You're coming with me, right? I never imagined you would allow yourself to be used like this. I'm not being used.
I've just become selfish. Selfish? How can someone with no purpose left in the world be selfish?
You're forgetting someone. My daughter, Sundri, is my purpose. She's currently with your father.
What are you saying? He has set a condition that he'll let me see her only if I can convince you to marry and bring you back today. That's why I've come here myself.
I won't force you, nor will I appeal to our love. I've laid out my purpose before you. The choice is yours.
You've already done what you came for. You've made me realize that there's only one boat, and that boat can only hold one person to reach the shore safely. Either I can go, or you can.
A nephew who's loved his Auntie his entire life would never let her drown. He'll make sure you're the one on that boat. After twenty-two years, my Auntie's boat will finally reach the shore.
While Bashah, Bashah will drown in the sea of customs and traditions. Please forgive me, son. I've wronged you.
Please forgive me. Quick, come and give me your hand. Give me your hand.
Look what I've brought for you. It's a herbal beautifying paste. Now, quickly apply it to your hands.
Why? You should be the one to apply it for me. No, my dear.
I'm far too unlucky. No, I'm just as unlucky as you. I don't have a mom.
To me, you are my mom, and it would mean so much to me if you applied it. No, my child. My fate is far too cruel.
I'd prefer if you applied it yourself. That's out of the question. Besides you and Ghulam, I have no one in this world.
I'll only put it if you apply it. Otherwise, I'm not putting it at all. Look, dear, try to understand.
I don't want the shadow of my misfortune to darken your happiness. I still want you to be the one. Fine.
But when Ghulam returns, I'm going to complain that you never listen to me. Please, just do it. Auntie, there's a phone call for you.
Hello? So, what happened? He's agreed.
Good. Then you two get out of there. What are you still doing there?
Why are you in such a hurry to crush the poor boy's soul? Don't speak like that in front of him. Do you know how hard it was to convince him?
He only agreed because of my- We're just leaving. Fine. Ready to go, Bashah?
Auntie. You're taking a shell of a man away with you. I'll pray to God that He fills your heart with as much love for Murk as you had for that other girl.
Amen. If love could be signed over like a piece of property, why would there be any need for tears? God is great.
He has the power to change hearts. Being locked in a room for twenty-two years didn't change yours. Perhaps it's because no one ever prayed for me with such a sincere heart.
Shall we go? Let's go. No, Brother Qurban, why are you worrying so much?
I told you he'd be here, and Khursheed has gone herself to get him. Sahib Jan, just remember. This time, I don't want a repeat of what happened before.
What are you even talking about? In fact, I don't see why you're even dwelling on such thoughts. Sahib Jan!
He's coming. I kept telling you all that he'd come. Finally, he's coming.
Now make sure all of you arrive on time as well. By God's grace, my daughter was already so naturally beautiful, but now, she looks even more radiant after the herbal mask treatment. It's because it was applied by your hands.
The glow was inevitable. Every deed done with love carries a special blessing, my child. Mom, your love feels like a form of worship to me.
Worship is simply another word for love. Where are you going? To make some tea.
No, absolutely not. It's your wedding day today. You're about to be a bride.
You won't lift a finger for any household chores. Okay. Besides, the mansion's full of celebrations.
The food will be sent from there. Is that so? Yes.
Hearing the commotion from the Master's wedding should've told you that the grand festivities are underway there. Mom, I've never been fond of chaos. Neither for myself, nor for the Master's daughter.
I'm just a poor woman, dear. I can't even afford to have grand wedding music played for my son's procession. Mom, when you're marrying the man of your heart, joy naturally dances within your soul.
I'm happy, Mom, and I don't need any of those drums or grand displays. My prince of a son is getting a bride just like you. You're beautiful on the outside, and on the inside.
I just hope that my son and you are never struck by any evil eye. You know? The government gave me this security detail so they could protect me if my life were ever in danger.
I wish there were a police force that could protect us from those who attack the heart. You know, Auntie, I was telling Motia that Punnu's brothers were sent to pick him up. I thought my dad would come, but he sent my brother instead.
My dad's quite the politician. Here I am, a minister, and despite my power, I couldn't even track down one girl. No one ever imagined that an attraction to a girl you only crossed paths with once or twice would become this fatal.
Bashah, it seems you haven't even tried to put her out of your mind. Once Murk enters your life, then everything will change. I don't know why, Auntie, but I feel like that girl is like a script etched onto my heart, impossible to erase.
Whenever I try to wipe it clean, my heart shudders. It feels as if my heart will break into a thousand pieces. I hear Murk is very fair-skinned.
Her fingers are so slender. She's stunning. This heart isn't a fan of looks alone.
This heart belongs to someone unattainable, someone beyond my reach. Features and beauty don't matter once you've fallen for someone from afar. Yeah, what is it, Javed?
Sir, I wanted to tell you something. Javed, your time's up, and the time my father gave me has also run out. Sir, her friend was lying.
That girl's name isn't Sundal. -Her name is actually- -Javed, time's up. Enough.
Is everything all right, child? Dad, I was cleaning the kitchen and accidentally knocked the cup over. It shattered.
You just bought it yesterday, and I've already broken it. It's no big deal. Here, forget about it and get up.
Good girl. It's just a simple cup. Breaking and shattering are just part of life.
I'll get a new one tomorrow. Dad, I've burdened you with more expenses. You work so hard to save money, and then there are these extra costs.
It's nothing like that, child. God will provide me more for your sake. To be honest, I don't even want you to lift a finger.
I've raised you with such care. When I see you working, my heart sinks. I wish my daughter could marry into a house filled with servants, so you'd never have to work a day in your life.
I just want you to stay happy. Dad, why do you have such grand dreams? We're poor people, and poor people shouldn't dream like that.
Why not? Every father wants his daughter to live like a queen wherever she goes. That's all I want, for your life to be free of any hardships or pain.
My daughter will live like a queen in whichever house she goes to. By God's grace! My daughter-in-law will look so lovely once she's all dressed up.
You look beautiful even now. Why are you crying? No reason, I just missed my Dad.
Your father must be a good man for you to miss him right now. I never missed mine for a moment. I never imagined I'd get married like this.
When someone dares to dream, destiny must mock them. What was your father like? Did he love you a lot?
He was wonderful. He was as pure as love itself. Sincere and honest.
But time never valued him. It kept him caught in its endless cycles of turmoil. Even in death, his body suffered.
It was even a struggle to secure a grave for him. My father was terrible. He'd beat my mom every day.
Why do you never remember your own mom? I never actually saw Mom. I only knew her through the stories my dad told me, and whenever he spoke of her, he had a smile on his lips while his eyes would well up with tears.
I only had one photo of Mom. But they even sold that off to a scrap dealer. Don't let it get to you.
Be grateful that your neighbors didn't sell you off to a scrap dealer. Look at me. My father sold me away when I was a child.
Just like your mom's photograph. Forget all that. Just stay happy like your mom in that picture.
Ghulam has entered your life now. My son will treat you like royalty for all your life. You'll rule over this house just like Madam Sahib Jan.
What are you looking at? Dad used to say the oppressed are always awestruck by the oppressor's power. You speak of such deep things.
I can never understand you. It's better that you don't understand. Otherwise, life becomes impossible to live.
Forget all that now. Today's your wedding day. Just be happy.
Give me a smile. Look at that, Sundri. What a grand welcome.
Seems like Bashah has finally returned for his wedding. I knew it. I was just a passing whim for the Master's son.
Well, it's for the best. From today, he goes his way, and we go ours. You're taking a shell of a man away with you.
I feel like that girl is like a script etched onto my heart, impossible to erase. Whenever I try to wipe it clean, my heart shudders. It feels as if my heart will break into a thousand pieces.
You aren't just a friend to me, Ghulam. You're my brother. Whether anyone believes it or not, your Bashah does.
That's enough. Bashah. Bashah.
Go inside and get ready. Qurban and his family are about to arrive. Ghulam.
Yes, Daaji? Take him inside and get him ready now. As you wish.
Let's go, Bashah. I knew it, I was just a passing whim for the Master's son. Well, it's for the best.
I've even seen him dance with joy for someone else. Their search always ends once they find another woman. What kind of love is this?
What happened to that passion? In the face of whoever's available, all their feelings just vanish. It's all a matter of longing, true love leaves no room for anyone else.
Just like I can't even think of anyone but Ghulam now. Did you see that? Did you see how eager they are to shroud me?
That's enough, Bashah, enough. Why are you poisoning your life for a girl you just happened to meet on the way? It's also possible that the one you're pining for is dreaming of someone else.
Don't say that. That girl isn't allowed to dream of anyone else. No.
Love can't be forced, Bashah. I love her. I'm not forcing her.
If she loves someone else, then my love will melt her heart. It doesn't work like that, Bashah. It's also possible that there's no room in her heart for anyone else.
Man, why did you keep saying such melancholic stuff? If only I had her number, it’s just not possible that I’d call and she wouldn’t answer. She might hang up once or twice, but eventually she’d get used to hearing my pleas, and then, maybe she’d take pity on me.
Bashah, aren’t you ready yet? Brother Qurban has already left for here. He still has some time before he gets here.
Tell me something. Doesn’t seeing me this miserable bother you? Enough, Bashah.
This argument is old news now. Son, how can we let you take on the burden of a girl who’s gone missing? After all, you’re our only son, have some sense.
I swear, this is just a youthful infatuation that you’ve turned into a childhood obsession. Ghulam, haven’t you helped Bashah get ready yet? Well, my apologies, we just got caught up talking.
When has he ever done anything right? Let him be for today at least. It’s his wedding today.
The poor guy’s all grown up. What did you just say? Doctor’s wedding?
Ghulam, didn’t you tell Bashah? No. Oh!
So that’s why you couldn’t look me in the eye. That I’m in pain, and you’re happy. You know what, I’ll celebrate your wedding joy along with mine.
Maybe I didn’t find mine, but at least you found your love. You should’ve told me sooner, man. I would’ve dropped everything and rushed back for your wedding.
Please forgive me, Bashah, -I was going to tell you- -Forget about it. Where are your clothes? Have patience, I’m sending them over.
Bashah, I really wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t. Let me tell you everything now. Look, I always knew you were quite mysterious.
Deep on the inside and the outside. You did all of this, and I had to find out from someone else? You’ve betrayed our friendship.
-No. -I thought you were my friend. No, Bashah, I didn’t betray you.
I was just helpless. -I was about to tell you- -Oh, forget about it. What’s done is done.
But if you ever do something like this again, I won’t let you off so easily. You got that?
