Spill the beans
Shayan and Riyanka are cousins and best friends, with the auspicious occasion of Rakhi round the corner they had decided upon a time when they would chalk out plans for the day to make the most of it via video calling. The curtain rises to show Riyanka relaxing on the couch and munching on a pack of chips and typing something on her laptop. She looks at the wall clock and starts a video call with her Shayan.
Shayan: Hi
Riyanka: hey, can u see me?
Shayan: I can see you but you are barely audible.
Riyanka: My screen froze, just give me a while.
Shayan: Ok, I can see you and hear you, all good.
Two young girls and a young boy, probably in their late teens in the balcony discussing relationships, engaged in a deep conversation trying to make a reason out the few experiences they have had for all these years. Poorvi and Manav are already committed to each other; Maansi is Manav’s cousin and best friend. Poorvi flaunts her hourglass figure by leaning against the wall to keep Manav’s eyes hooked up on her; the peplum top and pencil skirt accentuate her beauty. Maansi is more of a geek who likes to pay attention to the details and reads between the lines to probe deep into the pneumatic locus and come up with solutions and hence she is the apple of everyone’s eye. Manav is in his casual with his nerdy glasses on and Maansi wears a short yellow dress with her hair undone, she lets her hair swing with the touch of wind blowing and soothing the young souls. Slow fade in. Maansi holds a Garfield coffee mug in her hand, and Poorvi is busy filing her nails, Manav looks disturbed. Maansi is standing in the extreme left; Poorvi is in the middle and Manav in the extreme right corner.
