IN MORNINGThe sun rises gently, casting a warm glow into the cozy bedroom. Sukoon wakes up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. Birds are chirping outside the window, adding to the tranquil ambiance. Sukoon decides to get freshened up, quietly tiptoeing out of bed so as not to disturb anyone.CUT TO:IN BATHROOM Sukoon stands in front of the bathroom mirror, splashes some water on their face, and looks up at their reflection with a peaceful smile. Feeling renewed, they brush their teeth, and the sounds of brushing echo in the background, creating a peaceful rhythm.CUT TO:IN BEDROOM As Sukoon exits the bathroom, they glance toward the bed and find Vihaan, their partner, lying there sound asleep. Vihaan's face is relaxed, and a soft contented sigh escapes his lips as he dreams blissfully.Sukoon walks over to the bedside and quietly observes Vihaan, admiring the calmness that surrounds him. A sense of deep love and affection fills Sukoon's heart as she watches her partner sleeping p
The dining room is filled with warm morning light as Vihaan sits at the table with his family. Sukoon looks a bit distant and upset, though she tries to hide it with a faint smile. Kinza sits beside her. The aroma of freshly prepared breakfast fills the air.The sound of cutlery against plates and soft chatter fills the room as they all enjoy their breakfast.VIHAAN(passing a plate of fruits)Sukoon, have some fruits. They're good for you.SUKOON(nods)No, thank you. I'm not that hungry.Kinza looks at Sukoon with concern, noticing her lack of appetite.KINZASukoon, dear, is everything alright?ARMAAN(supportive)Yes, Sukoon. You seem a bit off today.Sukoon tries to put on a brave face but eventually gives in.SUKOON(softly)Actually before sukoon complete the sentences VIHAAN(putting a hand on Sukoon)You know, Sukoon, you can always talk to me about anything that's bothering you.Kinza smiles warmly, appreciating her son's understanding and support for his wife.KINZAAnd yo
At night Vihaan stumbled through the front door of his home, his footsteps heavy and unsteady. The scent of alcohol lingered around him, and his eyes were glazed with the effects of his drinking. Sukoon was sitting on the couch, waiting anxiously for his return. When she saw him in such a state, concern and worry filled her eyes."Sukoon," Vihaan slurred, trying to focus his gaze on her. "I love you, you know? I love you so much." His words were slurred, but the sincerity in his voice was evident.Sukoon was taken aback by his sudden confession. Vihaan had been distant and emotionally withdrawn for some time now, and the mention of divorce had been looming over them. She wasn't sure how to respond to his drunken proclamation."Vihaan, you're drunk," she said gently, trying to keep her composure despite her surprise. "Let's talk about this when you're sober."But before she could say anything else, Vihaan leaned in and kissed her passionately. The intensity of the kiss took her by surp
IN VIHAAN'S OFFICE - NIGHTThe office is dimly lit, with the city lights twinkling through the windows. Vihaan sits at his desk, focused and determined to finish his work. The clock on the wall shows it's well past midnight. He's surrounded by stacks of papers and files, engrossed in the task at hand.The door creaks open, and ANITA, his secretary, enters the room. She's dressed provocatively, trying to captivate his attention. She approaches Vihaan, swaying her hips subtly, and leans against the edge of his desk.ANITA(seductively)Vihaan sir , you've been working so hard. Why don't you take a break? I can help you relax.Vihaan glances up, momentarily taken aback by Anita's bold approach. However, he quickly composes himself, maintaining his professionalism.VIHAAN(firmly)Anita, this is not appropriate. I need to focus on my work right now. Please, leave the office.Anita doesn't seem deterred, and she moves closer, attempting to touch his arm seductively.ANITA(whispers)Come o
While talking Kinza nervously approached Vihaan and asked, "Vihaan, why did you ask for a divorce with Sukoon?" As the question hung in the air, Vihaan raised an intrigued eyebrow and replied, "Wait, she told you all about it?"Vihaan stood before his family, his voice trembling with emotion as he revealed, "I never wanted a divorce from Sukoon. I just needed her to understand the importance of communication and trust in our relationship. I wanted to teach her a lesson so that she never leaves the house without informing me."As Vihaan's words sank in, Kinza, his mother, gasped in shock, her eyes widening with surprise and concern for her son and daughter-in-law. The room fell silent as the weight of Vihaan's confession hung in the air.In the midst of an intense confrontation, Kinza looked sternly at her son, Vihaan, and exclaimed, "You have lost your mind, Vihaan! Sukoon didn't inform you that she's going to her parents' house, and now you think about taking revenge on her?" VIHAAN
Day pass normally at night when vihaan came back to his house after dinner sukoon told him that's she wants to talk to him in which vihaan nobbled his head Sukoon musters the courage to finally speak her mind to Vihaan. As they sit across from each other, she takes a deep breath and says, "Vihaan, I've thought long and hard about this, and I'm ready to give you the divorce you've been seeking."Upon hearing her words, Vihaan's face registers shock and surprise. He never expected this outcome, as he had hoped that his plan to ask for a divorce would somehow make Sukoon reconsider their situation. His heart races as he struggles to find the right words to respond to her unexpected decision before vihaan could say anything. Sukoon gets up from the couch and leaves the room leaving vihaan in shock.IN ARMAAN KINZA BEDROOMSukoon, emotionally charged from her conversation with Vihaan, wipes away her tears and gathers the strength to talk to her mother-in-law, Kinza. She stands outside the
Sukoon enters the room, feeling emotionally drained and conflicted after the heartfelt conversation with her in-laws . She finds vihaan sitting on the bed, waiting for her, his eyes filled with hope and anxiety.VIHAAN(softly)Sukoon, I've been thinking... Maybe we can try to work on our marriage. I don't want to give up on us.Sukoon looks at him, her heart torn between her love for Vihaan and the pain she has endured.SUKOON(trying to find the right words)Vihaan, I... I appreciate that you want to try, but things have been so difficult between us. It's not just about trying; we need to face the root of our problems.VIHAAN(nods)You're right. We need to address our issues honestly and openly.Sukoon takes a deep breath, gathering her courage to express her feelings.SUKOON(tearfully)Vihaan, I love you, but our relationship has been suffering for a while now. I can't keep living like this, feeling neglected and hurt.VIHAAN(looking remorseful)I know I've hurt you, Sukoon, an
IN VIHAAN'S STUDY Vihaan enters the study where his father, Armaan, is sitting at his desk, engrossed in his work. Vihaan looks nervous but determined as he takes a deep breath and decides to speak his heart.VIHAAN(softly)Dad, there's something I need to tell you. I've been thinking a lot, and... I don't want a divorce from Sukoon.Armaan looks up from his work not surprised by Vihaan's words. He raises an eyebrow and asked ARMAAN(slightly skeptical)You only wanted a divorce before, Vihaan. Now, what has changed?Vihaan hesitates for a moment, trying to find the right words to explain himself.VIHAAN(looking unsure)I know I said that before, but... seeing Sukoon hurt and upset, I realized how much I love her. I can't bear the thought of losing her.ARMAAN(curious)And what about all those times you insisted on the divorce? What about your anger and frustration?Vihaan looks down, feeling ashamed of his past actions.VIHAAN(remorseful)I was angry and hurt, Dad, but now I se
The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. Mehak Noor lay in her bed, wrapped in the embrace of peaceful slumber, her face serene, and her chest rising and falling in rhythmic harmony with her dreams. The room was bathed in a tranquil silence, a haven of restful tranquility.As the seconds ticked away, the hushed ambiance was broken by the soft creaking of the bedroom door. Aasiya Noor, Mehak's mother, entered the room with a tender smile on her face, her presence as comforting as a warm embrace. She approached the bed with a quiet grace, her steps careful not to disturb her daughter's peaceful repose.Gently leaning down, Aasiya whispered, "Mehak, darling, it's time to wake up. You're getting late, and you wouldn't want to keep Khushi waiting, would you?"Mehak stirred ever so slightly, a soft murmur escaping her lips as she tried to hold onto the remnants of her dreams. Aasiya's voice, filled with motherly affection, gradually penetr
Introducing Kunal Richchand: The Visionary BillionaireIn the realm of global business and entrepreneurship, there are few names that command as much respect and admiration as Kunal Richchand. A true luminary in the world of commerce, Kunal has not only amassed vast wealth but has also established himself as a paragon of intelligence, astuteness, and innovation. With an illustrious career spanning decades, he stands as a testament to what unwavering determination, exceptional intelligence, and a relentless pursuit of excellence can achieve.Kunal Richchand's journey to becoming a billionaire business magnate is a remarkable tale of ambition meeting opportunity. From humble beginnings, he forged his path through the complex landscape of modern business, consistently demonstrating a sharp intellect and a keen ability to navigate the most intricate challenges. His meteoric rise to prominence serves as an inspiration to aspiring entrepreneurs and leaders worldwide.In addition to his imme
In a quaint, sunlit hospital room, excitement and anticipation filled the air. Sukoon, with her serene demeanor, lay on the hospital bed, her hands tightly gripping her husband Vihaan's, while their families gathered around, a mix of nervousness and joy in their expressions. The soft whispers of support and encouragement were like a soothing melody.Sukoon's parents, Armaan and Kinza, stood at the foot of the bed, their eyes shimmering with pride and excitement. Khushi, Vihaan's younger sister, clung to their mother, a wide smile on her face. The room was a canvas of emotions, love, and unity.As the clock's hands seemed to move at an excruciatingly slow pace, the doctor's reassuring voice finally broke the tension. "It's time," she announced with a gentle smile, guiding Sukoon to focus on her breathing.Vihaan tenderly wiped a tear from Sukoon's cheek, his love and support unwavering. "You've got this, Sukoon. I'm right here with you," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm to her n
Vihaan sat down on the edge of the bed, gazing at Sukoon with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. Sukoon looked at Vihaan, her eyes filled with a blend of hope and curiosity. "Vihaan," she began softly, "did your memory come back?"Vihaan looked into Sukoon's eyes, his heart racing as he nodded slowly. "Yes, Sukoon. It all came rushing back to me." He watched her expression change from eager anticipation to a radiant smile, her face illuminated by a spark of joy.Sukoon's joy was infectious, and she couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"Vihaan's gaze softened as he reached out to gently take her hand in his. "I wanted to make sure, Sukoon. I needed to piece everything together and be absolutely certain before I told you. It was important to me."Sukoon nodded, understanding the weight of Vihaan's words. She appreciated his honesty and dedication to uncovering the truth. "Vihaan, I'm just so glad you remember now."A faint smile tugged at the corners of
The night hung heavily over the dimly lit alley, casting elongated shadows that danced in the faint glow of the tlights. Tension crackled in the air as Vihaan stood at one end of the alley, his jaw clenched and muscles taut beneath his t-shirt. Opposite him stood Sameer, a figure of arrogance and cruelty, a malicious grin playing on his lips.Vihaan's fists were balled at his sides, his knuckles white with rage. He had endured enough of Sameer's actions, his bullying, and the pain he had inflicted on others. Tonight, it was time to put an end to it."Vihaan, you've finally grown a spine, huh?" Sameer jeered, his tone dripping with disdain. "What are you gonna do, cry like a little baby?"Vihaan's gaze remained fixed on Sameer, a smoldering fire burning in his eyes. He took a step forward, his every movement exuding determination. "No, Sameer. I'm done with your games. It ends here."With those words, the atmosphere shifted. Vihaan's pent-up frustration ignited like a wildfire, propell
Sameer approaches quietly, his face reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability.Sukoon: (looking up, surprised) Sameer, what are you doing here?Sameer: (hesitating for a moment, then kneeling at Sukoon's feet) I couldn't keep it to myself any longer. There's something I need to tell you, Sukoon.Sukoon: (curious and taken aback) Why are you sitting like that? Sameer: (taking a deep breath) From the moment I saw you in college, I was captivated by your grace, your kindness. But you never seemed to notice me, lost in your own world. I watched you from afar, admiring your every step.Sukoon: shocked what are you saying?Sameer: (looking down, his voice trembling) I know, and that's my regret. When I heard about your impending marriage, it felt like a thousand arrows pierced my heart. The thought of you being with someone else... it consumed me with jealousy and anger.Sukoon:Sameer.Sameer: (holding back tears) I know, Sukoon. I'm not trying to justify my actions. That's where
Vihaan sat in his office, diligently typing away on his computer. His mind, however, was elsewhere, preoccupied with the upcoming wedding of his dear friends Zohaib and Maheen. He knew how much their union meant to them, and he wanted to make sure he was there to celebrate their special day.Vihaan's phone vibrated on the desk, drawing his attention to a message from his wife Sukoon. He picked up the phone and smiled as he read her words. "Sukoon, you go to the marriage hall with ammi and khushi. I will come to the wedding hall directly from my work to attend Zohaib and Maheen's wedding. Sukoon said okay. Please come soon."Vihaan's heart swelled with gratitude for his understanding wife. He quickly typed out a reply, assuring her that he would be there without fail.The sun was radiant in the clear blue sky, casting a warm golden glow over the picturesque wedding venue. White chairs were neatly arranged in rows, adorned with delicate flowers that matched the elegant decorations drapi
Maheen was standing in front of vihaan. The air was heavy with tension, the weight of unspoken words hanging between them."Did your memory come back, jiju?" Maheen asked, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes wide with a mixture of hope and anxiety.Vihaan looked at her, his expression contemplative. He nodded slowly. "Yes, Maheen. My memory is back."A mix of relief and apprehension crossed Maheen's face. "So, you remember everything?"Vihaan sighed, his gaze distant for a moment before he focused on her again. "I remember most of it, Maheen. The accident, the past... and the question that's been haunting me ever since my memory came back: Why did you plan Sameer's accident?"Maheen's eyes dropped to the floor, her fingers fidgeting nervously. She took a deep breath before raising her gaze to meet Vihaan's intense stare. "Jiju, I didn't want Sameer to die. I just wanted him to feel the pain he had given me."Vihaan's brow furrowed in confusion. "Pain? What pain are you talking about?
The setting sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as Vihaan and Sukoon made their way back home from the haldi function. The day had been filled with laughter, joy, and celebration as their families came together to prepare for Vihaan and Sukoon's upcoming wedding. As they drove along the quiet countryside road, the soft breeze carried the sweet fragrance of flowers from the ceremony.Vihaan gripped the steering wheel, his heart brimming with contentment. Beside him, Sukoon sat, her hands adorned with intricate henna designs, her smile reflecting the happiness that filled her heart. The couple exchanged a glance, their eyes locking for a moment that spoke volumes of their love.The winding road stretched ahead, lined with tall trees casting long shadows. The world seemed to slow down as they enjoyed the serenity of the moment. But fate had a minor detour planned for them.As they rounded a bend, a sudden movement caught Vihaan's attention. A small deer had darted onto the r