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
IN VIHAAN'S OFFICE - DAYThe atmosphere in Vihaan's office is tense as the employees work diligently at their desks. Vihaan, with a furrowed brow, storms into the room, his frustration evident on his face. He slams his file down on his desk, causing everyone to glance up in surprise.VIHAAN(angry)What is this? What kind of place is this?The employees exchange bewildered glances, unsure of what has triggered Vihaan's outburst. They continue to work silently, hoping he will calm down.VIHAAN(loudly)Nobody even cares! No one remembers!The employees now understand that Vihaan's anger is directed at them, but they're still clueless about the reason.EMPLOYEE 1(nervously)Sir, what's wrong? Did something happen?VIHAAN(fuming)Oh, you want to know what's wrong? Today is my birthday, and not a single person in this office has acknowledged it! Not even my own wife!The employees exchange glances again, their surprise turning into guilt and empathy.EMPLOYEE 2(sympathetically)Sir, w
Vihaan and Sukoon had just returned to their room from Vihaan's birthday party, an evening filled with joy, laughter, and celebration. As they entered their cozy bedroom, the air was infused with a sense of intimacy and love. Sukoon closed the door behind them, and a gentle smile played on her lips.Vihaan turned towards Sukoon, his eyes still twinkling with happiness from the evening's festivities. He took a step closer to her, their eyes locking, conveying a silent understanding that words couldn't capture. The room was adorned with soft candlelight, casting a warm glow, creating an atmosphere of romance and tranquility.Vihaan reached out, his hand gently caressing Sukoon's cheek. His touch was tender, a silent reassurance of his love for her. Sukoon leaned into his touch, her eyes reflecting the affection she felt."Tonight was a beautiful celebration, my love," Vihaan whispered softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "But being here with you, in this moment, is the true gift I c
Zohaib, stands near the arrival gate at an international airport in India. He checks his watch nervously as he awaits the arrival of his parents, Suhail and Sameera, who are returning from London after a long time.The airport is bustling with people coming and going, but Zohaib's attention is solely focused on the gate. Finally, the gate opens, and passengers begin to stream out. Zohaib's heart races with anticipation.As the crowd thins, Zohaib spots his parents, Suhail and Sameera, pushing a trolley loaded with luggage. Their faces light up with joy as they catch sight of their son. They rush toward him, dropping their bags in excitement.ZOHAIB(overwhelmed)Mom! Dad!Suhail and Sameera embrace Zohaib tightly, tears of happiness streaming down their faces. It's been years since they last saw each other.SUHAIL(teary-eyed)My son, you've grown so much!SAMEERA(hugging Zohaib tightly)We missed you, Zohaib!ZOHAIB(smiling)I missed you both too! Welcome back to India!Zohaib's pa
IN SUKOON'S LIVING ROOM Sukoon was standing in her living room. She clutches her phone tightly in her hand, mustering up the courage to call Vihaan. She wants to ask him for permission to visit her parents' house, The sound of her nervous footsteps echoes in the otherwise quiet room.Sukoon takes a deep breath and dials Vihaan's number. As the phone rings, she bites her lip nervously. On the other end, Vihaan's secretary, MR John answers the call.Mr John (Via speakerphone)Good afternoon, this is Vihaan khan number. How may I assist you?Sukoon's face falls slightly upon hearing Mr John's voice instead of Vihaan's.SUKOON(With disappointment)Oh, hello, Mr John It's Sukoon, Vihaan's wife. Is Vihaan available? I need to speak with him urgently.MR JOHN(Sympathetically)I'm sorry, Sukoon man . Vihaan sir is currently in a crucial meeting and can't take any calls at the moment. Is there anything I can help you with?Sukoon hesitates for a moment, torn between her desire to speak di
IN SUKOON'S PARENTS' HOUSE - LIVING ROOM Sukoon nervously stands at the doorway, a hint of excitement and anticipation in her eyes.SUHAIL ZOHAIB, SAMEERA, and ADEEL are sitting on the couch, engrossed in a lively conversation. As the door opens, they all turn their heads in unison, and their faces light up with joy.SUHAIL (with a wide smile)Sukoon! You made it!Sukoon takes a step inside, her heart beating fast. She glances around the room, spotting her parents, Zohaib, and his extended family members, all eagerly waiting to greet her.SUHAIL (Sukoon's uncle, warmly)Welcome home, dear. It's been too long!Sukoon's eyes fill with tears of happiness, feeling the warmth of love enveloping her.ADEEL ( beaming)Come here, Sukoon!Sukoon rushes forward, and Adeel envelops her in a tight hug. Her mother, SOHA, joins in, and the family shares a heartwarming embrace.SUHAIL(grinning)We have a surprise for you!SUHAIL gestures toward the couch where Zohaib, Sameera, and Adeel sit. Sukoo
Sukoon sat on her bed, her mind swirling with thoughts as she looked out of the window. The night sky was dotted with stars, and the city lights shimmered in the distance. The dinner with her family had been enjoyable, filled with laughter and warmth, but now, in the quiet of her room, a slight unease crept over her.Every night when vihaan comes back to their house they do their dinner and then spend quality time with each other. However, tonight was different. The clock ticked away, and there was no sign of his call. Sukoon's heart wavered between concern and trying to rationalize the situation."Maybe he got caught up with work," she thought, trying to convince herself that everything was fine. But the more she pondered, the more the worry grew within her. Vihaan had always been considerate, and even on busy days, he would take a moment to check in with her.As she picked up her phone to see if she had missed any messages, her mind wandered back to their last conversation in the mo
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