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Congratulations, it is a girl.
Oh God, thank You. Thank You.
In future, I will not touch anything of Meerab’s.
Don’t stay awake for me
and don’t do all this either.
Then what should I do?
Do what you want.
It is your life. Your life.
Then you marry me.
Haya.
Don’t stop me for all this.
Doing all this at least I can see you or else you are always out.
If you don’t want to become mine, then don’t.
But don’t snatch this happiness from me.
All this makes me realize you are here.
You…
I am really stubborn.
I know.
You don’t look like me.
Yes,
you are not like me.
You are just like Murtasim.
Murtasim, if not you, then your shadow is with me in the form of your child.
No matter how far I go from you,
you at times memories,
and at times as Meesam, come in front of me.
Am I doing injustice with Meesam hiding her from her father?
No,
even if you go back,
then will they accept Meesam?
They will question her existence.
What was the condition she was in, where was she, they won’t ask this.
Hey Haya, come here.
Why are you busy in the kitchen since morning?
Maa Begum, I was cooking food Murtasim likes.
I have even made custard. Will you, have it?
Murtasim hasn’t come home yet.
No problem.
It won’t take him long to come from the village.
Okay anyway, you look at this.
This is a boy, he is really good, his name is Munib.
He is not from our family, but they have the same caste.
They are really good people.
His mother is coming from Islamabad to see you.
Maa Begum,
you tell them not to come from Islamabad and she should select a girl for there for her son.
Haya, her mother likes you.
They are good, well off people, they have a business and the boy…
Maa Begum,
even if he is prince charming,
he is not Murtasim
and I will only marry Murtasim.
What do I do with this girl?
She is rejecting every proposal.
She will sit single all her life.
Even the best of girls remain single waiting for a proposal, but this girl…
what do I know about life?
I want that she gets married in my life.
But this girl is just…. she is madly in love with you.
Mama, I cannot do anything in this matter. You make Haya understand.
What do I make her understand? She doesn’t understand.
After all, Meerab has been gone for long.
Whatever she did with us, we have all suffered for it.
But I am sure about one thing,
Haya really loves you.
She is really emotional for you.
I cannot marry her, mama.
How long will you remain alone like this? Till how long?
When am I alone?
You are there, uncle is there, the village is there, there is work, people are there.
I have responsibilities.
Meerab has been gone for a long time, son.
If she still hasn’t come, she will never come.
We have no information about her, no contact, nothing.
She didn’t even ask you for separation. So what do we know what we have to do with her?
I know Haya makes mistakes,
but I also know that she is really emotional for you, she really loves you.
She will really take care of you, son.
Really.
Mama, I cannot keep anyone happy.
And now I cannot even get married.
I can only request you that please I won’t be able to do anything further.
Okay then you convince her yourself that she marries someone.
How do I convince her, mama?
You talk to her yourself.
She doesn’t listen to me. What do I talk to her about?
You also think that Haya is your responsibility as well.
We have to face God as well in future.
I brought her up as my own. What do we have to do about her?
Call Haya.
Hey, give her to me. don’t drop her.
Hey, I am not giving her.
I am not giving her; she is my granddaughter. Whether I play with her, whatever I do, she is my pretty doll. Right?
My granddaughter, will stay with me.
Why should I give her to you?
Should I give her to you just like that? Hey Ruqaiyah, see God’s greatness.
We missed having a child.
He sent Meerab and gave us a daughter, and He sent this little, pretty, Meesam,
and made us into grandparents as well.
Without a doubt.
I would say this liveliness in this home is cause of Meerab and Meesam.
I would say that I will not let Meerab go anywhere.
Till we are alive, she will live with us.
I will get milk for her. It has been a while. She must be hungry.
Fine, you go and get milk, the grandfather will play with his little granddaughter.
I am talking to my granddaughter, you go.
Should I give you something else?
The boy Maa Begum told you about he is a good boy, consider him.
I have said no to Maa Begum.
You will have to get married.
Everyone has to, even I got married.
What is the point of such a wedding that was enforced on you?
Did you see the result of it?
It is not necessary that all that also happens with you.
This is only possible on one condition.
That if I marry the person who I love.
Or else I cannot live in such a relation to get rid of which I have to run away.
Why did Meerab run? What was the reason?
Was she at fault or me in her running away, only I know this.
Don’t make this thing the only reason and say no, Haya.
He is a good boy.
Think about him.
Murtasim, look at me.
Look.
Do you not see
what one sided love has done to me.
I am suffocating to death,
but neither do you see my love, nor my liking, nor sacrifice. Nothing.
Tell me, if something is missing, I will fulfill it too.
I don’t want anything from you.
Meerab turned out to be better than me.
Her unfaithfulness won from my faithfulness.
I couldn’t get myself accepted,
not in her presence,
nor in her absence.
You know how much I love you.
But no, you don’t need something that you get easily.
I wish…
I wish you could see my love, Murtasim.
Wait.
I will not marry him.
Either you or no one.
Fine.
But before that tell me something honestly.
Don’t lie to me, Haya.
Please.
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