Forgive me.
Get up!
What's wrong?
Where is my chain?
What chain, madwoman?
Go and sleep.
Where is my gold chain?
I don't know.
Are you accusing me of stealing, madwoman?
Go ask your sister-in-law.
Would I rather ask your lover whom you gave the chain?
Shame on me for doubting Umaina.
The real thief is lying next to me.
You've lost your mind.
These weird prayers have polluted your mind.
Yes, I've lost my mind.
I've lost my mind begging, pleading, praying for a child!
You enjoy covering your body with feculence and grubbiness.
Your mind is filled with dirt. That's the reason my prayers don't get answered.
Enough.
I won't tolerate it anymore.
You're the unfortunate one who carries this sad face around.
I alone tolerate you.
You tolerate me?
I am unfortunate.
I see...
What did you see in that maid?
She must be smelling atrociously.
She didn't disgust you?
You didn't feel disgusted?
No, I don't.
I like her. She's much better compared to you.
The fragrance of a complete woman!
I've an affair with her. I gave the chain to her.
Let's see what you can do.
Humaira...
Humaira?
What's the matter?
Nothing, Bay ji.
Go back to rest.
Right.
With you standing over my head in the night?
Do you need more money?
No.
Take it from my cupboard.
Leave some for me.
Even you think I'm a beggar, Bay ji. I don't want your money.
What's the matter? What happened?
Bay ji.
Don't you pray for me?
Perfect.
This is something new. Time to get up.
You have come up with something new this time.
If the mother doesn't pray for her child then who will.
What's the matter?
Maybe you don't mean it.
He never listens to me.
He only listens to mothers.
Maybe he'll listen to you.
God didn't bless me with the opportunity,
to become a mother.
How can I believe that prayers are answered?
Listen, Humaira,
prayers are always answered.
If the devotee's faith isn't strong,
then you don't blame God.
My faith is weak?
Mine, Bay ji?
I see...
And Umaina has a gold medal in integrity.
Okay, fine. Stop it now.
For God's sake, I am begging you.
Don't be hasty.
Your hastiness ruins all the good that you do.
He blesses everyone.
Everyone.
But we humans are thankless.
We complain when our prayers are answered.
and also when they are not.
The one you're jealous of,
has nothing.
Nothing at all.
Nature is unfair, Bay ji.
It doesn't bless the one who's pining for it.
But blessed the one who didn't want it in the first place.
Seek forgiveness, Humaira.
You should never question God's will.
Why not, Bay ji? Why shouldn't I complain?
Is it my fault that I cannot bear a child?
Why should I be punished for nature's mistake, Bay ji?
Bay ji.
Yes.
Tell Shammo...
...to give the child to me.
I will raise him.
Let's sit on the swing.
Come on. Bless you, son.
Good boy.
Bless you.
Let's swing. Good boy.
Go make tea.
Swing.
Ali likes to swing.
- Bless you. Bless you. - Shammo.
Bless you.
Yes, Bay ji.
Yes, my dear.
You're playing with the child all day,
what about your business?
Come on, Bay ji, we've workers at the shop.
Isn't it? Isn't it?
Isn't it?
Leaving your business in the hands of workers.
Didn't Abdullah catch the workers skimming?
And you're letting them handle the entire business.
Bay ji, one needs to trust people.
The boys are very nice. They are very good.
I know they are nice, they can handle everything.
And why are you doing a woman's job?
Let her take care of him.
And if your wife can't raise her,
then give him to Humaira.
She will take care of him.
Bay ji, why trouble anyone?
Isn't it, Ali?
- It's not about the- - I've made a point.
We don't trouble anyone.
Stop it. Let us play. Let us play.
Ali, my boy.
Let us play.
Well, you don't even know your sister brought tea.
Ali...
Come on.
Bay ji, where is Ali?
I don't know.
And since when did you worry about Ali?
He was crying in the room,
did anyone take him?
Who will take him? He can't run away on his own.
And listen, have you done something?
For God's sake Bay ji, what are you saying?
No, Shammo, I saw it with my own eyes.
I could never muster the courage before, to witness this.
What other evidence do you want of her love?
You've you evidence, don't you?
- I've had enough. - Shammo, listen...
- Humaira, give him back. - No, please.
Give Ali back.
Give Ali back to me. Don't be crazy.
- I won't give him back. - Listen. Why don't you understand?
Bay ji.
Bay ji, how can you give someone's child to another person.
Then go ask her whether she wants the child.
She doesn't.
And look at her.
This child makes your sister happy,
then why don't you give her this child.
Why don't you be the greater person here?
- She can be a mother too. - But Bay ji.
Bay ji is right.
How can I...
- Umi! - Stop. Stop it.
- Please. - Umi!
It's okay, it's okay.
Don't cry.
Those who don't have a house,
live in rented homes.
And those who can't bear children,
become nannies to other children.
Stupid woman.
You should become a midwife.
Help with childbirth for money.
Maybe then you'll be at peace.
Useless woman! Barren woman!
Humaira...
Where are you taking the child at this hour?
I'm taking Ali to the shrine,
to get him purged.
Then take Shammo along.
No, no, he'll be a nuisance.
I'll take him myself.
Goodbye.
Come out.
Will you leave quietly or take a beating?
Come out.
Didn't you hear me?
Come out.
Shush.
You're here.
Did you bring the child?
Yes.
The ritual will start on Friday night
Are you ready?
Man is unique in his own way.
He has so many faces and masks,
that he fails to recognize his own identity.
I am asking you again.
Are you ready for this ritual?
Humaira wasn't bad just like the rest of us.
We aren't good or bad.
Desires, wishes, unfulfilled happiness,
make us do good or bad deeds.
But during the process,
we don't realise that...
...we're actually falling in a pit.
There was me,
who wasn't ready to accept my child.
And then there was Humaira,
who wanted to become a mother at any cost!
Even if she had to pay any price for it.
Disappointment had completely engulfed her.
She was doing it to get the tag of a barren woman off herself.
Humaira.
What is it?
What's the matter?
Are you hungry?
Hold still.
You hand is stuck.
Wait a second. Settle down.
Humaira, what happened to his wrist?
I don't know, Bay ji.
- Maybe it got twisted. - Twisted?
It's completely blue.
Look at the colour.
This looks bad.
Are you not taking care of him?
I do, Bay ji, I take good care of him.
Don't embarrass me in front of Shammo.
Never, Bay ji.
I'll give him a bath.
The water is warm now.
Ali.
What happened, Umi?
What happened?
Humaira...
Humaira what?
Nothing.
Here.
I am fine.
Everything else is fine, Rukhi, but,
But what?
My heart is restless.
When a person does a good deed, Shameem
he must accept it.
Imagine how happy Humaira is with Ali.
I don't know why,
she never brings him in front of me.
She always tries to keep him away from my sight.
She's afraid you might take him back.
You should be happy that Ali's still in the same house.
amidst family.
You're right.
But Umi is very restless.
She doesn't tell me.
This distance from Ali has been bothering her.
She kept him away when he was around,
and now she wakes up in the middle of the night restless.
After all, she is a mother.
Mother.
Tea.
- Greetings, Bay ji. - Greetings.
My princess is looking so cute.
Look at her, Shammo, she's looking so beautiful.
You must be tired.
Yes, Bay ji, you know how these international flights are.
- I am dead beat. - Salma.
How are you?
Leave her.
Did you get my make-up kit?
Silly girl, let her settle down first.
"Did you get my make-up kit?"
Leave her, come and rest.
Did you get everything I told you to?
- Yes, I got everything. - Come on.
Come on.
What are you doing with my brother?
What are you tormenting him for?
The guy who betrayed you is leading a comfortable life.
Bilal had a son.
He's posting pictures on Facebook.
Your situation didn't matter to him.
My brother's life got ruined.
I am talking to you.
Say something.
The tea's getting cold. Finish it.
Ms. Nanny...
Ms. International Nanny.
What's the matter?
Why are you always lost in thought?
Nothing.
What nothing?
I used to always find you praying or pleading, but now...
I wonder what goes on in that mind of yours now?
Tell me.
I said nothing.
You're saying nothing,
but a lot is going on in that mind of yours.
Someone has occupied your mind.
Well,
do you have some money?
I need it.
I don't have it.
Not to spend on that maid.
Why? Don't they pay you to be his nanny?
Are you working for free?
Good for nothing.
My bad luck.
What? Can I come inside?
What are you saying?
Her husband's here.
Shammo.
What's the matter? Why are you making a racket?
Racket?
There's a storm raging inside me today.
I can't believe my eyes.
I've a bad reputation.
But this house is filled with sinners.
What are you trying to say? Come to the point.
Tell me how much you love your son?
And how much can you pay me to save his life?
Are you talking about Ali?
Hurry up, we're running out of time.
Something will happen.
Humaira!
Why don't you die! You've embarrassed me.
Curse you! Why don't you die! You'll go to hell for you.
Bay ji.
Children whose parents don't accept him,
face similar consequences.
If anyone lays a finger on him, I will gouge his eyes out.
I can raise him alone.
I don't need anyone.
I can raise him and I will prove it.
Alone.
Curse you! Damn you! Why don't you die!
Why don't you die?
How does it feel to be at the receiving end, huh?
When everyone's looking down at you, cursing you, slapping you?
Don't give me money.
I am a scoundrel after all, right?
Hey.
What are you doing?
What are you, Shameem?
And I am so crazy.
The things I've done to you,
to myself,
the child.
Whose sins am I punishing him for?
And yet...
You still...
Forgive me.