Tehzeeb Page #2

Wait for me.

Good night.

Good night.

Who was it?

"I don't ever want to lose you, Nazo."

"You are my darling, only mine!"

Nobody else's.

She didn't bother

for so many years.

"And all of a sudden,

her affection is overflowing!"

"You know Salim, I sometimes

feel mom is made of air."

You never know where she'll turn.

She is not happy with our marriage.

But I don't understand why.

"I look good enough,

I even have ancestral money."

"Apart from smoking and drinking,

I don't have any kinky habits."

We married against her wishes.

- But with her daughter's consent.

Doesn't she want you

to have a loving husband?

I don't even know now

whether you love me or not.

"Love!! Sweetie, since when

did your tongue become acid?"

I'll give you proof now!

Surrender yourself to me!

"What happened, Umrao? You didn't

like my humming, or my applying dye?"

"Old is gold, understand?"

My heart sometimes does

miss my children.

I have no complains

against my daughter.

But Salim ruined her.

Wonder how much she has changed.

You have done a great

favour in visiting your dear ones.

Damn! This sounds like

cheap school level play.

I sound like an old English lady.

'Your arrival has

brought along spring'

"' Mom, it seems your arrival

has made our desert bloom'."

"Tehzeeb, my darling!

Have you forgotten your mom?"

It will be obvious I'm acting.

So...

Madam Rukhsana loves to be praised.

You look just the same!

Just as beautiful and young!

"What magic potion

do you possess, mom?"

"Come to think of it,

why say anything?"

"I'll just go,

open my arms, and that's it!"

"Good night, Umrao."

"I feel jealous of you.

You will enjoy here..."

and I will have to smile

and trouble my jaws at the party.

Can't help it. One has to pay

the price of being a public figure.

"Stop your nonsense, Tehzeeb. Why do

you have to say or do any of this?"

Does one have to do all

this to meet one's mother?

The eyes reveal what the heart feels.

"If you want to talk, come and

talk to me. Why tire the mirror?"

I'm washing my face.

Your tears have

already washed your face.

"Yes, my love?"

"Do you know, mom is going to

come today. Get dressed quickly!"

"Nazo, why this spread-out?

Mom will come any minute."

What are you doing!

What's shameful?

- A bird's nest.

Mom won't like it.

- Bad hair day today!

I'm fine the way I am;

whether anyone likes it or not.

Quite a grand bungalow.

Have you ever heard of him?

- No madam.

I have only heard your name.

I just bought your new album.

"Tehzeeb, your hair is the same

even after so many years."

Use a brush in your hair sometimes.

Looks like the crow took offense.

"Damn that!

Give me a hug, love!"

My darling!

You have pulled down. Doesn't

Salim give you enough to eat?

"No, I'm dieting these days."

Diet? I should be dieting.

But my fans say...

'We love you the way you are!

Don't reduce your weight'

I have to listen to those

I am living for.

Don't you have any servants?

Salim had to suddenly

leave for the city...

"I asked about the servants,

not Salim."

They are on leave today;

I'll take your bags in.

"I am stronger than you. I'll

carry the bags, you bring Umrao."

You didn't tell me even she is here.

I was thinking of visiting

her in the hospital.

"Call it hospital, or prison?"

I and Salim released this

prisoner five months ago.

"What nonsense are you talking!

She was not in jail, but in hospital."

"That too, in India's

best private hospital."

"Away from dear ones, even hospital

is worst than the loneliness of jail."

"Nazo, look what mom

has brought for you."

A white cat!

"And anyway, the doctors have said,

more than medicines..."

"Nazo needs her dear ones.

Specially, her mother."

But you didn't even care to look

her up in the last five months.

"All right, if not her mother,

her sister."

You have taken her responsibility;

why are you rubbing it in?

Do you know anything?

I don't have time even to breathe.

I was on a tour of

Europe for three months.

But Bali was not dead;

you could have told him.

He would have informed me.

"Had I informed you,

you would get upset."

And that makes your

blood pressure rise.

"All right, it's good what you did."

My darling! My bird has flown

from paradise to meet her mom!

"Nazo, my love,

mom is tired."

Mom is tired.

- You must be enjoying this game.

"The one who has never played,

what fun can she derive from playing?"

We will play; we will play everyday.

"Yes, my love.

- Mom, you will play with me?"

"Yes love,

mom has come to play with you."

My love.

What is this?

My darling is crying.

Don't cry; it's a happy occasion.

- Yes.

"Here, I drink your tears.

- We will play."

"Mom, everything

is the way you like it."

"Three soft pillows,

two small, and two big towels."

Hot water with honey for drinking.

And your favourite rose flavored

soap in the bathroom.

Thank you love;

but why these balloons?

There are other ways

to remind me of my age.

"Mom, you sure can hurt people."

Come here.

Look what I have brought for you.

It's very pretty.

Come here. See how beautiful

it will look on your delicate neck.

And for Nazo?

- Nazo...

How was I to know even she will be

here? We'll buy something for her too.

This is for you.

"No mom, Nazo will feel hurt."

"Give this to her. And anyway,

I don't like gold jewelry."

You sure can hurt people.

"Mom, bathe quickly.

It gets dark earlier here."

Is Salim coming to dinner or not?

"Ofcourse, he must be on his way."

I didn't know you were

so desperate to meet him.

Why not? Let me see if my daughter's

husband has changed or not.

I'll get dressed and come.

Even the tap is like Tehzeeb.

You never know when it will burst!

I cannot come

for the champagne munch.

I have to meet some writer

Come. I didn't expect you to come.

- Why?

A brand new director of a publishing

house comes to meet a writer...?

It's something great.

"Ohio or New York, Malabar Hill

or Manhattan, makes no difference."

"The people, the traffic,

pollution, everything is the same."

I have read your novels.

They are quite spicy.

Yet your publishing house is

not ready to publish my new novel.

"That's a policy matter, Mr. Salim.

- Only Salim will do, Ms. Sheena."

"Only Sheena will do, Salim."

I'd ordered it beforehand.

"Look Salim, there is a market

for your romantic writing."

"Your love stories are quite popular

in North India, lndonesia & Middle East"

"Now you are writing a serious novel,

for which there are few readers."

It's a business risk for us.

Why don't you write a love story?

Because love is not life.

I mean...

Iove is only a part of life. And

I... want to write the story of life.

"Sorry, life is not

valued in our country."

There are very few who value life.

"All right, then some other publishing

house will publish my novel."

You are annoyed.

- Ofcourse.

"But not with you,

with your publishing house."

I like your honesty.

It's quite late.

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