Not a minor but the point still stands...i don't have money pls stop...all the asks i have gotten till now are donations. Like I want you to be ok get better and everything but i don't have money. And even if I did i don't know which ones are scams and which ones are genuine and I am not taking a risk...
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Dude so true actually.... Mujhe cartoons allowed nahi the so I haven't seen much of this but ek episode jab isko dekha tha na bhai kasam se dil bhar gaya
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So as a person who is obsessed with uri the surgical strike ever since it came out and also bcoz the whole prediction thing kinda began from here i guess.. i have seen that with the dhurandhar hype a lot of other desi movies and characters also got hyped and the characters are also here....
Basically the thing is everytime i watch the movie i search the internet for fanfics.... Unfortunately I do not find them.... Now with the hype due to dhurandhar are there any fics for uri? Honge to batao bhai that movie was the og simping wali movie bhai.... Vihaan uska bhai sartaj... 🫠🫠🫣
I am going to update but now that I have watched part 2 I can assure you jitne maje start me ayenge na part two chalu hone ke baad utna hi gham bhi milega...
Just trying to plan ahead for the story tbh but I'll upload asap don't worry ab to boards bhi ho gye aur bday bhi
Women sit close together on the floor. Some whisper prayers. Some cry quietly. Some just stare ahead. Plates of food are placed near the walls, untouched.
Ulfat sits in the middle.
Faisal is pressed into her side, his face hidden in her dupatta.
Shahid sits on Ulfat’s other side.
She hasn’t said a word since morning.
Someone, somewhere in the room, says Naeem’s name.
That’s all it takes.
Ulfat’s breath breaks. Her shoulders shake, and then she bends forward, crying openly now.
Faisal starts crying too, clinging to Shahid without thinking.
Shahid reacts immediately.
She wraps one arm around Ulfat, firm, steady.
“Bas… bas,” she says softly.
Ulfat grips Shahid’s kurta, crying harder, like she’ll fall apart if she lets go.
Faisal presses closer to Shahid, his small body shaking.
For a moment, Shahid holds both of them.
Her face stays controlled.
Then her eyes fill.
Just one tear slips down.
She wipes it away quickly, jaw tight, and pulls Ulfat closer instead.
She doesn’t say anything else.
She just stays there.
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INNER ROOM – LATER
The house is quieter now.
People have started leaving.
Faisal sits near the wall, knees pulled to his chest. A plate of food lies in front of him, untouched.
Ulfat sits a little distance away, staring at nothing.
Shahid enters quietly and sits beside Faisal.
She picks up the plate, breaks a small piece of roti, dips it lightly, and holds it near his mouth.
“Ek niwala,” she says gently.
“Bas itna.”
Faisal shakes his head.
Shahid doesn’t pull back.
She waits.
After a long moment, Faisal opens his mouth.
She feeds him.
One bite.
Then another.
Her hand is steady, but her jaw tightens when she realises how little he’s eating.
She looks up.
Ulfat is watching.
Shahid takes another piece of roti and holds it toward her.
“Aap bhi,” she says quietly.
“Warna yeh bhi nahi khayega.”
Ulfat hesitates.
“Mera mann nahi hai…”
“Mann baad mein,” Shahid replies softly.
“Abhi Faisal ke liye.”
Ulfat nods faintly and takes the bite, eyes filling again.
She looks away, embarrassed.
Shahid says nothing.
She feeds Faisal one more bite and sets the plate down.
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DOORWAY – SAME TIME
Uzair and Hamza stand near the doorway, watching without interfering.
Uzair exhales slowly.
“Shukr hai yeh hamare saath hai,” he murmurs.
“Warna bhabhi aur Faisal ka kya hota… soch ke bhi darr lagta hai.”
Hamza nods.
“Akeli sambhaal rahi hai sab,” he says quietly.
Uzair shakes his head.
“Akeli nahi,” he says.
“Bas zimmedari samajh ke khadi hai.”
“Sab log yeh nahi kar paate.”
They fall silent.
Inside the room, Faisal leans against Shahid’s arm, his breathing calmer now.
Shahid doesn’t move.
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REHMAN’S HOUSE – LATE AFTERNOON
The sun is lower.
People leave in small groups. Quiet goodbyes. Hands on shoulders.
Uzair steps outside and lights a cigarette. Hamza follows.
They stand for a moment.
“Chal,” Uzair says.
“Thoda dimaag kholte hain.”
Hamza nods.
LYARI LANES – WALKING
The lanes feel heavier today.
Uzair walks with his hands in his pockets.
“Tu samajh raha hai na,” he says,
“yeh sirf gundagardi nahi hai.”
Hamza listens.
“Election, funding, party—sab ek doosre se jude hue hain,” Uzair continues.
“Is waqt goli chali na…”
“toh sirf laashe nahi girti.”
“Sab kuch band ho jaata hai.”
Hamza asks,
“Pathan gang?”
Uzair scoffs.
“Unko yeh sab ghanta farq padta hai,” he says.
“Khoon aur raub.”
“Isliye saale zyada dangerous hain.”
They stop outside a warehouse.
“Yahin se sab chalta hai,” Uzair says.
“Ab tu bhi yahin ka hai.”
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WAREHOUSE – TIME SKIP
The place is loud and alive.
Men loading crates, counting money, arguing, laughing, swearing.
Shahid stands near a table with Donga, checking numbers.
“Abey andha hai kya?” she snaps.
“Ya dimaag gaand mein rakha hai? Dobara gin.”
Donga mutters and moves away.
Uzair and Hamza walk in.
“Aa gaye,” Shahid says to Uzair.
Her eyes move to Hamza.
“Tu wahi hai na… hospital wala?”
Hamza nods.
“Zyada tez mat banna,” she adds calmly.
“Yahan hero bante-bante log chud jaate hain.”
She turns back to her work.
Uzair gestures around.
“Yeh sab apna-apna kaam sambhalte hain,” he tells Hamza.
“Paise se leke logon tak.”
Hamza takes it all in.
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FOOTBALL GROUND – TIME SKIP
Dust everywhere.
Men shout, curse, laugh. No rules. No whistles.
Teams form easily.
Uzair aur Hamza ek taraf.
Shahid doosri taraf.
Uzair smirks.
“Badi sherni ban rahi hai aaj.”
Shahid stretches her shoulders.
“Tum dono mil ke bhi aadhe ho mere liye.”
The game starts.
Shahid moves fast, confident, laughing as she steals the ball from Hamza.
“Pair chala,” she calls out,
“dimaag baad mein.”
Uzair rushes from behind and grabs her, lifting her slightly.
“Ab bol, saali,” he laughs.
“Ball kidhar hai?”
Hamza grabs the ball and runs.
For a second, it works.
Then Shahid slips out of Uzair’s hold, lands solid, and thumps his arm.
“Cheating karta hai harami,” she snaps.
“Aur woh bhi bekaar.”
She catches Hamza, shoulder to shoulder, clean tackle.
Ball back.
Goal.
Dust flies.
She turns to Uzair.
“Tum do log the. Cheating ki. Phir bhi haar gaye, chutiye.”
Uzair collapses on the ground.
“Tu ek din meri jaan leke hi manegi.”
“Match jeet ke,” Shahid replies, laughing.
They sit nearby, breathing hard.
A cigarette passes around.
Hamza takes one—and coughs badly.
Shahid laughs openly.
“ Abe sale, goliyaan jhel li,” she grins,
“aur cigarette ne gaand maar di teri?”
Uzair laughs.
“Isko koi doodh pilao bhai.” he says.
For a few minutes—
Everything feels normal.
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THE SHIFT
The TV plays in the background.
“Naeem ke qatl ko ek mahina ho chuka hai…”
Laughter fades.
Shahid’s smile disappears first.
She crushes the cigarette under her shoe.
Her posture hardens.
Rehman arrives quietly.
Everyone straightens without meaning to.
He sits on the low wall, staring at the ground.
“Yahin,” he says softly,
“main Naeem ko football sikhata tha.”
Silence.
He looks up.
“Tum log kya sochte ho,” he asks.
“Badla lena chahiye?”
Uzair speaks first.
“Abhi nahi,” he says.
“Upar se mana hai.”
“Election ka time hai.”
Rehman nods and looks away.
Donga blurts out,
“Lena chahiye.”
Uzair turns sharply.
“Sach bol, saale,” he snaps.
“Dar ke kuch bhi bak rha hai?”
Donga sighs.
“Badla to lena chahiye bhai. Lekin abhi nahi, baad me.”
Siyahi adds,
“Is waqt haath uthaya toh funding band ho jaayegi.”
Another man mutters,
“Trap ho sakta hai. Babu Dakait taiyaar baitha hoga. Apne hi aadmi marenge waha jake.”
A low murmur spreads.
Rehman looks at Hamza.
“Aur tum?”
Hamza straightens.
“Lena chahiye.”
Uzair snaps,
“Pagal hai kya—”
Rehman raises a hand.
“Bolne de use.”
Hamza speaks slowly.
“Agar hum darr ke chup rahe,” he says,
“Toh hum pehle hi haar gaye.”
“Aap sirf leader nahi ho. Aap badshah ho.”
People shift.
“Aur jab badshah pe hamla hota hai,” Hamza continues,
“aur woh chup rahta hai—toh awaam samajhti hai ki uski taqat khatam ho gayi.”
Silence.
Someone mutters,
“Par apne log—”
Shahid stands.
Slowly.
“Aadmi waise bhi marte hain,” she says coldly.
Uzair looks at her.
“Shahid—”
She shuts him up with a look.
“Election ke beech hamla kiya,” she says.
“Aur wo bhi bachche pe.”
Heads drop.
“Kyun?” she asks quietly.
“Kyunki unhe laga hum chup rahenge.”
She looks around.
“Baithe honge sale apne adde me. Hans rahe honge.”
Her voice tightens.
“Unhe pata hai party wale hume kuch nahi karne denge.”
“Aram se gafil baithe honge sale.”
She turns to Rehman.
A step closer.
“Yahi sahi waqt hai,” she says firmly.
“Babu Dakait ko jad se khatam karne ka.”
Her voice lowers.
“Yeh jhagde gang wars sab humare hain. Bachchon ko beech mein laana—unki sabse badi galti thi.”
She meets Rehman’s eyes.
“Bhai,” she says quietly,
“Ab Lyari pe sirf Sher-e-Baloch ki hukumat hogi.”
No one speaks.
Uzair looks away.
Rehman doesn’t.
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Note: So bohot time baad i am back. Here's an update. Maine part 2 dekhi and Bhai sahab yaar what a movie maja aa gya. At the same time it's gonna be tricky to flow with the story and keep my character intact but maine socha hai thoda kuch. Hopefully it works. Anyway umm ye rha bday ka return gift enjoy!
I am going to update but now that I have watched part 2 I can assure you jitne maje start me ayenge na part two chalu hone ke baad utna hi gham bhi milega...
Just trying to plan ahead for the story tbh but I'll upload asap don't worry ab to boards bhi ho gye aur bday bhi
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