Prem Gali Episode 2 (English Subtitles) Farhan Saeed | Sohai Ali Abro | ARY Digital

Come inside. Right now.

Mom, I was going to college.

No need to go to college. Study at home.

Grandmother please look at mom.

Why do you create a racket everyday Shireen?
The entire neighborhood sees.

Somebody tries and ogle my daughter
and I shouldn't say anything?

Mom he was only looking for an address.

Oh you shut up.

There were two boys standing there and he only found you to ask an address.

How many times have I asked you not to doll up
before you go to college.

How many men will I save her from?

Will you keep your daughter barred inside?

You don't let her meet her friends,
neither you let her go anywhere.

Stop it mom!

Enough of this. I know what to do with my daughter.

And why are you crying and acting all innocent?
Go inside and I'm warning you if you come out.

And mom, don't let Fari enter my house.

She is the one who has led her astray.

What sort of a mother are you?
You don't even care for your only daughter!

She'll be there all day in her room.
She won't even eat or drink.

I'll make it up to her.

But you keep yourself ready, mom.

Haseena said she'd bring the boy's family today.
I just...

want to get done with this responsibility with respect.

The world is very cheap, mom.

You don't know.

Joya? Joya?

Open the door child..

The witch has gone to her shop.

Oh child..

*greetings*

It seems like a storm is brewing from that direction.

There will be a heavy storm today.

Again?

There was a heavy storm early in the morning today.

In fact it was the heaviest of all.

He will have to tend his wounds for four long days.

Tend his wounds? Who?

The one who got hit by the storm.

The storm doesn't see who it is.

It just strikes. You should take care of yourself kiddo.

I think you would have understood what I said.

Someone ogles my daughter and you
expect me to be quiet?

Oh you ill mannered children, what are you doing?

You wretched children!!!

Ill mannered children. Why has their mother left them on us to haunt us everyday?!

They spilled my milk..

A useless old man like you..

keep watching these children do their deeds.
Why can't you scold them?

I have already bore a loss and you're the
one pointing fingers at me.

I think you're the one who actually encourages
these kids for all this.

You don't have anything other than
stalking people all day.

Where did you find a proposal all of a sudden?

Its all part of God's plan. As the wise say,

Its as bad as sinning if you reject food or proposals coming at your doorstep.

Grandmother, why did all the wise people lived and said things in your time?

Even the crow from the old fable must belong to your time. I have told you, I want to study.

What is the use of such education that makes you talk back to your grandmother?

In our times, as soon as the girl hit twelve years of age, the entire family started to talk.

Our girls were taught to run a household
right from the lap.

We prepared them.

And you.. Not even interested in household,

you have not even learned to talk or walk
or anything at all.

You yawn as if you'll swallow the entire
person in front of you.

And you keep swinging your legs like a lazy person.

You slouch when you eat.

You walk like a pigeon.

And your scarves are always trailing at your feet.

Come now.

Its not done yet.

I'll fix it myself on way.

I swear I'll do it.

Hello?

Yes Haseena?

Yes hello. Now tell me, is the boy's family coming in today with a proposal?

Wait a minute Haseena.

I'm quiet but it doesn't mean I'm done
praising your traits.

I just didn't want to badmouth about your habits in front of the matchmaker woman.

Alright Haseena. That's fine. We're waiting.

Of course I'll tell her.

Don't forget to come in the evening. Bye.

Grandmaa.....

Please don't do this.

I wish everything gets settled.

Shireen wants you to get settled as soon as possible.

Oh wow!

Am I corpse that she wants to get rid of me?

Wow. You talk back a lot, don't you?

And listen, go visit Fari on your way back from college. Ask her to doll you up.

And wear a perfume.

Of course grandma.
All they want to do is to smell me.

And I'll even my hair on my way.

Tie your braid!

I will on the way.

Uncle please take a side.

Don't tell me there are leaves here then.

Hello!

Is there anyone at home?
I have to talk.

Yes. My grandfather is home.

Grandfather?
He'll be too old. Anybody else?

Where is your father?

He's at work.

Who are you?

Your neighbor.

I want to see who has come to live next door.

Is there no woman in your house?

No! As God willed, all of them are dead.

Everyone?

Yes.

Altogether or one by one?

What?

Didn't anyone think about another marriage?

Another marriage? We don't know of any.

Somebody must have lied to you.

I meant another marriage.

Actually, I don't know.

My dad and uncle will be home in the evening.
You can ask them then.

This doesn't work unless it gets banged once or twice.

Just like my children.

Mom, I'm leaving.

Wait.

Here..

I thought you might not go to school today.
There is so much to do at home.

And Haseena will come in the evening
with the boy's family.

Mom, when you know how Haseena is, why do you ask her to bring a proposal?

Well, ask Shireen to stay back, I have to go.

How can I stop Shireen?

She runs a store and has clients everyday.
And you..

you get paid every month, whether you go to school or stay in bed at home.

I don't work to get paid mom.

I teach young minds there.

Light the candle of education.

I teach students.

Please stop.

Please stop my child.
Don't stay back if you don't want to.

But don't deliver such long speeches.

And this candle and young minds,

whatever it is you're talking about,
doesn't really suit you.

Go ahead and leave now.

Oh.. Oh..

I saved your life and you're trying to get me killed.

And that too out in the open in Pakistan.

Will you get me thrashed?

Pick up your books, they're being disrespected.

Oh.. I understand.

You want to me pick up your books like Waheed Murad and you want to touch my hands innocently like Shamim Ara?

Luqman uncle told me that young girls like you,
lead young boys like me, astray.

What nonsense is this?

What?

There is no such thing as gratitude anymore.

Luqman uncle is right, this world isn't a
good place anymore.

You're actually upset with me rather than being grateful?

I've never kept a debt.

Thank you for saving me but try and get in front of a truck so that I can save you too.

I don't like being indebted.

Really?

You'll have to save me?
Will you be able to do it?

Hey, what sort of ingratitude is this?

Why? Now since the bus has left, I'll go stand in front of a rikshaw, but you'll have to save me.

You're a stupid man.

Listen.. You'll have to pay me back.

One day soon.

Sanata, here..

Go and give these to mom.

And tell her these are for the guests, don't just eat them. And come back soon.

And you have to bring fresh pastries from
the bakery on your way back.

Alright.

And I have to get hot and crispy samosas from Tameezuddin's shop at four o clock.

Very good. Now go.

Hello.

What do you want now? Just a little..

No. not even that. You can give me a pinch.

A pinch?

Do you want poison?

You have good ideas.

Yes. Rat poison.

Even though its the responsibility of the landlord to kill all such pests in her house with her own money,

I thought why should I let her bear the expenses.

I'll do it myself. Now can I have it?

Of course, why would you let anyone else way for a pinch of poison when you have a treasury at home.

Sanata,

Go and find rat poison.

A pinch only.

And you don't even have to weigh.
Just take a pinch and give it to me.

This is my shop and I'll run it.
Now weigh it.

I will weigh this one pinch and then give it to you!

Joya?

Yes mam?

What were you thinking?

Sorry mam.

I don't want to stay indebted to anyone.

Thank you for saving my life.

Now do me a favor and please stand in front of a truck so that I can repay your debt by saving you.

You've kept everything of mine with you.

My heart... my peace.

my comfort.

Dear, you took the milk in the morning,
why are you here again?

Someone is coming over with a proposal for my mam's daughter so we need tea and things.

I'll send it over.

Alright.

Stop playing here, a family is coming over with a proposal for my mam's daughter.

Don't tell me then that I didn't warn you.

You...

uncle Tameezuddin?

Yes I know, there is a proposal coming over.

So please fry them good or else you know her.

I swear I'll fry them so good, they'll
remember them forever.

Listen, fry them really good.

Nargis, this is all for today.
The rest of the service I'll give tomorrow.

Why?

Why not today?

Joya is coming over. I have to doll her up.
A family is coming over with a proposal for her.

Your mom must have suggested this proposal.

Did you tell her to tell the boy's family, everything before bringing them over?

Otherwise they and Shireen will both insult your mother.

Give me the other hand.

What mess is this!

I came home tired and now I'm being
decked up for a stranger.

First you complained about boys not noticing you.
Then you complained about lack of proposals.

Now when there is a proposal, you have problems.

It was different then Fari.
Its different now.

I wasn't..

What you weren't interested to study either.

Now you want to study as well.

If I could just pass in one go, it would be great.

I've thought it through. I'm not meeting anyone.

What do you mean?
You neither want to study or get married.

What do you want to do then? Do you want to run a grocery store like your mum?

I didn't say I don't want to get married.

Then?

Now what is this?

You fool, I'm shy.

Shy in front of the people who're bringing
in the proposal.

I'm not going to meet anyone.
I will get married for sure, but...

But?

Tell me..

I'll choose my partner myself.

What happened to you?

You'll choose him yourself?

Yes...

You cannot get a sandal for yourself with your own choice and you'll choose the boy.

Your aunt, your grandmother and mom decide your food, your routine and..

and you'll choose your husband yourself.

I'm not talking to you Fari.
You're so bad.

Uncle, you?

What's the happy occasion?

What happy occasion?

I had a little pain in my head, that's why.
It'll be fine.

What a weird pain it is. Its making you smile.

So? You don't know anything uncle..

a human being is one who keeps
smiling in hurt and pain.

Like this.

Now tell me whats going on in your heart.

God forbid uncle. Why would I have heart ache,
I have pain in my head only.

It'll be fine, not a big deal.

Look at me.

I might be your uncle but I'm your friend as well.

Tell me whats in your heart.

There's nothing at all. Have I ever hidden
what's in my heart, from you?

There's nothing to hide at all.

Why are you changing your shade again and again?

So you'll not tell me whats going on in your heart.

There is nothing to tell at all.

Will you tell your mom? If they even gets a hint about it, she'll eat your heart.

Don't scare me right away.

this means there is someone.

why were you disappointed about the proposal
all of a sudden.

Tell me.
Who is it.. Where did you meet him? How is he?

There is no one Fari, I swear.

You're lying, I'll make you answer, you have no idea.

Now tell me...

I swear, its nothing.

Unless you tell me...
What is this?

What is happening?

Actually, Fari..

Can't you stay at home?

Actually, grandmother asked me to get Joya ready.

My mom..

Why do you have so much makeup on?

And why did you put on such a bloodthirsty lipstick. Wipe it off.

Wipe it off right now.

Don't. Its looking good.

Oh God!

Who named her Musarrat (happiness).
She is never happy let alone smile.

The same person who named you Shireen (sweet).
All you do is spew venom.

My parents named me Rahat (peace)
with so much love.

But I've never ever had a moment's peace in my life.

You two were also named with a lot of love.

Otherwise, in your late father's family,

women had such manly names.

your grandmother was named Sardar Begum,

and your aunts were Shaukat and Khursheed.

Maybe that's why our aunts sprouted whiskers at forty.

Those people must be here. Come on.

Mom...

Mom, fix your sandals.
You're wearing one of Musarrat's.

Stop pointing me out and go fix yourself.
They'll think of you as her father.

And you too wipe your face of this sadness when you come and greet people.

Go and check if Joya is ready.

First she got her daughter dolled up for free and she didn't even ask me for tea.

She threw me right out.

They must be afraid.
What if those people liked me instead of Joya.

Wow..

You seem to love your scooter a lot.

No.

I don't really love anyone.

Because whoever I love, leaves me and goes away.

So you should love with love, doctor.

Doctor?
No. I'm an insurance agent.

Really?
But your name is so well suited to a doctor, Luqman.

If names affected personality, then my brother Hatim wouldn't be a miser.

You're right.
Look at what Joya's mother name is,

Shireen. But she's very bitter, inside out.

And aunt Musarrat, happiness might just
be scared even if it crosses her.

Exactly. Even your mother's name is Haseena, but..

What?

What did you say?

Nothing.

Nothing at all..

Haseena...

What a big shot he thinks of himself.

So tell me what the boy does?

First you tell me, what did your husband do?
I mean the girl's grand father.

Oh dear. What should I tell you?

You should ask what he didn't do.
Just don't make me answer this.

Whatever our dad did. Now tell me what this boy does.

Actually, we want to know the background first, before we move further. When did your husband die?

Death?

This cake is very yummy.

Amazing, you don't know when did he die.

I didn't know.

He was flattered by that dancer.

Oh..

So she would know best.

She would know when did he die because
he was with her in his last days.

He left me when Musarrat and Shireen
were only a little older.

Oh, so that is what it is.

Yes.

But her aunt is still not married and you want her
niece to be married first?

Try these....

I mean, you should have gotten her married first.

We got her married eight years ago,
but it lasted only for a year.

You tell us, what does the boy do?

Oh God..

Three divorces, Haseena, you wretched woman

You'll answer to God. Where have you brought me?

What are you saying? I told you everything.

You said the girl's mother was a divorcee.

But you didn't say it was a family thing.
Honest to God,

her grandmother, aunt and mom, all of them are divorced.

Come, lets go.

I don't want to get my son married in this family of divorcees. They didn't ever settle down,

they wouldn't even let their daughter settle down.

That girl will shatter records of her grandmother,
mother and her aunt.

Wait a minute..

Listen...

Forgive me aunt but I didn't know..

they would be such arrogant women.
They didn't even bother.

They just blabbered and left.

And that..

Shireen?
You don't let anybody speak in front of you.

Why did you not set them straight?

What would I say?

How could I tell them we were fed to be scared of divorces since our childhood.

And it was because of this fear that Musarrat for a year and I for three years, tried our best.

We tried our best to keep our homes intact.

We wanted our mother to be happy that her daughters were happily married.

But then again....

And Haseena,

how could I tell those woman how we three have brought up Joya with so much care.

How could I tell them?

Didn't I say..

don't let my inauspicious being overshadow Joya.

Wherever I go, something bad happens.

I was the one who offered tea to that
woman with the big eyes.

And she was the one who was talking the loudest.

Its all because of me.

Its all my fault.

I did say that those coming in with the
proposal should run away.

But I didn't mean them to hurt my family before they left.

Mom?

I do not have the strength to face you.

I've very embarrassed my child.

Very embarrassed.

Why are you embarrassed mom?

What is your fault in all this?

But what is your fault?

If my mom, Musarrat or I couldn't save our marriages,

why do they tell you the same?

What is your fault?

If only, there was someone else, not someone
with a bad mouth like me..

someone who had a happy marriage.

Maybe people would have seen your mother's happy marriage and got you married too.

Don't say this mom.

Don't cry Joya. I cannot face you.

And if you cry..

I am not crying because they said
something or they left, mom.

They can go to hell.

I don't want to get married.

My heart is aching because you're sad.

I've always seen you fighting life and
circumstances like a man.

You've always stood strong.

You don't look good crying like weak women, mom.

I'm a mother.

And a mother is a woman.

And this love as a mother doesn't let the
woman inside me die, Joya.

They have made this all a drama.
I have to clean the entire house then cook.

I'm young... and yet..

They have found a free maid in me..

Fari where are you going, listen.. Stop.

You don't have to go there. Those three are waiting to let my anger out on you..

How can it be mom... She's my friend.

How can I not wipe her tears?

My heart will burst.

Why? Why is your heart bursting?
She only lost one proposal.

You lose a proposal every week.
Does she come to wipe your tears?

Mom, my case is different.

At least nobody taunts me or slams the
door in my face before they leave.

And you know Joya. She is so sensitive.

She must be crying.

God knows what they said about her.

Please let me go. I'll come back fast.

Enough Shireen. That is enough.

Manzoor Ahmed, stay in your senses.

I am in my senses. You've kept me wrapped
around your finger for three years.

I'm tired of doing your bidding.

I feel suffocated.

This is not a relationship but more of a compromise.

This is prison.

You have gained so much confidence that you can talk to me in such a tone.

YES!!!

Yes.

And this is because I have begun to
doubt myself as a man.

It feels as if I am your wife, not you.

Not anymore Shireen. Not anymore.

I'll set you straight in seconds.

Your manliness will drown instantly.

Before that, I will leave this controlling life
and go somewhere far.

Breaking all ties with you.
You've driven me mad.

Shireen...

In fact..

Mrs. Shireen..

I, Manzoor Ahmed..

am divorcing you.

I am divorcing you.

I am divorcing you.

I am divorcing you!!!

Listen... are you upset with me?

Even if your upset, you can shout on me.
But please open the door.

At least open the door. I promise I'll never give you a chance to complain again.

Where is he? Listen?

Where did he go at this hour?

He was upset with me. I couldn't even make him happy.

I am leaving Musarrat.
I'm going away from your sad life.

I married you to be happy.

Not to drown in your sadness.
I wanted a wife who would love me.

You can only serve me, not love me.

I am in search of a partner who knows how to smile.

Who knows how to love me.

You only know how to serve your husband.

For God's sake Shireen's father,
I'll die before you divorce me.

Then die..

Because Nagina wants me to divorce you.

I will stay in a corner with my daughters.

I have kept quiet about your relationship
with Nagina for so long.

I just know Nagina wishes this to happen.

And I will never put her off.