In a landscape of shifting sands, a community enclosed into grids with no name, just a number, rehearses its music in villages like 1 PB, a dot in the Thar desert, at the Indian side of the India-Pakistan border. This landscape is home to Mirs, a Muslim community who are the custodians of timeless poetry, and practitioners of a music not bound to ‘quam’ (religion) or ‘desh’ (nation). But the land has now degraded, boundaries have hardened and the music has become a whisper. This film gleans songs and poems to stitch a portrait of a group of musicians struggling to keep their inheritance of Islamic Sufi and Hindu Bhakti music alive.
