Haque Page #5

Woman has suffered much at the hands of another of her kind. . .

than has she ever at the hands of a man.

I give you my word. I'll never meet Sanjay ever again.

Is madam in? - She doesn't wish to meet you.

Is this her orders or her husband's? - Madam's orders.

I want to hear this from her mouth.

Sanjay, I told her that. - But why?

What's my fault? Where did I go wrong?

Did I hurt you in any way?

No. You have done me a great favour. You showed me my face.

Acquainted me with my true self.

Then, why this decision not to meet me?

It was imperative to take this decision,. . .

for you and your girlfriend. For me and for this house.

What never existed between us,. . .

people gossiping about it could be damaging to us.

Besides, my husband is a public figure.

I don't want any harm come to him because of me.

Therefore, it would be best if we never met again.

If that is what you wish then, I shall oblige.

But, whenever you feel the need for a friend, do remember me.

See you then !

Today you seem rather preoccupied. What's the matter?

House tension, outside tension, now else what do I say?

Famine has struck Himmat Nagar. Opposition is holding me responsible.

Be it famine, flood or quake. Why is the C. M . blamed for everything?

Is that all? Rule in peace and leave the rest to Swami Haridas.

What will he do?

I have such a formula that will make people forget about their worries.

And, what about Shiva? The press has sniffed him out.

I think, we should liberate him. He has suffered a lot.

His house too is in Himmat Nagar.

Alongwith the residents of Himmat Nagar, he too shall attain salvation.

And what if by then something happened in Himmat Nagar.

What will happen? Find out.

Do you realize what you are saying?

All I was saying, your daughter is now nubile.

You should get her married. If you ask me, Sanjay is not a bad suitor.

You are calumniating my daughter's character.

Then you tell me. How come what's said between you two reach my ears?

Will you be dealing with this boy or should I deal with him myself?

I too have an old score to settle with him.

No. You don't fall in between.

My house is on fire. I shall put out this fire.

Alpana, leave him! Finish him! You go inside!

Pick this wretched cur and dump him outside!

Break his back and bone if you ever see him around again !

No. . . please don't kill me! My baby!

No. . . ! Help!

I will die! Help!

Help me!

Help me! Someone, help me out of this place!

Help!

Help!

Reward of half a million for what you did in Himmat Nagar.

What was the need for this? I've only done my duty.

Me too. See you later.

What's this? Just a 500,000 for 500 lives?

That means, only a 1000 for 1 human life?

Remember last week, you had a tooth implanted?

Dentist's bill was for Rs. 2000.

That makes a human life much cheaper than your tooth ! ?

You have no grasp for politics.

This was a nation, is a nation and will always be a nation.

People will be born and will die.

History has been by their blood and shall continue to be written.

It's nothing new, not a big deal for people to be sacrificed for politics.

Not even when a Saint like you write history with pen dipped in blood?

Who am I to kill anyone? I only preach.

But it's God who gives and takes life.

Death was in their destiny, so they died.

If not in a riot, they'd have surely died a terrible death of starvation.

In a way you made it easier for them, am I not right Daddy?

Tell me something. Do you know how and when will your death occur?

Only God knows. - Even I know.

I am your daughter. I've begun to understand religion.

You will die very soon.

Not by any disease but you'll suffer death.

Either you'll fall victim to a bullet. . .

or on the gallows.

What's this I hear? Didn't the Swami say that. . .

until the completion of my term, I can't go anywhere?

Then why this sudden favour?

Shiva, there's a bad news. - What happened?

We are releasing you on parole. - Is the Swami okay?

He's fine. - Then, what's the bad news?

Your wife and kid burnt to death in the riot.

NO !

NO !

You? - Recognized me?

Aren't you the media wolf who goes sniffing around for human blood?

Me and the families of all those like me,. . .

their death is but a story for you which can be sold.

Which can make headlines.

But my tears and helplessness are a sign of victory for you.

Not so, my friend. We media people are not that bad.

We might not be able to stop natural calamities.

But we sure try to stop the calamities created by man.

I'd have succeeded in saving the lives of many like you and. . .

their families if only you hadn't taken me for your foe.

Do you know who is the killer of your wife and kids?

Who is it? - You. . . Swami Haridas.

I am already psyched out. Say more and I'll surely kill you !

I say nothing. Hear what Swami Haridas and the C. M . says.

I have such a formula that will make people forget about their worries.

I think, we should liberate him. He has suffered a lot.

His house too is in Himmat Nagar.

They are probably celebrating the death of all those innocents right now

Now I understand why the Swami asked me to aim at the womb of C. M . 's wife.

Will you do a little job for me? - My life is thine to have.

That you've already given me long ago. Now I ask for your fealty.

You have it sir. I sacrifice my faith for you too.

Then listen carefully.

Tomorrow when Singh will leave with his wife to attend a public meeting. . .

then you alongwith your men will attach them.

Should I finish them off? - No.

Singh and his wife should suffer superficial injuries.

But his wife's. . .

He is that monster who eats up his own baby to achieve supremacy.

Then, where do we poor count?

Swami Haridas, I won't spare you ! I shall never spare my kid's killer.

Religion and Politics work in tandem. . .

the concoction of which creates a monster with many heads.

Chopping off one head won't make a difference at all.

You have to aim at the belly of the beast.

The people have to become Rama to kill this Ravana.

And the media as Rama's weapon.

You want me to print this story!

After reading this story the people will realize that. . .

they have chosen a wolf to guard the sheep.

Whom they consider as their leader and protector. . .

have no regard for human lives at all.

In order to maintain their positions,. . .

wiping out thousands of people like insects is no big deal for them.

After reading this story, a major upheaval will come about.

You are being kicked out of the job.

You can tear up those pages, fire me but you can't save Mr. Singh's seat.

'Cause, his position has destabilized. He'll have get down his position. . .

and will have to pay the time for all his crimes.

'Cause as long as I, Shiva or Alpana is alive. . .

or till one of us is alive, Mr. Haridas and Mr. Singh are doomed.

Day and night your face haunted me.

I shan't spare you today!

I'll kill you !

Varsha, come to your senses!

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