Arranged Sparks When Worlds Collide

When Worlds Collide

Veera’s apartment, morning. Veera is scrolling on her phone, visibly annoyed.

Veera Malhotra FL

(Muttering) Great, another ‘perfect match’ from Mom’s endless contacts... like my life’s a matchmaking game.

Meera Malhotra (Veera's mom)

Veera beta, come downstairs! Riaan Kapoor has arrived. Time to meet your future husband.( from downstairs)

Veera Malhotra FL

(sighs deeply, stands up) Future husband... or future headache? Guess I’ll find out.

Entrance hall. Veera walks down, wearing casual jeans and a kurta. Riaan stands by the door, calm but alert.

Veera Malhotra FL

(glancing sideways)So, you’re the guy Mom insists is perfect?

Riaan kapoor ML

(slight smile)And you’re the girl my dad says I should marry. Hello

Veera Malhotra FL

(teasing) Mr. Perfect — ready to survive this chaos?

Riaan kapoor ML

(raising an eyebrow) Survive? Or maybe enjoy it?

They sit awkwardly. Silence

Veera Malhotra FL

(curious)Seriously though — do you want this? Or are we just playing family politics?

Riaan kapoor ML

(smirk) I’m mostly curious to see how this story unfolds. You?

Veera Malhotra FL

(grinning) “Same. May the best survivor win.”

Kabir and Yash, Riaan’s bulky bodyguards, stand just outside the window, trying not to look intimidating

Veera Malhotra FL

(whispering) Those two look like they’re plotting world domination or maybe just coffee runs.

Riaan kapoor ML

(chuckling) “Either way, I think we’re in for a show.”

Tbc....

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