:04:03
I told you to
keep the place tidy.
:04:07
If that manuscript was here,
then where has it got to?
:04:15
What do you know then?
- He wished you good morning.
:04:19
Fool! I mean about
the manuscript?
:04:22
You've looked at my things?
:04:26
Wings?
:04:30
This is a newspaper
office, not a birdhouse!
:04:34
Wings, indeed!
:04:35
Things, Have you read
the poem I left?
:04:39
I have.
:04:41
Did you like them?
You'll publish them?
:04:44
Why should l?
I haven't lost my mind.
:04:48
Call this gibberish poetry? It's
a crusade against unemployment.
:04:52
Poetry deals with delicacies.
You must write poems about love.
:04:59
You are incomparable, Sir!
:05:01
Write about intoxications..
:05:04
..the beauty of a cup,
or a fine woman.
:05:10
Shut up. You don't write poetry.
:05:13
Have you read poets
like Mir and Momin?
:05:17
Yes, and Josh and Faiz too, who
are beyond your comprehension.
:05:22
Give me my poems.
- We will find them later.
:05:29
What do you think
you're doing, young man?
:05:43
What right have you
to throw away my poems?
:05:47
Should I make a
paper hat of them?
:05:51
Don't insult them by
wearing them on a hollow head.
:05:54
My head? Hollow?
:05:57
How about yours?
If you're a poet, I'm a donkey!