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This is a discount for you.

Why'? Do you fancy us. or what?

He's so vulgar!

Shut up!

Panditji, you'll give us

the real papers right?

My papers will have better

printing than the real ones.

Get the money in place.

You only have a week.

Seven days only.

Get it?

Panditji, can we

walk around the college once?

I really want to go inside.

Never seen one.

Please don't say no.

Please. Panditji.

Come on Sunday

and I'll give you a tour!

Why? You want us to come and hang around

with the gardener's daughter?

Five minutes is all we want...

we'll be out in two!

Try to understand

you can't go in!

Panditji...

can he go in with me?

He's only going to drop me off, please.

Take.

Panditji, how could you let him in'?

Even he doesn't study here...

But his girlfriend does.

Huh! She's not his girlfriend.

I've seen her with Monty

a lot of times.

Really? Monty?

Yeah.

You mean, cheating?

Shut it Choocha.

Panditji, please let us go in

or he won't stop until Sunday.

Please.

Okay. okay...

Listen. if anyone asks.

Say that you are Zafar's cousins.

Is Zafar the big bully here?

Not a bull. but a cow.

He was the cool dude some years ago.

But is lying low now.

I pull strings for

people all the time...

but Zafar once pulled strings for me.

A star shines in my soul

And shows me the path

Shows me grace in an unfinished note

And

And

Lord, I can't take it anymore

Say something

Lord, open the doors of destiny

Please open them

Lord, I can't take it anymore

Say something

Lord, open the doors of destiny

Please open them

All my dreams

Are shut in a box

Lord, make a hole in that box

Lord, I can't take it anymore

Say something

Lord, open the doors of destiny

Please open them

Dreams are bubbling in my eyes

They speak to me every day

Dreams are bubbling in my eyes

They speak to me every day

They are in my eyes. in all I say

Yet so far from my reach

I've lost all patience

Give me some mantra

I've been vying for your

attention for so long

Lord, I can't take it anymore

Say something

Lord, open the doors of destiny

Please open them

Lord, I can't take it anymore

Say something

Lord, open the doors of destiny

Please open them

A star shines in my soul

And shows me the path

Shows me grace in an unfinished note

Let the tune be completed

A rhythm is at play

And melody flows

This continues

Sometimes with words. sometimes without

Our conversations. continue

A star shines in my soul

Dude!

You play the violin just like

Shahrukh does in his films.

Fantastic!

There you go again making

a jerk of yourself!

It's a guitar, not a violin!

Right?

Hunny. stop embarrassing me

in front of strangers, okay?

Whatever it is,

you are really good.

What course are you in?

I don't study here.

Oh, so you teach music?

Like Shahrukh Khan from

'Mohabbatein?

Hey!

He doesn't teach here

and you don't study here.

Aren't your five minutes up yet?

We were just leaving, relax.

Before we leave,

won't you introduce us to Zafar?

Let's see what breed your cow is.

That's like asking if the sun is out

on a hot, sunny afternoon.

You are standing in his presence.

Him?

That's amazing, Panditji.

I've decided that as soon as we get

admission, I'm taking up the guitar.

Hunny. girls are crazy for guitarists!

Chicks will stick to you like magnets if

you've got a guitar.

Hey... time is up!

You better get the money in time.

You're top breed. for sure, brother!

Seven days only, get it'?

So, Mr. Rockstar...

do you intend wasting your

talent over here?

When will you hit the big time?

Huh?

Album?

I'm asking because I'm worried about you.

I've known you for six years.

You rocked this place for the first three.

The other three I still don't understand.

Anything clicked yet?

No, Panditji.

They know my face so well at all the

auditions and reality shows...

they don't even let me in through the gate.

As for recording an album,

that's another ballgame altogether.

How could that be?

I mean, here you play so well.

I get your music, they don't?

It's not their fault.

These strings are tied to someone else.

When that person is away,

the music also goes away.

Touching.

I get what you're saying.

Keep playing-

If you need any help. let me know.

This is my new visiting card.

Look...

it has my picture too.

What do you think?

Good.

Carry on... see you later.

Dude, I have a dream.

On our first day of college...

we will enter on horses.

You riding the white horse...

and I on the black...

wearing black sunglasses,

long leather boots with zippers...

red shirts and black pants.

Shirts buttoned up to the collar.

Dude, girls will kill for us.

That reminds me...

I forgot to tell you

about the dream I had this morning!

You jerk!

All you've done is talk nonsense all day...

missing out on what's really important.

As it is,

you've had a dream after bloody ages.

Sorry, dude.

The thing is I dream every night,

but sometimes I forget.

So anyway...

I saw. you were at the Jumbo Circus.

And ajumbo,

I mean an elephant goes wild...

and instead of playing with a colourful

ball, it takes you in its trunk...

and starts banging you on the floor.

That's when I get there

and rescue you from its trunk.

Then I wrap the trunk around my hand

and whack it with one blow.

Knock-out!

You bloody scoundrel...

elephants banging me on the floor,

horses dragging me...

next it'll be a donkey kicking me...

Smart ass. a little puppy

scares you to bits...

and you think you can whack an elephant!

Knock-out'?!

Dude, you can't control what you

see in a dream.

A dream is a dream.

Anything is possible.

Anything is possible!

Shut up now!

Let me figure it out.

Mad elephant... elephant...

elephant as in Ganpati.

As in?

Lord Ganesha!

Lord Ganesha?

Bloody Englishman!

Indian Gods are so colourful!

Dude, don't confuse.

That was Lord Hanuman,

this is Lord Ganesha.

Hang on to Lord Ganesha.

Lord Ganesha...

also known as Shri Ganesh.

And 'a whack with the hand'...

a hand has five fingers...

five!

So it's number five on Shri Ganesh.

Let's go.

Here they come again.

A hundred tickets for Shri Ganesh,

number four.

Shri Ganesh... number four...

Do you have number four?

No.

Sorry, we're out of four.

In that case,

we'll go with number eight.

Number eight...

Do you have number eight?

No, out of eight too.

Really?

What do we do, Choocha?

Let's take number three.

Three?

No, I think we should go

with number five.

Screw what you think, let's go for three.

I don't get you...

Don't argue.

I want number three.

Oh no. number five.

Dude, shut up!

Why don't you get it?

Tell me, do you have number five?

This is not fair, Hunny.

Hey! I asked for number five,

not your daughter's hand in marriage.

Hurry up, it's almost time for the draw.

Scoundrels!

Pulled a fast one again!

Cut, cut...

Sorry.

Lucky 13...

Sir, sir...

the talkback is off...

Start!

What's wrong?

Even pirated CDs don't

get stuck like you do.

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