The 4 June 2025 episode of Jhanak leaps forward twenty years into an era of unresolved legacies, evolved relationships, and fresh adversaries. The focus shifts to the grown-up Jhanak (portrayed by Riya Sharma), now a tenacious IPS officer, and the new dynamics between her colleagues—especially Arman Singh Rana (played by Arjit Taneja), who enters as a determined cop with his own secrets. Meanwhile, lingering family grudges from before the jump threaten to tear these new threads apart.
Scene 1: Early Morning Flashback and the New Jhanak
The episode opens with a soft montage set to haunting piano notes: a series of black-and-white stills from the pre-leap era, reminding viewers of the pivotal moments that shaped the Talwar-Bose family—Nutan’s accident, Anirudh’s protective vows, Tejas’s dark threats, and the family’s eventual moral victory. As each still dissolves, the faint sound of Jhanak’s childhood laughter echoes, building into the opening credits.
Cut abruptly to 20 years later. A sun-kissed Kolkata skyline emerges over the horizon. We see a woman running between auto-rickshaws, raincoat fluttering—officers trailing behind her. She pulls out her service ID, revealing her name: IPS Officer Jhanak Bose (Riya Sharma). A confrontation in progress catches her eye, and she ducks into uniform as she approaches. This is not the timid girl from years ago; this is a confident, street-smart cop, determined to seek justice, any cost.
Jhanak (inner voice-over):
“20 saal beet gaye… par tabhi ki kahani abhi khatam nahi hui. Jo sach chhupa tha, ab uska hisaab hoga.”
Scene 2: Arman Singh Rana Enters as Jhanak’s New Partner
Inside a bustling police precinct—papers shuffle, phones ring—ACP Arman Singh Rana (Arjit Taneja) strides in, adjusting his blazer. He reviews a case file labeled “Unresolved Talwar Investigations.” His expression is unreadable until he catches a glimpse of Jhanak walking by. His eyes hold a flicker of recognition—perhaps from a childhood memory, perhaps from a secret he’s harboring.
ACP Arman (to Sub-Inspector Mishra):
“Mishra, mujhe Jhanak Bose ke baare mein sab batao. Kahin yeh naam mere kisi case file se toh nahi juḍta?”
Mishra (nervous):
“Sir, Jhanak ji ka record impeccable hai—Mumbai Police se direct transfer hua tha. Yeh sirf supervisory update hai… lekin pata hai woh Talwar family se thi. Aap jaante honge unke family feud ke baare mein?”
Arman nods, face tightening. He retrieves his phone and dials a number.
Arman (softly):
“Haan, Dada… main yahan hoon. Case ka naya phase shuru hone wala hai.”
He hangs up, determination in his eyes. Meanwhile, Jhanak briefs a team near a whiteboard scribbled with “Case 457: Talwar Hacking Syndicate.”
Jhanak:
“Yesterday’s raid revealed encrypted files—shaayad woh hi pichle Talwar ke case se connected hain. Aaj hume new evidence audit karni hai. Interrogate the hacker gang from Lakeview arrest; koi bhi chhota clue zaroori hai.”
She locks eyes with Arman in the corner—professional respect with an undercurrent of tension. Neither speaks; protocol dictates they focus on the task. Yet, the air is charged.
Scene 3: Rashmi Bose’s Family—Seeking Clues from the Past
Cut to Bose residence, now more modern but retaining family portraits on the walls. Rashmi Bose (the grown-up version of that child avatar from pre-leap), now a journalist, reviews old news clippings pinned on a cork board: “Talwar Family vs. Rana Consortium.” She picks up her phone.
Rashmi (on call):
“Mamaji (Uncle Anirudh), mujhe pata chala ke Talwar hospital case mein kuch files get leaked. Kya aap mujhe un scans de sakte ho? I’m writing a retrospective on jhanak’s childhood trauma—she deserved justice.”
Anirudh (voice over phone, gentle):
“Rashmi beta, woh din yaad karke dil dukh jata hai. Main kal KP Memorial Hospital se doctor’s vault access karta hoon. Tumhe files bhej dunga.”
Rashmi pinches the bridge of her nose—her dedication matches Jhanak’s dedication, but from the media side. As she ends the call, Anirudh Bose (Krushal Ahuja’s grown-up counterpart) enters, carrying a steaming cup of tea.
Anirudh:
“Woh hacker gang case matter sahi jagah hai. Kya tumne Riya—IPS Jhanak se baat ki? Woh chahat rakhti hai background details ke liye.”
Rashmi (curious):
“Nahi abhi tak. Par Arman Rana unke partner hain—woh bhi Talwar vs. Rana ki purani dushmani jaante honge.”
Anirudh exhales:
“Nahi Bhai. Arman ne kabhi apne dada—Vikram Rana—ke baare mein nahi bola. Shayad uska apna data ho, jo main jaanta nahi.”
Rashmi nods thoughtfully:
“Main kal tak sari past docs arrange karke tumhe deti hoon. Lekin abhi, Jhanak ka kaam zyada important hai.”
Scene 4: The Lakeview Hacker Gang Interrogation
The precinct’s interrogation room sits under harsh fluorescent lights. Jhanak, Arman, and Detective Raj (Sahil Malhotra) stand around a table where three men—part of the Lakeview hacking ring—sit handcuffed. The leader, Shafiq, smirks defiantly.
Jhanak:
“Shafiq, tumhaare pass woh encrypted drives kahan hai? Tumhe pata hai yeh drives ka Talwar ke aakhri case mein kitna significance hai.”
Shafiq (smug):
“Kya Talwar case? Hum hacking query karte hai… koi personal vendetta nahi. Main bas orders follow karta hoon.”
Arman paces behind Jhanak, voice calm but piercing:
“Tumhare waale orders jaate hai seedhe Vikram Rana ke office tak. Ab batao, tumne Talwar ke encrypted files kahan store kiye?”
Shafiq’s smirk falters. He shifts uncomfortably under Arman’s gaze.
Shafiq:
“Woh… woh safe house me mile the. Ek vacant warehouse near Riverside. Par usme sirf half files the. Baaki Raja naam ke aadmi ne le liye. Wo aaj kal phone par offline hai.”
Jhanak’s eyes narrow:
“Warehouse ka exact address kya hai? Aur Raja ka last known location batao.”
Shafiq gulps:
“Riverside Industrial Complex, Block C6. Raja ka flat number 404, Lodhi Apartments.”
Detective Raj clicks his pen.
“Ye information abhi secure karte hai. Kabhi ye safe house location leak hote hi hum wahan camp maarenge. No more running.”
Arman studies both Shafiq and Jhanak in silence. He finally nods:
“Good. Shafiq, tumhe ab judicial custody mein bhejenge… par Raja tak pahunchane mein help karoge.”
Shafiq hangs his head.
“Main help karunga… bas mujhe witnesses se bachao.”
Jhanak steps back, exchanging a look with Arman: mission mode activated.
Scene 5: Vendor Call Brings Shocking Revelation to Jhanak
Later that evening, Jhanak arrives at a small tea stall near the precinct, seeking a moment’s respite. She orders cutting chai and pakoras, gazing at the rain-drenched city street.
Her old friend and local informant, Ramesh “Bunty” Singh, slips through the rain, holding a torn piece of paper.
Bunty (whispering):
“Madam, yeh mil gaya aaj subah warehouse ke paas—Talwar ke lawyer ka visiting card. Name—Advocate Ashwin Mehra. Phone number phirse band hai.”
Jhanak’s eyes widen. Advocate Mehra was Arjun Talwar’s final lawyer before he died. Bunty continues:
Bunty:
“Woh card khoja was warehouse ke dumpster me. Kuch aur traces mile nahi—sirf ek lipstick ka dabba, jisme ‘RS’ likha hai.”
Jhanak’s heart pounds:
“RS… Riya Sharma? Ya Rashmi Bose? Bunty, yeh kya clue hai?”
Bunty shrugs:
“Madam, sirf itna hi mila. Main adversary ko confuse nahi karna chahta; bas aapko time pe batana chahta tha.”
Jhanak thanks him, unfolding the card. She squints at the address: “Mehra & Co. Advocates, 5th Floor, Lodhi Plaza.”
Jhanak (voice-over):
“Ashwin Mehra… woh hi banda tha jise papa ne trust kiya tha. Agar uske pass Arjun ke documents hain, to vo warehouse se judi honge. Par lipstick… ‘RS’… kya unke pass koi talwar family secret hai?”
She tucks the card into her pocket, determination in her eyes.
Scene 6: Arman’s Personal Conflict—The Rana Legacy
Meanwhile, at Rana House, an opulent mansion decorated with ancestral portraits. Vikram Rana (Sanjay Kapoor reprising his aged look via flashback sequences) stares at a large mahogany desk cluttered with legal files—many stamped “Talwar vs. Rana.” Today, his son Arman Singh Rana joins him, removing his blazer and pouring himself a glass of scotch.
Vikram Rana (quietly):
“Arman, tumne Jhanak Bose ko tune kaise pachana? Uski family ne humari family ki izzat tabah ki thi. Ab tum uske partner ho?”
Arman’s face darkens:
Arman:
“Ab papa, woh feud 20 saal purana ho gaya. Mere liye who matters hai haq. Jhanak sirf ek service professional hai. Aur main usse respect karta hoon—chahe apne dada se alag sochta hoon.”
Vikram stands, stepping toward a framed portrait of Arjun Talwar shaking hands with Vikram’s younger self—symbol of a betrayed alliance.
Vikram Rana (bitterly):
“Arjun ne mujhe piche se dhokha diya tha. Meri mehnat, meri image sab barbaad. Main aaj bhi har roz us ghatna ko yaad karta hoon.”
Arman crosses his arms:
Arman:
“Papa, sach vo bhi sundar tha. Agar aap apni emotions se kaam na lete, to maybe Arjun Talwar aaj zinda hota. Abna, hum dono ke pass chance hai sach ko ayne me dekhne ka—ek naya case, ek nayi Jhanak.”
Vikram’s shoulders slump: a fleeting moment of father-son conflict. But he pulls himself together:
Vikram Rana:
“Accha. Par agar tumne usayela unse pyaar dikha kar mere legacy ko shikast pohchayi, to… main tumhe hargiz maaf nahi karunga.”
Arman nods respectfully and turns to leave.
Arman:
“Papa, main apni duty pura karoonga—chahe anomalies kitni bhi sadistic kyun na ho.”
Vikram exhales, staring at his son’s retreating back, torn between paternal pride and bitter resentment.
Scene 7: Rashmi’s Midnight Research at Mehra & Co.
Later that night, dark clouds swirl above Lodhi Plaza. Rashmi Bose sneaks into the nearly deserted Mehra & Co. Advocates office, flashlight in hand. The receptionist is gone; the corridors are silent.
She rushes into Advocate Mehra’s cabin, spotting a locked filing cabinet. Her hands tremble as she picks a lock using a hairpin—old habit from investigative days.
Inside, dusty file folders labeled “Mehra Confidential – Talwar Cases” catch her eye. She sifts through them—old petitions, handwritten notes, and finally a USB drive marked “Arjun Talwar – Exhibit A.” She stares, adrenaline surging.
Rashmi (breathless, whispering):
“Yeh toh wahi USB hai jiske baare mein Kabir ne hospital mein bataya tha… Agar isme evidence itna strong hai, to Rana ki saajish abhi khatam nahi hui.”
She pockets the USB, then notices a CCTV monitor in the corner. On playback, she sees a shadowy figure—Veer Patel—entering the office at 3 AM last night. He rifled through these same files.
Rashmi:
“Veer Patel… Rana’s goon. Agar unhone ye files capture karne ki koshish ki hai, to shayad abhi bhi yeh jagah dangerous hai.”
She hears footsteps echoing. She swiftly hides behind a desk, clutching her phone as it buzzes—Anirudh Bose calling.
Anirudh (over call):
“Rashmi, koi update mili kya? Woh USB mil gayi?”
Rashmi (hushed):
“Haan, mil gaya. Main abhi nikalti hoon. Par CCTV me Veer Patel dikh raha hai—woh wapas aa sakta hai.”
Rashmi clicks off, pressing her back against the wall as the footsteps draw closer down the hall. She exhales and edges toward a fire exit, USB hidden. The camera lingers on her retreating silhouette.
Scene 8: Tense Reunion—Jhanak, Arman, and Detective Raj Coordinate at Precinct
Early morning, around 3:00 AM, Jhanak and Arman meet Detective Raj in a dimly lit briefing room. On the table lies a map of the city with multiple red pins—talwar safe houses, former crime scenes, and Rashmi’s newly discovered location flag (Mehra & Co.).
Detective Raj:
“I have confirmation from precinct that the Lakeview warehouse raid was a diversion. The real heist was at Mehra & Co. Rashmi alerted us—USB secure with her. But we suspect Rana’s men might be trailing her.”
Arman jots down notes.
Arman:
“Good work, Raj. Jhanak, humen ab murad (Rana’s circle) ko crack karne ke liye teen pramukh sthalo par simultaneous action leni hogi: (1) Mehra & Co., (2) Warehouse C6, (3) Rana House archives.”
Jhanak folds her arms:
“Understood. I’ll take the Mehra & Co. raid team—trace Rashmi’s exit route and secure the USB. Arman, you cover the warehouse and get Raja in custody. Raj, guard Rana’s archives—don’t let any files slip.”
Detective Raj nods:
“Roger that. We move in 30 minutes.”
As they finalize strategy, the camera zooms out—three silhouettes around the table—united by a mission to reclaim the past.
Scene 9: Dawn Raid on Mehra & Co. and Warehouse C6
9A. Mehra & Co.
By 4:00 AM, Jhanak leads a force of six commandos to 5th Floor, Lodhi Plaza. They gain entry using a quiet hall pass. Jhanak picks the door lock; inside, the office is deserted—drawers half-open, papers scattered.
She whispers into her radio:
“Team Bravo, secure the perimeter. Raj ji, confirm Rashmi’s location.”
Detective Raj (over radio):
“Rashmi exited via service elevator 20 minutes ago, heading toward East End parking. She’s safe. USB intact. We’ll coordinate extraction at rooftop.”
Jhanak exhales relief, then notices the cabinet standing ajar. She retrieves the USB drive.
Suddenly, from the corridor, the CLICK of a gun’s safety switch. Jhanak spins—Veer Patel emerges, pistol raised.
Veer (snarling):
“IPS Bose… tum thodi na samajh rahi. Wo USB vahan chali gayi hai jahan tum soch rahi ho.”
Jhanak, gun drawn, aims steadily:
Jhanak:
“Veer, ek ghalat step mat utha. Mere team abhi tak NCR ke route par hai. Tumhare paas kuch seconds bache hai.”
Veer lowers his weapon slightly, eyes darting, then dashes backward. Jhanak fires a warning shot—glass shattering in the distance. Veer flees down the fire escape. Jhanak radios in:
Jhanak:
“Target escaped—Veer Patel. But USB secured. Exiting now.”
9B. Warehouse C6
Simultaneously, ACP Arman and two commandos surround Warehouse C6. Using night-vision goggles, they spot Raja, shivering behind crates, tied up with duct tape. He recognizes Arman:
Raja (pleading):
“ACP Rana! Aapko dekhkar bahut sukoon mila—main ready hoon testify against Talwar. Main sirf evidence chah raha tha.”
Arman cuts Raja’s ropes.
Arman (gentle but firm):
“Raja, yahan se safe rahega. Ham tumhe police van tak le jayenge. Lekin batado, tumne encrypted drives kahan drop kiye the?”
Raja gulps, pointing to a metal shelf on the far side. Under a tarp, they find a small black briefcase. Arman opens it—two HDDs, labeled “Talwar_Evidence_Part1” and “Part2.”
Arman:
“Perfect. Let’s collect and exit. Raj ji will upload this to the central server.”
They load the drives into evidence bags.
Scene 10: Rana House Archives—The Final Showdown
Meanwhile, inside Rana House, Detective Raj arrives disguised as a family friend. The butler buzzes him past the ornate gates. He walks into a vault-like basement, where a single security guard—armed with a rifle—stands watch over shelves of archived files.
Raj approaches, flashing his badge:
Detective Raj:
“Senior Security, main verification schedule lane aya hoon. Naye court order ke basis par Rana Family Archives review karni hai.”
The guard, intimidated, whistles for an aide:
Guard:
“Sir, madam allowed verification—par sirf records from 2015–2019. Aap unhi shelves upar check kijiye.”
Raj nods and walks between rows of shelves. He stops at a locked glass case labeled “Mehra Confessional–Arjun Talwar Case”. He enters a multi-digit code—obtained earlier from court order—and the glass doors click open.
Inside, he finds the original USB—older than Rashmi’s copy—alongside handwritten transcripts, including Arjun’s final voice recording. Raj’s phone buzzes—Arman’s call:
Arman (over phone):
“Raj ji, warehouse drive upload complete. Evidence secure. Tumhare pass jo confidential drive hai, woh agar hum upload kar denge to Rana ka poora empire khatam ho jayega.”
Raj nods to himself, uploading the drive. Suddenly, the lights flicker. A masked goon (sent by Vikram) jumps from the shadows and lunges at Raj with a baton.
Detective Raj (dodging):
“Stop right there!”
A brief scuffle ensues—Raj subdues the goon, cuffing him. He staggers to reboot the main server. As files upload, an alarm blares: evidence leak.
Raj straightens, wiping sweat:
Detective Raj:
“Rana’s legacy shred ho rahi hai—just as it should.”
He exits with the drive, having crippled Rana’s control over past misdeeds.
Scene 11: Confrontation at Rana House—Vikram’s Cornered Fury
In the grand drawing room of Rana House, Vikram Rana stands by a window overlooking his gardens. Arman and Detective Raj enter, files in hand. Vikram’s face, lit by morning sun, is masked in fury.
Vikram Rana:
“Tum log kaise ghus aaye? Arman, tum… meri raksha karne waale the.”
Arman remains composed:
Arman:
“Papa, Sach ki raksha ek badi zimmedari hai. Aaj Talwar ke documents unhi ne upload kiye jo zulm bardasht nahi kar sakte.”
Vikram’s jaw clenches:
Vikram Rana:
“Ye sab ek dhokha hai! Talwar ki koi saabit galti nahi thi—sirf mera ghamand unhe nishana banaya.”
Detective Raj steps forward:
Detective Raj:
“Bohot hue aise ghamande—jo apne paap ko society ke sir par rakh kar chalne lagte hain. Ab court in sab sabooton ko dekhega. Aapke arrest orders jald hi aapke darwaze par aayenge.”
Vikram paces, eyes darting.
Vikram Rana:
“Tum log… meri izzat pe… main tum sabko bolunga… Arjan, Arjan ka case… sab jhooth hai!”
Arman’s voice is steady:
Arman:
“Jhooth? Abhi tak sirf jo documents upload hue hain, unhone aapki pureedagi ko jatal diya hai. Apna sach tayar rakho—court me hum sab proof pesh karenge.”
Raj and Arman turn and leave, camera lingering on Vikram’s stunned silhouette—his empire crumbling.
Cut to Jhanak’s apartment—warm lighting, minimal décor. She stands by the window, the USB drive on a table. Arman enters quietly, carrying two cups of coffee.
Arman:
“Coffee banate waqt tumhara naam socha. Abhi tak tum ne kuch nahi khaya, na hi soyi ho.”
He hands her a cup. Jhanak accepts, voice soft:
Jhanak:
“Thank you. Aaj ka din… emotionally exhausting tha.”
Arman sits across from her, gazing at her.
Arman:
“Tumne us warehouse me jo courage dikhaya, main kabhi nahi bhoolunga. Tumhari dedication… kabhi na kabhi mujhe bata deni chahiye thi—mujhe tum pehchaan nu kyun laga.”
Jhanak studies his face. Her voice is gentle, yet firm:
Jhanak:
“Arman, humara baithak sirf partnership par khatam mat hona chahiye. Aaj jab humne family’s past ke andar ghusa, meine realize hua… meri aur tumhari kahani bhi kuch purani dushmani se juri hai.”
Arman leans forward:
Arman:
“Ha, hum dono ki families… Talwar vs. Rana. Phir bhi, tumhare saath kaam karna, meri zindagi ke sabse bade answers la raha hai.”
Jhanak places her cup down and looks out the window:
Jhanak:
“Meri struggle… meri zindagi puri tarah se do hisso me bata di gayi—pehla, mein masoom bachchi thi; dusra, ab mein IPS officer hun. Tum bhi apne aapko do hisso me bata ke dekho: Arman Rana—meri partner… ya Arman Rana—mera dushman?”
Arman’s eyes soften:
Arman:
“Main khud se awaaz nikalta hun… ek cop jo sach dekhna chahta hai. Usme tum meri partner ho. Agar tum ‘dushman’ nahi banti, to… mein bhi nahi banta.”
Jhanak steps closer. The tension between duty and emotion hangs in the air. They hold each other’s gaze, unsure of tomorrow but connected by the shared fight.
Written by: Aanya
Published on: 4 June 2025
