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The day of reckoning
is a beast of its own.

It creeps up on you unawares.

It arrives on a whim,
with its head held high.

And burns everything to ashes.

I still remember that
winter of my childhood.

The harshest we had seen in a while.

It was as though the valley was
shrouded in the sheet of death.

Let me go.

Leave me.

Name?

Your name?

Noon.

Noor what?

Nizami.

Noor Nizami.

Look, I haven't had a drop of water
since the past two days.

I want to eat something right now.

If not, I swear I will tear you apart.

And, don't even think of running.

I'll find you and tear you to pieces.

We were a group of five.

Three were killed by the army
on the border.

One of us had turned traitor.

I dug out that bastard from hell.

And gouged his eye out.

Now his one eye will haunt him
for the rest of his life.

Is there a place
where I can spend the night?

- Warning!
- The army has you surrounded.

- We don't want any loss to life.

- Give up your arms. Surrender!

- Check over there.

- We are warning you again.

- Give up your arms.

- Surrender!

- Or you'll be killed.

Give me the tool box.

Noora.

So we are catching a cold now, are we?

Where were you last night?

I fell asleep waiting for you.

I had sent him...
to get the tools from the tool shed.

I was stuck in the snow, sister.

You two have worked hard enough
to create the Taj Mahal!

Are the designs for the
embroidery ready?

Why don't you show them?

You both can do as you please.

I request you to
please come home early.

Eid preparations haven't even begun yet.

Go carefully, dear.

The situation in the city is not safe.

Why do you do this?

You know she gets worried.

How long will I cover for you?

These are beautiful, Noor!

Have you made this?

Why didn't you show them to her?

This time I want a hefty Eid gift.

Don't be miserly.

In cross firing with the army
three millitants were killed.

Millitant commander Muazzam Bhatt
is still at large.

The situation has worsened

after the flag was hoisted on Lal Chowk.

The army is on high alert.
There is patrolling everywhere.

The Begum has called me to
the mansion to repair the roof.

Thank God.

If the Begum is generous,
we'll make it through this winter.

Our houseboat is hardly running this year.

Take this mister, too.

Let him know what it's like
to work for a living.

That'll get him in shape.

The Begum came from a princely family.

Pretty as an angel.

Her mother was from Lucknow.

There was a rumour many years ago

that spread like wild fire.

Someone cast an evil eye on that family.

The Begum is a strict one.

She will not stand any misbehavior.

Concentrate on your work.

Keep an apology and
a greeting always handy.

If anyone asks,
present it immediately.

The city folk say that
the mansion is haunted.

Noora, be careful of the ghosts.

Junaid, tea?

Stop staring.

Firdaus, mother is waiting.

F-I-R-D-A-U-S

Firdaus.

Listen.

Mother has called you inside.

We'll be there in two minutes.

Not you. You may rest.

Only him.

My Sling?

What?

Sling.

Forget about it.

Don't even think of telling anyone.

That'll be in your best interest.

You are so beautiful.

How did you learn to speak so sweetly?

Don't let your eyes wander

and your words will automatically
become sweet too.

What did you say his name is?

Noon.

Master Hoor, what do you do?

What can you do?

Not Hoor, it is Noor.

What do I need to do?

Damn, it always stops here.

Sing me something.

Something that will touch my soul.

I haven't cried since a very long time.

Kashmiri Folk Song.

Excellent, Firdaus.

Where did you find him?

Sir Noor Khan,
aren't you a little gem?

What else can you do?

Can you ride a horse?

What?

Do you at least know
how to tend to the horses?

Mother, take a look at his shoes.

So from tomorrow,
you will look after our stables.

If you work diligently,
you will be rewarded well.

And don't think that I'm offering you a job

because I'm impressed with your singing.

Firdaus liked your shoes.

And I cannot say no to her.

Firdaus will have someone to play with.

But you don't play loose with your heart.

This is the age for you to have fun.

Save all your heartbreaks for later.

Take a token from Kaleem
on your way out.

You are now going to be
a part of this legacy.

Your honour is ours.

Wear something decent from tomorrow.

There is a world beyond shoes, sir.

I'll take your leave then.

Who knew that God had His grace on this one?

Now, he'll finally be of some use.

You must do everything to
keep them happy.

Are you listening?

Don't do anything silly this time.

Begum can change
your life if she wishes to.

With the soft threads of Pashmina.

Someone spins her dreams.

How so?

The abundant hills echo.

New songs, these instruments.

How so?

With the soft threads of Pashmina.

The blossoms have just altered.

Their moods, feelings.

How so?

The eyes have revealed.

New secrets, emotions.

How so?

With the soft threads of Pashmina.

Someone spins her dreams.

How so?

It was the age of wisdom,
it was the age of foolishness.

It was the season of light,
it was the season of darkness.

It was the...

Delicate breeze blends with the young smoke.

The youthful heart seeks new moments.

Tepid sunshine slips on the untrodden paths.

Somebody surreptitiously whispers

I will be your shadow.

Walk behind you.

Walk on with you.

With the soft threads of Pashmina.

Someone spins her dreams.

How so?

The abundant hills echo.

New songs, these instruments.

The Narangs are offering a
cut above the market price.

They want to turn this mansion
into a heritage hotel.

Tell me one thing, Zafar.

Has your father not left
you with anything?

You come here salivating every year.

Now please do me a favour
and get your sorry face out of here.

Sell it, sister.

The market situation is bleak.

Jagirdar, show them out.

The old woman has lost her head.

She has wasted more than half her
fortune on jewelry.

She should be sent to Tussauds.

They will take her as is.

Calm down, Sameera.

There is jack shit we can do.

14th October. 3:10 pm.

Remember the day and time.

I made you my friend today.

It's my birthday next week.

You have to come.

Don't forget.

Stop staring, Noor.
It's bad manners.

Did he like it?

Yes, mother.

I saw him.

He couldn't let go of it.

I have invited him on Sunday.

Dear, at this rate the world
will come to an end

and you still won't know what to wear.

And anyway, if Rukhsar figures out,

who knows what she will do to us.

You are really scared of her, aren't you?

You can't hurry these things.

It's Firdaus' birthday.

Not your regular local fair.

Sure, I'm looking good?

Yes, like a prince.

Noor!

There now, sister has seen my outfit too.

Prayer for the departed.

Firdaus!

Firdaus!

You've come now?

The birthday was yesterday.

Firdaus will now wait for
you on her next birthday.

Where is Firdaus?

Firdaus.

If there is a heaven on earth,
it is here. It is here.

These are cruel times.

Everyone wants a piece of this heaven.

I've sent Firdaus to school in London.

This is no place for her to grow up in.

Bombs go off anywhere.

She was choking here.

Now you catch your breath too.

Don't believe what your eyes see.

Listen to your heart, Noor.

But now it isn't yours anymore.

You have given it away.

I told you not to.

It broke, didn't it?

Love is not simple, Noor.

You will either sink or swim.

You have to become someone
to be deserving of Firdaus.

It's not so easy to enter her world.

You will have to give it your all.

You are no longer a child.

Stop crying and go home.

The situation here is getting
from bad to worse.

Stay alive, Noor.

You are no use, dead.

Neither to Firdaus, nor to me.

And just like that,
everything came to an end.

Begum's words kept swirling
around in my head.

As though a chasm opened up inside of me

and I kept falling, deep down.

A deep black chasm.

So dark that even my screams
were dying inside.

Days turned to months
and months to years.

I couldn't get her out of my heart.

But I could at least look for her

in every living spark,
in every dying ember.

She, who was not anywhere.

She, who was everywhere.

Finish the rest tomorrow.

Let's go get dinner.

I will sleep in the shed tonight.

Jiju?

I told Junaid so many times.

I even sent the art books with Kaleem.

You didn't even come to meet me once.

I got busy with work in the shop.

So much pain.

How do you bring
so much pain in your art?

I recognized you the minute
I laid eyes on you.

I've pared a lot of jewels in my time.

Today is an auspicious day.

I would like the good fortune

of being your first patron.

It is your first earning.
Savour it.

Your new life starts from today.

God bless you.

Any news of Firdaus, Begum?

You may want to ask
on me too, sometime.

Firdaus is in Delhi.

She was asking about you.

Good thing we met.

Now there's lots to tell her.

Nooruddin Nizami.

Age - 23 years.

There is good news.

He has been chosen for an
Arts Scholarship.

'Art for Freedom'.

They are promoting young artists.

In short, his life is about to change.

There is a small clause.

He will have to go to Delhi
and join a residency program.

He'll get an allowance every month.

All expenses like food and stay
will be borne by my client.

Your client? Is it the Begum?

Clause 5.

I do not have the liberty to
disclose the name.

My client wants his training
to start as soon as possible.

Why me?

Why was I chosen?

Think of it as God's grace.

What we know as 'Lady Luck'

or 'Kismet'.

See you in Delhi, then.

But Jun-jiju, I can't just leave you.

There is nothing left here, child.

You'll just rot sitting here.

The one above is paving the way for you.

Don't fight Him anymore.

If there is heaven on earth.

It is here, it is here.

My life, my soul, my heart are committed.

It is here, it is here.

Jun-jiju's prayers worked for me.

Whether it was God's mercy
or Begum's largesse.

But I'd found my purpose.

As though the world was calling out to me.

It was extending its arms.

Go, embrace it.

I have spoken to the landlord.

He already has one year's rent in advance.

Your residency starts tomorrow.

Leena Becker, who is a renowned curator,
will be in charge of you.

She will explain the rest.

Alright?

Yes.

Good morning!

Sorry for all the noise last night.

Some breakfast?

Noor, right?

Arif Peerbhoy. Come, join us.

Jagirdar had said you would be coming.

Please have a seat.

So, artist, huh?

I dabble a bit in it myself.

I have a small collection.
Mostly new guys.

What are you working on currently?

I am still searching.

For?

Myself.

Not bad.

So, full on exploration happening, huh?

You are from Kashmir, isn't it?

Begum Hazrat Jaan is my aunt.

Tell me, what is the equation
between you and the Begum?

She is a piece of work.

Be careful of her.

Anyway, the room on top is also mine.

You can work here in peace.

It's an open house.
Feel free.

I'm going to cancel my yoga today.

I can't do it. Just can't.

So do you come to Kashmir often?

Who will go to that haunted house?

She's cut off all links with family.

Tell me something,
how can someone live so alone?

It is not so simple to understand her.

I have seen her heart.
She does quite a lot for others.

You mean for you?

I am just messing with you.

So, what is the plan for today?

I have a meeting with Leena Becker.

LBG Gallery.

Not bad.

Home-run right on arrival.

- Have you settled in?
- Yes.

- Did you like the studio?
- Yes.

I saw the pictures you sent.

They are somewhat interesting.

But your work needs presentation.

It needs scale.
And, it needs context.

And that is where we come in.

The India Art Summit
will take place next month.

And your first piece of work
will be exhibited there.

This is your space.

Fill it up.
You have six weeks.

Nervous?

Good!

People really sweat it
out to reach here, Noor.

From here on,
there are no shortcuts.

Don't worry, it will all fall into place.

Okay?

Welcome to Delhi.

Good luck!

Leena's a tough cookie, no?

The gallery was a real eye-opener, man.

I am feeling a tad scared.

Let's see. We'll do something.

That's the shit, man!

Show them what's inside.

To the future.

Hey, what's up? How are you, man?

Firdaus!

By the way, have you met
Leena's new boy?

Just come in from Srinagar.

Go say hi to him.

Sir Noor Khan.

Rising star!

How's Delhi treating you, love?

Stop staring, Noor.

How old are you?

Hi babes, let's go!

Coming.

There was so much
that I wanted to ask her.

So many whys, whats, whens

things I'd buried inside all these years

they all flowed out as love.

Firdaus.

I had met my match.

You guys are mad.

Bye!

Mother mentioned that
you were going to come.

She especially told me to,
'Take care of Noor'.

So, you finally got here.

Half my life has gone by.

If not now, then when?

You are just the same.

So...

when are you exhibiting?

Next month.

I'll come for it.

Your honour is ours.

So then, how do you like it?

Very beautiful.

Firdaus Jaan Naqvi.

London School of Design.

Looking at you, even I learned
to make a sketch or two.

Did you get those sketches
I sent every year?

Sir Noor Khan, I have a boyfriend now.

The ring should be here any day now.

Noor, where the hell are you?

I've been looking all over for you.

Calm down, Arif.

Let's get you another drink.

Okay.

Life has conspired.

Our work is about our dreams and desires.

It's what you make other people see.

I hope you enjoy the show.

So when are you exhibiting your work?

Yes... er...

In a few weeks.
His work is beautiful.

Hello.

Are you stalking me?

Up, here.

My obsession has brought me close to you.

My obsession is your mercy.

My obsession changed my destiny.

Your love is my obsession.

O my Lord!

My desires were burning slowly.

Wishes buried deep in my heart were stifling.

Carried through to you in a smolder.

O my Lord!

I have scratched the threshold of madness.

O my Lord!

My obsession has brought me close to you.

My obsession has brought me close to you.

My obsession is your mercy.

My obsession changed my destiny.

Your love is my obsession.

O my Lord!

Like it?

And now for our show-stopper
of the evening,

the 'Freedom for Art' series.

Feast your eyes guys.
It's all been sold.

Presenting the man of the hour,
Noor Nizami.

What is the story behind this?

Is this your idea of present day Kashmir?

It just hurt and I poured it out.

You cannot see art and politics separately.

Speaking of politics,
what is your take on the ground reality?

Do you also want freedom?

Isn't this much freedom enough?

I am alive. Breathing.

Standing here, amidst all you fine people.

I will only say, that to me,
Kashmir will always be the same.

Pure.

Beautiful.

Soulful.

I may be cursed like that.

That the heart yearns for
what once was.

Those sweet fragrant days of my past.

How do you like it?

Very beautiful!

You are looking smart.

Be wary of other girls.

You should've let me drive, sis.

You drive like a girl, Arif.

Why drink more than you can handle?

I am getting engaged.

I told you.

Don't you ever listen?

Bilal and I were together at
college in London.

His father was a Minister
in the Pakistan government.

Now Bilal is next in line.

Don't you get scared of anything?

I do.

I am scared that you will go away again.

But this time it won't be easy.

We'll have to wage war.

They already lost the '65 and '71 wars.

Even the one in '99.

Has his visa come in?

Idiot!

Greetings, mother.

My dear child.

How are things?

You didn't call yesterday.

Yes, I forgot.

Besides, there's nothing much
to report everyday.

There must be something... surely.

Did you meet Noor?

Did you go for the exhibition?

Yes, mother.

He couldn't stay away, could he?

So, how did you find him?

He's sweet.

He keeps hovering around.

Keep him behind you.

Everything ahead has been decided.

As for the rest, you are smart enough.

I wouldn't have recognized you
if I saw you like this the first time.

Don't!

I have captured you,
Firdaus Jaan Naqvi.

I thought you would set me free.

You, too?

Only death can free you from yourself.

Or love.

My desires were burning slowly.

Wishes buried deep in my heart were stifling.

Carried through to you in a smolder.

O my Lord!

I have scratched the threshold of madness.

O my Lord!

Mr. Frost, how are you?

Good.

Your consignment is on its way.

It'll be with you Tuesday morning.

Your client's gonna love it.

The first thing a man does when he
comes to the city is to buy a home.

Such an expensive car?

And that too a secondhand one?

You sure, man?

Sure as the day I was born.

My obsession has brought me close to you.

My obsession is your mercy.

Your love is my obsession.

O my Lord!

Where are we going?

Back in time.
To a time unknown.

It was the best of times.
It was the worst of times.

It was the age of wisdom.
It was the age of foolishness.

It was...

I gave you the book to read,
not to memorise.

- Noor!

- Yes, Leena.
- Since when I've been trying to reach you.

You are going to exhibit at Hayworth!

Yes?

Pack your bags, my friend.

We're off to London.
Congratulations, Noor!

Thank you.

This is a big one.

Bye.

It was Leena.

There is a mail from the
London organisers.

My work has been selected for Hayworth.

Come here.

Congratulations!

I am really happy for you.

What the hell are you doing?

You arrived just yesterday.

From Kashmir to Delhi.

Delhi to London.
This guy is amazing.

You are everywhere, bro.

Cheers to Noor!

Congratulations, Noor. All the best!

Firdaus, the first time I saw you,
my head just exploded.

Let me speak.

This is my time, this is my place.

Do you know, Firdaus

I remember each and
everything about you.

Your scarf. Your books.

That long snake-like car.

The red of the Chinar tree.

All those moments that I've lived
every waking day.

Who'd have thought that
we'd meet like this years later?

That we would be sitting here?

Your mother kept telling me...

Shh...

I love this song.

No, I have to go.

I love you!

I don't believe you.

You still have it?

You are crazy!

What's so crazy about it?

It's my prized possession.

Like how you have your jewels.

We were young then, Noor.

Yes.

Does it matter to you
if I'm alive or dead, Firdaus?

Just tell me, what's the matter?

I'm dying out here! Nothing else.

The veins in my throat are bursting
from this terrible cough.

I'll come in a day or two.

Why don't you come directly to my funeral?

Are you a six year old?

I'll be there soon.

Who was it?

Work call.

I have to go.

Now'?

Is everything okay?

Bye.

When will we meet next?

I'll call you.

She's a lucky girl, Noor.

She's totally going to love it.

I'm heading out, Noor.

There's a letter for you.
I'm keeping it here.

Yes. Bye!

Bye!

Noor, I'm leaving.

Actually, I've had to leave.

Don't know when we will meet again.

Or then, why did we have to meet at all?

All I know is that, I'll always cherish
this time I spent with you.

And yes, mother was asking about you.

I lied to her that you have grown up.

Will we ever grow up, Noor?

Some things we cannot change
no matter how hard we try.

And if they do,
we can't remain happy.

I will pray for you, Noor.

You're better than the best.

Give it your all.

Dazzle them with your shine.

Your time is here.

Goodbye, Noor!

We will meet again... if life permits.

Hello.

Noor... my dear!

Imagine, I had to hear from Jagirdar
that you have come to Srinagar.

When are you coming home?

In a bit, I just have something
to take care of.

Alright.
I'll see you in the evening.

I want to hear all about the city.
Come quickly.

Yes, Jun-jiju. I'll be there.

Who's there?

Who is it?

Noor!

Greetings.

I thought as much.

Got homesick so soon in the city?

I was on my way home.
Thought I'd drop in to see you.

Oh, so His Highness has come
to see the Begum.

Did you meet Firdaus?

What did you think of her?

Isn't she precious?

Noor's little princess.

You've come to meet her,
haven't you?

Call out to her.

Call her.

Call her.

Firdaus!

Firdaus!

Careful, Noor.

Bilal is coming.

It's her own choice.
What could I've done?

Hi, Noor. How are you?

When did you get here?

I'll catch up with you in a while.

Come on mother.
It's peak afternoon.

The doctor has asked you to rest.

You came away just like that, Firdaus!

I had to. That's how it is.

Life goes on...
doesn't stop for anyone.

But that's not done.

One moment you blow hot,
the other, cold.

What's your problem, Noor?

Why have you come after me?

What have you come to see?

Did I tell you to follow me
for the rest of your life?

You are just too much!

Mother, you need to stop smoking
that damn hookah.

How will the medicines work?

These merciless medicines
don't let me die easily.

Maybe opium will help.

Noor, what will you do now?

Are you going home?

If you are, do me a favor.

I owe Junaid some money
from last winter.

Some two thousand three hundred.

Take it from Kaleem on your way out.

- Move.
- Yes.

Begum clenched her fist
and it was almost as if time stopped.

What was I being punished for?

Who had snuffed out all love
from this house?

Whose story were we reliving?

This smell of yours will drive me crazy.

Enough! You'll jinx us now.

Now hurry up and
show some of your magic

or somebody will steal
this fragrance away.

Look at this emerald.

It'll look so lovely on you.

Lord, how beautiful!

Salman, how long are you here for?

Father wanted to stay, but
he had to leave for the elections.

I leave for London on Sunday
and from there to Islamabad.

I would like to take Hazrat to London
for the trousseau shopping.

Why don't you ask her yourself?

Hazrat is too much of a free bird.

How long will we keep
meeting this way, Mufti?

Who all will we lie to?

I'm constantly worried
about getting caught.

Things are tough, I know.
But we can't give up hope.

Nobody can stop us
from getting married, Hazrat.

- Hazrat will understand and
appreciate our choices.

- Besides, she'll not be far away.

- We'll get her married, but
how will you manage without her?

- Salman will care for her like a princess.

- We shouldn't delay
the marriage ceremony any more.

Mufti!

Mufti!

Take care of this.

Ticket.

I'll get water. You wait here.

Excuse me, my wife is sitting there...

Please watch out for her,
I'll just go get some water.

Sure.

Mufti!

Mufti!

Hello.

What date is it today, Noor?

I need some more time, Leena
I'm working on it.

The auction is in three days.

Show me something.

I'll call you when
I have something to show.

Noor, it's one of Delhi's top art events...

Why don't you answer it?

Somebody is really desperate out there.

It's been growling all day long.

Don't talk nonsense.

Just help me out. It's stuck.

Who got stuck on you now?

Mr. Minister,
do I smell something burning?

For sure! Just look at you.

You're the prettiest girl
in the world tonight.

Someone's heart must surely be burning.

Thank you, sire.
That was such a backhanded compliment.

Now shall we get about
the rest of the evening?

Everyone is waiting.

Boundaries can separate countries,

but they can't separate
our language, customs and traditions.

We live in each other's hearts.

And it's time now to welcome
each other in our homes.

To embrace each other whole-heartedly.

We enjoy your food,
you enjoy our ghazals.

The circle of bonhomie will
only prosper.

Just one last request.

It's been 25 years since
the cricket match...

please forgive Javed Miandad
for socking it to you.

- And that was Bilal Latif,
the young and dynamic minister

- from Pakistan speaking
at the Indo-Pak cultural summit - Roots.

Please sit.

Father...

Mr. Shaikh, looking very good.

Looks like India has grown on you.

How are you, my dear?

I'm fine.

Mother wants to speak to you.

Hazrat! This is not done.
You should've come.

We've shut down parliament
to come here... and you...

How many times will you disappoint me?

When will I get a chance to host you?

Salman, you are our guests.

In fact, we are the ones
who must do the hosting.

No one can win with you in words, Hazrat.

Anyway, we shall settle with
your dearest jewel.

Our Firdaus is looking like an angel.

We should not delay
the marriage ceremony any more.

Three crores in the center of the room

with the gentleman...

we have Shahzia Sikandar's
The World is Yours, The World is Mine

at three crores.

Fair warning, if we are all done,
I will sell.

And... sold!

May I have your paddle number, sir?

Slow down. We're up next.

And now, ladies and gentlemen

moving on to our next lot.

Lot number 21, is by a new
upcoming Indian artist.

His name is Noor Nizami.

And the artwork is titled 'Scar Tissue'.

I'll open the bidding at 17 lakhs.

Seventeen lakhs, ladies and gentlemen.

Do I have any bids at 17 lakhs?

Seventeen lakhs...
Fair warning... 17...

Eighteen lakhs... we have
18 lakhs on my left.

We are at 18 lakhs,
ladies and gentlemen...

Anymore at 18 lakhs?

Fair warning... I will sell.

And... sold!

To the gentleman on my left
at 18 lakhs.

That brings us to the end of our auction,
ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you all so much
for your generosity.

And now I would like to introduce
our next act for the evening

we have a performance
by a duet from India and Pakistan.

Will you just excuse me for a minute?

- A warm welcome to you all

- to the Indo-Pak Summit - Roots.

- And now I present to you
the evening's special performance

- dedicated to the people
of both our countries.

Let there be an expression of love.

There's love buried deep within the heart.

The heart beats alone.

Alone.

Heart to heart.

Let there be an expression of love.

Let there be an expression of love.

Buried deep within the heart.

The heart beats alone.

Alone.

What's happened, Firdaus?
Don't you have anything to say to me?

I've said what I had to, Noor.

I love you.

Don't be childish, Noor.

You hardly know me.

We were destined for just this much.

Please let's just be grateful
for what we had.

Is this like some dole you handed out?

I love you, don't you get it?

But I don't, Noor.

I can't love like this.

What do you want?

That I leave all this?

Come with you on your houseboat?

What will happen then?
Have you thought about it?

Have you thought about anything at all?

You are too much, Noor.

I'm getting engaged in two days.

Bilal will keep me happy-

We've been friends for years.
We understand each other.

And I can't let a stupid mistake ruin this.

What about love, Firdaus?

Or is money everything?

You know no one
can love you like I can.

I don't want so much madness, Noor.

And it's not about money.

Marriage is between equals.

Families are involved.
You won't understand.

You won't understand anything
besides your love.

Why are you lying to yourself, Firdaus?

I have to go now.
I can't be missing for so long.

Please, Firdaus.

Why are we standing so far away
From each other?

In your breath.

And in mine.

We breath the same air.

I will die.

Don't leave me so.

Let there be an expression of love.

There's love buried deep within the heart.

The heart beats alone.

Alone.

- Arif.
- Yes?

Heart to heart.

Let there be an expression of love.

Noon“.

That's enough.
Let's get out of here.

No. Not yet.

In a bit.

Noor, we've spent too much time here.

Let's go somewhere else.

Hang on.

I'll just go meet Firdaus and come.

Noon“.

Let her go.

Which part of this don't you understand?

It's not that she lied to you.

I know... I know...
but these people are like this.

She is the Begum's daughter after all.

They don't care for anyone.

They will swallow you whole
and you won't even know it.

Get out of all this.

Don't screw up your career.

You've been a good friend.
I'll never forget that.

Now go home.
Don't give me your advice.

You can go shove it.

To hell with you,
your Leena and my future.

Bro, give me a drink.

Noor, my dear, what a talented artist
you are turning out to be!

Noor, what the hell is wrong with you!

You are completely out of your...

Firdaus!

Excuse me...

No, sir... don't.

Please, sir, stand back.

If you ask for milk,
we will give you pudding!

But if you ask for Kashmir,
we will give you a thrashing!

If you ask for milk,
we will give you pudding!

But if you ask for Kashmir,
we will give you a thrashing!

Such a bright chap... gone!

You can't get drunk
and create a ruckus

at this kind of a
high profile event!

Take him away!

Lock him up for the night.

A thrashing will bring him
to his senses.

You should have kept him in check.

Was it necessary to bring it down to this?

Whatever happened in the past,

I have no interest in digging into it.

But your future is mine and mine alone.

Isn't it?

Isn't it?

Nizami!

You got bail.

Take him with you too.

He's been sitting here
for two whole days.

Mad family!

Let's go home, Jun-jiju.

I did what I had to.

Here, drink this.

Cool down.

I've ruined everything.

I had lost my mind.

I only thought about myself

and this great love of mine!

Forgive me, Jun-jiju!

Don't cry.

Everything will work out.

This was my mother's prized possession.

I've cared for it like a baby.

You need to forget about
what happened in Delhi, Firdaus.

That story is now over.

Now you are going to become
someone else possession.

What will I do being
someone else possession?

Hang around their neck my entire life?

Don't be crazy, Firdaus.

You don't know what you are saying.

I know, I should do what is right.

I know... I know it all.

I have been hearing all of this
since I was a child.

But my heart feels otherwise.

Something is not right.

Tell me mother...
what should I do?

Don't worry my doll.

I was your age once.

I had also got swept up
in all these emotions.

What did I get in return?

Do you want to live my life, Firdaus?

It's not necessary that
what happened with you

will happen to me.

Yes, of course...

It's not necessary at all.

Anyway what wrong
has ever happened with you?

You are a fortunate one.

How else would an orphan
ever become the pride of this palace?

Is it necessary to remind me
again and again, mother?

Yes, it is, Firdaus.

I had thought that God had sent
you to me for a special purpose.

I protected you from everyone.

You were special.

You are still special, my doll.

You've not been made to
waste away in love.

This palace now needs a man,
a name, a title.

And now you are going to bring
back that lost splendor.

We can't be out on the streets again.

Neither you, nor I.

Please get dressed soon.

Bilal will be here any moment.

Congratulations!

Be blessed!

Praise the Lord,
stay happy you both.

Aunt Nargis, drop the spoons
and dig into it with your hands!

You won't become fat.

Rascal!

Kaleem, please feed him some meatballs.

So many years have gone by

you still haven't been able to forget her.

Dear, the heart moves in mysterious ways.

He who hasn't felt that yearning,
has not lived at all.

It's truly a blessing to be in love!

As time passes,
it only gets stronger.

Pure, beautiful, soulful.

I may be cursed like that.

That the heart yearns for
what once was.

Those sweet fragrant days of my past.

London's my last chance.

Will you come along?

I don't have the strength
to do this alone.

Arif?

Should I do push ups for you?

Give me 50 right now.

Let me show you the gallery
and the space for your exhibition.

And here is the outdoor space
for your exhibition.

I hope it's inspiring enough!

So 30 meters... we can't go wrong
with that. Alright?

Just measure it
and come back and tell me.

Sure.

Congratulations...
we made it to the London Time Out.

This is centre stage!
London, isn't it?

There is something very interesting
about the way he thinks.

The way he articulates his expression.

What could be macabre for one

could be freedom for someone else.

Noor, my child...
you disappeared again!

Now I have to meet you in
this foreign city.

When Jagirdar told me,
I couldn't keep myself from coming.

Firdaus sent these flowers
for your big day.

Oh my God!

You were always a good artisan

but now you have truly
bloomed into an artist!

There is depth in your work now.

Good show, Noor!

Somebody smashed your heart big time!

You have poured out everything,
you must be all empty now.

You must be feeling naked.

Noor... over here!

Begum!

Begum...
Firdaus didn't come?

Firdaus! Firdaus!

I came...
doesn't that mean anything?

Go inside, Noor.

This is the biggest day of your life.

Forget everything else.

Begum!

Noor Nizami... Artist.

Don't worry.
Jagirdar has sent me.

Come, I'll drop you home.

No. I want to be alone.

We are all alone.

Come. Have a drink with me.

Come on, sir.

Will treat you to
London's best Kashmiri tea.

Come.

Noor Nizami.

That runt of a boy who used to
ride a boat on the Dal Lake.

Look at him today.

The rising star of the art world!

Have we met before?

I swear to God.

I will tear you apart.

Muazzam!

Nowadays, I am known by the
name of Mirza Baig.

What do you want from me?

Jagirdar? - Yes.

I had sent Jagirdar to you.

Your arts scholarship is
standing in front of you.

IIC Delhi...
The Gallery of Modern Art.

The exhibition at the Aman.

The Freedom Series.

All your show-stoppers!

I picked up all of them.

I doubled your price overnight.

Lies!

After what happened in Delhi,

I had great difficulty convincing
the London organizers.

Why?

I had two sons your age.

My jihad ate them up.

Neither did I get freedom, nor death.

I came here under a different name.

Worked night and day.

And built all this from scratch.

But away from my country.

I couldn't forget that boy

who risked it all
to bring me a warm coat.

The thought of that coat
kept me warm many a night.

Today when everyone in the gallery
were singing your praises

I had tears in my eyes!

Noor, my boy. We did it!

We? This is all about you.

Did anyone ever ask me what I wanted?

Don't be upset, Noor!

At least not today.

Today?

Today you've reduced me to nothing!

Today, I don't even know who I am.

Am I even worth anything?

Why did you do all this?

Who told you to do all this?

You can't just play God as you please.

Screw your charity!

I don't want it... don't want it!

No matter how hard you run
your past does not forget you.

It follows you like your shadow.

You are now going to be
part of this legacy.

Your new life starts from today.
God bless you!

For better or for worse

I will always be that boy from the Dal.

Little Noora!

To be deserving of Firdaus

you have to become someone.

Presenting... man of the hour
Noor Nizami!

My whole life was a lie... a conspiracy.

Why did you lie to me?

Why did you say that if
I want to win over Firdaus

I need to become someone?

Why did you make me feel

that you are making me
worthy of her?

You thought whatever you had to.

I never promised you anything.

Your thoughts always got ahead of you.

My thoughts?

And what you did was nothing?

All this was a game for you.

You laid my heart out
and played dice on it.

And Firdaus?

You should have at least
thought about her?

Don't you dare take her name.

When I saw you for the first time

I knew right away.

That same attitude

that same insolent stare.

I knew that you would strike
when the opportunity arose.

But not this time...

not this time, Mufti.

I have kept Firdaus' heart
locked up in my coffer.

It's invaluable.

People of your ilk
can't even glance at her.

She is getting married to Bilal.

- Can you feel it? It's broken.
- Yes!

And now you take these broken pieces

and mend it all your life.

Why did you betray me?

Where did my love fall short?

Now you will know, Mufti

how it feels when the heart breaks.

How a living throbbing life
comes to a complete stand still.

Now you will know!

No, father! No!

No, father... my child!

My Child Will die!

No, father!

My child will die.

Come!

Let her go. Forgive her!

Move aside.

Please don't do this.

She made a mistake. Let her go.

She's your daughter!

We raised a whore for our daughter!

She has stripped me
in front of the whole world.

Drop that phone!

No doctor will come to this house.

Let her rot along with her goddamn child!

Mother...

Your child is a girl.

Madam.

Firdaus.

Noon“.

Noor!

Firdaus.

If I'm destined to ruin.

I accept.

If this is how it has to end

then I accept.

I accept! I accept! I accept!

Prayer for the departed.

Child.

It was an accident, dear.

Don't curse yourself so much.

It will take time but we will
try to get through this.

Let's complete the rituals
and head to Islamabad.

Noor had come to meet mother.

I need to see him.

What?

Noor...

I want to meet him.

Your mother just passed away.

People are saying all sorts of things.

And you still haven't
come to your senses, Firdaus?

Didn't I warn you?

No more beyond this... that's it!

Didn't I?

Don't make the same mistake
that your mother made.

I am not my father who'll bow down
all my life and pine away.

It doesn't let go even when you die.

Love...

Love is a strange beast.

You can whip it, starve it,
push it deep down in your insides.

But you can't pull it out of you.

If your heart knows where it belongs

you'll fight with the
whole world to get there.

A wise man once said

it's truly a blessing to be in love.

Let it possess you.

Without fear, without shame.

Without thought.

Love in itself is its own reward.

No one wins, no one loses.

Noor!

Noor!

Will you stop staring, Noor?