Thriller "D R A C O – Sach Ka Pehredaar Ya Tabahi Ka Naam?"

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UPDATE 6: Ishq, Takraav aur Raaz

SCENE 1
EXT. DELHI HIGHER SECONDARY SCHOOL – CAMPUS LAWN – DOPEHAR


Dilli ki dopehar ka suraj naram tha, jaise aasman ne ek sunehri-kesariya, bhaari kaam wali shaadi ki chunari odh li ho. Delhi Higher Secondary School ka sprawling lawn hari makhmal sa bichha tha, jis par kahin-kahin amaltas ke peele phool bikhre hue the, jaise zameen par sitaare utar aaye hon. Hawa mein taazi kati ghaas ki mehak, canteen se aati garma-garam samose aur adrak wali chai ki khushboo mein ghul rahi thi. Mahaul mein ek ajeeb si, hadd se zyada shaanti thi—woh shaanti jo aksar kisi bade toofan se pehle samundar par chha jaati hai. Ek aisi khamoshi jo cheekh kar aane wale khatre ka ailaan kar rahi thi. Ek aisi khamoshi jo aankhon se na dikhne wali, par dil ke kone mein ghabrahat ka aalam daal de.

Lawn ke ek kone mein, ek vishaal gulmohar ke ped ki ghani chhaon tale, Ravi, Amit aur Kabir baithe the. Unke beech aadhi khaali samose ki plate aur chai ke kulhad rakhe the. Kabir, hamesha ki tarah, poori tarah se apne samose mein dooba hua tha, aankhein band karke har bite ka anand le raha tha, jaise koi sadhu tapasya mein leen ho.

KABIR: (Aakhri bite ko muh mein rakhte hue, ek ajeeb se santosh ke saath)
“Bhai, sach keh raha hoon… hostel ke aloo parathe aur yeh lawn mein beth ke samosa aur chai… inhi do cheezon ne Dilli mein jeena aasaan kar rakha hai. Yeh samose nahi, emotion hai emotion! Par aaj… aaj kuch ajeeb sa feel ho raha hai. Itni shaanti… daal mein kuch kaala nahi, poori daal hi kaali lag rahi hai. Mera ‘trouble-o-meter’ tarr-tarr kar raha hai. Aisa lag raha hai jaise campus ke har kone mein koi chhupi hui nigaah hai.”

Amit ne apne mote frame wale chashme ko naak par theek karte hue kitaab se nazar uthayi. Woh hamesha ki tarah, ek physics ki reference book mein uljha hua tha. Uske liye duniya numbers aur formulas ka ek khel thi, par aaj uski aankhon mein bhi chhupi hui ghabrahat thi.

AMIT:
“Tera ‘trouble-o-meter’ nahi, Kabir, woh tere pet mein gas ka gola hai jo samose ke baad high-frequency par vibrate kar raha hai. Par haan, logic ke hisaab se, yeh ek unstable equilibrium hai. Ek aisi shaanti jise todne ke liye bas ek chhota sa external force kaafi hai. Aur campus mein, sabse bada external force Rathore Brothers hain, jo abhi shaant hain. Newton ka third law sirf physics mein nahi, zindagi mein bhi apply hota hai. For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Abhi ‘action’ shaanti hai, toh iska ‘reaction’ zaroor koi hungama hoga.”

Ravi, jo apni purani leather-bound diary mein kuch likh raha tha, ne bina nazar uthaye ek gehri saans li. Uski kalam ruk gayi thi. Usne aasman ki taraf dekha, jahan ek akela baaz gol-gol chakkar laga raha tha, jaise kisi shikaar ki talaash mein ho.

RAVI: (Dheemi, aane wale kal ko dekhti awaaz mein)
“Toofan aane se pehle samundar hamesha khamosh ho jaata hai, Amit. Yeh khamoshi usi toofan ka ishara hai. Hawa ka rukh badalne wala hai. Aur jab hawa ka rukh badalta hai, toh kayi purane patte jhad jaate hain aur kuch nayi kahaniyan shuru hoti hain. Mujhe ajeeb sa lag raha hai, jaise koi anjaani nigahein humein dekh rahi hain. Kuch hone wala hai… aur is baar sirf baatein nahi… jung hogi.”

Kabir aur Amit ne ek doosre ko dekha. Ravi ki aisi philosophical baatein unke liye nayi nahi thi, par aaj uski awaaz mein ek alag sa vazan tha, ek anjaani si aahat.

Usi pal, thodi doori par campus ke ‘elite’ group ki hansi goonji. Arjun Rathore, school ka astitva, apne do-teen chamchon ke saath khada tha.

CHARACTER INTRODUCTION: ARJUN'S ENTOURAGE

Arjun school ka undisputed king tha. Uske saath khade the uske 4 loyal dost, jo uski parchhayi ki tarah the:

• Sameer: Arjun ka shadow. Patla, chashmish, par dimaag se tez. Arjun ke har ishaare ko samajhta aur uski har baat mein haan mein haan milata.
• Virat: Muscles aur attitude ka combination. Campus ka bodybuilder, jiske liye har masle ka hal zor-azmaish thi. Thoda arrogant, par Arjun ke liye jaan dene ko taiyaar.
• Rishi: Sharp mind aur sarcastic tone. Hamesha chup rehkar sab kuch observe karta. Uski nazron se kuch nahi chhupta tha.
• Karan: Stylish aur confident. Campus ke har fashion trend ko follow karta. Uske liye life ek party thi.
• Riya: Ek stylish ladki jiski nazrein hamesha Arjun par hi tiki rehti thi, jaise woh uski duniya ka kendra ho.

Arjun ki aankhen lawn ke dusre chhor par Sia ko dhoond rahi thi, library se nikalti hui, thodi hesitant, par masoom nazron ke saath.

Riya (Inner Monologue):
"Campus ka king… aur Sia… phir bhi dil ki dhadkan mere words ke peeche reaction de rahi hai. Chalo, thodi masti toh banti hai."

Riya, apne designer bag ko adjust karte hue Arjun ke paas aayi, ek confident smile ke saath:

RIYA: (thodi flirting tone mein)
“Arjun, tum seriously uss nayi ladki, Sia, mein itna interested ho? I mean, she is… fine, but aisi behenji type hai. Na style, na class. Tumhare level ki nahi hai. Tum jaise ladke ke liye… thodi sparkle, thodi thrill, thodi… jaadu honi chahiye, na?” Tumhe toh koi supermodel type ladki suit karegi.”

Arjun ne ek ajeeb si shayari style muskaan ke saath Riya ki taraf dekha, par uski aankhein lawn ke doosre chhor par aati Sia ko dhoondh rahi thi.

ARJUN (Shayari):
"Aankhon ki gehraai mein koi raaz chhupa hai, Har muskaan mein ek naya paigham hai. Campus ke saare nazare yahan ruk jaate hain… Aur main… bas un raaz ko samajhne ki koshish karta hoon."

ARJUN:
“Riya, class aur style kapdon se nahi, aakhon se jhalakti hai. Kuch chehron mein aisi saadgi hoti hai… jiske aage duniya ki har chamak pheeki pad jaati hai. Woh shant paani jaisi hai, gehraayi ka andaaza lagana mushkil hai. Aur mujhe mushkil cheezein pasand hain.”

Arjun ki iss baat se Riya ka chehra utar gaya.

SAMEER (whispering to Arjun):
“Bhai, ye Riya clearly tumhare taraf attract ho rahi hai. Move smartly.”

VIRAT (muscles flex, teasing):
“Hahaha… aur agar kisi ne Riya ke saath kuch kiya, toh main pehle line mein hoon!”

RISHI:
“Bhai, campus ka game thoda interesting hone wala hai. Sparks dekh raha hoon.”

KARAN:
“Arjun… tumhari charm aur Riya ka tease… combo hi mast lagega.”

Riya ne ek playful glance dali, jaise quietly challenge kar rahi ho: “Tumhare dil ki dhadkan ab meri baaton par react karegi… ya tum bas Sia ke peeche rahoge?”

Arjun ne halka sa smile diya, phir shayari style mein:

ARJUN (Shayari):
"Jahan tu chalti hai, wahaan hawa bhi ruk jaati hai, Aur main… bas apni nazar se raaste roshan karta hoon. Na jaane kis mod par yeh kissa khatam hoga, Par yeh sure hai… ke kuch toofan abhi aane wala hai."

Par Arjun ki nazrein Sia par hi tiki thi.

SAMEER:
“Chhodo yeh sab, Arjun bhai. Freshers’ party aa rahi hai, uski planning karte hain. Aap hi toh King banoge, hamesha ki tarah. Aur Queen…” (usne Riya ki taraf ishaara kiya).

Us taraf Ravi ne bhi apni diary band karke Sia ki taraf dekha. Ek pal ke liye uski aur Arjun ki nazrein hawa mein takrayi—ek ankahee jung ka ailaan hua. Dono ke beech ek aisi khamosh rivalry thi, jo lafzon se nahi, sirf nazron se bayaan hoti thi.

Aur tabhi, Amit ki kahi baat sach ho gayi. ‘Collision’ ka waqt aa gaya tha.

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SCENE 2
EXT. CAMPUS GATE – THE INTRUSION

Campus ka bada lohe ka gate, jahan security guard hamesha mustaid rehta tha, aaj khula ka khula tha. Guard, Ramlal Kaka, paas ke thele par chai peene gaya tha. Yeh mauka dekhkar, paanch awara kism ke ladke campus ke andar ghus aaye. Unke kapde maile-kuchele, baal bikhre hue, aur aankhon mein ek besharmi wali chamak thi. Woh saaf-saaf bahar ke local gunde lag rahe the.

Unka leader, ek lamba sa ladka jiska naam Kallu tha, ne ek gandi si seeti maari aur apne saathi, Chotu, ki peeth par thapki di.

KALLU: (campus ko ghoorte hue, grin ke saath)
“Arrey oye, dekho toh! School nahi, jannat hai yeh. Ek se badhkar ek pariyan hain yahan. Lagta hai aaj ka din yahin banega.”

CHOTU: (gandi hansi ke saath)
“Haan bhai, suna hai bade baap ki auladein padhti hain yahan… Thodi masti ho jaye, kya bolte ho?”

Unki awaaz sunkar aas-paas ke students uncomfortable ho gaye. Ladkiyon ne apne dupatte theek kar liye aur raasta badal liya. Kuch ladke jo cricket khel rahe the, woh bhi ruk kar unhe ghoorne lage, par koi aage aane ki himmat nahi kar raha tha. Gundo ka hausla aur badh gaya. Unhone ek junior ladki ko roka, uske haath se cold drink ki bottle chheen li aur gatak gaye. Ladki darr ke maare bhaag gayi.

Campus mein ek darr aur ghabrahat ka mahaul phail gaya. Staff ke log office ki khidkiyon se jhaank rahe the, par koi aage aane se katra raha tha.

Aur tabhi, Kallu ki nazar akele aa rahi Sia par padi. Sia unhe dekhkar thoda thethak gayi. Usne raasta badalne ki koshish ki, par gunde uska raasta rok kar khade ho gaye.

KALLU: (Ek gandi muskaan ke saath, Sia ke saamne aakar)
“Arrey, itni jaldi kya hai, madam? Thodi baat-cheet toh kar lo. Naam kya hai tumhara, husn-pari?”

Sia (Inner Monologue):
“Shaant reh, Sia. Ghabrana nahi. Dada Sahab ne kaha tha, har chunauti ka saamna himmat se karna hai. Yeh bhi ek chunauti hai.”

Sia ne kuch nahi kaha. Uski muthiyan bheench gayi thi. Aankhon mein darr tha, par us darr ke neeche ek aag bhi dabi hui thi. Usne unhe ignore karke side se nikalne ki koshish ki.

Ek gunde ne aage badhkar uski kitaab par haath rakh diya.

GUNDA 2:
“Badi padhaku lagti ho. Humein bhi kuch padha do. Pyaar ka chapter.”

SIA: (Thodi kaanpti par mazboot awaaz mein)
“Haath hatao. Aur raasta chhodo.”

KALLU: (Haste hue)
“Oho, sherni bhi hai. Awaaz mein toh bada dum hai. Par dekhte hain, dum kitni der tikta hai.”

Kallu ne aage badhkar Sia ka dupatta kheenchne ki koshish ki. Ek pal ke liye poore campus mein saansen ruk gayi. Sia ki aankhein darr se phail gayi. Uska chehra safed pad gaya.

Aur usi pal… do alag-alag dishaon se do awaazein toofan ki tarah goonji.

“OYYYEEE!”

Yeh Aryan Rathore tha, jo gym se aa raha tha, uske muscles pasine se chamak rahe the, har step se ground vibrate ho rahi thi.

“HIMMAT KAISE HUI TERI?!” “APNI AUKAAT BHOOL GAYA KYA?!”

Yeh Arjun Rathore tha, jo apne doston ke saath khada tha, uski aankhon mein ab woh shayarana andaaz nahi, ek jwala thi jo sab kuch jala kar raakh kar sakti thi.

Dono bhai ek saath, do alag dishaon se, shikaari ki tarah gundo ki taraf badhe. Pure campus ki nazar ab un par thi.

KALLU: (harrassed, gunda group ko dekh kar)
“Arrey… yeh… dono… Rathore…?”

ARYAN:
“Campus mein shanti ko dar aur chori se nahi, shaurya se todte hain. Samjhe?”

ARJUN (Shayari style, aankhein gundo par):
"Na dikhne do humari narmi… na samjho humari cheekh, Har shikaar ka hisaab hai… aur yeh, tumhara akhri din hai aaj!"

KALLU:
“Bada hero ban raha hai, hero-giri nikaal dunga!”

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SCENE 3
EXT. CAMPUS LAWN – THE SHOWDOWN

Hawa theher gayi. Samay jaise ruk sa gaya. Jo agle paanch minute mein hua, woh Delhi Higher Secondary School ke students ki yaadon mein hamesha ke liye kaid ho gaya. Yeh sirf ek ladai nahi thi; yeh power, ego aur insaaf ka ek brutal aur cinematic pradarshan tha. Yeh Rathore Brothers ka power show tha.

Aryan, ek ghayal sher ki tarah dahaadta hua, seedhe uss gunde par toota jisne Sia ka dupatta pakda tha. Woh ek trained boxer tha, aur uske har punch mein barood bhara tha.

ARYAN: (Ek zabardast hook punch gunde ke jabde par maarte hue, jiski ‘crack’ ki awaaz door tak sunayi di)
“School ko apni jaagir samajh rakha hai kya, saalon?! Yeh Rathore ka ilaaka hai! Yahan parinde bhi humse pooch kar par maarte hain!” “Rathore ke naam se chalta hai yeh sheher… aur tumne ussi naam ke saamne ek ladki ko haath lagaya?!”

Gunda ladkhada kar neeche gir gaya, muh se khoon tapakne laga. Doosre gunde Aryan ki taraf badhe, par woh taiyaar tha. Usne ek ke punch ko dodge kiya, uski gardan pakdi aur use doosre gunde se takra diya. Dono zameen par.

Doosri taraf se Arjun ki entry kisi film hero se kam nahi thi. Usne apna designer blazer utaar kar Riya ki taraf uchhala aur ek ajeeb si shaanti ke saath aage badha. Uski har chaal mein ek grace, ek style tha. Usne Kallu par ek flying kick maari, jo itni tez aur precise thi ki Kallu kuch samajh paata, usse pele woh hawa mein tha aur agle hi pal zameen par. Arjun sirf dimaag se hi nahi, martial arts mein bhi mahir tha.

ARJUN: (Kallu ka collar pakad kar, usse zameen se uthate hue, awaaz thandi par khatarnak)
“Ek ladki ki izzat par haath daalne se pele socha nahi… ki anjaam kya hoga?”

Usne Kallu ko hawa mein ghuma kar apne saathiyon ke upar patak diya. Arjun ke dil mein Sia ke liye ek alag hi aag jal rahi thi.

Arjun (Inner Monologue):
“Yeh performance aisi honi chahiye ki tumhari nazron mein main khuda ban jaaun, Sia.”

Kallu ke saathi ab gusse mein Arjun aur Aryan par ek saath toot pade. Ek gunde ne apni jeb se ek chhota sa chaku nikaal liya. Bheed mein ek cheekh goonji.

Yeh Ravi ne dekh liya tha. Jab sabki nazar Arjun aur Aryan ke show par thi, Ravi ped ki chhaon se nikla. Usne zameen se ek chhota sa patthar uthaya.

Chaku wala gunda Aryan ki taraf badh raha tha. Aryan doosre gunde se uljha hua tha. Isse pele ki woh chaku se vaar kar paata, Ravi ka fenka hua patthar seedhe uske haath par laga. Chaku chhoot kar zameen par gir gaya. Gunda haath pakad kar chilla utha. Kisi ne nahi dekha yeh kisne kiya, siwaye Sia ke, jiski nazar ek pal ke liye Ravi par padi thi.

Ab Arjun aur Aryan ne baaki gundo ko sambhala.

ARYAN: (Gusse mein)
“Chaku nikaalte ho! Itni hi mardangi hai toh aao saamne!”

Arjun do gundo se ek saath ladh raha tha. Woh unke har vaar se bach raha tha, jaise koi dance kar raha ho. Usne ek ke haath ko moda, doosre ko uski taraf dhakka diya, aur phir ek spinning kick se dono ko neeche gira diya.

ARJUN: (Apne kapde jhaadte hue, ek shayarana taane ke saath)
“Suna tha shikaari jungle mein aate hain… Par yeh school hai, yahan hum jaise sher rehte hain. Bhool jaana yeh raasta, yeh chehre… Warna agli baar sirf pachtave ke andhere rahenge.”

Paanch minute ke andar, paanchon gunde zameen par pade karaah rahe the. Aryan gusse mein unpar aur vaar karna chahta tha, par Arjun ne uske kandhe par haath rakh kar use rok liya.

ARJUN:
“Bas, Aryan. Kutto ko itna hi maarte hain ki woh apni gali bhool jayein, jaan se nahi maarte.”


Poora campus ek hi saans mein thama hua tha. Fir… ek zor se goonj uthi awaaz:

“RATHORE! RATHORE! RATHORE!!”

Naare sirf awaaz nahi, ek toofan ki tarah har kone mein phail gaye. Lawn ki ghanti si khamoshi, students ke dil ki dhadkan, aur gundo ke kadam—sab ek saath resonate kar rahe the.

Ladke-jawan, ladkiyan, teachers—sab ki aankhen Arjun aur Aryan par tik gayi. Yeh naara sirf unka power show nahi, ek signal tha: “Campus ke king wahi, jo dare bina khada ho.”

Kallu aur uske saathi jaise-jaise naare sunte gaye, unke kadam dheere padne lage. Jaise poore campus ne unhe ek hi warning de di ho:
“Yahan aane ki himmat mat karna… warna sirf pachtava milega.”

Arjun aur Aryan lawn par khade, ek perfect tableau ban gaye—taaliyon, seetiyon aur naaron ki goonj ke beech. Har ek student ke dil mein bas ek hi baat:
“Yeh Rathore Brothers hain—aur yeh game abhi shuru hua hai.”

Kallu aur uske saathi jaise-taise uthe aur dum daba kar campus se bhaag gaye, jaise unhone bhoot dekh liya ho.
SCENE 4
EXT. CAMPUS LAWN – THE AFTERMATH

Jaise hi gunde bhaage, students ka hujoom Arjun aur Aryan ke paas aa gaya. Dono bhaiyon ne ek doosre ko dekha aur ek vijayi muskaan di. Unhone aaj sirf Sia ko nahi bachaya tha, unhone poore school par apni chhaap chhod di thi.

“Well done, Arjun!” “Aryan bhai, aap best ho!” “Rathore Brothers Zindabad!”

Sameer aur Riya sabse aage the, Arjun ki tareef karte nahi thak rahe the.

Par dono bhaiyon ki nazrein sirf ek hi insaan par thi—Sia.

Sia abhi bhi thoda kaanp rahi thi, lekin uski aankhon mein ab darr ki jagah ek ajeeb si shakti aur gratitude ka bhaav tha.

Arjun sabse pele uske paas pahuncha. Usne apne chehre se gusse ka naqaab utaar kar ek narmi odh li.

ARJUN: (Awaaz mein parwah jhalak rahi thi)
“Sia, tum theek ho? Un logon ne tumhein chot toh nahi pahunchayi?”

Sia (Inner Monologue):
“Yeh wahi ladka hai jiska vishwas mujhe jeetna hai. Dada Sahab sahi the. Yeh mohra zaroori hai.”

SIA: (Halki muskaan ke saath)
“Main theek hoon, Arjun. Shukriya. Agar tum log nahi hote toh…”

Aryan bhi paas aakar khada ho gaya, ek protective bade bhai ki tarah.

ARYAN:
“Aainda koi tumhari taraf aankh utha kar bhi dekhe toh mujhe batana. Uski aankhein nikaal dunga.”

Tabhi, ek shaant par damdaar awaaz ne poore crowd ko chup kara diya.

MS. MEERA KAPOOR:
“That’s enough, everyone! Go back to your classes.”

Ms. Meera Kapoor wahan aa chuki thi. Unke chehre par gussa nahi, par ek ajeeb si authority thi. Unke saath doosre teachers bhi the, jo ab himmat karke bahar aaye the.

MS. MEERA KAPOOR: (Arjun aur Aryan ki taraf dekhte hue)
“Violence is never the answer. Par aaj jo tum logon ne kiya… uske liye school administration tumhara aabhari hai. Still, aapse principal office mein milte hain. Campus mein gundagardi bardaasht nahi ki jayegi, chahe woh bahar walon ki ho ya andar walon ki.”

Unki awaaz mein ek warning bhi thi aur thodi tareef bhi. Woh Sia ke paas aayi.

MS. MEERA KAPOOR: (Sia ke kandhe par haath rakhte hue)
“Are you okay, Sia? Come with me.”

Meera Ma’am ki presence ne Sia ko aur himmat di. Woh unke saath chali gayi. Jaate-jaate usne ek baar palat kar dekha, uski nazrein bheed mein Ravi ko dhoondh rahi thi. Ravi, Amit aur Kabir door ped ke paas khade sab dekh rahe the. Ravi ne kuch nahi kiya, woh aage nahi aaya. Usne bas apni nazron se Sia ko tassalli di.

Ravi chupke se wahan se nikal gaya. Usse bheed aur attention pasand nahi tha. Uska kaam ho chuka tha. Par jaate-jaate uske mann mein ek baat aayi—use ab apne pairo par khada hona hoga. Baba ke paison par woh bojh nahi ban sakta.

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SCENE 5
EXT. EK SUNSAAN GALI, MARKET KE PEECHE – RAAT

Raat ke andhere mein, market ke peeche ki ek sunsaan gali, jahan sirf ek bulb jal-bujh raha tha. Yahan-wahan kachre ke dher pade the. Wahin, Kallu aur uske saathi, apne zakhmon par haath phere, khade the. Kallu ke honth se abhi bhi khoon ris raha tha.

CHOTU:
“Bhai, plan toh bas ladki ko chhedne ka tha. Un dono ne toh humein jaan se hi maar diya hota. Tune kaha tha halke mein kaam karna hai.”

KALLU: (Gusse mein)
“Chup kar! Jitna kaha hai utna kar. Paisa mil raha hai na?”

Tabhi, andhere se ek mehengi gaadi aakar ruki. Gaadi ki headlights se poori gali roshan ho gayi. Gaadi se koi utra. Woh Arjun Rathore tha. Par yeh woh school wala charming Arjun nahi tha. Yeh ek alag hi Arjun tha. Uski aankhon mein ab narmi nahi, sirf thandak thi.

ARJUN: (Apni aawaaz badal kar, ekdum thandi)
“Kaam ho gaya?”

KALLU: (Thoda darte hue)
“Haan, Arjun bhai. Jaisa aapne kaha tha, waisa hi kiya. Par aapke bhai ne toh asli mein dhun diya. Plan mein yeh nahi tha.”

Arjun ne apni jeb se paison ki ek moti gaddi nikaali aur Kallu ki taraf fenki.

ARJUN:
“Performance convincing honi chahiye, Kallu. Agar maar asli nahi lagti, toh hero-giri ka ehsaas kaise aata? Aryan ko sach nahi pata, uske liye yeh sab asli tha. Aur Sia… uske liye bhi.”

Kallu ne gaddi uthayi.

KALLU:
“Par bhai, aage kya?”

ARJUN: (Ek khatarnak muskaan ke saath)
“Aage? Aage tum log kuch din dikhoge nahi. Aur jab main kahunga, tab ek aur chhota sa kaam karna hoga. Bhoolna mat, tum log mere liye kaam karte ho.”

Arjun palat kar gaadi ki taraf jaane laga.

KALLU:
“Bhai, samajh nahi aaya. Ek ladki ke liye itna sab kuch?”

Arjun ruka. Woh palta, aur uski aankhein andhere mein chamak uthi.

ARJUN:
“Jo cheez maangne se na mile, Kallu… usse chheen na padta hai. Aur usse chhenne ke liye kabhi kabhi shatranj ki bisat bichhani padti hai. Woh gunde… tum the. Par hero… main tha.” “Yeh toh ishq ki pehli chaal thi. Abhi toh poori baazi baaki hai.”

Arjun gaadi mein baithkar chala gaya. Kallu aur uske saathi bas usse jaate hue dekhte rahe. Arjun ka asli chehra, uski asli planning, ab is andheri gali ke raaz mein dafan ho chuki thi. Sia ko bachane ka yeh poora khel, uska apna hi racha hua tha—sirf usse apni taraf attract karne ki pehli sidi.

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SCENE 6
EXT. LOCAL MARKET, NEAR CAMPUS – A DIFFERENT PATH

School ke baad, Ravi hostel nahi gaya. Woh paas ke Lajpat Nagar market ki bheed-bhaad wali galiyon mein ghoom raha tha. Uske dimaag mein apne baba ka thaka hua chehra ghoom raha tha.

Ravi (Inner Monologue):
“Baba ne apni poori zindagi zameen mein mehnat karke guzaar di, taaki main yahan padh sakun. Unke paseene ki kamayi ko main apne shauk par nahi uda sakta. Mujhe khud kuch karna hoga.”

Woh har dukaan par "Helper Needed" ya "Staff Required" ka board dhoondh raha tha. Chal-te chalte woh ek purani si building ke basement mein bane ek cyber cafe ke saamne ruka. Board par likha tha—"GUPTA CYBER CAFÉ". Neeche ek chhota sa haath se likha poster chipka tha—"Part-time staff ki zaroorat hai. Shaam 4 se 7."

Ravi seedhiyan utar kar neeche chala gaya. Andar thoda andhera tha. Counter par ek 40-45 saal ke aadmi baithe the, jinka naam Mr. Roshan Gupta tha.

MR. GUPTA:
“Haan bhai, kitne ghante ka plan hai?”

RAVI:
“Sir, main yahan kaam ke liye poochne aaya tha.”

Mr. Gupta ne chashme ke upar se Ravi ko dekha.

MR. GUPTA:
“Student ho? Padhai-likhai chhod kar kaam kyun karna hai?”

RAVI:
“Padhai nahi chhodni, sir. Bas zimmedari uthani hai.”

Mr. Gupta usse kuch der ghoorte rahe.

MR. GUPTA:
“Theek hai. Shaam 4 se 7. Mahine ka 12,000 milega. Manzoor hai?”

RAVI: (Chehre par ek sukoon bhari muskaan ke saath)
“Ji, manzoor hai. Kab se shuru kar sakta hoon?”

MR. GUPTA:
“Kal se aa jaana.”

Ravi ne shukriya kaha aur bahar nikal aaya. Aaj usne sirf ek job nahi, aatm-nirbhar hone ki taraf apna pehla kadam uthaya tha.

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SCENE 7
INT. SCHOOL LIBRARY – WHISPERS OF A DEEPER GAME

Agle din, library ki khamoshi mein, Sia ek kone mein baithi thi. Tabhi uska phone vibrate hua. Ek unknown number.

SIA:
“Hello?”, pranaam Dada Sahab…

OLD MAN (DADA SAHAB):
Pranaam , vijayi bhaba…“Sia beti, kya tum uss se mile? Kaise hai wo? Achhe toh hai na?”

SIA:
“Hmm, Dada Sahab. Achhe hain, bahot achhe. Lekin khatre se ghire hue hain.”

Dada SAHAB:
“Ussi khatre ko toh tum door karne gayi ho. Apne maqsad ko kabhi mat bhoolna… aur haan, thoda dikhao, Sia. Arjun ka vishwas jeetna zaroori hai. Woh humari manzil ka sabse zaroori mohra hai.”

SIA:
“Main koshish kar rahi hoon, Dada Sahab.”

Phone cut. Sia ki masoom aankhon mein ab ek ajeeb si kashmakash aur suspenseful jazbaat thi.

Ek pal ke liye, library ki khamoshi mein, uski nazar door ki khidki se aa rahi halki roshni par ruk gayi, jaise kuch chhupa hua dekh raha ho.

Halka sa patthar girta hua, ya kisi ka pehla kadam…



SCENE 8
INT. HOSTEL ROOM & ROOFTOP – NIGHT, FRIENDSHIP, AND SHADOWS


Ussi raat, hostel ke Room No. 214 mein alag hi mahaul tha.

KABIR:
“Aaj toh dil garden-garden ho gaya, bhai! Gundo ko kya dhoya hai un Rathore Brothers ne!”

Thodi der baad, jab sab so gaye, Ravi chupke se hostel ki chhat par chala gaya. Tabhi use ehsaas hua… koi use dekh raha hai. Chhat ke doosre kone mein, paani ki tanki ke peeche ek parchhayi thi. Ravi jab tak us taraf badhta, parchhayi andhere mein gayab ho chuki thi. Par zameen par ek cheez reh gayi thi.

Ek purani, black-and-white tasveer.

Tasveer mein ek 5-saal ka bachha tha—woh khud tha. Aur uske saath ek choti si ladki.

Ravi ki saansein tez ho gayi. Yeh tasveer… yeh ladki… uske bhule hue ateet ka hissa thi.

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SCENE 9
INT. CLASSROOM – NEW ARRIVALS AND FUTURE CONFLICTS

Agle din, class shuru hone hi wali thi ki darwaza khula. Ms. Meera Kapoor ke saath ek nayi ladki andar aayi.

MS. MEERA KAPOOR:
“Students, meet your new classmate, Alisha. She has transferred from Mumbai.”

CHARACTER INTRODUCTION – ALISHA

• Name: Alisha Singh
• Age: 16 (Class 11th)
• Height & Build: 5’7’’, slim, athletic build with a confident posture.
• Looks: Fair complexion, sharp features, cat-like hazel eyes that seem to see right through people. Her hair is cut in a stylish, modern bob. Her look is a blend of high-fashion and street-style—edgy yet chic.
• Personality / Nature:
  
  • Confident & Outspoken: Mumbai ki ladki, jise apni baat kehna aur manwana dono aata hai. Woh bheed mein khone wali nahi, bheed ko lead karne wali hai.
  • Sharp & Observant: Uski nazrein hamesha sab kuch scan karti rehti hain. Woh logon ke chehre nahi, unke iraade padhti hai.
  • Mysterious & Flirtatious: Uske iraade saaf nahi hain. Uski muskaan meethi hai, par uske peeche ek raaz hai. Woh dosti bhi ek plan ke tehet karti hai.
• Hobbies / Likes: Photography (logon ki candid photos lena, unke asli chehre capture karna), urban exploration, aur international music.

Alisha ne poori class par ek nazar daali. Uski nazar aakhir mein Ravi par aakar ajeeb tarah se thehar gayi. Uske hothon par ek halki, rahasyamayi muskaan aa gayi.

Usi waqt, Principal Malhotra ki awaaz school ke intercom system par goonji.

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SCENE 10
EXT. SCHOOL CAMPUS – THE ANNOUNCEMENT

PRINCIPAL :
“Attention, students! Parso shaam, hamare school auditorium mein ‘Freshers’ Welcome Ceremony’ ka aayojan kiya jayega.”

Announcement sunte hi poori class mein excitement ki leher daud gayi.

Alisha aakar Ravi ke bagal wali khaali seat par baith gayi.

ALISHA: (Dheemi, meethi awaaz mein, sirf Ravi ko sunayi de)
“Suna hai yahan bade toofan aate rehte hain. Interesting.”

Ravi ne palat kar use dekha. Uski aankhon mein ek anjaan si pehchaan thi.

Freshers’ party ka ailaan ho chuka tha. Campus mein ek nayi ladki ki entry ho chuki thi. Aur Ravi, Arjun aur Sia ki kahani mein ek naya, anjaana mod aa chuka tha.

Khel abhi shuru hi hua tha.



SCENE 11
EXT. SCHOOL CAMPUS – SUNSET, SHADOWS AND WHISPERS

Suraj dheere-dheere horizon ke peeche ghus raha tha, aur campus ke lambe shadows zameen par lamba sa rang chhod rahe the. Har ped, har ghanti, aur har building ek ajeeb si khamoshi mein lipti hui thi—jaise khud campus bhi apne aane wale toofan ki saans rok raha ho.

Ravi, Sia aur Arjun, har ek alag-apne corner mein khade, apni apni soch mein doobe the. Aur Alisha… woh ab bhi Ravi ke bagal mein baithi, uski aankhon mein kuch anjaana, kuch raaz bhara tha.

RAVI (Inner Monologue, halki shayari ke saath):
"Dhundli si raahon mein kadam mere,
Aur ek anjaan nazar jo saath chale…
Kya yeh sirf dosti hai, ya kuch gehra sa khel,
Jo pal do pal mein hi kahani mein rang bhar de?"

SIA (Inner Monologue):
"Campus ki shaanti ab dhadkan ban gayi hai,
Har nigaah ek nayi pehchaan dhund rahi hai…
Par kaun hai asli shikari, aur kaun hai shikar…?
Yeh to sirf waqt hi bata sakega."

Arjun ki aankhen Alisha aur Ravi ke beech chal rahi thi, jaise woh kisi invisible chessboard par chal rahe hain—har kadam, har muskaan, ek strategy ka hissa.

Aur tab… ek halki si awaz, door se campus ke peechhe ki building se, goonji:

UNKNOWN VOICE (faint, mysterious):
"Sab kuch dikh raha hai… aur kuch… abhi bhi chhupa hai."

Campus ka mahaul aur gehra sa ho gaya, aur hawa ek ajeeb sa suspense le kar chalti rahi.

RAVI (Inner Monologue, thoda ghabrahat ke saath):
"Yeh sirf ek shuruat hai…
Aur jo kuch bhi aane wala hai,
Woh dosti, ishq aur takraav… sabse zyada khatarnak hai."



Alisha ke chehre par ek halki si muskaan, Ravi ki taraf, par us muskaan mein ek chhupi hui planning aur raaz tha. Arjun ki aankhen Sia par, par woh bhi jaanta tha ki kuch aur bhi is khel mein ghus chuka hai.


"Toofan abhi aane wala hai…
Par sawaal yeh hai—kaun jeetega, kaun hara, aur kaun khud apni pehchaan bhool jayega?"


“Jitni khamoshi, utna bada toofan… jahan nazrein takrate hain, wahan sirf lafz nahi, takraav bhi bolta hai. Ishq ke aage raaz sharmaye, dosti bhi jung ka hissa ban jaye… aur aaj ki shaanti kal ke tufaan ki pehli ghoonj hai, har raaz ab khulne ko taiyaar hai.”


CONFLICT LINES / CONNECTIONS

• Ravi ↔ Arjun → Rivalry, mystery, heroism
• Sia ↔ Arjun → Trust vs Attraction
• Ravi ↔ Alisha → Suspicious interest / unknown plan
• Arjun & Aryan ↔ Kallu Gang → Power showdown
• Dada Sahab → Sia → Secret mission instructions
• Alisha ↔ Ravi / Sia / Arjun → Potential hidden agenda

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FINAL SUSPENSE QUESTIONS (Center of Web)

• “Toofan ka asli source kaun hai?”
• “Kaun kiske side mein khade hoga aur kaun betray karega?”
• “Ravi ka past kya future events ko control karega?”
• “Arjun ka asli plan sirf Sia ke liye hai ya campus-wide strategy?”
• “Alisha ka motive kya hai—friend, spy, ya unknown?”
• “Dada Sahab ke instructions ke peeche kya hidden danger hai?”

Aur ab, hamari kahani ka safar yahin rukta nahi… Har nazar, har muskaan aur har raaz ek naye khel ki taraf ishara kar raha hai.

Padhte rahiye, kyunki yeh toofan abhi bas shuru hua hai… Aur aap hi decide karenge:

Kaun jeetega dilon ki jung? Kaun raazon ke peeche chhupa hai? Aur kaun banega is khel ka asli hero?

Har update ke saath, jawab aapke samne khulenge… par sirf itna hi bata sakte hain—khel abhi sirf shuruaat hai.

Nice and lovely update....

 

[jeet1436]

THANK YOU SO MUCH BHAI BAS YESE HI PYAAR DETE RAHIYE...

 

[jeet1436]

Nice and lovely update....

THANK YOU SO MUCH BHAI BAS YESE HI PYAAR DETE RAHIYE...

 

[ghost23]

Awesome

UPDATE 6: Ishq, Takraav aur Raaz

SCENE 1
EXT. DELHI HIGHER SECONDARY SCHOOL – CAMPUS LAWN – DOPEHAR


Dilli ki dopehar ka suraj naram tha, jaise aasman ne ek sunehri-kesariya, bhaari kaam wali shaadi ki chunari odh li ho. Delhi Higher Secondary School ka sprawling lawn hari makhmal sa bichha tha, jis par kahin-kahin amaltas ke peele phool bikhre hue the, jaise zameen par sitaare utar aaye hon. Hawa mein taazi kati ghaas ki mehak, canteen se aati garma-garam samose aur adrak wali chai ki khushboo mein ghul rahi thi. Mahaul mein ek ajeeb si, hadd se zyada shaanti thi—woh shaanti jo aksar kisi bade toofan se pehle samundar par chha jaati hai. Ek aisi khamoshi jo cheekh kar aane wale khatre ka ailaan kar rahi thi. Ek aisi khamoshi jo aankhon se na dikhne wali, par dil ke kone mein ghabrahat ka aalam daal de.

Lawn ke ek kone mein, ek vishaal gulmohar ke ped ki ghani chhaon tale, Ravi, Amit aur Kabir baithe the. Unke beech aadhi khaali samose ki plate aur chai ke kulhad rakhe the. Kabir, hamesha ki tarah, poori tarah se apne samose mein dooba hua tha, aankhein band karke har bite ka anand le raha tha, jaise koi sadhu tapasya mein leen ho.

KABIR: (Aakhri bite ko muh mein rakhte hue, ek ajeeb se santosh ke saath)
“Bhai, sach keh raha hoon… hostel ke aloo parathe aur yeh lawn mein beth ke samosa aur chai… inhi do cheezon ne Dilli mein jeena aasaan kar rakha hai. Yeh samose nahi, emotion hai emotion! Par aaj… aaj kuch ajeeb sa feel ho raha hai. Itni shaanti… daal mein kuch kaala nahi, poori daal hi kaali lag rahi hai. Mera ‘trouble-o-meter’ tarr-tarr kar raha hai. Aisa lag raha hai jaise campus ke har kone mein koi chhupi hui nigaah hai.”

Amit ne apne mote frame wale chashme ko naak par theek karte hue kitaab se nazar uthayi. Woh hamesha ki tarah, ek physics ki reference book mein uljha hua tha. Uske liye duniya numbers aur formulas ka ek khel thi, par aaj uski aankhon mein bhi chhupi hui ghabrahat thi.

AMIT:
“Tera ‘trouble-o-meter’ nahi, Kabir, woh tere pet mein gas ka gola hai jo samose ke baad high-frequency par vibrate kar raha hai. Par haan, logic ke hisaab se, yeh ek unstable equilibrium hai. Ek aisi shaanti jise todne ke liye bas ek chhota sa external force kaafi hai. Aur campus mein, sabse bada external force Rathore Brothers hain, jo abhi shaant hain. Newton ka third law sirf physics mein nahi, zindagi mein bhi apply hota hai. For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Abhi ‘action’ shaanti hai, toh iska ‘reaction’ zaroor koi hungama hoga.”

Ravi, jo apni purani leather-bound diary mein kuch likh raha tha, ne bina nazar uthaye ek gehri saans li. Uski kalam ruk gayi thi. Usne aasman ki taraf dekha, jahan ek akela baaz gol-gol chakkar laga raha tha, jaise kisi shikaar ki talaash mein ho.

RAVI: (Dheemi, aane wale kal ko dekhti awaaz mein)
“Toofan aane se pehle samundar hamesha khamosh ho jaata hai, Amit. Yeh khamoshi usi toofan ka ishara hai. Hawa ka rukh badalne wala hai. Aur jab hawa ka rukh badalta hai, toh kayi purane patte jhad jaate hain aur kuch nayi kahaniyan shuru hoti hain. Mujhe ajeeb sa lag raha hai, jaise koi anjaani nigahein humein dekh rahi hain. Kuch hone wala hai… aur is baar sirf baatein nahi… jung hogi.”

Kabir aur Amit ne ek doosre ko dekha. Ravi ki aisi philosophical baatein unke liye nayi nahi thi, par aaj uski awaaz mein ek alag sa vazan tha, ek anjaani si aahat.

Usi pal, thodi doori par campus ke ‘elite’ group ki hansi goonji. Arjun Rathore, school ka astitva, apne do-teen chamchon ke saath khada tha.

CHARACTER INTRODUCTION: ARJUN'S ENTOURAGE

Arjun school ka undisputed king tha. Uske saath khade the uske 4 loyal dost, jo uski parchhayi ki tarah the:

• Sameer: Arjun ka shadow. Patla, chashmish, par dimaag se tez. Arjun ke har ishaare ko samajhta aur uski har baat mein haan mein haan milata.
• Virat: Muscles aur attitude ka combination. Campus ka bodybuilder, jiske liye har masle ka hal zor-azmaish thi. Thoda arrogant, par Arjun ke liye jaan dene ko taiyaar.
• Rishi: Sharp mind aur sarcastic tone. Hamesha chup rehkar sab kuch observe karta. Uski nazron se kuch nahi chhupta tha.
• Karan: Stylish aur confident. Campus ke har fashion trend ko follow karta. Uske liye life ek party thi.
• Riya: Ek stylish ladki jiski nazrein hamesha Arjun par hi tiki rehti thi, jaise woh uski duniya ka kendra ho.

Arjun ki aankhen lawn ke dusre chhor par Sia ko dhoond rahi thi, library se nikalti hui, thodi hesitant, par masoom nazron ke saath.

Riya (Inner Monologue):
"Campus ka king… aur Sia… phir bhi dil ki dhadkan mere words ke peeche reaction de rahi hai. Chalo, thodi masti toh banti hai."

Riya, apne designer bag ko adjust karte hue Arjun ke paas aayi, ek confident smile ke saath:

RIYA: (thodi flirting tone mein)
“Arjun, tum seriously uss nayi ladki, Sia, mein itna interested ho? I mean, she is… fine, but aisi behenji type hai. Na style, na class. Tumhare level ki nahi hai. Tum jaise ladke ke liye… thodi sparkle, thodi thrill, thodi… jaadu honi chahiye, na?” Tumhe toh koi supermodel type ladki suit karegi.”

Arjun ne ek ajeeb si shayari style muskaan ke saath Riya ki taraf dekha, par uski aankhein lawn ke doosre chhor par aati Sia ko dhoondh rahi thi.

ARJUN (Shayari):
"Aankhon ki gehraai mein koi raaz chhupa hai, Har muskaan mein ek naya paigham hai. Campus ke saare nazare yahan ruk jaate hain… Aur main… bas un raaz ko samajhne ki koshish karta hoon."

ARJUN:
“Riya, class aur style kapdon se nahi, aakhon se jhalakti hai. Kuch chehron mein aisi saadgi hoti hai… jiske aage duniya ki har chamak pheeki pad jaati hai. Woh shant paani jaisi hai, gehraayi ka andaaza lagana mushkil hai. Aur mujhe mushkil cheezein pasand hain.”

Arjun ki iss baat se Riya ka chehra utar gaya.

SAMEER (whispering to Arjun):
“Bhai, ye Riya clearly tumhare taraf attract ho rahi hai. Move smartly.”

VIRAT (muscles flex, teasing):
“Hahaha… aur agar kisi ne Riya ke saath kuch kiya, toh main pehle line mein hoon!”

RISHI:
“Bhai, campus ka game thoda interesting hone wala hai. Sparks dekh raha hoon.”

KARAN:
“Arjun… tumhari charm aur Riya ka tease… combo hi mast lagega.”

Riya ne ek playful glance dali, jaise quietly challenge kar rahi ho: “Tumhare dil ki dhadkan ab meri baaton par react karegi… ya tum bas Sia ke peeche rahoge?”

Arjun ne halka sa smile diya, phir shayari style mein:

ARJUN (Shayari):
"Jahan tu chalti hai, wahaan hawa bhi ruk jaati hai, Aur main… bas apni nazar se raaste roshan karta hoon. Na jaane kis mod par yeh kissa khatam hoga, Par yeh sure hai… ke kuch toofan abhi aane wala hai."

Par Arjun ki nazrein Sia par hi tiki thi.

SAMEER:
“Chhodo yeh sab, Arjun bhai. Freshers’ party aa rahi hai, uski planning karte hain. Aap hi toh King banoge, hamesha ki tarah. Aur Queen…” (usne Riya ki taraf ishaara kiya).

Us taraf Ravi ne bhi apni diary band karke Sia ki taraf dekha. Ek pal ke liye uski aur Arjun ki nazrein hawa mein takrayi—ek ankahee jung ka ailaan hua. Dono ke beech ek aisi khamosh rivalry thi, jo lafzon se nahi, sirf nazron se bayaan hoti thi.

Aur tabhi, Amit ki kahi baat sach ho gayi. ‘Collision’ ka waqt aa gaya tha.

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SCENE 2
EXT. CAMPUS GATE – THE INTRUSION

Campus ka bada lohe ka gate, jahan security guard hamesha mustaid rehta tha, aaj khula ka khula tha. Guard, Ramlal Kaka, paas ke thele par chai peene gaya tha. Yeh mauka dekhkar, paanch awara kism ke ladke campus ke andar ghus aaye. Unke kapde maile-kuchele, baal bikhre hue, aur aankhon mein ek besharmi wali chamak thi. Woh saaf-saaf bahar ke local gunde lag rahe the.

Unka leader, ek lamba sa ladka jiska naam Kallu tha, ne ek gandi si seeti maari aur apne saathi, Chotu, ki peeth par thapki di.

KALLU: (campus ko ghoorte hue, grin ke saath)
“Arrey oye, dekho toh! School nahi, jannat hai yeh. Ek se badhkar ek pariyan hain yahan. Lagta hai aaj ka din yahin banega.”

CHOTU: (gandi hansi ke saath)
“Haan bhai, suna hai bade baap ki auladein padhti hain yahan… Thodi masti ho jaye, kya bolte ho?”

Unki awaaz sunkar aas-paas ke students uncomfortable ho gaye. Ladkiyon ne apne dupatte theek kar liye aur raasta badal liya. Kuch ladke jo cricket khel rahe the, woh bhi ruk kar unhe ghoorne lage, par koi aage aane ki himmat nahi kar raha tha. Gundo ka hausla aur badh gaya. Unhone ek junior ladki ko roka, uske haath se cold drink ki bottle chheen li aur gatak gaye. Ladki darr ke maare bhaag gayi.

Campus mein ek darr aur ghabrahat ka mahaul phail gaya. Staff ke log office ki khidkiyon se jhaank rahe the, par koi aage aane se katra raha tha.

Aur tabhi, Kallu ki nazar akele aa rahi Sia par padi. Sia unhe dekhkar thoda thethak gayi. Usne raasta badalne ki koshish ki, par gunde uska raasta rok kar khade ho gaye.

KALLU: (Ek gandi muskaan ke saath, Sia ke saamne aakar)
“Arrey, itni jaldi kya hai, madam? Thodi baat-cheet toh kar lo. Naam kya hai tumhara, husn-pari?”

Sia (Inner Monologue):
“Shaant reh, Sia. Ghabrana nahi. Dada Sahab ne kaha tha, har chunauti ka saamna himmat se karna hai. Yeh bhi ek chunauti hai.”

Sia ne kuch nahi kaha. Uski muthiyan bheench gayi thi. Aankhon mein darr tha, par us darr ke neeche ek aag bhi dabi hui thi. Usne unhe ignore karke side se nikalne ki koshish ki.

Ek gunde ne aage badhkar uski kitaab par haath rakh diya.

GUNDA 2:
“Badi padhaku lagti ho. Humein bhi kuch padha do. Pyaar ka chapter.”

SIA: (Thodi kaanpti par mazboot awaaz mein)
“Haath hatao. Aur raasta chhodo.”

KALLU: (Haste hue)
“Oho, sherni bhi hai. Awaaz mein toh bada dum hai. Par dekhte hain, dum kitni der tikta hai.”

Kallu ne aage badhkar Sia ka dupatta kheenchne ki koshish ki. Ek pal ke liye poore campus mein saansen ruk gayi. Sia ki aankhein darr se phail gayi. Uska chehra safed pad gaya.

Aur usi pal… do alag-alag dishaon se do awaazein toofan ki tarah goonji.

“OYYYEEE!”

Yeh Aryan Rathore tha, jo gym se aa raha tha, uske muscles pasine se chamak rahe the, har step se ground vibrate ho rahi thi.

“HIMMAT KAISE HUI TERI?!” “APNI AUKAAT BHOOL GAYA KYA?!”

Yeh Arjun Rathore tha, jo apne doston ke saath khada tha, uski aankhon mein ab woh shayarana andaaz nahi, ek jwala thi jo sab kuch jala kar raakh kar sakti thi.

Dono bhai ek saath, do alag dishaon se, shikaari ki tarah gundo ki taraf badhe. Pure campus ki nazar ab un par thi.

KALLU: (harrassed, gunda group ko dekh kar)
“Arrey… yeh… dono… Rathore…?”

ARYAN:
“Campus mein shanti ko dar aur chori se nahi, shaurya se todte hain. Samjhe?”

ARJUN (Shayari style, aankhein gundo par):
"Na dikhne do humari narmi… na samjho humari cheekh, Har shikaar ka hisaab hai… aur yeh, tumhara akhri din hai aaj!"

KALLU:
“Bada hero ban raha hai, hero-giri nikaal dunga!”

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SCENE 3
EXT. CAMPUS LAWN – THE SHOWDOWN

Hawa theher gayi. Samay jaise ruk sa gaya. Jo agle paanch minute mein hua, woh Delhi Higher Secondary School ke students ki yaadon mein hamesha ke liye kaid ho gaya. Yeh sirf ek ladai nahi thi; yeh power, ego aur insaaf ka ek brutal aur cinematic pradarshan tha. Yeh Rathore Brothers ka power show tha.

Aryan, ek ghayal sher ki tarah dahaadta hua, seedhe uss gunde par toota jisne Sia ka dupatta pakda tha. Woh ek trained boxer tha, aur uske har punch mein barood bhara tha.

ARYAN: (Ek zabardast hook punch gunde ke jabde par maarte hue, jiski ‘crack’ ki awaaz door tak sunayi di)
“School ko apni jaagir samajh rakha hai kya, saalon?! Yeh Rathore ka ilaaka hai! Yahan parinde bhi humse pooch kar par maarte hain!” “Rathore ke naam se chalta hai yeh sheher… aur tumne ussi naam ke saamne ek ladki ko haath lagaya?!”

Gunda ladkhada kar neeche gir gaya, muh se khoon tapakne laga. Doosre gunde Aryan ki taraf badhe, par woh taiyaar tha. Usne ek ke punch ko dodge kiya, uski gardan pakdi aur use doosre gunde se takra diya. Dono zameen par.

Doosri taraf se Arjun ki entry kisi film hero se kam nahi thi. Usne apna designer blazer utaar kar Riya ki taraf uchhala aur ek ajeeb si shaanti ke saath aage badha. Uski har chaal mein ek grace, ek style tha. Usne Kallu par ek flying kick maari, jo itni tez aur precise thi ki Kallu kuch samajh paata, usse pele woh hawa mein tha aur agle hi pal zameen par. Arjun sirf dimaag se hi nahi, martial arts mein bhi mahir tha.

ARJUN: (Kallu ka collar pakad kar, usse zameen se uthate hue, awaaz thandi par khatarnak)
“Ek ladki ki izzat par haath daalne se pele socha nahi… ki anjaam kya hoga?”

Usne Kallu ko hawa mein ghuma kar apne saathiyon ke upar patak diya. Arjun ke dil mein Sia ke liye ek alag hi aag jal rahi thi.

Arjun (Inner Monologue):
“Yeh performance aisi honi chahiye ki tumhari nazron mein main khuda ban jaaun, Sia.”

Kallu ke saathi ab gusse mein Arjun aur Aryan par ek saath toot pade. Ek gunde ne apni jeb se ek chhota sa chaku nikaal liya. Bheed mein ek cheekh goonji.

Yeh Ravi ne dekh liya tha. Jab sabki nazar Arjun aur Aryan ke show par thi, Ravi ped ki chhaon se nikla. Usne zameen se ek chhota sa patthar uthaya.

Chaku wala gunda Aryan ki taraf badh raha tha. Aryan doosre gunde se uljha hua tha. Isse pele ki woh chaku se vaar kar paata, Ravi ka fenka hua patthar seedhe uske haath par laga. Chaku chhoot kar zameen par gir gaya. Gunda haath pakad kar chilla utha. Kisi ne nahi dekha yeh kisne kiya, siwaye Sia ke, jiski nazar ek pal ke liye Ravi par padi thi.

Ab Arjun aur Aryan ne baaki gundo ko sambhala.

ARYAN: (Gusse mein)
“Chaku nikaalte ho! Itni hi mardangi hai toh aao saamne!”

Arjun do gundo se ek saath ladh raha tha. Woh unke har vaar se bach raha tha, jaise koi dance kar raha ho. Usne ek ke haath ko moda, doosre ko uski taraf dhakka diya, aur phir ek spinning kick se dono ko neeche gira diya.

ARJUN: (Apne kapde jhaadte hue, ek shayarana taane ke saath)
“Suna tha shikaari jungle mein aate hain… Par yeh school hai, yahan hum jaise sher rehte hain. Bhool jaana yeh raasta, yeh chehre… Warna agli baar sirf pachtave ke andhere rahenge.”

Paanch minute ke andar, paanchon gunde zameen par pade karaah rahe the. Aryan gusse mein unpar aur vaar karna chahta tha, par Arjun ne uske kandhe par haath rakh kar use rok liya.

ARJUN:
“Bas, Aryan. Kutto ko itna hi maarte hain ki woh apni gali bhool jayein, jaan se nahi maarte.”


Poora campus ek hi saans mein thama hua tha. Fir… ek zor se goonj uthi awaaz:

“RATHORE! RATHORE! RATHORE!!”

Naare sirf awaaz nahi, ek toofan ki tarah har kone mein phail gaye. Lawn ki ghanti si khamoshi, students ke dil ki dhadkan, aur gundo ke kadam—sab ek saath resonate kar rahe the.

Ladke-jawan, ladkiyan, teachers—sab ki aankhen Arjun aur Aryan par tik gayi. Yeh naara sirf unka power show nahi, ek signal tha: “Campus ke king wahi, jo dare bina khada ho.”

Kallu aur uske saathi jaise-jaise naare sunte gaye, unke kadam dheere padne lage. Jaise poore campus ne unhe ek hi warning de di ho:
“Yahan aane ki himmat mat karna… warna sirf pachtava milega.”

Arjun aur Aryan lawn par khade, ek perfect tableau ban gaye—taaliyon, seetiyon aur naaron ki goonj ke beech. Har ek student ke dil mein bas ek hi baat:
“Yeh Rathore Brothers hain—aur yeh game abhi shuru hua hai.”

Kallu aur uske saathi jaise-taise uthe aur dum daba kar campus se bhaag gaye, jaise unhone bhoot dekh liya ho.
SCENE 4
EXT. CAMPUS LAWN – THE AFTERMATH

Jaise hi gunde bhaage, students ka hujoom Arjun aur Aryan ke paas aa gaya. Dono bhaiyon ne ek doosre ko dekha aur ek vijayi muskaan di. Unhone aaj sirf Sia ko nahi bachaya tha, unhone poore school par apni chhaap chhod di thi.

“Well done, Arjun!” “Aryan bhai, aap best ho!” “Rathore Brothers Zindabad!”

Sameer aur Riya sabse aage the, Arjun ki tareef karte nahi thak rahe the.

Par dono bhaiyon ki nazrein sirf ek hi insaan par thi—Sia.

Sia abhi bhi thoda kaanp rahi thi, lekin uski aankhon mein ab darr ki jagah ek ajeeb si shakti aur gratitude ka bhaav tha.

Arjun sabse pele uske paas pahuncha. Usne apne chehre se gusse ka naqaab utaar kar ek narmi odh li.

ARJUN: (Awaaz mein parwah jhalak rahi thi)
“Sia, tum theek ho? Un logon ne tumhein chot toh nahi pahunchayi?”

Sia (Inner Monologue):
“Yeh wahi ladka hai jiska vishwas mujhe jeetna hai. Dada Sahab sahi the. Yeh mohra zaroori hai.”

SIA: (Halki muskaan ke saath)
“Main theek hoon, Arjun. Shukriya. Agar tum log nahi hote toh…”

Aryan bhi paas aakar khada ho gaya, ek protective bade bhai ki tarah.

ARYAN:
“Aainda koi tumhari taraf aankh utha kar bhi dekhe toh mujhe batana. Uski aankhein nikaal dunga.”

Tabhi, ek shaant par damdaar awaaz ne poore crowd ko chup kara diya.

MS. MEERA KAPOOR:
“That’s enough, everyone! Go back to your classes.”

Ms. Meera Kapoor wahan aa chuki thi. Unke chehre par gussa nahi, par ek ajeeb si authority thi. Unke saath doosre teachers bhi the, jo ab himmat karke bahar aaye the.

MS. MEERA KAPOOR: (Arjun aur Aryan ki taraf dekhte hue)
“Violence is never the answer. Par aaj jo tum logon ne kiya… uske liye school administration tumhara aabhari hai. Still, aapse principal office mein milte hain. Campus mein gundagardi bardaasht nahi ki jayegi, chahe woh bahar walon ki ho ya andar walon ki.”

Unki awaaz mein ek warning bhi thi aur thodi tareef bhi. Woh Sia ke paas aayi.

MS. MEERA KAPOOR: (Sia ke kandhe par haath rakhte hue)
“Are you okay, Sia? Come with me.”

Meera Ma’am ki presence ne Sia ko aur himmat di. Woh unke saath chali gayi. Jaate-jaate usne ek baar palat kar dekha, uski nazrein bheed mein Ravi ko dhoondh rahi thi. Ravi, Amit aur Kabir door ped ke paas khade sab dekh rahe the. Ravi ne kuch nahi kiya, woh aage nahi aaya. Usne bas apni nazron se Sia ko tassalli di.

Ravi chupke se wahan se nikal gaya. Usse bheed aur attention pasand nahi tha. Uska kaam ho chuka tha. Par jaate-jaate uske mann mein ek baat aayi—use ab apne pairo par khada hona hoga. Baba ke paison par woh bojh nahi ban sakta.

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SCENE 5
EXT. EK SUNSAAN GALI, MARKET KE PEECHE – RAAT

Raat ke andhere mein, market ke peeche ki ek sunsaan gali, jahan sirf ek bulb jal-bujh raha tha. Yahan-wahan kachre ke dher pade the. Wahin, Kallu aur uske saathi, apne zakhmon par haath phere, khade the. Kallu ke honth se abhi bhi khoon ris raha tha.

CHOTU:
“Bhai, plan toh bas ladki ko chhedne ka tha. Un dono ne toh humein jaan se hi maar diya hota. Tune kaha tha halke mein kaam karna hai.”

KALLU: (Gusse mein)
“Chup kar! Jitna kaha hai utna kar. Paisa mil raha hai na?”

Tabhi, andhere se ek mehengi gaadi aakar ruki. Gaadi ki headlights se poori gali roshan ho gayi. Gaadi se koi utra. Woh Arjun Rathore tha. Par yeh woh school wala charming Arjun nahi tha. Yeh ek alag hi Arjun tha. Uski aankhon mein ab narmi nahi, sirf thandak thi.

ARJUN: (Apni aawaaz badal kar, ekdum thandi)
“Kaam ho gaya?”

KALLU: (Thoda darte hue)
“Haan, Arjun bhai. Jaisa aapne kaha tha, waisa hi kiya. Par aapke bhai ne toh asli mein dhun diya. Plan mein yeh nahi tha.”

Arjun ne apni jeb se paison ki ek moti gaddi nikaali aur Kallu ki taraf fenki.

ARJUN:
“Performance convincing honi chahiye, Kallu. Agar maar asli nahi lagti, toh hero-giri ka ehsaas kaise aata? Aryan ko sach nahi pata, uske liye yeh sab asli tha. Aur Sia… uske liye bhi.”

Kallu ne gaddi uthayi.

KALLU:
“Par bhai, aage kya?”

ARJUN: (Ek khatarnak muskaan ke saath)
“Aage? Aage tum log kuch din dikhoge nahi. Aur jab main kahunga, tab ek aur chhota sa kaam karna hoga. Bhoolna mat, tum log mere liye kaam karte ho.”

Arjun palat kar gaadi ki taraf jaane laga.

KALLU:
“Bhai, samajh nahi aaya. Ek ladki ke liye itna sab kuch?”

Arjun ruka. Woh palta, aur uski aankhein andhere mein chamak uthi.

ARJUN:
“Jo cheez maangne se na mile, Kallu… usse chheen na padta hai. Aur usse chhenne ke liye kabhi kabhi shatranj ki bisat bichhani padti hai. Woh gunde… tum the. Par hero… main tha.” “Yeh toh ishq ki pehli chaal thi. Abhi toh poori baazi baaki hai.”

Arjun gaadi mein baithkar chala gaya. Kallu aur uske saathi bas usse jaate hue dekhte rahe. Arjun ka asli chehra, uski asli planning, ab is andheri gali ke raaz mein dafan ho chuki thi. Sia ko bachane ka yeh poora khel, uska apna hi racha hua tha—sirf usse apni taraf attract karne ki pehli sidi.

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SCENE 6
EXT. LOCAL MARKET, NEAR CAMPUS – A DIFFERENT PATH

School ke baad, Ravi hostel nahi gaya. Woh paas ke Lajpat Nagar market ki bheed-bhaad wali galiyon mein ghoom raha tha. Uske dimaag mein apne baba ka thaka hua chehra ghoom raha tha.

Ravi (Inner Monologue):
“Baba ne apni poori zindagi zameen mein mehnat karke guzaar di, taaki main yahan padh sakun. Unke paseene ki kamayi ko main apne shauk par nahi uda sakta. Mujhe khud kuch karna hoga.”

Woh har dukaan par "Helper Needed" ya "Staff Required" ka board dhoondh raha tha. Chal-te chalte woh ek purani si building ke basement mein bane ek cyber cafe ke saamne ruka. Board par likha tha—"GUPTA CYBER CAFÉ". Neeche ek chhota sa haath se likha poster chipka tha—"Part-time staff ki zaroorat hai. Shaam 4 se 7."

Ravi seedhiyan utar kar neeche chala gaya. Andar thoda andhera tha. Counter par ek 40-45 saal ke aadmi baithe the, jinka naam Mr. Roshan Gupta tha.

MR. GUPTA:
“Haan bhai, kitne ghante ka plan hai?”

RAVI:
“Sir, main yahan kaam ke liye poochne aaya tha.”

Mr. Gupta ne chashme ke upar se Ravi ko dekha.

MR. GUPTA:
“Student ho? Padhai-likhai chhod kar kaam kyun karna hai?”

RAVI:
“Padhai nahi chhodni, sir. Bas zimmedari uthani hai.”

Mr. Gupta usse kuch der ghoorte rahe.

MR. GUPTA:
“Theek hai. Shaam 4 se 7. Mahine ka 12,000 milega. Manzoor hai?”

RAVI: (Chehre par ek sukoon bhari muskaan ke saath)
“Ji, manzoor hai. Kab se shuru kar sakta hoon?”

MR. GUPTA:
“Kal se aa jaana.”

Ravi ne shukriya kaha aur bahar nikal aaya. Aaj usne sirf ek job nahi, aatm-nirbhar hone ki taraf apna pehla kadam uthaya tha.

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SCENE 7
INT. SCHOOL LIBRARY – WHISPERS OF A DEEPER GAME

Agle din, library ki khamoshi mein, Sia ek kone mein baithi thi. Tabhi uska phone vibrate hua. Ek unknown number.

SIA:
“Hello?”, pranaam Dada Sahab…

OLD MAN (DADA SAHAB):
Pranaam , vijayi bhaba…“Sia beti, kya tum uss se mile? Kaise hai wo? Achhe toh hai na?”

SIA:
“Hmm, Dada Sahab. Achhe hain, bahot achhe. Lekin khatre se ghire hue hain.”

Dada SAHAB:
“Ussi khatre ko toh tum door karne gayi ho. Apne maqsad ko kabhi mat bhoolna… aur haan, thoda dikhao, Sia. Arjun ka vishwas jeetna zaroori hai. Woh humari manzil ka sabse zaroori mohra hai.”

SIA:
“Main koshish kar rahi hoon, Dada Sahab.”

Phone cut. Sia ki masoom aankhon mein ab ek ajeeb si kashmakash aur suspenseful jazbaat thi.

Ek pal ke liye, library ki khamoshi mein, uski nazar door ki khidki se aa rahi halki roshni par ruk gayi, jaise kuch chhupa hua dekh raha ho.

Halka sa patthar girta hua, ya kisi ka pehla kadam…



SCENE 8
INT. HOSTEL ROOM & ROOFTOP – NIGHT, FRIENDSHIP, AND SHADOWS


Ussi raat, hostel ke Room No. 214 mein alag hi mahaul tha.

KABIR:
“Aaj toh dil garden-garden ho gaya, bhai! Gundo ko kya dhoya hai un Rathore Brothers ne!”

Thodi der baad, jab sab so gaye, Ravi chupke se hostel ki chhat par chala gaya. Tabhi use ehsaas hua… koi use dekh raha hai. Chhat ke doosre kone mein, paani ki tanki ke peeche ek parchhayi thi. Ravi jab tak us taraf badhta, parchhayi andhere mein gayab ho chuki thi. Par zameen par ek cheez reh gayi thi.

Ek purani, black-and-white tasveer.

Tasveer mein ek 5-saal ka bachha tha—woh khud tha. Aur uske saath ek choti si ladki.

Ravi ki saansein tez ho gayi. Yeh tasveer… yeh ladki… uske bhule hue ateet ka hissa thi.

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SCENE 9
INT. CLASSROOM – NEW ARRIVALS AND FUTURE CONFLICTS

Agle din, class shuru hone hi wali thi ki darwaza khula. Ms. Meera Kapoor ke saath ek nayi ladki andar aayi.

MS. MEERA KAPOOR:
“Students, meet your new classmate, Alisha. She has transferred from Mumbai.”

CHARACTER INTRODUCTION – ALISHA

• Name: Alisha Singh
• Age: 16 (Class 11th)
• Height & Build: 5’7’’, slim, athletic build with a confident posture.
• Looks: Fair complexion, sharp features, cat-like hazel eyes that seem to see right through people. Her hair is cut in a stylish, modern bob. Her look is a blend of high-fashion and street-style—edgy yet chic.
• Personality / Nature:
  
  • Confident & Outspoken: Mumbai ki ladki, jise apni baat kehna aur manwana dono aata hai. Woh bheed mein khone wali nahi, bheed ko lead karne wali hai.
  • Sharp & Observant: Uski nazrein hamesha sab kuch scan karti rehti hain. Woh logon ke chehre nahi, unke iraade padhti hai.
  • Mysterious & Flirtatious: Uske iraade saaf nahi hain. Uski muskaan meethi hai, par uske peeche ek raaz hai. Woh dosti bhi ek plan ke tehet karti hai.
• Hobbies / Likes: Photography (logon ki candid photos lena, unke asli chehre capture karna), urban exploration, aur international music.

Alisha ne poori class par ek nazar daali. Uski nazar aakhir mein Ravi par aakar ajeeb tarah se thehar gayi. Uske hothon par ek halki, rahasyamayi muskaan aa gayi.

Usi waqt, Principal Malhotra ki awaaz school ke intercom system par goonji.

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SCENE 10
EXT. SCHOOL CAMPUS – THE ANNOUNCEMENT

PRINCIPAL :
“Attention, students! Parso shaam, hamare school auditorium mein ‘Freshers’ Welcome Ceremony’ ka aayojan kiya jayega.”

Announcement sunte hi poori class mein excitement ki leher daud gayi.

Alisha aakar Ravi ke bagal wali khaali seat par baith gayi.

ALISHA: (Dheemi, meethi awaaz mein, sirf Ravi ko sunayi de)
“Suna hai yahan bade toofan aate rehte hain. Interesting.”

Ravi ne palat kar use dekha. Uski aankhon mein ek anjaan si pehchaan thi.

Freshers’ party ka ailaan ho chuka tha. Campus mein ek nayi ladki ki entry ho chuki thi. Aur Ravi, Arjun aur Sia ki kahani mein ek naya, anjaana mod aa chuka tha.

Khel abhi shuru hi hua tha.



SCENE 11
EXT. SCHOOL CAMPUS – SUNSET, SHADOWS AND WHISPERS

Suraj dheere-dheere horizon ke peeche ghus raha tha, aur campus ke lambe shadows zameen par lamba sa rang chhod rahe the. Har ped, har ghanti, aur har building ek ajeeb si khamoshi mein lipti hui thi—jaise khud campus bhi apne aane wale toofan ki saans rok raha ho.

Ravi, Sia aur Arjun, har ek alag-apne corner mein khade, apni apni soch mein doobe the. Aur Alisha… woh ab bhi Ravi ke bagal mein baithi, uski aankhon mein kuch anjaana, kuch raaz bhara tha.

RAVI (Inner Monologue, halki shayari ke saath):
"Dhundli si raahon mein kadam mere,
Aur ek anjaan nazar jo saath chale…
Kya yeh sirf dosti hai, ya kuch gehra sa khel,
Jo pal do pal mein hi kahani mein rang bhar de?"

SIA (Inner Monologue):
"Campus ki shaanti ab dhadkan ban gayi hai,
Har nigaah ek nayi pehchaan dhund rahi hai…
Par kaun hai asli shikari, aur kaun hai shikar…?
Yeh to sirf waqt hi bata sakega."

Arjun ki aankhen Alisha aur Ravi ke beech chal rahi thi, jaise woh kisi invisible chessboard par chal rahe hain—har kadam, har muskaan, ek strategy ka hissa.

Aur tab… ek halki si awaz, door se campus ke peechhe ki building se, goonji:

UNKNOWN VOICE (faint, mysterious):
"Sab kuch dikh raha hai… aur kuch… abhi bhi chhupa hai."

Campus ka mahaul aur gehra sa ho gaya, aur hawa ek ajeeb sa suspense le kar chalti rahi.

RAVI (Inner Monologue, thoda ghabrahat ke saath):
"Yeh sirf ek shuruat hai…
Aur jo kuch bhi aane wala hai,
Woh dosti, ishq aur takraav… sabse zyada khatarnak hai."



Alisha ke chehre par ek halki si muskaan, Ravi ki taraf, par us muskaan mein ek chhupi hui planning aur raaz tha. Arjun ki aankhen Sia par, par woh bhi jaanta tha ki kuch aur bhi is khel mein ghus chuka hai.


"Toofan abhi aane wala hai…
Par sawaal yeh hai—kaun jeetega, kaun hara, aur kaun khud apni pehchaan bhool jayega?"


“Jitni khamoshi, utna bada toofan… jahan nazrein takrate hain, wahan sirf lafz nahi, takraav bhi bolta hai. Ishq ke aage raaz sharmaye, dosti bhi jung ka hissa ban jaye… aur aaj ki shaanti kal ke tufaan ki pehli ghoonj hai, har raaz ab khulne ko taiyaar hai.”


CONFLICT LINES / CONNECTIONS

• Ravi ↔ Arjun → Rivalry, mystery, heroism
• Sia ↔ Arjun → Trust vs Attraction
• Ravi ↔ Alisha → Suspicious interest / unknown plan
• Arjun & Aryan ↔ Kallu Gang → Power showdown
• Dada Sahab → Sia → Secret mission instructions
• Alisha ↔ Ravi / Sia / Arjun → Potential hidden agenda

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FINAL SUSPENSE QUESTIONS (Center of Web)

• “Toofan ka asli source kaun hai?”
• “Kaun kiske side mein khade hoga aur kaun betray karega?”
• “Ravi ka past kya future events ko control karega?”
• “Arjun ka asli plan sirf Sia ke liye hai ya campus-wide strategy?”
• “Alisha ka motive kya hai—friend, spy, ya unknown?”
• “Dada Sahab ke instructions ke peeche kya hidden danger hai?”

Aur ab, hamari kahani ka safar yahin rukta nahi… Har nazar, har muskaan aur har raaz ek naye khel ki taraf ishara kar raha hai.

Padhte rahiye, kyunki yeh toofan abhi bas shuru hua hai… Aur aap hi decide karenge:

Kaun jeetega dilon ki jung? Kaun raazon ke peeche chhupa hai? Aur kaun banega is khel ka asli hero?

Har update ke saath, jawab aapke samne khulenge… par sirf itna hi bata sakte hain—khel abhi sirf shuruaat hai.

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UPDATE 7 : Fresher's Night- Shatranj, Saazish Aur Shikaar
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UPDATE 7 : Fresher's Night- Shatranj, Saazish Aur Shikaar
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Update 7: Freshers' Night - Shatranj, Saazish Aur Shikaar

Part 1: Toofan Se Pehle Ki Sargoshiyan

SCHOOL CAMPUS - PARTY SE PEHLE KA DIN

Freshers' Night se pehle ka din... campus ki hawa mein ek ajeeb si bechaini aur utsah ghula hua tha. Khabar campus mein aag ki tarah phail chuki thi.Classrooms mein padhai kam aur sargoshiyan zyada ho rahi thi. Har taraf bas ek hi charcha thi. Canteen ke shor se lekar library ki khamoshi tak, har deewar ke paas sunane ke liye ek nayi sargoshi thi.

Lawn mein ladkiyon ka ek group baitha tha.

Ladki 1: "Suna hai Arjun Rathore ne Sia ke liye kuch 'unforgettable' plan kiya hai. Woh ladki hai badi lucky!"

Ladki 2: (Aankhein ghuma kar) "Lucky ya target? Jab se aayi hai, campus ka power-balance hi bigaad diya hai usne.

"Arre, Sia ko bhool ja," doosre ne jawab diya. "Asli dhamaka toh Alisha karegi. God, she's like a movie star! Jis din se aayi hai, campus ka temperature badha hua hai. Aur suna hai uska poora dhyaan sirf uss 'Silent Killer' Ravi par hai. Bada ajeeb combination hai

Doosri taraf, Riya apne doston ke saath ek alag hi aag mein jal rahi thi.

Hawa mein utsah ke saath-saath saazish ki mehak bhi ghuli hui thi.

RIYA: "Sia, Sia, Sia! Kya hai uss behenji mein? Arjun ko toh main dikhaungi ki asli 'Queen' kaun hai. Aaj raat woh itna 'embarrass' hogi ki kal se school aane se bhi daregi."

Yeh sargoshiyan sirf hawa mein nahi, logon ke dimaag mein bhi ek zeher ki tarah phail rahi thi. Aaj ki raat sirf ek party nahi, ek jung ka maidan banne wali thi, jahan har koi apna hathiyaar tez kar raha tha.


DELHI , GWALIOR & TOKYO - DOOR BAITHE KHEL KE KHILADI

DELHI - RATHORE ESTATE

Kuch mile door, Delhi ki vishal Rathore Estate ke high-tech office mein, Rajmata Kalyani Rathore baithi thi. Unki umar 40 ke aas-paas thi, par unke chehre par umar se zyada power aur control jhalakta tha. Woh ek international business deal video call par aisi berahmi se final kar rahi thi, jaise shatranj ki baazi mein dushman ke Baadshah ko maat de rahi ho.

Call khatam hote hi ek sahayak ne andar aakar jhuk kar kaha, "Madam, Delhi mein party ki taiyaariyan poori hain. Yuvraj Arjun ka poora dhyaan Sia naam ki ek ladki par hai."

Kalyani ne apni kursi ghumayi aur bahar apne vishal samrajya ko dekha.

KALYANI RATHORE: (Uski aawaz resham jaisi mulayam par usmein kaanch ki dhaar thi)

"Good. "Toh Arjun ka junoon ek ladki ke liye hadh se aage badh raha hai. Mohabbat jab junoon ban jaati hai, toh woh insaan ko ya toh aabaad karti hai... ya barbaad. Rathore khoon ko hamesha jeetne ki aadat honi chahiye, Maine Arjun ko sirf jeetna sikhaya hai. Sia uski jeet ka inaam honi chahiye. Par uss ladki par nazar rakho. Uske peeche koi hai toh nahi , unki teh tak jao. Rathore ke khel mein anjaan mohron ki jagah nahi hoti."


GWALIOR - RAJWADA HAVELI

Hazaron mile door, Gwalior ki ek vishaal shaandaar haveli ke aangan mein, Maharani Divyangana aankhon par patti bandhe teerandazi ka abhyaas kar rahi thi. Unke haath mein ek paramparik dhanush tha. Unhone saans roki, aur teer chhod diya. Teer hawa ko cheerta hua seedhe nishane par jaa laga ,Nishana ek tasveer thi, jo dhundhli thi, par usmein ek aadmi ka chehra tha.

Ek sahayak ne jhuk kar khabar di, "Maharani, Delhi mein aaj raat Freshers' Party hai. Arjun Rathor ka poora dhyaan uss ladki, Sia, par hai."

Divyangi ne chehre se patti utaari. Unki aankhon mein na khushi thi, na dukh. Sirf ek thandi, hisaab lagane wali shaanti.

MAHARANI DIVYANGANA (Bina palte, unki aawaz mein ek sadiyon purana intezaar tha):

"Mohabbat... sabse meetha zeher aur sabse tez hathiyaar. Arjun ko lagne do ki shatranj woh khel raha hai. Mohre jab tak khud ko khiladi samajhte hain, tab tak hi baazi jeetne ka maza aata hai. Uss ladki par nazar rakho. Woh humare ateet aur bhavishya, dono ki kadi ho sakti hai."

"Waqt aa gaya hai. Kismat ne apni chaal chal di hai. Bas dekhte jao, is baar shikaar kaun karta hai, aur shikaari kaun banta hai."


TOKYO - PENTHOUSE

Tokyo ke shahar mein, ek skyscraper ke sabse upari manzil par, 15 saal ka YuKi, ek katana (samurai talwar) ke saath abhyaas kar raha tha. Uski har movement mein ek kaatilana furti aur sadiyon purana anushasan tha. Kamra kaat-kaat ki awaazon se goonj raha tha.

Uske sevak ne jhuk kar Japanese mein soochit kiya, "YuKi-sama, Delhi mein aaj woh anushthan hai."

YuKi ruka. Usne talwar ko uski mayan mein rakha aur apni desk ki taraf badha. Wahan ek frame mein wahi black-and-white tasveer rakhi thi jo Ravi ke paas thi. Ek chota ladka... aur ek choti ladki. YuKi ne tasveer par apni ungli pheri.

YUKI: (Japanese mein, uski awaaz barf jaisi thandi thi)

「運命の夜... 駒が動き出す。」 (Unmei no yoru... koma ga ugokidasu.)
"Kismat ki raat... mohre apni chaal chalne lage hain."

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KASHMIR - EK BHULI HUI YAAD

INT. SHAHEED BHAGAT SINGH BOYS HOSTEL - ROOM 214 - RAVI

Ravi aaine ke saamne khada apni black shirt ke button band kar raha tha, tabhi uski aankhon ke saamne ek dhundhla sa manzar chaa gaya...

(Flashback - Baramulla, Kashmir - 10 Saal Pehle)

10 saal ka Ravi Jhelum nadi ke kinare apne pita, Vashudev Mishra, ke saath baitha tha. Shaam ho rahi thi aur pahadon ke peeche suraj doob raha tha.

VASHUDEV MISHRA: (Nadi ke shaant paani ko dekhte hue) "Beta, yeh pahad dekhe hain? Bahar se kitne shaant, sthir aur chup rehte hain. Par inhi ke seene mein itni aag dabi hai ki jab phat-te hain toh poori duniya ko hila dete hain. Insaan ko bhi aisa hi hona chahiye. Apni taqat, apna gussa, apne jazbaat... sabko apne andar samundar ki tarah shaant rakho. Aur jab zaroorat pade... toh aisi tabaahi machao ki dushman ki rooh bhi kaanp jaaye."

(Flashback Ends)

Ravi ne jhatke se apni aankhein kholi. Baba ki awaaz aaj bhi uske kaano mein goonj rahi thi. Usne apni muthiyan bheench li. Aaj raat, use apne andar ke uss toofan ko shaant rakhna tha.


GUPTA CYBER CAFÉ - ZIMMEDARI KI PEHCHAN

Shaam ke 6. Gupta Cyber Café mein bheed tha. Ravi ek machine ki tarah kaam kar raha tha—ek taraf printout nikaal raha tha, doosri taraf ek customer ka form bharne mein madad kar raha tha. Uske chehre par na thakan tha, na party ka utsah.

Usne ghadi dekha. Woh Mr. Gupta ke paas gaya.

RAVI: "Gupta ji, aaj school mein ek zaroori function hai. Kya main 30 minute pehle, 6:30 baje nikal sakta hoon?"

Mr. Gupta ne apne chashme ke upar se use dekha. Woh Ravi ki mehnat aur imaandari se prabhavit the.

MR. GUPTA: (Muskurate hue) "Arre, Freshers' party hai na? Maine poster dekha tha. Jaa beta, jaa. Yeh umar mauj-masti ki hi hoti hai. Par dekh kar achha laga ki tum mauj-masti ke liye apni zimmedari nahi bhoolte. Jaa, aish kar."

Ravi ke chehre par ek halki si muskaan aayi. "Shukriya, Gupta ji." Woh keh kar bahar nikal gaya. Is chamak-damak ki duniya mein, yeh chhoti-chhoti imaandari ki khushiyan hi uske liye sab kuch thi.


Part 2: Toofan Se Pehle Ki Khamoshi

Raat ne Dilli ke aasmaan par apni siyahi chaadar phaila di thi, par aaj Delhi Higher Secondary School ka campus uss chaadar mein chamakte sitaaron ki tarah jagmaga raha tha. Auditorium ka mahaul kisi high-voltage concert se kam nahi tha, Auditorium se aati bass ki dhmak aur laser lights ki rangeen kirnein, hostel ki khidkiyon se takra kar ek ajeeb sa, bechain karne wala samaa bandh rahi thi. Yeh Freshers' Night thi—ek aisi raat jahan naye chehre purani kahaniyon ka hissa banne wale the, jahan naqaab pehne jaate the aur utaare bhi.


INT. SHAHEED BHAGAT SINGH BOYS HOSTEL - ROOM 214 - NIGHT

Room No. 214 mein aaino ke saamne teen alag-alag duniyaayein taiyaar ho rahi thi.

Kabir, high-volume music par naach raha tha aur har do minute mein shirt badal raha tha. Fir ek chamakdar neeli shirt pehne, apne baalon par teesri baar gel laga raha tha. Uske chehre par aisi excitement thi jaise aaj hi uski shaadi ho.

KABIR: (Aaine mein khud ko aankh maarte hue)

"Bhai, yeh 'killer look' hai ya 'super killer look'? Aaj dance floor ka Badshah main hi banunga!"


"Room 214 ka star aaj dance floor par aag laga dega! Amit, tu bas dekhta ja, aaj saari freshers mujhse hi 'impress' hongi. Waise Ravi… tu kya soch raha hai? Party mein ja raha hai ya 'World War 3' ki planning kar raha hai? Itna serious toh hamare principal bhi nahi rehte."

Amit, jise zabardasti ek theek-thaak shirt pehnayi gayi thi, apni physics ki kitaab ko aise dekh raha tha jaise usse vida le raha ho.

AMIT:
"Iss shor mein toh Einstein bhi fail ho jaata. "Mera bas chale toh main 'Theory of Relativity' ke saath apni raat guzaar loon. Kam se kam woh dhokha toh nahi deti. Party mein bas shor aur jhooti muskaanen hongi. It's illogical."

Ravi, teeno mein sabse shaant, ek simple si black shirt aur blue jeans mein khada tha. Woh taiyaar toh ho chuka tha, par uski aankhein kahin aur thi. Uske haath mein woh purani black-and-white tasveer thi, jise woh baar-baar dekh raha tha. Us choti si ladki ka chehra uske dimaag mein ek paheli ki tarah ghoom raha tha.


KABIR: (Ravi ke kandhe par haath rakhkar)
"Oye hero! Kahan kho gaya? Sia Sharma ka khayal hai ya uss nayi 'Atom Bomb' Alisha ka? Suna hai dono ki nazrein tujh par hi hain. Ek Juliet (Sia) ke liye aashiq bana, ab doosri (Alisha) aake Devdas bana degi. Hans le thoda, party hai, funeral nahi."

Bada lucky hai tu, bhai. Ek taraf saadgi ki moorat, doosri taraf qayamat ka trailer."

Ravi ne tasveer ko apni jeb mein rakha. Uske chehre par ek halki, udas muskaan thi.

RAVI:
"Kabhi kabhi jo dikhta hai, woh hota nahi, Kabir. Aur jo hota hai, woh kabhi dikhta nahi. Yeh party sirf ek party nahi, ek shatranj ki bisaat hai. Bas dekhna yeh hai ki kaun mohra hai, aur kaun khiladi."

Uski awaaz mein ek aisi gehraayi thi ki Kabir ka mazaakiya chehra bhi ek pal ke liye ajeeb ho gaya.

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INT. GIRLS' HOSTEL - SIA'S ROOM - NIGHT

Sia aaine ke saamne khadi thi. Usne ek halki Gulaabi rang ki, simple si kurti pehni thi, jiske saath usne silver jhumke daale the. Woh khoobsurat lag rahi thi, par uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si kashmakash saaf jhalak rahi thi. Uska phone vibrate hua. Screen par "Dada Sahab" ka naam chamka.

SIA:
(Dheemi aawaz mein) "Pranaam, Dada Sahab.



DADA SAHAB:
(Phone ke doosri taraf se ek bhaari, damdaar aawaz) "Vijayi Bhava, beti. Yaad hai na, aaj ki raat ka maqsad? Humare paas zyada waqt nahi hai. Arjun Rathore ke vishwas ki chabi aaj tumhare haath mein hai. Woh mohra humari jung ke liye bahut zaroori hai. Apne dil ki nahi, dimaag ki sunna."

SIA: (Aankhein band karke)
"Ji, Dada Sahab. Mujhe mera maqsad yaad hai.

Phone cut gaya. Sia ne apni aankhein kholi. Aaine mein use apna chehra nahi, ek sipahi ka aks dikha, jo ek anjaani jung ladne jaa rahi thi. "Tum ek sipahi ho, Sia. Jazbaaton mein behna mat," usne khud se kaha.

Uske dil ke ek kone mein Ravi ka shaant chehra tha, aur doosre kone mein Dada Sahab ka hukm. Aaj use in dono mein se ek ko chunna tha.

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EXT. SCHOOL CAMPUS - ARJUN'S CAR - NIGHT

Ek chamakti hui Mercedes campus ke V.I.P. parking mein aakar ruki. Arjun Rathore ek designer black suit mein bahar nikla. Uske saath uske dost aur Riya the.

RIYA: (Arjun ke suit ko theek karte hue, flirting tone mein)
"Wow, Arjun! Aaj toh tum bilkul kisi prince ki tarah lag rahe ho. I'm sure, aaj party ki queen toh main hi banungi, right?"

Arjun ne uski taraf dekha, par uski aankhon mein Riya ke liye koi jagah nahi thi. Uski nazrein auditorium ke entrance ko talaash rahi thi.

ARJUN: (Apne doston se)
"Sab kuch taiyaar hai na? Performance mein koi gadbad nahi honi chahiye. Aaj ki raat Sia ki yaadon mein hamesha ke liye kaid ho jaani chahiye."


ARJUN (Inner Monologue)
"Aaj shatranj ki woh chaal chalunga... jiske baad Rani khud chalkar Baadshah ke paas aa jayegi. Pyaar aur jung mein sab jaayaz hai... aur mere liye, Sia, tum mera pyaar bhi ho aur meri jung bhi."

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INT. ALISHA'S ROOM - NIGHT

Sia ke theek bagal wale kamre mein ,Alisha ek alag hi khel ki taiyaari mein thi. Usne ek bold red dress chuni thi, jo uske confident nature ko poori tarah se suit kar rahi thi. Usne apne phone se ek number dial kiya.

ALISHA:
"Haan, sab plan ke mutabik hai. Main taiyaar hoon.

UNKNOWN VOICE:
(Ek pathar jaisi thandi aawaz, jise sunkar lage ki insaan nahi, koi machine bol rahi ho - "Yaad rakhna, Alisha. Hamein Ravi ka sach nahi, uski kamzori jaanni hai. Usse provoke karo. Uski dhaal Sia hai, ussi dhaal par vaar karna hai. Woh tootna chahiye.

ALISHA: (Ek khatarnak muskaan ke saath)
"Don't worry, Sir. Aaj ki raat, Ravi Mishra ko uske ateet ka aaina main dikhaungi."

"Aaj shikaar khud shikaari ke jaal mein aayega."

Phone cut gaya. Alisha ne aakhri baar aaine mein khud ko dekha. Woh ek shikaari thi, jo apne shikaar ke liye jaal bichhane jaa rahi thi.



Part 3: Party Shuru - Nazron Ka Khel

INT. SCHOOL AUDITORIUM - NIGHT

Auditorium ek alag hi duniya ban chuka tha Auditorium aaj ek naye rang mein saji hui thi. Chandeliers ki roshni seedhi un jawaan chehron par gir rahi thi jo naye sapno ke saath college mein aaye the. Stage ke piche purple aur silver curtains halki hawa se hil rahe the, jaise khud bhi is raat ka hissa ban gaye ho. Music system test ho raha tha, mic se kabhi-kabhi “check, check” ki awaaz auditorium mein goonj jaati.

Front row mein college ke teachers baithe the.

• Principal Mr. Verma apne safed kurte aur navy blue blazer mein ghadi dekhte hue sab kuch discipline ke nazariye se observe kar rahe the.
• Ms. Meera, Math teacher, turquoise silk ki sari mein khadi hui lag rahi thi—har student par ek meethi si smile, par aankhon mein kuch aur… jaise unhe andaza ho ki yeh sirf ek party nahi, kuch zyada bhi hone wala hai.
• Professor Tripathi, Science ke senior-most teacher, ek taraf files lapet kar rakhe the. Woh apni thick specs se crowd scan karte hue bas itna hi bolte: “Order maintain rehna chahiye.”

Sabhi kirdaaron ne is mehfil mein apne-apne andaaz mein pravesh kiya. Sia jab andar aayi, toh uski saadgi ne kayi logon ka dhyaan kheencha.

Aur jab Alisha ne entry li, toh ek pal ke liye music bhi dheema pad gaya. Uski red dress aur confident chaal ne sabki nazrein apni taraf mod li. Woh ek aag ke shole ki tarah thi.

Ravi, Amit aur Kabir ke saath, ek andhere kone mein khada tha, jaise woh is chamak-damak wali duniya ka hissa hokar bhi na ho.

Arjun ki entry hui toh auditorium mein ek ajeeb sa pressure chha gaya. Arjun, ek raja ki tarah, apne doston ki fauj ke saath.Designer suits, sporty watches aur unki body language hi keh rahi thi ki poore campus ka control unke paas hai.

Back row mein asli show shuru ho raha tha—seniors apni hi ada mein baith gaye the. Jab koi junior stage par aata, woh ya toh sarcastic clap karte, ya phir ek dusre ko dekh kar muskurate.

Party formally start hui. Pehli performance—ek group dance juniors ka—“Kala Chashma” par. Crowd cheer karta raha, par Aryan ki halki si smirk aur teachers ki polite taali ke beech juniors ki nervous energy clear thi. Fir ek ladki ne “O Re Piya” gaaya—awaz madhur thi, aur Ms. Meera ki aankhon mein ek garv chamak uthi.


Issi bich Alisha ki nazrein bheed mein sirf Ravi ko dhoondh rahi thi. Jaise hi usne use dekha, woh seedhe uske paas chali gayi. Sia kuch doori par khadi yeh sab dekh rahi thi.

ALISHA: (Ravi ke bilkul paas aakar, apni aawaz ko dheema karke)
"Black shirt... hamesha ki tarah, andhere mein hi rehte ho, Ravi. "Waise, Ravi... yeh party ka shor, yeh jhooti muskaanen... yeh sab tumhari duniya nahi hai, hai na? Tumhari duniya toh Baramulla ki uss veerane haveli jaisi hai... khamosh, gehri aur raazon se bhari. Suna hai wahan aaj bhi ek masoom ladki ki aatma bhatakti hai. Koi raaz hai kya uss haveli ka? …"Kahin woh raaz tum toh nahi?"


Ravi ki aankhein ek pal ke liye thandi pad gayi. Is ladki ko itna sab kuch kaise pata tha?

Alisha ki aankhon mein ek aisi chamak thi jaise woh sab jaanti ho. Ravi ne kuch nahi kaha, par uski muthiyan bheench gayi. Sia ne unhein itni kareebi se baat karte dekha, aur uska dil doobne laga. Use laga jaise Ravi aur Alisha ke beech kuch aisa hai jisse woh anjaan hai.


Tabhi Arjun, ek hero ki tarah, Sia ke paas aaya.

ARJUN:
"Akele kyun khadi ho, Sia? Yeh shor shayad tumhe pasand nahi. Chalo, main tumhe is bheed se kahin door le chalta hoon.

Arjun use ek quieter section ki taraf le gaya, jahan kam log the. Woh uske liye drink laya, uski har chhoti-badi zaroorat ka khayal rakh raha tha. Riya door se yeh sab dekhkar jal-bhun rahi thi.


Ravi ki nazrein Sia par tiki thi. Use Arjun ke saath dekhkar uske andar ek ajeeb si bechaini ho rahi thi. Woh jaanta tha ki Arjun ek khiladi hai, par woh Sia ko samjha nahi sakta tha.

AMIT:
"Agar itni hi chinta hai toh jaakar baat kar. Aise door se dekhne se kuch nahi hoga. Physics ka niyam hai, 'Force must be applied for an object to change its state'."

RAVI:
"Kuch cheezon par force nahi, waqt lagana padta hai, Amit. Aur abhi waqt mera nahi hai."

Ravi ki aankhon mein ek aisi laachari thi jo uske doston ne pehle kabhi nahi dekhi thi.



Part 4: Center Stage - Dil, Dhokha Aur Dhamaka

Achanak auditorium ki saari lights band ho gayi. Ek single spotlight stage par padi. Music band ho chuka tha.

Isi dauran, Ravi auditorium ke corner se sab observe kar raha tha. Uske chehre par ek calm mask tha, par andar kuch aur. Usne dekha kaise Ferrari Brothers apne juniors ko signals de rahe the—jaise kuch plan chal raha ho. Ravi ki aankhen thodi der ke liye stage par gayi… aur wahaan …..

Host announce karta hai:
“Ladies and gentlemen… please welcome hamare apne star, Arjun Rathore!”

Spotlight seedha Arjun par giri.Wo ek guitar haat mein pakad ke stage par aaya. Uska confident walk, dazzling smile aur apni jagah banane ka andaz juniors ko attract karta tha. Teachers taali bajate hain, seniors apas mein fuse mein:
“Dekho hero banne aaya hai…”

Sia peechhe se sab dekh rahi thi. Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha—Arjun ki presence se khud ko alag karna mushkil tha, par uski aankhon ke kone Ravi ko bhi dhoondh rahe the. Uske beech ek khamosh tanav tha jo sirf dono samajh rahe the.


ARJUN: (Mic mein, uski aawaz poore hall mein goonji)

"Aksar kaha jaata hai ki khamoshi mein sabse zyada shor hota hai. Par kuch khamoshiyan aisi hoti hain, jinhein samajhne ke liye lafzon ki nahi, ek dhun ki zaroorat padti hai. Yeh performance, campus ke uss naye, sabse khoobsurat chehre ke liye hai, jiski ek muskaan ne meri duniya badal di. Sia… this is for you."


Arjun ne guitar par ek khoobsurat dhun chhedi. Usne ek romantic geet gaana shuru kiya. Uski aawaz mein ek aisa jaadu tha ki poora auditorium mantramugdh ho gaya. Sabki nazrein Sia par thi. Woh sharm se laal ho chuki thi, par use yeh sab kahin na kahin achha bhi lag raha tha. Ravi ke dil mein jaise kisi ne khanjar utaar diya ho.

Jaise hi gaana khatam hua, poora hall taaliyon se goonj utha. "Arjun! Arjun!" ke naare lagne lage.

Ferrari Brothers ek dusre ki taraf dekh kar muskuraye—“Perfect , hero.”


Usi pal, Riya, jiska chehra gusse aur jalan se tamtama raha tha, Sia ke paas se guzri aur "galti se" uske haath se cold drink ka glass Sia ki Gulaabi kurti par gira diya.

RIYA: (Jhooti maafi maangte hue)

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry, Sia. Galti se ho gaya. Mera pair phisal gaya."


Sia ki khoobsurat dress par gehre rang ka daag lag chuka tha. Arjun gusse mein Riya par chillaya.

ARJUN:
"Are you blind, Riya?! Dekh kar nahi chal sakti?"



Isse pehle ki maamla aur badhta, DJ ne ek couple dance ka announcement kar diya. Arjun ne foran Sia ka haath pakda.

ARJUN:
"Chhodo isse, Sia. Let's dance."Arjun: "Chhodo isse, Sia. Let's dance."
(maan mein : usse toh mein dekh lunga mere cheez pe daag lagai hai)


Sia na nahi keh paayi. Woh Arjun ke saath dance floor par chali gayi. Doosri taraf, Alisha ne is mauke ka fayda uthaya aur Ravi ko kheench kar dance floor par le aayi.

Ab manzar ajeeb tha. Dance floor ke beech mein, Arjun aur Sia naach rahe the, par Sia ki bechain nazrein bheed mein Ravi ko dhoondh rahi thi. Aur unse thodi doori par, Ravi aur Alisha naach rahe the, par Ravi ki pathar jaisi nigahein sirf Sia par tiki thi.

ALISHA: (Ravi ke kaan mein, dheere se)
"Kyun takleef de rahe ho khud ko? Woh uss chamakti duniya ke liye bani hai, Arjun Rathore jaise prince ke liye. Tumhari duniya alag hai, Ravi. Ek aisi duniya jahan har mod par maut intezaar karti hai. Main jaanti hoon... kyunki meri duniya bhi kuch aisi hi hai."

Ravi chaunk gaya. Alisha kya jaanti thi? Woh kaun thi?

Dance partners switch karne ka announcement hua. Ek pal ke liye kismat ne apna khel khela. Ravi ghoom kar Sia ke saamne aa gaya. Aur Sia, Arjun ko chhod kar Ravi ke paas.

Music slow ho chuka tha. Ravi ne Sia ki kamar par haath rakha, aur Sia ne uske kandhe par. Dono ek doosre ke itne kareeb the ki woh ek doosre ki dhadkanein sun sakte the. Koi lafz nahi tha, sirf saansein aur dhadkanein thi.
Sia ki aankhon mein hazaaron shikaayatein thi, "Kyun Ravi? Kyun itne door ho?" Ravi ki aankhon mein ek hi jawaab tha, "Kyunki main tumhari tabahi nahi, tumhara pehredaar banna chahta hoon."

Ek lafz bhi nahi kaha gaya. Par unki aankhein hazaaron baatein kar rahi thi. Sia ki aankhon mein sawaal the, shikaayatein thi. Ravi ki aankhon mein dard tha, ek ankahee maafi thi, aur bepanah pyaar tha.

RAVI (Inner Monologue):
"Kaise bataun tumhein... ki tumse door rehna hi tumhein mehfooz rakhne ka tareeka hai. Har saans mein tera naam hai, har dhadkan mein tera ehsaas... Par mere raaste kaanton se bhare hain. Main tumhe uss andhere mein kaise le aaun?"

SIA (Inner Monologue):
"Kyun itne raaz hain tumhari aankhon mein, Ravi? Kyun tum mujhe paas aane nahi dete? Ek taraf mera farz hai, aur doosri taraf yeh dil... jo sirf tumhara naam leta hai."


Yeh pal jaise hamesha ke liye theher gaya.Yeh khamosh guftagu zyada der na chali.

Tabhi ek sakht haath toofan ke tararah aaya aur Ravi ko sia se alag kar diya. Who Aryan Rathore tha.

ARYAN: (Gusse mein) "Party khatam ho gayi tere liye.

Aryan, Ravi ko kheench kar auditorium ke ek andhere corridor mein le gaya. Usne Ravi ko deewar se sataya aur uska collar pakad liya.

ARYAN: (Dheemi par zehreelee aawaz mein) "Maine kaha tha door reh. Yeh aakhri baar samjha raha hoon. Agar ab tu Sia ke 10 feet ke daayre mein bhi dikha, toh Kashmir wapas jaane ke liye tere jism ke tukde jodne padenge."

"Teri kismat achhi hai ki yeh school hai. Bahar milta toh teri saansein bhi kiraye par chal rahi hoti. Aakhri warning hai, 'pahadi'... uss ladki se door rehna."


Ravi ne shaanti se uski aankhon mein dekha. Uske chehre par darr ka nishaan tak nahi tha. Yeh shaanti Aryan ke gusse ko aur bhadka rahi thi. Par Ravi ne kuch nahi kaha. Woh chup-chaap wahan se chala gaya.

Wahin auditorium ke upar se Arjun stage ki taraf jaa raha tha, par uske haathon mein ek folded paper tha — Sameer se aayi hui kuch lines: “Plan executed. Agar koi interfere kare — handle quietly.” Arjun ke chehre par ek muskaan thi jo hero ki nahi, bahut thandi kisi strategist ki thi. Uska jalva wahi, uski chaal wahi — lekin ab woh kuch alag bhi tha: uski aankhon mein ek manat thi jo kisi shatranj ke master ki hoti hai.


Part 4: Asli Khel - Maut Aur Mohra - BRUTAL FIGHT

Party lagbhag khatam ho chuki thi. Riya, Arjun se beizzati hokar, rote hue parking lot ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Woh akele thi. Achanak, andhere se paanch-chhe saaye nikle aur use gher liya. Woh Kallu aur uski gang thi. , aur is baar unke haath mein sharab ki bottlein aur ek ke haath mein chamakta hua chaku tha.

KALLU: (Gandi hansi ke saath) "Badi 'queen' ban rahi thi na party mein? Chal ab humein dikha apna attitude

Kallu ke aadmi uski taraf badhne lage. Riya darr ke maare cheekhne lagi. Unka iraada sirf darane ka tha, jo unhein Arjun ne kaha tha, par sharaab ke nashe mein unki himmat badh chuki thi.

Ravi, party se nikal kar hostel jaa raha tha. Usne Riya ki cheekh suni. Ek pal ke liye woh ruka. Uska is maamle se koi lena-dena nahi tha. Par phir uski maa ki baat uske kaano mein goonji: "Insaan banna mushkil hai, beta."

Uske kadam apne aap parking lot ki taraf mud gaye.

Wahan ka manzar dekhkar uske khoon mein ubaal aa gaya.

RAVI: (Ek aisi aawaz jo usne aaj tak istemaal nahi ki thi—thandi, pathar jaisi aur maut ki tarah shaant) "Chhod do usse."


Kallu aur uske aadmi palte. Ek aam se ladke ko dekhkar woh hans pade.

KALLU: "Ek aur hero aa gaya! Aaj toh hero-giri ka mela laga hai. Ja beta, doodh pee ke so ja.

Ek gunde ne bottle tod Ravi ki taraf lapka. Agle hi pal jo hua, woh kisi ne socha bhi nahi tha.

Ravi ne bottle wale haath ko Wing Chun ke Pak Sau (slapping hand) se deflect kiya aur usi pal doosre haath ki ungliyon se Bil Jee (thrusting fingers) style mein uske gale par vaar kiya. Gunda bina aawaz ke zameen par gir gaya, saans ke liye tadapne laga.

Gunda 2 (chaku wala) ne pet mein chaku maarne ki koshish ki. Ravi Krav Maga ke 360 Defense se chaku wale haath ko side karte hue ek kadam andar aaya aur apne ghutne se uske groin par poori taqat se prahaar kiya. Gunda cheekhta hua neeche jhuka. Ravi ne uske baal pakde aur uska sir saamne khadi car ke bonnet par de maara. DHADAAM! Metal aur haddi ke takrane ki ek bhayanak aawaz aayi.

Gunda 3 aur 4 ek saath daude.Ravi ne Aikido ki furti se Gunda 3 ki kalai pakad kar Kotegaeshi (wrist turn throw) lock lagaya aur use Gunda 4 ke saamne ek dhaal ki tarah istemaal kiya. Phir zameen par ek spinning leg sweep se Gunda 4 ko giraya aur uske takhne par is tarah pair maara ki 'KADAK' karke haddi tootne ki saaf aawaz aayi. Gunda dard se zameen par gir kar tadapne laga.

Sab chaunk gaye. Yeh koi school ka ladka nahi tha. Uski har movement ek trained fighter ki thi.Ravi ladh nahi raha tha, woh shikaar kar raha tha. Uski fighting style brutal, efficient aur deadly thi. Uske haath aur pair itni raftaar se chal rahe the jaise kisi ne hawa ko shape de diya ho. Kallu Gang ke 6 gunde uske aas-paas ghire hue the—lathi, chain aur ek ke haath mein bottle.

Ravi ek insaan nahi lag raha tha… ek shadow tha.

Sia, jo Ravi ke peeche-peeche chinta mein aayi thi, ek car ke peeche chhip kar yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Uski aankhein darr se phail gayi thi. Yeh Ravi ka woh roop tha jiski usne kalpana bhi nahi ki thi. Yeh hero nahi, ek tabaahi ka manzar tha. Woh kaanp rahi thi, darr se zyada hairat se.

Kallu ab darr se kaanp raha tha. Ravi uski taraf dheere-dheere badha. Uska chehra ekdum shaant tha. Yahi shaanti sabse zyada darawni thi. Usne Kallu ko collar se uthaya.

RAVI: "Kisne bheja hai?"

Kallu ke muh se lafz nahi nikle. Ravi ne uske chehre par ek Systema-style palm strike maara. Yeh punch dikhne mein halka tha, par isne Kallu ke jism ke andar ek shockwave bhej di. Uske muh aur naak se khoon behne laga. Dard se karahte hue, galti se uski jeb se ek wallet gir jaata hai.

Ravi ko ehsaas hua ki koi use dekh raha hai. Usne foran Kallu ko chhoda aur andhere mein gayab ho gaya, par jaane se pehle usne woh wallet utha liya tha.

Sia wahin khadi kaanp rahi thi. Ravi jaa chuka tha. Kallu aur uske aadmi zameen par tadap rahe the.

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INT. RAVI'S ROOM - LATER

Ravi apne kamre mein aakar darwaza band karta hai. Uski saansein tez thi, adrenaline abhi bhi uske khoon mein daud raha tha. Usne Kallu ka wallet khola. Andar aakhon ko hairan kar dene wali cash thi... aur ek choti si parchhi.

Parchhi par ek naam aur number likha tha - "Sameer - 98****"**.

Sameer... Arjun Rathore ka sabse khaas dost.Sameer... Arjun Rathore's best friend.

Ravi ki aankhon ke saamne sab kuch saaf ho gaya. Campus mein Sia ko bachane wala 'attack'... Riya ko 'saza' dene wala yeh attack... sab kuch ek hi shatranj ke khiladi ki chaalein thi. Arjun Rathore. Woh hero nahi, is kahani ka sabse bada villain tha.

RAVI: (Dheemi, khatarnak aawaz mein khud se)

"Khel shatranj ka hai... aur Baadshah ne apni pehli chaal chal di hai. Par woh bhool gaya... is khel mein sirf mohre aur Baadshah nahi hote. Kabhi kabhi, andhere mein chhipa ek Pehredaar... poori baazi palat deta hai."

Ravi ki aankhon mein ab laachari nahi, ek aag thi. Ek aisi aag jo Rathore samrajya ko jala kar raakh kar sakti thi. Khel ab shuru ho chuka tha. Asli khel.


Part 5: Jungle Ka Kanoon - Ek Naya Shikaari

Hazaron mile door, Madhya Pradesh ke ghane, andhere jungle mein... Chandni raat mein, ek aadmi, jiska jism pahad jaisa mazboot aur purane zakhmon se bhara tha, ek vishaal Bengal Tiger se ladh raha tha. Sher ki ek aankh se khoon beh raha tha, par uski dahad jungle ko dehalane ke liye kaafi tha.

Sher ne uss aadmi par aakhri hamla kiya. Par woh aadmi dara nahi. Usne dahadte hue sher ko apni baahon mein jakad liya. Yeh insaan aur jaanwar ki nahi, do toofano ki takkar tha. Aadmi ke muscles tan gaye, nasen phool gayi, aur usne ek aisi dahad maara jo sher se bhi zyada bhayanak tha. Usne poori taqat se sher ko uthaya aur ek bade se ped par de maara. Sher dard se karahta hua zameen par dher ho gaya.

Woh aadmi apne ghutnon par baith gaya, uska saansein tez chal rahi tha. Usne aasman mein chamakte chand ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein nafrat ka aag tha.

US AADMI KI DAHAD: (Uska aawaz jungle ke har kone mein goonji , jaise baadal garaj rahe hon)

"TAYYARI KARO! US JUNG KI... JISKI AAHAT SE YEH KAYNAAT BHI KAANPEGI! YEH SIRF SHURUAT NAHI... YEH PRALAY KA AAGHAZ HAI! JAB HUM LAUTENGE... TOH ITIHAAS RAKHT SE LIKHA JAYEGA... AUR US RAKHT KA PEHLA KATRA GIREGA... USS PARIVAAR KA!"

Jungle mein ek bhayanak khamoshi chha gayi. Yeh kaun tha? Aur kis parivaar se uska kya dushmani tha?

Khel ab school ke campus se nikal kar itihaas ke un panno tak pahunch chuka tha,jinpar shayad khoon se nayi kahaniyan likhi jaani baaki thi. Aur is khel ka har khiladi, anjaane mein, ek aisi qayamat ki taraf badh raha tha jiska anjaam sirf tabaahi tha.

“Kya yeh sirf ek school life hai, ya ek aisi kahani jismein pyaar, dosti aur dhokhe ke saath ek gehra raaz chhupa hai? Pata chalega… sirf aage.”

 

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UPDATE 7 drop ho gaya hai doston… ab aap ke bas do kaam—masti mein padhe aur dil se like thoke, warna seniors attendance mein minus kar denge!”