Urdu, the Hindustani language whose words resonate music, is fast dying. So is Naseema , an old tawaif , painter who is dying an unknown death. Having shut her eyes to the callous world, she has woven a charming little world of her own. Naseema's state of nonchalant bliss inadvertently drives her daughter Shivani into a world of bitter silences. And, across the road lives Sarfaraz, a tailor master who is eyeing Naseema's old jewelry box and her beautiful daughter. Amidst all this, Naseema, Shivani and Sarfaraz struggle to keep their culture alive, their ethos alive, their language alive, their love alive...in vain.
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