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Sometimes, I think that all of this...

me...

my existence...

is fleeting and transient.

What do you mean?

You won’t understand, my Jaafu.

You're just a boy.

You don't know how temporary a girl can feel in your world.

Is that so?

Now come down.

It's pretty.

I'll come back...

-...with one made of gold. -Don't go.

I will come back.

"Mahtab"

The story of our souls

is inseparable from the magic of our lands.

Forget about this old book.

Come look, we will have our house there.

And... there!

I'll build a palace for you there. Mahtab Mahal!

The boy left the village.

And headed South.

So he could make something of himself

and buy his girl a real necklace made of gold.

He wanted this girl to be the queen...

not of the boy that he was

but of the king he was determined to become.

A rich and powerful king...

...who could conquer the whole world for her.

The girl wanted to tell him that flowers and leaves,

were more real than gold,

for they withered away

and died.

And only the things that die are real.

She wanted to tell him that

there was no point conquering the world...

when their destiny would forever be tied to these lands.

She wanted to say so much...

...but it was only he

who spoke.

And she listened.

For she feared

that she may never hear his voice again.

Two months from now this building will look completely different.

My dear Mahtab.

I miss you a lot here in this big city.

I have been waiting for your reply.

Are you upset with me?

And so,

the boy who had moved South to make something of himself,

slowly but surely,

made something of himself.

And was finally able

to buy a necklace for his queen.

A necklace made of gold.

Which would never wither...

never die.

The story of our souls...

"Limboland"

"You're invited to the festivities

celebrating the third and final wedding of Jafar Khanzada

to his one and only true love"?

Yes, your Dada (Grandfather) has a flair for the dramatic.

Third and final, though.

He seems sure this time.

He's never been sure about much.

-Here you go. -Thank you.

Top up the nose.

And don't forget behind the neck.

-Behind the neck. Yeah. -Yeah, behind the neck.

Hey!

I've got one.

Who came after death?

Who?

A necrophiliac.

That's nice.

-Is it really? -Yeah, it's really nice.

I mean it. It's great.

You think mummy would've approved?

Why name it 'Mahtab Mahal'?

Probably after an old girlfriend.

Such a player.

Aaqa's (Master's) palace! Unacceptable!

Aaqa's union! Unacceptable!

Move back! Go back!

Move back! Back!

Go back!

What's your Dada up to now?

Morning.

What happened?

Did you fall?

You could've rang the bell.

Bell? What bell?

-Are you okay? -I'm fine.

You could've called someone, Aaqa.

Why is there writing everywhere?

Well, post-its help.

I need a post-it to tell me where my underwear is?

One, two, three!

There! Okay.

Scheherazade.

It's a nice name.

You chose it. Remember?

Of course I do. How could I forget?

Both of them will be here soon.

No.

I don't want to meet them just yet.

Fine.

I'll tell them that you're resting.

Yes, resting.

You'll meet them at dinner.

Will meet...

Aaqa, Lumberdaar’s (Headman's) boys have also gathered outside.

It's not just about the graves anymore.

Four days later, this...

Wedding.

Wedding.

Everyone is afraid of this wedding.

Good.

They should be afraid.

And what if...

What if you don't get to meet her?

You should rest.

Child.

I will meet her.

She will come.

Won't she?

She will.

-Hello. -Hi.

She's alive, right?

We don't really know that.

-Come on, let's go find your dad. -Okay.

You like jokes?

Sure, who doesn't like jokes?

Well then you must come to my comedy show one day.

I will try to.

How does my picture look? And mine?

Enjoy your stay at Mahtab Mahal.

-Thank you. -Sir!

Welcome to the Land of Nowhere, sir.

This place is like Disneyland and Switzerland copulated and had a...

-You'll love it here, sir. -Thank you.

-I'll take your bag-- -It's okay. Hey, buddy.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna unpack.

Let's unpack together.

I got this, funny bones.

First door through there.

Scheherezade.

Yes, of course.

The Mountain Baby.

Yes, the very one.

So you're still running the circus around here?

Who else will?

-Where is he? -Resting.

But he'll have dinner with you.

To find one’s way back to love at this age...

That's something.

Let's try and be happy for him.

Yeah, sure.

Thank you.

Signore!

Benvenuto! You're welcome!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

No, no, no.

No, no, stop it. Stop it.

I got this.

You settle in.

Andiamo.

Come on. Andiamo.

Oh my god!

Bellissimi!

Bellissimi!

This is great.

Quality mangoes.

I can use them to make great dishes.

Okay...

Been a long time, Bhai Saab (Big Brother).

Let me get that for you.

How are you?

Welcome to Na-Kuja-Abad (Land of Nowhere), sir.

Keys. I'll park the car for you.

Looking leaner by the way. Have you been working out?

No.

You are the one who looks...

Regardless, you look good.

You'll love it here, sir.

Be ashamed! You have caged our Elders!

Beware their wrath!

Protect this Land!

Aaqa's palace! Unacceptable!

Aaqa's union! Uacceptable!

Stop it. Stop this at once.

All of you, please go inside.

Aaqa's union! Unacceptable!

Aaqa's palace! Unacceptable!

Aaqa's union! Unacceptable!

Aaqa's palace! Unacceptable!

Niazi Sahab? Areeb, from Mahtab Mahal.

Lumberdaar's boys are at it again.

You want to oppose Aaqa?

You want to get your father in trouble?

He has imprisoned our ancestors.

They get trampled on every day.

-This is the time for us to-- -The dead are dead, kid!

Sir.

I'll make this little idiot understand,

but Aaqa's union will destroy these lands.

Before that happens, if we could pay our respects to the graves,

If we can touch our Elders...

They're just prophecies in a book, Hameed.

Written by mortal men who were probably high,

and you lot have...

Take him to Aaqa.

And make him apologize.

You rascal, are you happy now?

Let me go.

Come with me! How can I let you go!

-I've had my Calling! -No, come back home.

-Come back home! -Daulat Khan.

What is all this commotion?

-She has been ill all day, sir. -Take her home.

-Come on! Let's go. -I have had my Calling.

-Just let me go. -What the hell do you mean?

Calling... what nonsense.

Where the hell have I ended up!

-Yeah? -You okay, dad?

Yes.

Room 11.

Room 12.

Give us back our ancestor’s bones, Your Majesty!

Only if you give me back my Queen!

You won't get your Queen!

Then you won't get your bones.

Your Majesty!

Your Majesty!

Help!

Little prince.

Come on.

-I don't want to hear it! -What the hell is your problem?

-I... I... Listen, I am done. -Whenever you come for a holiday...

-Don't take that tone with me. -You won't even listen to me.

If you want to use that tone, go talk to your secretary.

What are they saying?

My mother used to make such noises...

When my father was still alive.

Shall I tell you a secret?

Nobody ever dies.

We are all, this...

one big ball of energy, which...

Your father

is still here.

You just have to find him.

Tell me, when this world ends...

what will happen to your big ball?

Let me think about it.

Come, let me show you the king.

Wow.

He sure is dramatic.

And also a bit stupid.

As if he will take this necklace to Chaman (Meadows).

Chaman?

Beyond the mountains.

-Fairies. -Fatu.

Head towards the dining room, I'll bring your Dada.

See you.

We don't spy on Aaqa.

How is Wali Baba?

He gazes at the moon. He laughs, he cries...

but mostly he misses you.

Tell him I'll visit.

Now go.

And don't do anything, I wouldn't do.

Beautiful, right?

It sure is.

She will be so happy...

when she sees the necklace...

She will look stunning...

when she wears the necklace.

A man's...

promise...

...is a man's promise.

Saifullah.

Eldest son.

-Shehryar. -What are you doing?

I thought you...

You thought I wouldn't recognise my own children?

Just take a look.

I've looked enough.

Both these assholes still haunt me in my dreams.

-Okay. -What will pictures tell me?

How they look?

They are my sons. I am their father.

I know who they are.

And I am still here.

Right here.

Fully here.

I know my children.

Of course you do.

But they're all a pain in the ass...

So I won’t be able to do this sober.

Okay.

Little sir.

When the sun sets, we close this room.

Come. Let's go.

But why?

Because of our ancestors.

Why were those boys protesting earlier?

It's grown-up stuff. You won't understand.

Please come.

I understand grown-up stuff.

The villagers are upset with Aaqa.

Why?

Many years ago, a few of our Elders...

passed away.

Then they were buried.

-Here. -Here? Where?

Under your feet.

You are standing on top of their bones.

And so I fly...

...and land on top of the mountain.

Why are you taking your shoes off?

I’ll explain later, okay?

You’ve started to age, my Sherry boy.

Makes the two of us, dad.

Big, big boy, huh?

-Hi Dada. -Hello, hello, hello!

You won't be able to lift me.

Baba (Father).

Still...

So?

Third time's a charm, eh?

Absolutely final.

My everlasting...

happily ever after.

Shall we eat?

I'm extremely hungry.

Is anyone else hungry?

You take me, come on.

So, big boy?

-Any girlfriends? -No.

Women? You're not interested in older women are you?

No? Good, good, good.

-Go sit there. -Come along now.

Sit.

-Are you okay, signore? -Yes, just my...

Sorry.

Nothing to be sorry for.

-These mangoes are great. -You get many pigeons here...

-Sorry, you said? -Sorry, what?

I said mangoes.

You said pigeons.

We get pigeons,

no more than usual.

Thank you.

For liking my mangoes.

Oh, sure!

I should get back in.

Enjoy the rest of your night, signore!

Have you started your practice again?

No.

-Small talk... -What?

Small talk.

Bhai Saab.

Thank you for the mangoes, Bhai Saab.

I thought the season would be over by now.

You're right.

The season is over.

Next time...

bring apricots.

There aren't any apricot trees on the farm Baba.

Bring apricots.

Okay. I will.

Good evening, sirs! And madam.

For dinner we have pan seared trout with rosemary.

Risotto with capers.

And braised chicken al' arrabbiata.

-Buon appetito. -Thank you.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

You can have this Bhai Saab.

Your glasses are smudged. Can I have them?

You keep doing this.

-This... -Chicken.

-Here you go. -Thank you.

So, Dada?

Third and final.

What is her name?

Mahtab.

Another Mahtab?

Only one Mahtab.

Oh, wow.

The old girlfriend?

You are marrying...

your old...

See? You have us speechless Dad.

We came in expecting something inappropriate.

Like you're marrying some 20-year-old...

16 years old...

-Is the food okay? -Now that sounds...

...even more inappropriate.

Will she be joining us?

-Yes. -It's complicated.

At my ceremony.

I can't wait to meet her.

Me neither.

About the ceremony, we will have to hike there.

It's at the top of a mountain.

In four days there is a lunar eclipse.

When the moon turns red...

Aaqa, if you want to share the remaining details...

When...

did you get this made?

What would I know.

She didn't look like that during her last days.

Hollow cheeks and bulging eyes.

I don't know...

All other memories slip away, but the smell lingers.

I used to clean her.

-Washed her, scrubbed her... -Bhai Saab.

But the smell of urine wouldn’t go away.

Bhai Saab, he doesn't care.

I am just saying.

You were at the funeral, Sherry, so you know.

He didn't come, so...

he doesn't know. So...

I am just telling him.

We should all know everything.

What is this?

You didn't come...

Bhai Saab we can do this later...

You didn't come to your wife's funeral...

And now...

And now what?

-Now what? -Dad, enough!

Nothing, Baba.

Speak up!

Speak up, you little wimp!

How did she die?

Loneliness.

Pick this up!

This dinner is over!

Hameed has come from the village with his son.

Niazi Sahab is with them.

This won't happen again, sir.

I told him what he did was wrong.

He is sorry for what he did.

Now, ask for forgiveness.

One does not make Aaqa wait. Apologize.

-You don't need to apologize. -What a joke.

No sir, of course he does.

Roads!

Water! Electricity!

Tourism! Money!

What was here before me?

What was here before I came along?

Dad, stop it.

Aaqa, we agree. But before the world ends,

-if you could-- -Open that room.

Let us meet the Elders.

Even if late at night, once the resort guests have retired...

You lot can open your mouths to make these demands.

But no one has the courage to apologize.

Sorry! Sorry!

-Sorry! -Shut up.

-Sorry! Sorry! -Keep your mouth shut.

Who let him in?

I keep hearing that Aaqa's memories

are no longer in his control.

So I thought I'd come see for myself...

if he still remembers his brother or not.

You shouldn't have come here.

Get him out of here.

Darkness. When the sun turns into darkness

and the moon turns bloody,

if the seen world collides with the unseen world,

our lands will forever stand perished.

Motherfu...!

Fraudster!

Pretending to be a holy man!

Come Lumberdaar, that is enough for now.

The time has come, Bhai (brother).

Set our ancestors free.

And forget about this wedding.

Our world can never unite with the other world.

What two worlds?

-What is he saying? -Beats me.

He didn't tell you?

Please stop.

Has anyone met the woman he is marrying?

Has anyone seen her?

Heard her? No!

Maybe that is because,

she hasn't been alive for the last 60 years.

Mahtab and I...

will become one.

And as far as

your ancestors are concerned.

Those bastards,

will stay buried under my feet.

Forever.

What is written, is written.

What are you?

Why are you?

Signore? For dessert,

we have mango crostata.

No.

Sir?

Yeah, thank you.

We hike tomorrow.

That's the plan.

Practice...

I will show them.

I will show you.

This wedding will happen.

This wedding will happen.

I told you not to go.

Why did you take her?

She doesn't listen.

She wanted to visit the Mahal.

He was trying to break down the door.

So I tied him up.

I'll see to it.

Wali Baba likes me the best.

Don't, let your brother do it.

Let her go.

Aapi said she will visit.

What you said,

is exactly what happened.

I met the little prince.

Tell him I'll be there.

When the time comes.

I'll be there.

Again?

One more girl?

Is anyone here?

Hello?

Mahtab!

Bhai!

Jabbar?

Where... where is Mahtab?

And...

what happened here?

Jabbar?

Jabbar!

Where is Mahtab?

"When the moon turns bloody,

at that moment,

if the seen world collides with the unseen world,

then our tremoring lands

will forever stand perished."

The story of our souls

is inseparable from the magic of our lands.

These days the king often dreamt of a world

where time did not move in a straight line,

but rather, in a circle.

With no beginning and no end.

A world,

where the past lived in our present

as if it were also our future.

The past. With us. Amongst us.

Living. Breathing. Saying...

“I am right here. Forever.”