[Title Montage]
Ms. Fatima Khanu Wazir, do you accept this marriage?
I do.
[Jannat] I already know what you're going to talk about, Azi
- Mirza. - You and Bano, right?
Mirza, you're joking, right? I love you!
I cannot do this anymore. I cannot continue acting like I'm happy.
And whatever we share in the name of friendship will not be there.
- [Jannat] I don't wanna lose you. - We've lost us, Jannat.
Please stop following me. You've been staring at me for so long.
- What is the matter, Meher? - Leave me alone.
I know that I have been a very ill-mannered, rude, arrogant
and grumpy man. But can you give me one more chance?
- You like someone else. - Absolutely not.
[Shifrat] So, she will heal your wounds?
You! Wasn't my husband enough for you
that you have your evil eyes on my brother too?
They are lying. He raped me, Naushad!
You are not worthy of being trusted.
[Irfan] How could you stoop so low being a woman, Meher?
You auctioned off your honor.
This is what I expected from the betrayal of Mirza family.
[Slaps]
Come, Brother.
Let him go, Sister.
The one who couldn't understand you, doesn't deserve you.
[Sobbing]
- Meher! - An hour ago,
a Mujahideen commander was killed.
Military personnel have been stationed everywhere.
Meher.
[Water running]
[Hawk calling]
[Jannat] Where there was life
remains only a void.
We four were together last night.
But today
everything is incomplete.
We all had chosen different paths.
But we had never thought that we'd never be able to say goodbye.
Perhaps, even destiny must be mourning somewhere.
[Door opens]
Raghu.
Please go home.
Raghu, please, just one minute.
What do you want?
Forgive me, please.
[Sighs]
I forgive you. Cool. Now go home.
I want to go to Mumbai.
I'm not surprised.
I will never get this opportunity again.
So? What can I do about it?
I know that you will go back.
And I want to go there with you.
You can't be kidding me.
That is why I never speak the truth.
Nobody takes me seriously.
Please! This is very important for me.
- Please help me... - Stay away from me.
And enough of your crocodile tears.
[Door closes]
This is very precious.
Do you really want to sell it?
- Yes. - Look,
I can give you Rs. 15,000 for it.
Twenty!
Twenty? Fine,
I'll give you Rs. 18,000 and not a penny more. Okay?
But you will hold this for me, right?
I will return to take it back.
Okay, so I will wait a month for you.
If you don't take it in a month
I will sell it off. Okay?
Here is the money.
[Cell phone beeps]
Is everything okay?
My friend told me that we'll reach Delhi before the sound-check.
Here is your Rs. 18,000.
[Man] Keep it carefully, okay?
- Thank you. - Goodbye.
[Song playing]
Sister Meher,
I'll be back in a minute.
Bano, please hurry.
[Car door opens and closes]
Finally!
[Meher] You've been staring at me for so long.
Following me, staring at me, trying to talk to me
please stop it.
I'm sorry, I'm...
I'm trying.
Hey!
Stop! Stop!
- Hey, what... - Stop!
- What happened? - Help me right now
or I will commit suicide.
Sit.
- Let's go. Come on! - Yes, okay!
God! This is going to be an actual concert.
You must be missing Tabish's motivational speech, right?
Shall I call him?
[All giggling]
[Police siren blaring]
What happened, sir?
It seems, something happened ahead.
So, take the Mughal road or we'll miss our flight.
Okay.
Sorry, Dad.
Bye.
[Jannat] Let him go, Sister.
The one who couldn't understand you, doesn't deserve you.
[Meher crying]
[Rabiyah] Meher!
An hour ago, a Mujahideen commander was killed.
Military personnel have been stationed everywhere.
There is going to be riots in the city.
There's going to be a curfew.
We should leave this place.
But Meher left alone.
Did anyone see Bano and Amal?
I'll check upstairs.
Amal! Bano!
- Bano! - Amal!
Bano! Amal!
Amal!
One second, perhaps Bano, Amal and Meher went home together.
What happened, sir?
Who is Hashim Mirza?
Yes, tell me. I am his wife.
Move.
Jai Hind, sir.
What happened?
Sir, a while ago, there was an accident on the highway.
[Ghulaam] Accident?
Uncle Ghulaam, ask them who it was.
[Azi] Excuse me. Hello!
- Doctor... - [Jannat] Where is my sister?
- Last name? - Mirza.
I'm sorry, she died on the way here.
No, Doctor. Perhaps, you're mistaken.
Her surname is Mirza.
[Stammering] M-I-R-Z-A. It's Mirza.
There must be many with that last name.
Please recheck.
- I will come with you to check... - Mom.
- No. Mom! - Ma'am, please!
- Please talk to her. - Listen to me.
She's no more. I'm sorry.
My daughter...
My...
One second. Ma'am...
- She died. - Wait...
My daughter passed away!
From the details I received, it is evident
that unfortunately, she was present there
where the riots were happening.
Between bullets and stones
it is impossible
to survive.
[All crying]
Doctor.
Can we see her one last time?
I'm afraid, she is terribly wounded.
Her face...
I want to see my daughter one last time.
Okay. Please.
- [Shrieks] - Allah!
[Shallow breathing]
[Prayers]
[Prayers continues]