from the dust..chapter 1

Scene 1.

Shot from behind: 1. 30 am , protagonist on his mobile phone ( camera close shot on his ear and his hair), inaudible voice from the other side , camera rotates towards his face darkness, click study lamp with a dying bulb. Tears dripping off his eyes. Voice from the other side .
Shakti … shakti ,, are you there?
Shakti:hmmm….divya give me sometime … stops abruptly as once again the voice says
am sorry shakti , I know how u feel ..am sorry (sobs………….)
Shakti: don’t feel sorry for me ,rather I feel sorry for u. bye
Divya : shakti it was never meant to be like this…phone goes dead …………

Scene :2

Mid day … shakti still on bed , knock on the door..

Shakti paaa , dai ,, kannuu , open the door , its 11.30.
Shakti drags him off the bed , clears off the cigarette buds , not knowing were to dispose he drops them in to his pant pockets hanging on the door hangers.

Shakti: ammaa, I am having my bath..
Amma: dai the servant is here open the door let her clean up.
Shakti pulls out his deodorants and perfumes, sprays them all over. opens the lock of his room door without much noise and runs in to his toilet and calls out

Amma ! door is open , u did not have to knock.. enna ammma nee..
Amma opens the door with her nose sniffing like a rabbit.
Eshwaraaa what have u done? , cant stand this smell , have u been smoking ?
Shakti: opening the tap making sure that he did not hear his mother.

Scene :3
top view of Mullaivanam , a man clad in his dhoti and t- shirt in his late 50's not the type who would die his hair (not bald).
Mullaivanam door number 356 , post man leaves handing over a brown cover to Mr vishwanathan. On by reading the content vishwanathan sighs calling shaktis name aloud..

Shakti … dai chinnavanay….

Shakti squeezing himself on to the blue jean walks towards vishwanathan

What paaaaa?
Vishwanatha: here you still have 3 more papers to clear , don’t worry, improvement is visible 18 – 3 is good .
Shakti smiles at his father , his lips moved like as if he wanted to say some thing but never went beyond that. vishwanathan pulled his son to wards his study room and closed the door.

what do you want to tell me?
Shakti: appa …..
Vishwanathan: yes I am your appa and please, me being your appa I do have the right to tell you, quit smoking! , the whole house has nicotine all over, we have kids here and me , am a heart patient you get me? Now wat do you want? All through maintaining his calm
Shakti: nothing appa….
Vishwanathan: money?
Shakti blinking his eyes and making a face as if he was biting his lips off
Hmmmm…..
Vishwanath pats his shoulders …….