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Husn e Jahan.

Husn e Jahan.

What happened? Tell me.

Why are you crying? What happened?

I thought so much,

so much arrogance,

I was Husn-e-Jahan.

I left the world for him,

hoping he would tell me God’s greatness.

What?

What happened?

If Taha did something, I will kill him.

Taha did nothing,

his father did.

He feels I am the devil who is there to instigate Taha,

so much insult.

I went after the

God he considers great, I went mad in His love,

that is which is in his family’s blood,

he says that if Taha makes my pictures, he is doing a dis-service.

Leave him,

I am here.

I don’t know what I will give up for you.

I don’t want you,

I want no one but Taha but now,

now

I will make Abdul Lala suffer to see his son’s face.

Taha has left him for me.

Speak up damn it. Speak up. Why don’t you speak?

Have you lost your tongue in Turkey?

Speak up, where is she?

I sent her with you for protection and you lost her.

You got this suitcase?

Put this to fire, what do I do with it?

I swear to Husn-e-Jahan,

tell me, where is she?

She left.

Got married.

Got married?

To which businessman.

He does calligraphy of God’s name.

Oh. Oh, she married a poor man, what did she see?

God.

I am ruined.

I am ruined. Husn-e-Jahan ruined me.

She has ruined me.

I have nothing with me.

What should I do?

My lovely Sultan,

I am sure you will be surprised to see my letter,

you must have thought I have forgotten you,

see I have not forgotten you,

I have forgotten the world,

the world that used worship my body and beauty,

they were sinners.

How can I tell you how happy I am?

Me and Taha are spending a great life in a one room home.

Yes, you will laugh,

but I don’t care.

This princess used to feels pricks in that mansion,

I now grow vegetables in the backyard

and flowers in the front yard.

Nowadays spring is here in the country and on me too.

I am pregnant and Taha says it will be a boy,

and we will name him Kalb-e-Momin.

Whatever Taha says turns out to be the through,

but I don’t know Sultan,

why he has given up calligraphy,

he doesn’t even answer me.

I will write you the next letter soon,

is everyone at home fine?

Don’t give anyone my address.

I know, had I not told you,

you still wouldn’t give it. I trust you the most after Taha.

No one else.

Your Husn-e-Jahan.

Why am I as empty as this theatre?

The thing that people spend their lives wishing for,

I have it all,

still I am not happy.

Am I someone who doesn’t count her blessings?

At times my heart wants that I tell the world

and shout and tell them that America is not the land of dreams, but wasteland.

Where me and a lot like me find everything but are still unhappy.

They are not happy.

Yes,

Sultan,

I have to go to Faisal’s.

What for?

We have not been in touch for so many weeks,

I am worried now.

Yes, he doesn’t answer his phone.

Momina says he is abroad.

But how long will he be abroad,

lets go today, we will meet his mother even if we don’t find him.

Fine, but lets ask Momina.

No need,

we are her parents, she is not our parent.

Go get a rickshaw.

Do you have her address?

Yes, the day he came with his mother,

he gave me his address. Take it out.

Ok Sultan, we will get something on the way.

Yes, we won’t go empty handed.

Okay, don’t sit there for food. We will have a cup of tea and return.

I know its my daughter’s in-laws, I won’t eat,

I found the address.

Get a rickshaw, I will come.

Get ready.

You should have called Faisal once,

he might pick up,

tell him we are coming.

Okay, no problem, we will reach soon, we will find out there.

Drive fast.

This looks like the home.

250 rupees.

I am paying up, you got us in a plane. 250 rupees.

Here you go.

Come on.

Why all this lighting?

Must be a function.

Did you come on a wrong address?

If there was a function we would have known.

I will ask the guard.

Hello.

Hello.

Is this Mr. Faisal’s home? Yes,

have you come to attend his wedding?

Wedding? Yes.

Who’s wedding?

Mr. Faisal’s wedding,

its his mendhi today, go inside.

This time you didn’t find out that I will come from the start.

Was the door open?

The door is always open.

You came here for shooting in Istanbul?

Coming from there?

Straight from Pakistan,

I found the letterbox you sent,

I read all the letters.

I am tired of caring of things now.

That is why I sent it,

but I have a lot of things for you.

The film I promised you,

I have announced it.

I didn’t expect it, then?

You are right grandpa.

What?

I know nothing about relation with God and spirituality.

Something went wrong grandpa.

What?

I am unable to get what you said out of my head.

You didn’t talk to me like this before. Why?

It was my mistake.

You know when my ties with God broke off,

when I found out God doesn’t forgive.

I wrote so many letters,

so many letters,

nothing happened.

Don’t say that Momin.

Let me grandpa, let me.

I want to talk about God,

you too talk about me.

Momin.

I wrote letters,

I prayed,

but the letter was not answered, nor any prayer was answered.

He took papa away from us

and our home was broken.

I asked God so many times

that he tells papa to forgive mama,

but that didn’t happen.

I want to know grandpa,

that papa didn’t forgive her, God didn’t forgive her.

God forgives,

us human’s don’t.

These holes we are inside,

these have been dug by us.

I have not seen God forgive. I have seen it.

I told you who was the sinner,

who didn’t forgive.

I didn’t.

Grandpa?

Open this.

What is this?

See for yourself.

Today Kalb-e-Momin is born,

forgive me, for him.

God bless.

God bless.

I knew it papa,

you are standing here.

How?

When you see me, I find out.

I was not seeing you but your dance.

You see it on the stage.

I saw it.

Not here, see it on the stage.

You don’t dance for people,

you dance for God.

Whether I see it or not,

people see it or not.

It doesn’t matter.

Papa,

I don’t want to dance for anyone else.

I am getting invites from different countries

and I had my calligraphy exhibition there.

They asked me to dance.

So, why do you need all this Taha?

Fame eats up talent.

Papa, I have fame in my fate,

not sitting at home and doing calligraphy like you.

I wish you

had a fate like mine, you would have got a position.

I am getting a position,

see the government is calling me there to represent Turkey,

dancers from 12 countries will come over.

If you are happy like this,

then that’s fine.

You agree to me easily.

You are my only son

and I promised your mother that I will care for you.

You have cared for me.

Papa you know I love you the most in the world.

You said the same to your mother.

When she was alive, I used to tell her,

but now its you.

Who do you love the most?

Him.

Then after that, his creation.

The person who is standing in front of me.

Why do you not say it clearly that the one you love is…

Look, you are not just my son,

you are my pride.

The reason for my life.

When is your performance?

First it’s the Pakistani artists,

then another and then mine.

About an hour,

that is why I came to you.

I think I came early,

I should have come for your performance.

Then see the performance of the Pakistani artists too.

Mama was from Pakistan too.

But she always lived in Turkey.

She taught us good Urdu.

The artist coming to perform in front of you is the famous artist Husn-e-Jahan.

Do you know her?

No, how would I know her?

Papa, I have never seen such a dance before.

Yes,

all artists performed great.

Just Husn-e-Jahan.

Who?

That Pakistani artist.

Her eyes are really pretty.

How many more days will this show last?

One more week.

You will perform everyday?

She too will be there. Who?

Husn-e-Jahan.

All this will end in a week and your calligraphy is incomplete,

you need to complete that too.

Do you know her?

No,

how would I know her?

Who are you painting her instead of calligraphy?

Your calligraphy would have been a success,

you have been working on it for months.

Now you will leave it incomplete,

you are painting a woman’s face and body.

I made a mistake. This is a sin.

Should I apologize to you or God?

Taha,

we are from the tribe of calligraphers and we all write the Quran,

and have done calligraphy.

This is God’s blessing on us

and God

doesn’t like it if you don’t appreciate his blessing.

Husn-e-Jahan is nothing,

a face, faces get spoilt, a body,

bodies get old.

What lives forever,

that is not Husn-e-Jahan.

Where were you all night?

Hello. Hello.

I stood out all night waited for you,

where were you?

A friend was unwell, I took him to the hospital. What friend?

You don’t know, he is a new friend.

Do you have any idea how worried I was.

You should have informed me at least.

I forgot. You forgot me cause of a friend.

Forgive me.

Its just a week now Abdul Lala,

why do you worry?

She will leave and Taha will forget her.

Congratulations Taha,

your first calligraphy is being exhibited today.

Congrats.

Thank you papa,

I have learned it all from you.

See how people are appreciating your work,

our family’s work is being seen by everyone,

and God willing this will go forever.

God willing papa.

One minute papa, let me go meet some more guests.

Hello. Welcome.

Husn-e-Jahan came to your exhibition?

She hasn’t returned, right?

You stopped her?

I didn’t stop her papa,

her fate did. What does she want from you?

She doesn’t want it, I want it.

I want to marry her.

Taha.

What do you want? You want to marry her?

She is a good girl papa, really good.

This is the good thing,

that you started painting a woman’s body on canvas for the first time in your life.

You meet her once, your mind will change. It won’t change,

my mind won’t change,

but if you marry her,

your mind will definitely change,

you have already changed.

When have I changed?

I am the same Taha,

the one who paints Ayats on the canvas.

You will have to choose one between your father and Husn-e-Jahan.

Don’t say that papa,

don’t say that.

It will be difficult for me.

In 7 days you

fell in love so much that you

have trouble in choosing between your father and Husn-e-Jahan.

What sort of love is this?

I am helpless papa.

My heart is not in my control,

you agree please.

What will you do if I don’t agree?

Can you marry her without my acceptance?

You cannot and I will not allow it either.

You are the only one who can forward the family’s work

and have kids who do the same, I cannot lose all that to a dancer.

Don’t insult her calling her a dancer, even I dance.

You dance for your God, you dance in his love.

Not to make people a prisoner of your beauty,

you don’t do it to impress people and fool them with your love.

There is a huge difference between your dance and that dance.

She wants the same fame that I have.

She doesn’t want to stay on the ground,

she wants to leave everything.

She will leave everything and sit at home?

She is Husn-e-Jahan,

she will not leave the world,

but you are Taha,

why are you running after the world cause of her.