Barzakh (برزخ)

I'm so fucking sore.

Let's bite the bullet.

Move to formula.

It wasn't supposed to be

this difficult.

Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

Give him to me. Give him to me.

Just... give him.

Just give him to me.

The boy's love,

and his desires

were always seeped in fear.

Fear, that his every love, every desire

will turn out to be just as hollow

as his father's love and desires.

Come here. Come here!

"No glory in a story"

"You are not the master of." Don't tear it!

Bear.

Bear.

What is that one? What is it?

Elephant.

Your dad was kind enough to lend this to me.

Tell him we'll meet soon.

I don't have to go see him.

He's not well, funny bones.

We'll also make mistakes...

You and I.

And when Haaris grows up,

he too will have to learn to forgive us.

That's how it goes.

The eternal cycle of fuckery.

I love you.

I love you.

Say it one more time.

I love you.

I love you!

And so, the prince who had distanced himself from the king,

over time, became more and more like the king.

Funny Bones.

I call him that because he's funny.

Not funnier than me.

But still,

kinda funny.

You see, Mr. Funny Bones over here...

He reads one birthing book,

goes to one pre-natal class,

opts to be in the labour room with me,

and all of a sudden he's the hero.

He's the fucking hero?

And here I am

waddling like a penguin.

Farting like a camel and he is the hero?

What about me?

Eat it! Just eat it!

I'm sorry.

Leena, what's wrong?

Hello?

Leena?

Leena!

Why're you making a video?

Because you're looking nicer.

What're you doing?

Hi.

Smile.

Frown.

No, just... Smile.

Frown. Smile.

Frown. Smile.

Frown. Happy. Sad.

Happy. Sad.

Happy.

Happy!

Sad...

Hi?

Hello?

Are you all okay?

Can you hear me?

1982.

Palace Hotel.

You came to the big city to sell your wife's mangoes.

A complete fish out of water.

But there was something about you.

As if you were a fish that didn't care it was out of water.

As if you knew,

that you could live even without breathing.

Get up.

Straighten your back.

We danced to this song.

I offered you whisky.

You refused.

Said you didn't care much for intoxication.

What kind of an idiot did you marry...

Who didn't care for intoxication.

JK, the road ahead is tough.

How tough?

Like in this world, you're climbing on a mountain.

And in that world, the mountain is climbing onto you.

"What a strange predicament that

neither the past nor the present exists.

And yet, a journey

of countless lifetimes...

lies within me."

Last night...

The things I said...

It's fine.

Do you remember that girl? As she was back then?

With her long flowing hair...

feeding you apricots...

climbing up the tree.

Such...

long...

hair.

The girl who could conquer the mountains and touch the sky.

That girl, Aaqa...

Who lived for this land,

and without it, she wouldn't live at all.

Everything.

I remember it all.

She departed, and then returned.

I believe that.

She called you to the mountains, I will believe that too.

Then she asked something of you.

She asked for this?

Revenge?

A monument built over graves.

A legacy of betrayals and oppressions?

I cannot believe in this belief of yours, Aaqa.

"When will the sun set and the lamp be lit?"

"When will the moth fly in to be consumed by it?"

"When will the sun set and the lamp be lit?"

"When will the moth fly in to be consumed by it?"

The equinox is upon us.

It is time to reap

what has been sown.

Mehregan Mubarak.

Mehregan Mubarak.

Mehregan...

is an old festival of ours.

We celebrate the autumn harvest.

We celebrate the equilibrium of light and darkness.

The day when... when...

When the sun gave his light

to the moon.

And the soul met the body for the first time.

And when a cruel king was imprisoned on a mountain.

For like, forever.

What?

I googled it!

Persian mythology?

Fereydun?

Zahhak?

I am not talking about you, Dada.

What is he?

What?

Why you make him like you?

Shall I make him like you?

Mushroom and truffle soup with ginger tea for the grown-ups.

Cream of chicken for the young one.

Can I also get the chicken cream?

Not young enough...

Signore.

Enjoy everyone.

Thank you.

I invited all of you here.

I insisted that you should come.

No, actually she insisted.

But this was the only opportunity

to say what I wanted to say.

Mahtab...

was taken from me.

How was she taken...

Why...

Forget all that.

But everything I did,

each and every decision I made...

What I did to their graves.

That was my right.

Ever since the palace was expanded

and that glass atrium was constructed,

since that day, our Elders

and their 12 souls,

have been trapped inside.

They cannot visit us,

or shed the burden they carry.

Nor can they prepare for the next stage.

So tonight, my dear ones,

on the night of Mehregan,

a night of new beginnings.

We must fight,

for ourselves,

for our Elders.

Tonight we must fight,

because if the veil between the two worlds is lifted,

there will be nothing left here to fight for.

It's true! It's true!

It's true! It's true!

Avocado tacos with mango salsa.

And we have melon and walnut salad.

What is this?