Banjo Page #8

See...our bad luck has rubbed-off on you too.

Life doesn't always give two choices, madam.

This time there's just one.

Go back, madam.

Our Banjo band...has closed down.

Today you don't know what you're saying.

But one day you will realize...

...that you cannot live without music.

Bye.

You see this...

A great musician once gave me this.

Because he saw a true artist inside me.

And today I am going to give it to you.

For the artist that I once saw inside you.

I hope you find him.

Bye, Tarat.

"Lord, why has my failed destiny..."

"...bound me in a chain."

"Lord, why has my failed destiny..."

"...bound me in a chain."

"There's darkness before my eyes."

"Why is the dawn upset with me?"

"Was that colorful rainbow just an illusion?"

"Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?"

"Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?"

"Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?"

"Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?"

"Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?"

No..no..no...

Taraat isn't involved.

He's my boy.

When he bent down to touch my feet...

...two unknown guys fired at me.

"Those dreams that we used to see..."

"...are now buried under tombs."

"Those dreams that we used to see..."

"...are now buried under tombs."

"Why my dreams have shattered to pieces?"

"Pain has sought refuge in my heart?"

"But your image hasn't faded away."

"How do I keep my promise with a broken heart?"

"Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?"

"Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?"

"Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?"

"Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?" - Uncle, tea.

Uncle... - "Lord...what kind of blessing in disguise is this?" - Taraat bhai!

"Hail Ram! Hail Ram! Hail Ram!"

"Hail Ram! Hail Ram!

Taraat...a man that taught you to play...

...are you going to let him go like this?

So silently?

Forgive me.

I made a big mistake.

How can I forget everything?

You tolerated a madman like me.

You did so much for me.

And the things I said to you in a fit of rage.

And I hit you too.

'I shall not give horn...and direct do accident with you.'

And all these problems.

Chris...

Chris...quit India.

Forgive me.

Enough.

You can apologies if you like.

But enough with your English.

I am so happy...so happy...

Like someone kept 8 buckets full of water outside my house.

Taraat bhai... Taraat bhai...

Manik sir...Pakya...Police Station.

What?

Come on.

You must speak up...

Who those guys were?

Where can we find them?

Speak up and..

Sir, can I speak for a minute?

Sorry. I exchanged those boxes.

I wished you ill... I wanted to exceed you.

I got one chance to do it and pounced on it without thinking.

But honestly...I didn't want such bad things for you.

Whenever I used to see you play the Banjo...

...it would make me jealous, it would be painful for me.

But...now when you don't play the Banjo...it pains even more.

Then I understood.

My victory isn't in taking your Banjo away.

It's in defeating you like a true Banjo player.

So I returned your Banjo.

Go on, play.

If you stop play, who is going to be my competitor?

I will be back soon.

I will be back soon.

And I will come prepared.

And I swear...I will defeat you.

See you.

If that's true, then...

Take this with you.

Someone gave this to me once.

She said there's a true Banjo player in me.

For the first time I saw a Banjo player in you.

This is for that.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

Chris was right.

We earned more money with her.

And we never played for money.

She wanted to make one more song.

And she thought we could make a song on our own.

And we will make that song.

Bro...I am ready.

Hi. - Hi Chris.

Anyways. How are you?

I am good. I am good.

Can't complain.

How are the others?

I am sure they are fine.

And anyway, since that day... - Leave it...

You tell me, how are you doing?

Same...where there's 'mike'...there's 'Mickey'.

Anyway, I called to tell you that I am shifting base to Bangalore.

I came to Mumbai to get the rest of my stuff.

Did you take the poster?

Which poster?

Oh s

I am going to call you back, Okay.

Bye.. bye.

Boss, take it to Colaba.

Jaggu.

Sir, where are you?

Four guys... - Leave that.

Get my posters.

Did you keep it safely? - Of course I did...

Hurry up, I need to catch a flight. - Yeah.

Sir...

Isn't this awesome? - I didn't take a look.

Sir, it's them.

Do you know them?

They keep asking about you every day.

Can we record this song?

Chris would first perform this, and then record.

It was her dream to perform on this at the Sobo Music Festival.

Then consider that Chris madam's still with us.

So what should I do?

You're facing criminal charges.

If you represent us at the Sobo Musical Festival...

...can you imagine our reputation?

Mr. Nair, they were facing criminal charges...

...but now they've come clean.

Yeah. There are no such issues.

This performance is really important for them.

Oh sure...

Think about Chris madam.

I gave you a chance because of her.

But she left without giving anything in return.

Sir...show some respect.

Who do you think you're talking to?

I can speak anyway I want.

Who do you think you are?

You've no stature to stand before me!

No just Sobo Music Fest, you won't get a single stage in Mumbai.

You came from the streets, didn't you?

Go back.

Play your Banjo and beg for alms, you dog.

Why you... - Security!

I won't hurt you... but I will sc you.

Same day...same place.

Try and stop me.

"Wake up... Don't go."

"Forget about what the world will think."

"Wake up... "

"Wake up... Don't go."

"Forget about what the world will think."

"Wake up... "

"All hail..."

"All hail..."

"All hail Lord Ganesha."

"All hail..."

"All hail..."

"All hail Lord Ganesha."

"All hail..."

"All hail..."

"All hail Lord Ganesha."

"All hail..."

"All hail..."

"All hail Lord Ganesha."

"The world will turn around and listen..."

"...say what you want today."

"All hail..."

"All hail..."

"All hail Lord Ganesha."

"Strike a chord...no one's ever heard before."

"All hail..."

"All hail..."

"All hail Lord Ganesha."

"You're indebted to your own pain."

"Believe it or not, it's your duty."

"You've to write your name in the sky, say that out aloud."

"Say what you want, Say what you want."

"Say what you want, Say what you breathe."

"Say what you want, Say what you want."

"Say what you want, Say what you love."

"Your grace...Your grace..."

"Your grace...your existence..."

"Wherever's Your existence..."

"Victory is guaranteed."

"Someone was benevolent on me."

"A single appreciator sent by God."

"She was upset and left me...left me."

"She left me."

"But she gave a direction to my tunes."

"Say what you want, Say what you want."

"Say what you want, Say what you breathe."

"Say what you want, Say what you want."

"Say what you want, Say what you love."

"Your grace...Your grace..."

"Your grace...your existence..."

"Wherever's Your existence..."

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