Haque Page #2

I'll gather myself in a few days.

What will you gather? What's this madness? What nonsense!

Are you the only woman who's had a miscarriage?

Millions of babies are born and millions get aborted.

This incompleteness. . . not able to gather yourself?

What nonsense is this?

That. . . That's not what I meant.

You can do what you like, how you like. - I don't feel like.

I don't want charity. . . especially from you !

Incompleteness!

Are you taking your medicines on time? - Yes.

Were those who attacked us caught?

They will be. We lost our baby in an accident and this happens everyday.

But this happened to me first time. And, that was no accident for me.

If you hadn't forced me to come alongwith you. . .

Then, why don't you say that I am responsible for his death?

Me, his father!

What kind of a father are you?

Our baby was killed and you being the Chief Minister couldn't do anything?

But if I happened to see that murderer, I'll surely kill him!

I think, you should start wearing glasses in your ears too.

You can't see a thing. And now, you've even gone deaf!

I am very busy at the moment. I've to submit this report by evening.

Don't waste my time. Now leave me alone!

Have you no manners?

You'll be more comfortable on the chair and give me back my glasses.

Then have you any manners? Is this how you behave with your guests?

Can't you be more hospitable?

Can't you ask me why I am here? - Why are you here?

Today is my birthday. I've invited all my friends. You are also welcome.

I am sorry. I am very busy. I've a lot of workload.

I've told all my friends that you will surely come.

You lied. So you face the music.

So, you won't come, huh? - Never.

Fine. I'll shatter these glasses right now.

It will break! - So, are you coming?

I have a lot of workload and am very busy.

Are you coming? - Okay. I'll come.

Spare the rod and spoil the child.

What a rodent! - Excuse me?

I said, I'll come. Dare I say anything to you?

Come on in !

Looks like I am the first. The guests have yet to come.

I haven't call anyone else. This party is just for you and me.

So many desires, loads of hot passionate breath. . .

Do we need anyone else? - Is it really your birthday?

Of course! Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

You haven't grown up yet.

This dark night lies between my adolescence and adulthood.

Hold my hand and take me across this dark night.

You can go ahead and your passionate desires. I'll be leaving.

''My locks have entangled,. . . ''

''Do make them untwined''

''An icon of love that I am''

''Encase me in thy heart''

''Alone am I do take me in thy arms''

''No one else is there in the house''

''Never will we ever find''

''Such a fiery night again''

''I am thirsting for thee''

''Do not leave me pining''

''An icon of love that I am''

''Encase me in thy heart''

''Away from you no more can I''

''bear to live any longer, oh my! ''

''The right time, the right weather''

''And yet no peace can I find to please''

''One night is all I ask for''

''Just one night do spend with me''

''An icon of love that I am''

''Encase me in thy heart''

''My locks have entangled,. . . ''

''Do make them untwined''

''An icon of love that I am''

''Encase me in thy heart''

''My locks have entangled,. . . ''

You are the limits! Let go of my hand !

Dad's here! - Oh really!

Good ! I can meet him too.

Where is he? - Why don't you understand?

He'll kill us both if he catches us in this condition.

You'd better hide! - Why? I am no thief! I shan't hide.

I am the thief. I stole you. Now please hide or he'll kill me.

Please hide! - What's your problem man?

Take it.

We are such good friends, but we happen to meet only on Fridays.

That's too bad. - It sure is.

But, you have a very big hand in getting me this seat.

Public thinks I am your arch enemy and want to remove you from office.

They are fools! They believe anything they want.

And that's good news for us.

Everyone is doing this. Let's drink another round to that.

But Swami Haridas never even touches a liquor.

You too don't drink in public.

But, what were you doing there?

Actually, Mr. Haridas's daughter Alpana is a friend of mine.

I get it!

Well, if you want to clash with these two titans. . .

then, you need proofs for that.

We can't print your story without evidence.

Open the door! - Who is it?

Open up the door! - What do you want?

Who's inside? - Go away from here!

Open the door or I'll break it!

What is it? What do you want?

Who's inside? - Nobody. Get out!

Who is she?

I am your wife and I've full right to know who's in bed with you.

You really want to know?

Meet Asha, my friend and secretary.

And meet my wife Varsh.

I can understand her greed.

But, have you no decency to bring home a whore?

I am a respectable woman from a respectable family.

Then, what is a respectable woman doing in bed with a married man?

Ask your husband.

Just because you are a Chief Minister, does that mean you can do anything?

Yes, I can. My life, my requirements, my responsibilities. . .

are different from an ordinary man.

You are sick by both your body and your mind.

You may be my wife in public. But, I have my carnal desires.

If you don't satisfy my lust, I'll do so somewhere else.

But, this is against the religious code and social conduct.

I set the codes and conduct for the world and for myself.

I'll do what I wish !

Are these codes and conducts that you have set for this house. . .

applicable only to you or to the rest of the family members too?

What the hell do you mean by that? - What I mean is, I am a woman.

I too have my sexual needs. If you happen to fall sick,. . .

can I too bring home a stranger and satisfy my lust?

How dare you !

Come with me! Come to where your true status is.

There can be no improvements in your life.

This is where you live and die, get it!

Hello sir!

How is Varsha? - She's okay.

She didn't take in too much water. When she jumped into the water,. . .

luckily this young man was nearby and he saved her life.

Don't worry. She'll be better after some rest.

Mr. Sharma, take the doctor home. Excuse me, gentleman !

What is your name? What do you do?

Name's Sanjay. I am a newspaper reporter.

Thanks a lot for saving Varsha's life.

You may know that we were murderously assaulted in the election meeting. . .

in which Varsha lost her baby. Ever since, she's lost her sanity.

I'd be very grateful if you did not mention this in the papers.

I can understand your condition.

But, can I know how did you punish your assaulter?

How do I punish the guy whose face neither me nor my wife saw?

What folly was that? Do you want the press to publish that. . .

that the C. M . 's wife tired of her husband's cruelty attempted suicide?

Do you think I'll lose all that I've gained with such effort so easily?

Get one thing straight. Do this again. . .

I'll see you rot for the rest of your life in a mad house.

Don't know whether I should thank you. . .

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