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Where did she go?
Shakila? Jamila? Where are you two? Where is Jamila?
What happened?
Jamila, come out.
Come here.
What happened?
Look at this. My story is written in the digest.
Story?
Yes. Look at this. My name is also written. Tell me.
Are you Rashqeina?
Rashqeina is my name.
Where is mother? I will tell mother. Mother? Where are you mother? Mother?
What is it?
Mother, mother, mother. Look at this. My story is written in the digest.
What?
Yes mother. Sister wrote a story that was written in the digest. That is why sister is very happy.
Tell me one thing. Why did you write Rashqeina's name?
I told you. Rashqeina is my name.
How is this story?
I read it before it was published. I will tell you.
This is a story of a boy and a girl's love.
That they fall in love with each other. They write about love and love.
Farida, didn't you feel ashamed to write such silly things?
How dare you write such things?
If your father finds out, he will be in trouble.
We are not so shameless that we teach such things about love and love to people.
You people are not getting married already. And this.
If people find out, it will be very bad.
Mother, mother, listen to me. I didn't write anything like this. I have written a lot apart from a boy and a girl's love.
It is a lesson for people. It is a big lesson, mother.
Okay, stop it.
Don't tell me these useless things. No one will understand this.
Understood?
People will say that parents didn't do the right thing.
I don't know what a girl thinks. What is wrong in her mind?
Mother, people don't think writers are bad.
Writing is a talent. Every girl can cook but can't become a writer like you.
I don't need to explain.
A girl's talent is to do housework and cook.
The rest of the talents are useless.
If you write again, I will break your hand. Understood?
Sister, sister, what happened?
How long have you been sitting like this?
Don't be upset.
Mother has old thoughts. She doesn't understand the importance of this talent.
But to be honest, I am very happy to see your novel.
Mother has made fun of my success.
And when she saw Jameela, how did she get angry?
Leave sister. She is already crazy.
She thinks you are her Harik for no reason.
Mother, why is she thinking bad about writing?
Sister, it is very difficult to change old thoughts.
Now do one thing.
Whenever you write a story, don't tell it to anyone.
You know that you are not doing anything wrong.
So don't put any burden on your heart.
Do what you like.
Okay?
Now just laugh.
You have made such a cartoonish face for four hours.
Laugh.
Fareeda, I am very happy.
I am very happy.
I would have said that one day your story would have been published.
Today that day has also come.
But why did you keep your name Rashqe Hina?
If you would have written your real name Fareeda Anwar, you would have been recognized more.
I don't like my name at all.
It was my grandmother's name.
My grandfather named me after her.
Rashqe Hina is my name.
And I like this name a lot.
Fareeda is right. Fareeda Anwar is a very old name.
As soon as I hear her name, I think of a very old woman named Umar Rasida.
Anyway, big poets and writers are recognized by their names.
Yes.
By the way, did you find out about your money from the editor?
They will give you the money, right?
No, I didn't ask. You ask.
They won't mind.
Come on. Why would they mind? You have worked hard.
And I have heard that digest writers give money to their writers.
Mother.
What is it? Why are you shouting?
Look at this. Fareeda's story is printed in this book.
She has become a writer.
And she was roaming around in college in such a way that she could be a great thing.
Yes, she is the one who has to write.
Mother, do you even know what Fareeda has written in this story?
What has she written?
She has written about the love between a boy and a girl.
I am amazed that Fareeda thinks all this.
Why has she started writing all this?
She is a very decent girl.
After reading this story, I have realized that she is such a decent girl.
She has written so much romance and so many open talks.
The girls have gone crazy after reading her story.
Show me. Let me see what is written in the letter.
Don't you dare.
No one will touch this letter.
Wow, mother.
We have a ban on reading and an open freedom to write it.
This is nothing.
If all this is true,
then I have to go to Anwar's home the day after tomorrow.
I will bring Fareeda's news.
What is the matter?
The girls have become so free,
they are doing whatever they want.
Wow.
Yes, yes, mother, do go.
Uncle doesn't even know what his daughter is doing.
My poor brother goes home in the morning and enters in the evening.
This is the work of a mother,
how to train the girls, what manners to teach them.
Yes, mother,
you do go.
And you have to do two things.
What is that?
First,
say no clearly, mother.
What kind of behavior will not work?
This love,
I don't know what to say,
I am ashamed to say this in front of you.
But mother, you have understood, right?
Yes, yes, I have understood.
And the second thing?
And the second thing, mother,
when will you talk to uncle about my relation with Fareeda?
I will do it, I will do it.
But listen to one thing,
he will not marry Fareeda before Jameela gets married.
Why don't you understand this?
Mother, look,
you shouldn't delay in such things.
One day, he became Mrs. Shaukat.
Fareeda Shaukat.
If she becomes a big writer by tomorrow, she will lose her mind.
As it is, I don't let her sit idle.
One story doesn't mean anything.
Once she has made a mistake,
I will talk to Anwar.
She will not write again.
This is my next story.
I hope you will like it.
You have the ability to write.
Your novel is being liked a lot.
I am receiving countless phone calls
in which people are praising your novel.
For this, I am really thankful to you
that you have given me a place in your life.
You know, when my story was published,
I couldn't believe it for so long.
This is how it is.
Such a big organization has published your story.
This is a matter of great honor for you.
Uh…
I have heard that
you also get a salary for published stories.
Salary?
Oh madam, we are giving you a name.
Isn't this enough for you?
Such a big organization is publishing your novel.
We are giving you a break.
We are making your identity known.
Otherwise, who knows who is a rascal.
Don't show off too much.
If you publish four or six stories,
you will also get a salary.
It feels very strange to ask for money
when the first story is published.
No, no.
I didn't mean this.
I was just asking for money.
Look madam,
writing is an art,
and art is not for money.
It is the voice inside a person.
It is his catharsis.
Look, I am not interested in money.
I just heard it,
so I asked for it.
Please read it.
Okay, okay.
Thank you.
Did you get the money?
We will get it.
It will take a long time.
How much will we get?
Now see how much we get.
We should get more.
So many people liked your story,
and you write it awake at night.
Writing is a very difficult job.
What is the point if people in this country start getting a salary for their hard work?
When we get money,
what will you get for me?
I will get whatever you ask for.
A cycle,
and then a touch screen mobile.
What do you want to do with that?
Yes, I will definitely get a cycle.
That is your need.
No,
it has internet,
so I will get help in my studies.
Fine.
When we get a lot of money,
then I will see.
Fine.
I don't know when this boy will come to his senses.
I don't understand what will happen to him.
My mother says, get married, get married.
And gentlemen,
neither do they come to the shop on time, nor do they work properly.
Hello papa.
Hello.
Listen,
its morning.
Papa, I was coming to the shop,
but mama told me ten things before coming.
What would I have done?
You have a new excuse every day.
Sometimes your mother sends you for some work, sometimes your sister.
I am asking you,
how long will I handle this business?
Its good that papa is here.
Whenever I come, your court starts.
First you get your hair done,
then work at the shop.
That is why I don't feel like coming.
Then don't come.
Don't come to the shop.
Go and waste your time with those stupid friends.
Go.
I don't feel like coming.
Tell me,
do you have time to waste your time?
Do you have time to sit with those stupid friends?
Its time for work.
Don't talk.
Mama said,
you people go after dinner.
I have made thai chicken curry,
chicken curry,
prawn,
rice,
and chicken mushroom soup.
Chicken mushroom soup.
Tell me one thing,
have you ever tasted these things?
Do you know how these things are made?
Where are they made?
You won't know.
This is the story of our class.
They eat like this.
We don't eat pumpkin, egg and potato.
Okay, wait.
Read a little more.
Those people
went to Burj Khalifa.
They had to do all the shopping from Dubai.
They had to buy diamond and gold sets from Dubai.
Have you ever seen Dubai in your life?
You have never even left the city.
You don't even know how Dubai's ship looks like.
Wait.
Let me read a little more.
Even brother had to come from England.
He…
Oxford…
Uni…
What is this? Read it.
University.
He studied in Oxford University
and used to come once a year.
Fareeda, you are such a liar.
You get all this information from the computer.
The names of hotels, the names of food,
the names of places,
even the names of school colleges,
you get them from there.
So tell me, what is left?
So what?
The internet is for this kind of work.
Anyway,
I didn't find this story of yours so special.
Tell me something.
Yes.
Why do you write all your stories on rich people?
Why don't you write stories on poor people like us?
What should I write for poor people like us?
Immigrants?
Complexes?
Lack of money,
lack of money,
abundance of expenses,
problems.
Who would want to read such stories?
Anyway,
I really liked this story of yours.
Far from reality.
People don't want to see the face of reality.
They want to read beautiful fantasies.
Yes, but your stories are completely different from your real life.
They show your absence.
You broke my dentist.
You people don't have sense.
We don't have sense.
Only you know everything.
Hey, wait.
Did you find out anything about Farida?
About Farida?
Yes.
She has a story in this letter.
It's not a bad thing to write a story.
But there is nothing in this except love and affection.
Tell me,
why did you write such nonsense?
If you want to write, then write it on Islamic topics.
At least read it.
What nonsense did you write?
But sister,
I don't know anything about her.
Then read it.
And yes,
she has even changed the name of our deceased father.
She has become a rascal.
May God forgive her.
She has become such a rascal at this age.
Farida.
Yes father.
What am I listening to?
You have written a stupid story,
which has been published.
And you have also changed your name.
Who allowed you to do all this?
You have written all this nonsense,
by making excuses to study at night.
Father, I like to write.
And I also get money to write.
Do you get lakhs of rupees?
Father, it is possible that I might get lakhs of rupees.
The writers are earning very well these days.
I don't want these lakhs of rupees.
I don't want this earning of defamation.
Father, I have not written anything like this,
that I have fallen from one lakh in my stories.
People have a habit of talking after studying.
Are you seeing?
Are you seeing how the world is going on?
This is all because of you.
If it was strict on the first day,
then you wouldn't have to see this today.
So what aunty?
I don't even have the right to give my statement.
You are talking to your aunty.
Father, I am not talking to her.
I am just saying,
that I write not because of money,
but because of interest.
What interest?
And if I see a digest in this house from today,
then I won't have anyone worse.
Come on, apologize to your aunty.
Didn't you hear?
Apologize to your aunty.
I will apologize, aunty.
I have heard so much from Anwar.
Both the husbands were not able to talk to their wives.
And what can I say,
even the mistake of my daughter is there.
So did you refuse to write to him?
I have heard so much from him.
He will do something.
What happened to you?
Did you have a fight with your father
or are you just sitting here?
Mother, leave him.
He has a habit.
Mother, leave him.
He has a habit.
Father must have abused him again.
What else?
Don't interfere.
What about father?
As long as he doesn't insult me twice a day,
his food doesn't get digested.
What happened after all?
What can happen, mother?
He must have gone late today as well.
And father must have explained in his own way
that he should come on time.
Mother, do you see how long his tongue has become?
I am his elder brother.
But he gives me respect all of a sudden.
Okay, okay.
Now stop being angry.
Tell me, what is the matter?
Mother, when will you talk about my proposal to Farida?
What?
I will talk to her when I get a chance.
You don't ask for a proposal when you get a chance.
Tauhan, mother,
today when uncle was scolding Farida,
at that time,
she would have asked me to get her daughter married.
Yes.
She was talking nonsense.
And I would have asked her to give me her hand.
You should use your brain.
Yes.
Everyone in this house is very smart.
Only I am a fool.
Okay.
Eat the apples slowly.
Be careful. Be careful.
Okay.
Don't get angry.
She talks about upbringing.
As if aunt has brought up Najma and Saqat very well.
Talk to me calmly.
Why are you shouting?
Let me sleep.
If they hear this,
there will be a drama created in the house for Bilal.
And what about the drama that aunt has created in our house?
What about that?
I don't understand why people leave their matters
and interfere in other people's matters.
Okay, leave it.
Aunt has a habit of creating a drama.
No, why is she stopping me?
What right does she have to stop me from writing?
By the way, I think she is not at fault in this.
She must have been sent by Najma.
And aunt hasn't read any of your stories.
All this is because of Najma.
She makes me very jealous.
Okay.
Fix your mood.
No one is stopping you from writing.
Do whatever you want.
And please read the digest and let me read it too.
Please switch off this light quickly.
I will get something else to sleep in the morning.
I will get something bad.
Zarina.
Yes?
I am very worried because of Farida.
I don't know what she keeps thinking.
I am surprised myself.
She has always been reading the letters.
But I had no idea that she would start writing in those letters.
Stop her studies.
And be a little strict.
Did you see what kind of things I said?
Someone else will do it tomorrow.
I cannot listen to what the world says.
You don't worry.
Now everyone has scolded her.
Okay.
God willing, she will not do it again.
I don't know what is in her mind.
That she has changed the name of her late father.
Yes.
She used to always tell me that Farida is a very old name.
She should change it.
I would always refuse.
I am starting to get scared of her thoughts.
I am the father of daughters.
I am scared of the world.
Don't worry.
God will make it better.
God will do it.
What kind of business is this?
It is very profitable.
And money is very expensive.
We say that we will decide the wedding date today.
Why are you so late in marriage?
So early?
We have met for the first time.
We would also like to come to your house.
This way we will meet the boy too.
Aunty, this is our brother.
Greetings aunty.
Yes, this is our brother.
God willing, he is one in a million.
Your daughter will rule.
I want to cross a destination
I am scared of the fear of getting lost
Okay, enough.
Drink water.
I don't want to drink.
Jameela, why are you hurting your heart?
You will have such a good marriage that the whole world will see.
What will happen?
What prince will come?
And who will take me to his palace?
What you think is just a thought.
There is a big difference between reality and reality.
Why are you saying this?
There is no bad in the world.
There is also good.
What do you think?
All the men in the world are like the heroes of your novels?
And do you believe that you will get married to a man like a hero?
A rich man who is studying in a foreign university.
Who will have a lot of cars.
A rich man who will have a lot of cars.
And if you are waiting for such a man, then you will not get anything but pain.
For people like us, there will be relationships like ours.
A shopkeeper who works in a workshop.
Or an old man like me.
This is not necessary.
It doesn't take long for a person's fate to change.
Girls who live in small neighborhoods.
Even if their faces are not like the moon.
But if the men of their family don't have big houses.
If they don't have wealth.
Then such relationships can come for them.
Sometimes relationships don't come from big houses.
Why are you saying such things?
Relationships are fixed in the sky.
Only means are made on the earth.
You stop dreaming Farida.
Because the day your dreams will break.
Actually you will feel a lot of pain.
And you will realize.
You will realize.
The difference between a dream and reality.
For people like us.
There will be relationships like ours.
A shopkeeper who works in a workshop.
Or an old man like me.
Which prince will come?
And which will take me to his palace?
Whatever you think.
Call him Khayali.
Call him Habur Hakim.
Call him Khayali.
There is a big difference between a dream and reality.
You stop dreaming Farida.
Because the day your dreams will break.
Actually you will feel a lot of pain.
I am the water of your eyes.
No one can read me like this.
I am just a story.
Farida.
You said that the digest will send you money.
Now there is going to be another number.
Why hasn't the money come yet?
We will send it. What is your problem?
I am just asking.
Tomorrow there will be a new number.
I am waiting for people's letters.
And what if someone doesn't like your story?
No problem.
Whether it is praise or criticism.
Both are important for me.
It is a big thing for me that people have taken their time to read my story.
But after this you will not be able to write.
Mother and father will not allow you to write.
Writing is my passion, hobby and happiness.
I cannot stop writing.
Yes, eat your shoes. But don't stop writing.
Understand it like this.
What if tomorrow you have to write a story on TV?
On TV? Think about it.
Where can people like us write on TV?
It is a big deal if our stories are published in the digest.
There are a lot of old dramas on TV.
Which old drama?
Like Ashfaq Ahmed, Banu Kutsi, Mazar Hayat.
Oh yes. I forgot to tell you.
Tomorrow morning your favorite writer was on the morning show.
Mazar Hayat.
Really?
Yes. So why didn't you tell me?
I saw the show on repeat.
How would I know? You just mentioned his name so I remembered.
What were you saying?
How would I know? I had changed the channel.
You have changed the channel? Why?
Yes, we have changed the channel.
Because we had to see the wedding function in the next morning show.
So the wedding function of the morning shows has been going on for many years.
Mazar Hayat comes sometimes. He should have heard it.
He will hear it only when we understand what he is saying.
What are you writers saying?
We just forget it.
Yes, yes. You people just understand the function of the wedding.
The one with the magic and the one with the bright color.
This is what you understand.
I don't know what kind of a house they are.
Where parents clarify everything about their children.
Writing here is becoming a sin.
Everyone is worried that why am I writing love stories.
How do I make them understand?
This is not love.
This is romance.
Romance.
Rania saw that pile of gifts in a state of happiness and happiness.
Which her father and mother gave her on the occasion of her first story being published.
She could never have imagined that she would celebrate her small success like this.
But this is what used to happen.
That she would celebrate her small success like this.
But this is what used to happen.
After all, she was her only child.
Who was born after a lot of prayers and wishes.
Do you know, my novel has been published in the new issue of Digest.
People have praised my previous novel a lot in their letters.
But if you want to know, what is the point of writing it?
I don't know.
People have praised my previous novel a lot.
But what if mother and father find out?
Then I will tell them that I gave this story a long time ago.
The girls in Jansi college have gone mad.
They came to me and congratulated me.
Thank God that your dream came true.
You will surely write for TV one day.
I want to write for TV but I don't know anything about the showbiz.
How will I reach there?
Roads are made.
You have reached Digest.
You will reach TV.
This is a very good story.
What is the name of the writer?
Rashq-e-Hina.
This can be used to write something.
I will read it later.
Hello.
Is the tea ready?
I am making it.
What are you doing here? Go, I will get it.
I will go and talk to you first.
What do you want to talk about?
I have heard that you have become a writer.
Your stories are being published in magazines.
When did you start this hobby?
Why?
Is it bad to be a writer?
Why?
Is it bad to be a writer?
No, it is not bad.
Just writing the stories of love and passion doesn't make the girls happy.
Love and passion are a part of life.
Whether it is life or a story,
it is incomplete without love.
By the way, there is a lot in my story apart from love and passion.
I don't know why people see this as the first step.
I came to know about your thoughts today.
Stop writing.
People are talking.
I don't care about people.
People have a habit of talking.
If they don't talk, how will they live?
Mom, uncle, aunt, everyone is so upset.
What is the use of such a talent that makes parents upset?
I am upset.
I know very well how obedient and good you are.
And no one knows how much your family is upset because of your incompetence.
So before criticizing me, focus on your shortcomings.
Go, I'm bringing tea.
Sikandar, I read a story in the digest today.
It was of a new writer.
The concept was new and there were a lot of new things in it.
Really?
We are thinking about the serial, so why don't we get it written by this writer?
See, he is a new writer, I don't know if he can write it or not.
But he is a very good writer.
He is a very good writer.
See, he is a new writer, I don't know if he can write it or not.
There will be a lot of money in the serial, it is not a child's game.
Yes, but I think she will write it.
Anyway, new writers have a lot of passion.
Come on, see it by talking.
Yes, but we will have to trace it too.
The beauty that I am looking for is in her writing.
She is in her writing.
The energy that is needed, the direction, the sequence,
the one who sees it, is not boring.
What do you think?
Yes, try it.
Mama.
Yes.
See, the second story of Farida madam has been published.
She used to praise a lot, she didn't listen to anyone.
Hey, the story has been published.
I am very surprised.
That day Anwar scolded her a lot in front of me.
Still she didn't listen.
The girls were congratulating her as if she had become a minister.
The girls have gone crazy.
Fine, I will go this time to talk about Shaukat's proposal.
We will talk about this issue too.
Don't marry brother Shaukat.
He has very high thoughts.
Why? What is missing in my son?
And Farida is not a child.
She knows very well that Shaukat is written in her fate.
Now what are you doing?
Come on, keep this letter inside.
Mama, read it once.
Hey, shut up.
I don't read such stories.
Go and see it.
I am going.
Hello.
Hello, I am Rida Anmol speaking.
Hey, how are you?
How are you?
I am talking to you after a long time.
Is everything fine?
Yes, everything is fine and I am fine too.
I read a story in your digest, I liked it a lot.
I wanted the writer's number from you.
I want you to write something to her.
By the way, who is this writer?
He is Rashq's right?
Thank you.