Sukoon is sitting on the couch, engrossed in a book. Her mother-in-law, Kinza , enters the room, carrying a tray with tea.Kinza (cheerfully)Sukoon, my dear, guess what? Vihaan's birthday is coming up soon!Sukoon looks up from her book, her face lighting up with surprise and excitement.SUKOON(startled)Really, Maa? I had no idea! When is it?Kinza sets the tea tray on the coffee table and takes a seat beside Sukoon, a soft smile on her face.Kinza(fondly)It's just around the corner, my dear. Vihaan's birthday falls on the 25th of this month. We must plan something special for him!Sukoon's eyes sparkle with joy as she puts her book aside, fully invested in the conversation.SUKOON(enthusiastically)Oh, yes, Maa! We have to make it unforgettable for him. What do you suggest?Kinza reaches out to hold Sukoon's hand, her warmth and affection evident.Kinza(gently)Well, Sukoon, let's start by organizing a surprise party for him. We can invite all his close friends and family. It
Vihaan was coming back to his house while driving along a quiet suburban street. He glances at the time on his wristwatch, realizing he's running late and thinks his summon must be waiting for him. Determined to make it on time, he accelerates, his car humming smoothly.As Vihaan's car zips down the street, the engine suddenly sputters and dies. Vihaan's eyes widen in surprise as he attempts to restart the engine, but it stubbornly refuses to respond. The car comes to a halt, causing a line of vehicles to form behind him.Panic tinged with frustration washes over Vihaan's face. He reaches for his cellphone to call for roadside assistance, only to realize he left it at home. Sighing, he steps out of the car, determined to assess the situation.As Vihaan stands beside his stalled car, he scans the surrounding area, searching for any signs of help. He notices a group of people walking on the opposite side of the road, engrossed in their own conversations. His frustration grows, feeling i
IN KITCHEN - MORNINGSunlight streams through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow on the cozy space. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air. SUKOON, like a caring and loving wife, is wearing an apron as she moves around the kitchen, preparing breakfast for her husband, VIHAAN.Sukoon hums a soft tune while she slices fresh fruits and arranges them in a beautiful display on a large platter. She then walks over to the stove, where a sizzling pan awaits her.VIHAAN, , enters the kitchen, his eyes lighting up at the sight of his wife's culinary prowess.VIHAANGood morning, my love. It smells heavenly here.SUKOON(smiling)Good morning, Vihaan. I wanted to make sure you start your day with something special.Sukoon flips a pancake with a graceful flick of her wrist. The pancake lands perfectly back in the pan, earning an impressed look from Vihaan.VIHAAN(grinning)You always manage to amaze me, Sukoon. How do you do it?SUKOON(teasingly)Ah, that's my secret ingredient—
Sukoon is busy preparing a delicious lunch in the kitchen. The aroma of spices and flavors fills the air. Sukoon is wearing a colorful apron, and her face is lit up with excitement.Just then, Kinza enters the kitchen with a curious expression on her face.KINZA(surprised)Sukoon, what are you up to? Why are you so busy in the kitchen today?Sukoon turns around with a smile, holding a tray of freshly chopped vegetables.SUKOON(grinning)Oh, Ammi! I'm preparing a special surprise lunch for Vihaan today. I thought it would be nice to surprise him at his office.Kinza looks impressed and slightly puzzled.KINZA(slightly confused)Surprise him at his office? That's an interesting idea. But why not invite him home for lunch instead?Sukoon places the tray of vegetables on the countertop and starts organizing her ingredients.SUKOON(playfully)Well, mom, I thought it would be a nice change of pace. Vihaan works so hard, and it's been a while since I visited him at the office. I wanted t
A dimly lit, eerie basement with a single dangling light bulb. The air is heavy with tension. VIHAAN, stands in the center of the room, seething with anger. RAGHAV, visibly terrified.Vihaan clenches his fists, his eyes burning with fury.VIHAAN(angrily)You thought you could get away with it, didn't you? You thought you could disrespect my wife and go unpunished?Raghav stammers, his voice trembling.RAGHAV(pleadingly)Sir , please! I didn't mean any harm. It was just a passing glance. I'm sorry!Vihaan's rage intensifies, and he lunges forward, grabbing Raghav by the collar and slamming him against the cold, concrete wall. Raghav winces in pain.VIHAAN(gritting his teeth)You think a simple apology is enough? You think you can violate the sanctity of my wife and walk away with just a sorry?Vihaan delivers a series of powerful punches to Raghav's torso, each blow fueled by his seething rage. Raghav tries to shield himself, but the onslaught is relentless.RAGHAV(gasping for brea
Sunlight gently filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. The peaceful atmosphere is disrupted by the sound of Sukoon stirring in bed. She blinks her eyes open, still half-asleep, and looks over at Vihaan, who is lying beside her, also waking up.SUKOON(yawning)Good morning, Vihaan saying that she blushesVIHAAN(rubbing his eyes)Morning, Sukoon. Did you sleep well?Sukoon's face scrunches up in mock annoyance, her voice filled with playful complaints.SUKOONWell, I would have slept better if someone hadn't kept me awake all night.Vihaan looks surprised, not fully comprehending what she means.VIHAAN(confused)What do you mean? I didn't do anything to disturb your sleep.Sukoon's eyes widened , she said what?.Vihaan playful smile softens, and he reaches out to touch sukoon's cheek affectionately.Vihaan(gently)It's okay, sukoon. I'm just teasing you. I know I don't have control over those things. Besides, I love you a lot. I can not control myself wh
IN KHAN MANSION AT- NIGHTThe cozy living room is bathed in warm, dim lighting. Vihaan, with a tired yet gentle demeanor, enters the room, removing his shoes and sighing with relief. He walks over to Sukoon, his loving wife, who is sitting on the couch, reading a book.VIHAAN(with a smile)Hey, jaan. I'm finally home. I hope dinner's ready.Sukoon looks up from her book, startled by his sudden presence. She quickly puts on a composed expression, hiding her excitement and guilt.SUKOON(startled)Oh, Vihaan! Yes, dinner is almost ready. Just give me a few more minutes.Vihaan walks toward the dining area and takes a seat, his curiosity piqued.VIHAAN(teasingly)So, Sukoon, what did you end up buying at the mall today? You were out for quite a while.Sukoon's heart skips a beat, her mind racing to come up with a convincing answer. She hesitates, torn between wanting to keep her surprise a secret and not wanting to lie to her husband.SUKOON(trying to sound casual)Oh, nothing much, V
IN LIVING ROOM Sukoon is sitting nervously on the couch. Kinza enters the room.KINZA(seeing Sukoon's nervousness)Sukoon, what's the matter? You seem worried.Sukoon takes a deep breath, gathering her courage to discuss the matter at hand.SUKOON(sincerely)Ammi, I need to talk to you about something important. Tomorrow is Vihaan's birthday, and I have a surprise planned for him.Kinza's face lights up with anticipation.KINZA(smiling)Oh, how wonderful! I'm sure Vihaan will be thrilled. What surprise do you have in mind?Sukoon fidgets with her hands, feeling the weight of her words.SUKOON(worried)Yes, it's something special, but to make it truly memorable, I want to ensure that Vihaan doesn't come home early. I need your help with this AmmiKinza's expression turns serious, realizing the significance of Sukoon's request.KINZA(confused)Why do you want to keep Vihaan away until the surprise is ready?Sukoon takes a deep breath, trying to explain her thought process.SUKOON
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