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Hemorrhage was very severe.

She's lost a lot of blood.

Is my wife alive or not?

We couldn't save her.

You have a healthy son.

Jay, my son... listen.

Music is a drug.

They say those with the gift

of music and rhythm

have been touched by God.

All lies.

Do you know

why those crazy people like performing on stage?

Because they've become addicted to the applause.

This applause

will intoxicate their veins and nerves.

Their addiction to one drug leads to another.

Little by little, music will take everything from you.

Among all the diseases in this world,

the worst of all is... Music!

This is Jay.

My Jay! He is a singer, song writer.

He sings for me.

And he's deeply in love with me.

I'm Sophia.

Today's my big day.

My charity show's big finale is about to start.

You are making this, right?

Harry!

- Harry! - Plan is very simple.

Dancers exit from the left. The lights are off.

Our winning designer...

- Sophia Singhania.

She'll make her entry and speak.

Sophie will speak?

Yes, winner right? So, she will talk. What?

- She can't speak. - Meaning?

She's mute.

There is no need to talk.

Her work does the talking.

Come on, guys, get ready!

Three minutes. Everyone on stage.

Let's go, guys. Come on!

"I was shattered, Sophia"

"...into a thousand fragments"

"You embraced me, Sophia

"I've become whole again"

"As a fire that knows not to hurt"

"You speak love to me"

"To dry out the last drops of darkness"

"you burn bright as a lamp"

"In your silence, Sophia"

"I listen to my mother tongue"

"Only in your eyes, Sophia"

"I become real"

Hold it correctly.

Hey Jay, what's up?

- Should I keep 4 or 2, brother? - Two.

This world is in your eyes, Sophia.

Do you see it?

"When we lock our fingers, Sophia"

"the entire earth is in my hand"

"When we lock lips, Sophia"

"the entire sky"

"I sense in my tongue"

"Sophia! Sophia!"

"Sophia! Sophia!"

"Sophia! Sophia!"

"Sophia! Sophia!"

"Sophia! Sophia!"

"Sophia! Sophia!"

"Sophia! Sophia!"

"Sophia...!"

O, Deep within me.

Check, check, check, check.

- And what's this? - O, yeah, yeah.

Who is your daddy? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Who is your daddy?

Who is your daddy?

Who is your daddy? Who is your daddy? Who is your daddy?

Love it, love it.

- Sanju Singhania. - Jay.

It's an honor, sir.

Sophia's Jay.

We meet finally.

Do sit.

If I knew you had so much fun here,

I'd skip work and come every day.

Anytime sir.

I mean, all this gear

belongs to you?

There's a secret behind that.

Tell me more.

- Dandiya. - No!

Throughout the year, we play in the marriages and festivals.

So we buy this gear playing at those shows.

Amazing!

Have you graduated?

Yes. Some years ago, sir.

I'm doing my Masters now.

-What Subject? - Music Technology.

Technology? It looks like you're into it.

Music.

- Sir, sorry to disturb. - Yeah.

Mr. Parekh, 4 missed calls.

- I gotta take this call. - Sir.

- We gotta hang. - Thank you, sir.

You and me.

- We gotta spend some alone time. - Thank you, sir.

Give me that phone.

Parekh! I love you baby.

You know I love you.

Bro, one minute.

That's G-Medal, right?

Hey Sophie, that's for you.

Which ever band wins the contest

gets the headlining slot on the graduation day.

No audition needed.

-Just upload a song. - Which song?

- Don't you have a song? - Whose song?

You write one everyday, send one from that.

I don't have a competition winner.

Send any song! We'll be selected.

You gotta write a 100 songs to get one good one.

You probably have a 1000!

It's our time to shine.

Ball please.

Hey!

Get the ball please.

Thank you sir.

- Yeah! - These fellows!

We're gonna graduated.

It's this first time, we must perform on stage.

I don't know, man!

We may not get another chance.

- Hey Jackie Chan! - Brother.

Chopsuey!

Hey Changi!

Thank you!

Thank you, Changi.

- How? - Hey Jay.

Listen to me, you have that old album with you, right?

In that, the first two tracks.

They're good. We'll send that first. We have to do something, right?

Listen to me.

Just leave him.

Hey, Hey, stop it.

Hey what are you doing? No need.

Hey wait bro.

Thanks for that, man.

Anything for you.

Then send the song.

Which song?

The song you sang yesterday was cool.

That won't win.

"We talked and laughed here"

"Right here"

"We leaned on our friend's shoulder"

"Right here"

"War will break out on us tomorrow"

"There is no sadness here today"

"Friendships voice is music"

"It will follow us in memories "

"There's no other place like this"

"It shows us life"

"It gives us secret wings"

"Would never want this dream to end "

Next up, The Momos!

"O tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow"

"Hey tomorrow "

"This world is my tomorrow "

"Its morning tells us that the future is ours"

"This college road leads us to that journey of future"

"Our names will be etched in these walls"

"There will be stories behind those scribblings"

"We don't need anything"

"Except our friends"

"Here is the only time we truly lived"

"Hey tomorrow "

"This world is my tomorrow "

"Its morning tells us that..."

"...the future is ours"

"This college road leads us to that journey of future"

"Love, anger, kindness are shared like rain"

"Our bond is greater than any other bond in this world"

"Love, anger, kindness are shared like rain"

"Our bond is greater than any other bond in this world"

"Are you ready to be me?"

- "That first love" - "Will we ever forget?"

- "Our girlfriends..." - "Will we ever forget?"

- "This beautiful day..." - "Will we ever forget?"

- "The late night dance sessions..." - "Will we ever forget?"

- "Library..." - "Will we ever forget?"

- "Canteen..." - "Will we ever forget?"

- "The classes we bunked" - "Will we ever forget?"

- "These memories..." - "Will we ever forget?"

My father was right!

There's no drug like applause.

Say this once you try other drugs.

You're a rock star, man. A photo then!

- Where's your family? - Hey no need.

- Hey! - Right here.

Come. Let's go do this.

Singhania sir, smile please.

Oh man! I had no idea

You're such a rock star! I love it.

I'm blown away.

This weekend...

I'm having guests.

I want you to be there.

You'll be my guest of honour.

You'll be the man of the moment.

We'll party!

She's waiting for you. Go on.

Get out of here!

"Hey tomorrow "

"This world is my tomorrow "

"Its morning tells us that the future is ours"

"This college road leads us to that journey of future"

Your story has always seemed strange to me.

There's no need for that.

You could've died last night.

You know that?

I had a feeling I should keep this safely.

You have a very interesting story.

"Why did you quietly..."

"throw a net, my angel"

"You gave me the language of music. Through your eyes..."

"you spoke and I gave myself to you"

Singhania's daughter's performance is beautiful!

Both of their performances.

"I'm uniting your painting with my music"

"I see a thousand rainbows in it"

"A song which isn't heard by anyone"

"I'm seeing through both your eyes"

"All of the songs I sing are in the language of your eyes."

"Your face is like a blooming lotus"

"She is my illusion of smile"

"She is my illusion of smile"

"She is my... illusion... of smile..."

If you do it this way, you can earn a lot of money.

Actually, no!

More than the one who makes the music,

the one who brings it to the market earns more.

Do I have to tell you this? Now for example,

he sings.

We will buy that.

- We will put his name and we will earn. - Jay, come on over for a second.

I'd like you to meet the Hon. Chief Minister, Mr. Prabhakar.

I'd like to call you a friend.

He's very keen to get to know you.

Nice to meet you, sir.

Hmm...

The song you just sang

started with a fugue,

right?

Oh, you know sir?

Hmm...

I initiated the classical music courses

at Delhi University.

Like JS Bach's,

I especially like fugues

that have feeling.

I'm glad you liked my song, sir.

When did I say I liked it?

Music either has truth or it doesn't.

Your music is good.

It'll have truth someday.

- Good luck! - Thank you, sir.

- Drinks? - No, sir.

Rock star who doesn't drink.

You will be the only one in the world like this.

Cheers!

So...

You love Sophie?

- Very much, sir. - What will you do with this love?

Me and Sophia would like to get married.

How easy it is for the unmarried

to say they want to marry.

Ah, waste of time!

- I think you doubt me. - I don't doubt you.

Sophie would've thought carefully before choosing you.

She may be unable to speak,

but she understands everything.

She knows why I asked you to come here.

Jay, I want to give India

a new method of listening to music.

I want to start an AI streaming service

Brand new technology...

that goes into your phone, into your tablet, into your computer,

into your mind.

But I need someone to lead this.

And that person is you.

Together we can make it happen.

I'm totally convinced.

I am telling you.

It'd be an honour, sir.

- But... - You're practically family.

Come on! Who else am I going to ask?

Sir, with all due respect.

I want to do something else.

What do you want to do?

- Music! - This is music!

But I don't think of music as a business.

It's all music, it's all connected with music.

I want to be a musician, sir.

I want to compose music, write lyrics and perform.

What will you do for food?

What sir?

Sophia and I have lot of dreams sir.

We want to travel

for a few years.

I want to write many songs.

Perform in live gigs. Sophia can explore her passion - art and dance.

We just want to travel for a while.

Explore ourselves. Find ourselves.

There's something between us, sir.

Oh! It's magic.

- You feel like it's magic! - It's something magical.

Like a poem.

Let's walk together to watch the sun rise.

Hand-in-hand.

Come on!

Look around you.

Look where you're sitting.

I've toiled to get to this position.

And raised Sophie with great care.

Why should I give my daughter's hand to some struggling artist?

I promise you, sir.

I will take care of Sophia very well.

How?

What will you do?

Dandiya?

Have you any idea

how much the families of artists

have to struggle,

all in the name of art?

Because you artists can only

love yourselves.

I have faith, sir.

I believe music can change lives.

Just one song...

can change the whole world.

One song can change the world?

And... drum roll! You have that song!

You've written that song.

I'm in the presence

of true art.

Let me hear it.

Come on, let me hear it. Hit me, come on!

I want to hear it.

Where is this song?

I'm all ears, son, I'm all ears.

Do you have a song like that?

I'll tell you.

You want to become a musician.

First compose good music.

Why one song?

Compose a 100 songs. Then we'll see.

if your song can change the world or not.

Till then, don't even think about seeing or talking to Sophia.

That's my offer.

Do you love Sophie deeply enough?

100 songs!

I've raised Sophie with great care.

Why should I give my daughter's hand to some struggling artist?

Because you artists can only love yourselves.

Artists like you. Where is this song?

Do you have a song like that?

A song that can change the world?

Till then, don't even think about Sophie.

Music has ruined our family.

Why only one song?

Compose a 100 songs.

Go inside. Choose your birthday present.

Go.

Where did you find this, son?

Make the bill.

Where did you find this?

You have chosen a good one, dear.

- I don't want this one. - If you buy that, the strings are free.

287...

I don't want this.

Sir, it's not for you. The boy wants it. It's a child's guitar.

I said no need.

Hello! Selling this guitar won't pay my bills.

I am giving because the boy likes it.

So, 20% discount. That's it.

He talked like my father.

You love Sophie, don't you?

Just go away with her.

Why talk to him?

No, that's wrong.

It's 21st century, bro.

Maybe even the 22nd!

I won't.

So you'll write the songs?

A hundred songs!

If that's your decision.

then come with me.

Where to?

Shillong, bro.

Best place on earth.

Especially to write songs.

You were made for Shillong.

You'll record a hundred songs

and throw them in his face.

What do you say?

I've hidden a tune for you in this tiny box.

Whenever you listen to it,

you will know

the music that's inside of me,

that music

is you, Sophie.

Don't ask why I am going away.

But I will come back for you

and take you away.

And if I fail

then I'm unworthy of you.

"O...Me without you"

"A ground without a Game"

"Why should I live"

"O My dear... O My dear..."

"O...Me without you... A ground without a Game"

"Why should I live... Tell, my love"

"My love!"

"The fragrance of my song is you"

"The distance of my quest is you"

"I became your palm lines"

"I became a holiday"

"I became a bird in the sky"

"You never flew with me"

"My feathers were lost in you"

"My tears"

"The sound of voice, the sound of cuckoo"

"Without you I am like the sound of the storm"

"The sound of voice, the sound of cuckoo"

"Without you I am like the sound of the storm"

"O...Me without you"

"A ground without a Game"

"Why should I live"

"Tell me, my love"

"With dreams, with thoughts"

"You will be there with my life"

"With dreams, with thoughts"

"You will be there with my life"

"As you are not in my sight"

"I became the moon lost in the day light"

"I became a house without light"

"I became nothing"

Emily!

Esther!

Uncle Kong!

Grandma!

Is today Sunday?

Hey!

Hey hair!

Okay, okay.

What is this? Pa, look.

My sister Pauline has come back!

How are you, son?

Christopher, Daphne, Emily, Esther.

Emilia and my Pops.

This is the weirdo.

And this is the queen of our house.

- Our Grandma! - God bless you.

Hi!

- Hi! - Cute mother.

She's the source of all the cuteness in the world.

- Hello. - Hello.

And this is Humpy.

Humpy? How come?

You'll find out soon.

That's Uncle Kong.

Uncle Kong has 7 kids.

Sa, Re, Ga, Ma, Pa, Da, Ne.

One is in process now.

They're aiming for an octave!

Yeah!

This is my family.

By the way guys, Jay.

- Amen. - Amen.

- Tell us that story. - I have an embarrassing Polo story.

Hey shut up, not right now.

What is this?

Jimi. On T-shirt its written Jimi, Jimi.

- Hendrix? - Is there another Jimi?

Do you know Hendrix?

Who doesn't know Hendrix?

Sing me a Hendrix song, let's see.

- Yeah. - Which song do you know?

Who doesn't know Jimi Hendrix!

Okay, was Hendrix a left handed guitarist

or right-handed?

Left...Right...

Ah!

All guitarists are right!

Everyone knows that except you.

Look here, wearing a Jimi Hendrix T-shirt

doesn't make you Jimi hendrix. - Pappu.

I understand.

I know, dad, that's why I became a drummer.

Right Pappu?

- Why didn't you tell me? - What?

Your family.

Your home.

Insane, bro!

They're all musicians. Sure they're insane.

You're just like them!

I know.

You're very lucky.

Humpy! Humpy!

I'm off. You know your room?

You know your room?

Hey, Polo.

Thanks, buddy.

He is thanking me, apparently.

'Why one song? Compose a 100 songs'

'Compose 100 songs'

Slowly as time passed by,

Jay began to compose his songs.

And slowly

Shillong grew on him.

With each passing day,

song by song, we were getting closer to being together.

we were getting closer to being together.

After some time, all of a sudden,

his inspiration dried up.

A change was needed.

- Let's go. - Where?

Where are you taking me? Hey!

'Red Mascara', one of the finest jazz clubs in the country.

Auditions are going on inside. You might get your inspiration here too.

- Pearl Masters, bro. - Hello!

- Chandi. - Hi!

Hi!

- Nice to meet you. - I am glad, nice to meet you.

- You...? - Jay.

- Jay, welcome to Shillong, bro. - Thank you!

Bijoy! Drummer... Piano...

- Oh, are you the Mumbai boys? - Hi!

You guys are good.

But good enough or not

is for her to decide.

That depends on your performance.

- Good luck, guys. - Hello!

Let's do it!

- Play it! - Ladies and Gentleman.

Give it up for Sheela!

The jazz queen of Shillong.

"I will tell you..."

"a love story..."

"Can you tell me...

"how it will end."

"Once you told me..."

"That your last breath will be on my bosom"

"But today, you are here with another woman?"

"It is foolishness I'd say"

"It is time now"

"to measure your love"

"Do you really"

"Love me... Tell me"

"If you lie, I will burn you alive!"

"How much do you love me?"

"Do you really love me?"

"Do you really love me?"

"If you lie, I will kill you. I will kill you!"

"I will kill you, tell me if you love me or not"

"Where is your love, my friend?"

"Where is the promise you gave?"

"You are here, my friend!"

"Friend, where is your love?"

"Were those hugs and kisses not enough, my friend?"

"I will shower you"

"with bullets as my kisses"

"Tell! Tell!"

"Tell me the truth."

"If not...I will burn you alive."

"Friend, friend, where is the love?"

"Friend, where is the word that you gave me?"

"You are here, my friend!"

"Friend, friend, where is the love?"

"Friend, friend, where is the love?"

It was good, right?

Hey, Piano!

She's calling you.

Mm...

- You have a cell phone? - I have.

Put it on silent.

My phone is on silent.

So?

Won't she call me next?

Give him a feeding bottle.

Kids, man!

So you're the one in search of a hundred songs?

- You know about that? - Sit!

Everyone in Shillong knows.

Drink?

No, thank you.

I don't drink.

And thank you for letting me

play in your band.

- You haven't left yet? - I'm waiting for him.

Go home.

He'll be out only when he finishes hundred songs.

Do you play classical music?

For those unfamiliar with it, yes.

But I've never had the guts to play for those who know classical music.

Classical music is for very few people, Jay.

For the ones who speak of rules.

Jazz is for the living.

The fearless.

You want to be a composer?

Yes.

Where did you learn music?

Hey Farrukh!

Where the hell are you?

Timing is the mark of a piano tuner.

Hey, come here!

Your father forbade you coming here.

Shall I call him now? Remember what happened the other day?

But I have come here as a customer now.

Customer?

What do you want to buy?

How many music lessons a month?

Five classes.

How long is each lesson?

An hour.

- What is this for? - Fees for my five minutes.

Please ask him to teach me.

Go on.

Daddy says music is a bad thing.

I must stay away from it.

Have you met Rahul?

I've been teaching him since he was ten.

He's blind.

But he knows to fly.

In life, feeling is more important

than merely seeing.

That's what music teaches us.

I will leave now. Tarun is waiting for me.

- Where are you going? - Basketball practice.

So early?

There's a tournament.

John, how many times should I call you?

Hey John is very busy.

- Good morning. - Morning, Pops.

- 'Aberrant' What's that? - A band in Shillong, Pops.

You know Imti?

Who is Imti?

Tell me one thing, Pops.

Pops, why must you always pick on me?

Lona is there.

Jay is also there.

Lona has been practicing piano all morning.

Your friend Jay? He went to the jazz club for practice in the morning.

Do you know that?

What are you doing? Sleeping nicely!

Jay has gone to Red Mascara?

Yes, where else will he go? You go back to sleep.

This is my father's collection.

Mm...

Gershwin, Miller, Peterson.

The secrets of many jazz greats are hidden here.

Anytime you want to,

you can come here.

'One song?'

'Compose 100 songs'

What's the key?

E-Flat major.

Re-harmonize opening in E-flat.

1625 in B-flat, now what can you add to it?

C-7 flat 9.

- F minor? - 7.

- B-flat? - 7.

- Or? - Flat 9.

So play the octaves by the end full spread chords,

double the melody with your left hand

G-flat diminished, B diminished.

B-flat with an F in the bass or F minor 7?

Tritone substitute B7 with a...

A sharp...

9?

Now that's how you turn on a woman.

Play it!

I'm listening.

Don't you know about Jay?

He's fully immersed in music.

Sophia, don't cry now.

Come here.

Come on Sunday.

If you come here, you can meet Humpy.

We will give a big surprise to Jay.

Just come.

- Everything will be fine. - Polo!

Okay, Sophia.

I will call you back in sometime.

Pops, where is the drum key?

It's in the blue box.

How are you?

You're mad at me?

I was angry one week ago.

I just don't care anymore.

By the way, Sophia misses you a lot.

- I miss her too. - Is that why you're not taking her calls?

Don't you know what I am doing?

Yeah, you are busy.

With Sheela.

- What are you trying to say now? - Look here.

I don't know the ways of the world.

But it's clear as day.

Y'know something?

Forget it.

"For you..."

"my heart still beats."

"But your heart..."

"...is beating for her"

"Darling...Come back to me with love"

"It's enough, I will forgive you"

"Let's forget the wounds of the past"

"Let us intertwine our legs"

"Let us glue ourselves together"

"Won't you show me the depth of your love?"

"Do you really love me?"

"If you lie, I will kill you"

"Tell that you love me"

"Do you really love me?"

"Do you really love me?"

"If you lie, I will kill you"

"I will kill you, I will kill you"

"I will kill you"

"Friend, where is the love?"

"Friend, where is the word that you gave me?"

"Friend, I am here"

"Friend, where is the love?"

Leader!

Guru!

Young sage, bro!

How long do you practice daily?

My playing was anger.

Yours was talent.

You've become a jazz drummer now.

Jazz drummer?

- What happened? - It's paining.

Then what, bro?

What happened?

Where are you going?

Polo!

Hi!

Janice!

Jay!

Mm...

Show him.

You're getting married?

- What a gig! - What an amazing performance!

Really? What a surprise!

- Awesome! - Where were you guys?

Another one bites the dust, bro!

I'm so happy for you.

Group hug, guys!

Hey!

Where is Sheela?

I think we're gonna head to Janice's house.

And probably if we get late,

- I will be meeting you later. - Hey Polo!

I'll call you back.

Hey!

When did you come to Shillong?

You didn't come and see us. Everyone was asking after you.

- How are you? - Same old stuff, man.

Puff!

Same old.

Shall we have a party? It's been quite some time now.

Hey we'll go.

I am telling you, don't come late for dinner. Come early.

Understood? Come early.

Please okay, be sure to bring Polo home with you.

- Okay. - Okay, bye.

Polo!

What are you doing here?

- I came looking for you. - Me?

- Really? - Yes.

Isn't this where you hang out these days.

You're getting married!

Come on, man!

- Miss you, bro. - Same here, bro.

Hey!

Did you check them?

Come here.

- Come here! - What's wrong, sir?

What's this?

Put your hands up, take out everything.

- It's a wallet, sir. - Turn around.

Check him.

Hey, you come here.

I said come here, quickly.

Put your hands up.

What's this?

A phone, sir.

Go.

Come on, move it.

Go, quickly.

Go!

I said go.

Didn't find anything, sir.

Sir!

You want the drugs back?

You need the drugs?

You want?

Take him away!

Idiot!

- Hey! - Polo.

Move, move.

Hey!

Ask him to come.

You know him?

- No, sir. - And him?

An old friend, sir.

- Friend? - Yes, sir.

These rogues are your friends?

Huh?

Go.

Get going!

Sheela ma'am.

Hmm...

The police came here for raid.

Really?

Party's cancelled.

Everyone's gone.

Do you want to...

Stay for coffee?

In such situations too...

Coffee doesn't really mean coffee.

Hmm...No.

I really need some coffee, I need to sober up.

So, you can drink again?

Exactly!

Sir! Sir, sir, sir.

We've been standing here for two hours unnecessarily, let us go.

Hey, honey.

What shouldn't have happened... happened.

I want you to sit down.

Take her bag inside.

Sit down, take a deep breath.

Chandi, where are you now?

Who's at the club?

I want to know where Jay is now. He isn't picking calls.

Hey, come here.

Your name is Polo, right?

Do you know what happened to your friend?

I hate it when I'm right

about everything that's wrong.

Arun.

I hate to be the one to say...

I told you so.

In our life...

when distances and separations settle in...

They often lead to

the worst mistakes!

You need one more?

Hey!

Is he conscious?

No, sir. He has taken drugs.

You need more?

Will you do drugs?

Hey, music is a temple in Shillong.

There's no place for a man like you.

There was some magic

between us once.

But now

only silence remains.

Methamphetamine.

Do you know what that is?

Do you know what Crystal Meth is?

There was so much meth in your friend's blood,

Forget driving, he shouldn't even walk on the roads.

- And driving with Sheela. - Jay is not like that.

He's clean.

So this report is wrong?

How did crystal meth get into his blood?

Because of me.

- Hey, Polo! - Dude!

Let's party.

- Party is going on. - You call this a party?

You're getting married.

Acid, LSD, I have even got MD. I've got a surprise also for you.

- Hey! - You forgot?

- Do you know him? - Yes, sir.

This is Shillong, Polo!

Hey come on guys!

Polo!

Turn around.

Do you want to stay for coffee?

Chandi, where are you now?

I need to know where Jay is. He is not picking up.

Aren't you ashamed?

To poison your close friend.

That too such high dose, do you know what will happen?

Psychosis.

Seizures.

Brain hemorrhage.

I cannot save your friend.

Please, please sir.

There's only one option.

We could declare that

he is an addict.

He'll be sent to rehab.

They will make him serve full term.

He will get treatment as well.

Rehab is better than jail.

I will send a lawyer.

I hope you can afford him.

I can't believe

that you're Khagen's son.

We treat all kinds of addicts here.

The patient is on his way to room 208.

We understand that

addiction is not a weakness.

It's an illness.

The visitors' form is there, fill it up.

You'll get a date to see him.

The canteen closes at sharp 7.30pm.

No sleeping on the premises.

Why me?

Why? What have I done?

What have I done?

Why is this happening to me?

Why am I here?

Why me?

What have I done?

What have I done?

"Did I ask you for it."

"Or did I say it's enough."

"For you to write a poem"

"Is my life the price?"

"A volcano in heart"

"A volcano in my eye"

"A volcano inside me"

"Why did you make it erupt, my love?"

She is confused in love.

Keep an eye on her.

Got it.

"I am not myself...this isn't me"

"Without him..."

"That's not a sky"

"Why doesn't the wind have a tongue to lie?"

"What happened to the truth that change is inevitable?"

"Will you end in my tears? Will I be fried in your fire"

"Let's see, my love"

"A volcano in heart"

"A volcano in my eye"

"A volcano inside me"

"Why did you make it erupt, my love?"

"Volcano...where are you?"

"Volcano...O..."

"Volcano..."

"Volcano..."

"My sky and earth"

"Why are they frozen?"

"Even my frozen teardrop breaks and falls"

"Melt me to give me back my life"

"Volcano..."

"Volcano..."

"Volcano...in heart"

"Volcano...in eyes"

"Volcano...inside me"

"Why did you make it erupt, my love?"

I know everything.

I've been watching you.

When a wedding band goes by, you run to watch it.

You run when you hear a flute seller.

When the concert was happening in Diwakar uncle's house,...

...you were hiding and watching it.

How many times have I told you?

Last month you took beatings from me, forgot?

Was that good?

Beating you hurts me as well. Then why do you still do these things?

Music has ruined our family.

It's taken everything from us.

Don't make the same mistake I made.

Stay away from it.

Understood?

Promise?

I canceled my wedding.

I had no idea things would turn so bad.

I know it was all my fault.

No.

It's not your fault, it's mine.

I was warned

by my father,

But...

I cheated him.

Without his knowledge I cheated him and learnt music.

Music took revenge on me.

Addiction.

I told you right, music is an addiction.

See?

Look where that addiction has gotten me.

I am taking treatment now.

I wasn't born for music.

Hey!

- Look here. - My father was right.

Look here.

Don't say such things.

I've spoken to all the judges.

The band members have given good testimony for you.

Everything will be fine.

In every person's life, there will be a desire.

For some it will turn into aim.

But in some people's life, those desires will remain as desires only.

The desires of one's heart must be turned into an aim to achieve it.

There was once a saint.

They say he fell in love with a courtesan.

But the courtesan spurned him.

She said: "Why live in the confined cage of desire?"

"If you wish, you can fly in the open skies"

"You can reach the highest peaks..."

"...that we were born to touch."

He wept profusely.

He destroyed his own eyes.

And his love turned to devotion.

It turned into a thousand songs

and poems.

He now lives in the hearts of millions of people.

The paths of truth,

is strewn with obstacles.

But no matter how hard the journey is,

we must be persistent and walk the path.

For the ones who live a complete life,

they wouldn't need another birth.

The light within us,

we must awaken it.

That light

must be shared with the other lamps which are turned off.

Only light when shared becomes two instead of half.

The paths of truth will always be hard.

But still for the goals that we have got,

only that will help us reach there.

Sophie!

Sophie!

You're welcome!

"Volcano...where are you?"

"Volcano...O..."

"Volcano..."

"Volcano ..."

"All of my sky and earth..."

"Why did it all break down?"

Today,

I feel like screaming looking at death.

Death!

Is so close to me.

Only death can

heal all my wounds.

How is it possible?

This is not my Jay.

He threw it all away.

His dreams.

His future.

His songs.

My songs.

Everything.

There was nothing left in him.

Not even life.

You have a very interesting story.

You were in search of a hundred songs,

but slipped into an abyss.

But you're lucky

you still have those songs inside you.

I'm empty inside.

A song

can never be separated from its creator.

Music has greater strength

than words and thoughts.

Music is the last bit of

magic left in this world.

You should believe in it.

I've waited years for this moment.

That's your mother.

Yes, she's your mother.

"The Lord of"

"divine beauty"

"O revered Sai"

Your mother had a divine voice which could mesmerize everyone.

"Would you become the light of my life?"

Your father fell in love the moment he heard her sing.

"Look at my pitiable state"

"O Lord..."

"O my dear Sai!"

But your father was already engaged...

to his boss' daughter.

"O Lord of divine beauty, wouldn't you come to me?"

"Would you become the light of my life?"

"Would you become the language of love, Lord"

"O my dear Sai!"

"Sai! Sai! You are my soul's thirst."

"Shirdi Sai"

"You are the rhythm of my pulse."

"Sai, Sai, Would you quench my craving soul?"

"Oh Shirdi Sai... The Lord of this timid soul."

When his fiancée discovered your father loved another,

she could not bear it.

The marriage was called off.

"O my dear Sai!"

"You are the symphony of my soul"

"You are my everything"

"You are the symphony of my soul"

"You are my everything"

"I pray you be my Guru, O revered Sai"

"The redeeming hand!"

"You are the sea of divine ecstasy, Sai!"

While your mother's success

was scaling new heights,

your father's business was collapsing.

"Sai! Sai! You are my soul's thirst."

"Shirdi Sai, you are the rhythm of my pulse."

"The Lord of divine beauty, wouldn't you come to me?"

Your daughter sings so well.

"Would you become the light of my life?:

"Would you bestow me with the purpose of my birth?"

As days passed by, resentment slowly grew

in your father's heart.

"Sai! Sai! You are my soul's thirst."

"Shirdi Sai, you are the rhythm of my pulse."

"Sai Sai, what shortcomings of mine holds me from your divine gaze?"

"O Sai, Sai, would your motherly warmth cuddle me?"

Congratulations brother, Great news!

She needs to rest.

No more shows from now on.

He forbade her from singing.

"Shirdi Sai"

"My dear Lord of divine love"

You look lovely. Stay well.

Brother!

The President's office called.

They've invited her to sing.

What do you say?

Say no.

- No, not for that. - Is there a need to ask all this?

Soon enough,

he imposed his will on her.

He stopped her from singing.

He was under the illusion

that music had caused his ruin.

That became his belief.

After that, your mother gave up singing.

At times, she would sing something for you.

With the belief that it will reach you inside the womb.

"You are Lord Krishna's flute"

With the belief that it will go inside your heart and mind.

"May you move us like a song of prayer"

"May you lace the words of the Guru"

"You are my beloved song"

"On the lengths of the sky"

"You brought eyes and came"

"In the depths that the ocean gave"

You don't care about me, right?

I asked for only one thing.

Why? Why are you doing so?

I forbade you? I shouldn't hear any music in this house.

It should never be heard.

Till the end it must not be heard.

You should never sing again.

Mother!

As soon as you were born, your father banished me.

But I had promised your mother.

that I'd always watch over you.

Always!

Look.

You can still see her fingers

playing a tune.

You have your mother's eyes.

It feels as though she's here,

in front of me.

Is everything in order?

And now?

There's a tune in my mind.

Can I finish it?

Now?

Here?

Sir!

I have to give something to sir.

He's on air.

Hmm...

Sir, your name?

Give this to him.

- Sir, whom should I say you are? - Say an old friend.

- Hey Mahesh! - Yes, sir?

Where did this come from?

Someone left it here.

Who did?

He said he was your old friend.

And welcome to roll with...

...Ricky!

India's super hit songs

you can hear right here.

But today's different.

This morning an envelope came to my office and there was a pen drive in it.

It had only one song on it.

We don't know who the composer is or who wrote this song.

Just one song.

So, listeners! Get ready to get your mind blown away!

"Thousands of rainbows in the world"

"Your eyes are searching for darkness"

"The fragrance of flowers connects the world"

A little volume.

"Yet your love is on the temporary fence which holds a flower"

"For your heart to glow bright"

"You have to let inside the great light"

Only a pen drive they have sent, there is no name on it.

That song hooked me. This song belongs to someone anonymous.

"Oh noise, turn to silence."

"Oh deception, turn into goodness"

"Oh greed, change as charity."

"Oh nothingness, pour inside me."

"For your heart to glow bright"

"You have to let inside the great light"

They have just recorded the song and sent it over.

But no one knows who it is or where it's from.

"Even if you cut its branch, the tree gives you flower"

"Even if you step over it, a boat holds you safe"

"Even if you beat it, a drum gives you music"

"Thats how pure a mother's love is too"

"For your heart to glow bright"

"You have to let inside the great light"

"For your heart to glow bright"

"And as it glows and glows, humanity will drink its light"

As far back as he could remember...

his mind had been haunted by

a tune.

Your mother gave up singing.

Sometimes she'd sing you a song.

Hoping that you would remember the tune.

"Oh Mother, your lap is all I want"

"You are my boon"

"You gave me everything... holding me like a root"

"I will be inside you and bow on your feet"

"All my life, my soul is for you"

"Oh mother, what will i give to compensate for your mercy"

"Thousands of rainbows in the world"

"Your eyes are searching for darkness"

"The fragrance of flowers connects the world"

"Yet your love is on the temporary fence which holds a flower"

"For your heart to glow bright"

"You have to let inside the great light"

"For your heart to glow bright"

"You have to let inside the great light"

Mr. Prabhakar

Ready when you are.

This morning Chief Minister Prabhakar has

posted a link on-line.

There are names of many eminent personalities.

Some involved in corruption,

illegal weapon deals. All these are

brought in front of the people's knowledge.

The list includes 115 MLA,

CMs of 5 states,

oil company directors,

their contracts and emails

all have been posted on-line.

The corruption of the politicians has come to light.

I should've died in that car crash.

But even death spurned me.

That song is still playing inside me.

Money, authority... are these all that matter in life?

One song?

That song changed something inside me.

And only a song can do that.

That's why countries have a national anthem.

Not national speech.

Only a song with purity has the power to move you.

What have you done, Prabhakar?

Music is either truthful or not.

Your music was good,

I think it'll have truth some day.

And this song had that truth?

It showed me what truth is.

It changed my whole world.

And now, news from India.

A song at the heart of a revolution.

An eminent politician in India has done something remarkable.

- By turning whistle blower after a near-death experience. - Chief Minister...

Ashwath Prabhakar in the union.

A song was being played on the radio during the protest.

Which is considered to be the reason for change.

He craved for neither applause nor fame.

Nor was he filled with self-love.

Nor was he proud of having written a 100 songs.

All he wanted was

only one thing.

To return home.

Because his true home

was music!

And in music,

he'd be forever protected.

As far as he could remember

he was haunted by a tune.

An untouched

unspoken light,

that tore through

all the darkness.

"Hey tomorrow"

"This world is my tomorrow"

"Its morning tells us that the future is ours"

"This college road leads us to that journey of future"

"Our names will be etched in these walls"

"There will be stories behind those scribblings"

"We don't need anything, Except our friends."

"Here is the only time we truly lived"

"Hey tomorrow"

"This world is my tomorrow"

"Its morning tells us that the future is ours"

"This college road leads us to that journey of future"

"We searched for a tree..."

"...and shared our food"

"Unknowingly shared our soul too"

"Whenever holiday comes, heart will long"

"to unite with friends"

"Hey tomorrow"

"This world is my tomorrow"

"Its morning tells us that the future is ours"

"This college road leads us to that journey of future"

"Love, anger and kindness are shared like rain"

"Our bond is greater than any other bond in this world"

"Are you ready to be me"

- "That first love" - "Will we forget?"

- "Our girlfriends..." - "Will we forget?"

- "This beautiful day..." - "Will we forget?"

- "The late night dance sessions..." - "Will we forget?"

- "Library..." - "Will we forget?"

- "Canteen..." - "Will we forget?"

- "The classes we bunked" - "Will we forget?"

- "These memories..." - "Will we forget?"

"Hey tomorrow"

"This world is my tomorrow"

"Its morning tells us that the future is ours"

"This college road leads us to that journey of future"

"Our names will be etched in these walls"

"There will be stories behind those scribblings"

"We don't need anything, Except our friends."

"Here is the only time we truly lived"

"Hey tomorrow"

"This world is my tomorrow"

"Its morning tells us that the future is ours"

"This college road leads us to that journey of future"