IN LIVING ROOM Khushi sits nervously on the couch, her family members gathered around her. She takes a deep breath, her hands fidgeting in her lap, as she begins to recount the story of her relationship with Sameer.KHUSHI(voice trembling)I met Sameer a while ago... and we became close. We fell in love.Armaan's stern expression softens as he listens to his daughter's words. Kinza and Vihaan exchange a knowing look, and Sukoon's eyes convey empathy and understanding.ARMAAN(softly)Khushi...Tears well up in Khushi's eyes as she continues to share her feelings and experiences with Sameer. She talks about the moments they shared, the conversations, and the depth of their connection.KHUSHI(teary-eyed)He makes me happy, Dad. He cares about me like no one else ever has.Armaan's heart softens further, and he stands up from his seat. He walks over to Khushi and envelops her in a warm, reassuring hug.ARMAAN(whispering)We're here for you, Khushi. Your happiness matters to us.Khush
Vihaan and Sukoon share a lingering gaze they were making love to each other, Armaan stands outside the room, a knowing smile playing on his lips.ARMAAN(from outside)Vihaan, are you ready? We should head to the office soon.Startled, Vihaan and Sukoon quickly break their gaze and exchange sheepish smiles.VIHAAN(raising an eyebrow)Uh, yes, Dad.l'll be there in a few minutes.Sukoon giggles softly, playfully nudging Vihaan as they both share a private moment of shared embarrassment.Armaan chuckles from outside the door, his tone fond and understanding.ARMAAN(lighthearted)Take your time, you two. We have a bit of a delay at the office as well.Vihaan and Sukoon share a relieved glance before Armaan's footsteps recede down the hallway.VIHAAN(grinning)Looks like we have a little more time before heading to the office.Sukoon smirks playfully and steps closer to Vihaan.SUKOON(teasing)Oh, I see. Is that why you were giving me that look just now?Vihaan wraps his arms around S
Sukoon's eyes flutter open, her vision adjusting to the soft, sterile light of the hospital room. Memories of the accident rush back, and her heart races. She quickly sits up in bed, her breath ragged, and scans her surroundings.SUKOON(frantically)Vihaan! Where's Vihaan?A NURSE enters the room, her expression gentle but concerned.NURSE(calmly)Please, ma'am, you need to lie back down and rest. Your husband is okay, but he's currently under observation.Sukoon's eyes well up with tears, a mix of relief and lingering fear.SUKOON(teary-eyed)I need to see him. I need to make sure he's really okay.The Nurse approaches and gently guides Sukoon back onto the bed, adjusting the pillows for her comfort.NURSE(sympathetic)I understand your concern, but it's important for both of you to rest right now. Your husband is in good hands, and we'll let you know as soon as you can visit him.Sukoon's grip on the bedsheet tightens as she fights to keep her emotions in check. The Nurse places
Vihaan lies in the hospital bed, his brow furrowed in confusion. "mom" he whispered weakly, "how did this accident happen? I can't seem to remember anything."Kinza gently approached his bedside, concern etched on her face. She took a deep breath before softly replying, "Vihaan, you were in a car accident. It happened suddenly, and you were injured. The doctors are taking care of you now."Vihaan's eyes widened slightly, his memory struggling to piece together the fragments of the event. "A car accident? I... I can't recall anything about it. Was anyone else hurt?"Kinza nodded solemnly, "You were the only one injured, Vihaan. We're all here for you, and we're hoping for a speedy recovery."Vihaan sighed, his gaze distant as he tried to grasp the reality of the situation. "I see. Thank you for letting me know, mom. It's just so strange not remembering anything."Kinza reached out and gently squeezed his hand, offering him a reassuring smile. "Take your time, Vihaan. Your memory might
IN HOSPITAL ROOM - MORNINGVihaan's voice quivers with a mix of disbelief and frustration as he struggles to come to terms with the reality of his situation.VIHAAN:(murmuring to himself)I slept for a whole year... My time... wasted.His gaze shifts to the room's ceiling, his thoughts a whirlwind of emotions.VIHAAN'S THOUGHTS:(irritated)A year has gone by... and what have I accomplished? What have I missed?Vihaan clenches his fists in a mixture of anger and helplessness. He feels a sense of loss for the time he can't reclaim, the moments he can't revisit.VIHAAN'S THOUGHTS:(resigned)All that time... just... gone.He exhales heavily, his mind racing as he contemplates the implications of this lost year. Vihaan knows he needs answers, but he also understands that his recovery and well-being should take precedence.Just then, the door to his room opens, and Kinza enters with a soft smile. She senses the turmoil in Vihaan's expression and approaches him with empathy.KINZA:(sitti
Vihaan sat quietly in the back seat of the car, his gaze drifting out of the window as his parents, Kinza and Armaan, occupied the front seats. The cityscape passed by in a blur, the familiar streets leading them toward their home."Vihaan," Kinza said softly, her voice filled with warmth, "we're so glad you're finally out of the hospital. It's been a tough year, but now we're all together again."Armaan glanced at his son through the rearview mirror, a proud smile on his face. "You've shown incredible strength, son. We're here for you, always."Vihaan managed a faint smile, his thoughts still lingering on the events of the past year. "Yeah, everything's different now. It's strange how much can change in just one year."As they pulled into the driveway of their home, Vihaan's heart raced with a mix of emotions. The house stood just as he remembered, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he was entering a new chapter of his life.Entering the house, Vihaan took a deep breath, the scen
IN BEDROOM - NIGHTThe room is dimly lit by a soft, warm glow from the bedside lamp. KINZA with concern, sits on the bed, her back against the headboard. ARMAAN, sits beside her, his arm gently wrapped around her shoulders. There's a sense of quiet comfort between them.KINZA (teary-eyed) Armaan, what's happening to our family? It feels like everything is slipping away from us. Our daughter-in-law, Sukoon, she's not with us anymore. And our son... he doesn't even remember us.Armaan looks at Kinza with tender understanding, his eyes reflecting her pain.ARMAAN (squeezing Kinza's hand) I know, Kinza. It's been so tough for all of us. But we're a strong family, and we'll get through this together.Kinza lets out a heavy sigh, her tears flowing freely now. Armaan gently wipes them away with his thumb.KINZA (choked up) Sukoon was like a daughter to me, Armaan. And now she's gone... and our son... he's like a stranger. Will things ever be the same again?Armaan pulls Kinza closer, wrappin
The breakfast table is set, and Vihaan walks downstairs, freshly showered and with a sense of curiosity. He finds his family gathered around the table, engaged in conversation.VIHAAN:(smiling)Good morning, everyone!Kinza, Armaan, and Khushi turn their attention to Vihaan. Kinza beams at him, her eyes filled with motherly affection. Armaan nods with a small smile, and Khushi's face lights up with joy at the sight of her brother.KHUSHI:(excitedly)Vihaan bhai, you're up early today!VIHAAN:(chuckles)Well, I suppose I've had a lot of rest lately.Armaan gestures for Vihaan to take a seat, and Vihaan joins them at the table. The atmosphere is warm and familial.KINZA:We're so glad to see you up and about, Vihaan.VIHAAN:Thank you, Mom. It's good to be home.Khushi serves Vihaan his breakfast, and they engage in light-hearted banter. Vihaan's presence brings a sense of normalcy and comfort to the room, a stark contrast to the recent challenges they've faced.As they share a meal