Jaan: Fais maine kaha mujhe tumse baat nahi karni. Fais I said I don't want to talk to you.
Fais: Tu itne ghusse mein kyu rehti hai aaj kal? Why are you always so angry these days?
Jaan: Mai nahu hu ghussa. Tum bas jao yaha se. I'm not. Just go from here.
Fais: Janu, kuch hua hai kya? Janu, is something wrong?
Jaan: Tum mujhe pareshan karna band karoge? Apne ghar ya police station ya jaha jana hai jao. Will you stop irritating me? Go to your home or police station or wherever you want to.
Fais: Mai tujhe pareshan kar raha hu? I am irritating you?
Jaan: Ha, ab jao. Yes, now leave.
Fais: Tujhe kya baat pareshan kar rahi hai? Tu kuch bol kyu nahi rahi? What is bothering you? Why are you not saying anything?
Jaan: Mujhe koyi baat pareshan nahi kar rahi. Nothing is bothering me.
Fais: Toh tu bewajah ghussa kar rahi thi? Pichle 5-6 din se yahi ho raha hai, mujhe pata bhi nahi hota kab aur kyu tera mood poora badal jata hai. So you were getting angry for no reason? It has been going on since the previous 5-6 days, I don't even know when and why your mood suddenly switches.
She didn't know what to say and just kept quiet. He sighed and hugged her, feeling her body relax.
Fais: Mai janta hu tujhe apni problems share karne mein mushkil hoti hai, utna khulkar nahi bol paati, par teri mushkil ka hal kaise nikalega jab tak tu kisiko batayegi nahi? Tujhe itna darne ki zaroorat nahi hai mujhe kuch bhi batane se. I know you have never been open with your problems, you always hesitate telling anyone about what you go through, but how will your problems end if you don't share them with anyone? You don't have to be so scared of telling me about anything.
He pulled back and cupped her face.
Fais: Agar tu abhi tayar nahi hai batane ke liye toh jitna chahe wakt lele, par please mujhe aise apni takleefein chupaya mat kar. Samajhne ki koshish kar, tujhe thoda khulkar baat karna seekhna hoga. If you are not ready to tell now then take your time, but please don't hide things from me like this. Try to understand, you have to be more open.
She was just looking at him silently. He leaned closer to her and looked into her eyes, like asking for permission. She closed her eyes in response and he kissed her, softly yet passionately. They had to pull back because of the bell.
Jaan: Maa hogi. Must be maa.
Fais: Mujhe pata tha ki teri mummy mujhse nafrat karti hai par itni nahi pata tha. I knew your mother hates me, but not that she hates me so much.
She chuckled.
Jaan: Mai jakar gate kholti hu. I'll go open the door.
Fais: Hmm.
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