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I casually mentioned that I would visit Piya's house after university,

and he insisted that I ask about your well-being on his behalf.

So, tell me,

who exactly am I asking about, and for whom?

Don't get too comfortable.

I know Aaliyaar very well.

He might be a rich kid...

but he's a good, level-headed guy.

Not shifty and devious, like you.

Oh, I'm so jealous.

You never sing my praises like that.

You've only known him for a few days,

and you're already jumping to his defense.

Listen...

Don't tell me you've fallen for him?

Oh, stop talking rubbish.

I'll go get you some tea.

Hey, listen. Bring some tea, fritters, samosas, chaat...

anything you find.

I'm absolutely starving.

I'll get it all, you greedy monster.

Sanwal!

Excuse me.

Tipu!

Hey, Tipu!

Yes, Brother?

Listen to me.

Yeah, what is it?

Who brought these cigarettes?

Tony did. Why, what's wrong?

Tell him never to buy cigarettes from this stall again.

Why? What happened, Brother? Are they bad?

Just say the word, and I'll drag the stall owner here myself.

No.

I don't know if it's the cigarettes or just my brain chemistry acting up.

Just tell him not to buy from this stall again.

It won’t happen, Brother. Never again.

Don't you worry.

Brother.

So, what's the verdict? Are we on?

Alright, settle down now. You have homework, right?

You two won't sit together.

Shiza, over there, you're too chatty. Get a move on.

Get your homework out. Greetings.

Clean the board, sit down,

and get your books out, all of you. I'll be right there.

Hurry up, what's taking so long?

Excuse me.

Mr. Sanwal.

Yes?

Uh,

could you turn the music down a bit? Sorry?

What?

The music, could you please turn it down?

One moment.

Yes?

The children are here for their lessons. They're getting distracted.

Oh, right, of course.

My apologies. I'll turn it off right now.

Thank you.

Are you cooking something?

Yes, just making some vegetables.

The stove is actually on this time.

I make a point of checking it first now.

Well, that's good to hear.

At least you learned something from your teacher.

Hey.

Miss Piya,

how's Mr. Aslam doing?

Dad... Dad's doing alright. He's just resting.

Greetings, Brother Sanwal.

-Greetings! -Go on now, study.

Sorry, that was...

-It's alright, he's just a kid. -No, it's not about the kid. It's just...

There were so many misunderstandings between us the other day,

and I just wanted to apologize for that.

No, there's no need for that, Miss Piya.

No, why not?

We messed up, and we let the misunderstanding fester.

We said goodness knows what to you,

and you didn't say a thing back.

That must have hurt, right?

You deserve an apology for that.

You've said it, and that's enough.

I think I smell something burning...

Did you burn your vegetables?

Oh shit!

Silly.

Come on, get your books out.

Seth Daud is back from Dubai.

I'm told he'll be staying for a while.

He's summoned you for a meeting.

Oh, really?

Now that's what I call good news.

My boys have been itching for a raise for quite some time now.

I'll have a word with the boss.

Watch yourself. The boss is furious.

Nothing's been done about that Mukhtar Karim Builders land yet.

Take care of that guy before you go see him.

You know that loan shark Mukhtar, don't you?

You know he's the boss's pet.

Yeah...

I just got tied up with something.

I was planning to go see them tomorrow anyway.

What was the problem, brother?

For Sanwal, is there anything more important than a plot of land?

I've never heard anyone speak about themselves that way before.

And yet, that day,

you were the only one in the entire neighborhood who came to help us.

Besides, just one word from you

and the neighbors sent all their children for tutoring.

There has to be something about you.

It means you're a good person. Everyone respects you.

It was a pleasure to meet you.

Sanwal?

Sometimes just saying sorry isn't enough, Sanwal.

I don't know how I could ever thank you.

Sanwal.

Yes... I was.

Some things in life are more important than a plot of land.

By the way, some of Mukhtar's men

leaned on the owner of that land a little.

But I'm worried they'll screw things up.

That's prime real estate.

If another land grabber gets a whiff of it,

the whole thing could get tied up indefinitely.

It's not like this city is short on land-grabbing gangs.

I'll go take a look myself tomorrow.

Who owns the plot now?

He's some handyman, a mechanic named Aslam.

He's built a garage on a property worth a fortune.

We haven't been able to get a home address.

I heard he doesn't even give it to his business contacts.

Keeps to himself at the market, a complete lone wolf.

What? Aslam? The mechanic?

Yes.

Yesterday, Mukhtar's boys paid him a visit to scare him off.

If this mechanic has any sense, he'll get spooked and cut a deal.

Otherwise, this whole thing will fall on your shoulders.

Right, I should get going. It's my wedding anniversary.

My wife asked me to bring home a jasmine corsage on my way back.

Can you imagine?

For twenty years, we've been celebrating the anniversary of that mistake.

That silly woman...

she sees the state I'm in and asks for a jasmine corsage instead of gold bangles.

Okay then, I'm heading out.

Brother Waheed.

Yes?

Go on.

You already made the mistake twenty years ago.

The least you can do is see it through properly.

Pick something up for your wife and kids on the way.

That's why I always say it. Your name isn't only Sanwal,

but you also have a heart of gold, as it means.

Stay blessed, my friend.

He's some handyman, a mechanic named Aslam.

What? Aslam? The mechanic?

Yes.

Yesterday, Mukhtar's boys paid him a visit to scare him off.

And in the end, the author writes

that no material thing in the world,

not money, wealth, property, or fame,

can ever be more valuable than a true connection,

which brings lasting happiness.

And that's the greatest truth in this world.

Indeed.

The author of this book really hit the nail on the head.

These writers...

they come up with such profound ideas.

They say education truly shapes a person for the better.

It cleanses the very soul.

So that's why you want me to study so much?

Even more than I already do?

I may not have gotten an education myself, Piya...

but I will make sure my daughter is the most educated woman in this city.

Then my dear Piya will become a professoress.

What in the world is a professoress?

It's just professor, Dad.

Okay...

Well, I'm not going to be a professor anyway.

I'm studying architecture, so I'm going to be an architect.

I'll build homes... for us too.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

The daughter is still telling her father bedtime stories.

Things have always been topsy-turvy in this house.

Ever since she was a little girl,

she'd come home from school, crack open her books,

and read story after story to her father.

If I were educated,

I would be the one reading stories to her.

But...

what can I do?

Alright, whatever makes you two happy.

Piya, come to the kitchen with me for a second.

It's getting late, it's almost time for dinner.

Go make some soup for your dad.

-Alright. -Come on now.

You can finish your story time later.

I'm coming.

So, you'll be having soup tonight.

What did you find out?

Brother, the intel is solid.

It's the crew from the number thirteen turf.

Seth Mukhtar sent them.

It's the same spot where Seth Daud had us set up a front a while back.

This has turned into a real mess.

Seth Mukhtar has a crew of seasoned thugs.

This is going to be a huge headache for Mr. Aslam.

What do we do now, Brother?

Mr. Aslam already doesn't trust us one bit.

Still, we have to stop them somehow.

But for how long?

This place is on everyone's radar now.

And those guys won't let it slip through their fingers so easily.

Brother, I say we talk to Mr. Aslam.

Offer him double the money to vacate the property.

It'll be a clean break from all this daily drama and trouble.

If Mr. Aslam intended to leave,

things would've never reached this point.

Looks like I'll have to speak to Seth Daud myself.

I'll ask him, as a favor to me, to stay away from this property.

And you think he'll listen to you?

Besides, this is Seth Mukhtar's game now.

The man's a real piece of work.

Have you forgotten the football ground incident?

How he used Seth Daud to get us to seize the children's playground.

Yes, I remember.

He's a master of illegal land grabbing and encroachment, after all...

I just don't see any other way out of this.

Brother, can I suggest something?

What if we bring Miss Piya into the loop?

She's very level-headed.

She could talk to her dad, make him see reason.

No, absolutely not.

Not Miss Piya.

She'll be convinced we're the ones behind her dad's troubles.

Before, it was a misunderstanding.

Now, we're actually handling his case.

But, Brother, she's going to find out about our line of work sooner or later.

So why don't we just tell her ourselves?

Honestly, it's for their own good, too.

I don't know why...

but I'm hesitant to turn her suspicion into a reality.

My soul feels troubled, my friend.

Morning, Dad.

Good morning.

-How are you, son? -Good morning.

You were up late last night. I saw your light on.

Yeah.

I was finishing up an assignment.

I sometimes wonder how the other students

manage to hand in their assignments on time.

I mean...

I'm honestly starting to feel inadequate.

You don't need to stress so much over your studies, son.

Just enjoy life a little.

It's not like we expect you to become a professor.

What kind of advice is that to give your son?

Of course, education is important.

Otherwise, what's the point of having a degree?

You're right.

Besides, I was a top student the entire time I was abroad.

But this girl, Piya...

she's acing every assignment, every test.

I really have to do something about this.

Isn't she the one?

The girl with the movie-star dreams?

That's the one.

Ha.

Wait a second.

What's this top-secret conversation you two are having?

Who's this girl with the movie-star dreams?

What are you hiding from me?

It's nothing, Mom.

There isn't anything to hide... yet.

But when there is, I promise I'll keep it from you.

That's so unfair.

But I know your dad will tell me everything.

Won't you?

Had breakfast?

-Shall we? -Let's go.

What about the gym today?

The gym? Not a chance today.

My dear daughter, I'm perfectly fine.

There's no need to miss university on my account.

Your studies have already suffered enough.

My studies are fine, Dad.

Once you're better, I'll go back.

Besides, my assignments will get done on time.

And I know you too well.

The moment I step out, you'll sneak off to the garage.

Don't you worry about that at all.

I won't let him so much as move from this bed for a week.

There, are you satisfied now?

I'm telling you, child, there's still time.

Don't skip your classes.

I'm not skipping anything, Dad.

I've already talked to Lubna.

She'll get all the assignments to me on time,

and I'll submit them.

Please, don't worry.

Just recline like a king and give us your orders.

How can your two humble servants be of service?

What shall your two devoted handmaidens prepare for your meal?

What royal attire shall we press for you?

Which of your favorite tunes shall we play on that old tape recorder?

And oh, Mom will even fan you,

just like the handmaidens used to for the kings in the old tales.

Exactly like that.

Absolutely.

Your handmaiden is at your service.

Your wish is our command, Your Majesty.

To be honest, listening to you two is making me nervous.

It feels like you're plotting to tie me up hand and foot.

I'm a laborer, my child.

Just let me be.

This kingdom and its throne...

It's all yours, congratulations.

What?

Can you believe this, Mom?

Such ungratefulness.

And you're the one who told me your husband could never say no to you. Hmm?

Oh, my dear.

Alright, fine.

For lunch, make me some lentil curry and rice.

And press my white suit.

I'll be home, so I can pray on time.

Are you happy now?

Very happy.

Okay, so one samosa...

Hey.

What's up? Is Piya out today as well?

I went to her place yesterday.

She's really stressed out.

Why?

What happened?

Her dad was in an accident. That's why she couldn't make it.

No way.

Oh my God.

How's he doing now?

He's better now,

but the doctor has him on strict bed rest.

By the way, she was asking after you.

Really?

How sweet.

Is it possible for you to give them my greetings the next time you see them?

Of course.

But why don't you come with me?

Piya would be thrilled to see you.

You know, a visit from a loved one at a time like this can really boost their morale.

No, I can't.

Piya will be there...

I don't want to make things awkward. She might get offended if I show up like that.

Come on, what's there to be awkward about?

You know she talks about you all the time.

Really?

How sweet.

Um...

I'd come, but there's a slight complication.

Right, we all know about your complication.

The bodyguards.

Exactly.

And frankly, I want to keep Dad as far away from this as possible.

And who's going to tell him?

We'll take a rickshaw, just like last time.

-He won't get a whiff of it. -Okay.

But we will be back on time, won't we?

Of course.

Why are you so nervous? Be brave, man.

I'm not nervous. But if Piya were with us,

that would be a different story entirely.

Fine.

So, when are we leaving?

As soon as class is over.

Just one thing... the ride's on you.

Okay.

Come on, we're going to be late for class.

Let's go.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

What's all this?

Who are you making dessert for?

To say thank you to Sanwal and Tipu.

Oh, I see.

I was thinking of thanking them too,

but you know your father... who's going to make him understand?

Well, you thought about it, and I made it happen.

Besides, it just doesn't feel right

when someone helps you out

and you can't even offer a simple thank you or some dessert.

Okay, fine.

Just come home soon. There's a mountain of chores to do.

It turned out a little too sweet.

That's alright.

Let me try some.

Hmm... it is really sweet.

No worries, they're boys, they'll eat it.

Brother Sanwal, so what's the plan?

Should we just tell Miss Piya the truth?

It's not that simple.

What would she think of us?

I honestly don't know what to do.

You know, Brother,

I've never seen you lose sleep over anything

the way you're losing sleep over our Miss Piya.

Oh, get lost, you idiot.

These boys are really something else.

They all stare at me like they've just seen an alien.

Has a girl ever set foot in here before?

You're here?

You're looking at me as if I'm an alien, too.

What is it?

Are girls not welcome in the Carrom Club?

I've actually decided

I'm going to start a carrom club just for us girls.

We like to kick back and play in our spare time, too, you know. Right?

For real, Miss Piya?

You're going to create a women's carrom club?

Yes, why not? Can't I?

You know, you guys are all the same.

You've reserved all the fun for yourselves.

Don't we women have a right to enjoy ourselves?

Anyway...

this place is spotless.

Looks like you're putting in some hard work.

You know, I actually brought you boys some dessert.

I made it myself.

You really didn't have to do that.

No, it was necessary.

But first, guess what the occasion is.

What's the occasion?

Dad's completely fine now.

Perfectly healthy.

And it's all thanks to the two of you.

If you hadn't found him that night,

who knows what would have become of my mom and me?

My mom was so grateful.

I made you some dessert. Here, take it.

Please have the plates sent back when you're done.

Of course.

I'll make sure you get them back, don't worry.

Thanks.

Thank you.

The ladies' carrom club.

Not a bad idea, though.

Seriously, though, if she actually sets up one,

what'll become of us?

We'll close our business and go work for her, what else?

Go, share this with the others.

Wait, just a second.

Go on now.

How are we getting there?

A rickshaw. We should be able to get one up ahead.

Okay.

Careful now, walk over here.

We don't want your guards to see you.

Look, a rickshaw. Rickshaw.

-Don't be so loud. -Rickshaw.

Keep it down. They'll see us.

Ah, Mr. Mukhtar.

Go ahead and make the advance payment.

Greetings.

All good? Come, let's talk in my office.

Everything's fine, I trust?

Mukhtar,

for one thing, you need to break this habit of being so impatient.

You get antsy way too fast.

Your men are worthless now. They can't handle this job.

Just wait for Sanwal.

He'll have it done for you in a few days.

Sanwal has never come back empty-handed.

It's not impatience, Seth Daud.

You know as well as I do, this city is crawling with land grabbers.

They've been eyeing these plots for a while,

especially that Prime Star crew.

I'm just afraid that someone else...

Who would have the nerve to get ideas about a property that Daud has his eye on?

Do they plan on living in this city, or not?

But you have to admit, Seth Daud,

there's not a lot of prime real estate left.

I’m telling you.

We need to stake our claim on the land we have left.

We've got plenty of officers on our payroll.

If another group moves in on the plots we've already marked...

it'll make our blood boil.

The blood should boil.

A man is only alive as long as a fire is burning within him.

To live… You must burn.

Well,

if you say so, I'm relieved.

Besides, you've never gone back on your word.

We're all banking on you, Seth.

Then keep the faith.

There isn't a man alive who can challenge Daud.

It's bound to happen, sooner or later.

And Seth, haste has no place in business.

Learn to bide your time.

Act too soon and you'll only get yourself burned.

Excuse me, sir. Sorry to interrupt,

but Sanwal is here to see you.

Ah, Sanwal.

Have him take a seat.

I'll be there after my meeting.

Okay, sir.

Right here is fine, brother.

Oh my God.

I can't believe you ride in one of these every day.

I'm completely worn out after just a couple of trips.

Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it.

Here you go, brother. Have fun.

Hey, what about your change?

-I don't have any change, sister. -I have some.

Here, take this.

That's still a fifty-rupee tip.

-Let's go. -Let's go.

Enjoy.

Thank you so much, sir. May God bless you.

These rickshaw drivers are such robbers, I swear.

Hey, relax.

Anyways, Piya is going to be so happy to see you that…

By the way…

I didn’t bring any flowers. Should I go get some?

-Yeah, go ahead. -Okay, I’ll be quick.

You know, she’ll be thrilled just to see you.

I’ll just be quick, don’t worry.

Oh, for heaven’s sake.

The masked avenger.

Thank goodness you’re here. I was just about to call you.

You brought my notes and my assignments, right?

Yes, silly, I brought everything. But I also brought a guest for you.

Huh? A guest?