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
The grand foyer of the Khan Mansion is adorned with exquisite chandeliers that cast a warm, golden glow across the marble floors. A sense of opulence and history fills the air. VIHAAN, stands near the entrance, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a mixture of awe and curiosity.SUKOON, enters the mansion with an air of quiet grace. Her presence seems to shimmer, capturing the light in a way that's almost otherworldly. She wears a flowing dress that seems to dance with every step she takes.Vihaan's gaze is drawn to Sukoon as if by an invisible force. He watches her every move, his heart starting to race as if he's experiencing something he can't quite explain. A STRANGE SENSATION washes over him, a mixture of fascination and intrigue that he's never felt before.Sukoon looks up, her eyes meeting Vihaan's. Time seems to slow down as they lock eyes. It's as if the world around them fades into the background, leaving only the two of them in a mesmerizing connection.SUKOON (smirking
The guest room is softly illuminated by a bedside lamp, casting a gentle glow on Sukoon as she lies down on the bed. Her thoughts are consumed by Vihaan, his presence and the interactions of the evening lingering in her mind.SUKOON:(whispering to herself)Could it be? Is there a possibility that he's starting to feel something for me too?Sukoon's fingers trace the edges of her pillow as she replays the moments shared with Vihaan in her thoughts.SUKOON:(continuing)He looked at me differently tonight, didn't he? The way his eyes held mine, the way he engaged in conversation...A faint smile tugs at the corners of Sukoon's lips, a hopeful glimmer in her eyes.SUKOON:(murmuring)Maybe, just maybe, there's something more here. Maybe he's starting to see me as more than just a guest, more than just a friend.She turns onto her side, her gaze fixed on a distant point in the room as her mind races with possibilities.SUKOON:(softly)But I shouldn't get ahead of myself. It's still earl
The living room is dimly lit, casting a soft glow over the furniture. Sukoon is sitting on the couch, her fingers nervously tapping on her phone as she anxiously glances at the clock on the wall. The door creaks open, and Vihaan enters, his steps heavy and tired.Sukoon looks up, her expression a mix of relief and concern. Vihaan's eyes meet hers, and a moment of awkward silence hangs in the air.SUKOON: (forcing a smile) Welcome back. How was your day?VIHAAN: (rubbing his temples) Long and tiring. The office work seems never-ending.Sukoon's smile wavers slightly, but she nods understandingly.SUKOON: Well, dinner is ready. Let's eat.They both move to the dining table, and Sukoon serves the food. They eat in silence, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken words.After dinner, Sukoon starts clearing the table, but Vihaan's phone buzzes, distracting him. He picks it up and reads a message.VIHAAN: (sighs) I need to reply to this. It's an important work matter.Sukoon's shoulders slump sl