Tehzeeb Page #3

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.

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