?"

Zaheer: K

— "Who wrote ‘The Republic’?"

Zaheer: Plato

— "Fastest land animal?"

Zaheer: Cheetah

— "Youngest Indian to win Olympic medal?"

Zaheer: PV Sindhu

30 seconds ho chuke hain. Zaheer unstoppable lag raha tha.

Cut to: Ammu ka living room

Baba slowly head nod karte hain — jaise har jawab pe ek silent "Shabash beta" keh rahe ho. Asma excitement mein cushion pakad ke baithi hai, thoda jump kar rahi thi. Ammu ki aankhon mein ek dum serious concentration.

Cut to: Back on stage

Anchor

…Final 5 seconds left!

— "Currency of Brazil?"

Zaheer: Real

— "Who discovered insulin?"

Zaheer: Banting and Best

BEEP BEEP BEEP – Time up!

Audience taliyon se goonj uthta hai. Zaheer ek step peeche le jaata hai, breath steady, but andhar se ek sukoon.

Anchor (with enthusiasm)

Outstanding performance by Jaipur Pink City College — Zaheer scored 11 correct answers! That's 110 points in Round Two!

Crowd mein kuch log seeti maarte hain, applause ke beech camera jaata hai kuch aur colleges ke competitors pe jinke chehre ab thode tense dikh rahe hain.

Cut to: Ammu’s home

Baba

Yeh baat hai!

Asma

Ohooo bhai ne aag laga di!

Ammu bas chup chaap screen dekhti hai… uski aankhon mein woh muskaan thi… jo ek behen aur ek lover dono ke emotions ko ek saath chhupaye baithi thi.
[b]Scene fade out hota hai… scoreboard update ho raha hota hai.[/b]

[Greenwood]

Update 69




College Campus – Late Morning
Location: Library ke bahar ka corner, peepal ke ped ke neeche
Subah ka dhoop filtered hai… patton ke beech se soft rays zameen par motiyon jaise bikhre hue. Campus mein aaj thoda extra halka-pan tha — shaayad mid-week calm, ya phir dilli wale competition ka high.
Ammu library se nikal rahi thi, kuch loosely held books ke saath. Light blue kurti mein, baal half-clipped, halki thakan aankhon mein… par uske lips par ek chhupa hua muskaan — jaise raat uske andar ab bhi chal rahi ho.
Arjun samne se aa raha tha, white full-sleeves shirt folded till elbows, jeans aur ek grey bag shoulder pe. Uski chal me wo usual confidence tha… lekin jaise jaise wo nazdeek aata gaya, uske kadam dheeme hone lage.
Dono ek dusre ke samne rukte hain… koi baat nahi hoti. Sirf aankhen milti hain.
Ammu
Bas halki si aankhon ko jhuka ke muskurati hai. Lekin us muskaan mein ek sharam thi… raat ki yaadon ka bhar tha… aur ek kasak bhi… kuch adhoora reh gaya tha jaise.
Arjun
Thoda sa paas aake rukta hai. Uski aankhon mein ek aur level ka warmth tha… jisme possessiveness bhi thi… aur wo frustration bhi jo sirf chhupi reh jaati hai jab kisi rishte ko pura kehne ke liye lafz nahi milte.
Arjun
Aaj time pe so gayi thi?
Ammu ka cheek slight pink ho jaata hai. Uski fingers book ke corner ko thoda sa kheenchti hain.
Ammu
Tum to soye hi kab the?
Arjun ka smirk halki saans ke saath fade ho jata hai. Wo bas aankhon se uska chehra dekh raha hota hai — jaise kal raat ka har second uske retina pe carved ho.
Ammu
(bohot dheere se, nazar na mila kar)
Sab theek tha na?
Arjun
Haan… matlab… tum theek ho?
Thodi der dono chup rehte hain. Background mein thodi door koi ghanti bajti hai, lekin un dono ke beech sirf unsaid pause chalta rehta hai.
Ammu
(softly, aankhon mein halki nami le aake)
Shayad hum dono hi… thoda sa ruk gaye the.
Arjun
Bas… shayad sahi waqt pe nahi the.
Ammu uski taraf dekhti hai. Arjun ke aankhon mein kuch tha — raat ka dard, raat ka dahan, Us pal mein, kuch kehkar bolna zaroori nahi tha. Dono ke beech bas ek aankhon ki taal-mel thi… jisne confess bhi kiya aur samjha bhi. Unke beech wo baat nahi thi jo kisi ko samjhani padti hai… wo baat thi jo sirf mehsoos hoti hai.
Delhi – Competition Venue Canteen, Evening

Canteen ke ek kone mein ek simple si wooden table ke paas do steel chairs… unhi par baith kar zaheer aur shanu apna dinner kar rahe hote hain. Collage ke baaki staff thoda door kisi formal document ya schedule ki baat kar rahe the… matlab abhi kuch der ke liye ye dono truly alone the.
Shanu ne apne plate me spoon se pulao ghoomaya… zaheer abhi bottle ka cap khol raha tha. Do rounds ho chuke the competition ke… aur dono ne kaafi ache se perform bhi kiya tha. Lekin energy dono ki halki si drained thi.
Zaheer
(bite lete hue)
Do round aur bach gaye… kal ka din thoda tough hoga. Elite teams aa rahi hai.
Shanu
(smirk karte hue)
Mujhe to sirf ek elite partner mila hai… baki sab to easy hai.
Zaheer
(giggling, lean hoke)
Tu toh waise bhi har answer se pehle meri taraf dekhti hai. Kya kar rahi hoti hai… hint maangti hai ya nazar lagati hai?
Shanu
(mock serious tone)
Main to bas confirm karti hoon… ki meri choice sahi hai ya nahi.
Zaheer
(smiling, leans in more)
Aur agar kabhi teri choice galat ho jaaye…?
Shanu
(ek spoon se thoda rice uske plate me girate hue)
To main… tujhe punish karungi. Jaise class me extra home work milta hai.
Zaheer
Double meaning alert...
(laughs)
Ab tu bata, punishment me kya hota hai? Notes likhwaegi ya late night call pe rula degi?
Shanu
(soft but teasing)
Nahi… tujhe mere questions ke jawab dene honge. Without options.
Zaheer
(smirking)
Without options? Matlab open ended… matlab dangerous.
Shanu
(voice thodi slow aur soft ho jati hai)
Main bhi dangerous hoon zaheer… jab team mate se zyada ban jaati hoon.
Ek pal ke liye dono ki aankhen milti hain. Shanu ka spoon uski plate me ruk gaya tha. Zaheer apne haath ka elbow table pe tikaye, apni aankhon se uska chehra padh raha tha…
Silence… warm, loaded silence.
Zaheer
(teasing whisper)
Agar tu itni hi dangerous hai… to dekhte hain kal ke quiz me kaun kis pe bhari padta hai.
Shanu
(husky tone, aankhen thodi narrowed)
Kal ke quiz ka kya… main to raat ke baad ka soch rahi hoon…
Zaheer ka spoon haath me thama reh gaya… ek second ke liye uska throat dry ho gaya. Shanu uski halat enjoy kar rahi thi.
Zaheer
(smiling with a tiny gulp)
Kya matlab madam?
Shanu
(blinks slowly)
Matlab… team work, zaheer. Jab sab so rahe honge… hum practice karenge. Rounds ke liye.
Zaheer
Thoda lean hota hai, aur dheere se
Quiz ke… ya hum dono ke beech jo tension hai uske?
Shanu
(half smile, bites lip)
Dono.
Ek pal ke liye dono ke beech table ka distance sabse bada mazak ban gaya…
aur canteen ka wo kona — sabse intimate battlefield.
Delhi Guest House – Night

Kamra halka sa thanda tha, AC ki halki humming ke saath ek shaant si raat ki vibe thi. Shanu abhi bathroom se nikal kar aayi thi — apna denim dungaree adjust karti hui, uske neeche pehna hua plain white T-shirt thoda damp tha… she had just splashed water on her face to freshen up.
Zaheer already room me tha. Ek loose white t-shirt aur comfortable black trousers me… ek haath se apna phone rakhte hue wo just table lamp on karta hai.
Zaheer
(looking at her with a casual smirk)
Ready ho gaya tumhara dangerous revision session?
Shanu
(hands on her waist, playful glare)
Tum to darr gaye lagta hai. Padhai ka naam sunte hi table lamp jala diya?
Zaheer
(laughs)
Lamp to jala diya… dekhna tumhare sawaalon se main hi na jalkar reh jaun.
Shanu aankhon se uski taraf ek soft teasing nazar daalti hai aur phir bed ke corner par aa kar baith jaati hai. Zaheer bhi doosre side par tik jaata hai, beech me ek open notebook aur ek pen.
Shanu
(while pretending to read)
To zaheer… batayein, agar kisi partner ka focus competition se zyada uski aankhon me ho… to uska solution kya hoga?
Zaheer
(leans forward, smile deepening)
Solution simple hai… partner ki aankhon se padhai karni chahiye. Notes ki jagah wahan answers mil jaate hain.
Shanu
(smiling, voice lowers a bit)
To ab dekh… main padh rahi hoon… tera chehra.
Zaheer ki aankhen blink karti hain… uske haathon me pen tha lekin woh kabka freeze ho chuka tha. Shanu jaise har baat me do meaning bhar deti thi… aur uska confidence, uski aankhon ki teasing… pure fire thi.
Zaheer
(half-whisper)
Agar tu aise padhayi karegi… to mujhe kuch bhi yaad nahi rahega.
Shanu uske thoda aur kareeb jaake bed pe ulta let jaati hai, sir uski taraf karte hue. Dungaree ka strap uske kandhe se halka sa sirak gaya tha, magar usne casually usse ignore kiya.
Shanu
(softly)
To kya karein? Quiz ke naam pe sirf aankhon me questions aur jawabon ka safar ho raha hai.
Zaheer bhi dheere se uski taraf lean karta hai. Uske chehre par ek mix tha — seriousness aur desire ka. Notebook beech se slide ho gayi thi… dono ke beech ka faasla ab utna hi tha jitna kisi ek saans ke beech.
Zaheer
(dheere se)
Shanu… main har round me strong hoon. Lekin… tu meri weakness ban jaaye to?
Shanu
(soft laugh, aankhon me chamak)
To main tujhe jeetne bhi doongi… aur har round me thoda thoda haarne bhi.
Zaheer ke haath uske paas padhi ek choti si clip ki taraf badhte hain, uske baal piche karta hai. Ek moment ka silence… camera jaise slow ho jaata hai.
Unki aankhen sirf ek dusre ko padhti hain. Shanu uski t-shirt ke collar se halke se kheenchti hai…
Shanu
(whispers)
Ready ho… quiz revision ke liye?
Zaheer
(smirks, softly)
Shabd kam… feel zyada.
Lights dim ho jaati hain… lamp ki roshni sirf unki silhouettes pe padti hai. Shanu bed se khadi hoti hai apni Dungaree ka ek aur strap apne shoulder se down karti hai jo ki halki si movement me slip ho jaata hai,
Or uski dungaree dekhte hi dekhte niche khisak jati hai... andar shanu ek white tshirt or ek boyshorts type black panty me thi... wo dhire se zaheer ke paas aati hai uski aankho me dekhti hai or uski god apne dono per uske dono side karke beth jati hai... zaheer ek pal ke liye blank ho jata hai lekin fir wo zaheer ka haath apne haath ke upar rakh leti hai
Shanu
Kya bolta hai qureshi... Competition me lamba tik payega ya nahi
Zaheer apne dono hath uske hips par le aata hai support ke liye or shanu apni dono baahein uske gale me daal deti hai...
Shanu slowly uske chest ke upar haath rakhti hai — zaheer ki t-shirt ke kapde se uski warmth mehsoos hoti hai. Uska finger ek light sa circle banata hai wahan, bina kuch bole. Zaheer uske is gesture se thoda breathless ho jata hai.

Zaheer (taking her wrist gently)
Agar tu aur karegi na… to mere dimaag se poora competition delete ho jayega.
Shanu (smirks)
Main chah rahi hoon ki tu mujhe yaad rakhe… har round se pehle. Har answer se zyada.
Dono ab bed ke edge se center ki taraf slide ho chuke the — zaheer ab half-lying posture me tha, aur shanu uske upar thoda lean karke uski t-shirt ke fabric me ungliyon se halki si grip banaye huye thi.
Shanu ke baal uske cheek pe gir rahe the… aur zaheer ne unhe ek baar firse piche kiya, lekin is baar uska haath uske jawline tak gaya… thoda linger kiya.
Shanu (soft breath)
Kabhi socha tha… ki tu mujhe is tarah dekhega?
Zaheer (huskily)
Main har baar sochta tha. Par har baar dar lagta tha… ki agar tu door chali gayi to?
Shanu (absolutely still, whispers)
Aaj ruka kyun hai… le ja mujhe wahan jahan sirf hum ho.
Zaheer uska haath pakadta hai, aur dheere se usse apne paas kheenchta hai. Shanu ab uski chest pe let gayi hai, dono ki saansein synchronize hone lagi hain.
Kuch der ke liye sab kuch silent ho gaya…
…sirf heartbeat sunayi deti hai. Ek dusre ke skin ki heat. Unka proximity. Ek shared stillness — jisme kuch kaha nahi gaya, lekin sab samajh aa gaya.
Zaheer ka haath uski back ke lower curve tak jata hai, woh apna face uske baalon me chhupa deta hai.
Zaheer (softly)
Tu mera home ban gayi hai, Shanu.
Shanu (uski t-shirt ko thoda aur kas ke pakad ke)
Aur tu mera risk… jo har baar lena chahti hoon.
Light fade ho jaati hai… zaheer as it position me let jata hai or shanu apne dono hatho se apna loose white tshirt bhi remove kar deti hai... Zaheer ki saansein tez hone lagti hai or uske chote zaheer me ab harkat hone lagti hai jo shanu ko uske upar bethne se ehsaas ho jata hai ... Zaheer ki aankho ke samne shanu ke wo 32 size ke not big lekin sexy ballons hote hai ek black designing bra me qaid... Shanu apne hath se zaheer ka hath pakad kar apni chest tak le aati hai or apne ballons par rakh deti hai... Or ek sigh leti hai apni gardan ko piche mod kar, zaheer bhi apni aankhein band kar leta hai or uske hath ab apne ap shuru ho jate hai bra ke upar se shanu ki chhati ko raundane me... Bilkul tight or round shape ke uske wo chuche zaheer ke mote qasaiana hatho me qaid they... Zaheer ki body wese bhi solid thi butcher giri ka kaam karte huye or wo apna zor shanu ke boobs par shanu ko feel karwa raha tha... Wo shanu ke chuche pakad kar hi use niche khich leta hai apne upar or shanu ek siski ke sath uske muh ke qareeb ja girti hai or dono ki wild kissing start hoti hai... Dono ek hi rhythm me apne hont chala rahe hote hai or aisa lag raha mano ki saalon se yeh bhookh unke andar thi... Shanu ne apne hatho se hi zaheer ki tshirt ko uski chest tak utha diya or uski trouser ko unbutton karne lagi... Fir ek lamba kiss todte huye shanu ne uske gale chahere or fir uski body par kiss karne start kiye... Or uski pant bhi utarne lagi.... Pant utarte hi zaheer ka wo v cut underwear or uska wo mota bulge shanu ki aankho ke samne tha... Shanu Kuch der use dekhti hai or fir uski thighs par kiss karte huye uski pant puri nikal deti hai or zaheer bhi uski bra unhook kar deta hai... Dono is moment par bahut hot or seductive lag rahe they jaha zaheer bottom less to shanu topless thi .. zaheer uski chuchiyo ki achi khabar leta hai or chusne me koi kami baki nahi rakhta... Shanu ab fully charged ho chuki thi zaheer ko apni jawani saunpne ke liye or iski taraf badhte huye wo zaheer ke upar aa gayi... Or ek jhatke me uska wo underwear bhi nikal diya... Ab jo shanu ne dekha shayd uski kalpana bhi usne nahi ki thi... Zaheer ka wo saaf chamakdar musal loda uski aankho ke samne tha zaheer bhi ek naughty smile deta hai Jese ki keh raha ho, ki aaja ab bhid tu .. or shanu apni gardan hila kar use salami deti hai uske lode ke liye... Fir shanu uska lund pakadti hai or dhire dhire uspe bethne lagti hai,use beinteha drad hone lgta Hai kyoki ek virgin saaf kuwari choot ek aise lund ki sawari karne wali thi jiske liye hi shayd collage me kisi ne koi aahh bhari ho, zaheer ki shakhsiyat collage ke baki ladko se alag thi, na wo kabhi kisi ladki ke piche bhaga or na usne kisi ko bhav diya... Inface anwar madam jaisa karara milf maal bhi usne kabhi apne sir nahi chadne diya, jabki baki launde anwar madam ke upar chadhna chahte they... Ab shanu comfortable ho chuki thi zaheer ke lund par or uski aankho ke aansu sukh chuke they, usne ab apne baalo ko bandhna start Kiya or zaheer ke dhakko ke sath apni kamar sync karke uske lund ki sawari karne lagi... Pure room me dono aahhh ohhhh or thap thap ki aawaz aa rahi thi or aaye bhi kyu na dono hi apni jawani ke charam par they, apni virginity apni marzi se todne wale malik... Kuch 7 8 minute baad zaheer ne shanu ki kamar pakad kar use apne niche le liya or fir shuru ki apni railgaadi... Dhakke par dhakka or shanu ke muh se madak siskiya, yehi siskiya thi jo uska josh doguna kar rahi thi... Apni premika ko is roop me dekh kar har shakhs pagal ho jayega or uski sawari karna chahega,zaheer ne bhi wahi kiya... Shanu ke invitation ko dono hatho se qubool kiya or uski choot ki chutney banane me koi kasar na baki rakhi


Unki saansen ek ho chuki thi. Shanu uske chest ke paas apna face rakh deti hai, aur Zaheer uske baalon me apni fingers chalaata hai — slow, comforting, like music.
Zaheer ke lips uski shoulder ke paas ruk jaate hain — not rushed, not hungry, just... grateful.
Shanu
(breath catching)
Tere haath mujhe chhute nahi… mujhe samajhte hain.
Zaheer
(gently)
Tujh tak pahuchne ke liye mujhe shabd ki zarurat kab thi?
Camera unki intertwined fingers pe zoom karta hai — thodi der baad un fingers ka grip tighten hota hai.
Uske baad… kuch pal soundless hote hain — sirf white bedsheet ke folds, moonlight ki shifting shadow aur do bodies jo ek rhythm mein move kar rahi hain — not lustfully, but like poetry unfolding.
Shanu ki breath kabhi tez hoti hai, kabhi soft… aur uske lips par ek smile, jo kehti hai — yeh mera ghar hai.
Zaheer uski aankhon me dekhkar sirf ek sentence bolta hai —
Main tujhe sirf chhoone nahi, yaad rakhna chahta hoon.
Aur woh raat… ek yaad ban jaati hai.
Ek ehsaas jisme bed kisi battlefield jaisa nahi, ek sanctuary ban gaya — jahan zaheer ne har kiss me shanu ko respect diya, har touch me uska bharosa samjha.
Lights dim ho jaati hai.
Last frame — dono ek dusre ki baahon mein, calm… safe… and finally whole.

[Greenwood]

while reading this story one thought hit me , that girls don't have hobby other then being supportive to our heroes , and being their motivation and reward. boys palying football becoming hero , boys running on track , wining medals. girls are just happy with finding a partner for their life and saying " tere jeett mey meri jeet hai" ( trying little Hindi bro ).     


hypocrisy of Shaun, 

Shaun was aware that something happing between arjun and ammu way before nikkhats entry. but when students were talking about arjun and nikkhat, instead  of taking her friends side she brag about her brothers charm on nikkhat openly . but when ammus marriage talk come out she all of a sudden  become  supportive about ammus and arjuns relationship.

Bro I  know that I am being very demanding , but hey bro I love this story.

Ofcourse there are not much space for female leads, coz this story only around rivalry of friends... Read my previous story where story is around 5 female leads and its all belong to them


She has no hypocrisy brother 
She doesn't know about arjun and nikhat sex experience 
Every younger sister have blind trsut on her brother so does shanu
No sister will ask her brother that there are gossip about your affair with someone... She knew her brother can not do such a thing... But also don't know that her brother did a bang experience.... She still don't know what he did

[Greenwood]

Update 70




Ammu’s Room – Late Evening
Kitchen ki lights ab bujh chuki thi. Sab dinner kha chuke the… Asma ne plates rakh di thi, Baba TV ke saamne the. Ammu apne kamar bandh kar ke haath ponchti hui apne kamre mein aayi… darwaza band kiya, ek gehri saans li.
Uska room me ek shaant si roshni thi — side lamp ki orange light ne pura kamra naram sa bana diya tha.
She stood in front of the mirror. Thakawat thi, lekin aankhon mein koi aur chamak bhi.
Usne apne baalon ko dheere se khola, rubber band nikalte waqt ek halki si muskaan uske chehre par aayi. Mirror ke saamne jaake ruk gayi. She stared at her own reflection… lekin aankhon mein jaise kuch aur dikh raha tha.
Suddenly, ek yaad ne cheekhi nahi… bas halki si ungliyon se uske dil ko chhoo diya.
Flashback ka ek pal…
Arjun ke haath uske kamar ke charon taraf… bed ke edge pe dono baith ke… uske baalon mein Arjun ka chehra chhupa hua tha.
His voice — low, warm, and filled with want.
Uski ungliya uski ungliyon se intertwined…
Aur kiss — ek ke baad ek, jawline se leke collarbone tak…
Ammu ki hansi aur uske haath ka Arjun ke chest pe woh halki si dhak-dhak…
Mirror ke saamne khadi Ammu ab blush kar rahi thi. Uske haathon ne apna dupatta automatically thoda tight kar liya… jaise Arjun ki aankhon se bachna ho.
Lekin smile uske lips pe ruk nahi rahi thi.
Ammu
(slow whisper to herself)
Pagal hai tu bhi… poora din busy thi, aur ab woh yaad aa raha hai…
Usne apne galle pe haath rakha… jahan kal raat Arjun ne ek soft kiss kiya tha — aur aaj bhi wo jaga garam lag rahi thi.
Mirror ke saamne usne aankhon mein kohl lagaya… halki si mascara — jaise sirf uske liye. Uska reflection usse dekhta raha… jaise pooch raha ho — kya raat aaj bhi apne naam karegi?
Ammu ne apni aankhon mein aankh daali…
Aur muskurayi — woh laal muskurahat, jo sirf ek ladki ke chehre pe tab aati hai, jab raat uske liye ek raaz banne wali ho.
Camera uske chehre se zoom out karta hai…
She turns, walks toward her bed… and the screen slowly fades to that night’s bedroom scene.

Ammu ne lamp ki roshni halki kar di thi… ek corner mein sirf ek warm glow jal raha tha, baaki kamra thoda sa andhera, thoda dreamy ho chuka tha.
Usne dupatta side mein rakha, pillow thoda adjust kiya… aur chadar apne pairon tak kheench li. Abhi thakan thi, lekin neend nahi… dil ek ajeeb sa halka sa lag raha tha.
Usne apni karwat badli… face ab darwaze ki taraf tha. Ankhon mein ek halka sa sukoon tha, jaise kisi ki yaadon ke saath neend aayegi.
Tabhi…
Click.
Darwaze ka handle dheere se ghooma… aur chhupke se darwaza khula.
Ammu ki nazar turant uthi. Uska saans ek pal ko ruk gaya…
Wahan khada tha Arjun.
White cotton kurta… sleeves thodi rolled up… baalon mein ek soft si wetness, jaise abhi kuch der pehle hi shower se nikla ho. Uski aankhon mein koi shaitani nahi thi — sirf ek gehra, bepanah pyaar. Jaise raat bhar ka saara sukoon sirf ek pal mein uske chehre par thamaa ho.
Ammu ne usse dekha… palak jhuki, phir uthi… uske chehre pe ek laal si muskaan thi. Nazar uski aankhon se uske pair tak gayi, phir wapas aankhon tak…
Kuch nahi kaha usne.
Bas apne haathon ko dheere se faila diya…
Apne dil ke raja ko, apne is chhoti si duniya mein samet lene ke liye…
Us gesture mein ek sharam thi… lekin us sharam mein itna saara acceptance tha, itni clarity, ki Arjun ka dil zor se dhadak utha.
Wo kuch nahi bola.
Bas kadam badhaye… har ek kadam uske chehre pe ek nayi garmaahat laata gaya.
Ammu
(softly, aankhon mein shikayat aur hansi dono)
Itni der laga di?
Arjun
(voice low and filled with heat)
Mujhe pata tha… ki tu intezaar kar rahi hogi.
Woh uske paas aaya… bed ke edge pe baith gaya… haath uske haathon mein liya… aur phir jaise sab kuch thama gaya.
Silence.
Ammu ne apni ungliyaan uski fingers mein fasaayi…
Aur apne knees thodi si fold karke uske lap mein rest kar di.
Uska head Arjun ke chest se takraaya… aur usne aankhen band kar li.
Arjun ne uske baalon mein haath ghumaya…
Aur ek soft kiss uski head pe diya.
Har touch mein itna sukoon tha, jaise dono ek dusre ko yaad dilaa rahe ho — you’re home.
Aur phir… raat ne apne raaz likhne shuru kiye.
Arjun uske baalon mein se halki si anguliyan guzaarta raha… jaise yaadon ka har lamha uske chhute hue resham jaise taaron mein likhna chahta ho. Ammu ne aankhen band kar rakhi thi, lekin uska har ang arjun ki ungliyon ke touch ko mehsoos kar raha tha… jaise kuch purana, kuch adhoora ab shayad poora hone jaa raha ho.

Phir Arjun ne dheere se uska haath uthaya… uski kalai par ek pyaara sa kiss diya… aur usse dekha.
Arjun
(bahut dheere se)
Mujhe lagta tha… main tujhe chahta hoon. Par ab lagta hai… main tujh mein basa hoon, Ammu.
Ammu ki palkein thodi si bheeg gayi thi. Arjun ki baat sunkar usne bas ek nazar uthakar use dekha… phir apne haathon se uska face hold kiya… aur apna forehead uske forehead se chhupa diya.
Ammu
Aaj… sirf apna bana lo. Bina shabd ke… bas mujhme samaa jao.
Woh shabdon ki zarurat khatam ho chuki thi.
Arjun ne uska face apne haathon mein liya… uski aankhon mein dekha… aur phir uski aankhon pe, gaalon pe, hothon pe ek-ek kiss diya. Jaise kisi mehekti kitaab ke panne palat raha ho… har page ko mehsoos karta hua.
Ammu ne apni kamar se chadar thoda adjust ki… aur apni fingers Arjun ke kurte ke button tak le gayi. Button khulte gaye, lekin har khula hua button koi shor nahi karta tha… sirf ek gehra sa silence banta jaa raha tha… jo sirf dono ke beech tha.
Room ke andar sirf kuch soft sa wind chime ka sound tha… aur dono ke saanson ki sadaayein.
Ammu ne chadar khud pe wrap kar li thi, lekin uska ek kandha khula tha… jahan Arjun ne apne lips rakhe… aur ruka.
Ammu
(teasing, soft whisper mein)
Raat lambi hai… ruk mat.
Arjun ne uske baalon ko side kiya… aur uske kandhe se le kar uski collarbone tak apni cheek softly slide ki… uske skin pe goosebumps jaise khil uthe the.
Phir usne Ammu ko dheere se neend ki tarah apni baahon mein samet liya… uske neck ke niche ek kiss diya… aur usse apne saath lete lete, uska haath apne chest par rakh diya.
Lights off nahi hui thi… par duniya band ho gayi thi.
Chadar ke neeche dono ek aisi bhaasha mein baat kar rahe the jo kisi zabaan ki mohtaaj nahi thi. Usme sirf touch tha, rhythm thi, aankhon ka connection tha… aur unki dhadkano ka sangam.
Kuch der baad… ek halki si hansi sunai di. Arjun ne uske lips ke corner pe kiss kiya.
Arjun
Tu sirf meri hai, Ammu.
Ammu
Aur tu meri har subah, har raat ho…
Aur woh raat… koi raat nahi rahi.
Woh ek dua thi… jo dono ki aankhon se, ungliyon se, hothon se… usne qabool kar li.

Room mein sirf barish ki aawaaz thi… aur do saansein… jo ek hi lehar mein chal rahi thi.
Ammu ki aankhon mein kuch tha… thoda sharmaya hua, thoda mehka hua. Arjun uske paas tha, itna paas ke dono ke darmiyaan sirf ek halka sa kapda tha — jo sirf ek aur pal ke liye tha.
Arjun ne uski taraf dekha… dheere se… jaise har nazar uske chehre ke naks likh rahi ho. Phir usne apni ungli se uske kamar ke paas ke kapde ka zip pakda… uski aankhon se ijazat li… aur jab koi rokaawat nahi mili, to dheere se us kameez ka zip khol diya.
Zzzzzp…
Ammu ne ek halki si sigh li… na woh protest thi, na sharmaahat… bas ek narmi thi… ek tasleem.
Usne apne dono haath Arjun ke gale mein daal diye… jaise uske honthon par kuch kehna chahti ho… par alfaazon ki zarurat hi nahi thi. Uske haath Arjun ki gardan ke peeche band ho gaye… aur uske chehre ka rang bijli ke chamak ke saath lal ho gaya.
Arjun
(whispering, cheek ke paas)
Main ruk jaun…?
Ammu
(slow nod ke saath)
Nahi… rukna mat… aaj raat… main teri hoon, Arjun.
Ek pal ke liye dono ki aankhen band ho gayi… sirf saans chalti rahi. Uske baad Arjun ne uske kapdon ko dheere se, izzat se, pyaar se uske jism se hata diya — jaise koi tasveer se dhool hata raha ho.
Window ke bahar bijli chamki… us roshni mein ek silhoutte utra — jisme Arjun ki baahon mein simti Ammu thi.
Un dono ke darmiyaan jo baat ho rahi thi, woh kisi zabaan ki mohtaaj nahi thi. Har kiss, har brush, har cheekhati saans — ek nayi baat keh rahi thi.
Arjun ne ammu ko litaya or uske bra me qaid chucho se khelne laga... Arjun apni football skill ka pura use kar raha tha ammu ko or jyada garam karne ke liye.... Usne Ammu ke bra strap ko down shoulder kiya or waha ek bite diya, soft, gently lekin seductive love bite... Ammu ki to jaise ek siski nikal gayi ho, ammu ne bhi apne premi ko nirash nahi kiya or uske gardan gale or baalo wali chest me kiss karna start Kiya... Ab arjun uske parellel let gaya or uske santro se khelne laga... Ammu ke letne se uske boobs gravity ke sath piche ki or ja rahe they or ab uske upper boobs itne seducing lag rahe they ki arjun ne apni zubaan se unhe chhoona start Kiya... Arjun ne ammu ke ek nipple ko apni ungliyo me liya or pyaar se use masla, na jaldi baji, na hawas... Ammu is humle ko sehen nahi kar paayi or ek sigh ke sath arjun ki taraf karwat li... Uske hath khud b khud arjun ki jeans tak ja chuka they, or usne ek pal ko arjun ki aankho me dekha jaise ki wo abhi bho kisi sharm me, hesitation me thi, arjun ne uski aankho ko padha or khud b khud apni jeans unbutton karne ke sath hi ghutno tak niche kar di... Ammu ne ek smile di jaise ki uski jaan ne uski baat samajh Li ho, or ammu ne uske boxer ke upar se hi do ungli se uska wo minar feel kiya jo pichle kai saalo se bulge de raha tha Ammu ke liye... Arjun ki aankhein ammu ka hath lagte hi band ho gayi or usne apne hath se ammu ka hath pakad kar apni boxer me daal diya... Ammu ne bhi sharm se aankhen band karli or pheli baar Ammu ke hath me wo ek mota lakde jaise gosht ka tukda tha jo shayd ammu ke naseeb ke liye hi banaya gaya tha, ammu uski motai or vishalta ko touch karke hi pani pani hone lagi kuch ek do minute tak usne sirf ungli ka hi use Kiya or phir ek tej bijli ki kadkadahat or ammu ka hath apne aap by chace arjun ke mote hairy or 8 inch wale ek aankh wale rakshas par jakad gaye... Arjun ke muh se ek siski nikli or usne apna muh ammu ke mote tarbuzo par laga diya or unhe suck karne laga, ammu ke mann me wahi priya ke sath ki gayi collage ki baat yaad aane lagti hai or uska hath arjun kg rakshas ko sehlane me busy ho jata hai....


Same Morning, College Canteen, Corner Bench
Canteen ka kona shaant tha, zyada bheed bhi nahi thi. Do coffee cups ke beech, Priya aur Ammu dono baithi thi. Ammu white kurti mein, baalon ka ek halka jooda banaye… aur uska chehra… ek ajeeb si khamoshi aur chamak dono le kar aaya tha.
Priya (cup uthate hue, aankhon ko narrowed karte)
Kya scene hai Ammu? Aaj tu kuch… zyada hi soft soft lag rahi hai.
Ammu (khush ho ke but thoda sa bachne ki koshish mein)
Nahi toh… bas thak gayi hoon shayad.
Priya
Areee... thak gayi hoon ya raat bhar thak gayi thi?
Ammu (shocked expression ke saath)
Priya! Shut up… yahaan log sun lenge…
Priya (leaning in, teasing)
Toh sun lein na… kya sunenge? Sabki life me ye scene hota hai
Ammu(blushing so hard she hides her face behind coffee cup)
Tujhe kisne bola?
Priya
Tu bhi pagal hai ammu, har ladka ladki me physical need hoti hi hai,
Ammu (softly, aankhon se table ki taraf dekhte hue)
lekin...
Priya
Dekh ammu, meri shadi hone wali hai isliye mujhe yeh sab chize maloom chal gayi hai... Nakul ne khud mujhe guidance di hai
Ammu (sigh karte hue, smile mein convert hoti hai)
kya kaha usne
Priya (serious hoke)
Yahi ki, har relationship me har jodi me sex ki jarurat hoti hai hai... Tumhari feelings ko yeh or jyada mazboot karti hai
Ammu (slowly, firm voice)
lekin, main yeh kaise... I mean tum dono ne khul kar baat ki
Priya (smiling warmly)
That’s not just desire Ammu. That’s trust… aur emotional permission… jo har kisi ko nahi milti.
Ammu (sharmate huye)
Haan…or agar hum dono hi ek dusre se pyaar karte hai to, phir aaj nahi to kal yeh sab to hoga I think
Priya (laughing)
Kya chudai?
Ammu (eyes close karte hue)
Are bas priya, itna bhi na khul mere samne
Priya (silent for a second, then laughs)
khulna to tujhe hai meri rani, meri baat maan jab bhi kare to khul kar isko enjoy karna, warna choot bhi mari jayegi, khoob bhi bahega lekin hath kuch nahi aayega
Ammu (laughs out loud for the first time, soft but full of meaning)
Shut up priya....
Flashback end....


Or Ammu ka dhyaan fir se kaam vasna me aata hai or wo dekhti hai ki arjun uske bilkul piche ki taraf leta hai or uski neck ko kiss karte huye back cuddle ke sath hi uski chuchiyo ko ghont raha tha... Ammu ke hatho ki grip se uska wajni rakshas bhi jaag chuka tha or ammu ki gand ki darar par mehsus ho raha tha... Or arjun ne fir is kaam ko anjaam dene ke liye ammu ke kaan me ek halki si bina bole permission leni chahi or ammu ne sharma kar bas smile ke sath hi ise accept bhi kar liya or arjun ne piche se hi apna dick ammu ke vagina par rakh kar sehlane laga... Priya ki yaado my kab ammu nangi ho chuki thi yeh use khud nahi maloom chala or fir arjun ke loda ghiste hi ammu ke muh se ek siski nikli jisme pyaar jyada or hawas kam thi... Arjun ne apna loda apne hath se ammu ke chhed par set kiya or dhire andar ghusane laga back cuddle ke sath hi... Or ammu ki aankho me pyaar ki jagah ab dard aane laga tha, or kuch boondein uski aankho se pani bhi beh nikla... Arjun ne thoda or push kiya or aadha loda ammu ki saaf clean pak choot ke andar tha, ammu chhatpatane lagi to arjun ne uske boobs ko sehlana shuru kiya or uska face apne hatho se piche ghuma kar use kiss dene laga... Jisse ammu ki gardan ko bend mila or use thoda pain hua lekin arjun ne wese hi use apne se daboche rakha... Kuch der baad jab ammu comfortable hui to arjun ne fir se thoda sa kamar ko piche kiya or fir ek push ke sath apna 6 inch ka khoonta ammu ke andar ghusa diya, ammu fir se tadapne lagi lekin arjun ab der na karte huye kamar ko piche kiya or ek ke baad ek 5 6 shot mare jo uske pure rakshas ko ammu ke andar utarne ke liye kaafi they... Ammu ki aankho me ab aansu ki jhadi thi... Uski white bedsheet ab kuch jagah se laal ho chuki thi jaise kisi ne laal syahi ki dawat khol di ho... Or fir shuru dono ka wo khel jo barish ki raftaar ke sath speed badhate jaata... Kabhi arjun upar to kabhi ammu side... Dono ne jaise ab sari sharm lihaaz chhod di ho or ek dusre ko pura maza dene ki hod mach rakhi ho...

Chadar ne un dono ko dhak liya, lekin unka pyaar… woh chhupne wala nahi tha.
Us raat, barish unke liye geet ban gayi.
Bijli, unke lamhon ki taaliyan.
Aur bed… ek mandir jahan do roohon ne ek doosre ko chhoo liya ho

[Greenwood]

Update 71




Next Morning — Delhi Guest House Room
7:03 AM
Room ke sheeshe ke parde ke paar se halki dhoop andar aa rahi thi, lekin kamra abhi bhi thoda sa andhere mein tha. Ek bedside lamp raat bhar on chhoda gaya tha, uski naram roshni mein Zaheer ki aankh khulti hai.
Thoda confused… thoda blank.
Uska haath still thoda sa folded tha, jaise kisi ko apne paas protect kar raha ho… aur tabhi uska chehra dheere dheere side turn hota hai.
Shanu.
Woh uske hi bagal mein thi. Uski aankhen abhi bhi band thi, baalon ki kuch lattein uske cheek pe tikki hui… aur blanket uski bare shoulder tak gira hua tha.
Woh denim dungaree… kahin nahi dikhi.
Zaheer ka throat ek second ke liye sukh gaya. Uski aankhon mein sabse pehle jo reflect hua… woh tha raat ka ek blurred snapshot:

Ek lamha jahan Shanu ke bal uske haathon mein the…
Shanu ka cheek uske chest par rest kar raha tha…
Woh uske ear ke paas kuch keh rahi thi… lekin uski awaaz sirf ehsaas thi, lafz nahi.

Zaheer
(andar hi andar, almost whispering)
Oh… shit.
Woh pal mein hi bed se thoda peeche hata, aur apne haath se apna forehead dhak diya — jaise sab kuch ek baar mein samajh aa gaya ho… aur samajh na aane ka guilt bhi sath aa gaya ho.
Woh uth kar bed ke edge par baith gaya… aankhen khuli… aur uska chehra stress aur shame ka mix tha.
Usne apna phone uthaya, dekha 3 missed calls… par uska mann ab kisi aur direction mein chala gaya tha. Usne sirf ek baat apne aap se boli:
Zaheer
(softly)
Yeh humne… kya kar diya?
Peeche bed mein Shanu ab bhi so rahi thi… dhoop uske balon ko halki golden si roshni mein rang rahi thi. Aur ek second ke liye Zaheer ne us taraf phir dekha… nafrat nahi thi uske chehre par… sirf guilt aur samajh ka bojh.

Same Morning – Guest House Room, Delhi
7:18 AM
Zaheer tab tak bed se uth kar thoda sa door, window ke paas ja chuka tha. Haath folded the. Nazar baahar ek flat building ke chhatt par se girti halki dhoop pe tikki thi, lekin dimaag mein kuch aur hi chal raha tha.
Uski peeth abhi bhi room ki taraf thi… jab bed ke sheets mein ek halki si movement hui. Shanu ki aankhon ne dheere dheere subah ko mehsoos karna shuru kiya. Uski lashes hilin... uske haath ne apne shoulder ko touch kiya jaise halka sa jhatka laga ho. Phir aankhen khul gayi.
Blanket uske collarbone tak tha, aur woh abhi bhi Zaheer ke pillow ke bahut kareeb thi.
Shanu
(soft whisper, aankhon mein confusion)
Zaheer...?
Uski awaaz bahut naram thi. Thodi si naraz, thodi si chhupi si… aur poori tarah se unsorted.
Zaheer ne peeth mod kar kuch seconds chup raha… phir dheere se turn hua. Shanu ab uski taraf dekh rahi thi. Uske chehre par woh awkward blush tha jo na fully regret tha, na fully comfort.
Zaheer ne uski aankhon mein dekha, lekin kuch keh nahi paaya.
Shanu
(halka sa smile, shaky voice)
Good morning...
Zaheer bas dekh kar ruk gaya. Woh chhoti si smile bhi uske guilt ko tod nahi paayi thi. Usne bas ek halki nod di. Shanu ne notice kiya ke woh kuch zyada hi tense lag raha tha.
Shanu
(trying to sound casual)
Main... washroom chali jaaun?
Zaheer
(softly, avoiding eye contact)
Haan… of course.
Woh dheere se blanket ko thoda adjust karke uthti hai, apna dupatta ya shirt dhoondhne ke liye nazar ghumati hai, lekin ek second ke liye woh bhi freeze ho jaati hai. Zaheer tab tak aankhen neeche kiye, ek kone ki taraf ho jaata hai jaise usse aankhon mein dekhne ki himmat na ho.
Shanu andar chali jaati hai. Door band hota hai.
Aur jab woh andar chali jaati hai, toh Zaheer ne apne face ko dono haathon se chhupaa liya…
Zaheer
(aankhon mein guilt)
Shanu... main tumse... kya kehun ab?
Guest House – Bathroom Scene (Shanu’s POV)

Inside the small tiled bathroom, warm morning light filtering through a small fogged glass window
Shanu mirror ke saamne khadi thi. Uska haath abhi bhi towel se apne geele balon ko thoda-thoda sukha raha tha, lekin nazar apne reflection se hatt nahi rahi thi.
Mirror mein apna chehra dekhte hi uske aankhon ke neeche raat ki halka sa thakan thi… lekin us thakan mein ek ajeeb si roshni thi. Jaise kuch bahut naya, bahut gehra uske andar jag chuka ho.
Usne halki si saans li… aur apni aankhon mein khud se kuch dhoondhne lagi.
Flashback jaise dissolve hota hai uske chehre pe.
Zaheer ka saans uske kaanon ke paas...
Uski ungliyon ka pressure…
Uske haathon ka woh lahja…
Aur sabse zyada – uski aankhon ka tarah-tarah se badalte hue rang.
Shanu ke chehre par ek halki si blush aa gayi. Usne aankhon band ki aur cheek par haath rakha – jaise apne aap se poochhna chahti ho… kya main theek thi?
Phir uske dimag mein woh scene aaya jab subah uthte hi usne Zaheer ka chehra dekha. Woh peeth ghumaye khada tha. Thoda sa stiff. Thoda sa... door.
Shanu
(andar hi andar, faint whisper)
Tum regret kar rahe ho, Zaheer?
Uska smile thoda dheema ho gaya. Usne aankhon se mirror mein dobara apne reflection ko dekha… lekin is baar woh blush ke peeche ek chhupi si chinta bhi thi.
Shanu
(andar hi andar)
Main toh... tumhari taraf se thi. Par agar tum... sirf guilt mehsoos kar rahe ho toh...
Usne apna towel ek hook pe latkaya.… aur ek gehri saans le kar darwaza khola.
Dheere se light ka ek stripe room mein gaya jahan Zaheer abhi bhi table ke paas khamosh khada tha.
Shanu ne apni aankhon ki chhavi chhupayi, lekin ek last baar andar se kahin se usne khud se kaha…
"Main tayyar hoon baat karne ke liye... agar tum bhi ho."

Guest House – Dining Table (Same Morning)
Zaheer aur Shanu dining area ke ek kone mein baith kar breakfast kar rahe the. Dono ke beech ki plate mein toasts aur ek kettle mein coffee rakhi thi… lekin dono ki aankhon mein uss raat ka hangover abhi bhi zinda tha.
Zaheer toast ko ek kone se tod raha tha, lekin uski nazar uss par nahi thi. Kabhi spoon se cup ke andar coffee ghoomata… kabhi door se baahar ke view ko takta.
Shanu uske saamne shaant baithi thi. Uska denim dungare ab ek loose white shrug ke neeche chhup gaya tha, lekin uske bal abhi bhi thode se geele the.
Dono ne kai baar ek dusre ki taraf dekha… phir nazar chura li.
Silence. Sirf spoon ka ceramic se takrana.
Phir… Shanu ne halki si hansi roki, aur thoda jhukti…
Shanu
(softly, with teasing warmth)
Tum kuch bol kyun nahi rahe ho?
Zaheer ne uski taraf dekha. Woh blush kar gaya… aur halki si muskurahat uske lips tak to aayi, lekin aankhon tak nahi pahuchi.
Zaheer
(thoda stiff, low voice)
Main... bas soch raha tha… kal raat... humein shayad control rakhna chahiye tha.
Shanu ne cup ko neeche rakha. Uska chehra serious nahi hua… balki aur soft.
Shanu
Zaheer… tumhe lagta hai maine kuch galat kiya?
Zaheer
Nahi, bilkul nahi…
(phir ruk kar)
Main bas… nervous hoon. Tumhare liye bhi... aur us rishte ke liye bhi.
Shanu ne thoda jhuk kar uski aankhon mein dekha. Phir ek haath uske haath par rakh diya.
Shanu
Main janti hoon, Zaheer…
Jo hua, wo humare pyaar ka josh tha… par usme majboori ya confusion kuch nahi tha.
Aur waise bhi…
(smiling deeper now, a confident playful glint in her eye)
Ye toh ab umar bhar chalta rahega…
…jab main Qureshi house mein aa jaungi… dulhan ban ke.
Zaheer ka haath uske haath ke neeche thoda tight hua. Uske chehre pe pehli baar subah se ek halka sa sukoon utra.
Usne Shanu ko dekha… uske words ko absorb kiya… aur phir ek muskaan uske lips tak aayi, is baar aankhon tak bhi pahuchti hui.
Zaheer
Toh fir… aaj ka match jeetne ki double zimmedari hai.
Ek dulha ka bhi impression jamaana hai.
Shanu ne hansi dabaayi aur uske kandhe ko thoda mock-punch kiya.
Shanu
Go, captain Zaheer. Main cheer kar rahi hoon.
Zaheer
Main sirf tumhare liye jeetunga.
Scene dissolve hota hai jab dono haste hue table se uthte hain, staff ke call pe apne bags lene jaate hain, aur ek naye din ke competition ki taraf badhte hain.

[b]Ammu’s Room – Early Morning
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Subah ke 6:45 baj rahe the. Baarish ruk chuki thi. Khidki ke pardon ke beech se halki si roshni chhanni lagi thi.

Ammu ne aankhen kholi... lekin aankhon mein neend nahi thi. Sirhane pe padhe Arjun ki shirt ke button uske haathon ke neeche dab gaye the, jaise raat ki koi memory chhupi ho waha.

Woh seedha chhat ko dekhti rahi kuch seconds ke liye. Fir usne apni kamar ke neeche chadar aur tightly kheench li.

Ek deep sigh.

Aur tabhi...

Ammu

(andar se)

Yeh maine… kya kar diya?

Usne karwat li… apne haathon se apna chehra dhaka. Arjun uske bagal mein ab nahi tha. Shayad subah match ke liye nikal gaya tha. Lekin uski khushboo takiye se chipki hui thi.

Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Kal raat ki tasveerein — Arjun ka peeth ke piche se usse hug karna, woh muskurahat, woh halke kisses, woh lightning ke beech uska neckline pe rukna…

Sab kuch ek saans mein wapas yaad aa gaya.

Fir ek khayal aaya… aur Ammu ki aankhon mein tension ki lakir ubhar gayi.

Ammu

(whispers, panicked)

Agar… agar main… pregnant ho gayi toh?

Uska haath apne pet ke upar gaya… thoda sa dard, thoda sa darr, thoda sa guilt.

Woh turant uthti hai… dressing table ke paas jaake mirror ke samne ruk jaati hai. Apne aap ko dekhti hai –

Eyes thodi swollen, lips thode pink, aur neckline pe ek faint kiss mark.

Ammu

(whispers)

Pagal ho gayi thi kya main?

Usne turant apna duppatta uthaya, neck cover kiya… aur bathroom ki taraf bhaag gayi.

Scene: Ammu’s Daily Routine – Fast-paced Montage

Bathroom mein woh apne chehre pe paani splash karti hai, toothbrush lagate waqt bhi woh wahi ek hi khayal soch rahi hoti hai — "Agar delay ho gaya toh?"

Apne wardrobe ke samne khadi, ek cotton kurti uthati hai – lekin fir use wapas rakh ke ek thoda dull plain one nikalti hai. Mood utarna kapdon tak aagaya tha.

Kitchen mein chhup chhup ke breakfast banate asma se bachi rehti hai… chai le kar silently apne kamre mein chali jaati hai.

Phone utha ke Arjun ka naam dekhti hai – 3 missed calls.

Woh phone wapas rakh deti hai. Reply nahi karti.

Scene ends with Ammu mirror ke samne khadi hoti hai, college bag peeth par daal ke ek lambhi saans leti hai... aur aankhon mein ek decision banata hua look.

Ammu

(andar se, calmly)

Pehle college jaake normal behave karna padega…

Uske baad dekhte hai
[b]Cut to: College gate – Ammu auto se utarti hai. Face pe halka sa forced smile, andar kuch aur hi toofan.[/b]

[b][b]College Campus – Morning after the storm
[/b][/b]
Halka sa bheegapan abhi bhi mitti mein tha, lekin aasman saaf ho chuka tha. Students aa rahe the… dhoop narm thi, lekin Ammu ke chehre pe ek ajeeb si ghabrahat thi.

Usne apna dupatta thoda aur sambhala, aur library ke side se canteen ke back passage mein aayi… jahan usual time pe Arjun wait karta tha.

Aur wahi… Arjun usse pehle se khada tha.

Backpack pehna hua, baal thode se messy, aankhon ke neeche halka sa sleeplessness… lekin uski nazar jaise bas ussi chehre ki talaash mein thi.

Ammu ruk gayi… ek second ko.

Dono ki aankhen mili.

Aur phir sab kuch silent ho gaya.

Arjun

(bohot softly)

Tum thik ho?

Ammu ne bas haan mein sir hilaya… lekin aankhen jhuki rahi.

Woh aage bada… ek kadam… fir ruk gaya.

Ammu ne thoda sa awkward smile diya… jaise dono ko ek saath yaad aa gaya ho… raat ki woh baarish… woh lightning… woh bandh darwaza… aur woh chadar ke neeche chipka hua pyaar.

Arjun

(halka sa guilt tone)

Mujhe laga main… thoda zyada emotional ho gaya raat ko.

Ammu

(deep breath leke)

Main bhi…

(kuch seconds rukti hai)

Bas sab kuch itna… fast ho gaya.

Arjun ne uska haath pakadna chaha… lekin usne resist nahi kiya. Dono ke haath ek dusre me the, lekin dono ki ungliyan thodi tight thi — jaise dar ke saath pakdi gayi ho.

Ammu

(shaky voice)

Arjun…

Agar main…

(ek deep pause)

Agar main pregnant ho gayi toh?

Arjun ki aankhen ek second ke liye freeze ho gayi.

Usne kuch nahi bola.

Ammu

(tezi se bolti gayi, panic me)

Kal to kuch bhi… matlab humne… aur maine to… koi bhi precaution nahi…

Main toh… mujhe kuch samajh hi nahi aa raha Arjun.

Ye normal hai kya? Ya… main pagal ho rahi hoon?

Arjun ne uske dono haath apne dono haathon me le liye.

Uski aankhon mein guilt bhi tha… lekin saath hi ek protective calmness bhi.

Arjun

(bohot softly)

Hey… Ammu…

Main hoon na.

Jo bhi hoga, main tere saath hoon.

Hum test karenge, samjhenge… aur handle bhi karenge.

Tujhe akela nahi chhodunga.

Ammu ke aankhon me aansu ki halki si lehar thi.

Arjun

(halka sa tease)

Toh main hi thoda responsible lagun is baar… warna tu to sirf meri shirt kheench rahi thi kal raat…

Ammu ne uske kandhe pe zor se mukka maara.

Ammu

(still nervous, but laughing)

Shut up, Arjun!

Scene ends with Ammu ka sir Arjun ke shoulder pe tik jana… aur Arjun ka uske baal pe ek soft kiss dena.
[b][b]Dono ka fear abhi bhi hai, lekin saath hone ka sukoon zyada hai.[/b][/b]

[b][b][b]College washroom – Girls common room, mid-morning
[/b][/b][/b]
Canteen ke thode peeche girls common area tha jahan ek side washroom aur ek side vanity mirror wall lagi thi. Ammu apni bag ko corner bench pe rakh kar mirror ke samne khadi thi, lekin uska chehra peela पड़ा था… aankhon ke neeche stress saaf नजर आ रहा था.

Uske haathon me tightly folded ek small paper bag tha – jismein usne ek home pregnancy test kit li thi, pharmacy se chhup ke.

Priya washroom ke door se aayi… pehle casually, lekin Ammu ka face dekhte hi ruki.

Priya

Ammu?

Tu thik hai na?

Ammu ne bas haan me sir hila diya… lekin uska expression clear kar raha tha ki kuch to seriously galat chal raha hai.

Priya

(suspiciously uske haath wale packet ki taraf dekhti hai)

Wait a second…

Ye kya hai?

Ammu ne pehle chup rehne ki koshish ki… lekin phir aankhon se baarish jaise emotions tapak gaye.

Ammu

(halke se rote hue)

Main pagal ho gayi hoon kya, Priya?

Mujhe laga main smart hoon… responsible hoon… lekin kal raat sab kuch…

(slow breath)

Agar main pregnant ho gayi toh?

Priya

(silent ho jaati hai ek sec ke liye, fir calmly uska haath pakadti hai)

Tu na… bas overthink kar rahi hai.

Ammu

(ghabra ke)

Nahi Priya… tu nahi samjhegi. Maine kisi se baat bhi nahi ki…

Mujhe kuch bhi normal nahi lag raha. Subah se uljhan si hai, stomach bhi weird feel ho raha hai.

Priya uska bag se woh paper packet nikalti hai, phir calmly usse vanity ke bench pe bithati hai.

Priya

Ammu… tu meri best friend hai.

Aur main tujhe itna toh samjha hi sakti hoon.

Ek baar ka physical intimacy se turant pregnancy nahi hoti, especially bina ovulation ke time ke. Aur raat bhar ka stress, guilt, neend na aana — ye sab symptoms pregnancy ke nahi, anxiety ke hain.

Ammu

(shocked expression)

Par… tu itni sure kaise hai?

Priya

(halke se hansi aati hai)

Because main Google nahi, gynecologist se milke aayi thi last year… jab mujhe bhi aise hi darr laga tha.

Aur tu na… test lene se pehle thoda science samajh le.

Woh apne phone se period tracker app kholti hai.

Priya

Yahan dekh… agar tu abhi apne cycle ke mid pe bhi nahi hai, toh pregnancy ke chances almost zero hote hain.

Aur sabse important, stress se period delay bhi ho jata hai.

Ammu

(halka sa relief lekin doubt abhi bhi)

Matlab… main bas overreact kar rahi thi?

Priya

(overdramatic tone)

Tu meri drama queen hai. Arjun se pyaar hua, toh duniya bhool gayi.

Aur ab ek raat ke baad mummy banne ke sapne?

Ammu ne uski baat pe haas diya… thoda embarrassed, thoda relieved.

Ammu

(still softly)

Pata nahi, Priya… us raat kuch aisa tha… ki laga main uski ho gayi hoon… poori tarah.

Aur ab darr lagta hai…

Priya uske baal thoda pyar se suljhati hai.

Priya

Dar mat… tu bas grow kar rahi hai.

Aur agar kabhi kuch bhi hua… to main hoon na.

Ek hi din mein baby ka naam bhi soch lenge!

Ammu

(laughs through her tears)

Tu na pagal hai.
[b][b][b]Scene ends with Ammu Priya ko hug karti hai, uska saara weight uske kandhe pe gir jaata hai… aur Priya quietly kehti hai – "Relax. Sab thik hai."[/b][/b][/b]

[Greenwood]

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