Jahan Ara Page #5

abode without an invitation.

''Laugh at my state as much

as you want, But just think''

''What if someone laugh

at your state too''

Excellent!

- Good bye.

- Where are you going?

You felt offended with the joke?

The girl is immature.

Doesn't know how to talk.

But she is impressed in her heart.

Mr.Harfan, words are sharper

than sword.

l did not come on my own,

l've been brought.

Sir, l apologize on

my daughter's behalf.

Please forgive her.

She may sound rude,

but she is soft hearted.

She is fond of learning.

Okay?

lf we get some poetries

from a talent poet like you,...

our lives will be made.

What are you waiting for? Go

and arrange for some refreshments.

Keep it for some good man.

Good bye.

Please listen.

l am very ashamed.

Please forgive me.

He has forgiven you, Shabnam.

He is a poet, not a muscle man.

What say?

- Let's take him to the guest room.

- Sure.

Look, dear. Send some good snacks.

Even l am there.

Come.

Why are you sitting in the dark?

You should've called for light.

Does the light of the lamp

overcome all the darkness?

Not the darkness of the heart.

But of course, the darkness around.

- Greetings.

- Greetings.

Father!

Father!

Who is it?

Dear Jahan.

l called out to you several times.

But l found you lost in thoughts.

What were you thinking?

l was thinking...

this courtyard should be demolished.

Why, father?

lt always reminds me of Mumtaz

and disturbs me.

Father, the courtyard

can be demolished.

But what about the heart...

in which the memories

mourn all the time.

Those who had sworn not to meet

again and slept forever.

Come, father.

Memories are the support of life.

''Once again, the same evening..''

''the sorrow, the loneliness''

''And memories of you

come to console me''

''Once again, the same evening..''

''the sorrow, the loneliness''

''And memories of you

come to console me''

''Once again, the same evening..''

''Once again my thoughts will dwell

in your embrace''

''Once again my thoughts will dwell

in your embrace''

''For a fleeting moments,

l will relive days long gone''

''My heart will be move ...''

''it is, after all, lost in love''

''Once again, the same evening..''

''the sorrow, the loneliness''

''And memories of you come

to console me''

''Once again, the same evening..''

''Wonder if

l will ever meet you again''

''Wonder if

l will ever meet you again''

''lf those unsaid words

will ever be uttered''

''For my path has now diverged

from yours''

''Once again, the same evening..''

''the sorrow, the loneliness''

''And memories of you come

to console me''

''Once again, the same evening..''

The blade is as sharp as the sword.

Shave with it or trim.

Slit the throat or vegetables.

lt is ready for every thing.

But l am not ready,

l have very few hair in my beard.

Shave them with an ordinary blade.

Mr.Nanhe Khan, even the amateurs

know to shave.

But it's my skill to remove

the hair from the root.

l will shave so smoothly that

even a mosquito will slip off.

And what if the blade slips?

Please don't say that.

l am professional barber.

And God forbid, if the blade

makes a mistake,...

nothing to worry.

l also know all the remedies.

l know to stop blood from oozing.

That reminds me.

Few years ago, when l was young

and this blade was new,...

l was called in the royal court.

And l was ordered to shave

the Kazi's beard in a wink,...

or else l would be killed.

l was ready with the blade.

l trimmed every hair from his face

and reached for his neck.

And after that, l changed angles

and worked swiftly.

The entire court was impressed.

The Kazi sneezed at the same time

when the blade was on his throat.

Why should l tell lies?

The blade pierced his neck.

Then what happened?

What else was expected?

Blood oozed.

l feel like praising myself.

l picked a pinch of soil, cast

a spell and applied it on the wound.

The blood immediately stopped oozing.

lt's been 25 years.

But the soil is still there.

- Greetings.

- Greetings.

Look. lt is so strange.

Now it has become difficult for

to me adorn myself in the house.

l made my hair today,...

applied kohl in the eyes

and lipstick on the lips.

Bahaar said, ''ls everything fine?

ls it a special day today?''

l said no.

Then she said, ''Are you going

somewhere as a guest?''

l said no.

She said, ''Then what is the matter?''

l said, ''lt's nothing.''

She got even bold.

She said, ''l understand everything.''

''You are going to impress him.''

l said, ''Whom?''

She said, ''The one whom you love.''

l asked, ''Whom do l love?''

You know what she said?

She said, l am in love with you.

- She's lying.

- No, she is telling the truth.

Look, Shabnam, you have been

talking like this since many days.

l want to keep quiet

and you provoke me to speak.

- l don't want to stay here.

- Listen.

Listen.

- l've come to say something.

- Please go ahead.

We are longing to hear you.

Say a couplet

or a verse or a poetry.

l don't wish to stay here

any longer.

Wonderful.

What a verse!

What simplicity, what style!

l don't wish to stay here

any longer.

Please continue.

l am not saying a couplet.

l don't wish to stay in this house.

Permit me.

Do you have any kind

of inconvenience here?

Mr.Nanhe Khan, please try

and understand.

He is afraid of silence

and loneliness.

No.

Loneliness and silence

are a part of my life.

l don't want it to be snatched

from me.

Here people compel me to speak.

And l wish to keep quiet.

l swear on God.

l am impressed at your innocence.

Let's have some dance and music.

Make him hear Shabnam's song.

- Only then his silence will break.

- Yes.

''His silence hurts me''

''His silence hurts me''

''lf he talks ...''

''the dull lamps light up''

''His silence hurts me''

''Should l burn or douse''

''Should l tread on your path

or my own''

''Should l burn or douse''

''Dejected like a heart

of a poor man''

''A heart of a poor man''

''And burn like the lamps do''

''His silence hurts me''

''These lost eyes ...''

''will glance here someday,

or always remain there''

''These lost eyes ...''

''There's painful isolation''

''A painful isolation''

'' But here, there are blossoms''

''His silence hurts me''

''lf you have control your tears...''

''and kept a silence''

''Whom are you being unfair too''

''lf you have control your tears...''

''Talk about yourself and

also listen to me''

''... also listen to me''

''Silence troubles the mind

and heart''

''His silence hurts me''

''lf he talks ...''

''the dull lamps light up''

''His silence hurts me''

Why did you wear these clothes?

- l am going.

- Going?

Yes, Shabnam. l don't wish to give

sorrow instead of happiness ...

in return of your favours.

l don't wish that the love

which has awaken in your heart...

to ruin you.

Shabnam, l myself am wandering in

search of my lost destination.

So l can't become your companion.

- l understood.

- What?

That the heart in which l wished

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