Arzoo Page #3
- Year:
- 1965
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And do ponder over it
Don't go away upset
Wherever you go...
you will find me there
By Allah, hope this forlorn heart
doesn't die.
The chicken has me bugged!
Stop, l say.
Allah! Where am l?
Mamdu, where are you taking me?
- How come you're there?
Wait, l'm coming.
Savi comes to my houseboat!
Savi...
Let's go back!
- Why did you come here?
l followed the chicken.
Are you going back or not?
l'm not going.
- l know, you are a scum.
l'm not a scum!
- l'm going to earn a bad name!
l'm not going. Even l'll lose face.
- Are you going or not?
l'm not!
What are you crying for, Mamdu?
- l'm going to get a bad name.
Not you, l'm going to be maligned.
So l say, if you get maligned,
l'll be maligned too.
l love you, Savi.
- You're lying.
l swear by Allah, l mean it. l love
you from the depths of my heart.
Don't get worked up, Savi.
You have no family, nor do l.
Both of us are orphans. Allah's wish.
The chicken came to my houseboat...
that's Allah doing. You followed
the chicken, then we met.
How about getting married?
You're very cunning. You trapped me.
Not l, the chicken trapped you.
How about going to the priest
and having a quick wedding?
So you're all set to go?
- Yes.
l wish you had stayed back
for a few more days.
l wish too, but l'm helpless.
Orders are orders.
lf you ever come to Jammu,
please drop by.
Your address, telephone number...?
- The Jammu Military Headquarters...
has only one Major Kapoor.
- Okay. lf you come to Delhi...
you must meet me.
- Sure, but your address, telephone?
Strange! Forget Delhi, all over lndia
you'll find only one Sarju of Okhla.
Call me up.
- Sure.
Take care.
- You too.
Leave me.
Oh, leave me.
- Still coy? We're married now, Savi.
Sir! Salaam sir.
Mamdu, so you married Savi?
- Yes sir.
You're really an expert in love.
- By Allah, l did nothing.
Then how did you marry her?
- Shall l tell you honestly?
Yes.
- An Angel of Love stepped...
into my houseboat and got us married.
- An Angel of Love...?
Like to see?
- Yes.
Come... come.
Come... look, the Angel of Love.
The number was right...!
Let me try again.
Who are you? Why don't you speak?
What's happening, sir?
- Someone else is picking up the phone
No answer. l wonder who it is.
- Must be a prankster, Daddy.
Sitaram, put the phone away.
Looks like the girl gave me
a wrong number.
Oh come on. ln love,
a girl never lies.
Let me try the number...?
- You?
Yes sir. By Allah, l'm Mamdu,
Go on.
The number...?
- l'll tell you.
l'll take it.
lt's her, it's her.
Who is it? lt's Usha here.
Usha, Sarju here.
Oh, it's you... Salma?
When did you return?
Salma...? Who's Salma?
Not Salma, it's Sarju here, Usha.
Damn! You're Salma.
- What?
Yes, it's a ploy in love.
Her father must be around.
Crap. lt's someone else on the line.
- No, it's me. Usha.
Sitaram, take the cup away.
- Yes sir.
Salma, why don't you speak?
Usha, it's me, Sarju.
Why are you calling me Salma?
Well, as soon as you reach Srinagar,
you forget my name, eh?
How can l forget you? Daddy is here.
l was just talking to him...
that l met a friend from Delhi
in Gulmarg.
Oh, now l understand. Mamdu,
her father is hovering around.
ls it?
- Yes.
So lady, l'm your friend,
Salma from Delhi, eh?
You must've certainly told your father
how you tried to bash up your friend?
Are you taunting me over
the telephone? l can't answer that.
Had we been facing each other,
l'd have retorted.
Sigh! When will we meet, darling?
That's my question.
Get the gender right. You're Salma.
- Shut up!
Tell me, where are you put up?
- ln Heaven.
What...?
- Heaven's a houseboat at Naseem Baug
Mamdu's.
- lt belongs to Mamdu.
All right, l'll see you
at Hazrat Mahal, at six.
Promise?
- l swear.
Bless you.
Sir, you're an expert lover too.
- ln fact, l'm becoming one, Mamdu.
By Allah?
- By Allah!
When you meet an old friend out of the
blue, it stirs a feeling, isn't it?
How do you l know? Your friend should
know. Guess she's a dear friend?
Yes Daddy, she's become
a dear friend of late.
lt's two to six,
and she isn't here as yet.
She'll be here dot on six, like
she said. Still two minutes to go.
She could come 10-15 minutes earlier.
- Can be late by 10-15 minutes too.
What...?
- lf the girl has some brains...
she will come half-hour late.
- Why?
Damn! That's the ploy of love.
Hear this from an expert lover.
Promises apart, the girl should
always make delay. ln the interim...
the boy should satisfy his appetite.
Finally when the girl arrives...
the boy should pretend and say,
My love, l'm hungry waiting for you.
Mamdu, she's here.
Allah, even after l gave him an idea,
he still stands there quietly in love
Usha, did you reach back safely
from Gulmarg?
Yes. And you?
- Yes.
How'd you know? Physically l returned,
but l left back my heart with you.
How'd you know how these two days
passed? As if they were two years.
Look, isn't the lake beautiful?
- Yes.
But Usha, your eyes
are even prettier.
l feel like drowning in them.
- Did you say something?
Not at all.
Shall we walk by the shore?
- Fine.
Where does this road lead to, Usha?
- Nishat Baug.
You think about the road, and
l wonder where life is leading us.
Did you say something?
- No.
By Allah, may not this lovesick heart
kill me.
Damn you!
Won't even let me sip the tea.
l wish l'd die under the shade
of your dress.
Don't say that.
Planning to walk it out to Delhi, sir?
Don't want a boat ride?
Come on sir, come on lady.
- Let's sit on the boat, Usha.
Lady, l'm Mamdu.
- l see.
Great, lady.
Great, sir!
Come on.
Your man is really nice.
What's on your mind, Usha?
- l still know nothing about you.
What'd you like to know?
My name? My family? My legacy?
No, l don't wish to know all that.
- Then what d'you want to know, love?
All l want to know is
how long will you love me?
Usha, man is not immortal.
One day he dies.
As of now, l promise
to love you until death.
Enough?
Call that boat over.
- Fine, lady.
Why did you call that boat over?
- lt's late, time to go home.
l haven't yet had my fill of you.
- But go, l must. Right?
Shall l?
D'you really have to go?
- Yes.
Won't you stop for a while?
- l'll come tomorrow.
Know what my heart says?
- What?
Where will you sneak away
from me?
Wherever you go,
you will find me there
Oh, what intoxication is this?
Oh, what effect is this?
My heart is not in place...
and my eyes not in control
Leave after l come around
Stop for now, stop
Where will you sneak away from me?
Wherever you go,
you will find me there
Ramesh, may you live long.
l thought...
without you the valleys of Kashmir
would be like a barren desert.
But friend, hold your breath.
Blossoms have taken over the desert.
And l'm smitten with
a pretty blossom.
Ramesh, in three days, l have
found the love of three lifetimes.
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