Shorapur ki galiyon se nikal kar Sufiyan ab Mumbai International Airport par khada tha. Uske ek hath mein purana bag tha aur dusre mein woh Sunehri Kainchi (The Scissors of Yaadhusain), jo ab ek chamakti hui sunehri suitcase mein band thi. Sabir aur Ritika ko police ne salon mein aag lagane ke jurm mein hiraasat mein le liya tha, aur unki cheekhen Sufiyan ke kaanon mein ab bhi goonj rahi thin.
Jaise hi Sufiyan ne Emirates ki flight mein kadam rakha, usey mehsoos hua ki uski sunehri kainchi halki si garam ho rahi hai. Ye gusse ka nahi, balki utsah (excitement) ka ishara tha. 4 ghante baad, jab plane Dubai ke asman mein tha, Sufiyan ne khidki se dekha—Burj Khalifa ki roshni usey salaam kar rahi thi.
Airport par wahi VIP businessman apne bodyguards ke sath intezar kar raha tha. Usne Sufiyan ko dekha aur muskurate hue kaha, 'Welcome to the City of Gold, Sufiyan! Tumhara naya salon 'The Divine Empire' tayyar hai, par yaad rakhna... yahan dushman gaon se zyada khatarnak aur amir hain.' Sufiyan ne thandi saans li aur bola, 'Sir, meri kainchi ne aag ko barf bante dekha hai, Dubai ki garmi mera kuch nahi bigad sakti!'"