Original subtitles

In the journey of life,

we're able to overcome

many obstacles.

But I wish we had the

strength to overcome the past.

And live alone as

much as possible.

With the passing time,

There is nothing left to leave

Except a few valuable memories.

Those were the days

that got me thinking...

how memories are so heavy

despite not having

a physical form.

Endless naive thoughts.

Secret journeys that

have no destination.

Rush of rare emotions

with no boundaries.

Footsteps that

accompany you tirelessly.

These are...

a few measures

of our love story.

Why doesn't

time get tired

despite melting

till the evening?

In our story of no conflicts.

All I would do is

follow her everywhere.

But for the first time, I saw the

distance between

us from up close.

That was the last

time I saw her.

Hello, everyone!

This is RJ Pratyusha.

We're back to entertain

you with old songs.

Welcome to our program

'Evening Melodies'.

Today, we have

some interesting news.

The Indian Government has

felicitated Mr. Phanindra

Parvathaneni...

as the Best Young Entrepreneur.

On behalf of all of us,

let us dedicate

the first melody

of today to Mr. Phanindra.

Phani, you finally did it!

Everyone is

raving about you.

Hey!

Hey!

I'm talking to you!

What are you thinking?

Everyone is showering praises.

Why do you seem dull?

I don't know.

Each time I level up in life,

I feel a lack of fulfillment.

Bindu.

What?

Losing Bindu is causing

that lack of fulfillment.

It was the year 2003.

Cricket World Cup

was in full swing.

They should ban cricket, dude.

Do our players even realize

that it's the World Cup Final?

They made it to the

Finals. Be happy about that.

We shouldn't have

had hopes when

it was Australia

on the other side.

Yeah.

Despite everything,

Sehwag just killed it!

He is obsessed with him!

In my story of no

twists and turns,

She is a role that had

an end with no cause.

What happened? Why are

you quiet all of a sudden?

I don't know.

I can't tell.

But you were

fine until now.

When she is around me,

my body tends to freeze

and my voice becomes mute.

Who were to tell

the young me that?

Have you ever

thought about her?

Thoughts.

Do we have thoughts only

because we think

about them,

or do we think because

we have thoughts?

That's the question I have

every time I think of her.

I want to flip back

time and tell you...

the story from our past.

I don't know

where to begin...

or how to begin...

I don't know when was

the first time we spoke.

But I only remember about our

conversations from

the past endlessly.

I don't know when we

stopped walking together.

But all I see are the

footsteps that

we took together.

I don't know how many

people I have met since.

But I started looking for

myself only

after I met you.

I don't know how

we found each other.

But we were so

close that no

distance could

come between us.

Finally, I don't know

why I left your embrace.

But it left me so

much loneliness

that I could never

feel another embrace.

What else do I

say about her?

In this night

smeared by darkness,

even those white

lights gaze at me...

wondering what I'm thinking.

Innocence that can't be measured,

A silence that can't

be comprehended,

Her eyes that can’t fool,

When I think about all this,

the streets of my

thoughts becoming narrow.

and an unknown

void is filling

up between the

walls of my heart.

I've thought about it a lot.

But I still can't recall the

beginning of our journey.

Trigonometry is called

'Trikonamithi' in Telugu.

-Did you know? -Is it?

What's Linear

Algebra called then?

'Sarala Bheeja Ganitham'.

You might not believe this.

every time I hear

her voice around me,

it would feel like all those

favorite Ilayaraja

songs of mine...

are wrapping around

me with their magic.

"As you murmur sweet

nothings in my ear"

"As you murmur sweet

nothings in my ear"

"The thunder settles

the tension between us"

"As you open your heart to me"

"My heart still sinks

in your thoughts"

Stop there.

Hmm?

Why are you following me?

Maybe I'm just

walking behind you.

But why?

I don't know why.

What?

I don't know why I

walked behind you.

Don't tell

anybody else this.

They will think

you're mad.

You please don't

think I'm mad.

"I'm experiencing

showers of flowers"

"This melody gets me singing"

"There's a rush within

me in this moment"

"In this path filled

with gentle breezes"

"I feel the blue

moonlight on me"

"Your magical glances

keep pulling me closer"

"Shall we sway on the

bed of our imagination?"

"Shall we enter our

dreamland by freezing time?"

"Guide me to the plethora

of skies, my fairy princess"

"Stop distracting

me with your aura"

"Don't take a look at

me and then run away"

"I will come chasing even if

I feel a footstep around me"

"Pay me a visit

once, my beloved"

"Give me the

honor of that bliss"

"You can't hide

from these feelings"

"Let me join you

on this journey"

"I feel your glances

hitting me in the back"

"But I turn away the

moment you notice me"

"Shall we sway on the

bed of our imagination?"

"Shall we enter our

dreamland by freezing time?"

"Guide me to the plethora

of skies, my fairy princess"

"Stop distracting

me with your aura"

So...

You like her.

Hmm.

You should tell her.

Why are you telling me?

She will get to know

even if I don't tell her.

You don't tell anyone, okay?

She will kill me.

Ah, okay.

Even if I tell someone, I'll

tell them not

to tell anyone.

Hero is back!

[hooting]

Phani!

Did you tell everyone that

you have a thing for me?

-I don't know how... -Shut up!

Just shut up!

If you make it so

obvious to people,

I'll tie a rakhi to you

in front of everyone.

So...

you want me to be

discreet about

pursuing you.

"I keep fighting the

urge in my heart"

"It pushes me into

a hollow of love"

"I feel it deep in my heart"

"It's a mystical

experience to be in love"

"Is this overwhelming

feeling going to stop?"

"Is this relationship

going to change my life?"

"Is this going to

stand the test of time?"

"I am inclined to

follow my heart"

"Shall we sway on the

bed of our imagination?"

"Shall we enter our

dreamland by freezing time?"

"Guide me to the plethora

of skies, my fairy princess"

"Stop distracting

me with your aura"

So, tell me.

What's your favourite subject?

I don't find any subject

interesting in particular.

I find you interesting though.

Woah! Stop spinning stories.

I might want to

keep listening.

I have an idea.

Come to school one

hour early from tomorrow.

But why?

I have a lot of

stories to tell, too.

Dude, what's up?

What's up, brother?

How are your

attempts going?

What attempts?

You said you were

going to try something?

Oh, this is about Bindu?

Yeah. Bindu.

What I understood is that...

complimenting her

is the first move.

Everything feels

so good until then.

But once they start

complimenting you back,

that's when the

real problems begin.

Do you feel there

are problems now?

Yeah, kind of.

She asked me to come

an hour early tomorrow.

What for?

She wants to tell

me some stories.

I'm worried what might

happen if I don't go.

Simple. She'll tell the

stories to someone else.

Hey! Think positively

at least once in life .

Tell me.

Tell what?

You said you had

some stories to tell.

It's nothing.

School is empty at this time.

I thought we could talk

without any disturbance.

Only talk?

Yeah. What else

will be there?

Hey, I want to

tell you something.

Kajal looks lovely on you.

Really? Thank you.

Maybe...

it's so good because

your eyes are lovely.

Hey, are you against

me being single?

What? We're still singles?

I don't know.

Now I can't tell.

Okay, do something.

Take the whole day

and think about it.

If you think we're

single, forget about it.

If not, come to

the peepal tree

by the river bank

after school.

I'll be waiting for you.

For the first time in life,

I was desperately waiting

for someone to show up.

The dilemma about

whether she will come or not.

The innocence of not knowing

what to do if she comes.

It's hard to describe the

overwhelm of

that waiting period.

I guess we came too far.

Isn't that why we've

become closer?

Dude, what's

your girl doing?

What are you

looking at so keenly?

If we can hear,

the drops falling on

the wall after the rain...

have a story to tell.

Do you know

what they're saying?

Uh-huh.

Few love stories

remain incomplete.

But few stories

have love in them.

Is it?

How do we know if

our story has love in it?

When every second

apart feels heavy.

If I go away from you,

how long can

you wait for me?

Not even a second.

But why?

You don't get it.

From the moment we

left to home yesterday...

to seeing you

here this morning,

do you realize how

heavy my heart has felt?

Don't let it

get too heavy.

We'll be having

night studies

because exams

are coming up.

Bindu... Hey, move!

Bindu!

*Where can we

find the Love*

*We can find it outside

this classroom, Let's go*

Excuse me, ma'am.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Anyone else has to go?

Phani...

Phani...

Why do I...

miss you this much?

Because I love

you that much.

When will you stop

loving me that much?

Love is not a breath that

would cease someday.

As the lips seal,

and there is no

space for words,

her eyes gasped in joy...

to tell me something.

-Hey... -Hmm?

Let's go to Porumamilla.

We have an important client

meeting in Bengaluru tomorrow.

I have an important meeting

in our home town as well.

But, it isn't with clients.

It's with memories.

"In this story where she

isn't with me anymore"

"I wonder where I'm

running to all by myself"

"Her thoughts come rushing in"

"I wonder where

these mischievous

thoughts have been hiding"

"Her thoughts sweep

me away like the waves"

"The sea of my heart

experiences a tide"

"Her picture doesn't

leave my heart"

"How do I take this story

across the conflicts?"

"My glances keep

searching for yours"

"I keep craving to hear

you calling out my name"

"I feel a sense of grief

to live without you"

"I kept you hidden in my heart

throughout my life, precious"

"In this story where she

isn't with me anymore"

"I wonder where I'm

running to all by myself"

"Her thoughts come rushing in"

"I wonder where

these mischievous

thoughts have been hiding"

Hey, Naidu.

How are you doing?

I am good, Dileep.

Did you just arrive?

Yes, Naidu.

We didn't enter

the village yet.

I'm seeing you

after so long.

It was a spontaneous plan.

Phani wanted to

visit so, here we are.

Phani, come here!

We'll go into the village,

Naidu. See you later.

We're here on some

work. I'll come by later.

Come to village

clubhouse in the evening.

Okay, Naidu.

It's been so many years

since we visited our village.

I wonder how it is now.

Our village will be fine.

Why did you bring

me here all of a sudden

in the name of

memories and wounds?

Sometimes one needs

to visit the old memories.

These were our

hang out spots as kids.

yeah

Such innocent

times back then.

Nothing else to say?

No.

Why don't you

say yes for once?

I'll stay here forever.

You're a sweet talker.

I never want you

to stop talking to me.

Do you think I can

stop talking to you?

Uh-huh.

-Do you remember

this pond?

Hmm.

Of course, all our secret

meetings happened here.

-You remember

her pretty well.

I never forget

her to begin with.

-Oh.

I remember her so vividly that,

when I was

alone with her,

I'd spend the time

caressing her feet.

You might not believe this.

When I would play

with her anklets,

they would make

a unique sound.

I still remember it.

Our night study

finished long back.

Should we head to home?

Our parents must be waiting.

When will I get to spend

all my nights

with you?

There's a lot of

time for that.

What did this journey

with me give you?

How can I say?

It gave me the innocence to

look for the moon

under moonlight.

Dude...

I heard that you're going

home late after

the night studies.

If only I could,

I wish to spend the

whole night with her.

Ah!

What else do you feel?

I don't know how

to tell you exactly.

It's like, I see

her reflection

even in this water stream.

Whatever.

Why are you talking

like a poet?

Because love is like

a poem, my friend.

It starts as a thought and

becomes an

overwhelming emotion.

Hmm.

I just hope that it doesn't

turn you into a mad man.

What else is going

on in the village?

Nothing interesting.

The whole world

is advancing

to telephones and

mobile phones.

But we're still

writing letters.

When will we get

our hands on phones?

Soon, I hope.

We're doing

alright for now.

If only you can travel

back to your past,

it welcomes you with

so many memories.

If only if you can reminisce,

all those memories

are beautiful.

This night was a

testament to the same.

I don't know how

to describe it.

But confronting my old

memories after so long...

feels pretty new to me.

-Listen... -Hmm?

Let's go.

You go.

I don't have any

memories here.

And I'm feeling sleepy.

To hell with you.

"Where does this path lead?"

"How do I comprehend

this moment?"

"What do I make out

of these footsteps?"

"How can I bring them

together in this lifetime?"

"Sway away the

cloud of imaginations"

"How do I put a lid

on this excitement?"

"How do I hold on to

the pouring raindrops?"

"How do I forget the

heart that touched me?"

"Where does this path lead?"

"How do I comprehend

this moment?"

"In which direction do I go?"

"To find myself

walking behind her"

"In which direction

do I flutter my wings?"

"To find myself at her disposal"

"This journey with

no set destination"

"makes me wonder

about where I will land"

"How do I adjust my sails to

blow the wind in my favor?"

"Where does this path lead?"

"How do I comprehend

this moment?"

I guess we have an

hour before class starts.

This one hour is the

only privacy we get.

How long do we keep

chasing this excitement?

As long as possible.

If it were up to

me, for a lifetime.

"The blowing wind and the

blooming jasmine"

"reach my doorstep"

"And bring whispers

of your sweet nothings"

"The nightingale

stops singing..."

to hear the melody

I sing for you"

"My heart is in surrender"

"Where does this path lead?"

"How do I comprehend

this moment?"

"What do I make out

of these footsteps?"

"How can I bring them

together in this lifetime?"

Saturday arrives...

and our classroom

bustles with color.

You're right.

I can't wait to

see Bindu today.

'He's becoming

crazier day by day.'

Hey dude, James sir

I've been observing

everything.

What's happening?

Nothing, sir.

Nothing, sir.

Look, Phani.

Exams are not far away.

We have great

expectations from you.

For the past 10 years,

our students have

topped the State.

And you're the school topper.

That means, you have

to be the State topper too.

There's nothing

wrong happening, sir.

We are more like

best friends.

You shut up!

Look, Phani. You

have to be careful.

Hey, listen.

You're the topper, man.

All eyes are on you.

Stay away from

each other at school.

What are you saying?

It's not like we're

glued to each other.

We can't meet

after school anyway.

It's not fair if we can't

interact at school either.

You have a hangout

spot, don't you?

Where?

The peepal tree

by the river bank.

Since then, all our

sweet interactions,

lovely conversations,

and these secret meetings...

started getting out of hand.

[Bindu singing]

Wow! This song

sounds even

more beautiful in your voice.

It's my favorite song.

I hope that you

don't keep me

waiting like it

happens in the song.

Hey, this is interesting.

If we want to pass any

message to each other,

we can leave it in this

burrow for the

other one to find.

"A fascination that

has crossed bounds"

"resides in this

temple of our bodies"

"It confronts our hearts

with the utmost honesty"

"The moment she breaks silence"

"Feels nothing short of magical"

"It's the beginning of a

new tale that touches hearts"

"We communicate in silences"

"That feel even more special"

"Time embraces us"

"It doesn't melt

away into the night"

"This feeling is mutual"

"We let time guide the flow"

"This tale seems so dreamy"

"It forges ahead with time"

It feels nice, isn't it?

Skipping classes and

spending time together.

I agree.

What else?

Nothing new.

I don't mind if it's

the same old stuff.

I can listen to

it all over again.

Stop it!

I have a doubt.

What is it?

You would never

leave me, right?

Even if you leave

me, I'll spend

the rest of my life

thinking about you.

"A cloud that is out of

reach pours down on me"

"An unbelievable truth

smiles right back at me"

"The youth in me rests

swiftly on your shoulder"

"This path-less journey

goes on in your company"

"A fascination that

has crossed bounds"

"resides in this

temple of our bodies"

"It confronts our hearts

with the utmost honesty"

"The moment she breaks silence"

"Feels nothing

short of magical"

"It's the beginning of a

new tale that

touches hearts"

Why doesn't

time get tired

despite melting

till the evening?

Why? Don't you

feel like going home?

Do you feel

like going home?

Umm... Not really.

So, how would you

describe me in one word?

You're a tough

question paper.

I can't understand you.

Come on, topper.

A question paper you

don't understand exists?

When I flipped back time,

I saw the days

that I'd see her,

the days that I knew her,

the days that I had

travelled with her,

and this place that

brought us together.

I turned around and

got a final glance.

Though it was going

to be my last time there,

all I could think

of was the past.

Done with the meeting?

Umm... The one

with your memories.

I've never seen you like

this in the recent times.

What's the matter?

Bindu.

She's like the beautiful sea.

But I...

I couldn't become the

river that flows gorgeously...

and ultimately

unites with the sea.

Hmm.

What do you plan on doing?

I don't know. Her

memories are everywhere.

Dude, that reminds me.

You guys even

danced at school once.

Hmm.

No, no.

It was just rehearsals.

She danced well.

I wish you did too.

You guys were

amazing together.

Everyone thought you'd

become the best pair.

But the way you

guys separated...

I still don't get it.

What's wrong?

You don't look

happy at all that

you came second

in the school.

Because I was

supposed to top the State.

Are you really that upset?

It's okay.

You'll come first in

the State in 12th grade.

Which college

should we go to?

Let's not study

together from now on.

Why so?

If you're around

me, I spend

my whole time

being with you.

But I have a

few ambitions.

And I wish to

achieve them.

Am I coming in the

way of your ambitions?

That's not what I said.

I said I'm not able

to concentrate.

But Phani, think about all

the times we

travelled together.

Maybe they can be more

beautiful than your ambitions.

We don't make

beautiful memories

only when we

travel together.

When we deal with the

distance between

us with grace,

and the times of waiting for

the moment to

meet again,

can also make

beautiful memories.

"Your mind juggles with my heart"

"Goes chasing after

something selfishly"

"You decide to travel

alone in this tale"

"Leaving me unsure

of my lonely existence"

The distance that my silence

has created in that moment...

could neither bring back...

the love of my life

walking away from me...

nor her sweet voice

calling out for me.

That's when it all began.

This void in my

heart without her.

From that moment

on till I succeeded,

I had only stopped

calling out for her.

I always thought of her,

and couldn't tell her that.

Dude...

You guys have separated?

No.

We're just taking

some time away.

For how long?

I'm not sure.

I don't know.

So, what was in

the letter anyway?

'Hoping that you

achieve all your ambitions,

I promise to

wait for you

till you come

back to me.

Yours,

beloved.'

I have to admit...

your antics from when we

were young are unforgettable.

Hey, do you think

she's still waiting for me?

What?

I mean, she did

promise, right?

Dude, you're 30 now.

Which means she's also 30.

Don't get your hopes up.

Let's go to my house.

Uh-huh.

Let's go to my house first.

Aren't you getting

your slam book filled?

What for?

You'll remember us fondly

when you read it

in the future.

Oh.

But, do you think

I'll have the time

to think about you

guys in the future?

Hey, who's your

favorite cricketer?

Sehwag.

Oh. I'll borrow

your answer then.

It says, Message for You.

What should

I write here?

Darling, you should

write what you

feel for him. Not

what he tells you.

Oh.

'Will always be

there for you.'

'Will always be there for you.'

"As your glances rest and

your hair falls on your face"

"I lean forward to adjust it"

"In this beautiful moment"

"You're like the emotion

behind these sparkly eyes"

"You're the wind beneath

my wings of imagination"

"Heart is full like the sea"

"Like the shore

decked with waves"

"With wind blowing

towards the sails"

"As the hearts intertwine"

"I mesmerize you as a woman"

"How could I shut

the door to my heart?"

Hey...

Can I ask you something?

Go ahead.

You don't have to

ask for permission.

If life takes a

different course,

and you'll have to

marry someone else,

what would be your

last words to me?

No matter where you are,

I would ask you to

come take me away.

Hey, she would still

be waiting for me, right?

-I would say that

it's improbable.

Do you know the kind of

intensity she

said that with?

To take her away.

-That's what they say.

Think positively at

least once in life .

'The last sweet interaction

in our tale of love.'

We're done

with the exams.

Hmm.

No more classes

or night studies.

We don't even know

when we'll meet again.

So,

why don't you give

me something...

that I'll remember forever?

Keep this.

This is it?

Yeah. What else

do you want?

To my beloved Phanindra,

How are you?

We came to Vijayawada

due to Dad's transfer.

I studied 11th and

12th grade here.

Kudos to you!

You stayed away from me

and finally became the topper.

But...

you're all I can

think about, Phani.

I don't know

where to begin...

or what to say.

I don't know when was

the first time we spoke.

But I remember only our

conversations from

the past endlessly.

I don't know when we

stopped walking together.

But all I see are the

footsteps that

we took together.

I don't know how many

people I have met since.

But I started looking for

myself only

after I met you.

I don't know how

we found each other.

But we were so

close that no

distance could

come between us.

Finally, I don't know

why I left your embrace.

But it left me so

much loneliness

that I could never

feel another embrace.

I don't know

what else to say.

Even the horizontal lines on

this piece of paper

glance at me...

and wonder what

I'm thinking.

How are you doing?

What are your future plans?

Hoping you

would write back

about the

happenings of your life,

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promising that I would

always wait for you,

yours beloved, Bindu.

We got to admit.

Love stories were

better before

the advancement of technology.

That's the kind

of satisfaction

that a handwritten

letter gives.

Love stories?

I don't see your love here.

I wrote back, too.

My dear Bindu,

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

While I was

reading the letter,

it felt like you were right

beside me, talking to me.

I haven't forgotten

anything, Bindu.

I can't forget your

eyes that waited for me.

I can't forget your smile

from when we were together.

Our sweet interactions,

cute conversations,

secret meetings,

I could never forget them.

I want to ask

the dampness

of the lips that I kissed...

when I can embrace

you against

to fight the cold

and keep us warm.

What else?

How are your

start-up goals looking?

Working on it.

How long is it going to take?

It's been 2 years

since graduation.

Why don't you

get a good job?

No, man.

I can succeed if I

give it a good shot.

Hey, Phanindra!

Post!

Stay here.

I'll go get it.

Phani...

It's a courier from Bindu.

Since when are guys

sending couriers?

Yeah, she keeps sending.

I think she has sent more.

I have to read them

when I get some free time.

This is some cassette.

Let's go listen.

It's some love talks only.

I'm not interested

now. I'll listen to it later.

Dilip, what did

the postman bring?

Did you get a job?

No, it's not that.

It's a love letter.

Woah! Carry on.

Phani...

How are you?

Do you remember me?

Life isn't good at all.

The sad part is...

I'm facing a lot of

problems at our home itself.

But...

the most difficult part is

staying away from you.

As time passed,

so did our past.

And I want to

ask the past...

where all these

memories came from.

But the same

past that innocently

lies in your

heart is asking,

where is the breeze that

we captured in

our embrace?

Why are you so selfish?

I should've understood when

you said you'd

be my shadow.

That you're further

away from my darkness.

But, this is too

far, don't you think?

My dreams surpass

sleep these days.

My footsteps fumble

even in daylight.

Still, I don't seem to

hear a word from you.

I don't think there's

an end to this wait.

No matter how

long I wait,

I am only faced

with void.

Even the rain that just

poured is reminding

me of the raindrops

that greeted us.

From the days when even

the unspoken

silences were felt,

to a distance where even

the spoken words

aren't heard

I'm worried that

our love story

has ended with

overwhelm.

After you left, I wanted to

write our journey

into a poem.

When I read it,

you must listen to the

trembling of my lips.

You would've

never left me.

Forgive me for

asking you this...

without knowing if you still

have feelings for me or not.

Why don't you write me a

letter expressing

your thoughts?

I'm not sure if you know.

But I will always

be waiting for you.

I told you back

then itself that

we should listen

to the cassette.

[Bindu singing]

This is my favorite song.

I hope that you

don't keep me

waiting like it

happens in the song.

Why are you following me?

Maybe I am just

walking behind you.

Woah! Stop spinning stories.

I might want to

keep listening.

"The past doesn't let go"

"The heart doesn't forget"

"It's both the strength

and weakness"

"A sweet suffering

you can't endure"

"What lies deep

within the heart?"

"Which one of these wind

trails can answer that?"

"This war I'm

fighting with my heart"

"When do I end it

once and for all?"

What did this journey

with me give you?

It gave me the innocence to

look for the moon

under moonlight.

Why do I miss

you this much?

Because I love

you that much.

You're a sweet talker.

I hope you'll never

stop talking to me.

Do you think I can

ever stop talking to you?

"How long will this

melancholy go on?"

"Why don't you

decipher this mystery?"

"Why don't I see you in

the blue skies anymore?"

"Within the walls of the heart"

"The joy of life is

captured forever"

"Do you listen to

my heart beat?"

"Does it convey my feelings?"

When will I get to spend

all my silences with you?

Love isn't like breathing

that would cease someday.

No matter where

you are, I'd

ask you to come

take me away.

Even if you leave

me, I'll spend

the rest of my life

with your memories.

I have a feeling that

she's still

waiting for me.

It's been 8 years since

that courier arrived.

There's no way

she's still waiting.

No, I have to meet

Bindu at any cost.

Huh?

I have to apologize at least.

Let's find out.

For the first time in my

life, I feel my

heart trembling.

Is it because I

can't forget her...

that I'm struggling?

What's the deal with

these memories anyway?

Despite knowing that

time won't

bring them back,

why are they

haunting me so badly?

Is it the moment I

adjusted her hair?

Is it the way I

kissed her lips?

Or the moment she

rested on my shoulder?

Who can tell me what

a sweet memory is?

Hey!

Nobody knows where

Bindu is or how she's doing.

Her family hasn't

visited the village in ages.

Apparently, she's

still unmarried.

In spite of the

pressure from

her family, she

kept avoiding it.

None of them know

what she's doing right now.

Now do you get it?

She's still waiting for me.

How can you be

sure that it's for you?

Phani, do you remember?

If I had a message for you,

you said I could

write it in a

note and put it

in this burrow.

I always have

something to tell you.

That is why I've decided

to keep writing these notes.

Have you never felt like

saying something to me?

Remember?

You said you

love reading me.

Why did you stop

reading midway?

You said you

can't stay away

from me even

for a second.

Not bad. Looks like you're

going to spend

a lifetime doing it.

I understood one

thing clearly though.

My life has no purpose

without you in it.

Do you know what

these silences are saying?

They're asking us to relive

every one of those moments.

My glances never got

tired of all the waiting.

Still, why can't you

hear my crying?

There's nothing I haven't

let go with the

passing time.

except for your

valuable memories.

I was never able to express

how much I love

you, Phani.

But if I have to,

let me just say

that I'd leave my

whole world behind

to be with you.

I remember, Bindu.

I remember everything.

I remember your

eyes that waited for me.

Your smile from when

you were with me.

Our sweet interactions,

lovely conversations,

secret meetings,

I remember all of it.

I don't want to extend

this silence anymore.

I want to hear

your voice once.

Seeing how the love of my

life waited so long for me,

I couldn't believe

myself or my love.

But knowing that

she is waiting for me,

I called for an end to this

journey with a heavy heart.

Hey...

Is love really

that powerful?

How powerful?

So powerful that you

spend a lifetime waiting.

How did she wait

for so long, man?

Love isn't about waiting.

It's about continuing

to be in love.

She proved that.

I've also continued

to be in love.

I swear.

In this journey

spent away from her,

you may not see her

footsteps beside mine.

But I've thought about

her so many times.

Hmm. Okay.

-Hello. -Phani...

I recall the days when I

first waited for her here.

The intensity of emotions I

experienced back

then waiting for her...

still remains the same.

"Your picture is

etched on my heart"

"As I linger in the

abode of your thoughts"

"I don't feel like

myself anymore"

"I wait in this path,

hoping you'd say my name"

"I walked as a loner in

these paths of illusion"

"Meet me halfway and stop me"

"I kept going against

this dualist world"

"I stand in darkness even

under the light of the lamp"

"I don't hear your

sweet nothings

anymore. Will this sadness end?"

"I hope the past doesn't

remain to be just a memory"

"Can you freeze time so that

these memories don't hurt?"

"When can I hear those

sweet words chasing me?"

"I wait for you in the

lanes of my imaginations"

"Your thoughts play tricks

on me by calling out my name"

"Your picture is

etched on my heart"

"As I linger in the

abode of your thoughts"

"I don't feel like

myself anymore"

"I wait in this path,

hoping you'd say my name"

In all these years

of my journey,

my desperate

thoughts have

led me here in

search of her.

I don't know where

to go from here.

Hello.

[Ye dhaarilo ye malupulo

song playing on FM]

Hey, are you Phanindra?

Yes, ma'am.

You like our orphanage?

It's the largest

one in the area.

We are highly reputed.

The kids here grow

up to become...

Ma'am!

Bindu...

Hmm.

"Like the summer spring"

"Like the frozen time"

"Let me embrace

you in this moment"

"You have been

away all this while"

"But my stubborn

heart stuck through"

"Loneliness was my companion"

Sorry, Bindu.

I know that...

I don't have

the right to

ask for your

forgiveness.

But I don't know...

what I achieved...

by staying

away from you.

All these moments I

was away from you...

felt like sitting

alone at a seashore

that doesn’t

even have waves.

Our love story...

is a song yet to be penned.

Let us finally start

writing it together.

"This silence that

doesn't leave the heart"

"This song that wasn't

penned by a poet"

"This moment frozen

in time for us to revisit"

"As the hearts intertwine"

"I mesmerize you as a woman"

"How could I shut

the door to my heart?"

I'm talking so much.

Why are you quiet?

Whenever you're around me,

my body tends

to freeze,

and my voice

becomes mute.

How do I tell you that?

You said you

wrote some poem.

If I listen to your lips

tremble as you

read the poem,

you said I'd

never leave you.

What does the poem say?

Do you want me

to say it now?

Yeah. Let's

restart our

journey with a

beautiful poem.

The gentle breeze,

The blooming jasmine,

The chirping bird,

Are these the witness

to our love story?

And we spend the

remaining days...

[Bindu singing]

Forgive me for putting

you in a situation

where you keep

singing this sad song.

Why doesn't

time get tired

despite melting

till the evening.

What's the need

to get tired?

Even after sunset, time

keeps melting away...

and brings a new dawn.

"I'm experiencing

showers of flowers"

"This melody gets me singing"

"There's a rush within

me in this moment"

"In this path filled

with gentle breezes"

"I feel the blue

moonlight on me"

"Your magical glances

keep pulling me closer"

"Shall we sway on the

bed of our imagination?"

"Shall we enter our

dreamland by freezing time?"

"Guide me to the plethora

of skies, my fairy princess"

"Stop distracting

me with your aura"