Chaahat Page #9

Narang is calling you.

He is waiting for you.

Come with me, come on.

Why should I go?

Why should I go?

I paid all my debts to Narang!

With great difficulty I freed myself!

- I will not go anywhere!

- Are you crazy!

Why do not you understand? Explain it!

- Let's go see it!

- I will not go.

Nobody ever get rid of it!

- For the love of God, come!

- I will not go with you.

- I beg you, come with me!

- I will not go!

Narang men are waiting

.

Let them wait, let them wait.

I will not run away! I'm not going to run away!

Narang is a very dangerous man.

Do not mess with him.

- I will not go.

- Brother Roop, he's right.

Narang is very dangerous.

Take Pooja and go ..

..for The back door.

We take care of everything.

Roop not have time to think.

Huye with Pooja.

How long?

For how long I'll keep running away?

I was in the wrong way

enough time!

I can not continue the rest of my life

well, not anymore! Do not! Do not!

Now I will not flee.

I'll take the same path that brought me here

.

I'm willing to face up to

death!

Now I have my life with me.

Come on, Pooja. We will not flee.

Roop! Roop! He will kill you.

Enough! He does not scare me anymore!

Do not touch me! Do not touch me!

I have nothing to do with you!

I'm going here with my life.

Come on, Pooja. Come on.

No, Roop!

Roop!

Did not you hear what I said?

Did not you hear I said no

molestaras me for nothing?

Are you deaf? Come here! Come here!

Stop bothering !

- Stop!

- No, Roop!

You want to hit me? Hit me!

Hit me, damn you!

Damn!

Bastard!

Where did he go? Seek it!

What will I tell my sister?

Seek it!

Reshma, what happened to you?

I used to think you were God.

You could get what I wanted

.

Reshma ..

But you lost.

My God lost.

No, Reshma. No, Reshma. I did not lose.

Reshma, Roop back to you, I give you my word

.

The get not hide from me

anywhere in the world.

You're lying.

It is hidden from me and now you.

My God lost.

My God is dying.

I have no reason to live.

Reshma..Reshma, what are you talking about?

What's wrong?

What do you have in your hand?

What do you have in your hand?

Reshma.

Reshma!

My beloved is my God.

When my heart is separated from

my beloved? (never).

My beloved is my dream.

My beloved is my moon, my beloved is

my Eid (Muslim festival).

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

My heart says

'll never separated from my beloved.

I do not want to live without my beloved.

No, oh no.

No, oh no.

I do not want to die without my beloved.

No, oh no.

No, oh no.

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

My heart says

'll never separated from my beloved.

No, oh no. No, oh no.

No, oh no.

No, oh no.

Since these eyes met you ..

..estn Open only to you.

You're near me, I feel.

Now, what else is there

else to think?

I want to make my mirror, I will decorate

(I'll beautiful).

The voice of the heart is in sync with my breathing

.

That the heart of my beloved

never to break.

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

My heart says

'll never separated from my beloved.

No, oh no. No, oh no.

No, oh no.

No, oh no.

God made my heart.

And decorum inside my chest.

It is precious to me, but I

belongs to you.

Just take it and take it.

I came running.

Brought along thousands of gifts.

This causes drunkenness you,

this glow on your face.

I declare to you my God.

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

My heart says

'll never separated from my beloved.

I do not want to live without my beloved.

No, oh no.

No, oh no.

I do not want to die without my beloved.

No, oh no.

No, oh no.

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

Whether you get happiness,

whether sadness comes.

My heart says

'll never separated from my beloved.

No, oh no. No, oh no.

No, oh no. No, oh no.

No, oh no. No, oh no.

No, oh no. No, oh no.

No, oh no. No, oh no.

No, oh no. No, oh no.

Pooja!

Life!

Pooja!

Pooja!

Pooja!

Life?

Life!

Pooja!

Pooja!

Life!

Pooja!

Roop! Roop! Help me!

- Pooja!

- Roop!

Get off me! Get off me!

Roop!

Poojaaaaa!

Bring her!

Poojaaaaa!

Forgot what I said?

What did I say?

Whatever you do, do not want to do

never mourn my sister.

You did mourn

my sister for a woman like that.

That is not even worthy of

wash his feet.

- Bring that damn here!

- Hey, Narang!

Talk to a man! Why

involves women in this?

Get off me!

Hey, sir!

If you have to shoot somebody,

it to his father.

I knew I would have to pay for their actions

someday.

Your horoscope predicted that cause problems

his father all his life.

Lord, please do not hit me

son, sir.

Lord, do not hit my son!

Do not hit my son!

Lord, I bow at your feet.

Lord, do not hit my son!

No, Dad! Do not do that, Dad!

Please do not humiliate!

I know he's useless!

But he's my son, support for

my old age, sir!

What will become of me if he dies, sir?

No, Dad, please, stop

lean!

- Lord, let my son!

- Push him!

- Let my son, sir!

- Chuck it!

How you dare to raise his hand

my son, bastard?

Roop! Come on! Roop!

Flee from here!

- Pooja Come, flee from here!

- Do not!

Do not come out of here!

Daddy, pick me up!

Take my hands!

He's running!

- Dad! Hug me!

- Okay, Roop!

- Are you okay?

- Contigo here nothing bad will happen.

Let's hit the damn!

Help!

Help!

- Come on, Dad!

- Come on, son!

- Come on, son.

- Come on.

Dad! Do not!

Dad! Dad!

Wait.

Dad!

Hey, let me go! Dad! Dad!

Dad! Get off me!

- Dad!

- Roop!

First it was the father who came

to save his son.

Now is the son who comes to save her father

.

This blood relationship is very strange.

Roop!

Roop!

Hit me me! Hit me, Narang!

You're beating a child, damn!

Hit me! Hit me, Narang!

Why did you stop?

I am the son of the sands of Rajasthan

!

No matter how hard you hit the sand ..

..quien Passes over it,

not hurt her.

Do not hurt her!

Do not hurt her, Roop!

Hit me, Narang! What are you thinking about?

I think I do not need

hit more.

- I ..

- No, Narang!

I'll make you bleed.

I'll make you bleed so much that you'll die

.

Get off me! Let go!

Leave him alone, you bastard!

Now let me see if you ..

..vas To stay here standing for

save the old.

O will come after me

to save the life of your loved one.

- Take her!

- Get off me!

- Dad!

- Do not take my daughter, Narang!

Let go of my Pooja Narang!

Do not cry, son! That does not help!

Shut up! Let me think, think.

Do not move, do not move.

If I fall, I will die.

You became weak

stay in the city.

No, Dad.

Aguantare your weight until my last breath.

Do not be afraid.

You became fat

eating hospital food, right, Dad?

Ah, yes. Is that what you think about me?

That I became fat, miserable.

- Let me think. Let me think.

- Yes

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