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"You can call me...

...the voice of a broken heart."

"I am the instrument...

...which contains all the melodies."

"Who am I..."

"...and what am I..."

"...for whom am I alive..."

"...I myself don't understand..."

"...tell me that secret."

"Tell me that secret."

Great! Where did this deluge of poetry...

...and melody come from,
Bijjan Miyan.

From the neighborhood.

This voice belongs to the poet
and courtesan, Umrao Jaan Ada, sir.

Look at this. How beautifully
has she sung the painful verse!?

Who else can know better than you?

You yourself are a
renowned writer and poet.

I have heard about her since long.

And today I wish to meet her.

Allow me to leave now, Bijjan Miya.

Maybe, she may shower on me
also with some good memories.

Amen.

Greetings.
- Greetings.

I am Mirza Haji 'Roosva'.

I wish to meet
Madam Umrao Jaan Ada.

You please wait, I will ask her.
- Yes, fine. Thank you.

Ma'am, one Mirza Roosva
wishes to meet you.

The famous poet? Send him in.
- Okay.

Yes, come in Sir.
- Thank you.

Greetings.
- Greetings. Please sit, Roosva sir.

Thank you.

Thank you. May God bless you!

Forgive me, I would not
have disturbed your rest.

But your voice forced me.

It's your greatness.
Or who am I and what about my voice.

Don't say that. Because Ghazal,
Poetry, and music.

All these are famous
because of Umrao Jaan Ada...

...and they are attached to her.

And then, how did this happen today?

How did the pain get
attached to the music of life?

You are well aware, Roosva sir.

It's the pain which gives
birth to poetry... to the music.

Great! Then sing for me too!

What would you like to listen?

My self experience, or other tales?

I feel that you have seen life closely,
and too minutely.

And apart from self experience...

...there cannot be a better tale.

Now what can I say?
You stole my name from me.

What did you say?

I am the one who is
notorious in the whole world...

...and you feel sorry?

Very nice! And this thing,
only Umrao Jaan Ada could say it!

Forget. Who's Umrao?
Who's Jaan ?

?

I was born in Faizabad
and my name was Ameeran...

...and even today I am Ameeran.

Ameeran?
- Yes, Ameeran.

Come, I will tell you the
tale of the same Ameeran.

Sister, what are you doing?
My ring is lost.

Mother will kill me.

Hey girl, what are you doing?

Nothing. Just like that.

Whose daughter are you?
- My fathers, who else?

- That's fine. But who is your father?

My father is just coming.

Her father is coming.
- Her father is me. Who are you?

Oh! The enemy of my life!

Greetings, Dilawar Khan.
You have come?

You had sent me to prison for
seven years by being a witness.

It was me who came a bit early.

Look, Dilawar.
I would have not spoken the truth...

...but when they asked to
take the oath of Koran Sherif...

...I had to tell the truth.

Ok, you stick to your faith;
I will stick to my faith.

Come dear, let's go home.

Dog!

He was greeting me as...

...if I had returned not
from jail but from Haj.

I think his daughter is very dear to him.
- Yes.

Take this dear. Your sugary sweets.

You are so nice father.
You get us sweets everyday.

Take this.

Look dear Jamaal,
how much your sister loves you.

She feeds you first and
then eats herself later.

Dear, may God always keep you happy?

Have you all come back?

Greetings!
- Greetings!

You have done me a great favor.

Don't you remember that...

...we have to go to Mr. Pande
daughter's wedding.

You have come so late.
Look at your condition.

Come freshen up and get ready.
It is time to leave.

I do not know what magic has been
cast upon you by this tree...

...that you keep playing
whole day under that same tree.

Don't curse that tree,
Ameeran's mother.

It is just like you.
You protect them from the...

...glare of the sun
by your motherly care.

The tree also does the same.

It burns under the sun and
gives shade to all of us.

Even my father does the same thing.
He earns, and feeds us.

Great! Look your dear
daughter has matured.

Come, you yourself get ready
and also take him with you.

Come dear.
- Wait, take this along also.

Come Ameeran, sit. Give me your hand.
Come wash your hand.

Give me your other hand.

What! Where is your ring?

Where is your ring Ameeran?

Where did your ring go!

It is lost.
- Lost!

Do you know what pains your father
has taken to get it for you?

Lost it. Now, why are you crying?

Have I hit you for the first time?

I am crying because father had
worked hard to get me the ring.

Oh God! Come, don't cry.

Come. Come here.
Your father will get you another ring.

Don't cry.

"Whatever you have done now,
Oh God! Don't do it again."

"Whatever you have done now,
Oh God! Don't do it again."

"Don't bring me back as a
daughter in my next birth."

"Whatever you have done now,
Oh God! Don't do it again."

"Whatever you have done now,
Oh God! Don't do it again."

"Don't bring me back as a
daughter in my next birth."

"Whatever you have done now,
Oh God! Don't do it again."

Father, wedding is
a joyous occasion.

Yes, dear. Very much.

Then why were Mr. Pande's
family members crying.

When you bid your daughter farewell,
you are sure to cry.

When I will be bid farewell,
will you also cry?

Surely dear.

Mother will go mad crying.

Then I will never marry.

Look dear, you will have to get married.

I have already said I will not marry.

I will remain with you...
will not go anywhere.

Today Mir sir had come
from Mehmoodabad.

Is it?

He was asking to finalize
the date of Ameeran's wedding.

Is Ameeran sleeping?
- Yes, she has slept.

We will get her married.
But the expenses are huge.

Where will we get from?

I do not know what
those people are thinking.

Looking at our mansion
anyone would be mistaken.

What do they know that
I have inherited it?

Whatever, but we have to get her married.

Has anyone kept a daughter at home?

We have to get Ameeran married.

Raeesa! Raeesa!

Look the flame of
the lamp is flickering.

Pour some oil or do something.

But don't allow it to extinguish.
- Yes madam.

In the same way the lamp
of my fate had extinguished.

The day I went to
save that injured bird...

...along with Dilawar to his place.

The aunt in my house
will blow on this bird and cure it.

Is it!

There wasn't any aunt there.

Aunty, where are you?
- There was only Peerbaksh.

Father! Mother!

They shut my mouth and
tied me with a rope...

...and stuffed me in a gunny sack
and put me onto a bullock cart.

The cart kept going,
on unknown roads.

Come on.

Officer, keep your eyes on the road
and walk.

If there would be an accident here.

Everyone would say that
Dilawar has taken his revenge.

No, I do not have
any enmity against you.

Only that these sugary
sweets have fallen down.

What should I say to Ameeran?

Dear Ameeran. Come on Peerbaksh.

That was the last day
when I saw my father.

Either he is
innocent or very clever.

He says that he has no enmity.
He will understand it later.

What is your intention?

I will cut her to pieces and throw away.

No, no don't say like this.

There is bereavement
beyond just simple death.

What it is?
- Let's take her to Lucknow.

Let's sell her to a brothel.
You will take your revenge.

And earn some money also.

Tell me how the plan is.
- You are very clever!

A golden cage for your parrot!
- Why not?

If you give me permission Khanum Sahib...

...I will ask for a handful of pearls.

Why is that?

A golden cage to stay
and pearls to eat.

Why are you jealous of my parrot?

I also feed you delicious food.

Indeed Khanum Sahib. Indeed.

Take this.

Thank you. Greetings.
- Greetings.

Khanum Sahib...

...one more small child is waiting
for her share of morsel.

Should I present her if you say so?

Call her.
- Peerbaksh, come in.

Greetings!
- Greetings!

Come here dear. Don't fear.

Come and sit next to me.
- Go.

Come dear. Don't fear. Come.

Go.
- Very good.

What is your name?

Ameeran.
- Ok.

Where are you from?
- From Bangla.

Oh! Where is this Bangla?

You simpleton! Don't you even
know that Faizabad is called Bangla?

So have you come from Faizabad?

No, I have not come on my own
but have been brought forcibly.

Oh! God only knows
who's child she is.

God knows what her parents
must be going through.

Don't know where these
dogs pick them up from.

They are not a bit scared of God.

May God not make me speak a lie!!
We are not to be blamed.

If she wouldn't be sold here...

...she would have been
sold somewhere else.

Khanum Sahib, she will be safe here.

Haven't you heard how the girls
are treated at other brothels.

God forbid!

Tell me.
- Give me 200 rupees.

Give 200 rupees! If you want
200 rupees go to the police station.

I will give you 100.
- Don't treat me so badly, madam.

This girl has come to serve you.

In her youth
she will also earn for you.

Madam, just look at her beauty also.

Your tongue is too sharp.

After all she is a human being.
You will get 120 rupees.

But...
- Hussaini.

Do you agree? If not then
take away the girl. Take her.

No. No. I do accept.

Then go and wait outside.

I am sending the money.
Just get lost.

Do it quickly. Now come on.

From today Ameeran is ours.

Khanum Sahib,
hand over this girl to me.

I will bring her up.

The child is yours
and the care is mine.

It's a good thing.
But I won't call her Ameeran...

...I will call her Umrao.

Wow! What a beautiful name!
From today your name is Umrao.

Come, let's go.
- Umrao!

Yes?

Wow! Come. Come dear.

Dear, Ameeran! Ameeran!
I've bought sweets for you.

Ameeran!

Father. Father. Father.

Father.

What happened, dear?

Looks like you had a bad dream;
that you got up.

But the dream was good.

Did you see your father in the dream?
- Yes.

Come. Go to sleep now.

Go to sleep. Good.

Umrao! Where were you going?
- No, don't hit me!

Come dear. Come, next to me.
I will not at all hit you.

I am like your mother.
Where were you trying to go?

Home.
- Your home is too far, dear.

And you don't even
know the way. Isn't it?

The world outside is very bad, dear.

So don't try to go anywhere.

Until I am here, I will not let
you miss your mother, your father.

Wait here. Your aunt is coming soon.

Look here, what has
your aunt brought for you?

Look at these, these costumes. Look...

Ornaments! Aren't they nice?
Wear them.

Good!

This.

And this.

Now you won't go anywhere?
- No.

Very good.

And you... got entangled in the
colorful robes and silk threads.

Please accept!
- Yes, thank you.

And kept on entangling.

Just think.

A child, who had never heard of
Atalla-ul-sur family.

She got to wear all this.

The one who always ate normal food...

...she got to eat exotic dishes.

Won't she go mad?

'I also got companions
and friends...'

'Bismillah, Khursheed, Gauhar.'

'After meeting them,
the desire to be like them also arose.'

'The priest and aunt
Hussaini never made me feel...'

'...the absence of my parents.'

God forbid, what are you doing, dear?

A cot is never kept like that,
it is a bad omen. God forbid.

What happens, aunty?
- God forbid.

Dear, when a person dies,
only then the cot is kept like this.

Head down and legs up.
Let's turn it straight.

Bravo!
- Come on, move. Move.

Did you see?

Come, today we will teach you
about our customs.

Go and freshen up.
- Okay.

My training started.

Along with education, I also learnt
of manners and salutations.

And Husseini also taught to speak...

'...and the Moulvi
sir taught me poetry.'

'Khan sir introduced me to melody...'

'...and my teacher taught me to dance.'

'Anklets were tied on my legs.'

'And step by step my childhood
was left behind.'

'And youth knocked on my door.'

Gauhar Mirza,
what sort of a joke is this?

Cannot see the face!

It's nice. If you cannot
see the face, then it's nice.

If the face is beautiful,
then you yourself cast an evil eye.

Let it be! I am not beautiful.

Beautiful is Bismillah,
Khursheed, Aamir...

...their lovers
always encourage them.

'New gifts every day...
costumes...'

'Ornaments... Servants...'

And if by chance I go there...

Umrao, good that you came,
please fetch me the betel leaf spittoon.

They make me run away
from there by some excuse!

Do you know, why?

They are scared of you,
you may steal their lovers.

After looking at your face,
they won't like another face!

It's your misconception.

Their lovers also comb their hair!

Look at me,
I have to do everything myself!

If you allow,
shall I myself attend to your hair?

What sort of mischief is this?
Why did you touch me like that?

So what? Is it the first time
I am touching you like this?

It was different in childhood!
And childhood is left far behind.

You dog! What is this foolishness?
Go, get out from here!

But aunty, on Umrao's saying
I was combing her hair.

Don't talk rubbish.
I am aware of your behavior.

You always run around chasing girls.

Even your father was the same.
He was a Nawab by name...

...but he never left any woman alone!

Look aunty,
don't say anything about father.

Shut up, fool. Leave quietly from here...

...or I will give you
a beating you won't forget.

Get up from here and leave!

Tell whatever you wish, aunty.
I am here at your mercy.

Shut up, you fool.

I also get angry at this guy,
and also feel sorry for him.

Why did you agree to
that scheming guy?

What can I do? I was fed up
of this unruly and dry hair.

Even you don't have time for me.

Actually, no one has time for me.

Not even Khanum.

Don't feel dejected.
Times do change.

Even Umrao will have her lime light.

"Leaving behind my parents abode."

"And my mother's affection."

"An innocent bird only gets a cage."

What is the matter dear?
Your eyes are wet.

It is not good, dear.

No, it's nothing. Just like that.

I remembered a song of my childhood.

Don't bring me back as a
daughter in my next birth.

The childhood is left behind,
and the language too.

Now you will speak in local dialect.

Dear, you must have learnt
a new poem. Recite that.

Come on, recite.

Please listen.

Recite.

'Let your eyes mesmerize
any one you wish.'

'Let your eyes mesmerize
any one you wish.'

'Even if your eyes fall on a stone,
it turns into a goblet.'

Great! 'Your eyes fall on a stone,
it turns into a goblet.'

Wow! But dear,
instead of eyes, make it gaze.

Eyes don't fall, gaze falls.

Oh! Only a genius could say that.

Thanks.

You cannot escape easily
by saying thanks.

I helped you,
now you have to help me.

Are you asking help from me?
- Why not?

Give me the order.
- There is a phrase.

'I had forsaken the world,
for the sake of my beloved.'

There are no other words
to complete this phrase.

Now, you tell me.

'For the sake of my beloved'?
- Yes.

'For sake of beloved... the world...'

'I had forsaken the world,
for the sake of my beloved.'

'The same beloved left me,
for the sake of the world.'

Wow! Fantastic!
What a brain you have?

Today... I really wish to
bestow you with a gift.

Tell me, what do you want?

Shall I ask?
- Yes, ask.

Will you give?
- Why not?

Then get me a bowl full of
sugary sweets!

Sugary sweets?

My father used to bring for me
every day in the evening.

What are you thinking, Moulvi sir?

You have bound me for
the rest of my life.

If my life remains faithful to me...

...my blessings will
be always with you.

But you will not get me the sweets.

I will get, I will also get them.

Dear, keep this with you.

This ring will always protect you.

Greetings.
- Greetings.

Greetings.
- Greetings. Be seated.

Thank you.

Bismillah. Let's see,
what have you learned?

Come.

Marvelous!

Madam. Now Umrao...

Khursheed!
- Yes.

Excellent! Wonderful.
God bless you.

You both are
the pride of this mansion.

Wonderful.

Greetings, Madam.

A lady has come with
a message for you.

Let her come in.
- Okay.

Come.

Greetings.
- Yes, say.

Madam, I have brought a message
and advance from...

...Nawab Shuja-at Ali Khan.

There is a wedding in Sir's family.

It is obvious that all
the dignified members...

...of the city will be attending.

Sir wishes that the Mujra
...

...should be performed by
your troupe.

Is it?
- Sir has also said that your most...

...excellent dancer should perform.

You will get any fees you ask for.

Tell the Nawab that I agree.

And we will surely be present.
- Greetings.

It is obvious that the Nawab...

...has left the arrangements
for dance on me.

Madam, Bismillah and Khursheed,
both are ready.

Whomever you select,
she will stand up to your expectations.

I wish that this dance
should be performed...

By Umrao.

What? Me?

God bless you.

This is the right time.

My first Mujra, for the first time,
in such a big gathering.

The whole Lucknow would be there.

Isn't it nice?
In a single night, mesmerize...

...the whole of Lucknow's royalty,
with your talent.

A diamond is not
aware of its sparkle...

...only a jeweler can know it.

You are our invaluable pearl.

Now is the time...
for the pearl to come out of the shell.

Go, and get prepared.

Yes Khanum madam.

Congratulations, my dear.

Pardon my insolence.

But you did not do the right thing.

By selecting Umrao
you have insulted all of us.

Whatever Madam does,
is well thought of.

You could have also chosen me,
I am your own child.

Remember one thing Bismillah.

There is no room for emotions
or relations in this profession.

May God forbid me
from speaking lies...

...I am not deprived
you of motherly love.

But whatever I do, is only for you...

...so that you lead
a comfortable life.

If Umrao is famous,
this court will be renowned.

And only fame is the path to wealth.

When God kept a heart in the chest...

...he also gave love along with it.

Lots of love.

And that too,
to shower all of it on a single person.

Wow! God is great!

The night...
when my first Mujra was at...

...one of Lucknow's royal court,
I met that person.

Oh, Lord!

What happened?

No, I lost my ring somewhere.

Where did it fall?

It fell here. Don't know.
It's not even here.

Look. Here. Here.
- It's not here.

Are you looking for this?

Yes.

Thanks.

"I have advised my heart...

...a million times."

"But still my heart...

...has brought me here."

Wonderful, Umrao!

"Greetings. Greetings."

"I have arrived in
your celebrations."

"I have arrived in
your celebrations."

"Why shouldn't I do this also?"

"I wish to greet you."

"I wish to greet you."

"Look at me so that I greet you."

Wonderful!
- Wonderful, Umrao!

"I have arrived in
your celebrations."

"Why shouldn't I do this also?"

"I wish to greet you."

"Look at me so that I greet you."

"My heart has come upon you."

"But this is not true my dear."

"My heart has come upon you."

"But this is not true my dear."

"Whoever I turn and see."

"Whoever I turn and see."

"I will make him my slave."

Wonderful, Umrao!

"I wish to greet you."

"Look at me so that I greet you."

"There are many things
you need to tell me."

"There are many things
I need to tell you."

"There are many things
you need to tell me."

"There are many things
I need to tell you."

"Whenever you meet me alone."

"Whenever you meet me alone."

"I will tell you everything I know."

God bless you, Umrao.

"I wish to greet you."

"Look at me so that I greet you."

Wonderful!
- Wonderful Umrao!

"Whether it is the love
between Laila and Majnu."

"Or the love between
Shirin and Farhad."

"Whether it is the love
between Laila and Majnu."

"Or the love between
Shirin and Farhad."

"If you show a little bit of bravery."

"If you show a little bit of bravery."

"Then even I will be famous like them."

Wonderful!

"I have arrived in
your celebrations."

"Why shouldn't I do this also?"

"I wish to greet you."

"Look at me so that I greet you."

Wonderful, Umrao!
- Wonderful!

Umrao you've made the whole
Lucknow people your slave.

Wonderful! - Umrao, you've made the
whole Lucknow people your slave.

How grand was her salutation.

Dear, you have come back!
- I just arrived.

Your first Mujra, in such a big gathering.
How was it?

Yes. It is all due to your training,
blessings and Gods grace.

Well, it was fine.

Hey, stand up!
Let me clear the evil eye cast on her.

Great! Today Umrao was amazing.

You won the hearts
of entire Lucknow.

May God save you from evil eye!!

You are doing right! Our Umrao
was already worthy of evil eye.

She must have become
famous with this performance.

What sort of evil eyes
must have been cast over her.

That's why the city's noble and
rich are falling over each other.

To spend a night with our Umrao.

But only a lucky person can
get the companionship of Umrao!

But I will allow only the one...
who will dish out the maximum amount.

Umrao's companionship is very expensive.

Today onwards you will be
shifted to Sheesh Mahal...

...where all the arrangements
will be made for your luxuries.

Me... will I be there alone?
- Indeed!

I won't go anywhere,
I will remain here with you.

I have grown under your loving
care here, since my childhood.

How can I go away from you?

It's not far. We are around you.

And then dear, this home of ours,
is lower than your esteem.

Don't speak in this manner.

I will always stay next to you.

Umrao... childhood is left far behind.

Now learn to stay on your own.

Go dear, Sheesh Mahal
is waiting for you.

A whole new world is
waiting for you. Wait...

Take this.
Take this mirror along with you.

Now, you need not see
the mirror secretly.

Aunty...

Be happy.

Yes... how do I praise you, Umrao?

Last night's Mujra...

...just think, as if we heard
the melody singing herself!

And we saw the lightening dance!

Don't praise me so much.
Or I will fall and turn into dust.

My God knows, you are more
than just these praises.

To tell the truth, Umrao.

I have never been more
happier in all these years.

This is true,
I have always seen you sad.

The hurt of love,
is always like this.

But... love is always happiness!

Instead. But, distance separation...
is always fatal.

God forbid,
you never face this situation.

But when you fall in love,
then you will know.

Umrao. Khanum madam is arriving.

May you live long, Umrao?

Your salutations were so grand...

...that they touched Nawab Sultan
deep in his soul.

He has agreed to pay
as much you ask for.

He will arrive here tonight, and
spend time with you in your bedroom.

You entertain him nicely
and win his heart.

Come Umrao.
You also got your Nawab now.

But who is this Nawab?

He may be some old man,
with his legs dangling in a grave...

...dreaming of Umrao's love,
he will give his life away.

Maybe after going to heaven,
he may find a fairy like Umrao or not?

Give your life away on the
door of youth, why wait for death?

Umrao, Nawab Sultan is arriving.

How is he?

He is like this.
- Oh, God! Send him.

Come in, Your Majesty.

I wish to salute you,
if you look at me.

I am saluting you.

You? Is it You?

Yes. Why, are you feeling surprised?

No, we all were expecting...

...Nawab Sultan would be
an elderly person.

Have this beetle leaf.
- No, thank you.

Will you have wine?
- No.

Then what do you like?

I am in search of...
beauty and poise.

Which I found both of them,
after seeing you.

Oh, God!

You talk very sweetly.

Come. Sit next to me.

What are you thinking?

In thousands of years...
I have seen the moon in the sky.

But I am the first person,
who has the moon in his hand.

Oh, God!

Oh God! Forgive my insolence.

Nawab sir, come,
your court is ready.

What is the need to hurry?

Please, have a seat.

"When you came near me...
I felt shy."

"I knew the secrets of your heart."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

"When our eyes met,
our hearts blossomed."

"As if they were swaying."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

"In this romantic night,
hand in hand."

"During the talks,
where did the matter reach?"

"In this romantic night,
hand in hand."

"During the talks,
where did the matter reach?"

"In just one meeting,
I dreamt about this."

"My heart is pounding,
and both of us were restless."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

"Love is binding, love is fate."

"Love is an arrow,
of the dream of love."

"Love is binding, love is fate."

"Love is an arrow,
of the dream of love."

"Love is devotion."

"Love is like wine,
which is its name."

"And you spilt the wine on me."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

"It's the first time for you,
and it's the first time for me too."

Congratulations.
Congratulations Khanum Sahib.

Our Umrao is now
Umrao Jaan.

Have these sweets.

Take these.

This is good news that you brought.

But mind you, Nawab Sultan
should fall in love with Umrao...

...in such a way,
that she becomes his weakness.

He should not be able to
go away from Umrao at all.

Rich folks like him
cannot be trapped easily.

I will take care,
Khanum ma'am. Bye...

Khursheed, congratulations,
take these sweets.

Congratulations Bismillah,
take these sweets...

...our Umrao is now Umrao Jaan.

Congratulations, aunt.
Congratulations.

Hey, what is the matter,
Gauhar Mirza...

...your royal blood
is pumping through.

Leave this, and take the sweets...

...our Umrao is now Umrao Jaan. Eat.

No, aunty, last night
I swallowed a bitter pill.

Let me enjoy that bitterness.

Let it be, fool,
let the bitterness be there.

I have heard that Nawab Sultan
is coming again today evening.

You are right,
that's why our Umrao Jaan...

...is confused about what to wear?

Oh, looks like Umrao Jaan has
fallen in love with Nawab Sultan.

Yes, even I feel something like this.

Fine. But Khanum madam wishes...

...that your magic
should work on him, not his.

So that you turn into his weakness.

And if he becomes my weakness, then?

Then advise the cold heart...

...or you will commit the
same mistake, that I committed.

If love is a mistake...
then let a mistake be.

"Innocent heart..."

"...what has happened to you?'

"Innocent heart..."

"...what has happened to you?"

"What is the ultimate remedy..."

"...for this pain?"

"Innocent heart..."

When did you arrive?
- When had I left?

Is it?

Let me see.

Come, lie in my lap.

What are you looking at?

My fate?

Oh no, the ring.

I wanted to see
if you are wearing it or not?

God forbid, keep it with care.

And if you lose it,
then you will get a thrashing.

Who will thrash me?
- Me, who else?

Is it? So things have
progressed to this stage?

Beyond that.

When I was small,
I had lost my ear rings...

...mother had slapped so hard,
that my eyes were stinging.

It must have pained badly?

No, it was not the pain,
but I cried too much.

Ok, tell me.
Did you sleep soundly last night?

No.

Your thoughts kept me awake.

You?

I was thinking about my messiah
the whole night.

Promise me, until I am alive...

...you will come
every day to meet me.

I would promise, but keeping
the promise will be difficult.

Why?

Because my father has finalized
my marriage to Sabaa.

Saba?
- Yes.

Who is that Saba?

My aunt's daughter.

In spite of me,
you think of someone else...

...this is bigger than
the news of my death.

Go away from here.
For God's sake, leave me alone.

The unlucky symbol of love,
return me that ring.

First you return my ring.
- Never!

Why?

Because I have loved...

...I will keep this ring with
me for the rest of my life.

Return me the ring,
and leave from here.

Enough, Umrao.

Enough.

I am not going
to marry someone else.

I just wanted to know...

...how much love you
have for me in your heart.

This means you had a
doubt on my loyalty.

No, ma'am, no.

And if I had...
then now it is not there at all.

I promise I will stay with you, forever!

And you will come
every day to meet Umrao.

Daily.

Ok, now you got
a promise out of me...

Shall we talk about you now?

Where you are...
love is traded day and night here.

Flesh is sold.

How confidently can you assure me...

...that you are mine...
and only mine!

This means... you think of me
as other courtesans.

Nor was I born in a brothel...

And nor I am like other...
courtesans.

I was Ameeran,
and now I am Umrao Jaan.

And I am mad for that same Ameeran.

Who was born in the
unlucky home in Faizabad...

...and was brought here
because of her helplessness.

You are surprised?

I have known everything
about my beloved.

Come. Is it solved now?

No.

First tell me how is your Saba?

Is she beautiful?

More than me?
- Much more.

So much that...
I feel I am not worthy of her.

Amazing.

You are not worthy of her...

...and I am not worthy of you.

What will happen then?

When did I tell you that
you are not worthy of me?

Just now, some time back,
you called me a deceiver.

Before that, even you
called me a deceiver.

The difference is,
even after your deceit...

...you will remain a Nawab.

And me, even after being faithful...

...will always remain a courtesan.

"Who has understood whom here?"

"What did I understand?"

"What did you understand?"

"I thought of you as unfaithful,
beloved."

"And you thought of me as unfaithful."

"Don't accuse me falsely, my love."

"Don't accuse me falsely, my love."

"The heart is delicate;
don't hurt it in this way."

"False accusations..."

"If you don't like
the tears in my eyes."

"If you don't like
the tears in my eyes."

"Then don't hurt me,
and don't tease me."

"Then don't hurt me,
and don't tease me."

"The heart is delicate;
don't hurt it in this way."

"False accusations..."

"You belong to someone else's fate,
you are not mine"

"You belong to someone else's fate,
you are not mine"

"If this is the truth,
then don't reveal it to me."

"If this is the truth,
then don't reveal it to me."

"The heart is delicate;
don't hurt it in this way."

"False accusations..."

"You just came now, you sat now,
and you are leaving now."

"You just came now, you sat now,
and you are leaving now."

"Don't just come to
keep your promise."

"Don't just come to
keep your promise."

"The heart is delicate;
don't hurt it in this way."

"Don't accuse me falsely, my love."

"The heart is delicate;
don't hurt it in this way."

"False accusations..."

Since when I have met you...

Where are you rushing inside?

This is Umrao Jaan's bedroom.

Where are you going?

I know, that's why I am going inside.
- Stop! Stop!

Who are you?
And what is this insolence?

Can't you see,
I have a guest sitting here?

If he is sitting,
then he can also be evicted.

What he has given
I can pay double the amount.

You are a too indecent person.

Looks like you are not accustomed
to sit among decent people.

Too good! You are sitting
at a courtesans place...

...and preaching about decency?

You are crossing your limits.

God forbid, if my Pathani
anger increases...

...you will lose your life.

I have seen many Pathans in my life.

Come here. Come here, Umrao Jaan!

He killed me!

Blood!

This! What did you do?

Mohammed, Afzal!

Take him to a doctor, fast!

He killed me. He killed me.

What will happen now?

Nawab sir. You go away from here.

We will take care here.

I will not go from here.

I will remain here
and face everything.

For God's sake, go.

I put you under my oath,
go away from here now.

Why? You got scared?

You have come in contact
with a youth of the Pathan clan.

Nothing is dearer than your life.

I am leaving if you are saying.

He went away on my saying.

But did not return for a long time.

And then I pleaded with Allah.

God promise. This sadness on
your face doesn't suit you at all.

If there is sadness in fate,
what can a person do?

And if I convert this sadness into joy,
will I get a present?

You know the name of my joy.
- Yes, I know.

That dog Sultan.
I have brought you news of him.

Then tell me the news.
- First give me my present.

He says: I cannot come,
but you can surely come.

Where?

To his friends place.
I know where it is.

Then take me there!

But, Khanum Sahib.
- I will handle her.

May God bless you!!

Dear.

Greetings. But take your
sweets along with you.

Oh, God!

You remembered my sweets?

But where are you going out
from the brothel, in a hurry?

Even if I wish,
I cannot speak lies to you.

I am going to meet Nawab Sultan.
- That, Pathan?

He looks like a nice guy.

Do you like him?

May God help you! Go.

Go, leave. Be fast...

My eyes were longing to see you.

Greetings.
- Greetings.

He is my friend Ashraf, and she is...
- Umrao.

Nowadays my friend has only
one name on his lips, Umrao.

Madam, this my humble abode.
And I am not used to interfere.

And so, I ask for leave.

Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Your friend is very interesting.

I know the tale of love is long,
and time is less.

By the way, two moments of love,
are equal to a life time.

Your talks are also magical,
like your eyes.

"The way you glanced at me,
as if you swayed me."

"You have taught me
to watch dreams."

"How can I complain with
that life about oppression?"

"The life that brought us
closer to each other."

"The way you glanced at me,
as if you swayed me."

"There is intoxication in your eyes,
and waves in your hair."

"There is intoxication in your
eyes, and waves in your hair."

"The ocean of youth,
you made me aware of it."

"The world of desire,
the tales of love."

"The world of desire,
the tales of love."

"What shall I say,
you gave me everything."

"The way you glanced at me,
as if you swayed me."

"The scenes are dipped in lots of colors."

"The scenes are dipped in lots of colors."

"What destination
have you brought me to."

"The weather of spring has
arrived because of you."

"The weather of spring has
arrived because of you."

"You have fulfilled me,
you have blossomed me."

"The way you glanced at me,
as if you swayed me."

"You have taught
me to watch dreams."

"How can I complain with
that life about oppression?"

"The life that brought us
closer to each other."

Where is Umrao? Call her too.

But she has gone?
- Gone? Where?

To meet Nawab Sultan,
at his friends house.

How dare she?
Didn't you stop her?

I tried very much,
but love is beyond control.

Bismillah! For god's sake, learn
to behave properly from Khursheed.

Who was she?

Umrao Jaan,
Lucknow's famous courtesan.

Raeesa!

You have come back, dear.
Where had you gone?

I had gone to...

Nawab Sultan
had invited to his friends home.

I had gone there.

Without my permission?

You very well know,
that without my permission...

...no one come in, or go out.

This brothel
belongs to Khanum sahib.

Nawab Sultan is self reliant,
and also sensible.

I know that I have to pay for my time
to Khanum sahib take this.

This is the price.

The way you are speaking,
as if there is tyranny.

Oh no, it is raining deeds.

But don't forget
my deeds Umrao Jaan.

Yes, Khanum sahib.

What is the matter, Umrao?
Why is Khanum angry with you?

What can I say?
I had gone to meet Nawab Sultan...

...and committed a crime.

Yes. Finally you fell in love.

You can think like that.

May God bless,
we are traders of love.

But we don't have the
right to fall in love.

But I am helpless. That's why
I have composed this poem.

What have you written?
Tell me.

'It was necessary to fall in love;
life cannot be lived like this.'

Fantastic!

Our loves flight
was touching the sky.

The desires were
getting fulfilled.

And the love was so deep, that
we could not see beyond each other.

'I was about to watch a dream,
then...

I have composed a poem.

Recite.

An accomplished thief,
stole my heart.

And near ones,
they went on sleeping.

Now shall I recite!

An accomplished female thief,
stole my heart.

I knew that.

You will surely bring together
the thief and the female thief.

Sir, Nawab Shujat Ali Khan
has arrived to meet you.

Call him in.

Oh God...

What will happen now?

Greetings.

Maybe you are the courtesan,
named Umrao.

Yes.

It would be better if you leave.
Now. At this moment!

I wish to talk to my son in private.

Goodbye.

Father, you dishonored Umrao
and told her to leave.

This is not only her insult,
but also my insult.

And I did not like this.

Is it? You found Umrao's insult,
insulting?

And you are going against my orders,
what about them?

I had told you, not to meet Umrao.

I love Umrao.

Son, love is that feeling,
that comes out as blessings...

...from a fathers mouth, and
as milk from a mothers breast.

A love bought with wealth,
it's not love, but lust.

Then father...

Now you are pointing a
finger at the purity of my love.

How pure is our love,
only God knows that.

And you are not God!

Now you have stooped
down to insolence!

You are talking rubbish.

Don't forget, the wealth that you
are spending on that courtesan...

...that is not your own, but mine!

I can disown you.

Then disown me.

Because Umrao will
not go out of my life.

Fine! Then I disown you
right from this moment!

From my life, wealth,
from home, and property.

You are back.
Hope things are fine.

Things are not fine.
His father reached there.

He was very angry.
He wanted to talk to Sultan in private.

Then?
- Then what?

My heart is beating
faster since then.

You go and find out,
what has happened?

Me?

For God's sake,
bring the news soon.

I will wait here.

'Wow Gauhar Mirza.
She also wished...'

'...but for the news of her lover.'

Umrao.

Umrao.

What's the news?

Why don't you speak?

Is the news bad?

Not that bad,
and not even good.

But then speak up!

There was an altercation
between the father and son.

Matters came to such a level,
that Nawab disowned his son...

...from his wealth, property...

...and maybe, maybe
even from the home.

But why?

Nawab Sultan was
adamant of your love...

...and his father does
not like this, even a bit!

Leave me alone.

Please, have a seat.

Are you sure that
Nawab Sultan will come?

Khanum sahib, he is Nawab Faiz Ali.

Greetings. Please have a seat.
- Greetings.

First you sit.

God bless, why this gun?

Yes? Oh! I understood.

But I have heard, that when
a gun is fired in a brothel...

...that brothel becomes more popular.

But you rest assured,
no bullet will be fired from my gun.

Ok, forget this gun.
Bring forth your wrist.

Order, which beauty would
you prefer from our brothel?

Umrao Jaan.

Umrao Jaan,
won't you offer me beetle leaf?

The praises of Umrao Jaan's youth,
brought me here.

Khanum sahib. Tell him, that I will
not be able to give her company.

I belong to Nawab Sultan.
And I remain loyal to him.

Did you listen? May God
stop me from speaking lies...

...even we are helpless
in front of her loyalties.

And for the time being,
I am happy to see Umrao Jaan.

Greetings.

Faiz Ali sir. We also
have other beauties here...

Khursheed, Bismillah,
Husna, Zeenat...

You can select any one.

But no. My ill fate is,
that I love Umrao Jaan.

And Umrao loves someone else.

But I am not sad.

If life remains loyal,
then we will meet.

And...

A glimpse of Umrao Jaan...

...and the value of your time.

Thank you.

You allowed Faiz Ali
a moment at your feet.

Many, many thanks for that.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

He is crooked,
but the guy is wealthy.

Toast to Nawab Sujjat Ali.

Listen.

Leave.

I will be right back.

I am asking,
this vagabond lover...

...till when will he sit
here and drink liquor?

Talk slowly, he will listen.

Let him listen,
do we care about him?

I am telling you,
I will not bear more.

Begum, he is my friend,
try to understand.

Then maintain friendship!

Permit me.
I will leave this home and go.

There is no need for you to go.

Give me some time.

Ashraf Miyan.

Take me to Umrao.

You. And at this time?
Hope everything is fine?

I drank liquor.

I drank too much.

Won't you hit me?

Why are you saying so?

He was insisting, take me to
Umrao Jaan, so I brought him here.

You did a good deed. Thanks.

Nawab will stay with me.

Goodbye.

Look. Come.

I am homeless,
but I am not disabled.

Let's go.

Yes.

Please come.

Are you trying to advise me?

Do you think this is the first time
that I am intoxicated?

I am not intoxicated since today.

Which was the ghazal? Yes.

Look at me,
so that I greet you.

Slave me...

What are you saying?

But you are my crown.
- Crown!

Homeless. Jobless.

Poor. Crown.

Didn't you find
anyone else to joke with?

For God's sake,
don't talk like this.

Why?

You don't believe
that I am homeless.

Go, and ask my father.

Nawab Sujjat Ali Khan.

I was 4 months old.

I pissed on his lap...

...then he picked me up
and threw me on the floor.

So what if he threw me away
from his life, nothing great.

Yes, there is one thing.

Will you throw me
away out of your life?

What are you saying?

You are my life itself.

Even I love you more than my life.

But if you be unfaithful.

Then remember one thing...

This Pathan will cut you
and throw away from his life.

Fine, cut me and throw away.

But why are you talking this way?

Things will be fine.

Your father will hug you.

Amazing. Here I am,
talking about our love...

...and you are talking of my father.

Damn!

Is it that you feel pity for me?

I myself am worth pitying.

How can I feel pity for others?

Turn here. Let me see in your eyes.

I can clearly see...

Pity.

Pity.

And that too for your slave.

Slave.

The slaves place is not here...

...it's here.

What are you doing?

You be here, next to me.

No. I am your slave.

Listen.

What childishness is this?
Come here. Come on the bed.

Come... come up.

But I... am the slave of Umrao Jaan.

Slave.

So then even I am your slave.
Even I will sit here.

It's okay.
We will sleep here itself.

Okay...

Sleep here itself.

Slave.

Slave.

Madam Khanum, take this.

It's look nice?

Khursheed, look at this.

How fine is the embroidery?

It's too fine, and very nice.
It will suit you well.

Madam, look at this.
- No. it's not nice.

Show me the other one.
- Take this.

Show me the one which is below.
The purple color one.

See the embroidery of this.

Show me the most expensive one.

Call the Nawab Sultan here.

Take this.

I don't want this.

Greetings, Nawab Sultan sir. Come.

You sit next to me.

I came to know that you
had come last night itself?

God forbid,
your health was not well.

How are you now?

I am fine.
- May Allah keep you fine always.

But what had happened?
- No, nothing much.

There is news in the air...

...that you had an altercation
with the senior Nawab.

Nawab, these things
keep happening in homes.

Don't take umbrage to my talks.

And as far as I know him...

...all the wealth is in
the hands of senior Nawab.

Whenever he wishes
he can be generous...

...and when he wishes,
he will close his palms.

But, Khanum sahib...
- You don't interfere.

I was explaining the
worldly matters to him.

May God forbid me from
speaking lies, Nawab sir.

Rich people like you give
the status to a courtesan.

Or then, what is the
value of a poor courtesan?

If she falls in love,
what will she eat then?

A courtesan has only one relative,
and that is wealth.

You said the right thing.

Khanum sahib, Nawab Sultan has...
- You interfered again?

Okay forget these talks.
Look, these are the shawls.

If you be generous, because of you...

...at this old age,
I may purchase a shawl.

The fool is
quoting a price of 5000...

Now you say, where do
I get such a big amount from?

Greetings.

Faiz Ali sir!
- Greetings, sir.

Greetings.
- Greetings.

Come, be seated.

Khanum sahib, if you are
looking at me for the shawl...

...then I am not ashamed to say...

...that I don't have money with me.

The matter of shame is for
most of the Nawab's from Awadh.

My luck! Now I am reduced to this state!

That for a rag like this,
I have to plead to such rich folks!

Take this necklace. It was
gifted by the Nawab Sultan himself!

Take this, and purchase the shawl.

She is speaking lies.

I did not give this necklace.

Nawab Sultan,
you are our dearest guest.

You can stay here as
long as you wish...

...but if someone says that,
such a rich Nawab...

...is surviving on a
courtesans generosity...

...then won't I drag
my claws at his face?

I beg your pardon,
but the matter is dragging too long.

Take this. And hand over the
shawl to Khanum sahib. - Yes.

And yes, I will buy one more...
for Umrao Jaan.

And if you both wish,
I will buy for both of you too.

Now I wish to leave.

But before I leave I wish to say...

...that by weighing love
on the scales of wealth...

...you have not only insulted me,
but the whole humanity.

Looks like you are not
accustomed to reality, Nawab sir.

Actually the truth is this,
Khanum sahib...

...that I am the Nawab,
and you a brothel keeper.

Where are you going? Stop.

Even I will come along with you.

No, Umrao. You cannot come with me.

You will stay here and wait for me.

The people who have abused you...

...I cannot stay with
them for a moment.

So will you
increase my difficulties?

As it is I am wandering
in the wilderness.

Try to understand, Umrao.

I can fight the whole world...

...but cannot wipe
what is written in fate.

And struggling is my destiny now.

And waiting is in your destiny now.

This wait is going to take my life.

Goodbye.

What is this condition?

Come on, get up and get ready.

Faiz Ali khan is waiting downstairs.

But Khanum sahib, I love Nawab Sultan...
- Forget him.

Nawab Sultan is a dream.

And a courtesans eyes are
not for watching dreams...

...they are there for showing dreams.

To entice people.

But Nawab Sultan is not a dream,
he is a reality.

And I love him.

Love! Umrao Jaan,
this lavish life does not run on love...

...it runs with the
support of wealth.

It's fine.
Nawab Sultan will return...

...and will bring wealth with him.

What happens tomorrow I don't know?

Speak of today.

Today Nawab Sultan is penniless,
and Faiz Ali wealthy.

Shake away that
penniless Persons hand...

...and grab Faiz Ali's robes.

There is benefit in this...
yours... and also ours!

There is nothing to gain by crying.

Dear, we all are
trapped in this situation.

Even you...

...and even me.

Even you!

Quoting a verse by Ghalib...

'It takes a life time for to
get my wishes come through...

...I may not live to see the day,
when your tresses oblige me.'

Sir, your slave is ready.

Slave?
You are the queen of my heart.

The one who is sold,
how can she be a queen?

Only my heart can decide this.

No one else!

But no one will listen to
the decision of my heart.

Why won't listen? I will listen,
and keep listening for ever.

But will not abandon
the search for happiness.

The happiness that you search...

She is no more than
a living corpse, nothing else!

And a corpse is meant for a grave.

Not worthy of love.

For God's sake don't talk this way.

You better kill me,
but don't kill my desire.

I will surely achieve my happiness.

"Very few people keep..."

"...the promises they make."

"Don't fall in love..."

"...because there is only..."

"...sadness in love."

"If I am not able to meet you,
don't have desire for me."

"If I am not able to meet you,
don't have desire for me."

"You are under my oath."

"You are under my oath,
don't have craving for me."

"If I am not able to meet you,
don't have desire for me."

"You are under my oath."

"You are under my oath,
don't have desire for me."

"If I am not able to meet you,
don't have desire for me."

"The one whom I love,
he has a strange habit."

"The one whom I love,
he has a strange habit."

"Sometimes turn your head away,
sometimes stop talking."

"You are under my oath,
don't have craving for me."

"If I am not able to meet you,
don't have desire for me."

I wish to see only you... only you.

"I had loved someone,
look at my condition now."

"I had loved someone,
look at my condition now."

"The mistake that I committed,
you don't ever commit it."

"You are under my oath,
don't have craving for me."

"If I am not able to meet you,
don't have desire for me."

No, Faiz Ali!

No. No.

You had told the truth.
Without a heart you are a living corpse.

But Faiz Ali will surely
bring this corpse to life...

...or, will convert it to a dead body!

Ashraf sir.
- Hold it for a moment!

Greetings.
- Greetings.

How are you?
- I am alive.

Do me a favor.
- Tell me.

If you know the whereabouts
of the Sultan, then tell me.

The news is that, his uncle...

...Nazimuddin has
taken him along to Garhi.

Garhi!

Yes, he is the senior officer there.

Is this uncle the same
whose daughters name is Saba?

The one with whom his father
wished to get him married?

Yes. He is the same.
Your guess is right.

Okay, I am leaving.
Take care of yourself.

Greetings.
- Greetings.

Come on Zafar.

Greetings.

What are you doing?

Come. Have a seat.

Even you sit, next to me.

Look, on your saying,
I have left my desire too.

And I have also left my craving.

And allow me to serve you.

What did you say?
To serve is our duty.

You don't even like my company.

Where did I say that?

Then come with me, in the open air.

You must be feeling stifled her.

Not for ever, just for a month.

Where?
- To my place, at Daulatabad.

But where is Daulatabad?

Too far from here,
even away from Kanpur.

We will go via Garhi.

Via Garhi?
- Yes. The nature is generous on me.

Even your heart will blossom.

You said it right.
I feel stifled here.

I will come with you.
But... Khanum sahib?

When you are ready to accompany me...

...you should not have fear
of Khanum sahib, not any one.

May I leave?

Umrao, you have insisted
to go along with Faiz Ali...

...and I have received
my desired remuneration.

My blessings are with you.

But my heart is troubled very much.

Look dear, however our world is,
it is our own.

The world outside is very ugly.

We may not have fame, but
whatever we do, we do it truthfully.

We do it honestly,
not with deceit, or cheating.

What sort of world will
you find after going out?

My heart shudders thinking of this.

God is great.

I was coming to meet you,
Moulvi sir.

I am going.
- Where?

Along with Faiz Ali. For one month.

With Faiz Ali?

I will reach Garhi with Faiz Ali.

Nawab Sultan is there itself.

I wish to spend my life at his feet.

Bless me, that my wish comes true.
- Amen.

May God keep you happy!!

But dear, don't turn around
and return here.

But you don't tell the
matter of Garhi to anyone.

You go carefree.

My every breath blesses you.

When you had arrived here,
no one was my own. No one!

You came and I found a daughter.

Today, I am bidding farewell
to that daughter with joy.

If your father would be here...

...he would have given many
things on your farewell.

But I do not have
anything apart from blessings.

For God's sake do not talk like this.

You are the richest
father in the world.

You gave everything.
Love, affection, knowledge...

...because of these,
I can face this selfish world.

Wherever I will be,
I will remember you always.

Take care of yourself.

Now please leave...
or else I will cry.

You don't bid
farewell to anyone crying.

Please leave.

"What you have done,
God, don't do this again."

"In my next birth,
don't bring me back as a daughter."

"In my next birth, don't
bring me back as a daughter."

May God be with you!!

"In my next birth...

...don't bring me
back as a daughter."

I will be going for a while...

...you will have to
wait for some time here.

Yes.

Who are these horsemen?

Are they with you?

Yes, they are the
soldier's of my kingdom.

Come.

Greetings.
- Greetings.

The ma'am will stay here for a while.

Of course.
- Thank you.

You are leaving me alone here?

This is Gods abode.
There is no safer place than this.

I will just come back in a jiffy.

You relax here.

"There is loneliness,
there is sadness, there is destruction."

"When you are not with me?"

"The court is deserted,
my heart is also deserted...

...there is wilderness."

"When you are not with me."

Its Gods grace you came back.

Rest here for some time.

Oh God, what happened to his hand?

Nothing much. It was a small incident,
he must have got injured.

Come, collect your things,
we will have to leave.

Be quick!

And where is your gun?

Maybe it must have
fallen down in that incident.

Come.
- Come on.

Greetings.

Goodbye, priest.
- Goodbye.

Come.

You move back.

Dacoit Faiz Ali, since many
years I wanted to catch you.

Finally today you are in my grasp.

We have been following
you since last night.

All your comrades have been caught.
And now it's your turn.

Take them all to Garhi,
and also these women.

Mr. Sultan, all your
troubles were in Lucknow...

...so I brought you here.

But it looks like Lucknow
has followed you here too.

Has Father come?
- No, dear. Umrao has reached here.

Umrao?

But she is not alone.

She has been arrested
along with Faiz Ali...

...the dacoit, and his gang.

And she is in our custody.

Faiz Ali dacoit... but he is a Nawab.

No Mister, he is the dacoit...

...whom we have been
searching since many years.

No. This thing cannot be believed.

Dear Sultan, just go by the looks.

Looks can be deceptive.

Can I meet him?
- Why not? Anytime.

And he came to meet me.

I felt that my destination is
itself coming to embrace me.

And once again my troubled
life played a joke on me.

And before reaching me,
that dog Faiz Ali met him.

Sultan Khan. Garhi.

Now I understood.

Thanks for your favor.

Thanks for what?

You buy shawls to
cover others bodies...

...when I saw your naked body,
then...

...I felt pity on you.

Finally the truth
is out in the open.

Nawab Faiz Ali!
He is proved as dacoit Faiz Ali.

Sultan khan. Where are you going?
- What is it to you?

It means that
if you are going to meet Jaan...

...I mean Umrao Jaan,
then you will have to take my permission...

...because she is now my keep.

What rubbish are you talking?

Because the moment you left her,
she melted like wax, in my arms.

I am not interested in
listening to any words against her.

You will be happy to know...

...that innocent girl has come
with me willingly.

The one you are calling innocent...
she is a courtesan.

And the courtesans
humbleness and loyalty...

...both are her wealth. Only wealth.

And it is obvious,
that a dacoit has no dearth of wealth.

False!

The decision
between true and false...

...you can sit with
Umrao and discuss.

God promise. You will sense
my fragrance in her breath.

Faiz Ali!
- Yes. You don't believe?

Come here.

If you don't believe...

...just have a look at her right thigh,
you will find a big mole.

Looks like you have
already seen it. Why?

Umrao, you'll be alive,
but like a corpse.

Madam. The Sultan has called you.

Greetings, sir. Umrao Jaan.

You all leave.
Now she is under my custody.

Yes, sir.

You... why did you drink liquor?

Now that I have come.

I had drunk liquor
for the first time...

...because I had left the
world and come to you.

And now I am drinking liquor
because I am leaving you.

Are you leaving me?
Surely you must be joking.

You joke with your own,
not with strangers.

So now I am a stranger.
Now you will marry somebody else.

Now I am going to marry Saba.

Saba...

When I came to know
that you are in Garhi.

I was scared that something
like this will surely happen.

I am asking you what
happened to those promises.

Those promises of living
and dying together.

That ring, and
those symbols of love.

Why? Why are you
pushing me out of your life?

What is my mistake?
What crime have I committed?

I have the right to ask.

You had the right.

The Umrao,
the one who was loyal...

...but I am sorry to
say that she is dead.

The moment... The moment
when she handed herself...

...over to someone else
in her greed for wealth.

What... What are you saying?

Remember what I had told you.

The day you become disloyal.

This son of a Pathan will cut you
and throw you away from his life.

I have met your buyer,
Faiz Ali, the dacoit.

God is my witness. I had used
him as a medium to reach you.

By selling your soul.
And by making a deal with your body.

This is a lie. He is misleading you.

And I am getting misled.

Faiz Ali can count the lines
and curves on your body.

And he also recognizes
the mole on your body.

You very well know which
mole I am talking about.

Would you like to listen to more?

Tell me. Now give me an answer.

What luck? This is a lie.

All these are lies.

All these are lies.

For God's sake believe me. This is a lie.
- "O dreams, show me the reality."

Believe me. This is a lie.

"O dreams, show me the reality."

The judge has given the order that...

...she be sent to
Lucknow with due respect.

"Don't give me false hopes."

"My heart is delicate,
don't break it."

"False illusions."

I will never forget your
favor till the end of my life.

You had shown me the dream
of freedom from the cage...

...and today you are sending
me back to the same golden cage.

I am going away from your life...
do one more favor.

The way you dropped me,
remembering those...

...moments of love,
the same way you shed a tear also.

Oh God! Coachman, what is this fire?

The crop has been cut, madam.

The barren land remains,
it is being burned.

The old will be burnt to
ashes so that the new will grow.

"Look at my lover
he has broken my heart."

"After abandoning me midway
he is settling a new life."

"As like a child gets a new toy."

"Plays with it for some
days and then forgets."

"Don't make me a doll like
this who cannot even cry."

"Don't bring me back as a
daughter in my next birth."

"Don't bring me back as a
daughter in my next birth."

"Whatever you have done now,
Oh God! Don't do it again."

"Don't bring me back as a
daughter in my next birth."

Khursheed.
- Umrao.

Bismillah.

Umrao.

How are you Gauhar?

Now I am fine. That you are back.

How are you?

It's God's grace.

We have all come to
know Faiz Ali's reality.

And the tales of Sultans disloyalty.

I wish, you had learnt a
lesson looking at my condition.

Life teaches many things.

If pain is there, let it be.

Shall I ask you a question, Umrao.

Did you ever remember us?

Where had I forgotten?

God promise,
we remembered you too much.

The way there are two sisters...

...they always keep fighting
in mother's home...

...but when one is bid farewell...

...then the other cries and feels sad.

Where is Khanum Sahib?
- She is inside.

She is not feeling well.

On the knee.

Umrao.
- Khanum sahib.

You have returned, dear.
Look at your condition.

May God forbid me
from speaking a lie...

...I knew from day one,
that you will surely return...

...after experiencing
life's difficulties.

Did you see?
The ugly face of the world outside.

Khanum sahib.

I won't ask you and
you don't need to say anything.

Dear, this is your own home.

There is always room for you here.

Now, how is your health?

When the daughter has returned...

...the mother will surely be fine.

Aunty. Aunty.

Priest.

Aunty.

Who has kept this cot upside down?

When you already know
that it is a bad omen.

No dear. Let it be like this.

Because your Moulvi sir,
now will never bring sweets for you.

Moulvi sir.

Father!

Moulvi sir.

Father!

Father!

So you have returned finally.

You travelled to Garhi
in search of that dog.

Now he belongs to someone else.

It is fine. Maybe God wanted this.

We stay together.

What rubbish are you talking?
Are you drunk?

God knows, that I have
never seen you in that way.

So look at me now.

I am not that bad.

What is this Gauhar?
Come to your senses.

Umrao Jaan,
I did a lot for your love.

I have become a pimp from a Nawab.

I kept bringing and sending
your messages from your lover.

I was waiting for just this moment.

Gauhar! Gauhar!

Gauhar!

I was coming to terms
with my shattered life.

That one more storm came upon me.

A very big storm,
which engulfed whole of the nation.

To control the freedom fighters...

...the British also attacked Lucknow.

The lanes of Lucknow,
reminded me of Karbala.

Then the British declared that...

Hang them!

Fire!

The spark of revolt
that started from Meerut...

...spread like wild fire
throughout the country.

Crushing the heads
of freedom fighters...

...the British got control of Delhi...

...now they are
heading towards Awadh.

They have now reached
the lanes of Lucknow!

Oh God! Someone has
cast an evil eye on Lucknow.

May god bless us, Khanum sahib,
the times are bad.

May God bless!

This, Gauhar Mirza
cannot be seen since few days.

Does anyone know where has he gone?

Forget him, he must be
lying somewhere with some girl.

-

Oh God! Gauhar Mirza! What happened?

Gauhar Mirza, blood! What happened?

Not only me, Khanum sahib.

The whole of Awadh
is awash in blood.

To tackle the revolt,
the British have started bombarding.

People are being
hanged at the gallows.

And the children...

...children are being hanged
upside down on the trees!

By God! These are the days of calamity!

Somebody get the ointment
and apply to him.

Don't worry about me, Khanum sahib...

...you take every one with you
and leave from here.

Now, no one is safe in Lucknow...

Nothing is safe in Lucknow.

Is the operation of the
British only against the revolters...

...or against common citizens?

In their eyes, the whole
of Awadh is revolting.

I have picked up this sword,
only because of Awadh.

Finally the royal
blood is coming through.

The Nawabi blood has finally
handed a sword in your hand.

I am proud of you.
May God be always with you.

Now don't waste time, Khanum sahib.

You take all of them and
leave from the back door.

I am going along with
my comrades to confront the cruel.

Come on... pack your belongings...
be fast.

Khanum sahib, where will we go?
- Anywhere.

We will move towards Nepal.

Come! Come! Come!

Gauhar... I have forgiven you.

Goodbye!
- Goodbye.

Take care of your selves.

May God aid you in
reaching safely. Goodbye.

Goodbye. But you will also
come with us, isn't it, mother?

No. I will not leave!
- But why?

Where Khanum's brothel is...

...I will be there.

If the brothel turns into ashes,
even Khanum will go down with it.

What are you saying, mother?
Come along with us.

Bismillah, I have always
been strict with you...

...see to it, that in this fear,
I am not accused of being unfair.

Because I am not only your mother...

...but mother to every
girl of this brothel.

Please forgive me.
- Mother.

Mother!
- Khanum Sahib!

Go. Go now. Hussaini, now I am
handing over all of them to you.

Protect them!
- Mother. Mother.

Go... Go!

Go!

And our caravan reached Faizabad...

Bismillah and Khursheed said,
Faizabad is your own town.

Why don't you take
shelter here itself.

We may or may not reach Nepal.

'And so I thought why not meet
Ameeran for the last time.'

'Raeesa was there along with us.'

'And the musicians
also came along.'

'We rented a house
and were ready for earning our living.'

'Ameeran wanted to
meet her own folks.'

'But Umrao Jaan,
she was a courtesan... how could she go?'

'I was in a dilemma,
and then a Nawab came to me.'

Greetings.
- Greetings. Please have a seat.

Oh God.

Thank you.

Please say.

I am happy that a artiste like you,
has arrived in Faizabad.

There is a wedding at our place...

...and it is my desire that
you come and perform a Mujra.

Yes, I agree.

Well done.
- Thank God.

Faizabad has changed considerably.

Have you come to Faizabad before?

Yes, before the mutiny.

There used to be an officer at the
Bahu-Begum mausoleum.

He used to have a white house.

Yes, he was there.
But how do you know him?

It was a time before the mutiny,
I had come during Muharram.

I had gone to the
mausoleum to see the decoration...

...he took me to his
house and tended to me.

Are you talking of
the same officer...

...who's daughter had gone away?

What do I know?

There were many officers.
And even now they are.

But he was the only one to make...

...arrangements for the
decorations before the mutiny.

He also had a son.

Where did you see his son?

I had told you that I had gone
along with him to his house.

I had met him there.

The officer had
expired before the mutiny.

His son is still working
even today on his post.

Can I take your leave?
- Yes, you can leave?

Raeesa, prepare my palanquin.

Okay, ma'am.

Sister! Faster!

Faster!

Who?

I am the same child
whom you had slapped.

Here, at this same place.

Oh God! Are you Ameeran?

My... My daughter!

Mother!

Mother!
- Ameeran!

Mother!

Mother! Father has left us and gone.

How should I share your grief?

You surely would have shared
our grief if you were Ameeran.

But you are a courtesan.

You have come to
Faizabad for a day...

...and you have
spoiled your father's name.

Mother! Mother!
Don't say like this I am your child.

I am your Ameeran.
- Ameeran has already died.

She would not have
spoiled our repute.

Ok Mother, you have
removed me from your heart.

Before forgetting me,
you should have slapped me.

Once, when I had lost a ring,
you had slapped me.

Now, I have lost my honor...

...dignity, house and my family.

Everything.

Beat me. Beat me to
your heart's content.

Why don't you beat me?

I had forgotten... only ones
own is beaten up, isn't it?

Yes, you are not our own.

She will not beat you
due to her motherly care.

But I will surely
satisfy your desire.

Not just a slap
but I can strangle your neck.

The way in which you have defamed
the repute of the family...

...you don't have the right to live.

Jamal!

Before becoming a courtesan you
should have committed suicide.

I was very small when that
dog Dilawar had taken me away.

I couldn't make out
what is right and wrong.

Then how could I understand
what is life and death?

But now you do understand.

Then why have you come here
to defame and give us grief.

Maybe to find Ameeran who
was lost in the dirt of life.

Or to cry with my own
people before I die.

Don't try to cry out to the
thoughts which we have buried.

Get out of Faizabad. For ever!

Since my birth, no one
considered me as a sister.

I had a brother...
even he is sending me...

...back to the same profession.

Yes, I had come in
search of Ameeran.

For a few moments I met Ameeran.
But she vanished again.

She was very innocent
and a bit crazy too.

She used to say, that I will never
get married and leave this house.

I will never leave this house
and family and go away.

I am leaving... if it is possible,
then forgive that crazy girl.

"Tell me, have you
seen such a farewell?"

"Nor mother, nor father,
nor brother. No one is there."

"Tears are the ornaments
and the palanquin of sorrow."

"The locked doors are
bidding farewell to me."

"Never return here
even in your dreams."

"Never return here
even in your dreams."

"Don't bring me back as a
daughter in my next birth."

"Whatever you have done now,
Oh God! Don't do it again."

"Don't bring me back as a
daughter in my next birth."

"Don't bring me back as a
daughter in my next birth."

Did you see mister,
Ameeran from Faizabad...

...has returned as
Lucknow's Umrao Jaan.

You can say that the
bride has come from...

...her in-laws to her mother's home.

In-laws! And that too
what sort of in-laws!

"I had just one desire
that I could be lucky."

"I could get love from
someone among this whole world."

"I could not achieve
anything in my whole life...

...people of this world."

"Now at least give
me the permission...

...to bid my funeral."

"They are asking,
the inquirers are asking."

"They are asking,
the inquirers are asking."

"But what can I answer?"

"But what can I answer?"

"The blots which are on my heart."

"The blots which are on my heart."

"How do I explain them?"

"How do I explain them?"

"They are asking,
the inquirers are asking."

"How many blots are
there on my soul?"

"How many blots are
there on my head?"

"How many blots are
there on my soul?"

"How many blots are
there on my head?"

"Those who could
give affection to me."

"It is true that how
will they accept me."

"How my heart has been tainted."

"But how can I answer."

"They are asking,
the inquirers are asking."

"The place which was once mine..."

"...is now a place of strangers."

"The place which was once mine..."

"...is now a place of strangers."

"Who is here to listen to me?"

"How can I tell my sorrows?"

"How my heart has been tainted."

"But how can I answer."

"They are asking,
the inquirers are asking."

"Why are you stoning me now?"

"I am already wounded."

"Why are you stoning me now?"

"I am already wounded."

"How can I show, how many
wounds are on my heart."

"Let it be how can
I make you count them."

"How my heart has been tainted."

"How do I explain them?"

"They are asking,
the inquirers are asking."

Coachman, why did you stop?

Someone is lying on the road.
- Who?

Looks like It is some
leper or a handicapped person.

Looks like a leper.
- You! Get up!

- Get up!

Get up! Hey get up!

Leave him. Don't beat him.

For God's sake, give me something.
I am very hungry.

Have pity on me dear.

'She will repair it in a jiffy.'

Dilawar Khan.
- For God's sake pity on me, dear.

Give me something.

Give me something, dear.

Whoever you are you
are an angel, dear.

You have lots of pity within you.

God listens to people like you.
If it is possible pray for me, dear.

I am a big culprit.

I am a big culprit.

Oh God!
- I'm a big culprit.

God, please forgive Dilawar.

And Umrao Jaan bid
goodbye to Faizabad forever.

And my story ends here.

I wish to say many things.
But maybe I am unable to say.

I don't understand what name
should I give to this tale.

Should I call it
Ameeran's story or Umrao's.

Anyway, what a saga of life it is.

If you could summarize
the saga of life in your own words...

...I would be highly grateful to you.

"Let someone ask...

...is there any end
to the saga of ill fate."

"Let someone ask...

...is there any end
to the saga of ill fate."

"Then give my example...

...and present my case."

"Then give my example...

...and present my case."

"You are under my oath...

...don't have craving for me."

"If I am not able to meet you...

...don't have desire for me."