Purvi is meeting Shanky, her boss.
Shanky: toh…did you think about what I spoke to you? Mark peters?
Purvi (unsure):Hmm Shanky..I still have time naa..abhi tak decide nahi kar paayi hoon main…she squirms in her seat.
Shanky (shaking head): Goddd….you must really love him a lot haah..
Purvi (shock, trying to act ignorant): Love? Whattt….no..No Shankyy..aisa..aisa kuch nahi hai..Its just..main kabhi akele, family ke bina country ke bahar itne din…I need to think it carefully..i mean tum samajh sakte ho na…you have family too..she places a hand on his.
Shanky (patting her hand): Hmmm…I understand Purvi….he winks..so he is family..kab shaadi kar rahi ho?
Purvi (getting up): Oh Goddd…Shankyyyy…chill…shaadi..main..aur Kavin..no ways..I mean we are just living..we are..we are not in love...she is blabbering..
Shanky (laughing, holding her shoulders): Relaaxxx….paani piyo tum..he offers some water..she drinks it and the coolness relaxes her.
Purvi: I …I need time Shankyy..please..she says softly…
Shanky (understanding): Hmm..but jaldi decision lena..
Purvi (getting up to go): Haan Shanky…jaldi Kavin se baat karoongi main hamare baare me..she smiles..
Shanky (smile): main Mark Peters ki baat kar raha tha..
Purvi (realizing): Ohh..I..I am sorry…I mean of course..main bhi ussi ke baare me bol rahi thi..she hopes to convince him with these words.
Shanky (hugging her gently): Idiot..…bol do usse..how much you love him..
Purvi (hugging him): I don't know Shankyy..I just don't know…she sheds tears in front of him.
Kavin and Dushyant
Kavin: chal yaar main chalta hoon..Purvi ko pick karne jaana hai…
Dushyant: aaj usse baat karle yaar..
He calls up Purvi, she states that her photoshoot got delayed and she will come on her own. Kavin gets another phone call.
Girl (voice): Mr Kavin Kumar?
Kavin:Yes, Kavin here..
Girl: Hi Kavin..I am Riya..Riya Kakkar..tumhari mom ne mujhe number diya tha..
Kavin (realizing): Ohh..haan..Hi…he says awkwardly
Later, Purvi photoshoot
Purvi is checking the camera shots with the stylist and director.
Director: Great shots..i think we got it…That's pack up now..he declares
Purvi tiredly walks to her bag and starts organizing her stuff.
Vikram (model): Hey hi..
Purvi (looks up): Hey vikram…aaj toh kamaal kar diya tumne..
Vikram (smiles): kamaal toh tumhare camera ne..i mean tumne kiya hai…
Purvi:Thanks…that's sweet of you..
Vikram (clearing throat):Purvi…kya tum Mark Peters ka assignment lene waali ho?
Purvi (wanting to divert the topic): kuch socha nahi maine..
Vikram: actually mujhe bhi offer aaya hai..Canadian modeling agency se..
Purvi: wow…congrats…
Vikram:Thanks..but meri bhi samajh me nahi aa raha ..socha tumse thoda consult kar loon..if you don't mind..
Purvi: ahhh…
Vikram: Please Purvi…its little urgent..mujhe agle hafte tak contract sign karna hai..
Purvi (understanding): Yeah okay…
Vikram: Dinner?
Restaurant
Kavin and Riya have decided to meet for dinner.
Riya: Thanks Kavin..I am so new to this place…aise me mujhe tum dinner le aaye…you are sweet..she smiles..
Kavin (smile): Its fine Riya..afterall tum mere mom ke friend ki beti ho..mera bhi kuch farz banta hai..
They both order dinner and talk casually.
Riya: Kavin..on a serious note, you know naa..aunty ne kyun number diya tumhara..
Kavin (sitting straight, clearing throat): Yeahh..I…main kya kahoon…thoda awkward hai..
Riya: tum khulke baat kar sakte ho…I mean..we just met..so no hard feelings.
Kavin: Look Riya…I…I am with..with someone right now..
Riya: Ohh..so..congratulations..kab shaadi karne waale ho?
Kavin (taken aback): Shaadi?...he is not sure what to reply…
Riya: I am sorry…shayad you are getting uncomfortable..its fine Kavin..you don't have to explain..
Kavin: the thing is…I haven't..mera matlab we haven't really talked about serious stuff…isliye..
Riya (smile):Okay…tell you what..lets just drop it here..I get it ki tumhe mujhme koi interest nahi hai..she laughs..Kavin relaxes..
Kavin: you are beautiful Riya…he compliments..They both chat about other topics.
Purvi and Vikram
Purvi and Vikram enter a restaurant talking. They walk towards the table indicated by the waiter, when Purvi spots Kavin. He is checking his mobile.
Purvi (going near Kavin): Kavinn..hey…he looks up and gets startled. Purvi hugs him tight.
Kavin: tum yahan? Shoot khatam ho gayi?
Purvi:Yeahhhhh…finally..she says tiredly..tumne khaa liya? She glances at the table.
Kavin (stammering): yeaa…yeaah…maine check mangaa liyaa..
Purvi: ohhh….main toh abhi aayi Vikram ke saath…oh shootttt…she remembers she has come with Vikram…ek minute Kavin..main usse bolkar aati hoon..she leaves before Kavin can say anything to her.
Riya comes back from the washroom.
Riya: shall we leave Kavin?
Kavin (flustered): Why don't you go ahead Riya..main aata hoon…
Purvi returns at the same time. She is surprised to see a beautiful, model like girl standing next to Kavin.
Purvi: chale…maine Vikram ko bol diyaa..
Riya: Hi…I am Riya…nice to meet you…she forwards her hand.
Purvi (glancing at Kavin, reluctantly shaking hands): Hi..I…I am Purvi..she gives a small smile.
Riya: ohhh..Hi Purvi..tum Kavin ko jaanti ho?
Purvi (nodding head):Yeah..main aur Kavin..
Kavin (cutting in): she is a good friend. He wants the conversation to end here..he is confused what should he introduce her as..
Purvi (stunned): friend?...her heart sinks..suddenly something strikes her..
Purvi: Tum..Tum Riya….tum Kavin ki mom ko jaanti ho?
Riya (smile): ohh wow…tumhe kaise pata chala..yeah..Aunty aur meri mom friends hai..main Dubai me rehti hoon..pehli baar iss shaher me aayi hoon..aate hi Kavin jaisa ek friend mil gaya..I can call you as my friend naa? She asks..
Kavin (nodding head): Yes..I think we should leave..he looks at Purvi..then at Riya..he feels mighty uncomfortable.
Purvi (angry and hurt from inside): You guys leave…I just came..Bye Riya..she turns to go.
Kavin: tum ghar kaise jaoogi? He asks out of concern
Purvi (gripping her tripod tight): Vikram ke saath..she replies icily..She storms to the bar.
Late night
Kavin is fuming already. It's past 1 and there is no sign of Purvi yet. He tries her phone number, but it just rings. He goes to the balcony of the house and can see a car arriving.
He watches as a man steps out and goes to the passenger side. A girl holding a camera bag steps out, doddering in her steps. She is drunk. Kavin bangs his hand on the window.
He opens the door and waits outside the lift. The lift door opens and he grits his teeth at the sight in front. Purvi has hugged Vikram, who is trying hard to balance her.
Vikram (sensing Kavin's anger): Purviii…tumhara ghar..ghar aagaya..he removes her hands from his neck.
Purvi turns around to see Kavin.
Kavin (sternly):Purvii…chalo andar..
Purvi(ignoring Kavin, drunk): Tum bhi andar aoo Vikarm..mere ghar me pehli baar aaye ho..come come..she walks ahead dragging his hand
Kavin separates the hands and grips Purvi's hand tightly.
Vikram: take care man..she is drunk…
Kavin (angry): you may leave..Vikram..he speaks rudely..
Purvi (drunk, angry): heyyyy…don't talk to my friend like that..Vikrammmm…she looks at him..I insist…tum bhi andar aooo..I will make some niceeee coffeeee….she giggles..
Kavin (angry): Purviii…shut upp..andar chaloo..he picks her up, she protests leaves the scene quickly..
Inside house
Kavin dumps her on the couch.
Kavin (angry, yelling): what is this nonsense Purvi..Vikram ke saath..maine manaa kiya tha naa..that b*****d…he snarls
Purvi (getting up, yelling): Mind your words Kavin..tum hote kaun ho mere friend ki insult karne waale..
Kavin (frustrated): Purviii..tum samajh nahi rahi ho…main jaanta hoon Vikram ko..he is a flirt…kayi models ke saath chakkar chala chuka hai…
Purvi (going close): toh tumhe lagta hai..mere saath bhi chakkar….she gets angry…..tum mujhpe shaq kar rahe ho?
Kavin: main tumpe shaq nahi kar raha hoon..sirf tumhe warn kar raha hoon..door raho usse..
Purvi (yelling): who are you to warn me? Haannn..main jisse chahoon mil sakti hoon…samjhe..
Kavin (angry):Purvi..chillana bandh karo….jaoo so jaooo…
Purvi (yelling more): Tum chillaana bandh karo pehle…I am not your 'WIFEEE'….she has tears in her eyes, by now..
Kavin (taken aback): Whatt ? he calms down a bit…look Purvi….Jaan.. main sirf itna bol raha hoon..Vikram acha ladka nahi hai..I don't want him to take any advantage of you….I….I care for you…please usse door raho…Pleaseee..
Purvi (looking into his eyes): you..you care for me?...I..I care for you too…she hugs him..Kavin pats her back. Thing have settled, maybe between them..he feels sorry for the way he behaved. He mentally readies himself to apologise to her…
Purvi (suddenly): Tum Riya se door raho..
Kavin (coming out of hug, confused): kya kaha? Riya?
Purvi (tears flowing, determined look): Haan…Riya..usse door raho..
Kavin (surprised): Riya kahan se beech me aayi ab?
Purvi (angry): Kyun? Tum Vikram ko beech me laa sakte ho..main Riya ko nahi laa sakti? She challenges..
Kavin: Purvi…he takes a deep breath…tum baat ko ulta ghooma rahi ho..Riya is just…
Purvi (cutting him): Riya is justtt..the perfect girl to get married..hai naa?
Kavin (shock): marriage?
Purvi (sitting down, angry, tears): Stop it Kavin….main jaanti hoon..sab jaaanti hoon..Riya ko tumhari Mom ne chunaa hai naa..tumhare liye..
Kavin (shocked): Tumhe kaise pata chala?
Purvi (getting up): So its true…..haan…mere saath rehte ho…we share everything…the same bed bloodyyy..magar…magar shaadi..uske saath…Kyun Kavin?
Kavin: Purvi..tum kya bol rahi ho..tumhe pata bhi hai?
Purvi (tears): sab..sab pata hai mujhe…she sobs..sab pata hai..aaj tumne mujhe meri jagah bataa di Kavin…Riya ke saamne mujhe 'good friend' kaha..she holds his collars..Am I just a 'good friend' to you..haan…she holds her head…Oh Godd…why am I so messed up…2 saal…2 saal Kavin….bass..'good friend'…she wipes her tears…she looks into his eyes..
Purvi: maine …maine decide kar liya hai..main Canada jaa rahi hoon…for 6 months…Vikram ke saath..she adds his name deliberately.
Kavin (shocked, hurt): 6 mahine? Vikram..
Purvi (sniffling): Yes…2 saal maine barbaad kiye..agle 6 mahine kuch kaam kar loongi..shayad meri zindagi sawar jaaye..she turns to go..Kavin pulls her hand roughly and backs her against a wall. He holds her hands above her head and speaks in a hurt and angry tone.
Kavin: 2 saal…tumne zindagi barbaad ki mere saath? Haan…tum kehna kya chahti ho? maine faayda uthaaya hai tumhara? Tum doodh peeti bachi ho? inn 2 saalon me maine bhi sab kuch diya tumhe…toh uss hisaab se maine bhi apni zindagi barbaad kar li..hai naa? Haaannnn? He yells…
Purvi: maine kabhi tumhe rokaa nahi Kavin…tum apne marzi ke maalik ho..
Kavin: rokaa toh maine bhi nahi kabhi tumhe..iska kya matlab samjhoo main? he looks into her eyes with questions..
Purvi (angry, tears):Tum…Tumhe lagta hai ki maine kisi aur ke saath? She feels disgusted at this accusation..
Kavin: tumne mere baare me bhi abhi aisa hi kuch kaha..we are equals Purvi..he reminds her…
Purvi: No we are not…Mr Kavin Kumar….equals hone ke liye..2 logon ke beech rishta hona chahiye..pyaar hona chahiye..izzat honi chahiye…aur tumne bata diyaa..yeh sab nahi hai..kuch bhi nahi hai hamare beech..
Kavin leaves her, after hearing to this. In one sentence she has broken the ties between them. He doesn't understand from where all this has come suddenly. His life was smooth till today morning. Where did this storm come from? Or was it in the background forever and he ignored it.
SLAMMMMM…he hears the door being shut. Purvi has left the house. He rushes to the balcony. After a minute or so he sees her running outside and hailing a cab. He grabs his phone and dials her number. He is worried. Her phone rings inside her bag, on the sofa..in front of him.
Purvi is gone….from his house…is she also gone from his Life?
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