Screenplay

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Anish a 20 year old, siting on the dining table scrolling
through his phone.
(Announcement of Lockdown by
Modi Ji running on TV in the
background)
Anish’s face lights up as he heard about the lockdown.
His phone pops up with a text from a group name "Bros Before
Hoes".
FRIEND 1
Lockdown means no more going out.
Yarrr, Ghar baithe kya karenge???

FRIEND 2
Same bro, this sucks man!!
ANISH
Oh come on man! Kya baat bol raha
hai bhai? This is awesome! We’ll
get to stay at home, can do
whatever we want. We can even use
our phones no one stopping us.
Anish’s friends feel annoyed, in order to respond they start
typing,but Anish’s attention is caught by the text of his
girlfriend Nisha.
NISHA
Hey babe! Saw the news? Aab kya
karenge? I already miss you so
much.
ANISH
Kya yarr...kya nibbi-nibba type kar
rahi ho? This is good for both of
us, thora shanti milega and don’t
worry we will be fine. Gotta go,
bye.
Anish closes all the chat tabs and opens instagram and puts
up a poll on his story asking people’s reaction on the
announcement of lockdown.
 2.

INT. BEDROOM - MORNING

Day - 1
Anish wakes up, laying on his bed he scrolls through his
phone and decides to post a selfie of his with a caption
"Woke up free with no responsibilities. COVID-19 is a
blessing, should stay for a long time. #lockdownlife
#peacefullife"
He sits up on his bed and checks the poll he posted last day
and noticed a huge number of sad reacts on it. This makes
Anish wonder
ANISH (INNER VOICE)
I don’t get it why are people sad
and making a fuss about this
lockdown. Kisko apni azadi se itni
nafraat hai?
(Entire day shown in a time
lapse)
Day ends...

Day - 2
Anish’s sleep breaks with non-stop upcoming notifications on
his phone. He scrolls through his phone wondering

ANISH (INNER VOICE)

Damn! Itne sare response. Chalo
Instagram khol ke dekhta hu kiske
kya kya comment kiya.
As soon as he opens Instagram his bright face turns serious.

COMMENTER 1 (V.O. OF ANISH READING THE

COMMENT)
What is wrong with you? Are you
crazy? People are dying here and
you think COVID is a blessing?
(cont’d)
Like my comment if you all agree
with me that it’s time to unfollow
this profile and report

(cont’d)
Really did not expect this from
you. Not watching your vlogs
anymore...you suck dude!!!!

Months have passed...

 3.

Every time Anish posted something on his social media all he

received was negative responds and decrease in his
followers.

INT. BEDROOM - MORNING

(3 months have passed)
Anish health has deteriorated. His eyes are filled with dark
circles, his hair is messy and he is wearing same clothes
for a week now. His room was not clean either, he started to
stink.
The side table of his room are filled with several empty
non-depressant pills.

Anish sits up on his bed, takes the phone on his hand and
dails Nisha.
NISHA
Hello

ANISH
Hi babe, what’s up?
NISHA
Seriously? (Continues in a
frustrating tone). Kya kaam hai?
ANISH
Hey, tum aise baat kyu kar rahi ho?
Kya mai sirf tumse baat karne ke
liye call nahi kar sakta?

NISHA
I don’t think we have done that
lately, have we? Aaj tumhe mujhse
baat karni hai, where were for all
these months when I kept calling
you and wanted to talk to you?
ANISH (OVER PHONE)
(takes deep breaths trying to
hide his guilt)
I am sorry Nisha...
NISHA
It’s too late now. I can’t do this,
it’s over.

Nisha cuts the call. Anish keep staring at this phone screen
for few seconds and decides to call his friends, the phone
keeps ringing but no one picks up. He feels lost and lays
his head on the pillow starring at the fan.

(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 4.

He starts to think about the old times.

A FLASH BACK FADES IN

INT. BALCONY - MORNING

Anish is busy vlogging when Nisha calls him and he cuts the
call. Nisha calls again and Anish picks up the call
ANISH
Ya? (Annoyed tone)
NISHA
Hi babe! Kya kar rahe ho?
ANISH
Kaam kar raha tha lekin aab tum
karne nahi de rahi (angry tone)
NISHA
Why are speaking like this? Is
everything okay?

ANISH
Yarr phone rakho tum, you are just
pissing me off!
Before Nisha could respond he cuts the call

FADE OUT TO NEXT FLASHBACK

INT. BEDROOM - AFTERNOON

Anish is laying on his bed when his friends try contacting

him through calls and texts for virtual group reunions. Nor
he responds or picks up their calls. He chooses to avoid
them as he feels annoyed and prefers making vlogs for his
Instagram followers.

INT. BEDROOM - EVNING

Anish comes back to reality with the sound of a notification
pop on his phone. He is sitting at a corner of his room. The
room is dark and the phone is beeping constantly.
He picks up the phone, his face goes pale and sweat starts
to drip from the edge of his left eye.

(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 5.

STRANGER (ONE OF ANISH’S FOLLOWER)

(V.O. of anish reading the
text)
Either you have changed or this was
always your ugly truth which you
have been hiding all this while. I
don’t know how your friends and
family tolerate or maybe I think
even they have given up on you.
Just unfollowing you and reporting
your account is really not enough.
Insensitive people like you really
don’t deserve to live...Just go and
die dude...
Anish goes back seeing all the things he posted in the last
few months and starts to realise what he had done.
Everything starts to come on his mind, all the things he did
on social media, with his friends, with Nisha.
Unable to tolerate the guilt he throws his phone and
screams.

FADE OUT

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT

Anish slowly walks into the kitchen, his face looks lifeless
with constant tears dripping down from his cheeks.
On the kitchen platform a knife is kept, Anish picks it up
with his right hand. He take the knife near his left hand’s
vein and closes his left hand’s palm. His body continues to
shiver.
He takes the knife very close to his wrist, closes his eyes
and takes a deep breath...

FADES OUT TO BLACK SCREEN

Data of sucides during lockdown
A scocial message

Credits
"The END"