The Chef
The Chef
A spacious, high-end kitchen bathes in natural light. A lively PARTY VIBE pulses through the air. Upbeat music thumps
in the background. ANIL (Mid 20s, carefree, stylish) tosses ingredients into a sizzling pan,
FRIEND 1
Bhai, yeh kya bana raha hai tu? Looks deadly!
ANIL
bro. Trust the magic, tere hosh udd jayenge kha kar.
Laughter erupts.
FRIEND 2 sneaks a spoon into the pan, tasting the dish with a dramatic flair.
FRIEND 2
Bro, tere cooking skills ke after-effects kal mere pet mein bombarding toh
nahi karenge na?
friend laughs.
The CAMERA PANS across a disaster zone: flour dusted on the counter, sauce splattered on the wall, open spice jars, and
dirty utensils teetering in a pile.
friend 1
ANIL
(grinning)
DISSOLVE TO:
Anil and his friends sit around the counter, devouring his dish with gusto. The DOMESTIC HELP (KAKA, 50s, weary)
peeks from the doorway, visibly horrified by the mess.
FRIEND 2
Cooking school khol le bhai.
ANIL
Kaka, papa ke aane ke pehle,saaf safai ka dekh lena.
Datta’s expression tightens with disappointment. He bends down, picks up the spoon, and holds it up like evidence.
DATTA
(controlled anger)
Dekho isko.
hota toh, I’m sure tum har baar gold medal laate.
Yeh fukat ke baraati jaise tere friends..jo free ka khana khane ke liye tere aage peeche ghumte hain..Hobby ek pal ki khushi de
sakta hai, par do waqt ki roti nahi. Mera surname nikal do na tere naam ke aage se toh... you are nobody.
Anil stares, speechless, as Datta’s biting words hang in the air. FREEZE
datta
Talent ek pal ki khushi de sakta hai, par do waqt ki roti nahi. Mera surname nikal do na tere naam ke aage se toh you re
nobody
Datta stands holding a dirty spoon, his piercing gaze locked on Anil. Anil’s FRIENDS shrink into the background, visibly
uncomfortable.
Anil, frozen, spatula in hand. Messy apron. A heart caught between rebellion and respect. Datta Without waiting, he folds
his sleeves and steps forward
BEAT.
Anil steps back.
Datta walks to the sink. With mechanical precision, he grabs a greasy patila. The scrub begins — furious, rhythmic.
Anil
Kaka toh kaam dhang se karte hai tum kab kuch dhang ka kaam karoge.
Another thali goes under water. He scrubs harder.
DATTA
Tumhari age mein maine
Annapurna ka pehle outlet khol diya tha woh bhi sirf Paanch chamach, paanch plates, aur teen bartanon se.(cleaning
utensils one by one)
(checks his smartwatch)Ab last chance hai tere paas. Humari least performing outlet—jo quarterly
losses de rahi hai—uska turnaround six months mein chahiye mujhe. Do it. Prove yourself. (leans in, voice razor-sharp)
Fail hua toh... no inheritance, no equity..mere will mein tumhara naam bhi nahi hoga.
EPISODE 3. Scene 1 .Int.deshmukh house kitchen – day Anil, datta, 1-2 domestic help
DEFREEZ
DATTA
Fail hua toh... no inheritance, no equity..mere will mein tumhara naam bhi nahi hoga. Anil. Six months. Prove yourself. Ya
phir bhool jao ki tum mere bete ho. (shakes his head, with finality)
Mujhe tujhse hope nahi hai. Honestly, kabhi thi bhi nahi.
ANIL lifts his head. His eyes shift from submission to controlled fury, burning with resolve.
Kaka and other servant enters in the kitchen, They are shocked to see Datta washing utensils.
kaka swiftly goes and takes utensils from Datta's hand and closes the tap.
ANIL
(quiet but cutting)
Hope? Hope ek feeling hai jo desire se aati hai, Papa. Jahan interest nahi hota, wahan hope bhi nahi hoti. Aapko life mein
mujhme
kabhi interest raha hi nahi... toh hope kahan se aayegi?(small, sad smile—more understanding than bitter) Not your fault...
you were busy building empire.. Maybe mere upar koi price tag laga hota toh shayad aapka attention mujh par hota... not
complaining... just stating the fact.
anil
(voice gains strength, precise) ..aapko lagta hai cooking sirf meri hobby hai? Nahi.
anil
Cooking meri identity hai. Bachpan mein, jab sab so jaate the... main kitchen mein hota tha. Innovate kar raha tha. Aapne
notice nahi kiya... par main us world mein jee raha tha. (steps closer, conviction rising) Aapko lagta hai main chef banna
chahta hoon...so main underachiever hoon? Kamzor hoon? Annapurna ke layak nahi? Fine.
anil
anil
i phone , credit card holder with multiple cards. Stacks it in front of his father.
Anil
Anil walks out with newfound purpose, his footsteps echoing. Datta stands motionless, The kitchen feels suspended in time,
charged with unresolved tension.-
A narrow, sunlit corridor hums with life—clinking trays and murmurs drift from the main dining area. A YOUNG
WAITER (20s, nervous) strides forward, balancing a steel tray loaded with cups and a steaming kettle. He halts mid-step,
stunned.
Anil blocks his path, radiating determination. The WAITER glances behind him,
ANIL
(gently)
The WAITER’s eyes dart to Datta , who has just entered the corridor. Datta’s face tightens, disbelief flashing in his eyes.
WAITER
(stammering)
DATTA
(angrily)
Khud chal kar dekh lo, mere bina yehi pehchaan hai tumhari.
ANIL
(to WAITER, reassuring)
The WAITER hesitates, clutching his tray. Anil extends his hand—not as a boss, not as the owner’s son, but as a man with
nothing to lose.
Slowly, the WAITER sets down the tray. He removes his apron, hat, and half-jacket, still dazed. Anil slips into them with
deliberate care, like a warrior donning armor. The uniform smells of sweat and old spices.
ANIL
(grinning, facing DATTA head-on)
Challange accepted papa ...Main us dubte hue outlet se profit bana ke dukhaunga .. WIth My way. With my innovations.
With my vision.
datta
Yeh tareeka nahi hai kuch prove karne ka..yeh life hai koi film nahi hai .
anil
Anil meets his father’s gaze—not with arrogance, but with unshakable certainty. He turns and strides out, dressed not in
legacy, but in purpose.
FADE OUT.
NOTE : Sharing two version for 4by1
The front porch of Datta's home, early morning light. Anil, now dressed in the Annapurna junior chef uniform, stands by
the door. A couple of house staff members—those who've known Anil since childhood—gather around him.
One of the older staff applies a traditional tikka on his forehead, wishing him luck.
Anil touches the feet of the oldest staff member ,whom he affectionately calls "Kaka"
anil
This lighthearted farewell underscores both Anil's arrogance and genuine affection for the people who raised him. Anil,
wearing a false air of confidence, heads toward the family car parked at the driveway, ready to embark on this new chapter.
Anil strides toward the car, tossing his bag into the back. He reaches for the door handle.
A hand lands on his, firm yet delicate. Time slows. The soft chirping of morning birds fades to a hush.
Anil pauses, then turns. Standing before him is SHAMBHAVI (20s, elegant, composed), her eyes sharp as a blade wrapped
in silk, calmly calculating.
ANIL
(taken aback)
Shambhavi...? Tum?!
A charged silence hangs between them. Anil’s confidence wavers—not fully, just enough to hint at the storm brewing
ahead.
FADE OUT.
EPISODE 5 FADE IN: EXT. PARKING LOT - DAY
Continuation from Episode 4. The Deshmukh bungalow looms in the background, its grandeur softened by morning light.
Anil stands by a sleek family car, his bag slung over one shoulder, still rattled from Shambhavi’s sudden appearance.
Shambhavi faces him, her eyes sharp with quiet confidence.
ANIL
(Shocked)
Shambhavi, tum...?
SHAMBHAVI
(firm, hint of superiority)
Anil
shambhavi
I have a shocking news for you..Tumhare papa ne mujhe Annapurna ka COO banaya hai..hum dono ek restaurant mein
honge.
ANIL
(biting, sarcastic)
Post COO ki..kaam watchman wala... Papa ko mujh par bharosa nahi, isliye tumhe mujhe par nazar rakhne bheja hai.
Shambhavi gives him a measured look, her lips curling slightly, savoring his discomfort.
SHAMBHAVI
(cool, pointed)
Unka concern bhi logical hai.Tum par bharosa ho sake aisa koi kaam bhi toh nahi kya.
She points to a rattling AUTO-RICKSHAW passing by, its faded paint catching the sun. An amused smirk plays on her
face.
SHAMBHAVI
(teasing)
Apne School se refund mang lo Anil...they have done a very bad job with your education..logical thinking or common sense
par kaam hi nahi hua.
Tum undercover junior chef banke ja rahe hoo..luxury car mein pahunchoge toh tumhara jhoot pakda jayega.
Anil winces, her logic hitting home but resentment simmering beneath his scowl. Shambhavi flags down the auto with a
casual wave.
ANIL
(incredulous)
SHAMBHAVI
(sharp, challenging)
Method acting, Anil. Commitment dikhao. Ya phir abhi se haar maan liye?
ANIL
(snapping back)
SHAMBHAVI
(calm, cutting)
I wont deny, Maza toh aaraha hai...aur roz aayega jab ..tum mujhe Ma'am keh ke bulaoge...job ke first day par late nahi
hote. MOVE!
Anil stands frozen, torn between annoyance and the sting of her words. With a grudging huff, he slings his bag tighter and
climbs into the cramped rickshaw, its torn seats creaking under him. His face is a storm of dread and defiance as the auto
sputters to life.FREEZE
EPISODE 6
FADE IN:
A modest room near the Annapurna outlet, sparse and worn. Sunlight filters through dusty curtains, illuminating a
SINGLE BED, OLD CUPBOARD, and a wobbly plastic chair—bare minimum. ANIL (mid-20s, intense, in a junior chef
uniform) enters, dropping his backpack on the creaky bed. A cloud of dust rises.
ANIL
(sarcastic, under breath)
Self-respect ka vibe check bhari pad gaya...khud hi apni life ka epic roast kar diya
maine.
He wipes sweat from his brow, running a hand along the flaky wall paint. Slumping onto the bed, the springs groan in
protest.
ANIL
(softly, to himself)
Teen mahine ka game hai bas. Slay karke out. Phir back to resort life.
Muffled VOICES drift from the hallway. Curious, Anil rises and peeks through the half-open door. Outside, SHAMBHAVI
(20s, elegant, composed) speaks to the LODGE MANAGER, her posture commanding. Anil’s jaw tightens, eyes
narrowing.
CUT TO:
A lavish, warmly lit hall glows with opulence. ANIL lounges on a plush couch, surrounded by 2-3 FRIENDS joking loudly.
DATTA (late 50s, powerful, composed) and SHAMBHAVI enter, carrying files, their focus intense.
DATTA
(ignoring Anil, to FRIENDS, proud)
Shambhavi se seekho tum log. World-class outlet ka model develop kiya hai. Uski dedication aur work ethic observe karo.
Anil watches, silent, a sting masked by a smirk flickering across his face.
FRIEND
(whispering)
CUT TO:
Shambhavi near the lodge manaher…her eyes fall on anil in his lodge room…lounging on the bed…she gets a flash…
SHAMBHAVI stands near the stairs, clutching a file. ANIL snatches it, folding it into a paper plane with exaggerated flair.
ANIL
(loudly, laughing)
Yeh paper shayad NASA se mangwayi hai? Dekho, udd bhi nahi rahi.
ANIL
(mocking)
His FRIENDS burst into laughter. Shambhavi freezes, her face flushed with embarrassment.
SHAMBHAVI
(sharp, controlled)
Tumhara problem kya hai? Mujhse problem hai… meri ability se problem hai… ya tumhre lack of talent se problem hai ?
ANIL
(biting back)
Bas ek hi problem hai. Tum log khane ke magic ko business banane mein lage ho. Tumhe toh yeh bhi nahi pata
ki adrak ko slice karne aur crush karne mein flavor ka kitna farak padta hai. Nahi pata hoga kyunki... tum aur
tumhare papa ka sirf ek hi talent hai—mere papa ki chamchagiri karna.
DATTA
(furious, stepping forward)
Mind your language! Naseeb se pehle talent aata hai… aap naseeb ka kha rahe hain… aur woh talent ka. Accept kar lo. Pack
your
Datta’s hand cracks across Anil’s face—a sharp SLAP echoes. Anil stands stunned, his smirk gone.
CUT TO:
Anil sprawls on the creaky bed, scrolling on his phone, the dim light casting shadows. Suddenly—THUD!—a stack of files
lands on his face, papers scattering.
ANIL
(sitting up, irritated)
FADE OUT.
EPISODE 7
FADE IN:
INT. SMALL LODGE ROOM - DAY
Continuation from Episode 6. A small, dusty room near the Annapurna outlet, its bare bones exposed: creaky bed, chipped
cupboard, wobbly plastic chair. Sunlight slices through broken blinds, casting jagged shadows. ANIL (mid-20s, intense, in
a junior chef uniform) sits on the bed’s edge, rubbing his forehead where a file hit him, anger simmering. Scattered papers
lie around him from the earlier THUD.
ANIL
(sitting up, irritated)
SHAMBHAVI (20s, elegant, composed) stands in the doorway, arms crossed, her gaze stone-cold.
SHAMBHAVI
(sharp, commanding)
Tum, Mr. Golden Spoon, your resort life is over. Welcome to the real world—jahan kaam se izzat milti hai, sirf surname se
nahi.
Grind mode on kar do… yahan swag mehnat ke paseene se aata hai, expensive perfume se nahi.
ANIL
(bitter, sarcastic)
You know, tumhari baatein sunkar mujhe kya feel ho raha hai? As if main koi foreign show ka Hindi dub dekh raha hoon.
Tum bhi tumhara normal mode on kar lo. Baba ki good books mein rehne ke liye yeh sab drama kar
SHAMBHAVI
(smirking, loaded with sarcasm)
I don’t care tum kya sochte ho. Mera job tumhare ego ko nahi, Annapurna ko sambhalna
hai. Datta sir ne sirf ek business nahi banaya—yahan job karne wale logon ki life banayi hai. Aur tum kya ho? Spoiled brat.
Jise samajh hi nahi aaya usse abroad kyun bheja gaya tha. Jo cooking ka passion leke
ghoomta hai, lekin life mein kabhi kitchen ki asli heat jheli hi nahi.
ANIL
(cutting)
Oh no, tumhara toh revenge mode on ho gaya. Badla le rahi hai mujhse. Abhi tak move on nahi ho payi.
SHAMBHAVI
(leaning in, with attitude)
Aww, still the victim, Mr. Golden Spoon?Sorry to break your bubble—main tumse badla
nahi, tumhari aukaat yaad dila rahi hoon. Tumhare jaison ke liye sympathy nahi hoti— sirf deadlines hoti hain. Just doing
my job.
ANIL
(hitting back)
Tumhare papa Annapurna mein manager the, isliye tujhe yeh job mili hai. Self-made nahi ho tum. You and me, we are on
the same boat.
SHAMBHAVI
(cold, cutting)
No, we are not on the same boat. Main apni capability roz prove karti hoon, aur tumhare paas attitude ke alawa kuch bhi
nahi hai. Main Datta sir ko
phir se fail hota nahi dekh sakti. So files uthao and get started.
SHAMBHAVI
(tersely, professional)
Aur haan, contract ke hisaab se tumhe outlet pe aadhe ghante mein report karna hai. Clock’s ticking.
SHAMBHAVI
(leaning in slightly)
...ya phir tum wahi karo jisme perfect ho— being a failure.
ANIL
(low, seething)
Shambhavi…
SHAMBHAVI
(curt)
It’s ‘Ma’am’.
She turns and strides out, heels clicking with mic-drop energy, leaving Anil stunned, his face a storm of rage and shock. He
glares at the scattered files and clothes on the bed.
CUT TO:
The room is a tornado of clothes—bags half-unzipped, suitcase spilling over. He is looking for his chef hat and his name
tag…rummaging through his suitcase…
ANIL
(muttering, breathless)
Finally he finds his name tag…stands near a mirror…puts it on…takes a deep breath…and rushes out
FADE OUT.
EPISODE 8
FADE IN:
EXT. ANNAPURNA HOTEL - DAY
A rundown hotel facade looms under a harsh sun. The “Annapurna” signboard, chipped and faded, flutters in a lazy breeze.
ANIL (mid-20s, intense, junior chef uniform) rushes into frame, apron half-tied, chef’s cap clutched in hand. Slightly out of
breath, he adjusts himself on the move, determination battling uncertainty in his eyes.
CUT TO:
ANIL steps in, scanning the space, trying to find his bearings.
His eyes catch a small sign: “KITCHEN →” with a faded arrow pointing down the hall. He quickens his pace, footsteps
echoing. The CAMERA PANS over an old service bell,
Anil stops at a door marked “KITCHEN.” He steels himself, takes a deep breath, and pushes it open.
CUT TO:
The kitchen splits down the middle, a clash of energy and attitude. One side is grim: two JUNIOR CHEFS (20s, weary)
work in silence, chopping and stirring with robotic precision, their eyes darting nervously.
The other side is a hangout zone: ANKITA (late 20s, sous chef, confident) lounges atop a counter, flanked by her TWO
LACKEYS—RASHMIKA and PRIYA (20s, sycophantic). They munch snacks, legs swinging, laughing mid-bite.
ANIL enters, his expression shifting from cautious to mildly horrified. He scans the chaos—no order, no hierarchy, no
respect. Dirty pots pile in a sink, spice jars sit open, and a faint burn smell lingers.
ANIL
(softly, to a JUNIOR CHEF)
Hi... Anil.
The JUNIOR CHEF barely glances up, rushing off, pretending not to hear.
A whiteboard catches Anil’s eye: “TODAY’S SPECIAL: Kokum Sherbet, Masala Bhindi, Kadhai Paneer...”
ANKITA
(not missing a beat)
Yeh, slow train… pick up! Today’s special mein se Paneer ganjyong in 7 minutes.
The JUNIOR CHEFS spring into frantic motion. Ankita turns back to her snacks, grinning at Rashmika’s giggle.
Anil stands frozen, lost in the battle zone. Nobody directs him. Nobody cares.
ANKITA
(eyeing him, annoyed)
Hey you?
ANKITA
(mocking)
New recruit, haan? Statue ho kya? Go get me a Kokum drink, make yourself of some use.
Anil faces her fully. Their eyes lock—hers playful, mocking; his nervous, but masking it with a flicker of defiance. Ankita
smirks, like a cat sizing up a new mouse.
FADE OUT.
EPISODE 9
FADE IN:
INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
ANKITA
(mocking)
New recruit, haan? Statue ho kya? Go get me a Kokum drink, make yourself of some use.
Her tone slices through the noise. ANIL (mid-20s, intense, junior chef uniform) flinches, nodding hastily, his chef’s cap
slightly askew.
ANIL
(nervous)
Yes... abhi laya
ANKITA
(mocking)
Koi spark hi nahi hai kisi mein. Sab ke sab ekdam thande. Juice.
Anil scans the kitchen, lost. Shelves blur, stations overwhelm. His eyes dart like a trapped animal’s.
SUMIT
(half-whispering, pointing)
Anil bolts to the fridge, yanking it open. He grabs a bottle of kokum sherbet, hands trembling slightly. Snatching a tray and
glass, he pours carefully, pink liquid glinting. Behind him, the kitchen rages—pans sizzle, orders bark.
SUMIT (20s, shy, thin, junior chef) mops the floor nearby, slow and silent, fading into the background.
Anil steadies the drink, sets it on the tray, and turns toward Ankita. Her eyes burn a hole through him, impatient.
ANKITA
(stern)
Anil hurries, tray wobbling. He doesn’t see the wet patch Sumit just mopped. His foot hits it—
The kitchen freezes. Pots stop clanging. Even the fans seem to hush. All eyes lock on the scene.
Anil stands frozen, clutching the empty tray, eyes wide. He opens his mouth—
ANIL
(stammering)
I—I’m so sor—
Too late. ANKITA strides toward him, face burning with rage.
THWACK! A hard SLAP cracks across Anil’s face. The sound echoes.
FADE OUT.
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EPISODE 10
SCENE 1. INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
Kokum juice drips from Ankita's clothes and hair. The kitchen remains frozen in silence after the slap.
Ankita, seething with rage, pushes their hands away. Anil stands motionless, his cheek still red from the slap. Sumit steps
forward nervously, his thin frame trembling.
SUMIT
(voice quivering)
Ankita Ma'am... please... meri galti thi...maine balti beech mein rakh di...upar se Floor geela tha..iska fault nahi hai..pehla
din hai iska aaj .
ANKITA
(venomously)
Shut up!!!...corner mein ja ke khada hoga tujhe toh baad mein dekhungi.
Sumit shrinks back, Ankita turns back to Anil, scanning him from head to toe with disgust. She notices his uniform name
tag.
ANKITA
(yanking off his name tag violently)
Anil, haan? Aaj ke baad yeh naam yaad rakhungi main. Tujhe pata hai kitne log line mein khade hain is naukri ke liye? Ek
second mein fire karwa dungi
ANKITA
(with cold precision)
Ghutne tek ke maafi maang. Abhi. Sabke saamne. Varna job par tera pehla aur aakhri din hoga.
ANIL
(trying to sound reasonable)
ANKITA
(cutting him off, screams)
The kitchen door swings open. RAJIV (35 s, manager, formal demeanor) enters, taking in the scene with raised eyebrows.
RAJIV
(authoritative)
ANKITA
(immediately playing victim)
Sir! Dekhiye!Is naye ladke ne mujh par poora kokum sherbet gira diya! Deliberately! Mera uniform kharab kar diya, baal
kharab kar diye, aur attitude dekho—maafi bhi nahi maang raha hai dhang se!
RAJIV
(looking sternly at Anil)
Tum naye ho? First day pe hi drama? Sorry bolo aur kaam par lago
ANKITA
(manipulative)
Sir, aise nahi. Proper maafi mangni padegi. Ghutne tek ke. Staff ke saamne respect dikhani padegi.
ANKITA
(with false sweetness)
Maafi mang lo, varna Rajiv sir, poora management yahi dekhte hain... jhat se naukari chali jayegi.
Anil's jaw tightens. His fists clench and unclench at his sides. For a moment, the old Anil—the arrogant, privileged
Deshmukh heir—flashes in his eyes. Then he remembers his mission, his promise to his father, his own words about proving
himself.
RAJIV
(checking watch impatiently)
Every eye in the kitchen is fixed on Anil. Sumit looks away, unable to watch. The junior chefs exchange uncomfortable
glances.
Slowly, reluctantly, Anil lowers his eyes. His body tenses as he begins to bend his knees—
SHAMBHAVI
(voice cutting through the kitchen)
All heads turn to the doorway where Shambhavi stands, arms crossed, eyes taking in the scene with cold calculation.
FREEZE.
EPISODE 11
The kitchen remains frozen in tension. ANIL stands with eyes downcast, on the verge of kneeling. ANKITA's
posture radiates triumph despite her kokum-stained clothes. Just as Anil begins to bend his knees—
SHAMBHAVI
(voice cutting through the silence)
All heads turn. SHAMBHAVI strides in confidently, her heels clicking against the floor. Her eyes scan the scene
with cold calculation.
Ankita straightens slightly, uncertainty flickering across her face.
SHAMBHAVI
(surveying the scene methodically)
yahan aisa drama roz hota hai ...ya aaj koi special day hai ?
She gestures at the scene - Anil's ripped name tag, Ankita dripping with kokum juice, the tense staff watching.
ANKITA
(suspicious, still maintaining authority)
Excuse me, who the hell are you ? Aur mere kitchen mein kya kar rahi ho?
SHAMBHAVI
(with cool authority)
ANKITA
(recovering, putting on professional charm)
Ohh ..hume kisi ne inform nahi kiya tha..! Welcome, ma'am.I am ankita.
She extends her hand but then pulls back, indicating her stained clothes.
ANKITA
(turning accusatory, pointing at Anil) Ma'a, yeh new recruit hai.
First day, aur dekho kya kiya isne… Irresponsible, tacky, Ma'am,
isko abhi ke abhi nikal do. My hotel has some reputation... I
can't keep such losers in my kitchen.
SHAMBHAVI
(firm, with razor-sharp clarity)
ANKITA
Datta Deshmukh
SHAMBHAVI
Toh next time se unke behalf par tum decide mat karana , ki yahan kaun rahega aur kaun nahi...name tag do.
The kitchen grows even quieter. Ankita, momentarily stunned by the direct confrontation, slowly places the
name tag in Shambhavi's outstretched palm.
SHAMBHAVI
(turning to address everyone)
RAJIV
(clapping hands)
Chalo, chalo, sab log kaam pe lag jao! Ankita, tum change kar lo uniform.
As the staff disperses, Shambhavi turns to Anil. Her face betrays no familiarity, only professional detachment.
SHAMBHAVI
(coldly professional)
Anil gives a slight nod, his expression carefully neutral despite the relief in his eyes. He follows Shambhavi
toward the door.
ANKITA
(to her friends, sotto voce)
As Anil exits behind Shambhavi, SUMIT watches with genuine concern. cut to
SHAMBHAVI places ANIL's name tag on the desk. An awkward silence fills the room.
SHAMBHAVI
(uncomfortable)
Humein tumhari identity reveal kar deni chahiye? Staff ka behavior instant change ho jayega.
ANIL
(determined)
ANIL(with resolve)
Meri identity tab bataunga jab ..is jagah ko insaano ke layak bana du..bahut sare log hai yahan jinko expose
karne mein mujhe bada maza aayega.
SHAMBHAVI
(warning) They are pack of wolfs ..tumhe khan jayenge
ANIL
Bhediye sirf kamzor ko khaate hain, Main Deshmukh hoon –
.bhediyo ko insaan banaunga..aur is outlet ko profitable.
cut to
EPISODE 12
SCENE 1. INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
ANIL enters the kitchen, eyes downcast but shoulders squared in an attempt to appear composed. The kitchen staff glance at
him with curious looks, some whispering. He spots SUMIT at a prep station, methodically chopping vegetables.
SUMIT
I'm so sorry... meri wajah se itni problem hui. ...
ANIL
(casual, waving it off)
SUMIT
(lowering his voice)
ANIL
(with a small smile)
SUMIT
(urgent, glancing around)
Anil picks up a knife, subtly examining it. His grip is awkward, betraying his inexperience with this basic task.
ANIL
(trying to sound confident)
SUMIT
(pointing)
Anil begins slicing, his movements hesitant. The cuts come out wildly inconsistent - some pieces fat and chunky, others
paper-thin. Sweat beads on his forehead as he tries to speed up.
ANKITA approaches with RASHMIKA and PRIYA flanking her. Her uniform is changed, but her smug expression
remains.
ANKITA
(loudly, for everyone to hear)
Oh! new COO ne tumhe second chance de diya. But tumhare cutting skills dekh kar lagta hai, zyada der tikoge nahi yahan.
She picks up one of Anil's mangled capsicum pieces, dangling it between her fingers.
ANKITA
(mockingly)
Kya tumhe lagta hai ki humare guests aisi vegetables kha payenge? School ke bacche bhi isse behtar cut kar sakte hain.
The kitchen staff pause their work, watching the confrontation unfold.
ANIL
(maintaining composure, with slight defiance)coustmer , scale leke ek ek
piece naap ke thodi na khaane nahi wale..taste matter karta hai.
COMMANDING VOICE
(booming from behind)
The kitchen falls silent. Everyone, including Ankita and her friends, turns toward the voice. Their expressions shift to
immediate deference or fear. Anil, confused, turns around more slowly.
Sumit frantically straightens his posture. Ankita's smug expression vanishes, replaced by a professional mask.
Anil stands frozen, knife still in hand, unsure how to react to this new presence that has clearly altered the entire kitchen's
atmosphere.
freeze.
EPISODE 13
SCENE 1. INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
COMMANDING VOICE
(booming from behind)
The camera pans to reveal RAVIKANT (50s, imposing, meticulous), the Head Chef, stepping forward with authoritative
presence. His chef's whites are pristine, in stark contrast to the general state of the kitchen.
SUMIT
(leaning in, whispering to anil)
Ravikant squares up to Anil, folding his arms across his chest in a show of dominance. His eyes scan Anil's uneven
vegetable cuts with cold assessment.
RAVIKANT
Toh tumhe lagta hai magic sirf taste mein hota hai, huh? Presentation,
consistency, technique—yeh sab kuch nahi hai?
ANIL
(attempting confidence)
RAVIKANT
(cutting him off)
Kitchen mein baat nahi, kaam bolta hai. Aaj tum sous chef ho.
He turns abruptly to Ankita, who appears surprised.
RAVIKANT
(with authority)
Ankita aaj tum audience ho, Let's see what our... new recruit can do.
Ankita's initial shock transforms into a wicked smile as she realizes what's happening.
ANKITA
(sweetly venomous)
She exchanges a knowing look with Ravikant, then steps away from the main work area, positioning herself where she can
watch Anil's impending failure.
RAVIKANT
(addressing the entire kitchen, setting a digital timer)
45 minutes! mein main dish complete hona chahiye. Perfect presentation, perfect taste.
RAVIKANT
(with deadly precision)
The kitchen staff nods nervously. Sumit gives Anil an apologetic look before reluctantly stepping away.
RAVIKANT
(quietly threatening)
Tumne taste ke baare mein bada claim kiya hai. Let's see if you can back it up.
RAVIKANT
(louder, to everyone)
The kitchen springs into action around Anil, but a small circle of emptiness surrounds him—no one dares approach to help.
Anil stares at the ingredients, then at the timer already counting down.
ANKITA
(from the sidelines, just loud enough for Anil to hear)
Anil takes a deep breath, picks up a knife with slightly more confidence, and begins assessing the ingredients. His
expression shifts from anxiety to determination as he rolls up his sleeves.
Close-up on Anil's face—a mixture of intensity and apprehension as the timer ticks loudly in the background.
Freeze.
EPISODE 14
SCENE 1. INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
The timer counts down mercilessly. ANIL moves frantically between stations, his chef's coat now stained with various
splatters. His movements show determination but lack the practiced efficiency of a professional chef.
ANIL
(to himself, rushing)
He nearly slips when salt spills across the floor. Spices scatter as he fumbles with containers.
Rasmika
Ankita
(nodding, mumbling)
Ravikant sir ko khud ke alawa kisi aur ka haat ka bana khana accha hi nahi lagta.
Ankita has to be given exit somewhere because next scene she is with rajiv…
RAVIKANT stands at a distance, arms folded across his chest, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches Anil struggle.
RAVIKANT
(calling out)
Anil's eyes dart to the clock, panic flashing across his face. He juggles multiple pans, trying to time everything perfectly.
ANIL
(under breath, determined)
The clock zooms into focus: 30 seconds remaining. Anil grabs the plate, hands shaking slightly as he arranges the final
elements.
RAVIKANT
(counting down)
BUZZER SOUNDS loudly. Anil places the final garnish just as time expires. He steps back, disheveled and sweating, but
with a hint of pride in his eyes.
The kitchen staff holds their breath. SUMIT looks on with a mixture of hope and anxiety.
A rich, complex aroma fills the air. Even the junior chefs inhale appreciatively despite themselves.
Ravikant approaches slowly, deliberately, like a judge approaching the condemned. He picks up a spoon, scoops a precise
amount, and tastes it.
A brief flash of surprise crosses his face—the flavor is genuinely impressive. He quickly masks it with his usual stern
expression.
Pujit - If we have exposed what the beggars are eating yesterday while shooting then food has to be the same…agar zyada
nahi dikhaya hai then lets be clear what he will cook…
RAVIKANT
(professional tone)
RAVIKANT
(nodding)
He puts down the spoon without comment, wipes his mouth with a napkin, and turns to leave.
ANIL
(tentatively)
Sir?
Ravikant pauses briefly, turns to look at Anil with an unreadable expression, then walks out without a word.
The kitchen remains suspended in silence until the door closes behind him.
SUMIT
(hurrying to Anil's side, whispering)
Kuch bhi nahi bola... bina kuch kahe chale gaye. God knows kya socha unhone dish ke baare mein.
Anil stares at the doorway, then down at his creation—a beautiful dish that took everything he had.
The camera lingers on Anil's face—sweat-streaked, tired, but showing a mixture of relief and apprehension. For the first
time, he's genuinely invested in the outcome of his work.
freeze.
EPISODE 15
SCENE 1. INT. RAJIV'S OFFICE CABIN - DAY
RAJIV sits behind his desk while ANKITA perches on the edge, leaning closer than professional boundaries would suggest.
ANKITA
(gleeful, vindictive)
( laughs)
Haath kaap rahe the uske! Vegetables cutting dekhi maine - disaster!
RAJIV
(leaning back, smug)
ankita
Coo se maine bhi uski complaint ki thi...aur same day Ravikant sir ke test mein bhi fail hoga...Agar aaj hi fire ho jaye toh
suprise mat hona.
rajiv
Their fingers intertwine. Ankita leans closer, a conspiratorial smile on her face.
Suddenly, the door CREAKS open without warning. They hadn't heard a knock.
RAVIKANT stands in the doorway, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. Silence falls like a heavy curtain.
Ravikant says nothing, his gaze moving from their hastily separated hands to their guilty faces. The silence stretches
uncomfortably.
Close-up on Ravikant's face - calculating, cold, unreadable. Power has just shifted hands, and they all know it.
FREEZE.
EPISODE 16
Close-up on RAVIKANT's face - calculating, cold, unreadable. ANKITA and RAJIV remain frozen, caught in their
compromising position. The tension is palpable.
RAVIKANT
(breaking the silence, voice dripping with vicious sarcasm)
kitchen se zyaada heat toh is cabin mein hai ! Naya recruit cooking improve kar raha hai aur tum dono...chemistry..
He steps into the room, door closing behind him with an ominous click.
ankita
ravikant
Chef Ankita! woh chopping , cutting improve karne se apna kaam shuru karega aur tumhare termination letter pe khatam.
Tab yeh... office romance bhi rescue nahi karega...
ankita
ravikant
NEW COO..Usne abhi hum teeno urgent meeting ke liye bulaya hai.
Ankita's smug expression wavers, a flash of genuine worry crossing her face.
RAVIKANT
(with biting sarcasm)
High heels waali madam Humein kitchen chalana sikhayegi ! Next, mujhe cooking sikhane ke liye koi 5-saal ka bachcha bhej
denge. Brilliant management strategy!
He strides out of the room without waiting for a response, leaving the door wide open behind him - a clear signal they
should follow immediately.
freeze
EPISODE 17
SCENE 1. INT. SHAMBHAVI'S OFFICE CABIN - DAY
RAVIKANT, RAJIV, and ANKITA enter SHAMBHAVI's office. Despite its small size, the space is immaculately
organized - a stark contrast to the chaotic kitchen. Shambhavi sits behind her desk, reviewing documents with methodical
precision.
The three of them stand awkwardly, still processing their earlier confrontation.
SHAMBHAVI
(looking up, professional but cold)
Aayiye. Baithjiye.
SHAMBHAVI
(addressing each with deliberate formality)
Head Chef Ravikant, Operations Head Rajiv, aur... Sous Chef Ankita, right ?
ANKITA
(attempting confidence)
Yes, ma'am.
SHAMBHAVI
(with a pointed smile)
Hard work.
Her tone makes it clear she's not entirely convinced of Ankita's qualifications.
shambhavi
Hardwork ka result ..outlet ke profit sheet par nahi dikh raha hai..Outlet toh wahi ka wahi hai, par tum sabhi graph
upwards hai... (pause) strange,
She arranges some papers on her desk, letting the silence stretch uncomfortably.
SHAMBHAVI
(direct, authoritative)
I’m reporting directly to the Founder—Mr. Datta Deshmukh. Mujhe yahan bheja gaya hai to fix this outlet—My staregy is
to keep it simple..agar koi cheez outlet ke liye work nahi kar rahi ..then replace it (smiles coldly) Aur mujhe lagta hai sabhi
samajh gaye hain?
SHAMBHAVI
(firm, no-nonsense)
Ravikant and Rajiv exchange subtle glances, realizing their under-the-table operations might be in jeopardy.
RAJIV
(cautiously)
RAVIKANT
(professional but with underlying resistance)
Kitchen ke matters mein, as Head Chef, mujhe thoda freedom chahiye hoga
SHAMBHAVI
(cool smile) full freedom hai..jab tak mujhe profit dikhega..Fair ?
SHAMBHAVI
(standing, signaling the meeting's end)Good.Every monday, I expect
detailed reports on kitchen inventory, staffing, and customer feedback
SHAMBHAVI
(casual yet calculated, to Ankita)
Cooking ke alawa, team leadership par bhi kaam kijiye... it might affect your next promotion. After all, chef sirf taste se nahi,
teamwork se bhi banta hai.
Ankita's face flushes with anger and embarrassment. She manages a tight nod before exiting.
Shambhavi watches them leave, satisfaction glinting in her eyes as she realizes she's successfully unsettled the established
power dynamics.
cut to
A small, cluttered office (pujit - at qyuki we have to see which office we are giving to ravikant…his office has to be bigger
than rajiv’s). RAJIV paces anxiously while ANKITA stands with arms crossed. RAVIKANT leans against the wall,
unnervingly calm.
RAJIV
(agitated, running hands through hair) Ab tak humne jo system set ki
thi...yeh bigaadne aayi hai.
ANKITA
(concerned, fidgeting with her chef's coat)she's watching everything.
Agar usse hamare game ka pata chal gaya toh?
RAJIV
(worried)
Datta Deshmukh direct report le raha hai usse. Ek complaint, aur humari naukri gayi...
RAVIKANT
(dismissive, supremely confident)
RAVIKANT
(with casual arrogance)
Usse Kuch pata nahi chalega. Humne is jagah ko saat saal se chalaya hai. Ab tak koi humein hila nahi paya...certainly not
some new woman boss.
He waves dismissively.
RAVIKANT
(with quiet menace)
Let her try. Dekhte hain asli power kiske paas hai.
Ankita and Rajiv exchange worried glances, but Ravikant's confidence is unwavering.
The tension in the air is palpable, hinting at the brewing showdown. FREEZE
EPISODE 18
SCENE 1. INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
The kitchen bustles with activity. ANIL stands at his station, having just completed a dish. His workspace is cluttered with
utensils, spilled ingredients, and food scraps - evidence of his inexperienced but enthusiastic effort.
RAVIKANT enters, eyes sweeping across the kitchen before landing on Anil's messy station. His lips thin with
disapproval.
RAVIKANT
(coldly)
RAVIKANT
(pointing at the disorder)
ANIL
(quickly)
Yes, sir.
Anil immediately starts tidying, wiping counters and sweeping spilled salt from the floor. SUMIT glances over
sympathetically but doesn't dare help with Ravikant watching.
ANIL
(between cleaning tasks, cautiously hopeful)Sir, kaisi lagi meri dish ..
Kya yeh aaj serve karne ke liye theek hai?
Ravikant remains silent, offering only a dismissive shrug as he inspects another chef's work.
ANIL
(persisting, respectful but determined) Sir, aapka feedback mere liye
important hai. Main chahta hoon ki flavors perfect ho—
RAVIKANT
(cutting him off, temper flaring)
Jo kaha gaya hai, woh karo. Tumhe babysit karne ka time nahi hai mere paas.
Anil pauses in his cleaning, torn between backing down and pursuing his passion.
ANIL
(one more attempt)
RAVIKANT
(yelling)
Tasteless hai! Useless hai! garbage hai yeh.
Ravikant grabs the dish with clear intention of dumping it in the sink. Anil reacts instinctively, reaching out to stop him.
Their hands collide over the dish.
The kitchen falls silent. All activity ceases. JUNIOR CHEFS freeze, wide-eyed.
RAVIKANT
(voice dangerously low, seething)
Anil doesn't back down, his fingers still firmly on the dish, preventing Ravikant from tipping it.
Their eyes lock in a battle of wills - Ravikant's fury meeting Anil's determination. Neither man willing to yield.
The camera zooms in on their hands - locked in tension over the dish. Ravikant's knuckles white with rage, Anil's steady
despite the clear danger of his defiance.
The tension builds as the audience is left wondering if Anil has just sealed his fate at the restaurant.
freeze
EPISODE 19
SCENE 1. INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
Close-up on ANIL and RAVIKANT's hands locked in tension over the dish. The kitchen remains frozen in silence, everyone
watching.
After a tense moment, Anil slowly loosens his grip and steps back, though his eyes remain determined.
RAVIKANT
(voice low, dangerous)How dare you hold my hand! Tumhari himmat
kaise hui?
RAVIKANT
(dismissive)
Bakwaas hai yeh ...Waste of time, money and ingredients .End of discussion.
ANIL
(measured, respectful but firm)Sir, hum food business mein hai... khaana
phenk ke uska disrespect nahi kar sakte. Mana khana aapke standard ka
na hai... lekin bhooke ka pet toh bhar sakte hai ..
JUNIOR CHEFS exchange nervous glances. SUMIT watches with a mixture of admiration and fear.
RAVIKANT
(turning, eyes narrowed)
The kitchen door swings open. SHAMBHAVI enters, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.
SHAMBHAVI
(authoritative)
What's going on ?
Ravikant still holds the dish, caught between his intent and Shambhavi's interruption.
RAVIKANT
(irritated)
This is between me and the new recruit. Kitchen ka matter hai. In this kitchen, at least, it's my way or highway.
SHAMBHAVI
(coolly)
ANIL
(stepping forward)
Ma'am, Ravikant sir mere dish ko discard karna chahte hain. Maine suggest kiya ki ise waste na karein.
Shambhavi approaches, takes the dish from Ravikant's hands. He reluctantly lets go. She picks up a spoon, tastes a small
bite, considers it thoughtfully.
SHAMBHAVI
(matter-of-fact)
It tastes fine.
RAVIKANT
(defensive)
SHAMBHAVI
(cutting him off)
RAVIKANT
(voice rising)
SHAMBHAVI
(with calm authority)
SHAMBHAVI
(with pointed sarcasm)
Aur Ravikant ji, how the waste gets disposed off comes under my jurisdiction. Operational waste management. COO ka
kaam hai woh.
The camera lingers on Ravikant's furious expression and Anil's relieved yet uncertain look as the scene ends.
EPISODE 20
SCENE 1. EXT. OUTSIDE THE HOTEL - DAY
A small group of UNDERPRIVILEGED PEOPLE sit in a circle on the pavement outside the hotel. SUMIT distributes
containers of Anil's packaged food. Their faces light up as they receive the warm packages. ANIL stands nearby, watching
quietly. RAVIKANT observes from a distance, arms folded tightly across his chest.
UNDERPRIVILEGED MAN #1
(opening container eagerly)
UNDERPRIVILEGED MAN #1
(genuinely surprised)
Ravikant's jaw tightens visibly. He shifts his weight, uncomfortable with the praise.
UNDERPRIVILEGED WOMAN
(savoring each bite)
kamaal hai!
UNDERPRIVILEGED MAN #2
(to Sumit)
Bhai, jisne bhi banaya hai, usko bolna...uske haath mein jaadu hai
Sumit smiles and glances toward Anil, who tries to remain humble but can't hide the small, satisfied smile forming on his
lips.
SUMIT
(proud of his colleague)
UNDERPRIVILEGED WOMAN
(looking at Anil with genuine gratitude)
Ravikant watches this exchange, his scowl deepening. He sees the genuine praise Anil is receiving and the quiet respect
forming in the staff's eyes.. Ravikant's expression grows darker with each compliment.
He turns abruptly on his heel and storms off toward the hotel, not bothering to hide his irritation.
The camera lingers on Sumit's satisfied smile as he watches the people enjoy the meal. He exchanges a glance with Anil,
who stands in the background with a mixture of humility and quiet pride on his face.
Anil nods, his expression suggesting this small victory means more to him than any fancy restaurant review ever could.
cut to
Shambhavi sits at a small table, finishing her dinner. A soft lamp casts a warm glow over the modest room.
A discreet rustling sound at the door. A card slips through the gap underneath.
Shambhavi notices, rises, and picks it up. It's a short note of thanks. She opens the door swiftly, spotting Anil trying to slip
away down the corridor.
SHAMBHAVI
(calling after him)
ANIL
(walking back toward her)
Thank you kehna chahta tha. Aaj kitchen mein Ravikant sir ko rokne ke liye.
SHAMBHAVI
(dismissive shrug)
Main sirf khana waste hone se rok rahi thi. I hate wasting food. In fact, kal se leftovers needy ko distribute karne ka system
implement kar rahi hoon. No point letting it go to waste.
ANIL
(smile widening, curious)
SHAMBHAVI
(changing the topic ) Kal se today's special
As she speaks, Anil's gaze drifts behind her, into her room. His expression shifts to surprise as he notices something
partially hidden.
ANIL
(pointing)
Shambhavi turns around, following his gaze. Her eyes widen with sudden embarrassment, caught off guard by his
curiosity.
cut to
EPISODE 21
SCENE 1. INT. SHAMBHAVI'S LODGE ROOM + CORRIDOR -
NIGHT
Shambhavi stands awkwardly by her table where a half-eaten container of Anil's dish sits in plain view. She shifts slightly,
trying to block it from his line of sight.
ANIL
(smirking)
Accha khana khilane ke liye thank you bolna tha toh bol deti... itna kyun formal ho rahi ho?
SHAMBHAVI
(embarrassed, then composing herself)Woh... main bas...
SHAMBHAVI
(honest) Alright, yes—the food was amazing. Thank you.
A brief genuine smile crosses her face before she returns to her professional demeanor.
SHAMBHAVI
(more serious) Par tumhe pata hona chahiye ..Aaj tumne Head chef
Ravikant ko Insecure kar diya hai.. He will make your life hell. woh saalo
se yahan hai...uske log hai yahan..tum naye naye aaye ho ..be careful.
ANIL
(shrugging with casual confidence)
As Anil walks away, Shambhavi watches him go, her brow furrowed slightly. The scene ends with Shambhavi alone in her
room, staring at the doorway.
cut to
RAVIKANT sits behind his desk, brooding. RAJIV paces anxiously while ANKITA leans against the wall. The room is
dimly lit, creating long shadows.
RAJIV
(agitated)
coustumers ...woh gareeb log sabko uska khana pasand araha tha .. Yeh humare liye acchi baat nahi hai .
ANKITA
(nodding)
i agree , Uska confidence badh raha hai—aur Shambhavi bhi uska support kar rahi hai. Humein usko rokna hoga,
RAVIKANT
(calm but determined)
Agar Anil ko lagta hai ki ek acchi dish bana kar apni position secure kar lega, toh woh illusion mein hai.
He drums his fingers on the desk methodically.
RAVIKANT
(deliberate)..Kal usse dikha dunga..yahan kisi ki chalti hai..
Rajiv stops pacing, exchanging a knowing look with Ankita. They silently agree.
The scene ends on his ominous expression, heightening the sense of impending danger for Anil.
freeze
EPISODE 22
SCENE 1. INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
Early morning in the kitchen. ANIL enters, looking determined but wary. RAVIKANT and ANKITA exchange knowing
glances.
RAVIKANT
(with false pleasantness)
ANKITA
(shoving a mop in Anil's hands)
RAVIKANT
(dropping a massive sack of onions)
ANKITA
(criticizing)
ANKITA
(snapping)
Move faster, newbie! Hum yahan charity nahi chala rahe hain!
SUMIT
(whispered, helping wipe counters)
Sir, main help karta hoon.
ANIL
(grateful but concerned)
ANKITA
(mocking)
Itni slow speed se kaam karoge toh tumhari retirement age tak yeh onions nahi kat payenge!
RAVIKANT
(smirking)
clueless, exhausted. Main ensure karunga ki woh hamare saamne ghutno pe aake mercy ki bheek maange...
ANKITA
(pleased)
Final shot: ANIL stands alone at his station, shoulders slumped, staring at another pile of tasks. His hands are raw from
washing dishes, his chef's coat stained with sweat. SHAMBHAVI watches from the doorway, concern in her eyes.
SHAMBHAVI
(under her breath)
freeze
EPISODE 23
SCENE 1. INT. SMALL LODGE ROOM - DAY
A loud alarm BLARES from Anil's phone. ANIL groans, his hand emerging from beneath the sheets to blindly hit snooze
before disappearing again.
Time dissolves, showing the alarm ringing multiple times. Each time, Anil silences it with increasing frustration.
The camera pans to the door. KNOCKING begins, soft at first, then growing more insistent.
SHAMBHAVI
(voice through door)
Finally, the door swings open. SHAMBHAVI enters, worry etched on her face. She spots Anil's form under the sheets.
SHAMBHAVI
(rushing to the bed)
Anil! Kya ho gaya? You're late... tumhe kitchen mein pahunchna tha!
She shakes his shoulder. Anil barely opens his eyes, looking drained and defeated.
ANIL
(without lifting the sheet, voice flat)Nope. Not happening. Main nahin
jaa raha hoon wapas kaam pe... I'm literally done. Like, completely done.
SHAMBHAVI
(taken aback)
She tries to pull the sheet away, but Anil holds it firmly.
ANIL
(exhausted, with bitter sarcasm)
SHAMBHAVI
(disbelieving)
ANIL
(muffled, defeated but defensive)
Vibe check fail ho gaya wahan. Kitchen fallen red flag energy de Raha hai
SHAMBHAVI
(irritated now)
Toh yeh tha tumhara determination? Yeh tha passion? Ek do challenge aaye aur tum toot gaye?
SHAMBHAVI
(frustrated, moving toward door)
Fine. Bister mein pade raho. Main Datta sir ko call karke bata deti hoon ki unka beta surrender kar chuka hai.
ANIL
(bolting upright, sputtering)
freeze
EPISODE 24
SCENE 1. INT. SMALL LODGE ROOM - DAY
SHAMBHAVI stands by ANIL's bed, frustration evident on her face. Anil lies under the covers, deliberately ignoring her
presence.
In a sudden moment of exasperation, Shambhavi grabs a jug of water from the bedside table and splashes it directly on
Anil's face.
ANIL
(bolting upright, sputtering)
SHAMBHAVI
(arms crossed, fury unleashed)
Anil rises from the bed, water dripping from his hair and face, anger building.
ANIL
(agitated)
Main kisi ko kuch prove nahi karna chahta! This toxic environment isn't worth it—I'm done! for real.
SHAMBHAVI
(challenging)
ANIL
(grabbing a towel, wiping his face)
Mera janam ..Ravikant jaise toxic insaan ka ego pamper karne ke liye nahi hua ..I don't need this drama!
SHAMBHAVI
(with unexpected determination)
Fine! Jao tum! But I'm staying—with or without you. Uncle ne mujhe tumhe support karne ke liye bheja tha... Maine
promise kiya hai, aur main woh nibhaungi.
She moves toward the door, pausing with her hand on the knob.
SHAMBHAVI
(disappointed)
Tumse expect nahi kiya tha ki tum itni jaldi toot jaoge.
She storms out, slamming the door behind her. Anil stands there fuming, then starts angrily throwing clothes into his bag.
ANIL
(into phone)
Sumit, agar tum yeh kehne ke liye call kar rahe ho ki mujhe wapas aana chahiye, toh bhool jao!
As he listens, his expression transforms from anger to shock. Color drains from his face.
ANIL
(voice dropping, stunned)
What??
freeze.
EPISODE 25
SCENE 1. INT. SHAMBHAVI'S OFFICE CABIN - DAY
SHAMBHAVI sits at her desk, visibly on edge. She shuffles papers distractedly, glancing at her phone. When ANIL walks
in suddenly, calm yet purposeful, she looks up in surprise.
ANIL
(without preamble, direct)
SHAMBHAVI
(blinking in confusion)
What? Kyun—?
ANIL
(cutting her off, voice firm)
Just do as I say.
SHAMBHAVI
(slowly nodding)
SHAMBHAVI
(calling after him)
ANIL
(with quiet determination)
Main tab tak nahi jaunga jab tak is jagah ko theek nahi kar leta.
RAVIKANT and ANKITA lounge near the prep area, relaxed and smug. JUNIOR CHEFS work quietly while ANKITA'S
LACKEYS hover nearby.
ANKITA
(chuckling)
Woh probably ab tak ghar ke aadhe raaste tak pahunch gaya hoga.
RAVIKANT
(smirking)
woh khud thodi jaa sakta ..main fire karunga sabke saamne.
The kitchen door swings open. ANIL strides in, head held high. The idle chatter ceases abruptly. Ravikant and Ankita
exchange stunned looks.
Anil walks directly up to them, stopping just a few feet away. The kitchen falls completely silent.
ANIL
(staring them down)
Maine apni game change kar di hai..Tum log mujhe tod nahi sakte. ..Victim mode se bahar aagay ahoon main ..bring it on ..
Koi bhi kaam de do—main handle kar lunga. Main ab tumse darta nahi hoon.
The camera lingers on the trio, tension thick in the air. Anil's unwavering stance suggests a major shift in power dynamics
as the scene fades to black.
freeze
EPISODE 26
SCENE 1. INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
RAVIKANT stands speechless, watching ANIL work with newfound confidence and precision. ANKITA hovers nearby,
equally stunned.
RAJIV rushes in, his face tense with urgency. He pulls Ravikant aside to a corner of the kitchen.
RAJIV
(whispering urgently)
RAVIKANT
(shock morphing into fury)
Kya?!
RAVIKANT
(through gritted teeth)
RAJIV
(nervously) is matter ko lightly nahi le sakte.
RAVIKANT
(decisively)
Without another word, he signals Rajiv, and the two storm out of the kitchen, leaving Ankita looking confused and the
junior chefs exchanging worried glances.
SHAMBHAVI sits at her desk reviewing documents. The door flies open as RAVIKANT and RAJIV barge in without
knocking.
RAVIKANT
(barely containing rage)
Mujhe aur Rajiv ko inform kiye bina..5 lakh sumit ke account mein trasfer kaise ho gaye?
Shambhavi looks up calmly, setting her pen down with deliberate slowness.
SHAMBHAVI
meri cabin aap logo ka personal drawing room hai kya?
rajiv
Nahi
sambhavi
Next time meri cabin mein enter hone ke pehle Knock karoge!
rajiv
(agitated)
SHAMBHAVI
(leaning back, crossing arms)
As per company policy, har employee ko medical insurance milta hai. Clearly, woh is outlet mein conveniently ignore kiya
gaya hai.
Ravikant and Rajiv exchange uneasy glances. Neither expected her to know this.
RAVIKANT
(defensive)
SHAMBHAVI
(gaze sharpening)
Really? Main find out karungi ki yeh policy kyun implement nahi ki gayi hai.
SHAMBHAVI
(with quiet authority)
But for now, Sumit ke pita ji ko immediate medical attention ki zarurat thi, aur as COO, main fund transfer authorized kar
sakti hoon..yeh mera right hai yeh. By the way Accounts department se pichle teen saal ke records mangwa liye hain maine.
Unhe check karne ka bhi mera right hai.
RAJIV
(muttering under his breath)
Tension thickens as Ravikant clenches his fists, realizing Shambhavi isn't just a passive overseer—she's actively
dismantling their control.
The camera zooms in on Ravikant's clenched fists and Shambhavi's unwavering expression as they stare each other down—
this battle has just begun.
freeze
EPISODE 27
SCENE 1. INT. SMALL LODGE ROOM - NIGHT
ANIL moves around his small room, tidying up. He arranges his chef's uniform, straightens a few items on the nightstand,
bringing order to the modest space.
As he works, brief flashes of the morning scene play in his mind - Shambhavi scolding him, the water splashing on his face.
He smiles slightly, shaking his head.
A soft rustle draws his attention to the door. A small card slips through the gap beneath it.
ANIL
(curious)
He picks up the card and opens it - a simple "Thank You" message inside. Recognition dawns on his face. He quickly moves
to the door and pulls it open.
SHAMBHAVI stands in the hallway, hands clasped in front of her, an awkward smile on her face.
SHAMBHAVI
(lightly)Socha ritual follow kar lu.
ANIL
(amused, leaning against doorframe)
SHAMBHAVI
(with a small shrug)
ANIL
(nodding)
SHAMBHAVI
(relieved)
ANIL
(genuine smile)
That's good.
ANIL
(inviting)
As Shambhavi takes a step forward, the door - already on weak hinges - lets out a long, ominous GROAN. The top hinge
suddenly SNAPS.
Anil's expression shifts to alarm as the heavy wooden door begins to tilt inward, directly toward Shambhavi. Time seems to
slow.
ANIL
(alarmed)
Watch out!
He lunges forward instinctively, reaching to push the falling door away from her.
The camera freezes on this moment of imminent danger - Anil's hand outstretched, Shambhavi's eyes widening with
realization, the door tilting precariously between them.
FREEZE.
EPISODE 28
ANIL
(concerned,)
Shambhavi steps back slightly, She notices a scrape across her palm.
SHAMBHAVI
(examining her hand)
I am fine ,maine subah ..is darwaje ko kholne ke liye kuch zyaada hi force use kar liya tha...nahi karna chahiye
tha .
He gestures toward the bed, the only place to sit in the small room.
ANIL
Baitho. First aid kit lata hoon
Shambhavi sits, watching as Anil rummages through his things, eventually finding Dettol and a clean cloth.
SHAMBHAVI
(dismissively)
ANIL
(sitting beside her, taking her hand gently)
He carefully cleans the wound. Shambhavi watches him, surprised by his gentleness.
SHAMBHAVI
(softly, almost hesitant)
ANIL
(focused on treating her wound)
Thanks ... mujhe realize karwane ke liye ki — sumit jaise aur bhi log hain ..jinke liye mujhe yahan ki saari
problem fix karni hogi.
Shambhavi observes him with new eyes, seeing a different side to him. Her phone RINGS. She checks the screen.
SHAMBHAVI
(surprised)
Datta Uncle...
SHAMBHAVI
(into phone)
Hello, Uncle.
DATTA'S VOICE
(gruff but curious)
Toh, mera laath sahib beta kaisa kar raha hai? Abhi tak bhaaga nahi?
Shambhavi's eyes meet Anil's. He pauses in treating her wound, listening, a mix of emotions crossing his face.
SHAMBHAVI
(with a small smile, still holding Anil's gaze)
Their eyes remain locked for a moment longer than necessary. Neither speaks, but something deeper than words
passes between them. freeze.
EPISODE 29
SCENE 1. INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
ANIL works meticulously at his station, His phone BUZZES in his pocket. He quickly wipes his hands and checks it -
Sumit calling.
ANIL
(answering quietly)
ANIL
(concerned)
SUMIT'S VOICE
(relieved)
ANIL
Thank God.
SUMIT'S VOICE
(emotional)
Bhai, tumne jo kiya hai mere liye... main kabhi nahi bhoolunga.
ANIL
(humbly)
Main Shambhavi ma'am ka bhi bahut ehsaanmand hoon..aaj tak humare company se emergency mein paison ki madad nahi
mili hai...Par bhai... tumhare liye mujhe bahut bura lag raha hai.
ANIL
(confused)
SUMIT'S VOICE
(hesitant)
Woh... Ravikant sir aur Ankita ma'am... unke wajah se tumko yeh sab jhelna pad raha hai
ANIL
Kya matlab?
RAVIKANT
(threatening)
Samajh le, Sumit. Agar woh naya ladka gaya, toh tu bhi gaya. Teri naukri, tere baba ka treatment... sab khatam.
SUMIT
(terrified)
Sir, please..
RAVIKANT
(coldly)
Toh phir Anil ko rokna padega. Usse request kar, emotional blackmail kar, jo karna hai kar...usse yahan rukna
hoga..aur main usse fire karunga..aur is kitchen ke andar example set karunga...yahan ka king main hoon.
ANKITA
(menacingly)
BACK TO PRESENT
SUMIT'S VOICE
(apologetic)
Main dar gaya tha, bhai. Naukri jaati toh ghar barbad ho jata. Isliye maine tumse ruk jaane ke liye kaha...
ANIL
(understanding)
its' ok..Sumit. Main samajh sakta hoon.
SUMIT'S VOICE
(relieved)
Par ab tum free ho, bhai. Ab tumko wahan rukne ki zaroorat nahi. Mere papa ko ab family sambhal legi. Main kal se wapas
aa jaunga.
ANIL
(with newfound determination)
Nahi, Sumit. Main kahin nahi ja raha. Tum bas apne papa ka dhyan rakho. Baki sab mujh par chhod do.
They end the call on a positive note. Anil takes a deep breath, feeling a new sense of purpose.
Just then, soft LAUGHTER reaches his ears from behind a nearby wall. Curious, he approaches quietly.
His eyes widen in shock at what he sees: ANKITA and RAJIV in an intimate embrace.FREEZE
ANKITA and RAJIV are in a secluded corner, unaware they're being watched. Ankita is nestled in Rajiv's arms, looking
up at him adoringly.
ANKITA
(softly) Anil aur Shambhavi ke vibes mujhe acche nahi lagte.
RAJIV
(stroking her hair)
Tum bhus mujhe romantic vibes deti raho...job ki tension chhod do?
He kisses her forehead. Anil's eyes narrow. He slowly pulls out his phone and starts recording their conversation.
RAJIV
(plotting)
ANKITA
(smirking)
Ravikant ne usse aisi duty di hai ki woh khud hi bhaag jayega. Kitchen staff se maine kaha hai ki uski help bilkul na karein.
RAJIV
(impressed)
ANKITA
(snuggling closer)
I am sure tum handle kar loge ..waise bhi tumhe khoobsurat ladkiyon se baat karna aata hai.
They both laugh softly. Anil continues recording, a mischievous smile forming on his lips.
RAJIV
(checking watch)
ANKITA
(pouting)
RAJIV
(kissing her quickly)
They separate. Anil quickly steps away, Anil watches his screen, ensuring he has enough proof before walking away, still
smiling cheekily. The episode ends, leaving viewers wondering: What will Anil do with this newfound ammunition?
FREEZE
Anil is at workstation ,He places the final garnish on the desih. Sumit with warm smile walks through the
kitchen doors,
ANIL
Sumit!
ANIL
Papa kaisa hai ab?
SUMIT
Recovery bahut achchi hai. Agle hafte tak discharge ho jayenge.
ANIL
Super.Ghar par rest karenge toh jaldi theek honge.
While they converse, Ankita glides toward Anil's unattended station. Her eyes dart around to ensure no one's
watching. She quickly opens a container of red chili powder, dumping a heap into Anil's prepared dish.
ANKITA
Ab maza aayega.
ANIL
Uncle ghar par aa jayenge toh dono bhai, 2 din off day lekar
milne chalenge
A WAITER approaches Anil's station, lifts the complete dish, and heads toward the dining area.
SUMIT
Rehne de…meri chutti ka quota over…
Ravikant sir jaane nahi denge..
ANIL
Arre aise kaise nahi denge…(before anil can complete his
sentence)
guest (OS)
Paani Paani..jaldi
Another guest
EPISODE 32
SCENE 1 INT. HOTEL KITCHEN - DAY
Anil and Sumit's conversation is cut short as the kitchen door flings open, and Ankita and Rajiv storm in. Ankita
marches straight to Anil, her face contorted with feigned anger.
ANKITA
Todays special dish tumne banayi thi ?
ANIL
Haan kyun?
Ankita
Tumhari galti ke wajah se ..Kal online stinker review likhne waale the ..
Ravij
Main roka unhe .refund aur extra free food dena pada
ANIL
Meri galti?..Maine dish taste ki thi. Perfect thi.
ANKITA
Perfect? Bullshit.adha kilo mirhci daal di thi tumne ( looks at
rajeev) Yeh kitchen mein rahega toh..yeh restaurant bandh ho
jayega..
RAJIV
I agree ..Tum ab ek liability ban chuke ho...
ANIL
CCTV footage chechk karo...pata chal jayega maine kitni mirchi
daali thi .
SCENE 2
RAJIV
WOW, tumne bahut smartly..footage delete kar diya ..taaki pata
hi na chale kitni mirchi daali thi.
ANIL
tumhare paas bhi toh koi proof nahi hai.
SUMIT
Anil itni badi galti nahi kar sakta..
ANKITA
Oh, toh changu aur mangu saath mein operate karte hai .. apne
partner in crime ko bachane aagaya.
ANKITA
Ek deal hai, Sumit. Anil pe blame daal do, aur main ensure
karungi ki tumhe kabhi struggle na karna pade. Tum hamesha
protected rahoge.
Sumit freezes, torn between his loyalty and the tempting offer. FREEZE.
Sumit stands frozen, his fingers trembling as he reaches for the cheque. Ankita’s smirk widens as she inches the
cheque closer to his grasp.
SUMIT
Paise ki aukaat dosti se zyaada nahi hoti !
He glares at Ankita.
SUMIT
Anil ko phasane ke liye yeh sab kar rahe ho na tum..Din ke end
mein kitchen ke dustdin mein se jo smell aati hai na...usse bhi buri
badbu tum dono ke character se aati hai.
Sumit throws the torn pieces of the cheque onto Ankita’s face. Ankita and Rajiv are stunned, Anil looks towards
Sumit with gratitude and a special bond of friendship.
Before anyone can react further, a booming voice fills the kitchen.
RAVIKANT
HOW DARE YOU!
Furious Ravikant, standing at the doorway, Ravikant takes menacing steps toward him. FREEZE
RAVIKANT
Aaj pheli baar ,coustumer ne meri authority pe sawal uthaya.
Mere kaam ke tarike ko question kiya aur mere saamne..mere
staff ki be-izzati hui.
RAVIKANT
Aur yeh hua tumhari wajah se!
RAVIKANT
Inhe dono ko bahar nikalo—abhi ke abhi!
The guards outside the kitchen move in, following Ravikant’s orders. Sumit and Anil exchange a tense glance,
realizing they are in serious trouble.
As the guards step closer, Shambhavi walks in, her presence instantly shifting the atmosphere. Ravikant’s glare
sharpens as he turns to face her.
RAVIKANT
Aaj indono ke jo kiya hai ..uske baad ..yeh dono yahan kaam nahi
kar sakte .
SHAMBHAVI
Itni jaldi kya hai, Mr. Ravikant?
Ravikant’s expression changes—perplexed, suspicious. The camera zooms in on the tense stand-off.
FADE OUT.
SHAMBHAVI
Aapke decision se zyaada Mere liye facts Important hai..By the
end of the day CEO aur board mujhse explanation mangege
aapse nahi.
She looks around the kitchen, letting the weight of her authority settle.
SHAMBHAVI
Anil ne Annapurna ki reputation bigaadi hai..iska koi evidence
hai aapke pass ?
She scans the faces of Ravikant, Rajiv, and Ankita—all remain silent.
SHAMBHAVI
Long Pause proves ..aapke pass koi evidence nahi hai.
Shambhavi smirks.
SHAMBHAVI
Luckily, mere paas kuch evidence hai.
SHAMBHAVI
Robin!
Robin, the CCTV manager, walks in. The room goes dead silent, and the camera zooms in on Ravikant’s face as
he realizes that the situation has just turned against him.
FFREEZ
36 to 52
SHAMBHAVI
Robin,tumne mujhe jo bataya woh sabko batao.
ROBIN
Ankita ma'am ne mujhe bola tha kitchen ka footage delete karne
ke liye. Kaha tha ki agar nahi kiya toh Rajiv sir..unke boyfriend...
mujhe naukri se nikal denge.
ANKITA
Kya bakwaas hai yeh! Main kabhi CCTV room gayi hi nahi!
ANKITA
Aur boyfriend? Kya nonsense hai!
RAJIV
(clearing throat)
Robin , aise false allegation kyun laga rahe ho..aur should I
ask...kiske kehne par laga rahe ho..
ANIL
Boyfriend waali baat bilkul sach hai.
ANIL
Ma'am?
Shambhavi nods. Anil turns the screen for all to see. Video shows Ankita and Rajiv embracing on the terrace.
Anil's subtle smirk. Camera pans across the stunned kitchen staff, then zooms in on the exposed trio—Ravikant, Rajiv, and
Ankita. Dead silence. Tension electric.FREEZE.
Ankita and Rajiv's faces turn pale as the video showing them cozying up plays on Anil's phone.
ANIL
Sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki yeh din dekhna padega ?
ANKITA
I will kill you
SHAMBHAVI
Enough
SHAMBHAVI
(with cold authority)
You both are terminated immediately.
RAVIKANT
Madam COO, par aapka decision galat hai. Rulebook dekhne ki
zaroorat padegi aapko.
RAVIKANT
(with quiet certainty)
Rules check kijiye, ma'am. Discipline breach pe terminate nahi,
demote karna hota hai. Disciplinary cases mein second chance
company ka core value hai.
SHAMBHAVI
You are right ,Rulebook mein likha hai ki indiscipline par second
chance
milta hai.
She pauses dramatically.
SHAMBHAVI
Lagta hai apne rule book dhang se padhi nahi ..kyun ki usmein
yeh bhi likha hai ki agar koi employee company ki reputation ko
damage kare, toh usse turant terminate kiya ja sakta hai.
She locks eyes with Ankita, who visibly trembles. Ankita's eyes fill with tears.
ANKITA
Ma'am, please, main—
SHAMBHAVI
Guards.
SHAMBHAVI
working hours mein inappropriate behavior ko encourage karne
ke liye—tumhari demotion hogi, aur do mahine ka pay cut.
Anil watches with admiration. His eyes meet Shambhavi's briefly, an unspoken gratitude passing between them.
Room falls silent. All eyes on Ravikant who stands visibly shaken but unable to counter.Camera closes on
Ravikant's face, Freeze.
FADE IN:
Dim lighting casts shadows. Ravikant sits in a leather armchair, swirling his drink. Rajiv paces anxiously.
RAVIKANT
MAine bola tha ..Ankita ...problem create karegi
RAJIV
Hum dono ka Career khatre mein hai ab
RAVIKANT
Shambhavi hai - har file, har transaction check kar rahi hai.
RAJIV
IPO bhi sirf teen din door. Disaster ho sakta hai. Vendor
payments, fake bills - sab band karna hoga.
RAVIKANT
Tracks cover karo. No loose ends.
Anil and Shambhavi sit at a small table by the window. Soft lighting casts a gentle glow on their faces.
ANIL
Big day...celebration toh banta hai.
Anil signals the waiter who places a champagne bottle on the table.
ANIL
Teen villan mein se ek gaya ..Rajiv aur Ravikant next..uske baad
Outlet negetivity free zone ho jayega.
SHAMBHAVI
Sorry Anil, not for me…
ANIL
Kyun nahi?
SHAMBHAVI
Maine khud se ek promise kiya hai—pehla
celebratory drink tab lungi jab hum is jagah ko completely clean
kar denge. Tab tak—lemonade.
ANIL
Lemonade it is.
ANIL
Accha Shambhavi, mujhe tumse do baat kehni thi.
SHAMBHAVI
Bolo.
ANIL
Sorry kehna tha.
SHAMBHAVI
Kis liye?
ANIL
Bachpan mein maine bahut hi toxic behave kiya tha tumhare
saath..to be very honest..bahut jealousy feel hoti thi tumse..tumhe
apne aap se compare karta tha..aur bahut hurt feel karta ...tum itni
perfect kaise..
He takes a breath.
ANIL
Lekin jabse hum dono ne ek saath kaam karna shuru kiya ..mujhe
realize hua ..tum sirf perfect hi nahi ho..fair bhi ho..whole
experience was very different.
Shambhavi listens, her expression softening. She takes a sip and smiles.
SHAMBHAVI
Aur ab tum mere baare mein kya sochte ho?
SHAMBHAVI
Accha, chodo. Dusri baat kya hai?
Anil leans forward, about to confess something. Shambhavi waits, anticipation in her eyes. (zyada lean nahi
karwana hai towards shambhavi…it should seem like a normal sweet confession)
A bright camera flash blinds him. He turns to see someone ducking behind a potted plant, camera visible.
FREEZE.
FADE IN:
Anil is visibly distracted, his gaze occasionally darting toward the spot where a camera flash was seen earlier.
Shambhavi, sipping her lemonade, notices his distant demeanor.
SHAMBHAVI
(softly)
Kya hua, Anil? Tum itne distracted kyun lag rahe ho?
ANIL
Nothing... kuch nahi.
Shambhavi leans in, resting her chin on her hand, giving him a warm, curious look.
SHAMBHAVI
Toh phir mujhe woh baat batao jo tum bolne waale the.
Anil looks into her eyes, hesitating for a moment. The warm glow from the candlelight reflects off their faces. He
takes a breath, about to confess his feelings, when a bright camera flash blinds him. Anil instinctively turns his
head toward the source, his body tensing.
SHAMBHAVI
Anil?
ANIL
(forcing a smile, standing up abruptly)
Mujhe suddenly kuch yaad aa gaya... I have to
leave.
SHAMBHAVI
(confused)
What?
ANIL
Tab’s on me. Hum kal baat karenge.
He rushes off, leaving Shambhavi sitting there, surprised and a little hurt. The camera lingers on Shambhavi’s
expression—puzzled and perplexed. It slowly pans to a close-up of the candle between their two half-consumed
lemonade glasses, flickering as though signaling the unresolved words between them. Freeze
Shambhavi stops at the doorway, her eyes narrowing as she takes in the scene. Ravikant sits comfortably in her
executive chair, swinging slightly back and forth with an infuriating smirk. Rajiv is lounging on the office sofa,
sipping a cup of tea, completely at ease. Shambhavi’s face hardens.
SHAMBHAVI
Tum dono meri office mein kya kar rahe ho?
Ravikant leans forward in the chair, resting his elbows on the desk.
RAVIKANT
(mockingly)
I am sure is chari par baith ne ki adat ho chuki hogi ab tak..Lekin
dheere dheere adat nikal dena..kyun ki isse bye bye kehne ka time
bahut jald aane wala hai .
SHAMBHAVI
GET OUT..
Ravikant ignores her demand and instead pulls out a tablet, tapping on the screen. A video begins to play—
images from the previous night showing Shambhavi and Anil at dinner, sipping lemonade, laughing, and
leaning toward each other. The footage includes multiple close-ups of their faces and the moment when Anil
appeared to confess something before leaving abruptly.
Rajiv chuckles.
RAJIV
junior chef aur COO ka affair...?
RAJIV
board ke nazar mein yeh
ek bada scandal ban sakta hai.
Shambhavi’s face remains calm, but her knuckles tighten around the coffee cup she’s holding. Before she can
respond, Anil walks in, unaware of what’s happening.
RAVIKANT
Wow..here comes your boyfriend..or should I say...toy boy.
The camera focuses on Shambhavi’s face, which flickers with a mix of rage and shock. Anil senses the hostility in
the room as Ravikant stands up, ready to deliver more damaging blows.
FREEZE
The atmosphere is charged with tension. Shambhavi stands firm, her jaw clenched. Ravikant, leaning back in
Shambhavi’s executive chair, grins smugly. Rajiv lounges on the sofa, a smirk on his face. Anil stands near the
door, his expression unreadable. The SPY, Rajiv’s accomplice, is not yet visible.
RAVIKANT
(smugly)
Wow..here comes your boyfriend..or should I say...toy boy.
Shambhavi—tumhe demote karun ya seedha CEO ko infomr kar
dun ki tumhara ek junior chef ke saath affair chal raha hai.. usse
fancy restaurants le ja rahi ho?..apni position ka abuse kar rahi
ho..
RAJIV
(grinning)
Board ko yeh story sunne mein bada mazaa aayega.
Shambhavi clenches her jaw, but before she can speak, Anil steps forward, his tone calm but cutting.
ANIL
Kyun, sir? Junior chefs insaan nahi hote? Unhe acchi jagah jaane
ka haq nahi?
RAVIKANT
(snarling)
Chup kar,
ANIL
Aaj mood nahi hai...Aaj chup karana ma Mood hai.
Anil walks to the door and pulls someone from behind it—the SPY who had been taking the photos and videos.
The SPY stumbles forward, looking terrified as he faces Ravikant and Rajiv.
RAJIV
(stammering)
Yeh kya—kaise—
ANIL
Kya laga tha...mujhe nahi pata chalega?
The camera zooms in on Ravikant’s seething expression as Anil steps closer to him.
ANIL
(taunting)
Tell me... CEO pehle kiski baat sunna pasand karega—aapki ya
meri?
FREEZE
The camera zooms in on Ravikant’s seething face as Anil steps forward confidently. Shambhavi stands firm, her
expression resolute. Rajiv looks shaken, while the SPY shares a nervous glance with him. Two GUARDS stand
by the door, ready to act.
ANIL
(taunting)
Tell me... CEO pehle kiski baat sunna pasand karega—aapki ya
meri?
Ravikant clenches his jaw, trying to keep his composure. The SPY, sweating, looks at Rajiv, guilt evident.
The SPY, holding a camera, speaks hurriedly to Rajiv over the phone.
SPY
Kaam ho gaya. Photos aur videos abhi bhej raha hoon.
CUT TO:
RAJIV
Good job. Yeh kaam aayega.
CUT TO:
Anil corners the SPY, grabbing him by the collar and roughing him up.
ANIL
Ek punch aage ke saare daant tutenge ...phir bolne mein bhi pain
hoga..usse better hai abhi bata de...kisne bheja hai
SPY
(panicked)
Rajiv
FLASHBACK ENDS
BACK TO:
SPY
Rajiv sir ne mujhe kayi baar use kiya hai.. employees ko false
bribery aur theft ke cases mein phasakar job se nikalne ke liye
RAJIV
Yeh... yeh sab jhooth hai! Iska koi proof—
SHAMBHAVI
(sternly)
Main abhi police ko bula sakti hoon aur tum par snooping,
blackmail, aur harassment ka case laga sakti hoon. Ya phir tum
khud resign kar do.
ANIL
(grinning)
Guards! Sir ko izzat ke saath humare outlet se bahar kar dijiye.
The two GUARDS walk in, grab Rajiv by the arm, and lead him away as he struggles weakly. The SPY quietly
slips out, knowing his role is over.
SHAMBHAVI
Video jitne logon ko bhejna hai bhejo. CEO ko bhi bhej do...kyun
ki normal insaan ke liye do logo ko restaurant mein baithke
baatein karte hue dekhna..shocking nahi hai.
SHAMBHAVI
Meri office ke vibes bahut bigad diye tumne...please get out.
Ravikant’s fists clench as he glares at her, but with no ammunition left, he storms out. The door slams behind
him, leaving Shambhavi and Anil standing tall, victorious yet aware of the battles ahead.
FADE OUT.
Shambhavi and Anil are alone in the office. Shambhavi smiles, leaning back in her chair, a sense of relief in the
air.
SHAMBHAVI
Toh, ab mujhe pata chal gaya kal raat tum kyun bina baat khatam
kiye chale gaye...ab bata do
ANIL
Aaj nahi ...
They exchange a warm but knowing glance, the weight of unspoken feelings still hanging between them. Anil’s
tone shifts to serious.
ANIL
kaam pe dhyan dena hai.
SHAMBHAVI
Ravikant ne apne do partner in crime kho diye hai...pagal ho raha
hoga.
She flips through a few documents and gestures to the files on her desk.
SHAMBHAVI
Maine outlet ke zyadatar financial
irregularities aur leaks ko control kar liya hai.
ANIL
(concerned)
Par yeh kaafi nahi hai, na?
SHAMBHAVI
(thoughtfully)
Nahi. Humein nahi pata Ravikant aage kya karega. Woh
unpredictable hai, aur jab aadmi ke paas kuch khone ko nahi hota
, woh aur dangerous ho jata hai.
SHAMBHAVI
(soft but cautionary)
Anil, please sambhal ke rehna.
In the reflection of the window, we see both Anil and Shambhavi—partners in both battle and possibly
something more—standing together, determined and ready.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
Ravikant paces back and forth, seething. Flashes of humiliation run through his mind—Anil telling him to shut
up, Shambhavi outsmarting him, Rajiv and Ankita being dismissed under his watch. He mutters to himself, his
voice dripping with venom.
RAVIKANT
(under his breath)
Saala do kaudi ka admi mujhse aise baat karega?
His fists clench, and he slams them onto the desk, the sound echoing in the quiet cabin. Ravikant pulls out his
phone, dialing a number with trembling hands—not from fear, but pure rage. The phone connects. His
breathing is heavy.
RAVIKANT
(low, threatening)
tujhe mere liye ek kaam karna hoga..aur woh bhi bahut dhayan se
VOICE (O.S.)
Theek hai, sir. Sab sambhal lenge.
Ravikant hangs up, his face cold and menacing, eyes burning with resolve. FREEZE
Shambhavi is sitting with Datta in his elegant home office. The space exudes power and success - dark wood,
leather furnishings, and tasteful art. Datta goes through a few papers that Shambhavi has presented to him. He
smiles approvingly.
DATTA
Outlet ka Turnaround impressive hai.
SHAMBHAVI
Yes sir. Pichle kuch hafton mein numbers steadily improve hue
hain.
SHAMBHAVI
Anil ka bahut bada contribution hai ismein.
Datta smiles, a hint of pride crossing his face at the mention of his son.
DATTA
Hmm.
SHAMBHAVI
Yeh dekhiye - profitability increase hui hai, customer satisfaction
ratings bhi up hain,
Datta glances through the papers, nodding in approval.
DATTA
Very good.
Shambhavi shifts in her seat, her expression becoming more serious. She clears her throat.
SHAMBHAVI
Sir, lekin ek aur issue hai jise humein kal ke IPO se pehle address
karna hoga.
DATTA
what is thta ?
SHAMBHAVI
Ravikant ke leadership mein kuch financial irregularities dikhi
hain.
FADE IN:
EPISODE 48
SCENE 1
The cabin is dimly lit, shadows cast across the desk. Anil rummages through Ravikant’s drawers, flipping
through folders and documents. Nothing incriminating. Frustration flickers across his face as he mutters under
his breath.
ANIL
(whispering)
Come on... kuch toh hona chahiye.
His eyes land on a small, hidden compartment near the bottom of the desk. He kneels and inspects it—it’s
locked. Anil tries to pry it open, but it’s securely shut.
He frantically begins searching for the key, pulling open every drawer, overturning pens and objects on the
desk, his movements quick but careful.
SCENE 1A
Ravikant strides confidently toward his office…His footsteps echo ominously down the corridor, the sound
growing louder with each step.
ANIL
(under his breath)
Kahan hai yeh chabi...
SCENE 1A
Ravikant turns the corner, now only a few steps away from his office.
SCENE 1
Anil pulls at the locked compartment one last time, but it doesn’t budge. He curses under his breath.
He quickly starts rearranging the room to cover his tracks, shoving papers back into place and aligning objects
on the desk, his hands moving with urgency.
SCENE 1A
Ravikant takes the last few steps toward his office door, his hand reaching for the handle. He turns it slowly, the
door creaking as it begins to open.FREEZE
The office is dimly lit, shadows dancing on the walls. Ravikant enters, his eyes scanning the room suspiciously.
Everything appears normal. He exhales lightly and steps toward his desk.
Ravikant kneels and unlocks the hidden compartment under the desk, revealing a stack of important files,
papers, and USB drives. He mutters to himself as he works.
RAVIKANT
(under his breath)
Yahan safe hai .
He quickly gathers the documents, double-checking each one before placing them in a leather briefcase. His
movements are deliberate, almost paranoid.
As he shuts the locker and locks it again, he turns around and pauses, sensing something off.
The camera pans to the couch, but Ravikant doesn’t notice Anil hiding just behind it, barely breathing, his body
pressed tightly against the furniture. Ravikant grabs the briefcase, straightens his jacket, and heads out of the
office. The sound of his footsteps fades away.
The camera pans down to Anil cautiously emerging from behind the couch, wiping the sweat from his brow.
His heart races as he whispers to himself.
ANIL
(whispering, frustrated)
Damn! Aaj hi raat usne saara saboot le liya...
Anil’s shoulders slump, disappointment washing over him at losing such critical evidence. As he turns to leave,
his eyes fall on Ravikant’s desk. A notepad rests there with handwritten meeting details: Tomorrow’s Schedule:
Prabhakar – 10:00 AM, Mr. Shetty – 11:00 AM...
ANIL
(mumbling, intrigued)
IPO ke din woh key dealers se kyun mil raha hai?
His gaze hardens, realizing this could be the missing link he needs to expose Ravikant. The camera closes in on
Anil’s determined face, a mix of intrigue and urgency. FREEZE
Ravikant sits at his desk, signing a stack of papers. Prabhakar, a sharply dressed businessman, collects the
signed documents and nods with satisfaction.
PRABHAKAR
(standing up)
Is baar bhi feeling bahut positive aarahi hai.
RAVIKANT
Prabhakar smiles, tucking the papers into his briefcase, and exits the office.
SCENE 1A
A well-suited man, MR. SHETTY, walks confidently down the corridor. He greets JUNIOR STAFF with warm
smiles and handshakes, exuding charm. He spots Anil, who is organizing some files, and extends his hand.
SHETTY
(smiling)
Hello
ANIL
(politely)
Hello Sir
Shetty nods, his smile broadening. Their conversation is interrupted as Prabhakar exits Ravikant’s office,
crossing paths with Shetty.
PRABHAKAR
(smiling at Shetty, whispering)
Bahut exciting deal offer kar raha hai...
Shetty looks intrigued, nodding slightly. Ravikant steps out of his office, watching Prabhakar and Shetty pass
each other. His gaze lingers briefly on Shetty, then shifts to Anil, who is busy tidying up nearby. Ravikant
checks the time on his wristwatch.
RAVIKANT
(calling out)
Anil! Idhar aao.
RAVIKANT
(coldly)
Kal ke office party hai..saari arrangekment tumhe karni hai .. Sab
kuch perfect hona chahiye. no screw up?
ANIL
(nodding)
Ji, sir.
Anil walks away down the corridor. Ravikant watches him disappear into the distance, his expression
calculating, mind clearly spinning with thoughts. The camera lingers on Ravikant’s sly smile before cutting to
Anil, walking away, unaware of the schemes brewing behind him. FREEZE
Late afternoon on a quiet street with trees lining the sidewalks. Anil is walking toward a local store to pick up
supplies for the office party. His phone buzzes occasionally, but he seems lost in thought.
SUMIT
Anil! bhai IPO ne toh Annapurna ka game hi change kar diya hai.
Ab sab kuch track par aagaya !
ANIL
Haan , finally!!!
SUMIT
Shambhavi madam bhi bahut khush hai tujhse.
ANIL
Accha sunn, Party ki taiyaariyan karni hain. List check kar le ek
baar.
Anil's phone buzzes again. He checks it.
A van, sleek and black, pulls up to the sidewalk where Anil and Sumit are walking. The sliding door of the van
opens, and 3-4 burly men wearing masks jump out.
Anil instinctively pulls Sumit back, but they are quickly surrounded.One of the masked men lunges at Anil,
delivering a powerful blow to his midsection.
ANIL
Ugh!
Anil doubles over but quickly recovers. He fights back fiercely, throwing punches and kicks.
Sumit, though smaller in frame, tries to help, shoving one of the attackers and throwing random punches.
SUMIT
Chhod do usko! police ko bulaunga ..chhod usko
MASKED MAN 2
phone neeche rakh!
The fight is messy, raw, and intense, with both sides trading blows on the street.
ANIL
kya chahiye tere ko
As Anil lands a hard punch on one of the masked men, another attacker comes from behind and strikes him on
the head with a blunt object.
MASKED MAN 3
Le, ab bol!
SUMIT
Anil!
Seeing Anil down, Sumit rushes to his side, trying to lift him up. One of the attackers moves toward Sumit.
Just then, the distant wail of police sirens cuts through the air.
MASKED MAN 2
nikal lo jaldi!
The masked men panic. They exchange quick glances and retreat to the van.
Tires screech as the van speeds away, disappearing down the road.
Sumit, now frantic, checks Anil's pulse and lifts him to his feet.
SUMIT
Anil! Anil! Aankhen kholo!
He frantically waves his hands, trying to flag down a passing auto-rickshaw while supporting Anil's body.
SUMIT
Auto! Auto rickshaw!
SUMIT
(desperately)
Auto! Roko! Emergency hai!
SUMIT
(to auto driver)
City Hospital! Jaldi !
The auto speeds away as Sumit supports Anil's head, looking increasingly worried as Anil loses consciousness.
SUMIT
Bas thodi der aur bhai ..kuch nahi hoga. FREEZE
FADE IN:
The room’s calm, with soft daylight filtering through and the heart monitor beeping quietly in the background.
Anil’s propped up on the hospital bed, a bandage around his head, IV drip in his hand. He looks beat but still
has that fire in his eyes. The door swings open, and Shambhavi rushes in, her eyes wet with worry and relief.
She doesn’t hesitate—bolts to his side and wraps him in a fierce, emotional hug.
SHAMBHAVI
(voice shaky)
Tumne mujhe sach mein dara diya!
Anil lets out a small chuckle, wincing a bit but flashing a warm, reassuring smile.
ANIL
(easygoing)
Shambhavi! Main bilkul theek hoon.
Aisa kuch bhi nahi jo handle nahi kar sakta!
Shambhavi pulls back just enough to look at him, tears still clinging to her lashes, her hands holding his arms
like she needs to make sure he’s real. Anil gives her arm a gentle squeeze, all calm and steady.
ANIL
(softly)
Tumhe toh aaj party mein hona chahiye..Today is the big day..go.
Shambhavi shakes her head, her tone firm, no room for debate.
SHAMBHAVI
Tumhe akele yahan chhod ke main kahi nahi jaungi.
Her face clouds over, and she looks away, her voice heavy with disappointment.
SHAMBHAVI
(quietly)
Ravikant ke against ek bhi solid proof nahi mila. Woh ab bhi
outlet pe apna game khel raha hai.
Anil gently lifts her chin, meeting her eyes with a steady, uplifting vibe.
ANIL
(encouraging)
look at the brighter side—IPO click kar kar gaya hai .. yeh. hum
sabke liye new begining hai..Ravikant ko expose karne ke aur bhi
kai mauke aayenge..trust me.
Shambhavi’s expression softens, but she’s still stressed, torn between Anil’s condition and their setback. Anil
senses it and makes a bold call. He takes a deep breath and starts sitting up, grimacing through the pain but
pushing forward.
ANIL
(determined)
Main tumhare saath chalta hoon.
SHAMBHAVI
(worried)
Pagal ho gaye ho kya? Aisi halat mein kaise jaaoge tum ?
Anil grins, his resolve unshaken. He carefully swings his legs off the bed, steadying himself with a spark in his
eyes.
ANIL
(smiling, resolute)
Bed pe pade-pade full charge ho gaya hoon ! Yeh hai perfect
time—big day, blockbuster performance dena ka..Glow up hone
ka
The camera zooms in on Anil’s face, his eyes burning with determination. Shambhavi looks at him, caught
between concern and total admiration. She wipes her tears, nodding slowly as her own strength kicks in.
SHAMBHAVI
(soft but firm)
Let’s do this—ek saath, like
always.
The camera lingers on their shared resolve, a partnership built on trust and grit.
FADE OUT.
The grand hall of the Annapurna outlet sparkles with festive lights, vibrant banners, and intricate floral arrangements. A
lively crowd of EMPLOYEES, STAKEHOLDERS, and MEDIA buzzes with excitement, clinking glasses and chatting
about the successful IPO. Datta Deshmukh ( in a crisp suit) enters, instantly drawing attention. Ravikant scurries behind
him, showering exaggerated praise. Shambhavi enters soon after, her poised presence turning heads. Sumitand other
STAFF linger in the background, observing.
RAVIKANT
(overly enthusiastic) Congratulations sir ..IPO ki news har social
media platform par trend kar rahi hai..sab aapke vision ka power
hai
DATTA
(amused, brushing it off)
Yeh toh bus shuruat hui hai..ab se zyaada mehnat karni hogi..
RAVIKANT
(bowing slightly, fawning)
Bilkul,Mehnat karenge sir! Dil se thank you kehna chahta
hoon..apne is success ke celebration ke liye yeh outlet choose
kiya..
DATTA nods politely, his eyes scanning the room. SHAMBHAVI enters, gliding through the crowd with effortless grace.
She approaches DATTA, her smile warm but professional.
SHAMBHAVI
(greeting warmly)
Good evening, Uncle.
DATTA
(smiling, genuinely pleased)
Shambhavi!itne short time mein tumne..itna accha arrangement
kiya..Well done!
SHAMBHAVI
(modest, deflecting praise)
Mr. Ravikant ka kamaal hai.
RAVIKANT, caught off guard, lets out an awkward chuckle, flattered but uneasy under Shambhavi’s gaze.
RAVIKANT
(nervous laugh, rubbing hands)
Sir Team effort hai.
SHAMBHAVI’s smile tightens slightly, her eyes sharp as she pivots the conversation.
SHAMBHAVI
(calm, pointed)
Waise sorry sir aapke pahuchne ke pehle main yahan nahi
thi..Actually is outlet ke ek staff ko hospital mein dekhne gayi
thi..Uspar kal din-dahade attack hua tha.
RAVIKANT stiffens, his smile faltering for a split second. He quickly masks it with exaggerated concern.
RAVIKANT
(faking worry, overly dramatic)
Arre, haan! Anil! Woh theek hai na? Actually arrangement mein
itna busy tha ki uske barein mein poochna hi reh gaya !
SHAMBHAVI’s faint smile doesn’t reach her eyes, clearly unconvinced by his act.
SHAMBHAVI
(coolly, measured)
Anil strong ladka hai..weakness hai phir bhi shayad aaj thodi der
ke liye yahan aajaye .
DATTA, oblivious to the undercurrent, nods with a polite smile.
DATTA
(gentle, reassuring)
I hope...Anil better feel kare aur hume join kar le
He turns and walks toward the podium, preparing to address the crowd. The CAMERA lingers on RAVIKANT’s face—his
fake smile slips, revealing a flicker of worry in his eyes. SHAMBHAVI watches him intently, her gaze sharp and knowing,
as if she’s peeling back his facade. The tension hangs in the air.FREEZE.
The spotlight shines on Datta Deshmukh as he stands confidently on the stage, holding a microphone.The room
is silent, eagerly awaiting his words. Behind him is a large banner that reads: "Annapurna Foods – IPO
Celebration.
DATTA(SMILING)
Aaj raat hum sirf apne IPO ki success celebrate karne nahi har us
employee ki mehnat ko celebrate kar rahe hain jisne yeh mumkin
kiya. Annapurna ka yeh safar... aap sab ke bina adhoora hota.
The AUDIENCE erupts into loud applause, clapping enthusiastically. DATTA raises a hand to quiet them, his expression
turning serious.
DATTA
Lekin growth ke liye badlav zaroori hai. Aur badlav ka matlab hai
nayi leadership, naye ideas, aur future ke liye ek sahi vision.
DATTA
Ab woh waqt aa gaya hai jab main aapko apne successor se
milwaoon—Annapurna Foods ka agla leader! Ladies and
gentlemen, please welcome...My Son, Annapurna Foods ka agla
CEO—Anil Deshmukh!
The AUDIENCE explodes into applause, mixed with gasps of surprise. ANIL (dapper in a sharp suit, hair slicked back, a
bandage wrapped around his head) strides in confidently. His presence commands attention as he walks through the crowd,
a faint smile on his face. The CAMERA pans to Ravikant, frozen in shock, his face paling as his drink trembles in his hand,
nearly slipping. Anil locks eyes with him, walking straight toward him with purpose. CLIMAX:The CAMERA zooms in
on Ravikant’s face—his fake composure crumbling, eyes wide with dread. Anil approaches, his stride unwavering, the
bandage a stark reminder of the attack. The tension is palpable as the scene freezes on this charged confrontation.FREEZE.
Wide shots capture shocked faces across the room, as everyone processes the revelation that Anil— the humble
junior chef—is the new CEO.Sumit, standing near the kitchen entrance, drops the tray he’s holding in shock. His
jaw hangs open as he watches Anil make his way through the crowd..
KITCHEN STAFF 1
(whispering, stunned)
Anil CEO?
KITCHEN STAFF 2
(hushed, incredulous)
hum owner ke bete ke saath kaam kar rahe the aur pata bhi nahi
chala!
sumit, still processing, shakes his head in awe, a grin spreading across his face.
SUMIT
(to himself, grateful)
Ab sab samajh aaya! Sab kuch clear ho gaya!
Anil glides through the room, acknowledging staff with nods and warm smiles. He spots Ravikant, trembling near the edge
of the crowd, and walks straight toward him with purpose. Ravikant’s eyes widen, his drink nearly slipping from his hand.
ANIL
(confident, with a polite edge)
Sir, aap hospital nahi aa paye, toh maine socha main hi aa jata
hoon... aap sab se milne ke liye.
RAVIKANT
(stammering, nervous)
Bohot achcha laga tumhe dekh kar.
Anil’s smile doesn’t waver, but his eyes carry a subtle challenge, locking onto ravikant’s.
ANIL
(calm, pointed)
Achcha laga? Good. Abhi toh bohot kuch dekhna baki hai, sir.
CLIMAX:
The camera zooms in on Ravikant’s face, frozen in fear, his eyes darting as he grapples with the uncertainty of his fate. anil
stands before him, unshaken, the bandage on his head a stark reminder of the attack. The tension crackles as the scene
freezes. FREEZE.
ANIL
(calm, pointed)
Achcha laga? Good. Abhi toh bohot kuch dekhna baki hai, sir
The crowd chuckles softly, sensing the jab, while Ravikant’s face pales. anil strides confidently to the stage, where datta
waits with a proud smile. sumit, Annapurna staff, Shambhavi, and guests watch, the air thick with anticipation. Anil
touches datta’s feet, and datta pulls him into a warm, emotional hug.
DATTA
(softly, near anil’s ear)
I am so proud of you my son.
anil smiles, his eyes reflecting gratitude. He steps to the microphone, addressing the crowd with newfound authority.
ANIL
(confident, heartfelt)
Yeh Outlet mere liye sirf workplace nahi tha ,balki mera school
bhi raha hai. Jahan saath milkar kaam karna seekha , mushkilon
se landne ka sabak seekha ...aur sabse important lesson..dosti
nibhana seekha .
The crowd listens intently, staff members nodding, connecting with anil’s journey as a junior chef.
ANIL
(pausing, scanning the room)
Yeh meri coming-of-age kahani hai. Aur mera yeh safar kuch
khaas logon ke bina adhura hota.
ANIL
(sincere)
Sabse pehle, main stage par bulana chahta hoon... Sumit Mandal
ko.
sumit’s eyes widen in shock. Kitchen staff cheer loudly, pushing him forward. sumit, fighting tears, makes his way to the
stage.
ANIL
(smiling, proud)Sumit ne dikhaya ki asli dost kaisa hota hai. Usne
imaandari, mehnat, aur team ke liye khadey rehne ka matlab
samjhaya. Uski dosti mere liye life ka sabse important gift hai jo is
outlet ne mujhe diya hai.
anil presents sumit with a Best Employee of the Year certificate and a cheque for ₹1 lakh. The room erupts in applause.
sumit’s eyes well up as anil pulls him into a tight hug.
Anil steps back to the microphone, his tone shifting to calm but calculated.
ANIL
(looking out at the crowd)
Ab main ek aur vyakti ko stage par invite karna chahta hoon...
He pauses, scanning the crowd, building suspense. ravikant shifts uncomfortably, his drink trembling in his hand.
ANIL
(calm, with an edge)
Mr. Ravikant.
Gasps ripple through the room. ravikant freezes, his eyes wide with dread. The crowd murmurs as he reluctantly steps
forward, his face a mask of forced composure. datta and shambhavi watch intently, waiting for anil’s next move.
ANIL
(slight smirk, deliberate)
Aur Mr. Ravikant ko yeh award dene ke liye, humare paas ek
khaas mehmaan hain...
The camera pans to the hall’s entrance. mr. shetty enters, his presence commanding. ravikant’s face drains of color, his
panic unmistakable.CLIMAX: The camera zooms in on ravikant’s panicked expression as he climbs the stage, his steps
hesitant. anil stands tall, his gaze unwavering, while mr. shetty approaches, adding to the tension. The scene freezes on this
charged moment. FREEZE.
ANIL
(slight smirk, deliberate)
Aur Mr. Ravikant ko yeh award dene ke liye, humare paas ek
khaas mehmaan hain...MR Shetty.
Mr. shetty, sharply dressed, ascends the steps, greeting guests with charm. He shakes hands with Datta deshmukh and
Anil, offering a warm smile. ravikant stands on stage, pale and panicked, while sumit, shambhavi, annapurna staff, and
guests watch intently. The air crackles with anticipation.
MR. SHETTY
(taking the mic, jokingly)
Ravikant ji ki jitni tareef karo, utni kam hai! Hai na, Anil?
Anil’s eyes sharpen, a mischievous glint sparkling in them. The camera zooms in on his face, transitioning into a
FLASHBACK MONTAGE:
FLASH 1: anil, in ravikant’s office, notices a schedule sheet listing meetings with Mr. Prabhakar and mr. shetty.
FLASH 2: In the office corridor, anil subtly slips a pinhole camera into mr. shetty’s hands during a team meeting, their eyes
meeting briefly.
FLASH 3: mr. shetty gives a firm nod, understanding anil’s unspoken request.
MR. SHETTY
(smirking, deliberate)
Toh chaliye, zara ek video dekh lete hain. Isse sabko pata chal
jayega ki Ravikant ji ki tareef kis cheez ke liye ki ja rahi hai.
He clicks a button, and a video begins playing on the projector. The room falls into stunned silence as the screen lights up.
ON SCREEN: ravikant, in his office, speaking greedily to mr. shetty.
RAVIKANT
(on screen, smug)
Ab Annapurna Foods mein paise hi paise aayenge. Aap bhi
kamao, aur mujhe bhi kamaane do. Hamari yeh partnership khub
chale!
The guests and staff gasp, murmurs spreading like wildfire. The camera pans to datta deshmukh, his face hardening with
anger, and shambhavi, her eyes narrowing with fury. ravikant stands frozen, his mouth agape, his face drained of
color.CLIMAX:The camera lingers on ravikant’s pale, panicked expression, his world crumbling. datta’s stern gaze and
shambhavi’s icy anger amplify the tension. anil stands tall, his calm demeanor masking the weight of the reveal. The scene
freezes on this charged moment. FREEZE.
The grand hall, still glowing with festive lights and the “Annapurna Foods – IPO Celebration” banner, buzzes with
tension. mr. shetty stands on stage, gripping the mic, his face flushed with anger. ravikant, pale and cornered, faces a booing
crowd hurling insults. anil, datta, shambhavi, sumit, annapurna staff, and guests watch, the air electric with outrage. The
video exposing ravikant’s corruption lingers in everyone’s minds.
MR. SHETTY
(angrily, into the mic)
Datta ji ki Annapurna company mere liye sirf ek business ka jariya
nahi..mera wajud hai..meri pehchaan hai...aur Yeh admi Mujhe ..is
company ko barbaad karne ke liye paise dekar khareedna chahta
tha.
The crowd boos loudly, shouting insults like “Sharam nahi hai!” and “Chor!” at ravikant. anil steps forward, composed but
firm, taking the mic from mr. shetty.
ANIL
(calm, authoritative)
Yeh pehli baar nahi hai jab Ravikant ne apei power ka galat
istemaal kiya. Unke leadership mein, Accounts mein gadbadi,
staff ke saath bura bartaav, aur rishwat ka dhanda chalta raha hai.
Is outlet ki saari problems ki jad yehi insaan hai.
ANIL
(firm, resolute)
Aaj Annapurna ki success story ka bahut bada din hai..Aaj se nayi
shuruaat hone ja rahi hai..aur nayi shuruaat...negative logo ke
saath nahi honi chahiye ..
The crowd murmurs in agreement. A police officer, flanked by two constables, enters, holding an arrest warrant. The room
falls silent as they approach ravikant.
POLICE OFFICER
(stern, official)
Ravikant, aapko bribery, corruption, financial fraud, aur anil
deshmukh ki jaan ko khatre mein daalne ke liye giraftaar kiya ja
raha hai. Woh goonde jinhe aapne supari di thi, woh bhi pakde
gaye hain, aur paise ka trail seedha aap tak jata hai.
RAVIKANT
Yeh jhooth hai.
The crowd jeers, mocking him with taunts like “Ab kya hoga, boss?” and “Jail mein khana banaio!” sumit and other chefs
throw kitchen towels at ravikant as he’s dragged through the corridor, humiliated in the ultimate walk of shame.
The noise dies down. anil returns to the stage, a smile breaking through his serious demeanor.
ANIL
(smiling, uplifting)
Sorry ..thoda negative darama jhelna pada aapko..lekin don't
worry..mere pass aap sabke liye ek good news bhi hai .
The crowd cheers loudly, expecting an announcement about anil officially becoming CEO. anil pauses, scanning the room,
his expression unreadable.
ANIL
(calm, deliberate)
Main Annapurna Foods ka CEO nahi banunga.
Shockwaves ripple through the room. datta’s face freezes in confusion, shambhavi’s eyes widen, and sumit looks stunned.
Staff whisper among themselves, baffled.CLIMAX:The camera cuts to close-ups of stunned reactions—datta’s furrowed
brow, shambhavi’s disbelief, sumit’s open mouth. The scene freezes on datta’s face, grappling with anil’s words, as the
weight of the announcement sinks in.FREEZE.
The grand hall glows with festive lights, the “Annapurna Foods – IPO Celebration” banner shining brightly. anil stands
confidently on stage, facing a stunned silence after announcing he won’t be CEO. datta looks bewildered, shambhavi
confused, and annapurna staff exchange shocked glances. guests, sumit, and mr. shetty watch, the air thick with
anticipation.
ANIL
(reassuring smile, calming)
Ghabraiye mat, main kahin jaa nahi raha hoon.
A visible wave of relief passes through the crowd, though curiosity lingers.
ANIL
(looking at datta, heartfelt)
Papa, aapko khushi hogi ki aakhirkar maine apni hobby ko
passion mein badla, aur ab usse purpose bana liya hai.
ANIL
(confident, sincere)
Maine is company mein apni jagah dhoond li hai. Main food
innovation aur supply ka department sambhalunga, taaki humare
dishes evolve karte rahen aur costumers bar bar Yahan aate rahe.
ANIL
(firm, admiring)
Annapurna Foods ki CEO ki post ke liye agar koi deserving
candidate hai toh woh hai.. Shambhavi.
A stunned silence fills the room as all eyes shift to shambhavi, her composure faltering briefly.
ANIL
(smiling, full of admiration)
Is safar mein maine jo kuch bhi haasil kiya hai, woh sirf inki wajah
se hai— Unka support nahi hota ..toh Aaj yeh outlet profitable
nahi hota.
He takes a step closer to her, extending his hand in a symbolic gesture....Climax : The crowd doesn’t know how
to react.
DATTA
(proud, resolute)
Yeh Annapurna ke bhavishya ke liye sabse achha faisla hai.
FREEZE
DATTA
(cheering, joyful)
Please welcome ..The New CEO of ANNAPURNA..Miss
Shambhavi!
The audience erupts into thunderous applause. shambhavi stands frozen in disbelief, wiping away a tear despite her
composure.Anil steps forward, extending his hand to her with a warm smile.
shambhavi takes his hand, still processing the moment. As she steps onto the stage, she approaches datta and bends to touch
his feet respectfully.Datta places his hand on her head in blessing, his voice warm with emotion.
DATTA
(heartfelt, soft)
Tumne sirf is outlet ko hi nahi badla, mere bete ko bhi badal diya.
Thank you.
CLIMAX:
The camera captures shambhavi’s emotional nod and anil’s proud smile as the crowd’s applause swells. shambhavi, tears in
her eyes, stands tall, her gaze locking with anil’s in a moment of shared triumph. The scene freezes on this warm,
triumphant note, marking the transition to shambhavi’s leadership. FREEZE.