Groom demands already married elder sister-in-law as Dowry - on the day of marriage

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Scene 2: The Choice


Sardar Bhupinder Singh: "Jeevan bete, let's talk in private, we will fulfil all your demands. Please come with me." Jeevan bete, aao alag se baat karte hain, hum tumhari saari maangein poori karenge. Kripya mere saath aao.

Jeevan: "There is no need for 'private,' Sasur-ji. My demand was made in public. The answer must also be public." Sasur-ji, 'alag se' baat karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Meri maang sabke saamne rakhi gayi hai. Jawab bhi sabke saamne hi milna chahiye.

Manjeet Kaur: "What are you saying, Jeevan? Have you no shame? She is your saali, your sister-in-law! And she is married! How can you ask for such a sinful thing?" Yeh kya keh rahe ho, Jeevan? Tumhe zara bhi sharam nahi hai? Woh tumhari saali hai! Aur woh shaadi-shuda hai! Tum aisi paap-bhari baat maang hi kaise sakte ho?

Jeevan: "Shame? The shame belongs to the man who signed papers he couldn't honor. The sin was his, not mine. I am offering a solution. A way to save your family's precious 'honor'." Sharam? Sharam toh us aadmi ko aani chahiye jisne aise kaagazon par sign kiye jinka woh maan nahi rakh sakta. Paap uska tha, mera nahi. Main toh sirf ek hal pesh kar raha hoon. Tumhare parivar ki keemti 'izzat' bachane ka ek raasta.

Sardar Bhupinder Singh: "I will... I will give you more money! Double the dowry! Land! Whatever you want. But not this. Please, Jeevan, this will destroy us." Main... main tumhein aur paise dunga! Dahej se doguna! Zameen! Jo tum chaho. Lekin yeh nahi. Kripya, Jeevan, yeh humein barbaad kar dega.

Jeevan: "I do not want your money. I have enough. I do not want your land. I want... her." Mujhe tumhare paise nahi chahiye. Mere paas bahut hain. Mujhe tumhari zameen nahi chahiye. Mujhe... [i]woh chahiye.[/i]
Jeevan's eyes locked onto Sukhmani. He ignored the sobbing Preet completely. His gaze was hot, possessive, as if stripping her bare in front of everyone.

Sukhmani: "Father... stop." Pitaji... ruk jaiye.

Sardar Bhupinder Singh: "Sukhmani! Thank God. Tell him! Tell this man his demand is madness!" Sukhmani! Shukar hai. Use batao! Is aadmi ko batao ki uski maang pagalpan hai!

Sukhmani: "He is not mad, father. He is a businessman. He has made an offer for a debt." Woh pagal nahi hai, pitaji. Woh ek businessman hai. Usne ek karz ke badle ek sauda rakha hai.

Preet: "Didi... no... what are you saying? Didi, please! Don't do this!" Didi... nahi... yeh aap kya keh rahi hain? Didi, please! Aisa mat karo!
Sukhmani looked at her father's pale, defeated face, then at her terrified younger sister. She took a deep breath, her large chest rising as she made the decision. Her own passionless marriage flashed in her mind.

Sukhmani: "Jeevan. Your demand... I accept." Jeevan. Tumhari maang... mujhe manzoor hai.

Manjeet Kaur: "Sukhmani! No!" Sukhmani! Nahi!

Sukhmani: "I will divorce Rohan. I will... marry you. Now, let my sister's wedding be completed." Main Rohan ko talaq de dungi. Main... tumse shaadi karungi. Ab, meri behen ki shaadi poori hone do.
A stunned silence fell, heavier and more terrifying than the noise before. Jeevan smiled, a slow, dark, victorious smile.

Jeevan: "Excellent. Then let the wedding continue. Both my wives are waiting." Bahut badhiya. Toh shaadi ko jaari rakha jaaye. Meri dono patniyan intezaar kar rahi hain.