[Lights up. A classroom. Bell rings like it just had a triple espresso.
Students rush in, bags
flapping like parachutes.]
Narrator (Threya):
Welcome... to the battlefield. Notebook Submission Day. Also known as the Hunger Games:
Homework Edition.
Narrator (Lavanya):
Biology projects due. Panic level: Screaming internally.
[Aaradhya glides in. Her files are stacked higher than Kanishk’s GPA.]
Narrator (Ahaan):
Here comes Aaradhya. Her planner has color codes, backup plans, and a personal vengeance
against missed deadlines.
Aaradhya:
Morning Sartaj! Done with the project?
[Sartaj lounges like he’s at a spa.]
Sartaj:
Not yet. I operate best under extreme pressure. Like diamonds.
Narrator (Lavanya):
More like coal pretending to be a diamond. Spoiler: he cracks.
[Kanishk runs in like he just escaped a time machine. Shirt half-tucked. Hair? Just… chaos.]
Kanishk:
Wait... this isn't the chemistry lab?
Vipansh (deadpan):
Nope. This is NASA. You’ve just been recruited to pilot a rocket made of excuses.
[Laughter erupts.]
Narrator (Ahaan):
Now meet Sartaj—our local expert in Advanced Procrastination. His notebook? Blank. His
confidence? Irrational. His vibe? Netflix and denial.
Sartaj:
I watched Shrek 2 three times for “inspiration.” Donkey is deep, okay?
Narrator (Threya):
Shrek taught him more about layers than his Biology textbook ever did.
[Cut to a flashback – Sartaj, in pajamas, watching YouTube titled “Productivity Tips for People
Who Never Start.”]
Sartaj:
Yes! Motivation unlocked! Right after one more video… and snacks... and a nap.
Narrator (Lavanya):
Sartaj is what scientists call… a black hole of deadlines. Projects enter... but nothing ever
comes out.
[Kanishk looks confused at a calendar.]
Kanishk:
Wait, April has 31 days, right?
Aaradhya (exhausted):
There is no 31st! And no hope!
[Suddenly, alarms blare. Lights turn red. Sartaj collapses dramatically onto his desk. Emergency
music plays.]
Atharva (news anchor voice):
Breaking news! Student suffers emotional breakdown due to chronic laziness. More at 9.
Dr. Armanya (bursting in):
Clear the area! We need a time transfusion! 10cc of deadlines and a brain transplant — stat!
Junior Doctor Chirag:
His pulse is weak. His page count... is one.
Khushi (weeping):
My poor friend! He never even opened his textbook!
Kavya (sobbing):
He thought watching “10 Signs You’re Procrastinating” was productivity!
Vipansh (entering with clipboard):
Diagnosis: Terminal Laziness. Prognosis? F in Biology.
Sartaj (gasping):
I... thought... memes were... revision…
Narrator (Ahaan):
He lived by the motto “I’ll do it tomorrow.” But tomorrow ghosted him.
[The red lights vanish. A game show theme suddenly plays. Jahnavi and Akshita enter with
buzzers.]
Jahnavi:
Welcome to “Time’s Up!” — where your memory is tested and your shame is permanent!
Akshita:
Question 1: Define “time management.”
Aaradhya:
Color-coded spreadsheets and four alarms.
Kanishk:
Setting an alarm. Ignoring it. Going back to sleep.
Sartaj:
Convincing yourself you still have time... at 2 a.m.
Akshita:
Correct! Bonus points for tragic honesty.
Jahnavi:
Final round: Sartaj, complete this sentence — “Time waits for...?”
Sartaj:
No one. Except me. I'm special.
[Buzzer sound. Everyone laughs.]
Narrator (Lavanya):
But even Sartaj had a realization. Somewhere between the memes and the panic attacks…
Narrator (Threya):
He opened his notebook. And for once, it wasn't to doodle cartoons of mitochondria.
[Cut to Sartaj dramatically finishing his work at super speed, like a Bollywood hero.]
Narrator (Ahaan):
Like a phoenix, he rose… from the ashes of undone assignments!
[Back in class. Everyone sits quietly. Even Kanishk looks mildly alert.]
Vipansh:
Submissions?
Class:
DONE!
Aaradhya:
I even laminated mine.
Sartaj (holds up full notebook):
And I didn’t use ChatGPT! (pauses) Much.
Narrator (Lavanya):
From blank pages to basic effort — what a journey.
[Bhavika steps up. Calming background music plays.]
Bhavika:
Dear Time, please forgive us… for choosing reels over responsibility.
[Khushi follows with the Thought.]
Khushi:
“Time is like ice cream. If you don’t lick it fast, it melts.”
[Everyone nods seriously. Then laughs.]
All Together:
Time: Don’t scroll it. Control it!
[Bell rings. Lights fade. Final freeze frame of students laughing and Sartaj fist-bumping
Aaradhya.]
Narrator (Threya):
Time taught them a lesson… but made them laugh first.
Narrator (Lavanya):
Because in the end, whether you’re early, late, or Sartaj…
Narrator (Ahaan):
It’s always… just a matter of time.
[CURTAIN CLOSES]