Discover the Writer in You

I am Right! FADE IN:  INT.COFFEE SHOP - DAY  Subdued sunlight enters through large window panes. SOFT PIANO MUSIC plays in the background. It's not crowded but a few tables are occupied. SHIKHA,20, a fair, smart lassie, sporting a white top, occupies a window seat. A waiter attends to her.  WAITER  Madam, would you like to place your order ?  SHIKHA  Actually, I am waiting for someone. Thank you.  EXT.COFFEE SHOP - DAY  Quite and Sunny. Scarce traffic. A disheveled beggar sits outside the coffee shop on the concrete footpath. Occasionally, he shakes his aluminum bowl which causes the  the coins inside to  RATTLE clamorously, drawing the attention of the passers by.  RISHI, a dark, handsome young man, 22, attired casually, rushes towards the coffee shop, checking with concern, the time on his wrist watch. The beggar notices him and starts shaking his bowl vigorously. The fellow quickly pulls out his purse and tosses a coin into the bowl. INT.COFFEE SHOP - DAY  Shikha observes the w

Y ug was standing right at the forward tip of Lovers Point. It was dangerous. But not for someone who had decided to end his life. It was a table top feature perched precariously on a high peak, surrounded on all sides by an iron fence.  The inbound area was tiled. It was a picnic spot. But mostly, it was frequented by fellows, wounded by the cupid’s arrow. Lush green surroundings, vision extending up to infinity, a vibrant valley of flowers spread out in front and the fresh, fragrant breeze. All this effortlessly placed you in a relaxed frame of mind, inspired you to become more of yourself, acknowledge the other and maybe, fall in love! On other occasions, this extraordinary ambience just did the opposite which earned this place another tag, Suicide Point . Every year, many people jumped down to sure death from this height and said goodbye to a world which had become too much for them. The administration had put some strict rules in place, increased the number of guards, ins