How many lives have been spent on 'Ishq' of two and a half letters?

- Kafia- Mudassar

- Crimewatch-Mahesh Yagnik

- 'I will never make Jambura a son-in-law who makes my foolish daughter so mad by falling in love. Seeing Salma's face, the liar has trapped her. '

'Turn off the TV and sit down to study. Now your father will come to eat. If its skull is hot, it will collapse. Turn off the TV. '

Kafiabanu turned off the TV, threatening the three children. The eldest daughter Salma is seventeen years old, the youngest Rose is sixteen years old and the son Dilavarkhan is fifteen years old. (All three children's names have been changed.)

Mohammad Isha's wife, who lives in Ayubnagar ward in Bilaria Ganj village near Azamgarh in Uttar Pradesh, was threatening her children. Mohammed Isha's saloon was booming in Geria Bazaar. He himself is a master craftsman but his nature is as sharp as the edge of a lining. Father's strong fear of both daughters. The son also sits in the presence of the father.

The last week of February, 2017 was cold. At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, both Salma and Rose came home from school together. As usual, the two sisters sat together and ate from the same plate. The building was large so two rooms were allotted to him for the study of the children. Salma is big, so she studies one room alone, the other room with roses and dilawar. The TV was in the drawing room. The children would watch the programs in their presence when the parents turned it on after dinner.

'Bring a reunion from Halimamasi's house.' At four o'clock in the evening, while Salma was reading in her room, Kafia stood at the door and instructed her. 'Our three bowls are at home, reminding you to take them.'

'Send roses.' Salma said looking in front of the mother. 'I have a lot of homework left.'

Listening to that dialogue, Rose came running. He raised Salman. 'Come on, I'm coming with you. Let's both go to Halimachachi's house. ' Salma confessed defeat against her younger sister's love. The two sisters left the house.

Five minutes after the two left, Kafiabanu's ears lit up. Quickly lifting his legs, he went to Salma's room. The mobile phone was ringing from the school bag that Salma used to take to school every day. He opened the file with trembling hands. Her heart started pounding when she saw the new Nakkor mobile ringing inside. Ya Allah! Where did this girl get such an expensive mobile? Why keep it hidden in a file? The ring was ringing and the face of a handsome young man was shining on the screen.

He was staring at the mobile with great embarrassment. The ring stopped ringing so he put the mobile back in the office and went to the kitchen.

Kafia's brain was dizzy. Salma is not small, she is clever, if she asks about this mobile, she is a master who can give round answers. If her father asks, she will not be able to manipulate Salman. Determined to talk to her husband at night, she acted as if nothing had happened.

At night Kafiabanu spoke softly to Mohammad Isha and at the same time joined hands and begged him to ask her gently. Our daughter is innocent. This is a mistake, but be merciful. Threaten him, but don't fight. Mohammad Isha's laman's veins were bursting, but considering his wife's prayers, he only agreed to interrogate her.

He came home at four o'clock the next day. A and Kafia both entered Salma's room together so Salma was shocked. The father immediately picked up his daughter's briefcase and pulled out a new smart phone. Although his face was flushed with anger, he asked lightly. 'If I tell the truth, I will forgive you. Answer. Where did you get this phone? '

Without answering, Salma sat down looking down. 'This is what your mother forced me to swear, otherwise I would have got the answer in two slaps. Ball first, where did you get the phone from? '

The teenager, who fell in love at a fascinated age, raised her neck and looked at her parents and asked hesitantly. "If I tell the truth, will you hit me or not?"

"If I tell you the truth, your father will forgive you." Kafia reassured the daughter.

"This mobile was given to me as a gift by a boy." Saying this, Salma nodded again and added in a slow voice. 'I like that. He is also madly in love with me. We promised to marry each other! '

Mohammad Isha and Kafia trembled as if an earthquake had hit. Before Mohammad Isha gets angry and raises her hand, Kafia pulls Salman to her side and gently explains. 'Betty, you are still stupid and foolish. How did you get stuck in flirting instead of studying at this age? Who is it? '

His name is Mudassar. His father Azam Khan has a shop in Nasirpur village. Mudassar has come here to study Hafiz at Jamiatul Falah Madrasa. He saw me and I liked him so he comes to see me every day after school. He gave this mobile as a gift. It has only one number. ' Salma asked in a wet voice, clasping both Janeta's hands in hers. 'We have decided. Will you talk to her parents now? '

'Absolutely not!' Mohammad Isha stood up. 'I will never make a son-in-law who has made my foolish daughter so mad by falling in love with her. Seeing Salma's face, the liar has trapped her. ' He looked at the mother-daughter with a burning look and gave a stern order. 'Salma will be at home from tomorrow. Stop studying or going out! ' He looked at Kafia and urged. 'Keep the mobile in your closet. It is your responsibility not to let Salma go out. It shouldn't happen in this house where my bow escapes. '

Mohammad Isha kicked his feet and left the room. Salma was crying loudly. Going beyond her parents, this girl made such a big decision on her own, even Kafia didn't like it at all. Janeta stared at the crying daughter like a third person.

Kafia had put the mobile in the closet and Salma had been taken into custody. On the third day in the afternoon Kafia was asleep. The key to the closet was always full. Salma gently opened the closet. Taking the mobile, she quietly went to her room. Suddenly Kafia woke up with a flash. Ran straight to Salma's room. Poor Salma was still adding Mudassar's number when the mobile was snatched from her hand and the slap of Kafia's tight hand fell on her cheek. 'Amma .. Amma ..' Salma Kargari crying with her hands clasped. 'Don't be so hard-hearted. I can't live without it. '

Annoyed by the fact that Salma had dared to steal and put dust in her eye, Kafia examined the cash. 'All you have to do is choose. Else, the final part of not having a relationship with the boy. You have to know that this worthless person has made you so careless. With that, she left the room.

That night Kafia told her husband about Salma's feat. Mohammad Isha was devastated to learn that Pella had taken control of her daughter to such an extent. After the anger subsided he thought quietly for five minutes. A dangerous plan was in his mind.

'Listen. Listen to me carefully .. 'Very calmly he explained his plan to Kafia. Kafia was shocked to hear that. 'Now there is no other way than this.' He explained the embarrassment on Kafia's face. 'We have to make a decision tomorrow before that bastard can ruin our daughter's life. Do you want to do what I told you to do? ' Kafia nodded and agreed to her husband's plan.

The next day, on the morning of February 26, 2016, Kafia sent Roses and Dilawar to Mama for two days.

Mudassar was confused as there was no phone call or message from Salma. Though he dared to walk around his house, he lost his courage. Suddenly in the afternoon the ring rang and he jumped in excitement.

'Listen without asking anything in between.' Salma was speaking in a very slow voice. 'Abbu and Amma are going to get married today. I am alone at home so you come. If he came in a rickshaw or a bike, he would not come to my house with a vehicle. Trouble will ensue if the neighbors eat chadi. I will keep the door open. The last room on the left hand side is mine. I will just sit there waiting for you. Silently between nine-thirty at night, he would come straight to my room. God bless you! '

The phone rang. Mudassar, holding a mobile phone in his hand, was jumping with joy. He wanted to jump and dance in the middle of the road.

After finishing her talk, Kafia looked at her husband. "How are you?"

'Perfect! Awesome! ' Mohammad Isha slapped his wife in the face. 'I was invited to meet in private, but I lost the ability to recognize the voice. Of course, your mother-daughter's voice is almost the same, so the trickster got stuck in the phone! '

Mudassar broke into Salma's house at nine o'clock at night with the idea of ​​a sweet Milan. He was on a bike with a friend but remembered Salman's instruction and got down half a kilometer away. As he entered Salma's room, he saw Kafiabanu sitting in the chair in front of him. Bapadi Salma was in the other room.

'Come on son, base.'

Pointing to the chair in front, Kafia said so the frightened Mudassar quietly arranged himself in the chair. 'Salma arrives in five minutes. Until then, you introduce yourself. What is Walid doing? '

After recovering, Mudassar gave information. When he said that he had come to the madrasa to study Hafiz, he came slowly and did not know that Mohammad Isha was standing behind him. Mohammed Isha had a heavy hammer in his hand. Raising the hammer with both hands, gnashing his teeth, Mohammad Isha slapped Mudassar on the head with tremendous force. Crack! The sound of the beating echoed through the room. Mudassar slipped out of his chair at the same moment as his skull was torn and he stopped breathing!

Mohammad Isha carried Mudassar's body upstairs. Kafia wiped away the blood stains.

Now? Even if the thorn of the daughter's lover is removed, what to do with the corpse? Mohammad Isha and Kafia discussed and decided to cut the corpse into small pieces and throw it away. The next morning, Mohammad Isha reached Khurshid Qureshi's house. If the butcher comes and cuts it into pieces, the work becomes easier. Without naming anyone, Mohammad Isha told him that a man had died in my house by mistake, help him cut it to pieces. The butcher refused to do so.

'No worries.' Mohammad Isha came home and explained to Kafia. 'I will make pieces of Aashiq and make Annie Biryani and feed it to the dogs of the whole village. No evidence will ever come into anyone's hands. '

Going to the catering renter, Mohammad Isha brought a big cauldron and a big gas stove. Kafia soaked the rice for the biryani. Upstairs, Mohammad Isha started to fight but the setting was not done. In the end, he put a pot on the stove and let the water boil in it and hung Mudassar's corpse upside down so that his head would remain in the pot.

The madrasa owner informed Mudassar's house about this and the people lodged a complaint at the police station.

Neighbors became suspicious of the strange and unbearable stench of Mudassar's head boiling in boiling water. Someone reported it to the police. When the police arrived, they too were devastated. SP of Azamgarh Dayashankar Mishra also rushed there. Mohammed was Isha Bindas after being caught. He also told Mishra that the plan to feed the dog by making biryani of the corpse of Aashiq who had trapped my daughter in love, sir, you turned it upside down!

Mohammad Isha and Kafia are still in jail after the arrest. Salma, Gulab and Dilawar live close to their uncles and aunts and the case is still pending in the court.