Title: "Bhuj – Dil Thi Jodelu Sheher ❤️"
(Soft traditional Kutchi music playing in background… flute, dholak, sarangi)
Narrator (calm, emotional voice):
Bhuj...
Ek shabd nathi, ek bhavna chhe.
Ek jagya nathi, ek sanskar chhe.
Aavi rite koi sheher dil thi jodai shake chhe?
(Translation: Bhuj… not just a name, but a feeling. Not just a place, but a value. Can a city touch your soul this deeply?)
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[Scene 1 - Streets of Bhuj, morning light, slow shots of the local, temples and old havelis]
Narrator:
Bhuj ni hawa ma ek vishesh sugandh chhe...
Mitti ni, parampara ni, ane prem ni.
Aa sheher tamne sambhale chhe, jya tame bhuli jao.
Je Bhuj ek vaar joyu hoy, ene manevu mushkil chhe.
The air of Bhuj has its own fragrance… The fragrance of the soil, fragrance of tradition and fragrance of love. This city holds you when you’re lost. Once seen, it's hard to forget.)
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[Scene 2 A grandmother roti making in a village close to Bhuj]
Grandmother (smiling):
Ahiya rotli ma sughandh chhe, kemke aa Bhuj ni mitti ni sughandh chhe.
Even the roti (the bread) tastes special here - because it is the aroma of Bhuj soil.)
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[Scene 3 - Earthquake memory, ruins, silent moments, black and white cuts of 2001 Bhuj earthquake]
Narrator (emotional, slow tone):
2001...
Ek vaar aaviyo toofan.
Bhuj tooti gayu.
Mitti ni bhitar jeevan dabayi gayo.
Pan Bhuj... Bhuj to maryu nathi.
Ubhayu… nava sapnao sathe.
(Translation: 2001… a storm arrived. Bhuj broke. Lives were buried in the earth. But Bhuj… Bhuj didn’t die. It stood up, with new dreams.)
Scene 4 - Bhuj being rebuilt, new landscapes, children smiling as they go to school, craftsmen working]
Narrator:
width="320" />Aa sheher ne to bhagwan pan parakhyu chhe…
Pan Bhuj na lokoe dukh ne pan rangma badli nakhya.
Zaroori nathi ke Bhuj ma paisa ho…
Pan Bhuj ma logon ni ankho ma chamak chhe,
Dil ma mamta chhe.
Even God did not pass this city without testing… and the people of Bhuj took the pain and transformed it into color. Bhuj is not a town of money, yes, but there is a twinkle in the eye, a glow in the heart.)
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[Scene 5 Kutchi artists weaving materials, folk singers singing, Rabari woman in her traditional dress]
Narrator (passionate tone):
Bhuj – jya kala jivan chhe.
Jya har ek dhaga kahani kahe chhe.
Ajrakh na rang ho… bandhani no jadoo hoy…
Bhuj ni kalakari, sanskriti ne ghumavva nathi deti.
(Translation: Bhuj – where art is life. Where every thread tells a story. Whether it is the colors of Ajrakh or magic of Bandhani… Bhuj’s artistry never lets culture fade.)
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[Scene 6- Man feeding cows, children playing around Hamirsar lake, women drawing water]
Narrator:
Jya paani pan prem thi bharelu chhe…
Hamirsar jevu jivantu jheel chhe,
Jethi Bhuj na kone kone ma jeevan vahay chhe.
(Translation: Where even water flows with love… Hamirsar, living lake, despatching life to all quarters of Bhuj.)
Scene 7 Sunset at white Rann, camel rides, tourist taking photographs]
Narrator (soft, dreamy voice):
Ane Bhuj no najik Rann...
Jya chandni maa safed registan sapna lage chhe.
I have gone to Bhuj and it felt like…
Dil kahin yahin reh gaya ❤️
And in the Rann, and by the Bhuj, Moonlight makes the white desert dream. Visitors to Bhuj are apt to feel (their heart remained here.)
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[Scene 8 – Emotional family reunion, kids hugging grandparents]
Narrator:
Bhuj ek jagya nathi…
Ek ghar chhe.
Jya door gaya loko pan wapas aave…
Karan ke Bhuj bulaave chhe – dil thi.
(Translation: Bhuj isn’t just a place… it’s a home. Where those who are distant come back… because Bhuj calls out of the heart.)
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[The last scene, Aerial view of Bhuj, sunset, temples, rising music]
Narrator (soft whisper):
Bhuj…
Jya har kone ma ek kahani chhe…
Ek aas chhe…
Ek prem chhe ❤️
Ame Bhuj thi chhiye.
Ane Bhuj amara thi chhe.
Bhuj… the place where every corner has a story… a hope… a love ❤️ (Translation: Bhuj… the place where in every corner there is a story… a hope… a love ❤️ )
We are from Bhuj. And Bhuj is from us.)
Music (together with the sound of temple bells and birds) fades out…
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End.
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