Najma (1943)

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'No matter how much ill

your enemy may wish you...

only God's will is done!'

God is great!

God is great!

Oh beautiful Almighty!

Oh beautiful Almighty!

Oh beautiful Almighty!

Oh beautiful Almighty!

Oh beautiful Almighty!

'Lord and sl*ve both

stand here in the same row.'

'None is the Master,

none the Servant.'

Oh Lord,

you are the highest authority

You solve the problems

of one and all

You are the protector

of those that have gone astray

You are the hope of the helpless

Oh Lord,

please listen to our prayer

Please heed the pleas of us orphans

We are without resources,

we are destitute

The fact is we are in despair

Rescue us from the

atrocities of the wealthy

Please preserve the

honor of us orphans

May our garden remain ever green

May our country

remain ever green

Doctor, tomorrow is Eid (festival).

Has the tailor delivered

the clothes for the kids?

Yes sir, the clothes have come.

Sir, you are so concerned

for the orphans.

If only every person had

the same sentiments in his heart...

our orphans would

have no woes left.

That's right, kids are all equal...

be they rich or poor.

Besides, these are kids...

whom we are duty bound

to look after on behalf of God!

May god bless you! Thank

God for your presence.

Else we all of us have

forgotten our duties!

But Doctor, I notice even

you tend to their health all day.

This is commendable too!

You are being very charitable.

God knows I love all the

kids as much as my son Yusuf!

Where were you, Bedil?

Sir, I was in the operating room.

Just for once speak the truth. Yusuf?

- Yes?

- Was he there?

Actually, Doctor...

I left the operating

room a little early.

Because my heart is very weak,

I can't watch the operation.

Idiot.

Bedil, you have no heart.

How can your heart be weak

when you don't have a heart?

Oh yeah.

Didn't you notice the three

eye candies surrounding me?

You see, my boy?

A heart operation is so risky.

But Mr. Bedil, do you even know...

how that man's frail heart

withstood such major surgery!

How?

Actually his heart was strong

thanks to lots of heartbreak!

Be that as it may, I consider

the world of love an asylum...

and every lover a lunatic!

- Well, to each his own...

- Hello, Bedil.

- Hello! Oh, hello.

- Hey!

Wow. It seems like

candies have been frozen...

and floated into the hospital.

Oh! So you are

a follower of this love!

My dear boy,

you don't need for them.

They would lay their lives for you.

All you need is a box

of chocolates for them.

Anyway, that is my world.

Tell me. How is your love

story progressing these days?

It's okay.

I see her once or twice a year.

These days...

Oh yes, you see her

during one crescent moon.

And then at the next crescent moon.

Have you ever dated her?

We haven't dated.

I've been flirting

with her for years now.

Tell me. Does the man

only have a daughter? No sons?

No, only one daughter.

And how is Mukarram

related to the Nawab?

He isn't kin. He is his

wife's oldest nephew.

Has he given up studies completely?

He isn't interested in studies.

Day and night he gambles,

hunts, plays chess, and flies kites.

He only wakes up

at 10:00 in the morning.

- Ten o'clock?

- Exactly.

And only when a pretty maid

plays sweet notes on the harp.

Oh, wow! That is the

joy of life, my boy.

Bless me for I have

turned you into a k*ller.

- Shut up!

- Shut Up?

Water.

Soap.

The Nawab Sahib

hasn't arrived yet?

My quail is itching for a fight.

Yes. He'll arrive shortly.

Even my quail is

in the same condition.

Take a look.

He is getting as wild as a lion!

We'll know soon.

Sure.

Greetings.

Greetings!

So you made it?

- That's right.

- Have a seat.

Please begin.

Mir Banne, how is the quail doing?

Take a look, sir!

Great.

He is quite tall.

He really appears to be fierce.

Sir, he is as sharp as a sword.

Never mind a sword,

he's more like a cannon.

No doubt at all, sir!

He won't be defeated easily.

He's as strong as steel, sir.

Mir Banne?

Yes sir.

Get ready for the battle.

Wow! Buck up!

Come on! Great! Wow! There goes!

Well done my lion!

You have proved your loyalty today.

I have never enjoyed

a lion-fight as much as this.

I swear I have no regrets

about his running away.

He made Nawab Nabban's

quail bite the dust.

Nawab Nabban was training

his quail for the last seven years.

But he fought with so much gusto.

Looking at his last move...

I thought it chased

Nawab Nabban's bird.

The kick wasn't strong enough...

or it would have worked.

Defeat or victory depends on luck.

But the real challenge

is the spirit of the heart!

I told you earlier

this quail had gone old.

Train another bird.

Did you see that?

Yes Sir.

He ran away because he was old.

Now you say it is old.

You were all praise for it earlier.

When I praise, you praise.

When I criticize, you criticize.

Yes Sir, I am not the quail's

sl*ve. I do your bidding, sir.

I know you only too well.

Yet I am prepared to sustain you.

These dark clouds

won't stop chasing us.

One keeps rolling in after another.

But how will the moon be visible?

- Why?

- When the full moon is visible on earth...

how will the

crescent moon show up?

Stop it. I don't like such talk.

Felicitations, ma'am.

There's the moon.

- Where?

- Out there, ma'am!

Felicitations! Felicitations!

Hey, where is it?

Sorry ma'am, I was praying.

My eyes have been yearning

for a very long time

Please inhabit the

world of my vision

Having made you the

possessor of such beauty...

who told God to

make you so cruel?

Please inhabit the

world of my vision

I would sacrifice myself

on this bashfulness

Come forward and please my heart

Please inhabit the

world of my vision

My heart is in your custody

It is up to you.

Inhabit it or destroy it

Please inhabit the

world of my vision

When he comes to our

house tomorrow for sweets...

I will surely complain to father.

- Oh, please don't tell the Master, ma'am.

- Why not?

It would mean we are weak.

We cannot wreak vengeance.

So what should we do?

Listen.

Eid. Let's hug and celebrate Eid

Eid. Come let's celebrate Eid,

friends

Daily it is milk

and other sweets

Today it is only sweet vermicelli,

friends

Eid. Let's celebrate Eid

Eid. Come let's celebrate Eid,

friends

Big or small,

everybody celebrates Eid

Everybody sings songs of joy

Sweethearts celebrate at Eid,

friends

Eid. Let's celebrate Eid

Eid. Come let's celebrate Eid,

friends

The old and the young

wish each other happily

Friends wish their bosom friends!

Eid. Come let's celebrate Eid,

friends

Eid. Let's celebrate Eid

Superb! The sweets

were so delicious.

Everyone was licking

their lips in glee.

Here's your gift, Tilak.

Shabnam, here's your gift!

And this is Nawab Najma's gift!

Thank you, father!

The doctor and his

son Yusuf have arrived.

Please ask them to sit.

I'm coming!

Is this the time to visit?

It's been twenty years

since he's settled in Lucknow.

Still, he knows nothing

of Lucknow's etiquette.

That's right.

But why should I forget my manners?

Father, I was unable

to tend to the guests.

If you permit me,

may I serve sweets for these two?

Sure, my child!

Did you see that, sweetheart?

Even the children of sociable

families become sociable.

- Greetings!

- Greetings!

- Greetings!

- God Bless you!

- Happy Eid!

- Happy Eid!

- Happy Eid!

- Happy Eid!

Please take a seat!

Have you put the

chilies in his water?

- Yes.

- I hope you didn't put chilies in the Doctor's water.

- No.

- Get the salt.

Here.

Add lots of salt.

That will teach him

a lesson for flying kites.

Taste that. Should I add some more?

It's like poison, ma'am. Poison!

Be careful not to put

salt in the Doctor's bowl.

No, I'm adding sugar to his bowl.

He's not to blame.

Go bring Gulabo.

Look, this bowl is for the Doctor.

And this one is for his son Yusuf.

- But why so, Ma'am?

- You don't know?

The Doctor consumes more sugar...

while his son consumes less.

- Don't forget.

- No Madam, I get it.

This bowl is for the Doctor

and this one is for his son.

Correct.

Go.

Nawazish Ali! Nawazish Ali!

What?

Look Nawazish Ali,

this bowl is for the Doctor...

and this one is for his son.

But why two different

types of bowls?

I'm fed up with your whims.

Mind your own business.

Shut your mouth

or you'll regret it.

Look here,

you always try to lord over me.

I've been here for last 17 years.

Hundreds like you

have come and gone.

You are always jabbering.

- Do you know who has sent these sweets?

- Who?

The young mistress has

sent it over personally.

And she specifically demanded

what I conveyed to you.

So why didn't you say

anything all this time?

You should have said

so in the first place.

You just got saved from

being hanged, Nawazish Ali.

And if she does not hang Me,

you do it.

Stop it, you villain!

Take a good look at your face!

I forgot.

Which bowl is for whom?

Got it! This is for the doctor.

No, this is for the son.

Forget it. Who cares? Whatever.

Doctor, today's sweets

have become famous...

in almost all of Lucknow.

Come, please have some!

Thanks!

- Please have some.

- Thanks.

Quite frankly, I haven't

eaten better sweets than these.

Wonderful!

- Go ahead and have it!

- Yes.

There, he ate it!

Oh, his expression didn't change?

Look, the father is paying

for the son's misdeeds.

Poor Doctor.

He must be thinking

we add salt in our desserts.

Perhaps we will get

the son with the betel leaf.

I hope the betel leaf

gets caught in his throat.

This is superb, sir.

I have never eaten

better vermicelli before.

Have some more, son.

Do not hesitate.

Tell me, Doctor, what is

your opinion of the vermicelli?

It is very good.

It seems as if I

am sitting in heaven...

eating a divine dish.

Doctor, it seems you

don't eat too much dessert.

No, sir.

When you were having

the vermicelli...

I could tell from

your expressions.

Yes sir.

Thanks!

Yusuf dear, which year

of medicine are you doing?

The fourth year, sir.

What is the matter, Yusuf dear?

Is everything okay?

The fourth year.

The one who offers

me chilies in betel leaves...

I am praying for her quietly

At least my love

has left this effect

It has had a silent

impact on her as well

Oh, dear heart,

lest my love be disgraced

Please be discreet about love

Some day she will surely be mine

My heart says so.

My heart says so quietly

Give it to me.

This is my Eid gift from aunt.

You came to collect your Eid gift...

but did you think of going

to aunt's house to wish her?

When she was alive

you always went there.

Nobody hides behind

a veil in dad's presence...

but everyone hides

behind veils in my presence.

Who other than Najma hides

behind a veil in your presence?

Sure. Till yesterday

she used to play with me...

but today she has

to hide behind a veil?

Why shouldn't she?

After all, she is a growing girl.

In fact, you should avoid

going in front of her.

That's why I don't go there.

Don't go. You want me

to scold you some more on Eid?

Here. Take your gift.

Greetings!

God bless you!

Why have you come now?

Mom, may God grant you a long life!

Please, may I have another

five hundred rupees?

What for? Just the day before

yesterday you took five hundred.

And now this?

This is my Eid gift.

And the other five hundred?

A hundred went towards

the kite fliers' wages...

a hundred towards the

quail trainers' wages...

a one hundred-fifty towards

the chess players' wages...

and a hundred-fifty

for other entertainers.

Five hundred rupees are gone.

And what is this money for?

Look Mom, winter has set in.

I need to buy new pigeons.

I have to get their clothes sown.

And above all, eight kite

games remain to be played.

Mukarram,

when will you mend your ways?

You gave up studying ages ago.

If your marriage

is proposed shortly...

their first query will be,

What does the boy do?

Mom, what are you saying?

I did O level in English.

I know Arabic and Persian too.

What more do you want, mom?

But my boy, you must put

this knowledge to good use.

Oh! You mean to say

I should take up a job.

Has anyone in the family

taken a job before now?

Give me one example of

anyone having taking up a job.

Those were different times.

Becoming a judge or barrister

brings you renown these days.

Mom, the fact is

that if you have money...

you can buy off ten

judges and ten barristers.

Look at how famous your son is.

I am an excellent kite-flyer,

excellent quail-fighter...

nobody can beat

me in the board games.

And don't even mention chess.

I receive hundreds

of invitations from abroad.

But what can I say?

I cannot leave Lucknow.

As for people like Sultan Khan...

they are hopeless.

- Really, my son?

- Would I lie to you?

These wrists are so strong,

all of Lucknow swears by them.

Is that so?

Is that so? Recently

your son broke an iron rod.

Oh God! I hope you

didn't hurt yourself, son.

Not at all, mom.

These wrists are made of lead.

Tell me, is your son inferior

to any judge or barrister?

Not at all, Mukarram!

You are right.

Then let me have those

five hundred rupees.

Give it to me. Go on. Go on.

- Go on.

- Okay.

The heart.

It is the most vital

organ of the body...

and is related to

all other parts of the body.

The heartbeat gives

life to the entire body...

and if it stops

life comes to an end.

Bedil, matters of the heart

are being discussed. Love, too.

My dear friend,

you discuss love daily.

Has there been any

mention of love as yet?

Let us clarify this today.

Watch out, my boy,

lest you be embarrassed.

Excuse me Doctor,

I want to ask you...

where in the heart

does one find love?

The world of the heart is so big.

Love must be lying

in some nook and cranny.

That means you admit

that love actually exists...

and that it is

found around there?

It is perfectly clear now.

Sit down.

Shut up!

So you admit love exists?

But what is this about?

Why the preoccupation with love?

I'm not preoccupied

with love, he is.

And I am not an

enthusiast of love.

Not an enthusiast, or incapable?

Excuse me.

If you aren't an enthusiast

of love, you aren't human.

In fact it is for

the sake of love...

that this whole wide

world of has been created.

Why did you have to tease me?

You are very mischievous.

But I got back.

You got stung by the chilies.

What if had told my dad?

But how could I have done that?

Did I have the heart to do so?

You could have borrowed it from me,

my dear...

and told the Nawab.

Tilak, I was trying

to compose a couplet.

Sure. To get the correct emotions...

you placed Mr. Yusuf's

torn kite was in front of you.

Nonsense! Where is the paper?

Your wish is my command!

Shall I tell you something?

What?

Love seeks a confidante.

Tell him tomorrow if not today.

What's the big deal?

Shut up! It appears as

if you are looking for trouble.

Sure. A truthful person

is always looking for trouble.

Wait.

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why would you say such a thing?

The secret in your

heart will come out

With that heartthrob thief

Which thief?

Why?

Why would you say such a thing?

This is no way to behave

I don't understand you

If you make the wrong move,

you are sure to lose

Why?

Why would you say such a thing?

Love is playing sun

and shade at this time

You will spend your nights

counting stars in future

Throughout the night.

Throughout the night

Why?

Why would you say such a thing?

My dear, I'm fed up

with your love story!

Ages have passed

without any result.

I did not fall in love for results.

Why else?

Stop talking nonsense!

Either you take my advice...

or stop telling me the

story of your hopeless love.

Buddy, tell me a simple way.

Your suggestions are the

kind that could get me bashed.

Really? So you're afraid

of being bashed up now?

Then you should forget love.

Go to Banaras.

My dear man,

I swear if I were in your place...

by now I would have

spoken to her many times...

and met her thousands of times.

Will you suggest something

or go on lecturing me like this?

My dear, take me for instance.

Listen, when I fell

in love with my wife...

Listen...

that is your sister-in-law,

around six years back.

Not so I could flirt with

her while another married her.

- Really?

- But because I could take her as my wife.

My dear I swear by you,

I was bashed up hundreds of times.

- I was laid up in bed. You know what I did then?

- What?

As soon as I got up from

bed I was back to my old ways!

You're really brave!

So what was the outcome?

You're asking about the

outcome again? Don't you see...

I have six kids like

you playing in the house?

Your kids!

When did you get married?

Take it for granted.

Such things are taken for granted.

Well, trainer Bedil,

let me try my luck today.

Sure. You must go!

Take the plunge, my dear.

Success is desperate

to kiss your feet.

But if something

untoward does happen...

Untoward? What do you mean?

I mean even if you get bashed up.

I shall keep a bed ready.

Bless me for I turned

you into a hearty romantic.

Tilak is out! Tilak is out!

Go stand facing the

wall in front of you.

Don't come till someone

calls out to you.

Go.

- May I come?

- Not yet.

May I come?

- Not yet.

- Oh God! Who is this devil?

Not the devil, it is I, Yusuf.

- Oh, Mr. Yusuf.

- Yes.

What are you doing

here at this hour?

I have come for some

very urgent help from you.

- From me?

- Yes.

Only you can do it.

Well, what work?

Well, what work?

Just let me have

a glimpse of Najma.

So the fire is raging

equally on both the sides.

Not today.

Not today? Then when?

Tomorrow.

Oh no. I shall die.

I'd be grateful if you tried today.

Oh God! How do I manage it?

Look, go notify Najma.

After she's notified,

ask her to hide over here.

Did you hatch this

plan when you left home?

No. By your grace I

only thought of it just now.

Tilak, you may come now.

Tilak, you may come now.

Coming.

I am waiting, ma'am.

Please don't forget.

You're under my oath.

Ma'am is tagged!

Ma'am is tagged! Ma'am is tagged!

Okay, tell me, where shall I hide?

Exactly the same place I hid.

Ma'am, do not come

out until I call you.

May I come?

Not yet.

May I come?

- Not yet.

- My goodness!

Who is this ill-mannered fellow?

It is bad manners no doubt.

But I'm afraid you

didn't recognize me.

How would I know?

Great!

Miss, I am the person

who was robbed at your place.

- Who robbed you?

- You did, Miss.

- Me?

- Yes, miss!

What did I rob?

Well, you stole my kites...

fed me chilies in the

betel leaf, and stole my heart.

Today it appears as if...

the world seems to be changing

Today it appears as if...

the world is taking

on a new zeal

The color of happiness

is spreading across the world

The world is taking

on a new zeal

Whose voice did my ears hear?

This heart is

uncontrollable in the bosom

The more she tries

to hide from me...

the more my eyes yearn for her

The stars are twinkling

Someone is smiling somewhere

To whom is the moon so attracted?

The moon is alighting

on the Earth

Even your voice is

laced with pain now.

What?

Do you ever get any sleep?

Go to bed.

And are you resting too?

I was about to sleep.

But I was disturbed

by your arrival.

You think you will

get sleep if I go away?

Why?

Because you will not sleep.

You're being crazy again.

No, not crazy.

Listen, I nodded

off for a little while...

and dreamt of you standing

near the wall like a thief.

Suddenly I heard someone's

voice from outside.

Whose voice?

Well, I forget.

Actually I was sleepy...

but it sure as hell

sounded like Mr. Yusuf's voice.

So both of you were

in on the conspiracy?

Listen.

I don't want to hear it. Go away.

It is to your advantage.

Listen or you'll be sorry.

Uh-huh.

'Uh-huh' means 'yes'.

I didn't hear it.

When you say 'hear it' after the 'not',

it means you heard me.

Continue speaking nonsense!

Turning away means 'as you wish'.

Okay. Good night!

Please go to sleep soon.

God damn, the love patient.

Dad is around.

I meant to say, God bless you.

And it is time for your medicine.

Tel me, what was the outcome?

Did you meet? Spoke to her?

No. Nothing much.

You aren't opening up today.

Something is fishy.

Would I lie to you?

I told you nothing much happened.

You are hiding things

from a person like me?

Look at me.

My boy,

your eyes are dripping love.

My foot, my tutor!

That means my eyes

didn't drip love before.

It did, but it was awful.

You have become stronger

thanks to me, else...

there is no control on love.

This is a fire.

Hey! My dad is unwell.

So what?

I am merely singing, not crying.

And music is beneficial

for all ailments.

You want me to be beaten up?

He is not well.

Bless me for I have turned

you into a hearty romantic.

Hey! What are you doing?

Stop it, will you?

- Greetings!

- Greetings!

Yes, tell me.

Who is this?

He is the Nawab's employee.

I see! So this is the Nawab's...

What's the matter?

The young mistress is unwell.

The Nawab has sent for the Doctor.

You go ahead.

I shall send him right away.

There you go, my dear.

Just one meeting and

she's got love fever.

Quiet.

Bless me for I have turned

you into a hearty romantic.

Yusuf!

Your dad's here.

Hey, what's all the noise about?

Greetings, Doctor.

Bedil is here. God bless you, son.

Father, Nawazish from

the Nawab's house was here.

The young lady is unwell.

They wish to see you.

- Have they called me now?

- Yes.

Okay.

Hush!

Yusuf, please get my bag ready.

I shall change and

be back right away.

Very well.

Hey, let go.

This is a good chance.

Hide his bag somewhere.

What good will it do?

Tell your dad to

proceed in a hurry...

while you follow

him with the bag.

That's fantastic, my boy!

You see?

This is called expert advice.

- Bless me for I have turned you into a hearty romantic.

- Hush!

- Yusuf!

- Yes?

Yusuf, my boy, bring me my bag.

I am looking for

it but I can't find it.

What? Where has it gone?

Well, it must be around.

Father, you are in a hurry.

You proceed and I will

follow you with the bag.

Okay.

But please bring it quickly.

Yes. Yes. I shall come right away.

Mr. Yusuf has come.

Escort him in.

You shouldn't have taken

the trouble since you are unwell.

Not at all. I'm feeling better now.

Even Yusuf can attend

to such minor treatments.

Yes. By the grace of God...

Yusuf even attends

to major ailments now.

- Greeting, sir!

- God bless you!

Where was the bag?

It was right there.

But neither one of us saw it.

I heard you tend to major

ailments now by God's grace.

Yes, sir!

Something interesting happened

yesterday at the Medical College.

What happened, Yusuf?

Well, a patient came in with fever.

None of the doctors

could diagnose his fever.

And?

I took his pulse and

by your grace I told them...

the cause of the fever

was terror and fright!

Great! That is really excellent!

God bless you!

Well, please take

a look at my daughter.

She might not be suffering

with the same kind of fever.

Yes, this fever is

common these days. Dad?

Sure, son. Please go ahead.

I would like to take her pulse.

Certainly. Come along!

Yusuf wants to take her pulse!

Very well.

Come.

Is everything alright, Yusuf?

Well, I did mention to you earlier.

It is the same.

Terror-fever.

You saw how it affected me?

I immediately got a shock.

Yusuf, is the pulse-rate very fast?

Yes, father.

But there's no reason to worry.

This is symptomatic of this fever.

I need to make some

queries now, sir.

Yes, of course.

Tell me, ma'am, did you go

near a shrub in the past few days?

I mean in a garden?

Yes!

Now ask her if she

saw a shadow near the wall.

She says she thought

that shadow was a human being.

But it turned out to be a monkey.

Oh, okay!

What did you say? Monkey?

How did those cheeky monkeys

get into the garden?

She says she's afraid.

Don't worry, young lady.

The monkey can't do you any harm.

Monkeys are known for this.

The rest is up to the monkey.

No problem, ma'am.

Please do not worry.

I shall get my dad to

write out a prescription.

Well done, Yusuf.

You seem to know a lot

more than mere medicine.

Yes. This is the marvel

of science these days.

Tell me Nawazish Ali,

what news have you brought?

Sir, the doctor is still unwell.

Hasn't his pain subsided

since last night?

Yes sir. That's kidney pain.

I shall accompany you

to see the doctor right away.

Why did you take the trouble?

What are you saying?

A neighbor's duty comes

before a relative's, doctor.

You're right.

Thanks to you that is true.

Else these are times when

the son tells his father...

he flatly refuses to marry.

What is the matter, doctor?

What can I say, Nawab?

It appears as though

this pain will subside...

only after k*lling me.

God forbid, doctor!

I mean it.

I wanted Yusuf to marry

while I'm still alive.

But the sons these days

do not pay heed to anything...

and flatly refuse

you to your face.

Has Yusuf turned down marriage?

Yes.

My niece Razia and

his alliance was fixed...

ten years ago with my permission.

Little did I know...

Yusuf would disgrace

me thus in my final days.

Don't lose heart.

I shall talk to him.

In fact, I have the right

to scold him if need be.

But what does he say?

Find out for yourself.

Because I feel it would be best...

for him to get engaged

within a day or two.

Yusuf, please come here.

Coming.

Greetings, sir!

God bless you!

Yusuf, you passed

your medical exam...

and yet you did

not treat me to sweets?

Yes.

How long will you continue

working at the hospital?

- Another two months.

- And afterwards?

I shall set up my own

clinic and start practicing.

Yusuf, I fail to understand...

how an obedient son

like you could refuse.

Especially when your

father is in this condition.

Why are you objecting

to marry Razia?

She's family. Well-known,

accomplished, and pretty.

And most interesting is

that she is of the same blood.

That's right.

Another thing.

This is the seventh generation...

where the girls and boys

have married within the family.

Yes. My family is the same.

We would rather lose our lives...

before the girls and

boys marry outside the family.

That is the pride of the family.

But, sir, may I say something?

How can an uneducated wife

please her educated husband?

What nonsense!

When we got married...

the wives weren't very literate.

Just the basic home education,

and good upbringing...

which I regard far better.

But, sir, your family

is a whole other matter.

The education and upbringing

is far better in your family.

You see?

God, please grant me quick death...

so I don't have

to hear any more of this.

- Doctor...

- Yusuf, you dare to insult my family to my face!

- That's not what...

- When your own kin says such things...

- to whom will we marry our daughters?

- But, father...

I have given my word

for this match ten years ago.

This promise cannot be broken.

- Either you marry her or I will commit suicide.

- Doctor!

If I had a son like

this I would sh**t him dead.

The father's condition is so

bad and he refuses to marry? Fool!

I feel he is in love with a girl.

That is the reason for his refusal.

Be that as it may! Yusuf's

refusal to marry at this time...

is practically the

same as to going against God.

Yes, that is true.

Do parents rear and educate

their children for this?

So that the father makes

his will at his deathbed...

while the son refuses marriage.

Such children are

better off dead at birth.

You are right. The world

just does not care these days.

Well, I am going out for a while.

Where to?

I'll go visit the doctor.

Then I shall try to persuade him.

Perhaps he will concede.

Tilak...

tell him I have heard everything.

It would be best for

him to pay heed to the elders.

That is no longer possible.

I am helpless.

Try to forget me.

I tried.

But I could not forget you.

I could be disgraced

if you take another step.

I have come too far.

I cannot revert now.

Family honor is the greatest

thing in my opinion.

And love?

Is that of no importance

in your opinion?

I told you I am helpless.

If you insist you

will lose me forever.

What did you say?

Lose you forever?

Yes.

What do you have to say now?

Nothing.

Your wish is my command now.

Because my life depends

on your well-being.

This is not a command.

I am requesting you.

One last request.

If the whole world insisted

I would not have agreed.

But I am obligated to you.

You need not worry.

I shall agonize my entire life...

but I will not

bring disgrace on you.

Mr. Yusuf,

do you agree to marry Razia...

daughter of Ahmed Hussain

for a dowry of one thousand coins?

I accept.

Continue singing,

for it is spring. Sing

The sorrow of love makes me cry

There's happiness all around

It is spring all around

There's grief all around

Life is full of pain

My smile is like the moonlight,

my joy is like spring

In my opinion, without you

flowers are like thorns to me

There is no sorrow today

My heart is at peace

You have inflicted

this sorrow on me

That is why I love this sorrow

Sing. Sing.

I sacrifice myself for you

Continue singing,

for it is spring. Sing

The sorrow of love makes me cry

Sister, this time you

have come after a long time.

Goodness! My eyes yearned

for a glimpse of your face.

I was longing to come too.

But I did not have the time.

Now tell me, how is Najma?

She is a little better now, sister.

God bless you, my child.

Why did you take the trouble?

To welcome you.

Bless you! Do you see

how much she cares for me?

You are right.

Go get some rest, my child. Go.

It is always such

a pleasure to see Najma.

She is a lovely girl.

May god bless her!

Have a seat, sister.

Well, have you fixed a date as yet?

Yes, sister.

Sister, Najma is your own child.

Who in the family could

be better than Mukarram?

Just tell us when.

But there is one problem.

It has only been a while

since the Doctor passed away.

Yes I heard.

I was very sorry.

But I'm glad he got his

son married during his lifetime.

This marriage took place

with great difficulty, sister.

We are glad Yusuf

conceded at my insistence.

He has great respect for me.

God bless him. He is a good boy.

Yes.

So how long will you wait?

Just another week.

His final obsequies

are on this Sunday.

You are aware the late

doctor was my close friend.

After that it is up to you.

Anytime you wish.

I feel any day soon should be good.

As you wish.

- What do you say?

- Certainly, sister.

- Ma'am...

- What?

Ma'am...

Why don't you say

what you wish to say?

I know what you want to say.

I know why my aunt came.

Shall I tell you

what's going to happen?

Who is that?

Why is she pushing her way forward?

She is Dr. Yusuf's wife, Razia.

Is this Razia?

Yes.

Tell me,

did you like the pretty bride?

Not so great. She's alright.

Please don't say

that in my presence.

I'm sorry.

I don't know how to mince words.

I only call a spade a spade.

Do you agree to

marry Nawab Mukarram...

for a dowry of ten lakh rupees?

Say yes, my girl.

Just as your mother and

you grandmother said yes.

Say it. Say yes, my girl.

No need to feel shy. Just say yes.

Hmm...

Congratulations! Congratulations!

Burn, burn.

Burn, oh moth. Burn down to ashes

Nobody understands your pain

Only the victim understands

Burn away silently

Burn, burn.

Burn, oh moth. Burn down to ashes

Do not narrate your tale of woes,

you silly

Do not make the smiling ones cry,

you silly

Burn away with a smile

Unite. Go unite with your flower,

oh honeybee

Strangers don't

appreciate your pain

Only a family member

would understand

Go meet up with your own ones

Unite. Go unite with your flower,

oh honeybee

Do not wander from bough to bough,

you silly

Don't stumble in a falsely

inebriated condition

Come to your senses and unite

Unite. Go unite with your flower,

oh honeybee

Unite

Your song was good, Razia.

You sing well.

Even you sing well. But

your song had a modicum of pain.

Perhaps your voice is such.

And how about your song?

It was a dance of joy.

Tell me something.

I know you are the moth.

But where is the fire?

And where is she blazing?

Fire? She is present

in my own house.

Don't you see the

bright lights all around?

Thank you.

By the way, I saw Najma.

She isn't very pretty.

Ever since you have

returned from the wedding...

you've done nothing

but criticize the bride.

Don't you have

anything better to do?

Bride? Don't you

mention her by name?

What is the big deal

in mentioning her name?

Razia. Najma.

I can mention everybody's name.

But you are aware my late

father was the Nawab's employee.

I owe my education and

this house to the Nawab.

That's why I don't feel

right criticizing that family.

Sure. Why would you tolerate

criticism of that family?

Just what do you read all day long?

How do I explain it

to an illiterate like you?

How can I practice if I

don't study? You talk nonsense.

Why marry me when I am illiterate?

Father knew the answer to that.

You should have asked him.

Or you can go home and ask uncle.

That means they forced

you into this marriage.

You did not wish to do so.

Why are we debating this issue now?

I just returned from the clinic.

I haven't even rested after eating.

That's why I'm telling you

to sleep. Read it in the morning.

Eighteen. Eighteen. It is eighteen!

The dice are askew.

Look properly.

- No, it is not askew.

- It is askew.

- No, it isn't.

- It is askew.

You cheat this way.

I refuse to play with you.

Please get some sleep now, ma'am.

You go to bed. I will sleep later.

When?

At whatever time he comes in.

How long will you

wait for the master?

For as long as there is

life left in my eyes.

Ma'am, this world

is a strange place.

Only some kings and jewelers

recognize pearls and diamonds.

What do you mean?

If you had married Yusuf...

Tilak! What nonsense is this?

You are sinning and you

are making a sinner of me as well.

Have you no shame mentioning

a strange man this way?

- Yusuf is a stranger?

- Yes.

He's been a stranger

to me since the nuptials.

My Nawab is my faith, my world,

and my duty hereafter.

I'm shocked...

you could say such a thing

despite being brought up with me.

Madam! What is the matter with you?

You do not understand as yet?

Let me make it clear.

A girl buries her desires,

her hopes and love of dear ones...

at her maternal home.

She gets married...

and only leaves her

husband's home after death.

You will return

home tomorrow morning.

I do not need you any more.

Ma'am...

Not Ma'am.

I am someone's wife now.

I wish to obey all

of my husband's commands.

But my order remains

unchanged in your case.

- Get out of here!

- But you require a companion.

Tilak, I no longer

need a confidante.

This is my greatest confidante.

God's wish is my command hereafter.

Is this the only outcome of love?

Thousand of woes and

only one innocent heart

My world is so very dark

Even the morning is

twilight in my opinion

I understand this

from my heartbeats...

that life is

another name for anxiety

I am pleased with my broken heart,

therefore...

again today your

name comes to my lips

Is this the only outcome of love?

Are you finished singing?

Yes.

I thought you were studying.

Yes, I felt like

singing for a change.

Sing some more.

I'm done singing.

I shall sing again when I wish to.

Why would you want to sing now?

- What do you mean?

- I am here.

No, that's not the reason.

If I am in the mood

I'll sing again.

Wait for a little while.

Mood?

Why don't you say

if you miss someone?

Miss whom?

Could be anyone.

God forbid anyone falls in love...

and be unsuccessful.

You are bringing

up the same topic again?

Are you offended?

I bet she is yearning

for you over there.

And here you...

- Vile woman!

- What did you say?

If you ever malign anyone

I shall break your bones.

- You'll break my bones?

- Yes!

Yes? Oh My God!

Hit me some more. Hit me some more.

It was my misfortune

I got married to you.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

So why is she crying?

How would I know?

You find everything I say taunting.

I will go home to my mother's home.

Go away!

All of you, leave.

Roshan, you stay here.

Water.

You? Why did you take the trouble?

Where the hell are all the maids?

I forbade them to do any work.

Why?

So that I may serve you.

But this is not your job.

Yes, you are right.

But I have no other

means to get near you.

Excuse me. I got so tied

up playing dice last night...

Please take a seat.

Was the game too complicated?

Yes. Nawab Nabban

had only one coin left...

and both my warriors

were still alive.

What happened next?

I cornered the coin for hours.

So did you win or lose?

By your grace, nobody can

compete with me at this time.

Possibly your warrior

was left behind.

Yes. It seemed so.

What?

Do you know how to

play the board game?

Just a wee bit.

Would you like to play?

Sure. A good deed

needs no permission.

Is this bet acceptable? Or

do you want to play another match?

You think I lost this match?

Hold on, I'll be back shortly.

- Agha Hazar.

- Yes sir.

Come here.

Not you, only Agha Hazar.

Yes Master.

I'm playing backgammon

with my wife. And I am losing.

What's her position on the board?

The wife has lost both warriors.

Only one coin remains.

- What about you?

- I have both my warriors intact.

- So play another board.

- What?

Play another board?

Play another board? And

you consider yourself an expert?

Get out of here! Go!

Forgive me. It took me a while.

Nawab Zaki is a great

player of backgammon.

He came to consult

me for a good move.

I see. So you accept this bet?

Do you know how to play chess?

Just a wee bit.

Would you like to play?

Yes, come on.

There. Check.

It is too early for that.

Here goes.

And that is mate!

Don't disturb this board.

I'll return right away.

Abban!

Yes sir.

Come here.

Not you. Only Abban.

Yes, my Lord.

I am in a game of chess

with my wife and I am losing.

What is the position

of the board, sir?

My king is in check.

Then play your knight.

Even the knight is dead.

Then play the rook.

The rook is also dead.

In that case,

play a new game, sir.

- Play a new game?

- Yes.

And you guys consider

yourself experts at the game?

I've spent lakhs of rupees

on you guys. Get out of here!

Sit, sit.

What are you playing, my dear?

He asked me to join

him for a game of chess.

Don't play chess with Mukarram,

my girl.

He plays very well.

Many time he has been invited

to play by the foreigners.

Mukarram please

play your turn fast...

as we're getting late for the meal.

Okay, we'll play

more after eating.

But now, what move is left?

The game is lost!

Yes.

Oh, okay. You were supposed

to have gone abroad to play.

Just as well you didn't go...

or you would have

acted thus out there as well!

They would have called

you unsporting.

So now Yusuf has started

to dare hit my sister!

He had wed her for this only?

Chhabban just come with me.

Chhabban's father?

What is it?

Both the brothers have

gone to thrash up Yusuf.

What?

Look Razia I have

told you many times...

you should never complain

against your husband.

Come with me to your home.

No Dad. I will not go.

- Come on. I'll drop at your home.

- No.

Get up!

Doctor,

what do you advise for diet?

- Take something light.

- Very well!

Mohammed Ali.

Yusuf!

Brother Chhabban.

Why did you raise

a hand to hit Razia?

I never hit her.

You mean she is lying?

Brother Wasim,

I merely scolded her.

Scolded her? But why?

She behaved rudely.

You have become very arrogant

after becoming a doctor.

Come and apologize to her.

Or know that your guts

will be out of your belly!

Look, I've always regarded

you as elder brothers...

but remember I have the same blood

in my veins as you have...

- and now I cannot take this any more.

- What do you say?

Stop this!

Do not butt in this father!

Get out! llliterates!

If you are my sons...

then even Yusuf is the

son of my late brother.

Go and embrace him.

Go ahead.

Now go back home!

Ill-mannered fools!

Son, I have brought back

Razia again to your house.

Yusuf you must take care of her.

She is illiterate...

but you are educated.

Uncle, I never did anything to her.

I expect that only from you!

It seems the Nawab

will not come today either.

So will we have to fly

the kites without him today?

- How will we do that?

- Why?

Where are the kites

and the strings?

Oh, you are worried

about kites and strings...

but since yesterday my

birds are without any feed.

After all, what about

these innocent creatures?

But this had never

happened earlier.

Oh dear.

I hear that the board and...

chess players have been

turned out from service!

And now it is our turn.

For God's sake do

not speak black words.

So this is all the

doing of the new wife.

Surely there is no doubt in that.

You people can go away.

The Nawab will not

come outside today either.

Dear lady, please inform us...

at what time

will the Nawab come...

to the music and dance

sitting in the evening...

so we shall come in time.

Don't bother. He won't

go there, either, today.

But listen, this function

was arranged as per his wish.

So it is cancelled

as per his wish.

Very well.

Did you all see?

Now utter black words!

Come on now.

Why are you sitting?

Get up!

My lover's eyes are magic arrows.

I surrender myself

My beloved's eyebrows are bows.

I surrender myself!

The eyes' arrows are too much

Those eyelashes

sh**t me with spears...

yet they are the life

of this wounded one

The bow-string is made of love

My heart is like the breeze

The eyes are like the flying kite

My beloved's eyebows are bows.

I surrender myself

My lover's eyes are magic arrows.

I surrender myself

Left playing the board game...

Left playing the chess game...

only connected to the game of Love

Sir.

Who is the letter from?

Collector.

What does he write?

He has written regarding

the revenue from the village.

Just ask the accountant

to respond to it.

But the letter

is addressed to you.

Yes it is.

So unless you tell

him what to write back...

how will the accountant

know what to reply?

I don't usually bother

with these matters.

These matters of accounts

are too complicated.

So what?

You can make an effort.

Go and tell the accountant

that the reply will be sent later.

Please read out the letter to me.

What does it say?

What a trivial matter you're taking up.

Is this the right time for it?

Listen...

today we've forgotten something.

What?

Chess!

Yes, that's it!

Come on, let's play!

I shall win all the games today!

Hmm, we'll see about that.

Okay, let's see.

Here you are, madam.

Your king is in check.

I seem to be losing

many games today.

You have won many a game too.

Oh yes, even the smartest

of players gets defeated by...

a very small negligible confusion.

This bloody confusion

is like that only.

Every game has this rule.

So much so that the game

of life which is considered...

to be the toughest is

lost by the slightest confusion.

Well, what is this game of life?

Pray teach me too!

I am trying to.

Just consider this,

in chess, what to say of the pawn?

Even the king gets

defeated by a wrong move!

But initially the

mistakes of the pawns...

only lead matters

to the queen and king.

Correct!

But if the King remains

alert at his own station...

and so does the queen,

and so also the pawns...

Then there is no

question of defeat.

All will discharge

their own duties.

Yes, and this is the game of life.

Now just consider...

for instance, your accountant.

Let's say he is the queen

and all other employees are pawns.

Whether or not they are performing

their respective duties properly...

else God forbid...

one day the king is

liable to be in trouble.

And thus the winning game

of life is bound to be lost.

Very correct.

Thanks!

Today you have opened my eyes.

Don't worry.

Let us finish this game...

and this one you

are going to win.

We shall play chess later.

As of today let me take

the accounts from the accountant.

Oh Lord!

By your Grace,

today I have won the game forever.

Greetings to you, Sir.

Greetings.

Why did sir take the trouble today?

I have some work with you.

You need money, sir.

It shall be done, sir.

No sir.

Not the money...

rather I need the

accounts for the money.

Accounts of which money, sir?

How many years has it been

since my late father passed away?

Four years sir.

Four years?

So I need the accounts

only for the last four years.

But your late Father,

may he rest in heaven...

he never asked

to see any accounts.

But I want to see the accounts.

Accounts for last three years

have already been submitted, sir.

- For how many days is it remaining?

- Only the current year, sir.

Then let me have the accounts

for this year.

- Then...

- What do you mean by 'then'?

As you say sir.

Rs. 20,000 came in as revenue...

- of which Rs 3,000 went as taxes.

- Sir.

So why does the

book have an entry...

of only 15,000 instead of 20,000?

Where is the Rs. 5,000?

Er, perhaps there

is an error in account.

Error in account?

You've been working for last three hours

yet there's an 'error in account'?

Sir, kindly give

me time till tomorrow.

I have forgotten the

ledger-book at home.

Should it be kept at home home,

or here in the office?

Sir, kindly give

me time till tomorrow.

Very well then.

But you will have to produce

the accounts for the Rs. 20,000...

fully tallied and complete.

Please note that you've been serving

here since my father's time.

So I am lenient. Otherwise I

would have had you sent to jail.

And tomorrow if you are unable to

account for the Rs. 20,000...

then for God's sake you

need not come here. Is that clear!

Greetings, madam!

Come Tilak! What brings you here?

Just came over to see you, madam.

Tilak, I am extremely happy today.

It is a very auspicious day.

Today I have achieved my purpose.

Tilak, you do not look happy.

Are you not glad in my happiness?

May the Lord keep you happy,

forever.

But Madam...

Tilak...

But Madam,

you have earned this joy...

after ruining someone's life.

- Yusuf...

- Stop it Tilak.

Again you have

started the same story.

Leave here.

I say this because he

will listen to none except you.

Now I cannot say anything to him.

As you wish...

but you should remember that

he entered into this marriage...

only upon your bidding...

and now in this situation it is

your duty to save his life.

I very well realize this duty...

but my duty stops me.

I cannot do this.

Tilak I am married. I belong to...

someone now.

Tilak go away. Just go away.

Madam.

Whenever I remember you...

I feel a pang in my heart

I shed tears, silently...

while the world sleeps

To whom can I tell my tale of woe?

None can share my misery

Oh come. Oh come.

My heart is not at peace

Someone waits for you...

desperate with his life

Slowly...

slowly tread the path in love

You may not lose.

The path is very tough

Are you remembering someone?

Pain is written on your face

Wipe those tears from your eyes

Do not feel miserable, my lord

Slowly, slowly

tread the path of love

You may not lose.

The path is very tough

Slowly, slowly

Razia, come here.

You called for me?

Or is it my imagination?

Yes, I did call for you.

Please come here.

Please sit.

What?

Yes, please sit down.

Today I want to take

a decision with you.

Decision?

Why do you need me for it?

Do whatever you feel like doing.

More than I, you are

needed for this decision.

Really? Then tell me.

You are aware that we have

to lead this life together...

and in this very house.

I am aware.

Now it is up to you, whether

you make this house a hell...

or live here peacefully.

You want to take a decision

orally or from the heart?

From the heart.

Decisions can be taken

by heart only when...

you throw away the

memory of someone from there.

Look Razia, my mind

is at its wit's end...

because of your 24-hour nagging.

I cannot do any work, anywhere.

My practice is halved.

I am ill-famed in

town for my confusion.

None except you

has a remedy for this.

I am prepared to treat you,

but just tell me...

have you ever tried

to cure my wounded heart...

or have you always

been rubbing salt on it?

I know you are my husband.

I know very well my duty.

But I'm helpless.

Have you ever realized

that I am your wife?

Have you ever addressed

me lovingly as Razia?

You are forever lost

in just one thought.

You mean I should see

my house being destroyed and...

not even utter a sigh?

Razia! Just listen.

Would you prefer

we not reach any decision?

Both our lives

may remain a living hell?

Don't act crazy

and don't make me crazy either.

Call me crazy or whatever.

I have become mad and

I will make you mad too.

I'll enjoy it when this house burns.

We two mad ones will also burn...

and I'll laugh like mad.

- You did not give them medicine.

- You were absent.

Repeat yesterday's dose.

Doctor, I want to say something.

I shall not see anyone today.

You all repeat yesterday's dose.

- Doctor...

Take yesterday's medicine!

Bless me that I made

you a hearty romantic!

Bedil...

Bedil, right now I am

in no mood for fun. Just go away.

Have you lost your

head completely, my dear?

I say, you had better go home now.

Else you will k*ll me?

Stop joking.

I am very serious,

and you call it joke.

Better go home and say

these serious things. Go.

Yusuf, come to your senses.

I'm senseless and

want to remain so.

I won't let you be senseless.

You are my only friend.

Today there's no other doctor

as important as you in town.

I'm proud of this.

You have toiled for this position

just so that you may waste it thus...

squander it for a useless thing...

that you can never

get come what may?

Stop this nonsense. I don't want

to hear this. Go away from here.

I shall not go till I

bring you back to your senses.

You'll bring me to my senses?

Yusuf sir, madam is unwell.

They have sent for you.

I won't come.

The nawab has called you.

I won't go anywhere.

Yusuf sir,

the junior madam is sick.

- What?

- Najma is unwell.

- Najma?

- Yes.

I shall come along. Let's go.

Come doctor.

I was waiting for you.

Please come.

Mukarram,

let him see the pulse urgently.

Very well.

I have the thermometer.

Here.

Doctor?

Yusuf?

I shall immediately

go and get the medicine.

I sing...

sing in joy

I wipe away all the woes

I make the weeping ones smile

He would call me.

I would not go to him

I would tease him some more.

I sing

Come hear the story

of the world from me

Misery is the old age of the heart...

and joys its youth

Then why should I not sing?

I sing...

sing in joy

You liked my song?

Very good. Sing some more.

Madam, I am always scared...

some day you may

not utter my name for all...

that I have told

you in confidence.

Even if I were to say,

who would believe it?

Well Madam,

the entire town knows...

that I am to be

wed to Nawazish Ali

- Okay, tell me something.

- Yes?

When I saw Nawazish Ali

standing outside the garden...

was Najma herself

talking to him, or...

No Ma'am, the messages

were exchanged, though.

I have heard other news.

What?

Nawazish Ali came this morning.

He said Najma is seriously ill...

and Mr. Yusuf is laboring

hard for her treatment.

Get my palanquin.

Go.

Najma.

God forbid. How is your health?

I am okay, by your good wishes.

Except for wishing well,

what else can we do?

What do we poor folks

have that we can give you?

Wherever we see friendly

folks we pray for their good.

Your good wishes

are very valuable.

Don't say that.

Along with good wishes...

my husband's medicines

are also very valuable.

I would like to give you

some good wishes, in private...

so please ask these

ladies to leave us alone.

I hope you don't mind.

Sir, please do not go inside.

Why not?

Mr. Yusuf's wife has come.

Yes?

Now tell me.

I am wondering...

do I begin the tale of my destroyed

home and your kindness on me...

right from beginning

or from the recent times?

You mean to say,

I have destroyed your home?

No, no,

you are absolutely innocent.

This is like the proverbial dame

who ignites a spark and stands back.

Razia, you misunderstand.

Some foe has misinformed you.

Najma, you initially started

the spark while I kept quiet.

But I notice that the sparks of

your beauty still burn my house.

What do you want to say?

That now you will yourself

have to burn, too...

in the same fire started by you.

Before the wedding you kept

meeting with Tilak. I never did mind.

Razia...

he loved you or you loved him.

I never did mind.

- Razia...

- But now you have no right to...

instigate this fire more

under the guise of your illness.

Razia!

Why have you called me?

Just relax for a while.

I shall tell you.

I don't have leisure.

Nor do I wish to meet you.

Bedil...

I need to apologize.

That day I raised a hand on you...

I wasn't in my senses.

I went many times to your place...

but could not meet you.

Please pardon me my friend.

Cut out that nonsense,

else I shall give you one.

It is too hot. Take off your cap.

You want to hit me?

Come do it.

Yes.

What?

Yes. Yusuf sir,

you must leave there right away.

Mukarram Nawab is coming

there with a p*stol to k*ll you.

Go somewhere quickly.

What is it?

Mukarram is coming

with a p*stol to k*ll you.

Mukarram is coming

with a p*stol to k*ll me?

Yes.

Then let him come.

Who is afraid here?

Don't be crazy.

Come along come with me.

That is not possible.

Now I'll be alone here.

Do you want to die?

I died the day

Najma got married.

Come with me or I'll

k*ll you and myself too.

That's the same thing, Mr.

You'll k*ll me or not.

Yusuf, come.

For God's sake come.

You are my friend.

I won't let you die.

Are you so scared about my death?

My dear, death is heaven.

Yusuf don't be obstinate.

For God's sake come.

There is no hope left.

An operation is useless.

You please try.

I have already examined.

There is no hope.

You, doctor?

Now the operation is useless.

Nothing can be done.

Doctor, I am ready

to give away all my wealth.

For God's sake cure him back.

Nawab, sir, wealth can

buy you everything except life.

I am sorry. I am helpless.

Helpless.

Yusuf, Yusuf has not come!

Is Dr. Yusuf there?

Hello? Dr. Yusuf?

Oh, Nawab sir? Tell me?

Yusuf, my child, why have

you not come till now?

Mukarram's condition

is so critical...

you will have

to perform the operation.

All the other doctors have refused.

Please come immediately.

Sir, it's better if the operation

is performed at the hospital.

No, the operation

will take place at home.

You come right away.

Okay, I'll be right there.

595.

Hello? It is me, Dr. Yusuf.

All instruments,

nurses, oxygen, etc...

for the operation must be sent immediately

to Mukarram Nawab's residence.

Yes, yes,

I am operating. Send it now.

Why are you doing this operation?

Is there no other doctor in town?

All other doctors have given up.

The Nawab insists that

I should do the operation.

Why do you drag the Nawab's name?

Najma must have asked you.

Razia, you have crossed all limits.

This is a question

of life or death for a person.

For a doctor there can

be nothing greater than this.

Move! I don't have time.

Not a question of life,

only of death.

What nonsense!

Not nonsense. I speak the truth.

After ages you have

now got the opportunity.

You and Najma have together

planned to k*ll Mukarram.

Afterwards, the coast

will be clear for you both.

Villain, go away.

You cannot do the operation.

Leave me, else the patient may die.

I don't have time.

If you go there, I shall

tell the senior Nawab that...

you want to k*ll Mukarram.

- I say leave me.

- No.

You all please move aside.

Preparations for

operation are going on.

No point in crying.

This is delicate.

Mr. Yusuf, you came too late.

What happened, Yusuf?

Nothing. I had fallen

on the staircase in my hurry.

- Where is Mukarram.

- Come.

Yusuf, you're that father's son

who was my great friend.

And I feel towards you

as I do my son.

God has given me just

one daughter.

Please try that

her life is not ruined.

Yusuf, sir, the young mistress

wants to tell you something.

Tell her I'm in a hurry.

Tell him that I shall

take back my husband from him.

Tell her I am not God. But

By God I shall spare no effort.

Mukarram...

I just want to say one thing.

Perhaps you do not know that...

every doctor

has given up on you.

But I was ready to

take this major risk and...

agreed to operate upon you.

Only so that if by God's

grace you become well again...

then I may be able to clear this

misunderstanding in your mind.

Najma is innocent.

She is yours.

She loves only you.

If you still don't believe this...

then here is the p*stol...

and here am I.

Tell her, congratulations,

the operation has been a success.

Yusuf...

Congratulations,

the operation was successful.

Yusuf, God knows...

you have done me

a favor that cannot...

be forgotten in my entire life.

What are you saying, sir?

I have always taken

favors from you.

I have just done my duty.

So finally you have k*lled?

No, the operation was successful.

I am going to meet Razia.

Now you are going to

see her when she has died.

She's died?

How can that be possible?

I just came from there.

While dying she said...

'please ask my

master to forgive me'.

'My misunderstanding is cleared'.

'It was all my fault'.

Now what is there?

If she were alive

I would have pardoned her.

Still, Yusuf, please pardon her.

The dead lady's soul will be at peace.

Just once say that

you have pardoned her.

Razia, I have pardoned you.

My God has pardoned you.

My lord and master, if you

have pardoned me then come home!

Bless me, that I made

you a hearty romantic.