Careful, sister.
This isn't a commoner's blood.
Look! This is what's left of that poor Zehra.
She snatched my husband from me.
I wanted to see her dead,
but not in this way.
I salute your bravery, Mai ji.
Getting rid of a corpse is not a job for the weak hearted.
But...
tell me how did this happen?
I got the news that Shahji isn't well.
Maybe it was because of Zehra trying to poison him.
I picked up the talisman blessed by my father, the shrine's guardian
And ran to see Shahji in the mansion adjacent to the shrine.
When I entered the room,
- Zehra was already dead.
Get up!
Let's go. Leave her.
Najji Shah!
Come on.
Come on, snap back to your senses, Najji Shah
If you need help,
You can reach out to Inspector Chaddhar
He can be trusted.
Mai ji, Shahji didn't do any wrong.
This was inevitable.
You have no clue about the wayward ways of that girl Zehra.
Not one, she had affairs with many men.
Mai ji, you just need to take care of this one problem
There should be no trace left behind of this corpse.
Munniya, get me some rope!
Mai ji, thanks to your love, I now have blood on my hands.
Anarkali, when love is true,
It's either the heart that is bloodied or the hands.
But I thought love led to hennaed hands (marriage)
My hands were hennaed once,
as were hers.
But desires...
Desires are like threads.
Threads are like stories.
Some threads are tied to another, some get entangled with another
Some threads become a web...
While others are an illusion.
Some are incomparable...
And merge with the tale's culmination.
The fragrance dissolves into air,
the predicament is of the flower,
Where will the flower go?
Sir, the flower will wither away.
Is it that simple to just wither away?
Sir, you are named Gulab (Rose), you should know!
Sir, when love is true, anything is possible.
But a poet who thinks of love as a predicament
he doesn't understand love at all.
Like all men
Not a he, but a she.
The poetess is Parveen Shakir, young lady!
Balam.
Good boy.
Thank you Mrs. Chawla!
Good boy.
Hello, sir.
Do pay a visit to my parlour.
I'll give you a colour that makes you look younger than your students.
Maybe another day, Balam
Pray for us, Mai ji.
Not so close. Move back
Bless us, Mai ji.
Pray for us, Mai ji.
Isn't that Mai Maalki?
Najji Shah's wife?
Not wife, but rather the first wife.
- Now that he had a second wife, he... - I know.
She left the shrine's main mansion and took abode in the smaller one.
I remember.
She raised quite a storm.
Now, look at her become a spectacle.
The daughter of the guardian of this shrine,
Does Najji Shah have no honour?
Najji Shah is long gone...
Up in the mountains to meditate.
But the real story is somewhat different...
What?
She has eloped.
His new wife has eloped with her lover.
If that was the case why would Najji Shah run away?
The truth is not what it seems.
A little bird told me that Najji Shah killed her and...
Well, Well, well, well,
Now she's the one who rules over us, she is the guardian of this shrine.
She is nobody compared to Najji Shah.
Moreover, the seat of power can never be bestowed to a woman!
When horses are ridden in Delhi...
...there will be whiplashes.
When the flowers beckon...
...beware of the thorns.
Desires rope a noose
...around the neck...
When serving love...
...your hands will be bloodied.
The fragrance of rose in the air...
...good days are near.
Two souls will become one...
joy may turn to fear.
Welcome, welcome, Professor Gulab.
Give me a little taste of Ghalib's poetry too!
You've been very busy. is it?
Have I...ouch... Bholi Don upset you in any way?
I need you to bump off somebody!
I don't do that kind of stuff anymore, Bholi Don.
I know, professor.
The client wants a VIP job done.
Classy and clean.
Tha...Tha...Tha...if that's what was needed... I'd have done that myself.
Isn't it?
Do I have your permission to leave?
Don't you want to know what the job pays?
Oh! The client had deep pockets. Who?
He has the face of a bastard.
I agree to love you in my solitude,
because there's no one else in solitude
I agree to kiss the air instead of you,
because...
I agree to kiss the air instead of you,
Aftab...
What was that line from your poem?
I agree to kiss the air instead of you, because...
What was the line after that?
C'mon, how can I remember a line from so long ago?
Bholi Don, let's keep the recce tomorrow.
Sweetheart, go light on the spice, and heavy on the sweet.
Roasted sweet potatoes. Want some?
Special Branch.
I want the name of the lady who recently came for a checkup.
Mrs. Mehek Mir.
What was she here for?
For an X-ray.
What for?
All she said was she slipped down the stairs.
Sir...
She didn't fall down the stairs.
Her husband hits her.
The skin is bruised, so be gentle While dabbing the concealer
Just 200 bucks? That's it?
Didn't your dad just send you some money?
You'll find two notes of 100 each in the drawer.
Why not grab those too?
Advance...
Reason?
Gambling by the day, whoring by the night.
Drunk all other time.
His wife's brother has had enough.
Oh yes...
The contract to kill comes from the brother-in-law.
One more, my love.
You've already had too many, sir.
Come one, sweetheart, I want some more.
I don't have the money now but I'll pay you tomorrow.
You've already had too much
C'mon. Give me some!
Don't you know who I am?
I am a regular here.
Want me to show you your place?
And should I call the guards?
Thank you, boss.
You're a prince, brother!
You're a cheetah!
Sir.
Sir has sent someone to fix the geyser.
Show him where it is.
The geyser's been fixed.
Sir isn't at home right now.
Come back tomorrow and collect your money.
Alright.
Not a penny to spare and fixing geysers.
Mehek, Habibi Sahab's invited us to dinner tonight.
Be ready.
You go.
Why do I need to go along?
Mr. Habibi is going to approve my bank loan.
And? So?
So I need to make a good impression on him.
Dress accordingly. Doll up a bit. Okay?
Really? You've never cared before.
You have no idea
Habibi is a real playboy
How do you think Malik got a loan?
Have you seen Malik's wife?
You're really crossing a line here...
Please, everybody does it.
You should too.
- Aftab, I won't... - Just wear something sexy,
that's all I am asking...
You're really over-reacting!
You'll forget about this, the day Habibi sanction's my loan.
What is the price you're getting for me Aftab?
I'm sure you'll get more than what Malik got for his wife.
How dare you...? Say that again?
Fuck... mother**ker
Don't move.
Drive Faster
Just the way you like it.
No cream.
Recognise me?
This isn't funny, Gulab.
You know him?
Gulab.
Don't you remember him?
He was in college with us.
Someone wants you dead.
And I've been contracted to do the deed.
What?
You...
But...
But...I have no enemies.
You do.
You do have an enemy.
Who?
Malik.
He says I owe him money?
I swear he has cheated me big time!
I lost millions.
You should be careful of him too.
He's a really shady guy.
Sardar, the Minister's son.
If he's got a problem, tell him to take it up with me personally.
Corrupt bastard.
You don't get it.
He is setting you up.
He'll frame you.
Then?
Sorry...
I've signed an NDA.
You remember what an NDA is right?
Sir Mansoor had taught us.
Oh man, what a memory.
Listen up man!
If it's money you need then don't stress. I'm here for you.
All I need to do is go to the bank.
And then I'll give you a blank cheque, my love.
I'll issue a blank cheque and hand it to you brother.
Believe me.
What is that you want?
The truth.
I want the truth.
What are you saying? What truth are you talking about?
You can't smart ass your way out of this.
Do you want to go home?
Then tell her the truth.
I'll count till three.
- One... - Fine! I'm talking...
It's been a long time now...
Two...
Okay, fine.
Mehek, I wanted to tell you something.
But never got the chance.
What?
I...
should've told you this before our wedding.
Rewind.
Why don't you tell her yourself?
You still don't recognise me?
What about him?
Do you know him?
Do you recognize him?
Aftab.
My closest friend.
My mate, my buddy.
My confidant.
Aftab.
Mehek, it is your team's turn now. We need a poem that starts with the alphabet 'A'
A? A?
Angels were shamed by my goodness, before I turned bad.
Well said.
Angels were shamed by my goodness, before I turned bad.
She was immensely happy with me, before she turned sad.
Bravo. Bravo.
Well said.
Mehek's team has come back with a fitting reply. Now Aftab it is your team's turn.
You... Give me your...
Laments...
Give me your laments, your sadness, your doubts,
Give me this void that you hold within yourself.
Well said!
So...have you made up your mind?
I'm telling you! Twenty one red roses is the best gift.
21 roses on her 21st birthday. Brilliant.
Who needs flowers when I've written 21 poems.
Are you serious?
I am.
If someone gifted me twenty one red roses...
...I'd lay myself down right there!
When will you give it?
Don't even think of it.
What do you mean?
You know it's no good.
We're in the final year of college.
So this is your chance.
Next year you'll be setting up the tables at her wedding.
Damn these eyes that have set their heart on you.
There is no match between me and the only daughter of the Ragul family.
Ragul...
You mean the steel magnates.
Mehek is their...
She's their daughter.
Their only daughter.
So it's pointless to dream on.
Listen...
If you want...
Leave it.
What?
Leave it.
Speak up.
Or I'll break your jaw.
I was just thinking that,
I can deliver your gift to her.
What's wrong?
I'm getting the poems typed out.
I can't read my own handwriting.
Okay, fine.
Recite it again.
Which one?
The one about the evening.
This misty eyed evening.
Aches for your glimpse.
Your hair tangled with the horizon, are ablaze with fire.
As my cup of yearning runs over.
Let a gentle tear drop on my grave.
And see the silent rose rise from the depths, your name 'Mehek' on its lips.
Did you really write these lines?
It's you who made me write it.
Someone might see us.
What news?
What do you mean?
She was furious.
Vented all her anger on me.
That's why I am late.
I was trying to calm her down.
What did she say?
That if I do such a stunt again,
She will create a scene.
She will expose you and put your poetry on Facebook.
And humiliate you publicly in college.
But there is nothing to be offended by my poetry.
Look, buddy, you said it yourself.
There's no comparison between the Ragul family and...
I'm staying away from this now.
Are you serious? Is it true?
Proposal of the year.
21 poems.
We'd like to see them.
You'd like to see them?
Yes!
One, two, three, and so on.
I wish I could find someone like him.
He'll write 21 abuses for you, Gulnar.
So what happened next?
- Why should I? - Come on.
Is it true, Aftab?
I am sorry.
But you can't blame me.
I loved you.
I didn't know what to do.
I love you!
Now I have peace.
Go on...
Start a new life in 12-hours.
If I ever see you again,
then I'll be forced to kill you.
Thank you.
Thank you, buddy.
I'll go fetch our passports from home.
And Mehek?
She will stay here.
Gulnar said so...
What?
That those poems weren't written by Aftab.
He had them written by someone.
You never got married?
Recite something.
Give me a date
From back when we were in college.
14th Feb, first year.
That's easy.
There was a red clip in your hair.
And you were wearing flip flops, made by Servis.
Your demeanour is steeped in such silence.
If I utter a word the spell will break.
Why didn't you recite them for me?
I accept loving you in my solitude,
because there can be no other in solitude
Did you write it?
Won't you recite it for me?
I accept loving you in silences
For quietness does not refuse me.
I accept loving you from afar,
For distance diminishes the pain.
Complete it.
I accept the passing breeze as a kiss from you,
For my lips cannot match its tenderness.
I accept embracing you in my dreams,
For in dreams you and I are infinite.
Let a gentle tear drop on my grave
And see the silent Rose rise from the depths, your name Mehek on its lips.
Bravo Professor Gulab. Bravo
You did a cleaner job than Surf detergent!
Look here.
Read it. Even the Police are confused.
Businessman Aftab Mir's dead body was found in a river.
Police suspect foul play.
Here's the rest of the money.
See you later, alligator.
Bholi, I'm sure you know why we're here.
Shahji told me to get that boy tortured inside prison.
What was his name?
Amar. Zehra's lover.
Right.
But I don't understand why he let him go.
She used to sneak out at night to meet the boy.
At night...Shahji is quite...
High!
I feel she was planning to kill him.
Shahji found out in time and he grabbed Zehra and...
So now Shahji needs you.
At your service, Mai ji.
Just order me and I'll follow.
Make sure the word doesn't spread...
Of course not.
You're all in this together.
Has he lost his mind?
You too!
You all have killed Zehra.
Shut up.
Chaddhar sir, take care of this madman.
- Get lost, you junkie... - Recognise me, Inspector.
It's me...Amar.
I was going to start a new life, with Zehra.
Zehra's no more.
My existence doesn't matter anymore.
I am not afraid of anyone now.
Get lost.
Justice shall be done, Inspector.
With you.
With Zehra and Najji Shah.
Bodies will hang from this city's bridges.
Bodies!
When a woman can elope with a man,
why can't she elope with someone else?
She ran away!
- F***king pimp
Inspector.
Bashir, come here.
Justice shall be done.
Justice, right! Take him away.
You killed Zehra.
Mai ji, please...
Mai!
What are you waiting for?
Take him away.
How am I to survive a lifetime,
when it seems difficult to survive the night?
Here.
Learn to live with a broken heart, my friend.
Whatever you have left now...is life!
Stefan, coffee.
Make that two.
Love and Work,
both need completion
There...
Another flame has been quenched.
But the hands that touch embers,
will get burned.
There is an ember that is still alive,
lying awake
Waiting to strike