Jhok Sarkar - First Season

Did you want to discuss something important with me?

Yes.

I wanted to speak to you about something very important to do with my friend Noorie’s fiance Shaukat.

Shaukat?

Who’s this Shaukat?

Isnt Noorie that -

Noorie is Peeral’s third wife.

They used to like each other before her marriage to Peeral sire.

They wanted to get married.

Then why didn’t they get married?

Noorie’s step father didn’t agree.

He not only owes Peeral a lot of money but he also owes him interest on it.

He wanted to get Noorie married to someone who would pay back his entire loan.

So what happened then?

So they were forced to elope.

Shaukat took Noorie to Shorkot to his friend Iqbal’s place.

They were supposed to leave for Multan the next day.

But Meeral’s thugs waylaid them at the train station on the day.

After catching them they brought them back to Meeral’s council gathering here.

He said that they will punish them according to the laws of this area.

But then Peeral’s intentions towards Noorie became covetous the moment he saw her…

and he made her an offer right there and then.

He told her that if she married him,

he would forgive her father’s entire debt and also set Shaukat free.

This is why…

this is why Noorie was forced to accept Peeral’s offer

and she married him.

So Peeral’s third wife is -

Is Noorie.

But even after Noorie’s huge sacrifice no one has any information about Shaukat.

He never reached his friend Iqbal place and nor did he return home.

Then where did Shaukat go?

No one has any news of him.

No one knows.

You’re the only one who can find him.

You’re the only one who can help us.

…Yes…

but ..

why has Shaukat’s family not filed a missing report about his disappearance as yet.

Ahem!

Okay so you all finish making a list of the things required and make sure nothing’s left.

Yes sir?

Don’t you, ‘Sir’ me!

You know that uncle ASP of yours, he’s hell bent on findingAslam.

He’ll be arrested by this evening.

But I’d heard that Aslam had gone underground.

You think you’re telling me something that I don’t already know…

‘Gone underground.’

But that ASP’s stooge Sub-Inspector Asghar has discovered the whereabouts of Aslam’s village.

And what they don’t know, they will definitely find out by this evening.

But it’ll become a huge problem if Aslam gets caught sir.

That’s exactly what I’m saying!

Why do you think I’m worried!

If he gets caught all our secrets black and white will come out in the open.

Do whatever you can to get this information to the big house.

But Peeral sire and Meeral have gone to the DCs office with regards to some work to do with their lands.

Are you sure?

Who told you?

They had work with regards to our record keeper of lands…

they wanted some request letter to be written.

He’s the one who told me so.

Oye,

if this information doesn’t get to Peeral sire, you can start counting backwards.

Why ‘Counting backwards’?

What I mean is that if Aslam gets caught you can say goodbye to your uniform!

Do whatever but get this information to Peeral sire otherwise there’s going to be a huge problem!

Now go!

Do whatever you can but let him know!

Go to the DCs office or wherever!

We’ve planned a raid today to arrest Aslam.

Pray we get the criminal who’s responsible for your brother having gone down the wrong path

My prayers will always be with you.

Take care of yourself.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

The elder sire and Meeral sire have both gone to the collector’s office.

And where is she, the thorn in my heart?

Noorie!

She’s in her room mistress.

A thorn pricking the heart can never be removed that easily madam Sardari.

Either discard the heart or else scratch out the thorn in it and toss it away!

You’ve been in this house five years.

But this is the first time you’ve stepped inside this room.

Welcome.

I had to come.

One has to meet at least once before the start of a battle.

Oh… so you finally understood what I said.

And just in the nick of time.

So, have you decided to get rid of our mutual rival?

I will also get rid of her if that’s what needs doing.

The first thing I need to know is ….

what you’ve planned…..

as to how to get rid of your rival.

Good…

Quick…..Quick….

Good….

Arms check!

Come out Sir!

It’s getting late!

Everyone’s sitting waiting in the transport!

What is it?

ASP sir is calling you sir.

You all carry on; I’m not feeling well.

ASP sir has said that no one is to leave until Jahan Dad sir comes.

Buddy…

Go tell sir that I’m not well.

He should go on and I’ll follow.

But sir,

ASP sir has said that you are to go with him.

Go! Go on then!

Sir!

Aslam’s in here!

Sir, he’s dead.

Its seems like he committed suicide.

Even the door was locked from inside.

This was no suicide.

Aslam was murdered.

ASP,

today because of you my right-hand man was wasted.

I will avenge myself of you for each and everything…

each and everything.

Sire.

What is it?!

Elder sire has called for you.

Tell him his work is done!!!

Go!

Aslam…

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

What are you thinking about?

You shouldn’t be thinking so much at your age.

When does one have any control over one’s thoughts, sire?

A person closes the window to one thought and the next moment…

another window opens.

Wow…

Wow, wow, wow.

What a thought…

Who teaches you to make such eloquent and beautiful conversation?

Time and circumstances teach one everything.

...Beautiful or ugly,

They’re still conversations of the heart.

In a tiny village in Jhok Sial…

a girl born in a small, mud house….

How does have such deeply, meaningful conversations?

This question has as yet to be answered…

My lovely Noorie.

What does it matter whether the village is big or small.

These conversations are never learnt in a school or college sire.

Life itself teaches one everything.

You’re right.

On the topic of schools, I just remembered, your friend Sassi…

has gone and gotten the village school reopened.

She’s working in it.

Someone had to take responsibility of the house after her young brother’s death.

And now…

Sassi is uncle Kamal’s only hope.

You’re right.

But what would be best ….

if she were to only stick to teaching the children.

Because these educated people,

they have these minds which start breeding germs…

germs of rebellion.

Make sure no rebel comes up because of the school.

One doesn’t have to study four grades to become a rebel, sire.

Rebellion starts when one faces brutal cruelty.

The thing that education does is show it the way forward.

I was sure you would come.

It’s good to see you here.

Sir!

Have a seat.

Has a postmortem been conducted of the corpse?

Yes sir.

The corpse was sent last night to the district headquarter for the postmortem.

So what did the report say?

Sir,

the bullet was fired from Aslam’s own gun.

It was the same gun we found next to the body.

And…

the finger prints?

The report for the finger prints will take a week ten days sir.

It will come from the laboratory in the big city.

There’s no facility like that available here in any of the nearby districts.

Hmm…

And the postmortem done for the report by the civil hospital in this district must also be perfunctory.

We will have to send the body to Multan for forensics.

That’s right sir.

I feel that there’s a huge intrigue behind Aslam’s having been killed.

I want you two to investigate his death thoroughly!

I want to know the reason behind Aslam’s death, Jahan Dad

As you wish sir!

Doesn’t he have any family and or close relatives.

He doesn’t have any close relatives, sir.

I sent a message to the big house too …

Since he was employed by Meeral,

And asked them to come pick up his body for burial…

...but they refused to bury him.

They said that if the police so wants, they can bury him as unclaimed corpse.

So, they refused to take his corpse.

Yes sir.

...Even though Aslam had worked for them for many years.