Childhood Friends Baldev and Yusuf Reunite After Partition

Allahu Akbar.

This is me, and this is Yusuf, my childhood buddy.

In Lahore, across from our house there was a big garden.

The gate to that garden was as old as time.

Every evening, we used to fly kites there and afterward, we'd go steal and eat jhanjhariya from Yusuf's shop.

Jhanjhariya? Oh, hello, Mr. Mehra. Oh, hello, Ladli.

My granddaughter from Mumbai. And how are you, son?

Hello. Back in the narrow lanes of childhood, leaping about again.

Little sweet thieving, tying up our little bundles. Oh. Hello, peace be upon you.

Umm Fazal Sweets. Yes, speaking.

Grandpa, someone's calling from Delhi. Hello. Uncle Yusuf.

Who is this? Yes, this is Suman calling from Delhi.

I'm the granddaughter of your childhood friend, Baldev.

Remember how, as children, you two used to steal and eat jhanjhariya?

Back in the narrow lanes of childhood, leaping about again.

Little sweet thieving, tying up our little bundles.

An era when the mind flew like a bird, like a bird, like a bird.

There was a time when every heart was full of joy.

There was a time when my heart was full of longing.

At Partition, we came to India overnight.

Grandpa. Yusuf ji, I miss you so much. I was lost in paper boats.

I was caught up in those peeking windows.

Those were the days, when the heart had no control.

There was a time when my heart was full of longing.

There was a time when my heart was full of longing.

Maya, drink a little water. Heart full of longing.

Yes? Who is it?

Happy birthday, buddy.

Yusuf, Yusuf, hey! Hey, Yusuf. Move your scarf aside.

Hey, ha ha ha, Yusuf, my friend!