likhari2.0-1
likhari2.0-1
Fadein
Scene 1
Int. A flat or a house - night
Maha ghar mein dakhil ho kr lights on kerti hae, she tries to remove her
shoes, she seems to be a bit tired, but achanak se
light flicker krne lgti hae, and audience can see a dark shadow moving
swiftly behind maha’s back, maha light ko on-off krte huwe theek krne
ke koshish krti hae but light bilkul he kharab ho jati, she takes out her
phone from her hand bag and turns the flash light on, then as she
casually walks towards the kitchen and starts to drink water from the
water bottle, the same shadow appears from mahas back and move
swiftly while maha is drinking that water, (a suspenceful horror music in
the background) maha pani pe kr bottle fridge me rkhte huwe jese he
wapis murti hae flashlight zameen pr prte he she sees a long trail of
blood and she starts to follow that trail with heavy feets, which leads her
to the dining ares of the house, or wo chaltae chaltae stumble ho kr kisi
cheese se takra kr niche gir jati hae and when she tried to compose
herself and as she looks back she saw a deadbody with blood all over it…
she screams, but as she screams she hears a giigle of a women in her
background, wo dartae huwe jese he mur kr daikhnae ke koshish krti
hae, aik dark shadow swiftly uss ke back se move krta hae… or phir
achanak se koe hath usse touch krta hae on the shoulder from her back,
she became stone out of fear then she grabs that hand her hearbeat is
fast she is having cold feets or wo mukamal tor pr paseenae se bheeg
chuki hae,
Cut
Scene
Int. The same house - day
Or phir achanak se uss ke ankh khulti hae and she realizes it was all a
dream.
Maha khauf mein paseenae se bheegi huwi hae, wo taezi se sans le ri
hae or uss ke dil ke dharkan bohat taeez sunae de rhi hae…
She takes the water bottle from the fridge or pani penae lgti hae… she is
a bit better now, everything seems to a bit normal ghar zyada saaf nhi
bikhra huwa hae lekin kahe bhi khoon k nishan nhi…
A low angle shot of her feet following the same trail like the dream the
dream she had but there is no blood, camera moves up maha is listening
to the newschannel while reading a newspaper and drinking tea…a man
hand enters the frame and snatch away her tea while casually changing
the channel and siping the tea from the same mug but he changes the
side while giving a disgusted look to maha, (he was the same guy, js ke
khoon mein latpat dead body maha ne raat mein daikhi thi) lekin maha
bhi casualy uss k hath se remote cheintae huwe tv band kr k wahan se
chali jae ge and that guy will be giving annoyed look towards her… and a
sudden shift of emotion like he is paranoid,
Scene
She sits on a study table, wear her glasses and she starts to work on her
laptop… time will be changing from morning to night ( it can be shown
by the shifts of light ie., shadow changingits direction showing time)
Maha seems to be working so long but she is focused… uss ke table pr
boht se chae k cup or bujhe huwe cigertes parae hain, or wo phir se aik
cigerette jala kr kaam krte krte pene lgti hae or phir uss cigertrate ko
bujha kr drawer me se aik dawae ke dabi nikal kr uss me se kuch tablets
hath mein leti hae lekin jub wo pani k liye jug uthati hae tou jug khali
hae… her face shows her frustration…
B
A shot of her taking out the water bottle and then a shot of a closed
door, flush out ke awaz or maha darwaza kholti hae drwaza khol kr sink
pr hath dhonae lgti hae…the same shadow passes by from her back
swiftly and it can be seen in the mirror lekin sirf audience ko dikhae de
ga Q k maha k mirror mein daikhnae se pehlae he guzar jae ga…
Same lights flicker of the washroom lights,
maha turns the light on and off but as she turns it off the shadow will
come closer and closer to her but it is only visible on the screen… last
mein shadow maha k bilkul kareeb aanae he lgta hae k she turns on the
light again and now there is nothing…
Cut
She is sitting at her working station again… doing some work on her
laptop… she gets a call…
Listen, I know mujhe kaun se kahani likhni hae or kin ilfaz mein likhni
hae…
Kya mtlb trp… uhhh…. stop using this bullshit over and over again with
me…
I am a bloody writer, I don’t care k director kya chahta hae…listen ye
meri kahani hae so (hile yelling with frustration) shut up…
She cuts the phone in frustration or gussae mein yahan se wahan
chalnae lgti hae or phir achanak se kursi pr baith kr phone ko gussae me
table pr rkhtae he laptop pr gussae se fullstop key press krne lgti hae…
Tub he she hears a sound…
Shhhhh….
Maha ko ye usska weham lgta hae, and she starts to do nail biting, or
phone pr phir se kisi ke call aati hae… but she cuts the call in frustration,
Lekin ub usse kisi k hasnae ke awaz sunae deti hae… or phor se phone
call, lekin iss bar maha call pick kr leti hae…
A silence…
G, but sir she is a strong independent women is my story,
Aap kese keh skte hain
Director voice
Madam g, ye kahani aap ke nhi audience ke hae, or unhe aurat, lachar,
majbor or bebus chahiye, or mujhe trp se garz hae or aap ko paisoun se
tou phir wahe likhye jo sub daikhna chahtae hain,
But sir…
Phone cutjata hae…
Maha or zyada frustrated dikhae deti hae, uss k hath kanp rhe hain or
wo script delete ke deti hae…
Or gussae me chalae jati hae…
Light flickers again or achanak se laptop pr sari script wese he wapis aa
jati hae
Shhhh…. ka sound
And a splash of blood on the laptop screen,
Maha enters the room again, she opens the laptop again, but the laptop
is stuck, with the same screen she tries to turn if of but nothing works,
all of a sudden there is blood written letters on the screen
Saying
Shhhhhh…
And a little girl giggle again
Kuch kahaniyan koon mein khud ko likhti hain…
She scream and throw the laptop away, but now there is blood coming
out of it,
Shhhh… that sound again,
Maha is huffing and puffing she tires t cover her ears but nothing works
she is completely horrified,
The voive came again,
Tum kahani ko kese khtm kr skti ho….
A giggle…
Kahani tumhe khtm kr dae ge…
A strong laughter this time…
Maha runs for her life but she feels extreme pain in her stomach, she
screams with pain and fell down on her knees, her head is in pain too
everything is blurry and hazy, with so much intencity of pain, she starts
to hear a whisper
Kamzor, majbor or bae bus likho aurat ko…
Again and again…
And then she looks at the laptop jisme aik video play hoti hae… and now
maha is in that video room too breaking the forth wall of reality
A little girl laughing while looking at the ceiling and
Or jese he maha uper daikhti hae camera showing the pov of maha
A man is hanging from the ceiling…and a women cold dead body is lying
on the floor, with an article in the hand… a hand shot.
Article stating,
Adab k naam pr aurat ko apne kalam se then some blur words ko kya iss
muashrae mein zinda rehnae ka haq hae…
Maha screams out of fear…
But that little girl looks at her pov of maha and says
Shhhh…
Papa or mama sou rhe hain,
And she giggles
That little girl runs to the table and grabs a script of her father and brings
to maha, maha k script pakertae he pov of maha showing
Script title likhari
Written by azeez Bukhari, maha is in complete shock
And that girl then says in very demonic voice
Kahani khtam na karo tou kahani tumhe khatam kr deti hae…
Jise suntae he
Cut
Cut to maha ke ankh khulti hae wo khud ko table pr pati hae , everthing
is back to normal,
She calls the director again…
And say
Kahani khtm krni ho ge wrna kahani khud khtam kr deti hae…
Directors vo
Kya…
Maha
I said, mein usse lachar majcor or bae bus bilkul nhi likhu ge, you got
that damit…
And she cuts the phone while yelling…
She sighed in relief and laughs like crazy she felt jese uss pr se boht bara
bojh hat gaya ho…