PRESENTATION OUTLINE
a beautiful girl named Yasmeen after the jasmine flower
lived happily with her lovely mother and father.
Her parents taught her to be thankful to Allah,
for she was truly blessed with integrity and intelligence.
Yasmeen's happiness would not last, however.
Yasmeen's mother was claimed by the 1817 cholera epidemic,
and her childhood ended abruptly.
As her father became overwhelmed with sadness,
Yasmeen urged him to remember to pray,
and she took charge of all household chores.
Yasmeen's father noticed how large the amount of work was for the child
and decided to remarry to give Yasmeen assistance.
Yasmeen's stepmother quickly grew jealous of Yasmeen
for Yasmeen was more beautiful than her own two daughters and herself.
Yasmeen attempted many times to become close with her new family
She smiled at her stepsisters, Anjali and Dhriti, every morning,
but she was met with their jealous snarls.
Yasmeen's father soon grew weak.
He would be sick and confined to his bed often.
Without her father watching,
Yasmeen's stepfamily treated her awfully.
Not wanting to upset her dying father,
Yasmeen remained uncomplaining and smiling.
Soon, Yasmeen's father died and left all his belongings to her.
Fueled by greed and envy,
Yasmeen's stepmother took her belongings as her own.
Yasmeen was forced out of her room
and had to sleep next to the fireplace if she wanted keep warm.
One morning, Yasmeen awoke to her face smeared with ashes.
Her stepsisters began to laugh when they saw her.
"Jala diyaa! Jala diyaa chehrah!" Anjali and Dhriti shrieked. ("You burned it! You burned your face!")
Yasmeen had never felt so despised.
Out of spite, Yasmeen stole a golden watch from her stepmother's room.
The watch had been her father's and then hers through his will.
Yasmeen played with the watch, resetting the time just to watch the hands move.
Nine years after her father's death, every wealthy home in Mumbai was invited to the Eid festival.
Once the news of the festival reached her family,
Yasmeen was assigned the task of having her stepfamily's dresses made.
Yasmeen was compelled to run from fabric stores to seamstress homes to food markets for the next two weeks.
Yasmeen put off asking to attend the festival,
for she knew her stepmother's answer.
Walking through the street to shop for food one day,
Yasmeen met a funny old man.
The man's name was Abdullah and he was very kind.
When Yasmeen reached for the money her stepmother had given to her to buy the food,
he asked, "Why is such a young, lovely lady
buying groceries instead of preparing her dresses for the festival?"
Abdullah urged her to take the food free of charge
and use the money she was given to buy herself materials to make a dress.
Yasmeen thanked him profusely,
While her stepfamily was being fitted into their gowns,
Yasmeen was sewing together the pieces of her anarkali.
Soon, Yasmeen was ready for the festival for Eid.
Yasmeen traveled to Abdullah's food stand to thank him once again.
Abdullah smiled, and gave her a hug.
Yasmeen knew her family would be returning from the festival at half-past twelve,
so she planned to return at a quarter-till twelve.
On the night of the festival, Yasmeen was very excited.
Dressed in her gold dress, she quieted the banquet hall as she walked in.
She had kept her father's golden watch with her to keep track of time.
Her family was used to Yasmeen frowning and only dressing in work clothes,
and they did not recognize her at all, for tonight, she was radiant.
the royal princess requested Yasmeen to join her family's table upon her brother's request.
The majority of Yasmeen's time was spent eating the Eid feast.
She was asked many questions by her hosts, the royal family.
She explained her orphanage to them.
The royals pitied the beautiful girl,
and offered her a new home in their palace
Before being able to answer, Yasmeen had checked her watch.
It was already midnight and she was to be at home by then.
She rushed back to her home and managed to arrive before her stepfamily.
Driven by more jealousy from their lack of attention at the festival,
Yasmeen's stepfamily treated her worse than they had ever done before.
Within a week, Yasmeen had finally had enough.
She packed her most treasures possessions in an old sheet,
and promptly left her childhood home.
Yasmeen found herself heading toward the royal palace.
The palace staff recognized her and let her in.
Yasmeen lived in the palace with the family as her own.
A year later, she was wedded to the prince,
and they lived happily to the end of their days.