What did I do?
Look at this Anwar, your daughter. Take her away.
I don’t want to see her. What are you saying? She is innocent. What is her fault?
It is her fault. She took away my Nadia before she came in the world.
Anwar, she is your daughter. She is not my daughter.
Give her to someone. I don’t want her.
What did I do? How did I commit such a big sin with my hands?
What did I do?
Anwar.
Here you go, Shahnawaz. You handover Meerab to Waqas.
This Meerab is yours from today, Waqas.
Our entrustment that you have to bring up for us.
My daughter. My Meerab.
Waqas, what are you looking at?
I am looking at these empty hands of mine. Do you remember?
I took Meerab with these hands, I
had hugged her close. But I have lost everything.
Whom I spent my entire life to get, I have lost everything in a moment.
We are without a child once again. We are alone again. Brother Anwar had left all his responsibility on us and went.
He turned away and went. Did you not remind him?
I just remember that I had given my word,
that whatever I am taking, I will return it one day, and a man is true to his word.
I wish my tongue…
I wish I didn’t have a tongue.
Waqas, have you thought what would have gone through her heart,
in whose eyes you couldn’t see even a single tear, and you made her cry so much today.
I am a really an unlucky person, sister in law. Unlucky husband, unlucky father, and the unluckiest person in the world.
You wanted Meerab to find out, now that she has found out,
then why are you worried? I wanted…
I didn’t want to give my daughter such a big sorrow.
Look, whenever she would have found out, she would have been sad.
This discussion, this time would never have come, if I had hugged that child with my hands at that time.
I was so wrong. I continued to think that she snatched my Nadia from me.
but she was a present from Nadia, her last greeting,
to whom I said goodbye myself. If she doesn’t accept you,
then you accept her. How will she accept me?
how will she? When she will find out that her own father,
rejected her himself. Look,
if you put your hand on her head with love, and affection as a father,
then she will understand, she is your blood after all.
I don’t know. She will turn and come back to you. You believe me.
Haya, do you have a stomach ache that you are twisting this scarf.
I am making a rope trap. A rope trap?
Wont you ask for whom? Look Haya, you have already gotten slapped because of your one-sided love,
now don’t commit suicide. If you love, then what is to fear.
Getting slapped makes love strong.
And right now, still a lot of tests of love are left. We didn’t get separated.
Just an enemy came in between us. Yes, and you have named that enemy, Meerab.
Absolutely. And this is for her.
The thing is, her identity is so broken that she will need this.
What is the point of such a life, that is in shambles. Look, Haya, you worry about yourself.
If Maa Begum get any idea of this madness of yours, then she will hang you with this same thing.
Anyway, saying anything to you is useless.
Will she hang me or will I hang her? Only time will tell.
Then I will be the ruler of this home. The wife of the only heir to this home.
How can you say something so big? Look in my eyes, and tell me if I am not your daughter. Look in my eyes and tell me.
I am nothing. I am nothing to you. I have no relation with you.
You go to Meerab. God knows what she must be thinking, she must be so worried.
If I go, I will become weak. You used to call Meerab your power.
Your trust, your ego. Do you break trust like this?
Like she was cheated?
You know how much I love her. Maybe,
I wouldn’t have been able to love my own children so much, the way I have loved Meerab.
Go for the sake of that love. Come and tell her not to hate us,
we have been forced.
Would you want that the daughter you have loved so much all your life,
she hates you? She thinks of you with words filled with hatred?
You won’t want it, right? Fine, she is Anwar’s daughter and no one can change this truth,
but you can tell her how helpless we are. She shouldn’t hate us.
Where are you going? To check on Meerab. She has herself locked in the room for so long.
Even I wanted to talk to her. Waqas, she is not accepting that she is my daughter.
Don’t you think she should listen to me, she should talk to me?
Meerab. Meerab. Meerab, open the door.
Meerab open the door. Maa Begum.
Is someone there? Uncle Anwar. Uncle Anwar. Meerab.
What happened? I think a fire started in Meerab’s room and she is not even opening the door.
Meerab. Meerab. Meerab, child. Did something happen?
Meerab, open the door, child? Meerab. Meerab.
Meerab, papa is here. Wont you talk to him? Meerab, open the door. Talk to him.
Meerab, open the door child.
God have mercy. Come child, careful.
Child, come on. Meerab, are you fine? Meerab did you get hurt?
Did you get burned? My child, are you fine?
Child, are you fine?
Child? I am not your child.
With what right are you calling me your daughter? I have no father. I have no identity. I have no home. You people are liars. You are cheats.
What are you doing, child? No. You people have lied to me.
Meerab. Don’t take my name. Neither do I want this name, nor do I want you people.
You people are liar, you are cheats. You have cheated me. I will not live in this home. Meerab. Meerab.
You won’t go. Leave me. Leave me. Leave me, Murtasim. You won’t go.
I will go. and no one can stop me, and you can surely not stop me, Murtasim. You don’t even the courage to go
and say no to the marriage in front of everyone.
I will never marry a man who hides behind me and says no.
Let me go. You won’t go. I will go and I will slap you and go.
You know why? because you are responsible for this condition of mine. You did all this with me.
because of you my dreams have broken. Because of you I have tears in my eyes.
marrying you is out of the question. I don’t want to see the face of a shameless man like you.
Why is she not regaining consciousness? What are you people standing there and thinking? Call a doctor.
No need to call a doctor. She will regain consciousness soon.
What happened to my child? She has grown up.
Getting wounded, she has learned how to tolerate pain.
I have brought her up like flowers, and today,
she is in this condition. To live up to relations, you need to sacrifice.
No matter what, I will not tolerate that Murtasim raises his hand at Meerab.
I will not tolerate it.
Make her drink water. Meerab.
Meerab, child, open your eyes. Drink some water.
As soon as you would come home, you need this. Now you don’t even drink a cup of tea.
Are you regretting it?
I have never physically abused a woman, ever Never.
and the one you abused is the one you are going to marry.
Won’t you ask why she was running around like crazy? She didn’t even care about her pain.
It was just like I love you like crazy,
she hates you. she hates you like crazy. I don’t have time for useless conversations with you.
But you are ready to marry the girl, whose own identity is a lie,
whose existence is a question. Meaning?
The Meerab, they are making you marry is not uncle Waqas’ daughter.
She is not even the daughter of aunt Anila. Think about it,
she was living in that home with strangers. The one she was calling her father, is not even her father.
What nonsense is this? Not nonsense, the truth.
The bitter truth.
And you Murtasim Khan, who doesn’t consider anyone equal to him,
doesn’t share anything with anyone, whose decision is considered the final order,
he is marrying such a girl who has no identity. This is a lie.
If it is a lie, I will lay down my life.
Choke me to death, I will die with a smile on my face.
Come. Come. Murtasim, when did you come?
Just now, from darkness to light.
I was asking about you coming back from the village.
Leave that and tell me, what happened at home today?
Okay, so you found out before I told you.
What do you think? If I am not at home, I will not find out anything? I was about to tell you. When?
After marriage, or never? It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter?
It doesn’t matter? You people are going to get me married to a girl whose father we know nothing about.
Murtasim, what are you saying? Meerab is the girl who you know since childhood. No.
The Meerab I knew was Waqas Ahmad’s only daughter. But today, I found out that
this is such a lie that you people have been speaking for God knows how many years. There was a reason to keep this a secret? What was the reason, mama? Tell me.
I want to know. what was the reason? What was the reason? First, you people are marrying me against my will,
and then to a girl who is adopted? She is not adopted. Then who is she?
Who is Meerab? Where is his father? Is he alive? Is he dead? Will he come, or…It is me!
I am her father! She is my daughter.
I admit, I didn’t accept her.
That is why your father gave her to Waqas for upbringing. But now…
now I admit I was wrong.
I used to think that because of this child, my wife went away from me.
I was wrong. But now I am not wrong.
Now this was your late father Shahnawaz’s decision that you get married to Meerab.
It is up to you if you respect his decision or say no.
Murtasim, before you raise your hand on Meerab, remember, she is my daughter.
I am her father. If you had realized this at the right time,
this wouldn’t have been required.
Did you come to sympathize with me or do you want to laugh at me?
Neither did I come to sympathize, nor to laugh.
Then you must have come to feel sorry for me.
You can only feel sorry for my condition.
Here, slap me once more.
I am sorry. I was angry. You were not listening to me, and…So you raised your hand at me?
Hmmm… you have a right.
Now, anyone will do anything.
I didn’t know. Neither did I know. I didn’t know something so big about me.
when I found out, I don’t know what I should do.
Talk to your parents.
Parents? The ones who are not ready to accept me as their daughter.
They removed me from the position of the daughter, they made me fall in their eyes.
They made me fall in everyone’s eyes. All these years,
I lived a life of a lie.
Uncle, daughter…That man is not my father.
And you too don’t be mistaken, Murtasim, that I am your cousin and I can be married to you.
So much stubbornness, even now. This is not stubbornness,
this is self-respect, and you don’t get it from any father.
And my self-respect doesn’t accept you.
Writer: Nooran Makhdoom
Director: Siraj ul Haq
Producers: Abdullah Kadwani & Asad Qureshi
Production House: 7th Sky Entertainment
Cast :
Yumna Zaidi as Meerab
Wahaj Ali as Murtasim
Bushra Ansari as Salma
Sohail Sameer as Anwar
Sabeena Farooq as Haya
Hira Soomro as Maryam
Fazila Qazi as Aneela
Farhan Ally Agha as Waqas
Seemi Pasha as Sabra
Mahmood Aslam as Malik Mukhtaar
Haris Waheed
Agha Mustafa
latest Pakistani drama,pakistani dramas 2023,pakistani drama,tere bin,yumna zaidi,wahaj ali,bushra ansari,Sohail Sameer,subpoena farooq,fazila qazi,farhan ally agha,mahmood aslam,tere bin episode 5,tere bin ost,tere bin 5,episode 5 tere bin,tere bin episode 5 full,pakistani drama tere bin,yumna zaidi drama tere bin,tere bin full episode 5,tere bin ep 5,पाकिस्तानी सीरियल,पाकिस्तानी ड्रामा,tere bin drama,तेरे बिन एपिसोड 5,तेरे बिन
0 Comments