Fitoor Page #2

Everyone wants a piece of this heaven.

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.

Begums 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.

Hovv do you bring so

much pain in your art?

I recognized you the

minute I laid eyes on you.

ve pared a lot ofjewels 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 theres 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?

ls 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 cant just leave you.

There is nothing left here, child.

You

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-jijus prayers worked for me.

Whether it was God's mercy

or Begums largesse.

But

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?

Shes cut off all links with family.

Tell me something,

hovv 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 net month.

And your first piece of work

will be exhibited there.

This is your space.

Fill it up.

You have si 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. VVe

do something.

That's the sh*t, man!

Show them vvhafs inside.

To the future.

Hey, what's up?

Hovv 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.

Hovv 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

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?

Net month.

I'll come for it.

Your honour is ours.

So then, hovv 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.

9K8)-

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

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