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"I'm fond of all beautiful things."
"I'm fond of all beautiful things."
"Nectar, flowers, and songs are my weaknesses."
"Nectar, flowers, and songs are my weaknesses."
"I'm fond of all beautiful things."
"All the villagers call me the nectar man."
"All the villagers call me the nectar man."
"Whoever sees me, says you are in my heart."
"Whoever sees me, says you are in my heart."
"Everyone's eyes are on me."
"Nectar, flowers, and songs are my weaknesses."
"I'm fond of all beautiful things."
"Somebody calls me a wasp, and somebody calls me mad."
"But nobody knows what is in my heart."
"Somebody calls me a bee, and somebody calls me mad."
"But nobody knows what is in my heart."
"I have learnt to cry."
"I have learnt to cry."
"Never have I tasted life's sweet fruit."
"Never have I tasted life's sweet fruit."
"I'll pay any amount."
"Nectar, flowers, and songs are my weaknesses."
"I am fond of all beautiful things."
"Nectar, flowers, and songs are my weaknesses."
"I am fond of all beautiful things."
Hey, Mahjubhi!
- Greetings, Mahjubhi. - Greetings, Mr. Moti.
Wow! What weather!
This year there won't be any scarcity of sap.
- Then you'll earn loads of money. - And you won't?
Not as much as I should be.
Sir, is it a joke to make juice from your jaggery?
The jaggery should be as good as the juice.
Collecting firewood, boiling the sap for hours. It's difficult.
You've to work hard in every job, Mahjubhi.
You've to work hard to eat. This is yesterday's money.
Wait.
Rs. 1.80 paisa.
What happened? Is the amount less?
30 paisa for one kg, so for 6 kgs it is Rs. 1.80.
Today I'll take it.
But from tomorrow I want 40 paisa per kg.
- Don't joke, Mahjubhi. - I'm serious.
You know how hard it is for me to make ends meet since Maroom's death?
Why? Didn't Mr. Razak leave you anything?
Yes. A ramshackle hut and a small piece of land.
But I pay your wages on time.
Yes, sir. But I get it only four months a year...
...when it's the season.
After that I just sit idle.
Why? Isn't this sufficient for one person?
Think whatever you want, sir.
But only the one suffering understands.
So what do you want?
You agree that you're biggest jaggery seller in the market?
Yes. And I also know that it's all because of you.
Then why do you hesitate to increase my wages?
Mahjubhi, my profit from the jaggery is mostly...
...spent on preparation costs.
Now tell me, what do I do?
That is your problem. Think over it carefully.
If you're willing to pay 40 paisa, come to me.
Otherwise there are many jaggery makers.
Mahjubhi, you know you make the best jaggery in the village.
I wish your talk was as sweet as your jaggery, Mahjubhi.
Gafur!
Hey!
Get up!
- Gafur! - Yes, sir!
You? So, you've come!
I've been waiting for you since the morning!
You're the one making me wait. Keep the shoe down.
I've been telling you to get me a bride for so long.
But you!
Today, I've got you three marriage proposals!
See.
- Oh no! - What happened?
Where have the girls gone?
Thank God! I was so scared!
How could all the girls disappear from my pocket!
Yes, the first one. The village is Hazratganj.
Father's name is Sir Khuda Varz. The girl's name is Gulnar.
Age is 18 years. Alimony is only 200 rupees.
- Next. - The next one.
Second one... Village name Mumupur.
Father's name is Sir Ali Deg.
Girl's name is Fatima.
Age is 17 years 2 months 8 days, and a few precious moments.
Alimony is only 250 rupees. This seems fine.
Next one.
This proposal is a good one. It declares.
Village name is Shahpur. Father's name is Karim Baksh.
Girl's name... Girl's name girl's name is Bahar, Bahar.
Age is 16 years.
- And alimony? - Only 300 rupees.
200, 250 and 300.
If I had that much money, wouldn't I marry a King's daughter?
Now you're talking rubbish. You want to best proposal.
- And you don't even have any money. - Then what you are for?
That's what I'm saying.
At the young age of 36, I've arranged 360 marriages and 360 divorces.
But I haven't seen as useless a groom as you. Forgive me.
You want a young girl who's beautiful.
But you're willing to pay very little alimony.
I have to consider my pocket too.
So, take care of your pocket, and I'll take care of my business.
You don't earn well and want a good business.
My father didn't teach me this business. Greetings.
- Listen, Gafur! - What?
Where are you going? Sit.
- You make me mad. - Take a drag of this hookah.
Look brother, my mother taught me to be content with what I have.
This is true.
You know how much I earn.
If it were a matter of 50-100 rupees, I would have somehow managed.
- I can't pay more than this. - That is true.
And I want to get married soon.
And you've been working for so many days. I feel very bad.
Bring proposals that meet my requirements, and also get you money.
- That is true. - Yes.
Sir...
I know one such proposal. From our village only.
- Really! I know everyone. - She has just come.
Mushtaq Ali's niece.
- Really! - Do you know what is her name?
- What? - Her name is Chand.
She looks like a full moon. And she talks very sweetly.
From head to toe, she's like the moon.
- And do you know, what's the best thing about her? - What?
And there's no question of alimony.
Really? No alimony!? Then I'll think about it.
No, talk to them right now.
Not now. First my work. We'll go after closing time.
Okay, I'll inform Mushtaq Ali we're coming.
- Okay. - Goodbye.
Goodbye.
My hands are itching to do business.
- Hey come on! What are telling? - Please give me some money.
Hey, you don't worry at all!
I know that you are making false promises.
- I told you! - Okay, I'm leaving.
I'll definitely finalize the proposal.
Hey, please come brothers! Come and buy my stuff.
Hey, please buy my jaggery, sir. Come sir, please come.
He went there too.
As if Moti's jaggery is not jaggery, but a magic box.
Mr. Acchan, I've seen ants glued to jaggery, but not people.
This is all about luck, Mr. Chajjan. What can we do?
The jaggery is good, but it's expensive.
Take this money and count it.
Moti sir, keep 5 kgs of jaggery for me. I'll come to collect it.
- Okay, Mr. Sadan. - What is your rate?
Rs. 3.25 rupees.
Rs. 3.25! But they're charging 3 rupees.
Sir, this is Moti's jaggery.
You've to pay more for better quality stuff.
Sir, weigh 2 kgs of jaggery quickly. My boat is about to leave.
- I'll leave. - Why the hurry, Usman sir?
I'm in a hurry, because I'm afraid your jaggery will be over.
Sir, I want 4 kgs of jaggery.
I don't have that much. You can take the remaining jaggery.
- Give me what's left. - Pay me for 1.5 kg.
Look, Mr. Acchan. He sold all the jaggery.
And our goods are still unsold.
Maybe a customer will come.
So we can at least earn enough to eat.
Look, as long as he has jaggery, customers swarm around him.
And when the jaggery is sold out, flies come.
What is it?
What do you want?
God knows what she wants.
Your earrings are pretty.
They would make a person stagger.
- She wore them only for you, Moti. - Really!
Will you say something?
Brother...
- Okay, now both of you leave. We'll talk later. - Yes, go.
- I... - Yes, what about Mr. Mushtaq niece?
I've come about that, only.
- Then let's go. - Yes. Let's go!
I don't know what's happening.
My hands have been itching since morning.
And my right eye is twitching too.
- This is a sign that our work will be taken care of. - Yes sure.
- Friend, do one thing. - What?
Buy some sweets for Mushtaq sir's kids.
One shouldn't visit the girl's house without any gift.
Listen, this is my own example. Of being experienced. Just listen.
Okay, attend to my basket. I'll be back in a jiffy.
Yes, yes, all right. Hey pal, while going keep my box at home...
Well doesn't matter...
Here are your sweets, Mr. Farukh. And beware of the crows.
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