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You're only telling me this now?

My phone was dead, boss. I figured I'd catch you this morning.

Mukhtar Kareem Khan Builders.

Who's this guy? I've never heard of him.

I have no idea, boss. Two men came by.

They asked for you and left this card.

Two men?

Were they the same two who brought in that jeep the other day?

No, these were different guys, boss.

So, he didn't show up by himself.

He sent his men instead.

What were they saying?

And who's spreading this garbage about me selling the garage?

I just bought the place.

I don't know, boss.

They said they want to build a big plaza,

so they're buying up the land.

What?

Have they lost their minds?

I built this shop with my life savings.

Why on earth would I sell it?

If they show up again when I'm not here...

throw them out.

Alright, boss. Don't you worry.

Man, that Aaliyaar guy...

he is something else.

He looks like he comes from a big-shot family.

They say he just got back from America.

Have you seen his sports cars?

Oh God, I'm a total sucker for cars like that.

Talk about getting ahead of yourself.

Why are you making excuses for him?

It's obvious.

When a guy flaunts his wealth like that,

of course, girls are going to be impressed.

To be fair, I was impressed too.

Yeah, I know. If you had your way, you two would be besties already.

Why not?

Tell me something... are you really not impressed?

No.

That kind of showing off just doesn't do it for me.

Forget about all that.

Why are we even talking about this?

Did you understand anything in the construction lecture today?

You're asking the wrong person.

Right... what was I thinking, asking you?

What's to become of you, Lubna?

What's your plan for the future?

What's my plan?

I'll find a guy just like Aaliyaar and marry him.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

Why don't you just marry him then?

Listen here!

Alright, our only mission is to set the scene for our bro. Got it?

We got it, Brother Tipu. Don't even worry about it.

Perfect. And listen, this can't look staged at all.

It needs to look completely accidental. Got it?

Don't you worry, Brother Tipu. This isn’t our first rodeo.

Fantastic! Now, everyone, get into position.

Go, go, go! Go sit over there.

And as for you, listen. You go stand over there,

and as soon as Miss Piya arrives, give us a heads-up, okay? Now go!

On it!

And Uncle, listen.

We'll just be fighting playfully.

Don't you come trying to break it up, alright?

Understood? Perfect.

Hey, Miss Piya's here! She's here!

Oh, she's here! Go, go, go! Get in position!

Hey! Hey! Why are you fighting?

Stop fighting!

Stop it, both of you!

Why aren't you stopping them?

What is this nonsense? This is a neighborhood,

not a boxing ring!

Brother.

-Why don't you stop them? -It's Tony, Kashif, and Peter.

They're going at it.

This is less of a neighborhood and more of a free-for-all.

They're always fighting.

-What's going on here? -Why don't you stop your boys?

They're always fighting.

Greetings, Miss Piya.

Brother Sanwal, this is the teacher.

She's the one who was trying to thank you the other day.

We've met.

Met? When? What?

-That day… about the tea... -Don't listen to him.

He talks a lot of nonsense.

Anyway, Miss, did you need Brother Sanwal for something?

Brother?

Brother again?

Are you his biological brother?

Your family must be enormous.

Well, we're quite humble about it.

-It's all thanks to God's grace. -Oh, will you stop?

Have you lost your mind?

Please, don't pay any attention to him.

He just loves the sound of his own voice.

They all just work here.

Didn't I give you something to do?

Are you looking for a smack?

I'm going.

-Wait, listen. -Yes?

I came to tell you

that you shouldn't send any more of the neighborhood kids for tutoring.

I can't teach more children.

My own exams are just around the corner.

Of course, I completely understand, Miss Piya.

You know, Brother Sanwal is a big part of the reason the kids even come to you.

Brother Sanwal wants all of them to get an education and become successful.

He even distributes biryani to people on Fridays.

And do you see that uncle who sells flowers?

He's the one who paid for his daughter's wedding.

That's enough. Be quiet.

He's just making things up.

You should go.

It's not right for you to be standing here.

Besides, our reputation in this neighborhood isn't exactly stellar.

Please, go.

Wow.

That's really something.

It's the first time I've met someone who speaks about himself that way.

Especially since that day,

you were the only one in this whole neighborhood who came to help us.

And to think, just a word from you

and the neighbors sent all their children to me for tutoring.

There must be something special about you.

It means you're a genuinely good person.

Everyone listens to what you say.

Anyway, I should be going.

It was a pleasure to meet you.

Of course.

-Don't send more children. -No, no. I won't.

Really, Brother?

I'm out here trying to set you up,

and you've already had a meeting and tea with her.

Oh, shut up.

You're the one spinning tales.

Now, why don't you get some work done? Go on.

Fine. I'm going.

What is it?

Get back to work, all of you.

What a bunch of slackers!

Of course, Mom.

They helped us so much by sending all those children for tutoring.

It's only right to thank them.

I'm actually thinking of making some rice pudding to send over.

I keep telling you to stay away from them,

and you want to send them pudding?

I've told you before to keep your distance and head straight home.

What am I supposed to do, Mom?

They're always standing out there on the street.

Mom,

they aren't bad people at all.

In fact, you know what Sanwal said to me today?

He said, “Miss, you shouldn't linger here for too long.

The neighbors don't look upon it kindly.”

He actually said that to you?

Yes, exactly.

I don't know, he just keeps calling me ‘Miss.’

Mom, I really think he's truly come to see me as just a teacher.

Well, you are a teacher to all of us.

Still, what that boy said really has me thinking.

I wonder who he really is.

Even before, he seemed quite sensible from the way he spoke.

I have no idea why the people in this neighborhood,

and your dad, think so poorly of those boys.

Mom, let it go.

It seems like in every neighborhood we move to,

Dad ends up having problems with the neighbors.

What does it matter to us?

Whoever is good to us is good, and whoever is bad is bad.

Alright, dear, but whatever you do,

do not mention those boys in front of your dad.

Mom, I don't know what Dad is so afraid of.

He's the only reason I'm holding back.

Otherwise, I was thinking of

giving tutoring lessons to all those loafers from the carrom club.

It would be for their own good.

For heaven's sake,

don't invite more trouble and add to my worries.

Look, I'm begging you.

For God's sake.

Goodness, Mom, you took that so seriously.

I was only teasing.

Hey, listen to me at least. Listen to me...

Will you help me make the pudding?

No, I'm not doing a thing. Do it yourself if you must.

I'm so tired today.

Alright then, I'll just bring some coffee.

There's just no talking to this girl.

Careful, buddy.

Why are you staring at me like that?

Brother, you turned out to be such a dark horse.

I’ve been putting on a whole show in the neighborhood

to bring you two together, and you’ve already made your move?

And all it took was a cup of tea?

Wow, just wow. Absolutely brilliant.

You're a real pro, man.

Oh, pipe down. Don’t be an idiot.

Nothing like that happened.

That's just a story you've cooked up in your head.

And don't you dare pull a stunt like that in the neighborhood again.

This is a respectable place.

We've got a bad enough reputation as it is.

Alright, Brother, at least tell me this...

where did you two meet?

If it were in the neighborhood, I'd know.

You didn't go to her place. So where'd you meet?

Oh, slow down with all those questions.

Let me pocket this.

There goes the queen.

And you're just going to stand here wondering.

At least tell me where you met.

Where could they have met?

He's not even saying anything.

What did she teach me...

don't just make an okay tea, make a fantastic one.

Right. What did she say?

Take water, and add tea leaves.

Then...

She said something else too...

what was it?

Ah, yes.

Not yet.

When the tea's color gets dark, only then do you add the milk.

Yeah, that was it, right?

Excuse me!

Yes?

Yes?

How can I help you?

I just wanted to ask, are you making tea?

Yes, I am making tea.

Exactly the way you told me to.

I've learned how now.

Just waiting for the color to darken,

then I'll add the milk, a little bit of sugar...

and there we have it, a nice, strong cup of tea, ready to go.

Well, the tea will only get strong when the color gets dark...

and the color will only get dark when the stove is lit.

The flame's not on.

The gas.

Oh... Damn it.

Silly.

So, I was saying...

Where's your head at, Sanwal?

Alright, everyone, we'll pick up from here tomorrow.

You have an assignment,

and I expect it to be completed.

And I mean no funny business with cheat sheets.

Bring it in, have me check it,

and then we'll continue in the next class.

And if anyone dares to use ChatGPT

or cheats in any other way,

you'll have me to answer to.

This is such a drag.

I think she’s picking that up from you.

Come on, let's go. I'm starving.

Me too. I'm quite exhausted, too.

We’re going to miss the bus. Let's hurry.

Hi.

I think I'm late.

Yes. You're exactly two hours late.

Oh man, I missed a really important lecture.

I completely overslept.

That's exactly why they say, “You snooze, you lose.”

The literal Urdu saying is more fitting in your case, though.

Just ignore her.

You can check the university's website later tonight.

The lecture will be uploaded, so don't stress about it.

Thank you.

That's very kind of you, by the way.

Hey. It’s not like she's telling you a state secret.

I was just about to tell you the same thing.

Yeah, I'm sure you're very kind too.

Thank you.

Hey, listen...

is that sports car of yours actually yours?

Of course, it's mine.

Are you a fan of sports cars?

I'm obsessed.

My dad always says I was born to be in a sports car.

Let’s go. We're going to miss the last bus.

Just hold on a second.

Anyway, as I was saying...

sports cars are my absolute passion.

Your friend left.

She's only going to the canteen. Piya, wait up, will you?

Her name's Piya?

Yes. Piya. Poor thing gets jealous so easily.

Okay, bye. See you.

Want to grab a bite with us?

Yeah, I'm coming.

Piya...

Nice name.

Piya, you're like something out of Fast & Furious. Slow down, will you?

I'm out of breath.

I swear, you'll be the death of me. Slow down.

Just stop.

If you're that winded,

why don't you come in a sports car? I'll wait for you.

Isn't she the cutest?

Always saying the cutest things.

Hey. Let's go.

What?

-You? -I'm Aaliyaar.

What's wrong? You've forgotten me already?

My memory is perfectly fine.

But why are you following us?

You're all heading to the canteen, right?

I'm hungry too, so I figured I'd grab something to eat.

Well, my stomach is growling like a beast right now.

We should all eat together. Come on.

Sure, just as long as you don't chew my brains off.

-Very funny, Mr. Aaliyaar. -Of course, I'm funny.

Boss,

these are the same fellas who came by yesterday.

So, you're the one they call Master Aslam?

Yes, that's me.

And who might you be?

The name's Ghani.

And this here is my associate, Akhtar.

Alright.

What brings you here?

I'm sure your apprentice has already told you why I'm here.

I'd rather hear it from you directly.

Then allow me to repeat myself.

Our employer has purchased this entire area.

Aside from your garage, there's only a shop or two left,

and we're already negotiating with them.

We've come to make you an offer on your garage, to discuss a price.

We’ll make sure you get a handsome price for it.

Kareem Builders is a very reputable company.

They always make fair deals.

And what makes you think I have any intention of selling this place?

That's precisely why we came to you.

So tell us, what's your price for this place?

Hey, listen and listen carefully.

I am not selling this place.

I've poured my life savings into it.

So don't waste my time, I've got a lot of work to do.

There are only two ways to get things done in this world.

The first is with the utmost civil attitude...

and the second...

You probably haven't heard of our boss, Mukhtar.

More than half of this city's skyscrapers

were built by our construction company.

Once our boss sets his sights on a property,

nothing can stop him from acquiring it.

No matter what it takes.

Oh, I see.

So you've come to threaten me?

No, we're making you an offer.

Go tell your boss this place is not for sale.

And don't bother coming back.

Bala, pass me the number sixteen wrench.

There's still a lot of work left.

Yes, boss.

It seems you prefer to do this the hard way.

Let's go, Akhtar.

Work properly.

Grab it from over there.

Here you go, boss.

I’m starving.

Here, let me get that for you.

There you go.

And, of course.

For you.

Thank you.

Did you see that?

All the girls are looking at us with such envy.

I'm sorry... I mean, with jealousy.

What's up?

So, what should we get?

Hey, man, the only good thing here are the samosas.

Anything else you eat is a guaranteed stomachache.

Really?

And the samosas won't give you a stomachache?

They will, but only the first time. After that, you'll get used to it.

What?

Very funny, I like it.

Well then, I'll go get the samosas.

Okay.

Hey, wait up. Take the money.

It's okay. Let her pay this time. You can treat us next time.

Oh, really?

So, does that mean I can hang out here with you two next time?

Obviously. It's a canteen, anyone can come.

Exactly.

And just like that, we became friends.

Excuse me?

When did we become friends?

You have to earn friendship.

People don't just become friends like that.

Time to eat!

The samosas are here.

You know, your guards were looking for you.

I told them you were in the cafe with us.

Right.

I just wish I could get away from them.

Well...

They follow me everywhere.

You don't like it?

People would kill for that kind of VIP treatment.

No.

Then why do you have them?

Oh...

because of my dad.

He has some business rivalries and wants me to have protection with me.

Otherwise, I wish I could just be like you guys...

riding in rickshaws...

There you go.

Thank you.

Eating samosas from street stalls and enjoying life.

That's strange.

Looking at you, you don't seem like the type to think that way.

What's your take on me?

I'll tell you.

You seem rude, arrogant, and a total flirt.

Is that really what you think of me?

Sad.

This is really spicy.

Brother.

Brother, why the long face? Your luck is finally turning.

Don't you remember you've got a match against Shauqi today?

All the guys have put a thousand rupees each on you to win.

I'm not feeling it today.

Go tell him the match is off.

Come on, Brother, don't do this.

The guys look forward to the Thursday game all week.

They'll all be crushed if you back out now.

You're a real pain, you know that?

Fine, go on. I'm coming.

Brother, can I ask you something?

Go on.

Did you ever... try to see her again?

I mean, your first love.

What do you mean by first love?

There was no one before her... and no one after.

She was my beginning and my end.

Her name is Sassi.

Then why did you never see her again, Brother?

Because she became someone else's.

And once someone belongs to another, they're no longer yours.

They become a stranger.

And there's no point in seeing a stranger.

Then why do these strangers refuse to leave our memories, Brother?

That's the real problem, isn't it?

You have no control over memories, my friend.

And when it comes to love,

what else is left in the end but the memories?

By the way, what do you think of Miss Piya, Brother?

What do you mean, what do I think of her?

I mean, her personality and all.

You've met her, so how is she?

She's a good woman.

Simple and pure of heart.

It's like the ways of the world haven't touched her yet.

That Miss Piya of yours seems far removed

from all the world's deceit and trickery.

Right? That's what I think, too, Brother.

I also feel like she likes you.

I mean, the whole tea offering at your meeting...

Have you lost your mind?

I didn't exactly see a look of approval in her father's eyes.

It's better not to get her tangled up in this.

She's a decent, innocent girl.

I'd hate for her to get hurt.

Amen to that.

Alright, let's go.

Let's deal with this champion Shauqi of yours.

It's not like you lot are going to give me any peace otherwise.

Hi.

Are you waiting for the bus?

Well, a helicopter can't exactly land here, can it?

Right. Stupid question.

Where's your friend? I mean, our friend, Lubna.

Actually, Lubna had to visit her aunt,

so she left from the other stop.

Otherwise, she definitely would've waited around for your fancy car.

Oh, I'm sure she would have.

But anyway, if you like, I can give you a ride home.

Right now, I think you're the one who needs a ride.

Your bodyguards look worried.

Right.

But don't worry about them, it's what they're paid for.

Not a problem.

But I'm serious, I have an extra seat if you want a lift.

No, really, it's fine.

The thing is, my dad is a bit... old-fashioned.

And if my mom saw some boy dropping me off,

she’d have me married off by the weekend.

So, we shouldn’t upset anyone.

Oh, okay.

So it's still like that here in Pakistan?

You casually drop a girl off at home,

and her mom automatically assumes you’re interested?

This is Pakistan.

No matter how progressive we pretend to be,

our old-fashioned thinking and superstitions…

they tend to stick around.

My bus is here.

And I think your guards are getting antsy,

-so I should go. -Okay.

Hey, by the way…

For some reason,

I get the feeling your mom must be a wonderful person.

Let me meet her sometime.

I'd really love that.

There you go.

-Tipu. -Yes?

Where's Sanwal?

He's... he's inside. I can... I'll go get him.

No, I'll go in myself. Don't worry about it.

Miss Piya.

It's so smoky in there.

You should really smoke less. You'll give yourself cancer.

Yeah... But what brings you here?

Why? Am I not allowed?

No, of course you are. You could've just called, though.

I'd have come to you.

No...

You need to take better care of this place.

Invest some money in it. Clean it up a bit.

And cut down on the cigarettes.

Tell the others to do the same.

You're right. I'll get it sorted.

Hey! Put that cigarette out.

Oh, I brought some sweets.

What's the occasion?

The students you sent for tutoring...

Oh, right.

I just received their fee.

Oh.

I brought these to celebrate.

I just wanted to show my appreciation so you wouldn't think I was ungrateful.

So I thought I'd bring these by.

No, no, why would I think like that?

Thank you so much.

-Tipu, come over here. -Yes, Brother?

-Go share these with the boys. -Sure.

You’re not having any?

No, it’s not like that.

Of course, I will.

Wow.

This is delicious, Miss Piya.

Thanks, Miss Piya.

I can’t take the credit.

They’re from the shop.

Ah, right.

I should get going.

Look after yourself.

And try to cut down on the smoking.

Tipu, I’ll need these plates back…

Yes, of course. I’ll make sure you get them.

What are you staring at? Go on, get inside.

I’m going, Brother. I’m going.

Alright, everyone, sweets are here.

Sweets, sweets, sweets, sweets.

Whoa, don’t all dive in at once.