Jahan Ara Page #4

l will repeat your offense

in front of you.

Forgetting your status, you dare

to play with my honor.

Forgetting your status, you dreamt

to love the princess of lndia.

Forgetting your status, you stepped

in the women's palace.

This is your offense and your crime.

Your Majesty, love is not a crime.

Love is a divine poetry ...

which nature has written

on the divine heart.

And not only the emperor

has it.

But even the most ordinary

person has it.

How dare to claim

to be equally to me...

without any fear of being taken

into custody.

Your Majesty, l don't claim

to be equal.

lt is a fact.

Mirza, do you realize

what you are talking?

The earth can never unite

with the sky.

lt can.

Didn't His Majesty love

Queen Mumtaz Mahal?

Wasn't she the daughter

of an ordinary servant?

Didn't His Majesty's father fall

in love with Queen Noor Jahan ...

the daughter of

an ordinary man Gayaz?

Mirza Changezi, come to your senses.

The world of love

is not the world of throne.

There are no Emperors in

the world of love, Your Majesty.

All are paupers.

My one command with snatch

the light from your eyes,...

and your heartbeats.

Whether you bury me alive in the

soil or fortify a wall around me.

l would definitely say that

on one hand His Majesty is having...

Taj Mahal built

in the memory of his love.

And on the other hand the love of

a poor man is such a crime ...

that His Majesty wants to punish him

by snatching his eyesight ...

and life.

Your Majesty, if this is

your justice,...

then give orders to take my heart

away only ...

because the sacred love of

the princess of lndia resides in it.

l was told that His Majesty has

given a death sentence ...

to Mirza Changezi.

ls it true?

Yes, Sister.

But he is absolutely innocent.

ls he innocent?

You are saying this?

Sister, he tried to put

His Majesty to disgrace.

He has challenged a brother's

self respect.

He deserves a severe punishment

than death.

No, Dara. He is

not the only one at fault.

lt is also my fault.

The only difference is that...

he has lost his senses.

For God's sake, do something.

Please save his life.

Or else l will be responsible

for this death.

Dara, l will always

be grateful to you.

Sister!

l will save him.

How will you save me, Prince?

l don't want a life which depends

on someone's mercy.

My heart says that the royal command

should be executed...

and you should be backed into pieces.

Then why the delay?

Because l also care

about the princess's wish.

She wants your life to be spared.

Mirza, go so far away from

the land of Agra ...

from where His Majesty does not get

the news that you are alive.

You are dead

in the eyes of His Majesty.

Dara, if you tell sister that

you saved Mirza...

some day this love will put

the family honor to disgrace.

lt is sensible to tell sister

that he was killed.

What happened, Dara?

Sister, life belongs to God.

He takes it away whenever He wants.

His life was ended

before l could reach there.

- Get water.

- Yes, sir.

- Greetings.

- Greetings.

You have come after many days.

l am very hungry.

Give me food quickly.

Here comes the poet.

l'll arrange for some entertainment.

Forget it.

You know that Harfan has amnesia.

He forgets his own couplets.

And when he forgets,

it becomes difficult for him.

Uncle, l know.

Do you remember

the other day's incident?

When he got stuck on a line,

he was almost going to die.

- Don't worry, uncle. Just watch

the fun. - Okay.

- Greetings, sir.

- Greetings. Bless you, son.

Sir, if you don't mind,

please say the couplet again ...

which you recited

on the 1st of last month.

You seem to be an admirer. Do come,

l will recite the entire poetry.

- Please have food.

- You carry on.

Tell me. Are you just fond of

listening or even you write?

No, l just listen and memorize.

You listen and memorize?

Then how did you forget my couplet?

l did not forget.

lt goes like this.

''l did not get anything on

the path of love. How unfortunate''

l remember.

l was can interesting couplet.

lt was the essence

of the whole topic.

''l did not get anything on

the path of love. How unfortunate''

Here goes the other verse.

That...

Where's the second verse?

''l did not get anything on the path

of love. How unfortunate''

You say the second verse.

- Even l don't remember anything.

- Oh!

lf l don't recite the second verse,

how will l eat peacefully?

''l did not get anything on

the path of love. How unfortunate''

Please form your own verse

or there will be catastrophe.

This incomplete verse will kill me.

l will die.

l swear upon God. l have lied.

This is not my couplet.

Wonder where he got it from.

He is trying to get friendly with me.

l am leaving.

Please add the second verse

or l am leaving.

l am going to die.

''l did not get anything on the path

of love. How unfortunate''

''Trails of the footprints

till a distance''

Long live my poet!

Wonderful!

Please continue.

''Trails of the footprints

till a distance''

Wonderful! What a verse

you have added. Bless you, son.

Hadn't you been there today,

l would've been dead.

Life is a gift of God, sir.

l am just a ordinary man.

l am fortunate to help you.

lt was a big problem.

The question of life and death.

What is my friend's name?

l fear that my name might defame me.

So l am anonymous.

Great.

You also have a way with words.

You seem to be a great artist.

Artist is an invention of God.

l am a traveler.

And l am jobless.

l've never come across

such a talent.

Whether you need a name or not,...

but someone badly needs your poetry.

- Come with me.

- Where?

Where poetry is

taken to seventh heaven.

Please come with me.

He was saved today.

Or else he was almost dead.

l remembered the verse.

l would've said it at the right time.

But he said it first.

Feel at home.

But where have you brought me?

lt is not a wrong place.

lt is a place of admirers and talent.

Come without fear.

Wonderful!

- Practicing? - Yes.

Greetings. - Bless you.

Sit down.

- Greetings.

- Greetings.

Tell me, Mr.Harfan.

What brings you here at this hour?

Sometimes you talk very unpoetically.

Have l ever come at an odd time?

Mr.Nanhe Khan, the gathering of

music and dance without good lyrics...

like bland food.

Looks like you have something

interesting today, Mr.Harfan.

You seem to have

lost interest nowadays.

l've brought a precious gem.

He is a great poet.

He has a way with words.

And his poetries are excellent.

Wonderful.

l was in search of such a poet

since a long time.

You have only seen his face.

When you hear his couplets,

you will go crazy.

Yes. Why not? Few days back

when you brought a washerman,...

even then we had gone crazy.

Father, Uncle Harfan takes

every person to be a poet...

whose appearance is like paupers

and distress on the face.

He takes our house

to be an inn.

You be happy in your house.

l am a traveler.

But l am not willing to go to God's

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