Listen Amaya Page #2
- Year:
- 2013
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Who's Jazz?
Jayant..you've met him
at the cafe the other day.
Oh! that Jazz..
Yes..that Jazz!
He likes aunty doesn't he?
Are you mad?
Since it's your first time,
This is on the house.
Thank you,
Indian hospitality
really knows no bounds!
This is not hospitality.
This is good business sense,
now you'll definitely come back!
I'm about to set up camp here.
Oh good.
Would you actually have a
vacancy for a waiter or the like?
My wife might be a
little over qualified but..
Don't mind my husband.
Abhay is an ass.
Oops.
I never judge a book by it's cover.
Thank you!
But really! You're living my dream.
In fact we only came in because
we were so intrigued
by the name of your cafe!
You know, me cam may be mine,
but it was christened by my daughter!
Very interesting.
And you've really travelled the world.
Actually, not really.
These are all pictures of
people who came here as strangers,
But left as lifelong friends.
Let me show you.
This is Cindy, she's from Peru.
Leave alone Hindi, she
could barely speak English!
But you know, she's
told me so much about Peru,
that it feels like I
know the country inside out.
It's amazing!
That's great!
It sounds like you
get to travel the world,
without having to leave the cafe at all!
Actually that is true!
There's something
special about this little cafe".
Is this your daughter?
Yes
How do you know?
She has your eyes..
What does she do?
She does a lot of things!
She's a full time writer,
Part time cafe manager,
But..
At heart, Amaya is a..
Free spirit!
"The mind knows no boundaries"
"Dreams have no walls"
"They walk hand in hand"
"As you follow where life calls.."
"The mind knows no boundaries"
"Dreams have no walls"
"They walk hand in hand"
"As you follow where life calls.."
You can read later,
let's concentrate on
writing our book first.
Jazz..
This is a story of a weasel.
Don't waste time on
stupid books! Lets go.
We must buy this one!
I said, get up!
Jazz!
It's a great title for our book.
Weasel on a hot tin roof!
This seems to be older than me also!
Will this camera work?
It might, or it might not!
"Open skies above me"
"Not a corner to be seen
"A gentle breeze flows past free"
"Directionless but so happily keen"
"if I could only fly"
"Like those birds soaring high"
"Knowing them as I sail by"
"Speaking their
language, not being shy
"Those many sun kissed lanes"
"From where the breeze whispers out"
"Dancing lightly as sprinkling rain"
"Kissing lips that curl in a pout"
"The mind knows no boundaries"
"Dreams have no walls"
"They walk hand in hand"
"As you follow where life calls.."
Hi Leela!
Hi Jayant.
We're on our way to the famous
stuffed flat bread lane in Chandni Chowk.
To eat there?
No..
To buy chickens and sell eggs instead!
And before you ask,
Your daughter is safe and well.
You have
absolutely no cause for concern.
You know, when I was a child,
we used to come here very often.
This was dad's favorite Sunday outing.
In fact, I even started to write here.
The Busy Bazaar.
My first story,
I was nine years old.
Dad read the story,
and asked me to change the way it ended.
But I didn't change it,
Because I believed in my story.
You know, that day
my father became my biggest fan.
He used to say,
the day your first book gets published,
we'll celebrate it with Champagne.
I guess he just ran out of time.
Come, I want you to
meet a very interesting man.
He repairs old clocks,
his shop is somewhere close by.
"Hold on to these memories"
"May they never
fade like a dying breeze"
"These precious moments of recall"
"Lock up these special moments"
"Deep inside our heart"
"Telling others our stories"
"When they come out of the dark"
"The hope of every morning"
"As windows open to the suns rays"
"Like gentle dew drops forming"
"That today shall be a wondrous day"
"The mind knows no boundaries"
"Dreams have no walls"
"They walk hand in hand"
"As you follow where life calls.."
Lets go Aditi,
we'll come some other time.
'Memories must be
preserved in the mind!'
'That one moment,
spells celebration for someone'
'and mourning for someone else.'
'There is Abdul's
tea stall on the corner...?'
Happy birthday Ma!!
Oh! My God!
Thank you.
Thanks.
Open it.
Oh, this is nice..
You like it?
Can I borrow it?
Yes..
So, what did you'll do yesterday?
I completely filled my dictaphone,
while Jazz filled all 4 of
his memory cards with pictures
You know Ma, Jazz
is actually pretty cool.
He makes friends so easily!
In a place like Chandni Chowk,
he knew every lane
and every shop in it..
Except for this one
shop, he couldn't find.
Speak of the Devil! - Hello?
So what is it that
I'm supposed to say today?
Happy Birthday!
Thank you.
You're being
praised to the high heavens.
Please tell her that I
also had a very good time.
Why don't you tell her
yourself when you get here?
Qkay..bye.
Ma, how old was Aditi?
Eight or nine. Why do you ask?
Jazz suddenly called me Aditi yesterday.
Aunty, please hand me the knife.
Hand it over right now.
What do you want to do with it?
I want to commit suicide.
Oh! One second..
Use this one, this
will work much better.
Aunty? You're finding this funny?
I mean look at me.
I'm good looking,
handsome, tall, Intelligent.
With an IQ of over 220
I even have a six pack..
Care to see?
And above all aunty,
I'm so modest too.
I love your daughter so much.
And she, doesn't
give me the time of day.
Hmm..
Hmm?
Hmmm?
All I get is a hmm?
Aunty don't just say hmm..
Please do something.
Oh God, he's here again..
Hi Amaya!
Bye Raghav!
Good morning Guruji.
Bless you my child, bless you!
Mum, I'll be back in awhile
can you please not
entertain this Orangutan..
Come on..lets go, lets go.
Aunty,
I really love Amaya.
Raghav ,
Jayant uncle, bless me please.
Whatever dude.
He's a really nice boy
and you know, he's crazy about Amaya.
But that is
historically true of this place.
Whoever comes here,
either falls for the daughter
or the mother instead!
What was this boy's name?
Raghav
That's right,
Raghav..
Correct.
Okay.
Show me.
I'll show you a fantastic picture.
Actually"
You know Jayant,
I'm so glad Amaya's really fond of you.
It won't be easy though.
I know,
but I know Amaya too.
She'll handle it.
Ma..should I wear
this sari to Priya's wedding?
Priya? Finally?
But doesn't Nishant
look a lot older than her?
Err yeah.
Because Priya is only
What do you expect?
But don't they look so good together?
No I need to give
you something brighter.
Why?
It's a marriage not a funeral!
But I like black!
More books
for Book a Coffee!
Hi, I'm Devika
- Hi! -Abhay.
Hi, I'm Amaya
Yeah we know, the free spirit"?
Oh!
So, you've met my mother before?
- Here. - Thanks.
So tell me, how did you decide to return
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