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I have something to tell you guys.

No...

I have a confession to make.

Wait! Wait, guys.

Me first.

I wasn't in Canada.

I'm in Tibbri Road, Bengaluru.

So, T, you thought your dad was cheating on your mom?

But, actually, your mom is cheating on your dad!

And you!

You told us you are not interested in Armaan.

And all this while you were with him!

And in utterly shocking news, we were right.

Rohan Uncle saw Armaan with Nia.

Come, put more salt on my wound.

Fine, sorry.

And you?

You told us you were in Canada.

And all this while you were in this Tibbri Road?

I even had my visa done.

What if we had actually flown out?

I know. I know. I'm very sorry!

I created a lot of chaos.

We did.

We created a lot of chaos.

Our group shouldn't be called "Awesome Threesome,"

it should be "Queens of Chaos."

We've been lying to each other so much.

Had we shared with each other

it would have been easier to deal with all of this.

You know, lying to both of you was the worst thing.

-Felt like I was... -Lying to myself!

Yeah.

Exactly!

Okay. From now on... Starting this moment,

let's promise that we'll never lie to each other.

No matter how embarrassing it is.

Deal?

Deal!

Hello?

I have... another confession.

What is it now?

I think I might have a crush on a loser.

-What? -What?

-Who? -Who?

-Dhruv! -Who is Dhruv?

Who is Dhruv?

He's an intern at the agency.

Was.

But I think maybe he hates me now, so...

-Why? You are so cute! -Yeah!

It's a long story.

I will... tell you later.

I'm also still processing it.

Listen, T.

If it makes you feel any better,

I'm dating a guy who sells fabric.

Oh, and by the way, Nikhil is coming back.

What? Nikhil?

What? Fabric seller?

He runs a fabric store.

It's called... Husn Pari.

I'm sorry, what?

Husn Pari!

Oh, my God!

-Come on. -Nice, nice. Very nice.

-One second, one second. -What's his name?

So this jacket...

Did the fabric seller give it to his Husn Pari?

-Wait a minute! -Shut up, Naina!

Alright!

-Bro! -So pretty, right?

How come you have the new David Chenoy original?

This line hasn't even been launched yet.

Hello, excuse me!

This is a Rukhsana original!

No! I'm working on this campaign right now.

This is a David Chenoy original.

David is gonna die, dude!

I mean, I hate to admit it but I actually feel bad for Nia and Ariana.

This was their original design.

No! This is not Nia and Ariana's original design.

Rukhsana made this.

-Right in front of my eyes. -Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

Who is this Rukhsana now?

Remember the girl at the fashion show

whose zipper got stuck and I was helping her?

That clingy-blingy girl?

-Don't call her that. -I'm sorry.

Listen, I know this morning has been a lot...

but this is not okay.

We can't let Ariana and Nia get away with this.

Yeah. And I'm so sick of that Nia.

-In that case, Rihanna has to... -Rukhsana!

Okay, fine! We must get justice for your Rukhsana.

The Awesome Threesome justice!

No!

The Queens of Chaos justice!

No!

The Queens of Justice!

No!

Justice for Threesome!

-No! -Naina!

I really think we should not be giving our group a name anymore.

We're too old for that!

But we are so cute!

We're awesome!

Naina, no!

It's a no! It's a big no!

Oh, puh-leeese!

-Oh, you guys are so cute! -Naina, shut up!

I really missed this.

I love you, guys!

And I'm so sorry that I lied to you two.

-Me too. -Me three!

Oh! Oh, my God! Awesome threesome is back!

-Listen... -What's up?

You know what,

maybe it's because of Dhruv,

but I'm kind of finding this place quite charming.

Yeah, it's different-different only.

Little!

You know, the first time I came here...

Tibbri Road seemed "yuck" to me.

But there's something about this place...

The people here are just different.

There is a sense of belonging.

But as usual, some rich builder

wants to literally just break all of this

and make a complex out of this.

-What? -But that's good only no?

No, Noons. Think about it.

Everything doesn't have to be like glossy all the time.

-Oh! -Sometimes, it's about character!

Thanks, Dhruv!

Listen, now who is rubbing salt on wound?

-One second. -What the hell!

What's this?

Give. One second. I think it's...

-One second. -Come on.

-Can you please not? -What is this?

There is something written on it.

If we don't talk, we'll only grow apart.

What?

-No, no, you know what? -Hot...

There's this store I wanna show you.

But one second, why are we running away?

-Yeah! -Because I'm ignoring him.

We're fighting right now!

That's great, but I want to meet him.

-What? -Me too.

Hi, I'm Naina.

-Hi. -Tania.

-Hi. -Hi!

So, you are the secret fabric seller.

Yeah, I'm the fabric seller.

And she is Tanker Queen.

But I thought she was the Husn Pari.

Guys, listen up.

Listen, if you'll are fighting,

-I'm on his side. -What?

If you two don't talk, things will never be sorted.

-Bro! -Correct!

Let him do the talking and you can just watch him.

He's so cute! Oh, God!

Naina, calm down.

-Sorry! -Come on.

Whatever it is, just hear him out.

In fact, even I have to talk to Mom.

And me with that douche max Armaan.

And you, with your fabric seller.

-Correct. -Bump it!

Awesome threesome for the win!

Let's go, come on.

-Do it! -Okay, bye!

Okay, bye!

Bye.

Asmara...

Do you want to talk or not?

Naina! I've been waiting for so long.

-Why are you so late? -Armaan, I know about you and Nia.

Oh, come on, Naina, not again!

I've told you so many times that she's a family friend.

I have to chill with her.

So, please. Get over it!

Don't you get tired?

Same old bullshit... all the time?

Naina, I don't have time for this.

Let's talk about this later.

I know. You must be getting late for your training.

Just a little heads up,

it might get a little awkward.

Actually, Dad saw you with Nia...

"chilling" together.

But, baby, you know it's not like that.

You have to talk to your dad

-and tell him... -Yeah, baby, don't worry.

I told Dad that he must continue to train you.

After all, you're one of the best players he's ever trained after Nikhil!

-That's like my girl! -Yeah.

So, dinner and movie tonight?

Sure. Why not?

But you can take Nia...

because you and I are not working out.

Oh, by the way...

I got you the schedule you were asking for.

Guess who you are playing in the first round?

Nikhil!

That's right. Nikhil's back.

I called him.

So, best of luck... baby!

I'm gonna go shopping now.

Tell me.

What do you wanna talk about?

Asmara, you said too much last night, but...

Did I say too much?

-Wait a second. -I...

Can I speak for two minutes today, please?

Last night, you said too much.

What you said was right...

Just the way you said it was wrong.

But thank you.

If you hadn't created a scene

I wouldn't have known what's going on in Rukhsana's life.

Also, I'm sorry!

I'm a little slow.

Can't help it.

But I saw everything last night.

Rukhsana's happiness lies with Suhail.

And not with the Corporator's son Asad Kamaal.

If we don't talk, how are we going to solve this problem?

Are you done?

Yeah.

Good!

One, you spoke for more than two minutes!

-But, Asmara... -Hold on!

And two, you said this is our happy place!

-Yes! -So, why did you bring me here...

when you are stressed?

And three...

If you had said sorry, that would have done the trick.

There was no need for this long lecture.

You talk so much.

Hold on!

Stay back! Stay back!

Last and final point,

and this is the most important one.

You'll have to apologize to Rukhsana.

Or I'm not forgiving you.

I will!

Now, come here.

Why?

Come on, please.

Can I kiss you?

Okay!

So let's take the decision after the hearing next week.

Yeah, sounds good.

Okay.

Mom, we need to talk.

Absolutely!

Absolutely!

You have a call.

Just...

Maybe you should have taken it. It was your boyfriend calling.

Guys, listen. I'm gonna have to call you later.

My daughter's finally got some time for me.

Sorry about this.

What rude behavior is this?

And what about what you are doing?

What? What am I doing?

This! Stepping out on Dad with this Tenzing Bhardung person.

And you think your dad's not cheating on me?

No!

-Mom, no! He's not cheating on you. -Right!

Nothing is going on between him and Mandy.

Did you ever ask Dad?

I don't have to ask, Tania.

I know AB too well.

I see. And what if Dad found out about your affair?

I know.

I know Nandini very well.

And I also know...

that she's not happy in this marriage.

Wow, Tania!

Your dad has noticed that I'm not happy in this marriage

and has done nothing about it.

You must congratulate him.

God!

Are you guys listening to yourselves right now?

You guys are literally sitting in the same room and not talking to each other.

Look...

obviously, you two have a lot to discuss,

and I won't pretend I have all the answers.

I thought being a teenager was difficult.

But being an adult is equally tough.

But if you don't talk,

you'll just grow apart.

So, please.

Get help!

Talk to somebody!

Figure this out!

Do something!

The rest is up to you.

Hello.

Hello, Dhruv.

Listen, I don't know if you are listening,

but I will talk to Dad.

I will talk to Mandy, Dhruv.

I promise you'll get your job back.

-I promise. -No need, Tania.

Why not, Dhruv?

I will sort things out.

You are upset because of the job, right?

I will sort everything.

-You'll get your job back. -I'm not upset about losing my job.

I've been humiliated for spending time with you.

I was called a slacker and fired from the job!

Fine! So, I'm the problem?

Then, I'll quit.

I will resign. I will not even come to the office.

You anyway deserve it more than me.

Tania, I don't want the job.

I already lost that and it was my fault.

But I have no interest in being your doormat.

Goodbye, Tania!

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Definitely. Definitely, sir.

Sure, sir. Thank you.

Thank you.

Be quick, what is it?

Ruku,

let's run away to Mumbai!

I don't want to. Anything else?

I'm serious.

I just got a call from a producer.

This time something will definitely work out!

All this while, I've been waiting for something to work out.

But it's too late now.

-I have to go... -Listen!

This time it's for real. I mean it!

-What if it isn't? -Then I'll think of something else.

I don't have that much time, Suhail!

Then I will join Dad's law firm!

And then?

With time, you'll start to resent me.

Because I drove you away from your music.

Then what do we do?

Nothing!

Look...

Forget everything.

Forget we had anything.

This marriage is far more important than my happiness.

Mom and Grandma's honor,

Tibbri Road's future,

and Brother Farzaan...

Brother Farzaan's happiness...

I cannot ignore all this and run away with you.

-I have to go. -Rukhs...

You can't sacrifice yourself for their happiness!

Yes, I can!

And you too!

See you!

Listen?

Bye.

Enough.

Enough.

Don't worry.

I will fix everything.

Grandma, if you are here to tell me...

that I should apologize to Akhtar Begum...

then, I'm sorry.

I won't apologize to her.

I know.

That's why I came here to apologize.

I was wrong to expect anything from you.

If you valued relationships,

you never would have spoken to Akhtar Begum that way.

Me?

I don't value relationships?

Akhtar Begum wants to get Rukhsana married

without asking about her opinion,

and whether she is happy about this decision!

That's just ridiculous!

Lower your voice!

Lower your voice, Asmara!

Don't overstep your boundaries!

Doesn't Akhtar Begum overstep her boundaries

when she calls my mom names?

Whatever that is...

it's between Akhtar Begum, Arshiya, and me.

And if I have never been rude to her,

then you have no right to be.

Then why didn't you speak to her, Grandma?

Why did you stay quiet?

Because you must speak to your elders with respect, Asmara!

Does respect mean we ignore what's right and wrong?

You know it wasn't Mom's fault.

All that aside,

if you won't apologize to Akhtar Begum,

then you cannot stay in this house! That's final!

And if you can't stand up for my mom,

for your own daughter,

then I don't want to stay here!

Hello, Shadab.

Where are you?

Come and pick me up.

Where else? From Tibbri Road!

I'm sorry, Grandma.

I caused you a lot of trouble.

But not speaking up against what's wrong is also wrong.

You and Grandpa taught me this.

Bye, Grandma.

Finally!

Bad luck is leaving the house.

Akhtar Begum!

I have to tell you something.

I respect you a lot.

But from today onward, you will not say a word against my children!

Neither about my Asmara...

nor about my Arshiya!

Even I have something to say.

Forgive me.

I spoke to you very rudely.

I shouldn't have spoken to you that way.

I was very rude.

I'm really very sorry.

Brother! Brother!

Brother!

-What happened? -The builder has sent eviction notices...

to evacuate homes!

And they are measuring the community hall.

They say they'll raze it down.

Can you believe it, Brother?!

Community Hall? How is that possible?

Exactly!

-Let's go! -Come on, let's go!

Where are you going?

Dear, if I don't go now, our house will be next.

Come on, let's go!

How can this happen?

-Let's go! -Told you...

she's bad luck!

Hello, Shadab.

How far are you?

No, go back.

There is no problem.

Come back when I tell you to.

Not now.

I'm not going anywhere, Grandma.

And I will never bring bad luck to this house.

And what are you doing out here?

Come inside.

Let's go inside?

Good God!

What did you put in here?

Are you hurt?

Asmara, let's meet directly at my dad's office tomorrow at 10:00 a.m.

Bring Rukhsana along.

And please, please don't be late!

Fine, we'll be there.

I can't wait for tomorrow!

Time for Awesome Threesome justice!

Stop it, Noons!

You stop it!

Okay, guys. I'm going to sleep.

Goodnight!

So, where is this fabulous campaign of mine?

Because you know I can't look this fabulous all day, can I?

What is this?

These are my designs!

Oh, my God!

These were leaked even before I launched my own collection!

Your designs haven't been leaked.

This is the original.

Tania, what's happening?

Yeah, Tania. What's up?

The usual.

Rich stealing from the poor and powerless.

Excuse me?

Are you really questioning the loyalty and integrity of my minions?

This is not Nia and Ariana's hard work.

This is someone else's hard work.

What? Whose?

Ruru!

Oh, my God! This is that same girl!

She's stolen my clothes before!

You have stolen my dress before.

Sir, she's not a thief.

These designs were made by her!

Rukhsana.

Oh, please!

That is blasphemous!

You understand embroidery better, don't you?

Of course!

Rukhsana, show him your designs.

Quickly!

Show it to him, not me.

You girls...

Did you lie to me?

What are you trying to do?

Sabotage this whole thing?

Sir, can you please...

I need one question answered.

Did you or did you not steal these designs from this girl?

And I have my answer!

Now, both of you take your sorry little asses

out of this office, right now!

Now!

You both are fired!

And, you.

My darling thief!

You are brilliant!

Thanks.

And if you don't have any objection...

I mean "aitraaz."

Then I would love you to come and join my team

at David Chenoy Designs.

Okay. But, can I go home now?

Of course. Of course.

Can I take these?

Yeah, sure.

Possessive. Already?

I like that.

-Thank you, sir. Bye. -Bye.

-See you later, Dad! -Bye.

Oh! I can't believe it!

I can't believe David Chenoy liked my designs.

Of course, he'd like it. You're so talented!

What if... he doesn't like my future designs?

Come on, he will like it.

Don't worry. You will rock it!

-Okay? -Are you sure?

-Listen. -Yes?

-Listen, let's meet on the terrace. -Okay.

Brother Farzaan will be coming too.

Is your mind flying too high?

There is so much left to do in the house...

and you are prancing around like a doe.

Go inside!

Ill-mannered! Shameless!

Mother.

She took my permission.

And this is not the way to talk to my daughter.

She behaves like a child,

what do you expect me to do? I will yell at her!

That's what I'm trying to say.

She is not a child anymore.

I'll get you your tea.

What has the world come to?

Back in our days, we wouldn't even show our faces.

Look, Rukhsana.

I know I should've spoken to you about this earlier.

And I'm sorry that I realized it so late.

Your value lies in your talent and your independence.

Not in marrying the Corporator's son.

But if I refuse to marry him then Mom and Grandma...

will be so embarrassed!

Will you ruin your life to save them from embarrassment?

Just say no!

How can I say no?

Grandma will send me to hell.

Brother, please explain to her.

Asmara...

Then run away!

Go to Mumbai with Suhail.

You can design for David Chenoy from there.

Do what makes you happy, Ruru.

Do we have another way out of this?

Yes, Farzaan?

Look...

Don't worry.

I will handle Mom and Grandma.

I promise!

And tell him to stop playing these sad songs.

Go!

Go!

Suhail!

Suhail, we are going to Mumbai!

We are going to Mumbai!

Yes!

-Really?! -We are going to Mumbai!

Everything is going to be okay.

Yes.

-Keep your eyes closed. -We will fall.

-There's a step. -Oh, my God!

-What is this? -There's curtains!

-Curtains. -Okay.

Careful.

Eyes closed.

I am going to fall. I'm definitely going to fall now.

Now open your eyes.

This is "Jannat"!

And I've been living here all these days.

Not in Canada.

And she is not my grandma's friend.

She is my best friend!

My sweet Grandma!

And this is Ruru. I mean, Rukhsana.

Tania, you have met her.

-And Noons... -Yeah. I got it.

These are my best friends.

They are your best friends?

Yes!

Then they're our best friends, as well!

Hug incoming!

-Group hug! -Group hug!

So cute!

-Okay, okay! Selfie time! -Yes!

Dear, come take our picture!

Grandma, selfie is meant to be taken by self.

-And Grandpa isn't even home. -I see.

Oh, my God! Awesome Fivesome!

Oh, my God! I love it!

Oh, my God! No!

-What language are they speaking in? -What?

Don't know, Grandma.

But it's so cool, no?

Can you just... please click the picture...

-Okay, okay. -Okay, guys.

Kisses for my misses!

Pout!

-Grandma, pout! -Yes.

-Show me! -How cute!

Your pink and my pink are the same, right?

-Congratulations, but not really! -Not really!

Grandpa!

Where have you been, Grandpa?

We've been looking all over for you.

Grandma's been calling you.

You're not even answering calls!

Thank God, Uncle Mujeeb told us you're here.

Otherwise, we'd still be looking for you.

What's wrong, Grandpa?

Couldn't meet with the Corporator?

Doesn't matter, Grandpa.

We'll try again tomorrow.

Everything will be okay.

Nothing will be okay.

Why are you saying that, Grandpa?

The Corporator said that he'll talk to the builder for us.

Once they talk, then...

The Corporator isn't going to do anything!

Nothing at all!

All these days, I had one hope...

that he would help us save Tibbri Road.

Now he's given up too.

Our homes, our shops,

and even the community hall have received an eviction notice.

That builder just wants to wipe Tibbri Road off the map of Bengaluru.

And what if Bengaluru decides to save Tibbri Road?

What do you mean?

Whatever is happening in Tibbri Road,

we have to tell people outside of Tibbri Road about it.

We need to make our voices heard all over the city.

Tell people how this builder is taking advantage of the poor and helpless.

Once... once people stand with us,

neither the Corporator nor the builder can ignore us.

But how do we do all this?

I'll think of something.

But, Grandpa, don't worry.

We won't let anything happen to Tibbri Road!

So we need to have a kickass PR strategy

to get massive support for Tibbri Road.

Listen, do you think AB Uncle's agency can design a logo for us?

Dad! I love it!

I love it!

-You like it? -I love... Dad, you're the best.

-Thank you! -You're the best!

Yeah, sure. I can talk to Dad but why do you need a logo?

I'm thinking of a concert.

Live Aid-style.

Which will happen in our Tibbri Road community hall.

And I'm thinking of calling it, Dil Deke Dekho.

-Dude... -Oh, my God! I love it!

Right?!

I think bands.

Bands will look cool.

Shall I embroider the logo on all the bands?

-Yes. -Oh! I think we should embroider it!

-It's a good idea. -I think we should...

Listen, do you think Rohan Uncle can do some press interviews?

That will get us some media attention.

-Done! -I'm not against the redevelopment

of Tibbri Road.

Tibbri Road is a part of Bengaluru's cultural heritage.

It's a part of our history.

Builders will come and go.

But if we lose a place like Tibbri Road, we won't ever get it back.

That's why my advice to you is to give your heart to Tibbri Road.

See you at the concert.

-Sir! One more question, sir! -Thank you!

-That's it. -Sir?

Do you think I should also talk to Mom

and get some court action against the builder?

That will be amazing. Thank you!

-This is a stay order. -Yes.

We'll file this for a three-month to three-year stay on demolitions.

-Anything between that. -Three years!

But... I don't promise you anything. Grandpa, please.

And Mom can bring some musicians on board.

And... I can go live on "Killin' it!"

Oh, that's such a cool idea. Well done!

Yeah.

No way!

No way!

What happened?

Pasha bhai is performing at our concert.

He is my favorite too!

I know, right?!

Oh, my God!

Okay! So we have a plan.

Amazing! This needs to go viral on social media.

Dil Deke Dekho has to be the biggest thing to hit Bengaluru.

It will!

Okay, okay, people are watching.

DIL DEKE DEKHO

We're doing a concert called Dil Deke Dekho.

Please join us!

-At the community hall 07:00 p.m. onward. -Yes.

This street isn't just a street.

Someone lives here, someone works here.

Some spent their entire childhood here.

"This street has memories and an identity.

Contractors have simply declared that...

a grand building will stand right here."

Didn't think, for even a second, "What does the common man want?"

"How can we watch it being torn down?

It's not a simple problem to solve.

But we won't give up that easily. Until our dying breath.

Tibbri Road is not just a street.

This is our life, this is our pride.

Try giving your heart to it, You'll sacrifice everything for it!

You'll sacrifice everything for it!"

Thank you so much, Ms. Andaleeb.

Who's Bengaluru's famous author!

She's here supporting us, to save our Tibbri Road.

Thank you so much! A huge round of applause!

So, can I now have your attention, please?

Hello, namaste, and hi!

The first thing I'd like to say is...

thank you so much for coming here to support us.

And to save Tibbri Road!

-Tibbri! Tibbri! -Tibbri! Tibbri!

-Tibbri! Tibbri! -Tibbri! Tibbri!

Okay! Okay!

You must all be wondering, why Farida's granddaughter,

who was born and brought up in Riddley Road,

is on a mission to save Tibbri Road.

Well, that's the beauty of Tibbri Road.

The people, the stores, and the alleys,

quietly, lovingly, whisper in your ears.

Just try giving your heart to Tibbri Road!

Here, hearts aren't won through imported chocolates,

but through raisins and dates.

Here, people who fight over water in the morning,

dance together in the evening.

And here, when you make mistakes,

you get blessings and lessons instead of being yelled at.

And now...

some builder...

wants to tear down these homes,

these shops,

these memories,

and replace them with a big fancy building.

But we won't let that happen!

-We won't let that happen! -We won't let that happen!

We won't let the beauty, the memories,

and the culture of Tibbri Road be erased!

-Won't let that happen! -Won't let that happen!

We'll quietly whisper in the ears of the world.

Give your heart to Tibbri Road!

Right?

And now,

here to win your heart,

is Tibbri Road's very own talented singer,

Suhail!

Listen, I've made a plan.

Suhail will perform first and then leave.

After a while, you leave too.

No one will notice because everyone's focus will be on the stage.

Later you can meet up with him at the bus stop.

Time and again

I check My inbox for no reason

I talk in dreams, and with myself

I hold a conversation

Are these ties freshly spun

Or echoes of old refrain?

It feels like opening arms

At the onset of the first rain

Am I here?

Perhaps over there

Who am I and where?

I have no clue

Hi! Hello!

Everything's intertwined

Intertwined

The city of my heart

Is now open and unconfined

Mrs. Nandini hasn't arrived yet?

She has left the court,

but her phone is switched off.

But don't worry, sir.

We've received tremendous support for the petition,

that I'm sure the news is going to be positive.

-Okay, Son. -Looking for excuses to give you a call

With a grin in the soft glow of my phone

Sharing my days and nights with you

-And keeping everything about you a secret -Brother Farzaan.

From my friends

If you hadn't lent me money for my first order,

I wouldn't be in a position to hold on my own today.

Thanks!

You're welcome.

Now listen, you're about to start a new life.

Be smart,

take care of yourself...

and always, always keep smiling.

The city of my heart

Is now open and unconfined

I have no clue

I have no clue

Everything's intertwined

Everything's intertwined

The city of my heart

Is now open and unconfined

The city of my heart

I have no clue

Everything's intertwined

Is now open and unconfined

The city of my heart

Is now open and unconfined

Is now open and unconfined

Loving the energy here!

Are you guys having fun or not?

Wasn't that a lovely song from Suhail?

Are you guys having fun or not?

-Yes! -Yes!

-Can't hear you. -Yes!

I knew Asmara would wisen up after coming to Tibbri Road.

But I never imagined she would change so drastically.

You taught her so much, Mom.

-Yes! -Yes!

So guys, say it with me!

-Tibbri Road. -Give your heart to it!

Even I have learned from her

that not speaking up is as good as saying yes.

Akhtar Begum said horrible things about you...

and I never spoke up, out of respect for her.

I was wrong.

I'm proud of both my children.

You and Asmara.

-Tibbri! Tibbri! -Tibbri! Tibbri!

Okay, guys! Guys! Guys!

Here to jazz up the vibe, even more,

Bengaluru's very special artist...

My favorite...

-It's Pasha bhai! -Pasha bhai!

Ladies and gentlemen...

Dil Deke Dekho celebration's next performance...

Yeah

Come, bro, come see my area

Full sound, full safe, area

Famous across the state, area

Haters gonna hate, area

Come, bro, come see my area

Full sound, full safe, area

Famous across the state, area

-Haters gonna hate, area -Yeah...

We don't gatekeep Nor stop those who want to leave

Tell me what you want We'll sacrifice lives, but never deceive

Open-hearted community Close your eyes and enter

Open 24 hours, my area never sleeps

Set up shop, flex power Call the opposition

My Clan with me, we're headed straight To the top position

Bokka Phod on the mic Hello, mic check

Come on, dance mama Don't wait for the beat drop

More potholes than road People are frustrated

Be smart, get caught up here

-And you'll get lost -Akhtar Begum, this is fun, right?

What fun?

Songs in our days were so pleasant.

They had melody, they had flow...

It's called "rapping."

Rapping?

-Come, bro, come see my area -The hell he is!

Full sound, full safe, area

Famous across the state, area

Haters gonna hate, area

Come, bro, come see my area

Full sound, full safe, area

Famous across the state, area

I've been trying your phone for so long.

Sorry, sorry, my battery died, but...

I have news!

Come, bro...

Famous across the state, area

Haters...

Wait up! Wait up! Wait up!

Listen up! Listen up! Grandpa has some special news for us.

I'd like to call him on the stage to tell you the news himself!

Come, come, come.

Thank you! Thank you!

Hello, friends.

I've some good news for all of you.

We've got a stay order from the court!

I would like to thank

our lawyer Nandini Behl...

for delivering this good news.

My granddaughter,

Asmara,

and her friends Naina and Tania.

And Farzaan, as well.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Because none of this would have been possible without them.

Round of applause, please!

Now I would want to return this mic to Pasha...

so that Dil Deke Dekho...

can echo in your hearts!

Thank you!

Three, two, one!

Come, bro, come see my area

Full sound, full safe, area

Famous across the state, area

Haters gonna hate, area

Give with one hand, take with the other, law of the land

Don't talk big, bigger people Have turned to sand

What poverty taught us, wasn't taught In college, nor in school

Pasha, uprooted entire households Just for the sake of showing off

Food, clothing, cars, mansion Lost in these trends

Have you thought about where This greed for materialism will end?

How will you harm those Who've been hurt by fate?

Best not to mistake Yourself for a hurricane

Or tornado You're just a gust of wind

My country is amazing, in it My odd hood

Families are sober, intoxicated youth

Ask them and they'll snap back "What is it to you?" They're unteachable

They ask me for guidance, I myself am high

-Come, bro, come see my area -Come see my area

-Full sound, full safe, area -Safe area

-Famous across the state, area -Area

Haters gonna hate, area

-Come, bro, come see my area -Come, bro, come see my area

Full sound, full safe, area

Famous across the state, area

Haters gonna hate, area

-Come, bro, come see my area -Come, bro

Full sound...

Asmara,

it's not easy to forget your first crush.

It's okay.

Asmara,

it's not easy to forget your first crush.

The last bus left a while ago.

I know.

Rafiq!

Yes, wait. I'm coming!