CLASS 10 A

PARENT’S NIGHT DRAMA 2025-2026

Title: Dholakpur Uch Vidyalaya

Scene 1: Principal’s Office
(Principal Sharma, murmuring while filling out a form):
“Subject-wise marks are done. Now give everyone 10/10 in moral science… makes the file look neat.”
Kamla Miss (adjusting her glasses):
“Sir, there’s one student who hasn’t shown up for the last three months…”
Principal:
“So what? His name’s on paper, right? Mark 87% attendance. Don’t leave the column blank.”
(Pandey Sir enters, holding a thick file):
“Sir, this is the ‘Teaching Plan Implementation Report’. I’ve written: ‘Topic Covered – Chapter Completed’
for each day.”
Kamla Miss (smiling faintly):
“In reality, we haven’t even written the title of Chapter 1 on the board…”
Mishra Ji:
“Sir, weren’t Ajay and Vijay both failed? You’ve still added their names to the merit list?”
Principal (twirling his pen):
“Arey fail-pass sab formalities hain, Mishra ji… hamare yahan ‘setting’ hi syllabus hai!”
Principal (grinning):
“Everyone checks files, no one checks classrooms. Real work doesn’t exist in paperwork.”
(Just then, a junior teacher walks in—his handwriting looks like it's printed from a textbook.)
Junior Teacher:
“Sir, this is the teaching log. I’ve filled every day. For maths, I wrote I taught subtraction.”
Principal (raising an eyebrow):
“You actually taught subtraction?”
Junior Teacher (innocently):
“No sir… you told us: ‘File bharne mein samajhdaari hai, padhaane mein nahi.’”
(Everyone nods in shameless agreement.)
( SONG:- "Everything is Awesome" – The Lego Movie)
SCENE 2 (Dark Reality)
(A modest woman walks in holding her son's hand, both slightly nervous but hopeful.)
Boy’s Mother:
Good morning, sir... This is my son, Arjun. He’s going to school for the first time. He’s very sharp. We
wanted to get him admitted.
Satyachaar Mishra (twirling his pen, half-listening):
Oh wonderful! Every year our school produces IAS officers!
(His eyes pause on the clerk, who's quietly chewing a file)
What did you say his name was? Arjun? Arjun Kumar... perfect! That name is already considered lucky in
our register!
Clerk Ghoosalal (flipping through papers):
Admission fee is 200 rupees... but with "Building Development Charges", "Garbage Management Tax",
"Chalk Renewal Fund", and "Paper Kachchi Receipt Charges", the total becomes 1200 rupees.
Boy’s Mother (shocked):
But the form says 200 rupees!
Satyachaar Mishra (in a serious, philosophical tone):
Dekhiye behenji... the form is from 2018. Back then, everything was cheaper — even onions were 8 rupees
a kilo.
Now there's inflation! These days we even use imported chalk... comes directly from China!
Ghoosalal:
And yes, 300 rupees extra for the “Digital Attendance App.”
We haven’t installed it yet... but the school is future-ready!
So the grand total comes to 1500.
Boy’s Mother:
Sir, we will somehow arrange it within a month.
(The child, confused, looks around. He sees a teacher writing something on the board)
Teacher (writing with focus):
Children! Look at this English spelling... F-A-D-A-R – Fadar. It means – Pitaji!
Child (whispering to his mother):
Maa...He’s teaching wrong. Mujhe to ye confujia denge.
Boy’s Mother (whispering back, slightly helpless):
Shhh beta... There’s no school till far off distance , we are bound to admit you here... tum ghar pe khud se
bhi padhna, par school zaruri hai.
Scene 3: "EDUCATION IN SCHOOL"
(Classroom setting. Ms. Geeta Kumari stands confidently with a piece of chalk.)
Ms. Geeta Kumari:
Children! Today we will learn about Parts of the Body. Everyone write: “Hed, Shoelder, Knees and Tows.”
(She turns to the board and boldly writes: “Hed”, “Sholder”, “Nose” and “Tows”)
Student 1 (hesitantly):
Ma’am… I think these spellings look a bit… different?
Ms. Geeta Kumari (snaps back, proudly):
Tumein humse zyada aata hai kya? Yeh British spelling hai!
Hum London mein training liye hain... YouTube se!
(Class laughs softly. The student quietly continues writing.)

(Enter Mishra Ji, another teacher. He claps loudly to get attention.)

Mishra Ji:
Children! Today we will study the Solar System.
Do you know when the Sun was discovered? It was in 1954, when Rakesh Sharma went to space!
(Students obediently nod and start copying.)

(Mishra Ji walks around checking their notebooks. Students are now writing the essay “My Father.”)
Student 1 hands over his notebook:
“My Fadar is a enginear. He going office every day with his tool. He do cook food when my mother not in
house. My fadar is very love to me. He is more stronger than Superman and he saying me beta don’t do
smoke because it make lung fall.”
Mishra Ji (eyes twinkling with pride):
Wah! Mast likha hai! Full marks — 10 out of 10!

(Another student, neat and smart, hands over his notebook. The grammar is flawless.)
Mishra Ji (reading aloud, suspiciously):
“My father is an engineer. He goes to office daily. He is a responsible and loving man who helps in the
kitchen too.”
(He narrows his eyes.)
Mishra Ji:
Hmm... this is definitely copied from Google.
You are FAILED!
Student (innocently):
But sir, I wrote it myself…
Mishra Ji:
Areee! Khud likha toh itna sahi kaise hua? Nakal karne mein bhi imaandari chahiye!
(The class bursts into laughter. Student is left blinking in confusion.)
Scene 4: DEO's Office and Inspection Orders
(Background: DEO’s office – a tired fan whirring, official papers rustling)
Narrator (Voiceover):
Scene 4, DEO is sitting in his office, a notice from DC office comes.
DEO: (reading the notice)
Huh… new job, old vibes. There are a total of 12 schools to be inspected. It's all a mess... but duty is
important too.
(DEO signs files)
Narrator:
DEO appoints 12 school inspectors for each different school.
(Music plays: “Mama, I’m in Love with a Criminal” – instrumental only. During the music, on stage, 12
officers come forward one by one and act as if inspecting different schools)
(Scene transition: after inspection visual)
[Back in DEO’s Office – phone rings]
School Inspector (on phone):
Good evening sir.
DEO:
Yes Mr. Vishwajeet. How was your inspection?
Vishwajeet:
Sir, that’s my concern behind this call. Us school men padhai ka koi istandard hi nhi hai.I have visited many
government schools in my career like those of Hazaribagh. But, this one of Dholakpur is really something
else.
DEO:
Then what’s the problem in this? We trust you. You improve the school. We increase your inspection term by
5 days.

Scene 5: Principal’s Offer & Vishwajeet’s Refusal

[Inside Principal's Office – day time]
Principal:
Ramesh! O Ramesh! Suno, officerwa phir aa rahlo hai. Seedha usko mere cabin mein bhejna.
Ramesh:
Sure sir, sure.
(Both Principal and Ramesh laugh lightly)
(Vishwajeet enters. Principal brings him inside and closes the door behind.)
Vishwajeet:
Sir, but what’s the point of closing the door?
Principal:
Sir… business ki baatein khule mein nahi ki jaati hai.
Vishwajeet:
Enough sir! Enough. It’s the year I will be retired. In these 26 years of service, I never promoted any bribe
business. Huh! Let me inspect the school through a neat procedure!
(Vishwajeet steps out banging the door. Principal acts sad.)
(Background Song: “Kab maine ye jaana tha, kab main ye socha tha, tum itne badal jaaoge…”)

Scene 6: Principal’s Panic & Ghost Planning Begins

Principal: (loudly)
Dishita ma’am! Shreya ma’am!
(Dishita and Shreya ma’am enter running and collide with each other, then try to balance in a funny
posture.)
Both (together):
Yes sir!
Principal:
Ma’am, that officer is not ready to listen to me. He is not even ready for the bribe business. I think you
should make a plan to send him away from the school as soon as possible.
Dishita Ma’am:
Adarsh!
Shreya Ma’am:
Anshuman!
Dishita Ma’am:
Can you both help us with the total elimination of the smooth inspection of the officer, kids?
Adarsh:
Ma’am, badle mein faayda?
Principal:
Full marks! Full marks!
Shreya Ma’am:
But sir…
Principal:
Samjhe karo… bachwan bahut bara kaam kar rahe hain!
Dishita Ma’am:
Jee sir.
(Background: Addams Family Theme – Instrumental Remix begins – ghost planning scene starts with
overdramatic buildup)
Scene 7: "Haunting the Honest Inspector"

(Lights dim. Principal and Vishwajeet enter the creepy staff room. A chair creaks. Cobwebs hang. Flickering
light buzzes overhead.)
Principal (nervously smiling):
“Sir… this way, please. It’s our old staff room. Peaceful… and private.”
Vishwajeet (suspicious):
“Looks abandoned.”
Principal (forcing a laugh):
“Haha… just a little dusty. I’ll bring tea. Sit, sit.”
(Principal exits. Lights flicker again. Silence. Suddenly, soft crying echoes. )
Vishwajeet (alarmed):
“What was that? A child crying?”
(He stands. Looks around. Breathing intensifies.)
“No. It’s just my imagination…”
(A ghost kid crawls slowly behind him. Another swings a cupboard door open.)
Principal (offstage, terrified):
“Bachaooo!! Bh… b… BHOOTTT!!”
(He runs toward the exit – finds Dishita ma’am and Shreya ma’am at the gate, calmly shutting it.)
Dishita Ma’am (in eerie tone):
“No one leaves without the ghost’s permission.”
Shreya Ma’am (whispering coldly):
“She doesn’t like visitors.”
(The ghost kids circle him, music builds. Music begins: "Gum Rahon Ka Rasta..." – instrumental, slow.)
(Vishwajeet runs across stage like a bullet, hands flailing, screaming. Vishwajeet slips, falls, gets up and
runs screaming behind him.)
Vishwajeet (crying while running):
“I resign! I resign!! Let me outtttt!!”
(All freeze. Lights out. Music fades.)
Scene 8: DEO Office to School – Arrival of Mr. Dev Verma
DEO (calm but firm):
Mr. Dev Verma… you're one of the most promising young officers I’ve seen in years.
Dev Verma (standing, respectful):
Thank you, sir. That means a lot.
DEO (walking slowly to window):
Last week, I sent Mr. Vishwajeet to Dholakpur Uch Vidyalaya. An honest man, close to retirement. But
they… broke him.
Dev (alert):
Broke him?
DEO (turns around):
Yes. They tried to bribe him. Scare him. Fool him with ghost stories.
Dev (confused):
Ghost stories… sir?
DEO (nods):
Yes. And sadly… it worked. He walked away. But I’ve made a new plan. I’ve already sent three villagers to
spread a rumour — that I’m now sending a fearless, honest, and sharp inspector.Aapko wahan 1 mahine k
liye bheja jaa rha hai.
(IN BACKGROUND PRINCIPAL IS ACTING LIKE TO HEAR FROM VILLAGERS WHEN THEY ARE
TALKING)
Dev (smirks):
Good strategy, sir. Let’s see if the ghosts can handle me. Waise bhi hum Bengal se hai.
DEO (smiling):
That’s the spirit. But brace yourself. Before you even reach… the drama has already begun. I’ve already sent
an official notice to the school — that you’ll be arriving within a week. They must be sweating bricks by
now.
[Cut to dramatic fast-paced music – light version of “Golmaal Hai Bhai Sab Golmaal Hai” playing in
the background as a montage begins on stage.]

[Montage scene inside Dholaipur School begins.]

(All actors are miming actions to the “Golmaal” background score.)
 • Principal is seen instructing painters to urgently paint the school gate, classrooms, and his own
office.
• Dishita ma’am is arranging empty shampoo bottles in the Chemistry Lab.
• Shreya ma’am is pasting printed periodic table posters on the wall.
• Peon Ramesh is planting plastic plants in the garden.
• The “Biology” lab is seen displaying Lux soap and Dettol bottles labeled as "Body Cell
Replicators."
• Students are brushing desks with fevicol to make them look glossy.

[Music slows slightly – enters the English Teacher classroom scene]

English Teacher (with fake accent):
Now children, remember — when the officer enters, you greet him by saying, “Good Morning Sir, Welcome
to Our Clean and Disciplined School.”
Student 1 (repeating with bad accent):
Guddd marnin sar, welcum to our dispen... clean school.
English Teacher:
No no no no nooo! Repeat like me – clean, calm, elegant!
Student 2 (whispers to another) (Hindi, with comic tone):
Bhaiya yeh English teacher toh aaj B.B.C. banna chahta hai.

[Cut to football ground. Coach is shouting names.]

Football Coach (over-enthusiastic):
When he asks who is your idol, just shout — Cristiano Ronaldo, Lionel Messi, Sunil Chhetri.
Player:
But sir… I’m the goalkeeper.
Coach:
Toh kya hua? Khelna toh acting ka hai!
Football Coach : Then say who’s your idol??
Players: RENALDOO AND MAUSI!!
Football Coach : Damn it!! Why can’t you all …….

(Scene cuts narrator says AFTER A WEEK )

Scene 9: The Grand Welcome
(Location: School Main Gate, followed by Registrar Office)
(Background music fades as Mr. Dev steps out of a car. He adjusts his coat, scans the school with a neutral
expression.)
Principal (with folded hands, overly polite): Welcome, welcome, Mr. Dev Verma! We are... deeply honoured
by your presence. Please, this way!
Teachers (lining up, almost robotic): Good morning, Sir! We wish you a fruitful visit!
Mr. Dev (a little surprised but composed): Good morning. Hmm... very warm welcome.
(He walks past the staff, nodding slightly, and heads into the registrar office. Two peons open the door in
sync. A teacher quickly dusts the chair before he sits. Mr. Dev gives a slight look but says nothing.)
Mr. Dev (to Registrar): Can I see the student attendance records?
Registrar (smiling nervously): Of course, Sir. Here, fully updated.
(Mr. Dev flips through. His brow rises slightly.)
Mr. Dev: 100% attendance... in every class?
Registrar: Yes, Sir. Our students are... very punctual.
Mr. Dev: And these... syllabus records?
Registrar: Yes Sir, syllabus covered... and even revised.
Mr. Dev (smiling, impressed): Impressive.
(He closes the register and stands up.)
Mr. Dev: Let’s move to the science lab and the football ground. Just a routine check.
(Principal gulps slightly, pretending to smile.)
Principal: O-of course, Sir. As you wish.

Scene 10: Lab of Illusions & The Football Fiasco

(Location: Science Lab and Football Ground)
(Mr. Dev enters the science lab. A science teacher stands near a board labeled “Acids and Bases.” Students
are seated, but all look confused.)
Mr. Dev (picking up a bottle): This is... shampoo?
Science Teacher (stammering): Sir... wo... actually... hum log chemical ka substitute...
Mr. Dev: Substitute?! You teach pH values with Head & Shoulders?
Science Teacher (nervous laugh): Sir... conditioner bhi hai. For practical balance.
Mr. Dev (deadpan): Impressive innovation.
(He moves ahead and lifts a soap bar from the shelf.)
Mr. Dev: Soap instead of sodium chloride...?
Science Teacher: Sir, sab natural hai. Skin-friendly bhi.
(Mr. Dev stares blankly, then turns and exits.)
(Scene shifts to the football ground. A coach is giving instructions.)
Coach: Beta, Messi ka naam suna hai?
Student: Ji sir... par vo cricket khelte hain na?
Coach (facepalms): Arre no! Messi... football ka legend! Sunil Chhetri bhi pata hona chahiye.
Mr. Dev (interrupting): Can I see some practice?
Coach: Of course, sir! Boys, show him your dribbling!
(Students start dribbling but fall over themselves. One tries to kick and falls backwards. Another kicks but
the ball hits a pole and rebounds into a dustbin.)
Mr. Dev (suppressing laughter): Very... natural style.
Coach (forced smile): Sir... hum bas naye drills try kar rahe hain.
Mr. Dev: Hmm. Yes. Very... experimental.
Scene 11: PT ya Chana Party?
[Location: Other end of the school ground | Background: Light marching music fades in and out,
birds chirping, kids giggling faintly.]
(Mr. Dev walks past the chaotic football coaching and reaches the other end of the ground. He notices little
children standing randomly, some are tying shoelaces, some are hopping, and some are just chatting. In
front of them stands a heavily built lady coach, dressed in track pants two sizes tight, munching a massive
bowl of chana chaat.)
Mr. Dev (whispers to himself):
Hmm… Physical Training, as mentioned in the schedule. Let’s see.
[Zooms in on the lady coach – wearing sunglasses, sweatband, and a whistle that’s been clearly
unused.]
Coach (still chewing):
Hey kids, we’ll have PT after a while , you can play among yourselves
Child (to another):
Didi is interested in the chanas tho!
Another Child:
Yeah! Chana is just like her time to time boost , a small need for a big body (children laugh)
[Suddenly, the coach notices Mr. Dev approaching from a distance.]
Coach (panicking):
Areyyyy School Inspector sir! Aaa rahe hain!!
(She quickly dumps the chana chaat into her pockets — both bulge comically.)
Coach (blows whistle dramatically):
Everypne get into the line ! Start PT!
Coach:
One! Two! Three! Four!
Children (half confused):
One! Two! Three! Four!
(But with every jump, chana starts popping out from her pocket like popcorn.)
Coach (yelps):
Arrey mere chane gir gaye!
Children (in rhythm):
Arrey mere chane gir gaye!
Coach (gasps):
Oh no, The School Inspector is here!!
Children (shouting):
Oh no, The School Inspector is here!!
(She awkwardly tries to hide chana by stepping on them, slipping slightly, and then stands straight like
nothing happened.)
Coach (in fake energy):
Once again! One! Two! Three! Four!
(Mr. Dev reaches, observing the chaotic yet bizarrely synchronized drill. He stares at the floor, spots chana
all over the place, one sticking to a child’s shoe, another inside a girl’s cap.)
Mr. Dev (smirking, softly):
Well… so this is what they meant by “Balanced Diet with Exercise.”
...Interesting strategy.( Mr. Dev laughs)
(He turns around and walks away, chuckling under his breath. The coach wipes sweat from her forehead
with the same hand that had chana – now her forehead also has masala streaks.)

Scene 12 – Principal’s Office: Serious Inspection & Turning Point

(Scene opens inside the Principal’s office. Mr. Dev Verma sits across from the principal, a few teachers,
and the school clerk. A serious discussion is going on. Everyone is tense.)
Mr. Dev (firmly, holding inspection file):
So let’s review this again — your science lab has zero actual equipment, your students in Class 8 can't solve
Class 4 math, your teacher attendance is forged, and these fee receipts — they’re nowhere in sync with the
official structure.
Principal (defensive):
Sir, local issues... lack of government support...
Mr. Dev (interrupts, sharply):
Don’t give me that. You are the support these children have been waiting for. And you failed them.
Completely.
(Just then, a small knock at the door. Outside, in the corridor near the registrar counter, a poor couple
and their child are handing over ₹1500 to the school clerk. Mr. Dev, distracted, notices this through the
open door.)
Boy’s Mother (meekly):
Please take it... 1500 rupaye… saara paisa jamaa karke laye hain…
Clerk (casually):
Admission ke bina fee le lo… warna late fee bhi lag jaayegi.
(Mr. Dev stands up instantly and walks out. Everyone watches. He walks to the counter, takes the ₹1500
from the clerk's hand and returns it to the parents.)
Mr. Dev (to the family):
The fee for admission in this school is ₹200. Not a paisa more. Who told you ₹1500?
Boy’s Father (nervously):
Sir… registrar ne kaha… principal sahab bhi bol rahe the...
(Dev turns, slowly walks back into the office. Silence.)

Scene 13 – Motivational Confrontation in the Principal's Office

(Dev stands at the door, firm, eyes on the principal and all teachers.)
Mr. Dev (powerful voice):
You know what's worse than corruption?
Corruption that kills a child's future.
(He walks slowly back to the table.)
Mr. Dev:
You overcharge the poor. You fake learning. You cheat the system.
But more than that... you've betrayed your own role as educators.
(Pin-drop silence. Teachers look away.)
Mr. Dev (voice rising):
“Teachers are not salary drawers. You are soul shapers. Nation builders. Dream protectors.
And if you forget that — you’re not just unworthy of respect...
You’re dangerous.”
(He pauses. Looks directly at the principal.)
Mr. Dev:
From today, this ends. No fake fees. No fake records. No fake education.
You will fix this school. And I will watch every step.
(He walks to the child and his parents.)
Mr. Dev (softly):
Welcome to the school, my boy.
(Smiles and hands him the admission receipt — ₹200 only.)
This school is now yours. And no one will stop you again.
(Music starts swelling… light instrumental background begins.)

Scene14 – Reformation Montage (Background Music Only)

(("On Top of the World" by Imagine Dragons OR
"Aashayein" instrumental loop (very soft)*))
• Workers painting school walls
• Desks and benches being repaired
• Science lab being actually used with students experimenting
• Teachers taking real attendance and teaching sincerely
• Sports practice on the field, students running happily
• That same child sitting in uniform, answering confidently in classroom
• Board at the gate repainted:
“Dholakpur Uch Vidyalaya – Now Rebuilt with Truth”
Scene15 – Emotional Farewell Ceremony
(Open courtyard. All teachers, students gathered. A proper send-off for Mr. Dev. Garland in hand, flowers
around. The principal steps forward, humbled.)
(Song :- Summertime Sadness Song by Lana Del Rey )
Principal (seriously):
Sir, we were blind. And you showed us the mirror.
This school stands today... because you didn't walk away.
Mr. Dev (with a gentle smile):
I didn't do anything extraordinary. I just remembered what this badge means.
(Shows his ID)
It stands for truth. It stands for children.
(He turns to the teachers.)
Mr. Dev:
Don’t teach to earn. Teach to transform.
Remember… when a child succeeds, it's not just his win.
It's yours too.
(He walks towards the exit gate. Students run after him and salute him one last time.)
Boy (talks to Dev at the doorstep of the office):
Sir, "Sir… you may be leaving these gates today, but your presence will forever echo in every classroom,
every corridor. This school found its soul because of you."
(Dev smiles.)
Mr. Dev:
Its good to hear that. — never forget how it feels to be left behind.
Because only then... you’ll pull others forward.
Scene 16 – “One Thank You” (2 mins max)
[Lights up on a sleek newsroom setup. “LIVE – Dholakpur Times” flashes. Emotional instrumental in
background.]
Reporter (bright smile):
“Joining us is Arjun Singh – the UPSC topper whose journey began… on broken benches of Dholaipur
School. Arjun, first question – what changed your story?”
Arjun (calmly):
"A man named Dev Verma, sir. An inspector. He didn’t just inspect… he listened."
Reporter:
“And what did he hear?”
Arjun:
"A child begging for education… and being told 'No' just because he couldn’t pay bribe."
Reporter (shocked):
“And he helped you?”
Arjun (nodding):
"He changed the school, sir. Cleaned the system. Gave me a chance."
Reporter (leans forward):
“What would you say to him now?”
[Arjun turns to camera. Music swells softly.]
Arjun:
"Dev Sir…
Aap ne ek zindagi nahi, ek soch badli.
You didn’t save a student. You created a citizen."
[Suddenly, an older Dev walks in from the side. Arjun stands, salutes him with folded hands. Dev
nods, placing a proud hand on his shoulder.]
Reporter (emotionally):
“From silence… to Civil Services. From denied… to AIR 1. Dholakpur didn’t just produce a topper… it
gave India a torchbearer.”All that happened because of an honest officer and I resolve to follow the same
path as my idol did.
[Lights dim. Scene freeze on handshake. End.]
(SONG:- . "Lakshya" Title Song – Lakshya)

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CLASS TEACHER :- Mr. Asif Syed

Writers:- Swatika Soni AND Divyanshu Rakesh

Script editing Members:-

Rishyant Raj
Shaiini Jain
Sara Khanam
Tejshree Chandra
Shlok
Parthiv Choudhary