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I have one small doubt here. Why would BH tell the truth to MK, if he had asked her on wedding day, she is too smart and would never have said. So how was MK planning to get the truth, . Even if she did not said the truth he would have backed up ?

Originally posted by: Gundamwing

PART-1 MEERAB-MURTASIM-WITH THOSE WHO DO NOT MATTER

Finale was not a question-and-answer session like a court trial. Meerab didn’t need to know what Murtasim’s plans for Haya were, and he didn’t ask her why she left, where she was or who she stayed with. Meerab and Murtasim trusted that whatever decisions they each made had a purpose, and we had faith in the integrity of their characters. They did not repeat the mistakes of the past where they interrogated each other and jumped to the wrong conclusions. They will take their time to discuss what happened, it is just unfortunate we ran out of time with them.

Was Murtasim planning on marry Haya, no he was not. His poignant remarks and ambiguous behaviours in the finale can be interpreted as him having a plan for Haya. Murtasim’s soliloquys on loving forever and waiting endlessly for his Meerab were not pointless speeches they meant something. Would it be easier to us if it was shown, but where is the fun in that and when did this dynamic duo ever make it easy for us. Meerab was Murtasim’s trial in love, their contentious actions were the audience’s trial to test our loyalty for TB, but if they didn’t fail each other how can we fail them. The final verdict is they might not have rewarded us, but they did not betray Meerab and Murtasim, so we pardon them.

Episode starts with the second ‘Qubool Hai’ ask from Maulvi to Haya, she had already said her first ‘Qubool Hai’. Murtasim leans in mouth parted ready to interrupt the ceremony when Meerab walks in, world stops spinning. If there was ever any doubt if Murtasim was going to marry Haya, then Haya herself clears this up with her diatribe. She is a lying delusional character whatever she says the opposite must be true. The fact that she firmly believes that if Meerab had not come Murtasim would have married her proves that he was never going to marry her regardless of whether Meerab showed up or not. The answer is not told instead shown to us as Haya is not dressed like Murtasim’s bride. Her fantasy the veil will cover her face when she married him is not realized because she is not his bride. She has no mehndi, she is not given the dignity of a full bridal regalia nor is she wearing maang tikka a critical piece of bridal jewelry, visually she is shown that she is no one’s bride let alone Murtasim’s.

Before Murtasim’s mock wedding to Haya, he said Meerab’s jewelry was her amanat which indicated that he intended for her to return one day to reclaim it back. Meerab’s most valuable amanat is Murtasim himself, do we really expect him to give himself up when he can’t even part with a piece of jewelry.

Once it was confirmed that Rohail did not instigate Meerab to leave him, he must know he gets the largest share of the blame in her staying away. His marriage to Haya is an act of treachery that will compound his sin and forever block her return to him. If he was saying and doing everything in his power to keep all avenues of her return open, why would he commit an evil deed at a time when he finally got hope from Saba that Meerab will return one day. In any other show we would have said hero will get cold feet at the last-minute and run after the heroine, but Murtasim was never your typical male lead. He had a purpose in announcing his wedding to Haya, he was determined at the engagement, and at the nuptials he looked every second of this nonsense was making him physically ill. Why put himself through this nightmare if he was never going to marry her?

Why is Murtasim hung up on Haya’s involvement in Meerab’s disappearance? He knows better than anyone that Meerab will do what she wants to do, Haya has no influence over either of them. Meerab herself said only she has the authority to detach Murtasim from her, no one has the power to separate them but themselves. He is not asking if Haya instigated Meerab to leave, only if she knew Meerab left because if she had informed the family earlier then he would have found Meerab sooner. If he truly believed Haya’s innocence, why is he asking Meerab for clarification, unless he always knew Haya was lying. This was a giant ruse from him to rid Haya from his house. What is consistent with Murtasim’s character is that he doesn’t get involved in house politics, he wanted his mother to throw Haya out. He was putting on a show like he knew nothing to force his mother’s hand and get rid of this nuisance. If Meerab hadn’t shown up when she did, he still would have called off the wedding and thrown her out. He resorted to staging the wedding because Haya was refusing to marry any man but him and he needed to give her shock treatment to put an end to her ails. He removes the ring from Haya’s fingers making sure to not even touch her while doing so. The Khan family rule states ‘Akhri faisla Murtasim ka hai’, but he doesn’t throw his weight around, he respects the dominion of his mother over the house, and he keeps his rule to the village.

Murtasim’s conversation with Farukh highlights how much wiser he has gotten. The earlier him would have lost it if he was lied to and his anger would have been provoked if Meerab and Meesam were addressed as another man’s wife and daughter. Farukh said it was Meerab’s decision to stay away, and for Murtasim ‘Meerab ki Marzi’ is gospel it overrides all other edicts. Him thanking and respecting Farukh means he is honoring his wife’s choice. Farukh returns Meerab’s chain back to him and calls it a symbol of their love. His problem with Rohail was never that he was a man, but he was a villain disguising as a friend. Thankfully they have gained a true lifelong friend in Farukh, they bid each other goodbyes for now and will be a part of each other lives.

PART-2 MEERAB-MURTASIM-MEESAM

Audiences had few questions that needed answers in the finale, but you will get what you are looking for if you asked the right questions. Tere Bin (TB) had always been about double speak dialogues, showing us their intentions more through their actions rather than telling us. That made this show and this couple both fascinating and frustrating to watch. Meerab and Murtasim are a secret, crack their code you will get more than your heart’s fill.

Murtasim’s is shocked at seeing Meerab, subconsciously walks towards her and flashbacks to the ishq conversation, his love trial is finally over. Anwar greets his daughter with a tearful hug, this was a father’s moment with his estranged daughter, and he said everything that the husband’s painful gaze was asking. Meerab is attacked by rubbish accusations, and Murtasim could not move quick enough to shield her. The wife is answerable to only her husband, her eyes fixed on him she says Meesam is Murtasim’s daughter. Visibly shaken he walks towards his child in amazement as tears drip down his face. He finally breaks his silence when Haya dares to touch what is precious to him. Murtasim’s famous ‘meri biwi hai’ dialogue is back, how much we missed hearing that, but that added ‘meri beti hai’ has a different command to it. Touch a man’s wife he will hunt you down but touch his daughter he will burn the world down. His final words ‘no one will question my wife and all he wanted was her to come back home’ proves two things, he never suspected of her having run off with Rohail and he was waiting for her to return. His vigil terminates if he took a second wife because he of all people should know Meerab will never return to a man to be his seconds, unless he was never planning on marrying Haya. The king has passed his judgement, snuff it Ma Begum and Haya, step aside Anwar your script is over.

Murtasim walks towards his family to reunite with them. His eyes shift from Meesam to Meerab, there is no blame or accusation there just disbelief. He knew his wife will make a spectacular entrance back into his life, shocking him with her actions is her specialty but he couldn’t have predicted this outcome. He is the luckiest unlucky father, he got rewarded for his patience with 2 in 1 bonus waiting in hell for his love to come back to him. Those that accept destiny’s gift with grace and humility will live to enjoy its fruits, but that fruit will rot if you dwell on the losses. It is sad he missed out on his baby’s first crawl, but he will be there to see her run, he missed out on her first tears, but he will make sure she never cries again, he might have missed out on her first word, but he is the only one she will call father. Murtasim puts his arms around his Meerab, cradles his child, they have eyes only for each other. She holds his finger as they walk away back to their world.

Meerab is back in their bedroom sitting on her side of the bed putting her daughter back to sleep. Murtasim and Meerab smile at each other at the mention of Meesam’s name. He is still processing he has become a father; he confirms with his wife on where to sit, how to touch and kiss his own daughter. He sits on Meerab’s side of the bed for the first time. He displays shyness as a new father, even though Meesam is his child he is new in his daughter’s life. He will not demand his rights he has to earn it, learn it, and own it. He is the hero of consent whether it is his rights as a husband or as a father he never acts entitled. He has taken the Japanese bullet train straight to his daughter’s heart, he will get there faster than Usain Bolt finishing the 100 m dash. Amongst all this tension we have comedy, who dare knock on the door and disturb his baby’s sleep. How many times have they been bothered before because of those untimely knocks, we finally see his aggravation as he stares down Saba scandalized. Farukh who he doesn’t care his attention is all on his sleeping angel. Wife must remind him that they must thank Farukh and he reluctantly parts from Meesam with another soft kiss.

Meerab has her ring, chain, and nose ring back. She has reclaimed her rightful place as Khan Murtasim Khan’s begum. She is lying on his side of the bed for the first time. Murtasim walks into the room quite as a mouse so as not to disturb Meesam’s nap. Meerab sees her husband take to the couch in a depressed state. He asks her to sit beside him on the sofa with a nervous please, she doesn’t know how to respond seeing his anxious state. He tells her this house, their room, everything is the same waiting for her to return. He was never going to marry and give rights to a new wife to change the very things he was painstakingly preserving for his beloved. He did not allow the room to be decorated to welcome a new bride because there was never going to be a wedding. He talks about conquering his biggest weakness his anger, but this change does not impress her it breaks her heart. He tells her he doesn’t exist without her, so him marrying Haya is him being suicidal, unless he never intended to.

A king kneels before his queen like he did once before to apologize and pleads with her to not leave him again. Murtasim’s affirmation of love for Meerab comes under duress for a third time. Loving Meerab is his greatest joy and his inevitable torment. He ran towards this pain willingly and would not abandon it even if it killed him. A man does not to need to become a devil for him to apologize. Men for generations are depicted so wickedly on TV that we instinctively jump to the worst conclusions. A husband who has no reservations in saying his pleases and thank-yous will apologize even if he did nothing wrong. What could he be apologizing for; as her shield failing in his duty to protect her from herself, walking out on her when she needed him the most, for not finding her sooner, for not deploying pest control on Haya, lacking in understanding of the Maryam debacle, being quick to anger, should have been more patient regarding Rohail.

Murtasim never demanded Meerab change for him, he will become whoever he wants her to be to live up to her expectations. Meerab doesn’t want this and is grieved at his vanquished state. Happiness of getting Meerab back in his life has dulled his senses. She teases him with ‘I won’t leave you on 1 condition’ but ends up making 4 conditions and he doesn’t recognize her prank till the 3rd condition. He suffers from contract PTSD, hearing the word ‘condition’ took him back to their wedding contract. She cheekily says her 3rd condition is no matter what happens ‘I am always right’. He realizes that she is not talking about what she expects from him, but about what she did to him and will continue to do like pestering him and making demands. He happily accepts all her conditions and Meerab gets what she really wants her husband’s smile back. They say their final vow together ‘Murtasim will always do what Meerab wants’. They get married again in front of their daughter and Meesam merrily waves back at them good job parents proud of you. The old contract is over, they have drafted a new contract and daughter is witness. They did not talk about what they lost but look forward to all they will gain.

Meerab has eyes on her husband and Murtasim has eyes on their daughter, they declare Meesam is pyari like the other at the same time. This is as close to a ‘I love you’ you will get from Meerab to Murtasim. He asks her to wipe away his tears but when she happily complies, he is not used to it pulls her hands away and cradles her head, he likes being her protector. He will learn to lean on her more as she gets stronger, they will become each other’s shield. Curtains fall on Meerab and Murtasim’s world, we are not privy to rest of their conversation as we bid them goodbye.

This was never a story where the man was waiting for the woman to say I love you. Murtasim always knew Meerab loved him; his only panic was that she would leave him, and she promises she will never do that again assuaging his fears forever. He confirmed her feelings post the fish allergy incident when he teased her about having fallen in love with him. She of course vehemently denies it and his look was happier than when Sherlock Holmes cracked a case. He got what he wanted in episode 14 and we heard what we were begging for when she confessed her feelings in episode 57. Meerab is a puzzle for us, and her declaration of love was for the world as he predicted. He perhaps got the decibel of her admission wrong oh well he can’t get it all right. He knew who she was and what he needed to wait for.

Meerab has become a lawyer after a time skip. With or without a degree she was, is and will always be Murtasim’s pride, but now she can be proud of herself too. A wife’s victory is a husband’s victory, he is buoyed seeing her glowing face. Her identity is full restored, she is the influence behind her husband’s reign, she has her own responsibilities as Khaani, she is a mother, she is a wife, and she has a career of her own. It was she that reaches out to hold Ma Begum’s hands a sign that the past is behind them, and they are truly family now. She has her mother in law’s support and her husband’s unwavering devotion, it took her a detour to get to the life she wanted but she finally did. The real power between the trinity is her, to the victor goes the spoils she walks away confident to see her daughter.

Murtasim once promised Meerab he would show her around the fields and now he is. He is leading her in his protective role like he has done so many times before, but never again will he turn his back on her. They will head to their destination together with smiles on their face. She has her dupatta out, she is an uncaged bird flying, he joins her and lets her fly to her heart’s content during the day. She is not in her signature closed arms stance, her arms open to the skies, she is ready to give and receive love without any fear or reservations. When dusk sets in he gently grabs the dupatta to wrap her up to protect her from the cold and darkness, he caresses her gently as he takes back under his shelter.

CAPTION- The struggle in any love story is getting to the I love you stage, but what if falling in love is the easy part. Tere Bin is a story not about a couple falling in love with each other but inspiring each other to reach their highest potential whilst learning to share a life together.

In bold …I love it . You have worded everything beautifully .

In red …. It was MB who got her dressed or she herself chose this attire for her wedding and in none of the case they would do it on purpose or think nikah won’t take place …this wedding look could have been because it was going to be a simple ceremony or maybe because she wanted to look a bit different or whatever.

In green … that’s the reason I can not understand this nikah track . Absolutely horrendous but I chose to overlook because we got a happy end.

In blue … this is the only part I don’t agree with you. Till Meerab came , Murtsaum believed Haya when she says earlier in the dining room that she didn’t see Meerab the day she left the house at night . He himself says that he believed her earlier but is not going to believe her now so there was no reason for Murtsaum to take this route of going to the alter and then abandoning her at the Qubool Hai moment . That’s just not like Murtsaum. That’s just not him at all.This would be a big insult to his family and the daughter of the family and he wouldn’t do that . Never . Sorry but this is my opinion , 1000% i feel this way.

Rest of the analysis is stupendous….each and every word is a delight to read, it’s like one is not satisfied reading it just once …it has to be read again and again and still you have the craving to go on reading and the last paragraph of the khet scene toh is …OMG …OMG….I am speechless ….I don’t even know how to applaud you for it …as of now I am not able to find words in my vocabulary to compliment you on capturing the essence of this khet scene so beautifully but I might come back to compliment you on this when I am able find a few words to pen down. Take a bow Gundamwing, a Japanese style bow and a tight hug.🤗

. I forgot to applaud you for one thing in my earlier comment …. 🎩 Hats off to you on your observation of the symbolism of Haya not being in a REAL bridal attire. 👍👍👏👏👏 none of us noticed that …. Now if we compare Meerab as a bride and Haya as a bride , there would be absolutely no comparison at all… one was fully decked as a bride whereas other in comparison was dressed like she is going to someone else’s wedding ….. now I don’t know if it was deliberate from the makers because they knew ultimately she won’t be getting married so they wanted her dressed this way as symbolic or just like that it happened but khudos and three cheers 🍻 to you for noticing it .

After almost a week+ of TB-detachment, I came back to the TB world and thought of penning down something for the one last time. Not sure if anyone is interested in reading anymore, but, oh well...! I just need to let these out. The whole writing was becoming longer, so thought of posting this part first.

Though I am really tempted to write on their ‘silent’ conversation (even at the risk of being repetitive, as I’ve already wrote on that scene), I am going to stop myself – the emotions of that scene are beautifully laid on the screen, I just love watching it!

Still here in my heart, like you’ve never left

Murtasim stands still, utter shock evident in his eyes of seeing his wife walking into the room after two painful years. He remembers their conversation on ‘mohabbat and ishq’, his agonizing endurance ceasing at the sight of his Meerab, her presence breathing life into his existence. The shock of her walking back to him leaving him speechless – Does this mean he triumphed in his ‘ishq’? He silently watches Anwar embracing his daughter, them having their moment, still, the shock rendering him voiceless. He drinks in the vision, the elixir for his sore eyes, like a parched man.

Through all this, Haya was still seated, her mind-racing as she knows that her final and the biggest scheming is at the verge of failing stupendously, her eyes darting to the little one in Meerab’s arms. A one final attempt to save her ‘chaal’, she stands up taking Rohail’s name, trying her tested lie to malign Meerab’s character – she cleverly dismisses Saba’s claims, and breathlessly accuses Meerab, targeting the sour spot of MB. She is trying to salvage the situation for her benefit. The whole ‘Rohail accusation’ going out of proportion could also be Haya’s handy work. In his fit of anger as a response to Anwar, Murtasim blurted that ‘Rohail has taken her away’ (Ep. 51), which was heard by the witch (she seriously is everywhere!). His wordings were clear, he didn’t say that ‘Meerab has gone away with Rohail’, and never once after this he affirmed this fact to anyone of the family, though he was searching for Rohail (coincidently Rohail was missing too, and he once had almost kidnapped Meerab). So, it was highly possible that the rumor got wings in Haya’s hands – though MB and Murtasim’s conversation came before this scene, it could be an editing mistake as it was never shown how MB got to know about Rohail. Based on the evil grins Haya gave every time MB accused Meerab on this regard, it is safe to assume that it was Haya who kept that flame alive.

With her tirade Haya is successful in instigating MB to question Meerab. Meerab looks at her baby once, before delivering the truth, not to anyone else in the room, but directly to the man himself, her eyes holding a challenge. She was never answerable to anyone, but her husband. In Ep. 55, Meerab expressed her fear of the Khan family questioning her child’s existence, she doubted that the exact questions will be thrown her way if her to return with her baby. The man in question in his shocked stupor of seeing his wife after two years has not uttered a single word, and his wife’s first set of words hits him like a thunderbolt shaking him to his core – talk about her ‘surprising skills’! All the while, till then, his eyes were trying to absorb the woman in front of him, like a parched man, his eyes were soaking in her presence. With her revelation, he slowly starts to walk towards her as if in a trance, his eyes finally registering and acknowledging the little one in her arms. When Meerab spoke next, affirming her previous words, he darts his leaking eyes away from the baby to look at her – his eyes a mixture of pain, hurt and disbelief; hers pained, almost apologetic and with a hope that he’d believe her. Haya continues with her diatribe – with slight head shake Meerab denies that she knew about the wedding, she defiantly looks when her child’s parentage was questioned. Both Anwar and Saba are look at Murtasim, wanting him to react, to do something to stop this whole onslaught, the witch is claiming things that were never hers, why is he not reacting? The man is stupefied with overwhelming emotions and has become completely immune to all the chaos surrounded him, didn’t even flinch when Haya pushed Anwar – his wife had willingly walked into his life and while he was hurting, crying and pinning for her and wallowing over his ‘lost’ love, his woman had held onto their love and nurtured it in the most beautiful way possible, could he ask more from her? He only had this hope of her returning to him, and she had returned, and how?

Finally, he decides to break his silence, silencing everyone else in the room, throwing a bucket of cold water on Haya’s verbal and physical attack – ‘meri biwi’ has been the common statement in his book, but the man finally decides to claim his daughter with such conviction, his lady looks at him with astonishment; if there was any grudge or hurt in her heart for seeing him where he was, everything disappearing into thin air. He is forgiven, no questions asked, as she is forgiven! No one could dare to question his wife, as it did not matter to him, all that mattered was that she was back! Murtasim had always practiced very discreet methods to deal with people, especially his family members. He handles things in isolation, with utmost respect, as to not disrespect one relation in the hand of the other – best example being the way he addressed his mother and wife after the Walima slap. The only time he deviated from this was when the truth of their contract came in front of the family. Like that time, his wife’s kirdaar is being questioned, but there is more to the accusations, it is his little girl – no one should dare to point fingers at his precious, he delivers his final verdict – his wife and his daughter are finally back at where they rightfully belong, nothing else mattered to him and rest should also bow down to his command – period!

Their world – where life begins and love never ends…

His eyes softens as he looks back at his wife, exhaling slightly, starts to walk towards his family. His eyes and mind in a sweet dilemma, altering between his queen and his princess. He looks at his little girl with myriad of emotions shining in his eyes and looks back at his wife with a wonder and a question; and her stare is a giveaway of her helplessness; she was not keeping their child away from him, just trying to get hold of herself, of everything that happened, like always he understood her. He softly touches his baby, as to convince himself that he is not walking through a dream and looks at his wife as to seeking her permission to have his rights on their little one. Meerab gazes down at their daughter with a watery, soft smile, with the pride of a mother and lets her husband take over. He has just become a father, no pre-warnings, no pre-preparations; he holds his daughter just driven by his instincts and emotions; the love, pain and happiness leaking through his eyes, bumps his head with the tiny head and holds the baby close to his heart. The baby girl is not really happy that she is taken away from her mumma, so, she flails her hand towards her mother, while crying. The realization hurt him anew, he is a stranger for their baby, but not anymore. He gently put his hand around his wife, his gaze not leaving her eyes, his baby secured in his arms in an awkward position (he is new to this, isn’t he?) and ushers his world away from the prying eyes. As to create their own personal cocoon, Meerab delicately places her hand on Meesam’s leg, softly grazing her husband’s finger – they will survive, they have each other to hold onto.

Murtasim walked into the room, his eyes not leaving his sleeping daughter. In the privacy of their room, he could question her, she is a bit apprehensive of what to expect, her eyes are down casted. He does not need answers to all those questions anymore, he never wanted them anyways, his wife has answered all his questions just by walking back to him, not to forget with a token of their love. His eyes holds a melancholy when he asked the simplest of the question – what is the name of their baby? He lets the name roll through his tongue, like a prayer and looks at his wife smiling with pride at their baby. He realizes what the name signifies (as cheesy as it may sound!), he looks at her with love, understanding that he was always there with them, that she had made sure of that. Could he be a part of the little world the mother-daughter duo has created? When he held the baby earlier, he was overwhelmed with everything, but now all these are slowly sinking in, he is determined to do things in a right way. The child is sleeping, is it OK for him to touch her? He asks his wife, and his touch is feathery, his look is of wonder, almost reverence. As if he cannot stop himself, that there is pull on him to shower his love upon his baby, he once again seeks permission from her mumma. He softly kisses her, pouring all his love, but his beard prickles the munchkin disturbing her sleep momentarily, as if to sooth it he delicately touches her cheek, wipes away his tear drop before it drops and disturbs the baby. He was aware that his heart is filled with the love he has for his wife, but where was all this love for his little girl hidden, she had opened a place in his heart of which he never knew the existence. Many a time, they were disturbed by knocks, never he was bothered by them, but the new father cannot afford anyone disturbing the peaceful slumber of his princess – he is irritated, he gives the ‘unbelievable’ look to Saba. When Meerab takes his name, Murtasim partially tears his gaze away from his daughter, almost reluctant, but there are things that await his attention, he can steal few more minutes with his baby, he gently keeps his lips on his baby’s forehead without disturbing her this time – he can learn fast, right? ❤️

To be contd. 😊

Gunn, your finale analysis is here. This is beautiful as always. There are some eye opening points, I would like to read this leisurely and watch the episode again so that your words could sink in (you were right, the episode is ageing well!). Will be back, with my thoughts on this 😊

Suoerb, superb analysis .!! Loved it so much..you have captured and analysed those first few moments of Meerasim so beautifully…Murtasum just does not have it in him to move past Meerab. She was...is and will remain the reason why he breathes today...she is his soul...his heartbeat and he keeps her in himself as he continues to breathe. Also loved how you have written about Murtasum’s annoyance on the “knocking” part bit.

Update soon, will be waiting .

Thank you so much Anu, for a bit I thought we will not get to hear your analysis.., each and every word is so dear.. don’t worry about the length .. it needs all the love .. this episode was ❤️❤️❤️ please do write about their silent conversation .. 🤗🤗🤗

Originally posted by: anu41982

After almost a week+ of TB-detachment, I came back to the TB world and thought of penning down something for the one last time. Not sure if anyone is interested in reading anymore, but, oh well...! I just need to let these out. The whole writing was becoming longer, so thought of posting this part first.

Though I am really tempted to write on their ‘silent’ conversation (even at the risk of being repetitive, as I’ve already wrote on that scene), I am going to stop myself – the emotions of that scene are beautifully laid on the screen, I just love watching it!

Still here in my heart, like you’ve never left

Murtasim stands still, utter shock evident in his eyes of seeing his wife walking into the room after two painful years. He remembers their conversation on ‘mohabbat and ishq’, his agonizing endurance ceasing at the sight of his Meerab, her presence breathing life into his existence. The shock of her walking back to him leaving him speechless – Does this mean he triumphed in his ‘ishq’? He silently watches Anwar embracing his daughter, them having their moment, still, the shock rendering him voiceless. He drinks in the vision, the elixir for his sore eyes, like a parched man.

Through all this, Haya was still seated, her mind-racing as she knows that her final and the biggest scheming is at the verge of failing stupendously, her eyes darting to the little one in Meerab’s arms. A one final attempt to save her ‘chaal’, she stands up taking Rohail’s name, trying her tested lie to malign Meerab’s character – she cleverly dismisses Saba’s claims, and breathlessly accuses Meerab, targeting the sour spot of MB. She is trying to salvage the situation for her benefit. The whole ‘Rohail accusation’ going out of proportion could also be Haya’s handy work. In his fit of anger as a response to Anwar, Murtasim blurted that ‘Rohail has taken her away’ (Ep. 51), which was heard by the witch (she seriously is everywhere!). His wordings were clear, he didn’t say that ‘Meerab has gone away with Rohail’, and never once after this he affirmed this fact to anyone of the family, though he was searching for Rohail (coincidently Rohail was missing too, and he once had almost kidnapped Meerab). So, it was highly possible that the rumor got wings in Haya’s hands – though MB and Murtasim’s conversation came before this scene, it could be an editing mistake as it was never shown how MB got to know about Rohail. Based on the evil grins Haya gave every time MB accused Meerab on this regard, it is safe to assume that it was Haya who kept that flame alive.

With her tirade Haya is successful in instigating MB to question Meerab. Meerab looks at her baby once, before delivering the truth, not to anyone else in the room, but directly to the man himself, her eyes holding a challenge. She was never answerable to anyone, but her husband. In Ep. 55, Meerab expressed her fear of the Khan family questioning her child’s existence, she doubted that the exact questions will be thrown her way if her to return with her baby. The man in question in his shocked stupor of seeing his wife after two years has not uttered a single word, and his wife’s first set of words hits him like a thunderbolt shaking him to his core – talk about her ‘surprising skills’! All the while, till then, his eyes were trying to absorb the woman in front of him, like a parched man, his eyes were soaking in her presence. With her revelation, he slowly starts to walk towards her as if in a trance, his eyes finally registering and acknowledging the little one in her arms. When Meerab spoke next, affirming her previous words, he darts his leaking eyes away from the baby to look at her – his eyes a mixture of pain, hurt and disbelief; hers pained, almost apologetic and with a hope that he’d believe her. Haya continues with her diatribe – with slight head shake Meerab denies that she knew about the wedding, she defiantly looks when her child’s parentage was questioned. Both Anwar and Saba are look at Murtasim, wanting him to react, to do something to stop this whole onslaught, the witch is claiming things that were never hers, why is he not reacting? The man is stupefied with overwhelming emotions and has become completely immune to all the chaos surrounded him, didn’t even flinch when Haya pushed Anwar – his wife had willingly walked into his life and while he was hurting, crying and pinning for her and wallowing over his ‘lost’ love, his woman had held onto their love and nurtured it in the most beautiful way possible, could he ask more from her? He only had this hope of her returning to him, and she had returned, and how?

Finally, he decides to break his silence, silencing everyone else in the room, throwing a bucket of cold water on Haya’s verbal and physical attack – ‘meri biwi’ has been the common statement in his book, but the man finally decides to claim his daughter with such conviction, his lady looks at him with astonishment; if there was any grudge or hurt in her heart for seeing him where he was, everything disappearing into thin air. He is forgiven, no questions asked, as she is forgiven! No one could dare to question his wife, as it did not matter to him, all that mattered was that she was back! Murtasim had always practiced very discreet methods to deal with people, especially his family members. He handles things in isolation, with utmost respect, as to not disrespect one relation in the hand of the other – best example being the way he addressed his mother and wife after the Walima slap. The only time he deviated from this was when the truth of their contract came in front of the family. Like that time, his wife’s kirdaar is being questioned, but there is more to the accusations, it is his little girl – no one should dare to point fingers at his precious, he delivers his final verdict – his wife and his daughter are finally back at where they rightfully belong, nothing else mattered to him and rest should also bow down to his command – period!

Their world – where life begins and love never ends…

His eyes softens as he looks back at his wife, exhaling slightly, starts to walk towards his family. His eyes and mind in a sweet dilemma, altering between his queen and his princess. He looks at his little girl with myriad of emotions shining in his eyes and looks back at his wife with a wonder and a question; and her stare is a giveaway of her helplessness; she was not keeping their child away from him, just trying to get hold of herself, of everything that happened, like always he understood her. He softly touches his baby, as to convince himself that he is not walking through a dream and looks at his wife as to seeking her permission to have his rights on their little one. Meerab gazes down at their daughter with a watery, soft smile, with the pride of a mother and lets her husband take over. He has just become a father, no pre-warnings, no pre-preparations; he holds his daughter just driven by his instincts and emotions; the love, pain and happiness leaking through his eyes, bumps his head with the tiny head and holds the baby close to his heart. The baby girl is not really happy that she is taken away from her mumma, so, she flails her hand towards her mother, while crying. The realization hurt him anew, he is a stranger for their baby, but not anymore. He gently put his hand around his wife, his gaze not leaving her eyes, his baby secured in his arms in an awkward position (he is new to this, isn’t he?) and ushers his world away from the prying eyes. As to create their own personal cocoon, Meerab delicately places her hand on Meesam’s leg, softly grazing her husband’s finger – they will survive, they have each other to hold onto.

Murtasim walked into the room, his eyes not leaving his sleeping daughter. In the privacy of their room, he could question her, she is a bit apprehensive of what to expect, her eyes are down casted. He does not need answers to all those questions anymore, he never wanted them anyways, his wife has answered all his questions just by walking back to him, not to forget with a token of their love. His eyes holds a melancholy when he asked the simplest of the question – what is the name of their baby? He lets the name roll through his tongue, like a prayer and looks at his wife smiling with pride at their baby. He realizes what the name signifies (as cheesy as it may sound!), he looks at her with love, understanding that he was always there with them, that she had made sure of that. Could he be a part of the little world the mother-daughter duo has created? When he held the baby earlier, he was overwhelmed with everything, but now all these are slowly sinking in, he is determined to do things in a right way. The child is sleeping, is it OK for him to touch her? He asks his wife, and his touch is feathery, his look is of wonder, almost reverence. As if he cannot stop himself, that there is pull on him to shower his love upon his baby, he once again seeks permission from her mumma. He softly kisses her, pouring all his love, but his beard prickles the munchkin disturbing her sleep momentarily, as if to sooth it he delicately touches her cheek, wipes away his tear drop before it drops and disturbs the baby. He was aware that his heart is filled with the love he has for his wife, but where was all this love for his little girl hidden, she had opened a place in his heart of which he never knew the existence. Many a time, they were disturbed by knocks, never he was bothered by them, but the new father cannot afford anyone disturbing the peaceful slumber of his princess – he is irritated, he gives the ‘unbelievable’ look to Saba. When Meerab takes his name, Murtasim partially tears his gaze away from his daughter, almost reluctant, but there are things that await his attention, he can steal few more minutes with his baby, he gently keeps his lips on his baby’s forehead without disturbing her this time – he can learn fast, right? ❤️

To be contd. 😊

.Anu , along with Rumi , it’s my request too that pl write on their silent last few minutes conversation… many of ppl I know have trouble with it , they are not able to understand the depth of the entire scenerio , i know that it had a deep meaning , without saying , a lot has been said and understood but not really able to put it in words like you would . I would like to pass it on to my friends too who are soar about it so pl do write .

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‘Qubool hai?’…err…may be not!

‘Murtasim had something up on his sleeves when he declared that he’d marry Haya’ was what I always believed. So, after watching the finale episode couple of times, I withdrew myself completely from TB, thinking that I’d revisit last couple of episodes to reevaluate my perception, as I firmly believed that Murtasim would not give the right of being his wife to anyone, but Meerab. Even if he had activated his ‘self-destructive’ mode, as I believed at one point, it should have been his last resort – his akhri ummeed of her returning to him. So, neither Meerab knew about the wedding when she decided to return (for which I am more than glad, as it made her decision all the more about their love than anything or anyone), nor MK had any plans with Farukkh or Saba. So, where did I go wrong? TB has been always a frustratingly layered story, like there are more than one story within the narrative, which layer to be de-layered would be the viewers’ choice! So, I rewatched from ~Ep. 50, to renegotiate my perception of Murtasim’s decision. He was calculative alright, but his plan was not directed to lure his wife as I presumed earlier, but to shut Haya off once and for all.

What would have been the best punishment for Haya’s scheming? I have stated this before as well, contrary to fandoms demand, Murtasim was never shown as someone who fancies in meddling with decisions taken within the house. It is MB’s territory, and he has never interfered in her decisions, except when it was about his wife. So, even sending Haya into exile is not a decision he would have made. Haya was taken under their wings by his mother, and he regards her decisions with respect. So, it was not his place to punish Haya that way. If she to be punished, then it should be coming from his mother.

In Ep. 55, he pleads his mother not to request him to marry Haya, so, what has happened that he changed his mind within a span of a mere conversation? On the dining table, when Haya is busy playing the victim card of her one-sided love (I must say that the biggest torture of rewatching these episodes was to tolerate Haya feigning innocence!), Murtasim takes his time to sit properly, and gives the same look he gave her before the ‘Zeher lagti ho’ dialogue – chalo, let’s hear what story you have this time! He declares that he doesn’t need anything from her, but the woman had the audacity to compare her selfish ‘love’ to his wife’s love for him, she doesn’t stop there and goes ahead to put Meerab’s unfaithfulness in front of him. Then comes his question, which becomes the crux of his whole decision – Haya’s lie is blatant and elaborated, at its deliverance, he blinks, looks at her with pity – he didn’t believe her, and she lost her one last chance to earn his forgiveness! Not only the conniving woman is delusional, but his mother was also duped into believing her ‘love’ and her ‘innocence’. Why is Murtasim so fixated on knowing whether Haya was there when Meerab left? His ‘biwi’ is the queen of her will and by now he had understood that she has left on her own will. And giving the credit to a third person for what has happened between the husband and wife itself is demeaning their own relationship – no third person has any importance between them. Although he fully knew Haya’s involvement in the ‘hug’ on that night, he never acknowledged it after and never questioned or blamed Haya about that, not even a slight indication came from his side that Haya’s ‘hug’ caused all the trouble in their world. Because that was the truth, it was them and them only who were responsible in breaking or making their relationship – no Haya or no Rohail can have any influence on this alpha couple! When he first learned that Meerab was missing, he rather angrily questioned Haya first about his wife’s whereabouts. She went into their room to come back with his wife’s ring as it was waiting for her to be found, and later, he knew Haya was in their room searching for the ring. All these pointing to his awareness that Haya knew his wife was missing before he found out. His greatest culpability in his wife’s disappearance was his inability to be there for her that night – he ran away, took his time out, prolonged facing his wife as much as he could; all these lead to lessening his chances of finding her absence sooner. May be the watchman informed that he called the landline trying to inform about their Khani’s departure, which did not reach him. Whatever it was, Murtasim was aware that Haya knew when his wife left, and she selfishly did not let him know that, obstructing any possibility of him finding his wife.

So, it is a given that Haya should be shown her position, his mother should be the one who could make the decision of casting out Haya from the family and she should be convinced about Haya’s misdeeds to make that decision. Further, the best way to defeat Haya in her own game is to bring her closest possible to the finish line and disclose that no one was even considering her for the trophy – leave her stranded! So, Murtasim goes through the engagement – his eyes conveying that as if he is enduring an excruciating pain, he reluctantly gives away his wife’s ring (this was my ‘sour’ point for the longest during the last 10 days, but I had made my peace with it – It was necessary that the ring was given to her for it to be snatched away later!), does not let her put the ring on his finger, and walks out from there. ‘Till the time I don’t see her face, may I not die’ – the wish came from Anwar’s mouth, but Murtasim’s silence and teary eyes were the ones that screamed those words. Later in the night, during his conversation with Bakthu, he repeats ‘ishq’ three times – in reverence, as a vow, as a pledge that triumphs all his mortal bonds. He refuses to give away his wife’s jewelleries, claiming those to be her ‘amaanat’. The wedding should be simple, should only have the engagement attendees, no grandeur to be granted – take it or leave it. All the while, Murtasim lets Haya to float within her delusional contentment. During Saba’s arrival, Haya’s interference is intolerable, if looks could kill, she would have been dead on the spot, but he lets her blabber, only once shushing her. At the end of this scene, he slightly nods his head as to convince himself that his Meerab will come to him, regardless of how long it will take, he can still keep his hopes alive.

It was not shown how he would have stopped the marriage, but if I was to believe that Murtasim would have gone ahead with the marriage, I would need to unsee all the above. And doubt everything Murtasim had said, the character that was painstakingly developed through 50+ episodes would have meant nothing then. So, I don’t know how, but he was going to stop the marriage proceedings in the middle, and I am going to trust the MK we know! So, there was no possibility of getting a ‘Qubool hai’ from him for anyone, but for his beloved Meerab! So, ‘hows’ do not matter. As if the universe is conspiring for him, unknown to him, his wife walks in – halting everything. Cut to the confrontation scene, the same question is repeated, this time Infront of Meerab and MB. Her reply is animated and emotionless – a practiced lie delivered mechanically. MK does not believe her, but he needs the truth from the horse’s mouth to put an end to the whole façade. The ring she ardently desired, and the power she tirelessly sought; none of which were truly hers to begin with, were ruthlessly snatched away, so that their rightful owner is reinstated. Simply like that Haya got her comeuppance – she almost had everything, but she got nothing in the end. Left alone as a bride with no one of her own, her eyes devoid of tears - not even her tears giving her company in her defeat!

Their happily ever after….

When Murtasim walks into their room, he is greeted with his wife and daughter fully taken over his bed – his wife on his side and his daughter on his wife’s side. He looks at them with a bit of awe and disbelief, despite the tiresome events of the day, his heart finally at peace. He is ready to retire for the day and sits on his ‘designated’ bed. Meerab’s eyes follow his husband – a shell of the man she previously knew, then to her side of the bed to note the missing pillow on her side and back onto his regular bed – realization dawns, she slowly walks and stops in front of him. Everything is kept as when she left, he had imagined her presence in her absence (how would he have let another woman to take over their room, when he himself was unable to do so?), he confirms. Nothing has changed, except him, he tells her; he gets less angry now, he says with a watery smile. During her time away, Meerab has changed as well, but her change was inevitable and natural, having their child has changed her positively, whereas the grief has changed him. He seems almost defeated and desolated, the wife is not happy with the change, her heart heavy knowing that it is possibly her absence that has made him not so him. So, she questions him. He contemplates, how could he explain it to her, he pleads her to sit next to him, his voice breaking in between, evidence of his extreme emotional vulnerability. He needed to have her next to him – as if to convince himself of her presence, as against his better judgment, he still believes that she would leave, disappear into thin air, not even giving him the chance to find her. It was her who ousted him from his bed on their wedding night and assigned the couch as his bed. They have only sat on a couch next to each other during their wedding festivities, never together after that. His ‘please’ reaches her ears, an aching plea, as a dying man’s wish. She hesitantly walks and sits beside him, her eyes anxiously watching her husband, wanting to take away the agony that churns within him and not knowing how to, she patiently waits him to lay his heart bear. Tum ho tho sab hain, tum se sab hain (Most of the loopholes that were left unresolved are forgiven, just for this dialogue!) – he was a lone lion ruling his kingdom, he had everything and everyone under his reign, but there was no one for him till she waltzed into his life. If she is not with him, nothing else mattered. Everything he has, hold no meaning without her presence in his life. He is nothing without her. He kneels in front of his beloved and apologizes – for what? For everything and anything that needed to be apologized, he is sorry for any mistake of his, his wife can pick – her choice and bows his head holding both her hands within his. He can be anything she wanted him to be, just if she is with him. Loving her is the most exquisite form of self-destruction, he knew, a journey that he willingly undertook. He pleads her not to leave him again. He confesses his love, she already knew, but he needed her to know again. She cries with him and for him. She wills her husband to be the best version of him, to see those carefree smiles of him. Once he requested her to take care of them for that he knew she is the stronger one among them. He is her protector, but she is his keeper. She is going to agree to his request of not leaving him on ‘one’ condition – which turns out to be a list of conditions. Murtasim’s looks at her dumbfounded, his expression almost comical – another condition, he walked into this willingly, didn’t he? He promised her anything, so he nods eagerly, ready to accept anything that she demands. It was only after agreeing to her second condition that his eyes regain their shine, realizing his Meerab is pulling his leg. He vows with her – her last condition, Murtasim pe hamesha Meerab ki marzi challengi – in her mischievous Meerab style, she was claiming her right of being his better half, she will be the one who has the say on him, till the eternity. They both laugh together, a hearty laugh marking their journey together. But all said and done, he needs to hear in words that she would not leave him again, he has harbored that fear for too long and he has seen it becoming a reality, so he needed the assurance. She gives him that, she will not be able to leave him anymore – this is as close as a love confession for Meerab, she has accepted that he completes her as much as she of him. They are incomplete without each other, she has sweetly surrendered into this reality, so she reassures him that she won’t be able to leave him, not anymore. It is as good as she confesses her love for him, and anyways when did the man need words of love from his wife, he always knew she loves him, just her acceptance was missing. Her coming back to him willingly is all the acceptance he needed. Should there be an apology from her too like everybody wanted? No, the husband never needed one, his Meerab never apologizes, and he does not want any from her, he always understood her unsaid, so whom are we to demand one? She looks at him with eyes full of love, while he is admiring their baby girl making those adorable faces. She wipes his tears, a first for her, stars in their eyes, their happy moment continues with their sweet observer – they will have their happily ever after!

Cut to the time leap, Meerab walks in as a lawyer her husband right behind her, reminiscent of how they walked in after their midnight Karachchi trip in Ep. 06. Unlike that time, she is beaming, and his eyes are full of pride, she turns to connect her eyes with him, together they have become the best versions of each other. His mother cups her face and kisses his daughter-in-law’s forehead, pride evident in her eyes. Meerab reaches to squeeze her mother-in-law’s hand briefly and walks towards their room while her husband and his mother look at her proudly. Meerab had dreamt of achieving something for her and after trials and tribulations, Meerab Murtasim Khan has accomplished all that and much more.

Their journey together has just begun… ❤️