1 Male + 1 Female (M + F) 5 - 8 Minutes Slice of Life/Romance
Under the Same Fan
Full Shooting Script in Industry Courier Monospace Format
INT. SAHIL KI TAILOR SHOP - AFTERNOON
Ek modest one-room tailoring shop. Ceiling fan dheere ghoom raha hai. Dusty front shutter se sunlight ki patli patli lakeerein andar aa rahi hain. Fabric rolls, sewing machine, aur ek tiny tea glass. Garmi bhari, familiar shaanti.
SAHIL (27), rolled-up sleeves, measuring tape neck mein, sewing machine ke paas kaam kar raha hai.
KAVYA (26), modest kurta, lesson papers aur steel tiffin ke saath, shop mein enter karti hai.
KAVYA
Sahil, meri dupatta ka side stitch khul gaya.
SAHIL
(dekhte hue)
Haan, dikhao.
Kavya dupatta deti hai. Sahil measure karta hai. Dono ke beech ek awkward, warm pause.
KAVYA
Aaj bahut garmi hai.
SAHIL
Haan. Fan bhi aaj half-day pe hai.
Kavya smile suppress karti hai.
KAVYA
Aapke jokes bhi?
SAHIL
Woh toh full-time hain.
Sahil dupatta side pe rakhta hai. Kavya apne lesson papers set karti hai. Sahil notice karta hai tiffin par likha naam.
SAHIL
Tiffin pe naam naya lagaya?
KAVYA
School mein bachche chipka dete hain. Mere naam ka fan club hai.
SAHIL
(halka sa)
Achha hai.
A sudden POWER CUT.
Fan ruk jaata hai. Light chali jaati hai. Shop aur bhi hot ho jaati hai.
KAVYA
Oh no.
SAHIL
(instinctively)
Chai bana deta hoon?
KAVYA
Aapki chai ka temperature bhi aapke dialogues jaisa hota hai—slow.
Sahil hansi rok nahi paata.
SAHIL
Aapka sarcasm bhi school syllabus mein hona chahiye.
KAVYA
Aur aapka confidence?
SAHIL
(beat)
Woh? Woh stitching ke saath aata hai.
Silence. Sirf unki saans aur bahar ki halki traffic.
Kavya apne papers ko fold karti hai. Sahil sewing machine se hatkar uske saamne aa jaata hai.
KAVYA
Main roz idhar se isliye guzarti hoon...
SAHIL
Kyunki shortcut hai?
KAVYA
(looking at him)
Kyunki aapki shop ke saamne se nikalte waqt lagta hai... koi intezaar kar raha hai.
Sahil ko yeh sunke chup lag jaati hai.
SAHIL
Main roz extra thread aur button isliye sambhal ke rakhta hoon...
KAVYA
Haan?
SAHIL
Kyunki aap kabhi na kabhi kuch na kuch le hi jaati ho.
(beat)
Aur phir shop kam akeli lagti hai.
Kavya ki nazar neeche.
KAVYA
Main bhi kab se yahi soch rahi thi.
Sahil measuring tape ko haath mein lapet-ta hai.
SAHIL
Toh phir sochna band kar dein?
Kavya usse dekhti hai. Thoda nervous, thoda amused.
KAVYA
Aap flirt karna bhi stitching ki tarah karte ho.
SAHIL
Seedha line mein?
KAVYA
Haan.
SAHIL
Aur aap jawab report card ki tarah deti ho—late, par pass.
Kavya has deti hai. Garmi ke beech ek nayi softness.
Kavya steel tiffin kholti hai. Andar roti-sabzi. Ek folded paper bhi.
SAHIL
Yeh kya hai?
Kavya paper kholti hai. Us par bachchon ki handwriting:
INSERT - PAPER
"MISS KAVYA, AAPKE LIYE SAHIL UNCLE NE CHART FRAME BANAYA."
BACK TO SCENE.
Sahil stunned.
KAVYA
Mere students ko lagta hai aap mere husband type ho.
SAHIL
(without thinking)
Aur woh galat bhi nahi hain.
Kavya usse dekhti hai. Ek long beat.
KAVYA
Main bhi kab se yahi soch rahi thi.
Sahil thoda sa saans leta hai. Phir measuring tape se ek chhota folded note nikaalta hai aur Kavya ko deta hai.
KAVYA
Yeh?
SAHIL
Kholo.
Kavya note kholti hai.
INSERT - NOTE
"Aaj shaam, chai mere shop ke baad nahi — mere saath."
BACK TO SCENE.
Kavya smile karti hai, soft and real.
KAVYA
Chai toh milegi na?
SAHIL
Ab toh roz milegi.
ACHANAK LIGHT WAPAS AATI HAI. FAN GHUMNE LAGTA HAI.
Dono ek dusre ko dekhte hain. Ab silence awkward nahi, hopeful hai.
FADE OUT.
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