Amanat | |
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Genre | Drama |
Written by | Mir Muneer |
Directed by | Sanjiv Bhattacharya |
Starring | See below |
Opening theme | "Amanat" by |
Country of origin | India |
Language(s) | Hindi |
No. of seasons | 1 |
No. of episodes | Total ?? |
Production | |
Producer(s) | Sanjeev Bhattacharya & Sapna Bhattacharya |
Camera setup | Multi-camera |
Running time | approximately 24 minutes |
Broadcast | |
Original channel | Zee TV |
Picture format | 480i (SDTV) |
Original run | August 21, 1997 – October 2, 2002 |
Chronology | |
Followed by | Babul Ki Duwayen Leti Jaa |
Amanat was an Indian soap opera that premiered on Zee TV on August 21, 1997.[1] The series was one of the most popular Hindi television program of its time and received the highest television rating points (TRPs) of 9.15 among many other 2000s Hindi language shows.[2] The story focuses on the life of a man with seven beautiful and dutiful daughters.
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The story is about a staunchly traditional Indian man, Lahori Ram, who holds a strong set of values and beliefs. His life revolves around his seven daughters: Santosh, Dinky, Bala, Guddi, Bunty, Munni, and Totey, each with her own peculiarities and problems.
Lahori Ram, who is originally from Pakistan, moves to India after the partition between the countries. The world has progressed — or grown corrupt, depending on how you look at it — but his values and traditions have not changed with the advent of modern times. Having lost his wife early in life, he has been both father and mother to his girls. He has lavished all his love and affection on them and kept them in the constraints of a stern middle-class morality. The bond between the sisters is extremely close. Not having a mother in their formative years has forged among them a strong comradeship. Their shared moments of happiness and grief, their love and admiration for their father, and the desire never to hurt him are their common ground.
It is only when they get married and go into different families, with varied backgrounds and cultural environments, some rich, some poor, that real conflicts start. For each, it is a struggle between fealty to the family of the husband and the love they have for their sisters. Lahori Ram is supportive like a rock and compassionate as a parent can be without hurting one for the sake of the other. But it is a tricky tightrope which he treads with skill. Like the tributaries of a mighty river, the life of each girl breaks free from the confines of family and flows to a distant place, while still being a part of the older stream. Lahori Ram, too, follows the happiness and heartaches of his daughters with fond indulgence and parental concern. They are his “amanat” (bounty), reared with love and bestowed one by one like a bounty on someone else. Each parent goes through these profound experiences, sooner or later, when daughters come of age, and depart as brides, leaving behind only sweet memories.
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Amanat (Punjabi: (امانت) is a 1981 Pakistani comedy film and a Romance film, directed and produced by Rangeela.
The music of the film Amanat is by famous musician Kamal Ahmed. The lyrics are penned by Waris Ludhianvi, and Khawaja Pervez and singers are:
Amanat is a 1955 Bollywood film starring Bharat Bhushan.
A dying man entrusts his lives earnings to Purshotam, a stranger hejust met, and asks him to promise to take this money to his wife, and son, Pradeep, in a remote village in India.
The film earned a high rating 7.4 at the IMDB.
We drown in the bile
Of a frustrated birth
A knife grows in every back
Jaws clenched and tongue bitten
These are all wasted words
These are all a wastrels words
Meanings you will never find
Hidden, lurking between the lines
We are revolving to
Our drain
We are revolving to
Our drain
I've lifted my chin
And ignored the noose
But there is gravity
In the centre of the void
The seed of its end
In every creation
Of a sullen cremation
Heels in the tug of tide
We shudder on shore
Lands end
And what have we got?
Nothing but memory
Success or failure?
Gathering our rags
We walk into the waves
We are revolving to
Our drain
We are revolving to
Our drain
The brightest light
Will gutter, quicker
The wax will stifle the wick
As we burn
For the yearning ember
There is nobility in flame
For the faltering fire
There is only shame
We feel the whine
Sharply, in our teeth
And all our pasts
Chained to our ankles
This is not another
Slit wrist suicide
Its our future drowning
In the bile of cyanide
We are revolving to
Our drain
We are revolving to
Our drain
We drown in the bile
Of a frustrated birth
A knife grows in every back
Jaws clenched and tongue bitten
Drowning in the currents
Of another fleeting void
At the mercy of sleep
The brightest light
Will gutter, quicker
The wax will stifle the wick
As we burn
For the yearning ember
There is nobility in flame
For the faltering fire
There is only shame
Only shame
For the faltering fire
There is only shame