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                                     God   knows   how   long   this   will   go   on!


                   Hridyanshu   Singhal   2017A1PS0810P,   Raunak   Jiandavi   2017A1PS0716P,   Anshul   Khatkar
                                                 2016B2PS0766P   and   Arya   Bhattacharya   2016A7PS0618P

               CHARACTERS

               Anirudh   Sharma:   Young   and   handsome,   around   35   years   old.

               Jayant:   Anirudh’s   Elder   brother,   40   years   old.


               Ranjana   Devi:   Anirudh’s   Mom,   60   years   old.

               Shyam   Prasad:   Anirudh’s   Dad,   64   years   old.

               Radhika:   Anirudh’s   Wife,   28   years   old.

               SETTING

               20  ft.  x  20  ft.   centrally  air-conditioned  room  with  glazed  white  marble  floor;  all  four  walls
               painted   in   cream   yellow   and   the   roof   in   white;   a   wooden   framed   red   velvet   cushioned
               chesterfield  suite  in  the  centre  of  the  left  wall  resting  over  a  red  woollen  carpet  (10  ft.  x  10  ft)
               centrally   aligned   with  the  wall;  a  chandelier  hanging  from  the  top  above  the  centre  of  the
               suite;  a  40  in.  plasma  screen  in  the  centre  of  the  wall  opposite  the  suite;  2  floors  to  ceiling
               windows  on  each  side  of  the  screen  with  long-red  velvet  curtains  drawn  across  them;  18  ft.
               long  pair  of  frosted  glass  doors  in  the  centre  of  the  wall  to  the  right  of  the  suite  scaling  the
               full   height.   Suit   clad   Anirudh   sitting   on   the   edge   of   the   sofa   shaking   his   leg   impatiently
               BEGIN.

               Anirudh:  ( murmuring  to  himself )  They  are  going  to  show  up  at  any  moment.  I’ll  clear  it  all
               out   with   them   today.   Everything’s   going   to   be   fine   from   now.

               (Stands   up   suddenly,   and   begins   pacing   across   the   hall,   eagerly   anticipating   someone’s
               arrival)


               “ANI!”

               (A   hoarse   and   deep   voice   calls   from   the   gates   across   the   hall)

               Anirudh:   ( turns   immediately )   Jay   bhaiya!

               (A   young   man,   apparently   in   his   early   40s   stands   smiling   at   the   entrance)

               Jayant:   How   are   you,   brother?

               (Both   rush   towards   each   other   and   hug   tightly)








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