Dedh Ishqiya Page #2

Sir, save your words for later.

Greetings!

The name is Munira...Aslam..

Zia-ul-Bano.

ln a short while from now,

the light of Majidabad..

..Begum Para,

will grace this gathering.

Few details our male guests

should make note of.

Please refrain from any

physical contact with the Begum.

And your eyes..

Tell your eyes not to stare.

She is a delicate creature.

Your brazen stare might hurt her.

So cold sighs

and silent lamentations..

..are not allowed

in Begum's presence.

So gentlemen... Begum Para!

Greetings.

Greetings!

Please come Begum.

Greetings.

This is..

l apologise..

- The Nawab of Chandpur.

Greetings.

Have we met before?

lf you remember where,

do let me know.

l've been searching

for myself a long time.

ls that it?

Where's Noor Mohammad ltalvi?

He..

Mr. ltalvi was with us until Kanpur.

l saw him in the train.

There's already a long waiting list.

But finding a good poet

at the last minute is tough.

That's not true.

Jaan Bhai is right here.

No one can match his poetry.

No, no. He's just joking.

You're the one joking.

Just yesterday he

said a wonderful verse.

Liyaqat bhai. What was it?

lt was wonderful.

What was the poem?

"The pajamas are cheap."

"Pour less water in my drink.."

Sir, please.

Let's hear it.

lt goes like this..

Please.

"The attire has consequence

and not the man.."

Wow!

"The attire has consequence

and not the man.."

"Hand me a tall glass.."

"..even if there's little

to drink from it."

Wonderful!

That's beautiful!

Please tell us the opening

verse of this poem.

Poem?

Go ahead.

lt's not done yet,

its work in progress.

Doesn't matter. Let's hear it.

lt was like..

What was it?

l..

Someone throw a line, come on.

"l couldn't tell if there was

makeup in your eyes.."

Wonderful.

Let's see who completes this..

"l couldn't tell if there was

makeup in your eyes?"

"But when they glanced

at my fallen words.."

..they soared up to the heavens."

Wonderful.

Bravo! Bravo!

Why didn't you give me

the opening verse?

Just the one couplet..

Why not the opening verse?

l am talking to you!

l hadn't finished yet, so..

l hadn't finished yet.

How could l give it to you?

Look...Noor Mohammad Dehlvi.

- ltalvi.

Noor Mohammad ltalvi.

ltalvi? Where's that?

ltaly.

The Bofors one.

Yes. My mother's from ltaly.

Wonderful! Congratulations!

Great.

So look, Noor Mohammad ltalvi.

By evening, l want 20 new poems.

20 poems by evening?

And l want nothing

but the best stuff.

Or else l'll have

your brains in my curry.

Understand?

How will l finish

20 poems by evening?

l am not a computer.

lce?

- A little.

First the ode and then the ice.

Wow!

That's a wonderful line too.

Get out!

Start writing.

(Old lndian classical music.)

Careful Mister.

Be gentle.

Don't kill them with

your words tomorrow.

Ladies and gentlemen,

l would like to begin..

..this poetic evening, with a..

..beautiful verse by

Dr. Bashir Badr.

"Here's to the sweet language

of my ancestors.."

"Here's to the beauty

and elegance of Urdu.."

And now, l would like to call upon..

..the benefactor of this tradition.

The light of Majidabad,

the love of all our hearts..

..Begum Para Mirzada.

l would like to dedicate my verse..

..in honor of Begum Para Mirzada.

Please.

"The moment l looked at her

with love in my eyes.."

"She turned to the mirror.

Oh! What a vision of beauty!"

Bravo!

"As soon the lamp was lit,

Porus' army fled the battlefield."

"And Alexander was left alone,

wandering the streets."

Wonderful. Fantastic!

"This the same crown.."

"This the same crown,

the same throne."

"This the same poison,

the same liquor."

"This the land of the same God,

the dwelling of pagan idols."

Wow! Brilliant Jaan Saheb.

"Set my house ablaze if you wish."

"But you'll stay away

from harm's way."

"Someone bought my words."

"This pen is someone's slave!"

Wow!

Wonderful!

Respected guests,

l don't have the sweet words..

..or the refined technique..

..which my learned friends..

..have displayed before me.

All l have is

a fragile heart that beats.

And l wish to express its feelings..

..at the service of Begum Para,

with everyone's permission.

Please, let's hear it.

"lf l don't speak...

my heart bleeds."

"And if l do...

my tongue is set on fire."

"l hope she doesn't smoulder

when she hears.."

"The feelings l hide in my heart."

"lf l don't speak...

my heart bleeds."

"And if l do...

my tongue is set on fire."

"This is an illness,

once you're struck.."

"..you choke.

lt makes you breathless."

"This is an illness,

once you're struck.."

"..you choke.

lt makes you breathless."

"That's what love is,

it never leaves you.."

"And you can find escape only

on the day of your death."

"lf l don't speak...

my heart bleeds."

"And if l do...

my tongue is set on fire."

Wonderful.

Beautiful.

Fantastic.

Once again. Once again.

Where did he come from?

You horny old idiot!

Pervert!

Where are you running to?

There's nothing l didn't do for you.

No, l..

- l did everything!

Hello, Khalu.

- Hello.

Tired.

- Totally out of breath.

Run!

- What?

Run!

- No, son.

lf l run anymore,

my heart will explode.

Do you have a heart?

Do you?

- Babban!

l said run.

- No, no.

l will die, son. l will die.

Have mercy.

- Mercy?

Did you have mercy?

You left me alone to die.

- l didn't leave you.

l was just protecting myself.

Where is it?

- What?

Where is it?

Necklace?

- Necklace.

Necklace?

- Necklace?

Necklace?

- You hit really hard.

Did it hurt, Khalu?

- Yes.

lt fell from my hands that day.

Remember, when we fled that day..

He was firing at us?

l fell in the gutter..

..and dropped the necklace.

l thought you noticed.

- l didn't, Khalu.

That's the problem with you..

You don't pay attention.

l thought you'd pick up

the necklace.

And l ran to save my life.

Why didn't you come to

the graveyard to meet Mushtaq?

Why would l?

To have my little one chopped?

ls yours intact?

You think this is funny?

l will call Mushtaq.

He'll take care of you.

No, no. Babban.

You won't call Mushtaq.

- Why?

Because my imbecile nephew..

Look there.

What do you think?

Nice.

Nawab Saheb you..

- Yes.

Allah! Are you okay?

- Yes, of course.

Your nose is bleeding.

Oh, l think..

Actually, l was running.

What for?

All those praises,

l couldn't handle it.

And l ran away.

And anyway, your hospitality

has been wonderful.

l've been eating so much, that..

..my system couldn't handle it.

Let me see.

Come inside.

l'll apply something.

- l..

No need to worry.

lt's just a nosebleed.

He'll be fine.

There.

And you are?

- He's my butler.

Name?

Babban, introduce yourself.

Babban.

lmpudent.

Come.

- After you.

The servants' quarters

are behind the mansion.

Bring your blanket

and pillow after dinner.

lf you stay there, then l swear..

..l'll settle down permanently.

ls it okay now?

Yes.

Thank you.

- Give it.

Thank you.

Show me your palm.

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