Tawaif (तवाइफ़)

"The holy Almighty."

"In the name of God the merciful and compassionate."

"In the name of God the merciful and compassionate."

"We bow to you in your court."

"We are the servants in your government."

"You are the owner, you are the provider."

"You know the secrets of our hearts."

"Show us the way to righteousness."

"For the sake of your lord."

"Give the heart the wealth of this world."

"God grant us Love."

"The holy Almighty."

"In the name of God the merciful and compassionate."

"In the name of God the merciful and compassionate."

Greetings, Bai Amma (Mother)!

When did you come, Saeeda? - Yesterday!

Is everything fine? - Your blessings!

Be blessed!

Greetings! - Greetings!

Greetings! - What's this child doing this morning?

Come Nagar!

Greetings Mr. Dawood! - Greetings!

What have you brought today?

This is a plate, and this is a sweet made of gram. And it's to be eaten.

What's there to laugh in this?

Very nice! Did you prepare it?

No, mother! So father said send it to Dawood.

Must have lost the taste in his mouth by eating from the market.

So, mother said, do make him eat in front of you.

There! Time to go to the office.

So, shall I go?

Of course! Let me dress up.

Okay! Tell thanks to father for the sweet.

This watch has become my enemy.

You go! Go! - Going!

Greetings, mother! - Why have you stopped there? Go!

Get my dress, quickly, mother!

As it is I am late. - Okay, take! - What are you doing?

So quickly it's 8 o' clock, now a days.

What is this?

Easy! Easy!

I can never find the right way to this dress.

Why are you wrestling with the dress?

As it is I am late, mother.

If I miss the 8:13 bus, Lala Fakirchand will fire me so bad...

...that I won't feel hungry. Yes!

How much do you eat?

Will the grain prices fall in the city if you don't feel hungry?

Okay, mother, I am going! Bye!

Eat something and go! - No! I'll miss the bus.

Look, Dawood!

If you don't bother about eating, then take out...

...my 6 month's rent, and vacate the room!

Look mother!

Scold me as much you may want to.

But send me away from you. Okay?

Who else do I have, in this world, than you?

Then eat!

Fine! I'll eat on the way. Okay? - Alright!

Wait! Wait!

What's it, mother? I am getting late!

Take this! Take this 5 rupees!

Have your lunch too. Take!

Why don't you come in line, brother?

Everyone will get a seat. You'll just keep pushing.

Strange!

Brother! - Okay, master!

Someone has felt behind. Whose is this?

'Band Darwaza' (The closed Door).

Kainat Mirza.

Silver beach, 55 Juhu, Bombay.

Yes, tell me!

I wish to meet Kainat Mirza.

I am Kainat.

Sorry, I never knew you.

But, I still did not recognize you.

My name is Dawood.

Dawood Ali Khan Yusuf Zaid.

Well! You have such a lengthy name at such a young age.

Thanks!

I am such a mad.

I left the manuscript of the novel in the bus.

Greetings, Mr. Lala! - Greetings!

Greetings!

Greetings, Mr. Lala! - Greetings!

There is a new edition of Krishna Sopti.

Greetings, Mr. Lala! - Be blessed, Fatima!

Dawood! Hasn't Dawood come?

Greetings sir!

Sorry for being late.

Say sorry later. First I want the list of...

...books published this month.

I'll get it right now!

Greetings, uncle! - Greetings!

Send Mr. Suleman to me, when he comes! - Okay!

Just a minute, Mr. Hafiz!

Where's the list?

List.

Dawood, come here!

Come! Come!

I've made hot snacks.

Come, be seated!

I haven't seen my mother.

But, even if she were to be..

..she would never have loved me more than you.

No nonsense! Take, have snacks!

Dawood, you get married now.

Marriage? - Yes.

Mother, I'm not able to manage myself in 700 rupees.

Where will I keep my wife? - To hell with such a job.

What else will I do?

I suggest, get married to Nadira.

To Nadira? - Yes.

Yes, he was saying, "if you find some...

... good boy, go to Haj after giving the girl and the shoe shop to the son in law."

Did I do my M.A to be selling shoes?

No! You did M.A to be beaten with shoes.

By selling shoes your degree papers might spoil, isn't it?

Then you keep taking the beatings of people.

Mother, what all will you bother about me?

Eating, drinking, staying, and now of my marriage too?

Yes.

Leave this marriage thing to me.

One day I'll get you such a daughter in law, you'll be amazed.

Really? - Yes.

Brother Salim, please make the bill.

Okay!

You? - Greetings!

Greetings! How come here?

You had said that...

...you publish books at your place. - Yes.

So, I thought why not take advantage of your source.

Well! What am I worth? I am just a...

At least you'd be worth referring me.

Possibly, my novel might get published from here.

Com in! - Come!

Sir, she is madam Kainat Mirza.

Greetings! - Greetings! Be seated!

Thank you!

Hey, Dawood! - Yes sir.

You too be seated!

Thank you Sir.

Sir, Kainat Mirza is a fantastic writer.

Dawood is applauding my handwriting.

Whatever you'd be writing would surely be good.

Such sense of humor, we only get to see rarely.

Thanks!

Well! What do you write?

Don't know!

But I had read somewhere that everybody has a novel in their life.

So, I wrote it.

But I don't know if, what I have written, is a novel or not.

Sir, I have turned it here and there to see.

Whatever she has written would not just be a novel, but a good novel.

If it's a good novel, then why have we not printed it, yet?

That's why we have brought her to you.

Look, Miss. Mirza.

Please call me Kainat.

As per our traditions...

Sir! - Yes.

Excuse me, Mr. Salim, in the shop...

Listen! - Yes, sir!

Please tell for the tea! - Okay sir!

Dawood! - Yes, Mr. Lala!

Pack this and keep it there!

Okay! - Yes!

Won't you take your salary today?

Yes, Mr. Lala!

Without a salary how will I eat?

My bad days begin right from day one of the month.

Who was that madam?

She's a new writer.

New and beautiful too.

Excuse me! What happened?

He has kept the novel. He said he would read and inform.

That's a nice news!

You can say you've won half the battle.

Do you plan to offer sweets or not?

Sweets? You come to my house..

..I'll treat you with Lucknow cuisine, made by my mother.

Mouth is watering. Surely I'll come.

Okay, bye for now! - Bye!

Dawood! Mr. Dawood! - Sir!

I am going to meet Mahinder Singh Bedi.

Okay! - Will not come back to office.

Okay! - Anyways, I am busy for few days.

You do one thing. That madam Kainat Mirza who had come...

...you know? - Yes!

Read her manuscript.

Give me your opinion about this.

Okay! - In few lines.

I'll see the rest.

Nice girl!

Listen, Miss. Kainat! Listen!

What happened?

After you left, Mr. Suleiman gave me your manuscript to read.

I came running to tell you this. - Thanks!

That's a good news.

I'll read and tell the good news.

Well! What's your subject of your novel?