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But First, Tan ft. Hasan Minhaj | Patriot Act (2018)

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023)

I knew that line in Across the Spider-Verse was a Hasan Minhaj reference. It turns out they consulted him for Pavitr's writing!

Bonus:

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Kya Baat Hai ....Revealed

Hello Dosto, Thank you for love and support which has encouraged me to continue writing.

Last time, when we talked on this topic… I was searching for my Manzil…

Did I find my MANZIL, well not really.. the muKAM of my manzil is nishKAM…so it’s going to be a long journey, but I have found the way which leads to the destination.

After all, someone has said Life is a journey NOT a destination, so I am on my way to the destination… on the beautiful journey.. stopping and smelling Roses along the way.

Ok, let’s get back to the topic..

It all began on Monday Jan 2nd evening, as the hangover of the new year’s party was getting over or was it still hanging on… not sure…

I sat down to make the new years’ goals for 2023…

First Goal as always… Exercise and lose weight.

As I was starting to think about dieting and exercising, I remembered an advice given to me by my “healthy” friend from college days… you see we Fat people like to call us “Healthy”… khate pete ghar ke… bhale 2 ghar ka khana khate honge… )

He had said… all human bodies are like tires.. like we have different types of tires.. scooter, car, truck, tractor… human body is also made of different dimensions. A truck tire even if you remove all air or even puncture it, cannot be made a scooter tire and vice-versa… so, we just need to find our tire type and make peace with it.

Goal resolved, I quickly identified my tire type , made peace with it and moved on…

Anyways, dieting and exercise for FAT people is like Homeopathy….. Hathi ke mu me homeopathy..

not saying that homeopathy does not work, but it works very gradually and has a lot of dos and donts which you need to follow along with it, for it to take effect…

Then, I proceeded to writing down next set of Goals-

Money

Career

People

I need to earn more money in this year, progress in my career (maybe get that promotion) and connect with more with people around me and in my life.

All perfect glorious goals.. but I have been having these goals for so many years already.. I have been running after quick money, have been ignoring my key career goals and being frustrated with the first 2 goals, I have been further drifting away from people in my life….

Maybe, I have got it all wrong.. the sequence is all wrong, it has to be

People

Career

Money

Care and connect with people in your life, your career is a reflection of the people you interact with… so it will improve and then eventually Money will come in …

Alrighty, so sounds good.. work on improving your connections with people in your life or even invite new people in your life.. how do you do it ?

You have intentionally driven away so many friends and family from your life over the last few decades, do you really think they are going to just come back with your one phone call or whatsapp message ? What about new friends..do you think just popping on new whatsapp groups is going to get you accepted in the long established friend circles ?

Then, the famous Big B song came to my mind

Rote hua aate hai sab,

Haasta hua jo jayenga,

Wo mukkadar ka sikkandar keheleya ae ga…

Key word here is Haasta, people like to laugh/hasna.. in fact there is even a Yoga for it .. Hasya Yoga in which people laugh in a group …

I have been laughing alone or laughing on myself for long enough, now its time to make other people laugh..

Logo ko haasake, unke saath hasane me jo maja hai, uska Anand hi kuch aur hai.

So, I am going to make people laugh in the coming year. How …

Posting funny articles on Tumblr

Interacting on whatsapp groups in a funny way

After all,

MERA NAAM JOKER HAI JEE,

Dusaro ki hasee me,

Khud ke hasee dhund raha hu…

Well, that’s it for now Bhai Log,

Agar, mera likna funny lage, to haas dena aur muzhe duao me yaad karna,

Taki mai bhi thoda haas lu….

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Jumu'ah Khuthbah: 29 October 2021

Some of this week's blessed inspirations are as follows, bismillah! 

#1. Allah loves forgiveness, as echoed into my consciousness by Raeesa. Including self-forgiveness which we continue to battle with, even though we have evidence of Allah’s gafoor, gaffar and rahma (as the Source of forgiveness, mercy and as the Concealer of one's faults), even as an accident survivor!

#2. A manifested realisation of Al-Haq is being realised with every passing moment. Again an affirmation of the never-before seen dolphins in my prior years at North Beach Promenade, which led me to the decision to wed your Abbu ... Subhana'Allah, Alhamdulillah and insha'Allah I never forget it! Just as my inkling to delve deeper into Saturday Sohbet presented by Illiona was materialised as a "Good Cheam" - that we joke about - as the blessing received from our Shaykh Taner who saw the merits of our seemingly impossible union, before we even did! Fast forward to your Abbu supporting my ode to your new cousin Muhammad Baaqir to attach to his gift as acquisitioned by him without my instruction, and to even supporting my idea of a farewell parting gift for our Uruguayan neighbours. Al-Haq is unfolding with wadud, Ya Shakur! Here is the poem for Muhammad Baaqir with deep spiritual learning:

B - Boldly emblazoned as Muhammad Baaqir as one who opens knowledge. Insha'Allah, may you become. 

A - As symbolising a descendant of father Zayn al-Abidin and mother, Fatima Umm Abdallah, as the daughter of Hasan ibn Ali (May Allah be pleased with them). 

A - Another blessing into the world at the time of Rabi-al-Awwal.

Q - Quintessentially a Muhammadan, not just a Quazi.

I - Ingrained into our collective psyche.

R - Reflecting Allah's generosity with your timely presence.

#3. And this includes our research on Alif, as inspired by Illiona. Some that was a pleasant rediscovery; as Nur'e Muhammad that your Hazmat Bhai often refers to, as well as one of our favourite musical mystics, the song titled Aik Alif (particularly 01.40 minutes onwards).

The alif (the letter a) is isolated in writing. This means that it cannot be written connected to the letter following it. The alif thus symbolizes the transcendent, unqualified essence. The downward stroke of the alif symbolizes universal manifestation from the highest state of Being to the lowest one.

Shaykh ad-Dabbagh has been a so-called ummi, an illiterate, just like the Prophet has been called ummi. The shaykh was not truly illeterate, but in his case ummi implies that he did not receive any formal religious education. By means of inspiration he has said some remarkable things.

https://sufi-tavern.com/sufi-symbols/the-sufi-interpretation-of-the-letter-alif/

This means that Allah manifested in the form of the Mohammadan light from the light of Ism e Allah Zaat and then he created all the souls of the creation from it. The sustenance of human soul is the light of Ism e Allah Zaat. When one provides the souls with their sustenance, they gain the sight to see Allah Almighty.

https://www.sultan-bahoo.com/zikr-e-ism-e-allah-zaat-invocation-contemplation-personal-name-of-allah-sultan-ul-azkar-hoo-crown-tasawur-mushq-murqoom-e-wajudia-denier/

https://youtu.be/Ra5nTlty6CM

The english translation and lyrics of Aik Alif, originally in Punjabi

You read to become all knowledgable

But you never read yourself

You run to enter your mosques and temples

But you never entered your own heart

Everyday you fight Satan

But you never fight your own Ego

Bulleh Shah you try grabbing that which is in the sky

But you never get hold of what sits inside yourself

Stop it all my friend

Stop seeking all this knowledge my friend

Only an Alif is what you need

Stop it all my friend

Stop seeking all this knowledge my friend

God is Greatness, God is All

I shall follow the Jogi {ascetic/Sufi}

Those who deny the strength of Truth

God does not give them courage

We have drowned in the river of Self

The boat and the flowing waters do not matter

Stop it all my friend

Stop seeking all this knowledge my friend

God is Greatness, God is All

http://ilovesunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/aik-alif.html?m=1

Now all that is left in our 'drunkeness' of the Divine is Abbu's Arabic Khuthbah, as Shaykh Nishaat joked about. Which we even implode with a Huu ...

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'Now is my best time to contribute to the team' - Mushfiqur Rahim | Cricket

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'Now is my best time to contribute to the team' - Mushfiqur Rahim | Cricket

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Mushfiqur Rahim is as serious as they come, always focused on his cricket – so when he does something is even remotely funny, it catches the interest of the Bangladesh public. That was the case when he pulled off the “cobra celebration” after sealing a record chase for Bangladesh with an unbeaten 72 off 35 balls in the Nidahas Trophy.

After flicking a low full toss through midwicket to wrap up victory, Mushfiqur waved his bat in the air and did the snake dance, a celebration made popular by his team-mate Nazmul Islam. Was it a sign that his usually intense on-field demeanor is changing? Apparently not.

“It was just a normal celebration,” Mushfiqur said. “Maybe everyone liked it. I don’t want to say much about it. [The celebration] wasn’t pre-planned. I think you can see in the celebration that we wanted the win badly.

Deadpan response number two came when Mushfiqur was asked to turn his attention to the BCB president’s comments about his batting. On Sunday, Nazmul Hasan said he was shocked to see the batsman hitting massive sixes.

“I think after this innings he [BCB president] will know that I can at least play that way,” Mushfiqur said. “I think he saw my game in a different way all this time. I think there’s a different feeling when all your hard work over months pays off in the middle. I don’t think he saw us in training, too, but we did the job in the middle.

“I am not surprised [with my innings]. If you don’t have self-belief it becomes hard to deliver. To be honest, it is not good for me to be overjoyed after such an innings especially on that very good batting wicket. Someone had to play such a knock.

“People often focus on the result; they don’t look at the hard work we put into training. We had a tough time off late but we believed in ourselves. But it is also true that when you get the result, it boosts the team.”

Mushfiqur said he was keen to cash is on his experience – he is Bangladesh’s most capped T20I player – and contribute to the team with the bat.

“I try very hard to give back to the Bangladesh team and cricket what experience I have earned playing for almost 13 years,” he said. “I think now is my best time to contribute to the team. I will try to be consistent as a top-order batsman.

“I probably didn’t start T20s that well but now I want to correct my record in this format. I have a lot of other better innings in ODIs and Tests and I feel that I have the ability to play much better knocks in T20s.”

Mushfiqur credited stand-in captain Mahmudullah and Tamim Iqbal for Bangladesh’s remarkable turnaround after the ODI and T20I series losses to Sri Lanka at home.

“We had a brilliant chat as a whole group before the tournament,” he said. “We talked about regrouping, and that we have to do it; nobody will do it for us. We spoke about a lot of things that inspired us a lot, which is why I want to thank Tamim and Riyad [Mahmudullah] bhai.

Mohammad Isam is ESPNcricinfo’s Bangladesh correspondent. @isam84

© ESPN Sports Media Ltd.

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(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); The Episode starts with Munna and Pandit going to the band shop to book it. Pandit ji tells that the musical instrument is not playing. The man in the shop plays it. Pandit says Naagin tune shall be played. Sameer comes there and tells that he has booked a bungalow with a lawn inside in City light. Man says city light and says it is a good area. Munna thinks of his father’s words and is upset. Pandit is happy and says bhabhi’s doli will come in this house and asks if he gave token money. Sameer says tomorrow in the afternoon. Pandit asks man to play naagin music. Pandit dances while he plays. Sameer asks Munna why he is sad? Munna says he has to do double duty. Sameer says everything will be fine. Sameer comes to Naina’s house and greets Bela. He tells that he was missing Preeti and asks Chachi if she will not call him inside. Bela says this is your home, come. Sameer says I will come after call and will ask you to make tinde sabzi. Bela excuses herself. Naina asks Sameer to show his new house. Sameer says if she comes on his bike. Naina signs Anand if she can go. Anand signs her to go on his bike. Neighbors see them going. Naina is about to hide her face with dupatta, but Preeti asks them not to be scared. Naina and Sameer leave on the bike. Preeti waves them bye. Neighbor asks Bela to fix Preeti’s alliance and says it will be difficult as naina’s alliance is fixed outside the community. Sameer brings Naina to see their house layout. He holds her hand and they take a step together. Yeh tera yeh mera ghar plays…..Sameer and Naina plan their life in their house. They leave. Munna collides with his father and tea falls on him. He says sorry. Munna’s father scolds him and asks what did I say you yesterday. He asks him to concentrate on work and handle it. Munna says I was going to work. His father scolds him and asks why Sameer is still here and says this is not dharmshala, but my house. Munna’s father asks him to leave with Sameer else. Bela asks Tailor to stitch lehenga of her saree….and gives Preeti’s measurement. Preeti asks why did you give this saree, as Naina likes it. Bela says Naina is going to rich family and her engagement dress and ring were costly. She asks her to worry about herself. Preeti says Papa and you are here for me. Bela says you just worry about yourself and goes. Naina hears them. Sameer and Pandit come there. Sameer shows them card design. Munna’s father comes there. Sameer says I was about to come to you and tells that he has booked a bungalow in City light. He asks him to talk to builder and ask for discount. Munna’s father asks him to return to Kamlesh and says he has many contacts. He tells that marriage shall happen with elders’ blessings. Sameer says if the family curses then friends become family. Munna’s father says friends are within limits and says I gave time to Munna till now. He says you might not be affected to insult your family, but society will accuse me if I keep you at my house. Sameer looks at Munna and understands his helplessness. He says I will go tomorrow in the morning. Munna’s father asks him to go right now. Naina tries to talk to bela and says why do you think that Preeti will have problem if SAmeer and I get married. Bela ignores her. Naina asks her to tell what happened? Preeti says if you don’t tell then how will we know? Bela ignores her completely and closes her door. Naina and preeti get sad. Anand calls the marriage card shop owner Paresh to his house. Naina brings water. Paresh bhai shows 10 rs. Card. Anand asks Bela to come and see the card. Bela comes and returns the cards. She says we don’t want to see, no marriage is happening here. Paresh bhai goes. Anand asks if she got an attack. Bela tells that she can’t see that Preeti sit at home all life. She says Naina is getting married, but why Preeti shall suffer because of her. Anand asks what does she want? Bela says she don’t want Naina and Sameer’s marriage to happen. Anand says they will get married. Bela says she will not attend the marriage. Naina and Preeti hear them. Anand goes to his room and locks the door. He asks if she has gone mad to do drama. Bela says she is going to mayka. Anand says you would have thought that Naina has nobody except us. Bela says even Preeti has nobody except us. Anand says I will get Preeti married in a good house. Bela says you also know society norms and asks if it is justice that one sister shall get all the happiness and other shall not get anything because of her. Precap:Bela picks her bags. Anand calls her. Munna takes his bags to go with Sameer. Naina comes infront of Bela. Update Credit to: H Hasan

http://cattybilli.blogspot.com/2019/01/yeh-un-dinon-ki-baat-hai-24th-january.html

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Saadat Hasan Manto, the family man

Sixty-three years after his death, Saadat Hasan Manto’s grandson revisits his brilliant but troubled legacy—and the effect he had on his loved ones

Mohammad Farooq

Saadat Hasan Manto with wife Safia (left) and sister-in-law Zakia Hamid Jalal in Bombay. Photographs courtesy the Manto family

On the foggy morning of 18 January 1955, Saadat Hasan Manto, one of the scions of modern Urdu literature, died in an apartment located off Hall Road in Lahore. Apart from the echoes of his turbulent life, his wife Safia and daughters Nighat, Nuzhat and Nusrat, were left with little else that day. His death, however, was no surprise. A penchant for drinking, which led to alcoholism, paved the way for Manto’s untimely demise.

Sixty-three years after his death, Manto’s legacy still shines on. His stories resonated with the reality of his time, portrayed the struggles of the common people, the discrimination and miseries they suffered. His penmanship was undeniably sharp, it breathed fire and caused a furore among those who couldn’t digest too much reality.

For many of his contemporaries, Manto was a source of inspiration, as well as discontent and restlessness, someone who stood by the intellectual superiority of his being. Even though he faced hardships, persecution, court cases and the scorn of his peer group, he rose above these challenges valiantly, refusing to remain suppressed.

Anyone who has read Manto will attest to his sensitivity as a writer, but behind it all was a human being who detested falsehood vehemently and stood by those honest virtues that distinguished him from his peers. But did Manto play his part as a husband fully? Was he able to provide support for his daughters?

His Lahore-based middle daughter and my mother, Nuzhat, whom he called Jujiyajee, remembers, “Abajaan used to tell Ameejaan that he had written so much, she would live comfortably for the rest of her life. Unfortunately, the publishers were very harsh and hardly paid any royalties.”

“He could see his own traits in me, the naughtiness and bluntness that formed part of Manto’s personality,” she adds. “The way he drank was suicidal, and this is my grievance against him.”

She also recalls moments of fatherly affection. “I remember when we would return home from school, he would be waiting with a plateful of pomegranate seeds. Children from the neighbourhood would be invited to join in.” Nuzhat was almost seven years old when Manto died. She didn’t get enough time with him and his absence left a void in her life.

Zakia Hamid Jalal, Safia’s sister, reportedly said in a conversation in the early 1990s, “He always made fun that his wife’s sister was half-owner of the house and everything in it.” Manto used to say, she added, that “if all of you sisters decided to exercise that right, I would find myself living on the footpath.”

Manto with wife Safia (left), sister-in-law Zakia Hamid Jalal and baby Nighat in Mumbai.

Manto’s eldest daughter, Nighat, also based in Lahore, in a conversation around the same time, remembered him affectionately. “We were very young, but we remember we would all jump on his bed first thing in the morning and he would make us sit on his stomach and talk to us and play games with us.”

“Our mother had very simple habits,” she added. “Our father would help her do her hair, iron her clothes and cook. His speciality was making pakoras.”

Manto was profoundly jolted by the death of his firstborn, Arif, in Delhi in the early 1940s. It afflicted him with paranoia and obsession, which lingered on for some years. He wrote a short story, Khaled Mian, which was an actual depiction of Arif’s early demise and the impact it had on him as a father. Ironically, he changed the names of the protagonists in this story, which wasn’t a very Mantoesque characteristic.

When asked about Arif and his death, Nuzhat says, “Our mother never mentioned or talked about Arif. She remained quiet and never expressed her sentiments regarding the colossal loss of her son.”

Manto migrated from India to Pakistan post-Partition in January 1948. He moved from Bombay (now Mumbai) to Lahore, where his family was settled, when Safia was pregnant with their second daughter, Nuzhat. In an interesting disclosure, Jalal said two years ago to me, “It was our mother’s decision to migrate to Pakistan, as she clearly told Bhai Saadat that her daughters won’t remain there in Bombay, due to the violence that was ablaze across the country.”

Making ends meet in Lahore in those days was tough for a writer, especially for one who had earned a reasonable income working in Bombay’s film industry. Lahore’s film industry, in comparison, was in a shambles after Partition. Opportunities were rare, financiers who once thronged the city migrated to India due to reasons of stability and to avoid the turbulence that had engulfed the region in those years.

Financially strapped, Manto took to drinking even more heavily as opportunities remained limited and publishers were afraid to engage with such a volatile personality, who they deemed “controversial”. But this was also a period of intellectual renaissance for Manto, who, despite his financial woes, was able to produce stories that were not only eye-openers but also masterpieces.

But the opposition against his writing grew fiercer, as some of his contemporaries became his sworn enemies and the Progressive Writers’ Movement openly voiced discontent against his stories. “He was cornered from all sides; his source of livelihood was solely writing, and he was deprived of it,” says Nuzhat. “Court cases, societal aversion and stiff opposition from every corner made his life a living hell.”

Manto’s alcoholism was also exploited by publishers and newspapers alike. He sold his writings at throwaway prices, just to get a bottle of liquor, in which he drowned his frustrations. As his financial woes worsened, he drank harder, effectively driving himself to the brink of suicide.

His mind retained the same old sharpness, though. According to writer-musician Shahid Ahmad Dehlvi, in 1953, even as alcoholism began to take a toll on Manto, his speech remained bold and frank: “Every word was steeped in sincerity, free from artifice. In his mind and ideas, there was no holding back, no deceptive covers. He had no desire to impress or be impressed. He had no fear of calling good good and bad bad.”

In a late 1950s sketch titled Uncle Manto, Hamid Jalal, the writer’s nephew, wrote, “He distressed the family even more than his addiction to the bottle. He began borrowing money indiscriminately. He touched relatives, friends, neighbours, and I would say even strangers, for he could not resist borrowing even from fans who came only to pay their respects to him.”

The breaking point came when Nighat was afflicted with typhoid and the money borrowed to procure medication for her treatment was spent to buy a bottle of alcohol. Jalal adds in his sketch: “He must have been full of remorse and self-condemnation, for he tried to make-up by demonstrating his love for the stricken child. Despite his wife’s protests he sat unsteadily on the bed, his long hair falling all over his face, and tried to lift the child on to his lap and overwhelm her with paternal affection. When his wife dragged him away from the bed, he was enraged; he was determined to exercise his paternal right even if it meant resorting to violence.”

As time passed, the situation only exacerbated and led to a diagnosis of cirrhosis of the liver. Safia must have endured severe trauma and anguish during those dark days as Manto struggled with his addiction. But her steadfastness and resolve knew no bounds. In spite of her own prolonged frustration, she remained a bastion of strength for her daughters, says Nuzhat.

“Irrespective of Abajaan’s death, our mother and immediate family provided us all the warmth and affection we needed, so the void of our father wasn’t felt as such,” as Nuzhat puts it. “My two sisters and I had a happy childhood, despite Abajaan’s absence.”

Mohammad Farooq is a senior sub-editor at the business desk for Profit by Pakistan Today.

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Some Questions to my 66 year old self

1- Do you still believe there is free will? Have you been able to find an answer to this question?

2- Have you found out what is unique about being human? Has science been able to find out how consciousness emerges from brain?

3- You were going to marry when I wrote down these questions. Did you marry? Did you you find happiness in marriage, family, kids? Are you satisfied with your married life? Does your wife love you? Did she find happiness in marriage? 

4- How are you coping with old age? How does it feel to see death? Do you even feel that death is near or no? Do you think of suicide?

5- Were you able to write anything after CHUP? What do you think of that play now? 

6- Have you been able to earn respect as a literary person?

7- What do you think of God and religion?

8- Do you often think of papa and ammi?

9- How is bhai now? Did he ever adopt a kid? Did he change at all? 

10- Is Pakistan still a country? Who rules Karachi now? Is Pakistan still under military control?

11- Right now I have iphone 5 and macbook air. What kind of gadgets do you have? How has technology changed the world around you? 

12- How was your sex life?

13- Do you think it was all worth it? Living all this time? Do you still want to live?

14- How are Taha, Aisha and Mustufa? 

15- Do you regret the way you’ve lived your life? Do you wish you’d made different choices?

16- How different are you from me? Do you even remember or recognise me?

17- How are your friends? Sunil, Josh, Meesum, Nazrul Hasan, Fahad, Kashan, Bakhtawar....?

18- Do you hate me?

- 5th of August, 2017

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(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); The Episode starts with Randhir telling that he will make the business grand and asks where is Desi angrez and asks Vikram to come to his office, it is new business and I need advice from experienced people. Ahaan says Bhai. Vikram thinks for a while and says I am ready. Randhir tells Pankti that the combination is perfect and he will take JMD to heights. Pankti says yes and now no loser can come in between our way. Randhir asks Pankti to come. Pankti holds his hand and goes inside. Ahaan goes to his room angrily and breaks the things in the room. Rangoli comes and says this is what Pankti wants, a reason to leave you and she is happy to see you this. She got JMD and now wants to see you fail, but I want to see you as a star because I love you. Ahaan says stop it, and says just because Pankti is doing this, that doesn’t mean you can take her place. He asks her to be in limits. Rangoli thinks she will take Pankti’s place. Richa tells Vikram that he did and asks him to be careful. He says yes. Richa says you can get back everything which you lost. Vikram says I have to take Randhir in my confidence to get back everything. Kiara says how can Vikram do this. Aparna says we have to be careful. Manav says we need each other support. Rangoli comes and says we need to take care of Ahaan and tells that Pankti hurt him badly today. Kiara says not only Pankti, many people have hurt him. Rangoli says whatever I have done is because I love him, but Pankti does this for money. She tells Aparna that you had asked me that my nails doesn’t have Ahaan’s skin or hairs, as I wanted to lose the case. She says Pankti is with the man who has brought him in the house. Randhir tries to get closer to Pankti. Pankti stops him and says she is going to refresh. Randhir asks if JD was patient to wait for her. Pankti praises him fakely and tells that he used to drink a lot. Randhir says JD will make him lose his 25 crores and sleeps on bed. Pankti smiles and goes to washroom. Ahaan is hurt and is sitting out. Pankti looks at him from the balcony. Rangoli says she will take care of Ahaan and his music will heal his pain. Pankti comes to room and talks to her self. She asks herself what she is making the house. Pankti says she wants to save someone. Purva tells Monty that Pankti can’t see them separated, they have to act to be separated to unite Ahaan and Pankti. Ahaan tries to write something on the papers and tears it. He plays music on his guitar. Pankti sleeps in the balcony while listening to the music. In the morning, Pankti wakes up and hears Ahaan singing song and playing music….He sings Ishq bewafa.. Pankti thinks if you will move on in life and get success because of my hatred then I will give you hatred. He looks at her and continues singing… He calls his friend and asks how was the song? His friend says it is good and asks how he made the song. Ahaan says when he came out of someone’s fake love, he has composed a good song. His friend gets happy and says Ahaan is back. Purva comes to Anita’s house with her stuff. Anita asks what happened? Purva says she fought with Monty as he was badmouthing about Pankti. She says she will not go back. Anita says he is your husband, you made him forcibly. Anita asks if she will not go if he comes to convince there. Purva says no. Anita asks how did you come inside and makes her go out. She brings oil and puts on the door side. Purva smiles looking at Monty outside the house. Anita calls her Lakshmi no. 2 and asks her to come inside. Ahaan sings the song. Kiara shows Ahaan’s singing in the teaser. Aparna says how Ahaan must have done this. Manav says this poetry came from broken heart and it will be hit. Randhir taunts him. Ahaan says it will be hit. Rangoli says I talked to someone about our album and asks him to give her a chance to rectify her mistake. Pankti says until my song releases, no loser’s song shall release. Ahaan gets angry and agrees to collaborate with Rangoli. Rangoli gets happy. Pankti asks him to start bending down infront of Randhir if he wants to stay in the house. Randhir says my house door is open to get out. Ahaan tells that he can’t stay here anymore and asks Rangoli to come, says Uday is going to come. Precap:Rangoli asks why he is rude to her. Ahaan says I didn’t forget the past happenings. Rangoli sees Pankti there and asks how dare she to hear them. Pankti says this house is of Randhir so it is hers now and asks her to tell everyone that Randhir is her father. Update Credit to: H Hasan

http://cattybilli.blogspot.com/2018/09/tu-aashiqui-27th-september-2018-episode.html

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DUDE I LOVE THEN BOTH OMFG

But First, Tan ft. Hasan Minhaj | Patriot Act (2018)

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023)

I knew that line in Across the Spider-Verse was a Hasan Minhaj reference. It turns out they consulted him for Pavitr's writing!

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