Rockstar

You know.

Miles away from here.

Beyond good and evil.

There's a ground.

I will meet you there.

Often I've wondered

You, me, we are all mirrors

We catch our reflection in everyone

It's not me, yet I am

Right...

Wrong...

I'm yours

To find me

Is to find yourself

All that I

Wish to say

Is ruined by

My words

My words

Lovely.

Often I feel that

This whole world is magic

Which Is

And yet Is not

Seasons, clouds, wind, blossoms

They send signals to me

How do I narrate their tales

All that I

Wish to say

Is ruined by

My words

My words

Oh yeah yeah

Oh yeah yeah

You want to be a Hero, huh?

This looks like a theater to you?

What's the matter, sir? Sir?

- Let go of it!

Be careful... the strings...

I told you to let go of it!

Take care of the strings.

Come... I'll make you

perform at the police station.

Sir... the strings...

Jim Morrison.

Who?

He was a great singer.

The chicks would tear their

clothes at the mere sight of him.

He stood before the crowd...

on the stage...

and raised his middle finger.

Just like this!

And the crowd went wild...

they cheered and whistled... as

if he had done something incredible.

While here I was,

respectfully singing...

so that the people waiting for

the bus would have a good time.

And these

no-good-cops began hitting me.

Very sad.

I mean, as if I were nothing.

Are you getting the samosas?

Right, continue to rip him off!

There are a thousand

criminals in Delhi...

the cops should go after them.

Exactly!

Why this poor guy?

Jim Morrison...

Janardan Jakhar.

JM...

JJ.

Guys, he's a dead item!

And is this the

latest low class fashion?

To Be With You...

lead break.

Keep some style, dude!

Man, you're on stage!

You should have some

stage presence, right?

Attitude!

Like this...

like this!

As if you are going

to blow everyone away!

What happened?

JJ?

My days aren't going well...

Right now it's just

a few bad days, son.

If you don't stop your

strumming and singing...

then just see how your

whole life goes bad.

This guy is very negative!

You loser!

As if he will strike it rich

with his father's business.

I will neverjoin

the transport business.

Well then, get your degree and...

...become an advocate

at the district court.

Trust me, that's the best you can do.

So he shouldn't even try?

That rules out any

chance he might have.

He doesn't stand a chance anyway.

You don't become big, just by

striking a pose with a guitar.

But he has been playing

the guitar since he was a kid!

Then why hasn't he

tasted success yet?

Tell me.

You mean...

- Because he doesn't have it in him.

He doesn't have that quality.

And what kind of friends are you?

Just to eat the samosas he pays for?

Hey!

- Why don't you explain it to him?

The sooner he understands,

the better it is.

All that I

Wish to say

Is ruined by

Take down my number...

call me if I am selected.

- Number?

Take it down...

I have your visiting card...

Hindu College canteen...

I'll call you.

What if I work really hard?

Even a donkey works hard.

Well then...

what do I lack? Tell me!

See...

an artiste has a

particular type of heart...

a particular personality.

And I don't?

You can't have it.

Your life hasn't been like that.

It's a different type of life...

that makes a person an artiste.

What type?

Take a look at anyone's life.

All these musicians, singers...

artists, painters, writers.

Take a look.

They all have one thing in common.

What?

Which they all definitely

have in some form or the other.

What is it, Khatana bhai?

Pain.

What?

Pain.

Sorrow, misery, tears...

Oh... is that right?

Until a person doesn't suffer...

he can never make it big.

And change your friend circle!

Pain.

If you hang around with these losers,

you're going nowhere.

They've all gone

through a lot of pain, Bittu.

They got hurt...

suffered, winced in pain.

Problems...

tragedies...

and me?

I haven't gone through anything.

I don't have even a single problem.

Never starved for food...

never struggled for anything...

even my parents are still alive.

Wasn't beaten as a child...

nor molested.

I'm not even adopted, I'm my

parent's biological child.

Never met with any big accident...

nor had a life-threatening disease.

Oh no!

Music can only come

from a broken heart.

When you're heart's broken...

shattered into tiny pieces...

that's when the music flows.

What have you ever been through?

Has your heart ever been broken?

Have you even been in love?

If you have to think about it,

then obviously not, you idiot!

True love.

Passion.

So then?

Where will the music come from?

You tell me.

Where will it come from?

Hey JJ!

You could've come along with us.

I'm heading to the Law FAC.

I can't sit through

a dance performance.

Who's going for the dance?

We're going there for the girl!

Go ahead,

- Come on!

What's to see?

As long as she is in Stephen's,

she will always be number one.

Come on!

- Let's sit right in the front!

Sit here.

- Sit!

Ladies and Gentlemen.

Welcome to 'Shut Up and Dance'.

Presenting the first

performance led by...

Heer Kaul.

It's true, what they

say about Kashmir.

Heer from Kashmir?

If there's any heaven on earth...

it is right here...

it is right here...

within her clothes!

Over there, look!

How?

I mean... what material

did God use to make that.

Dude, the material is the same...

but the engineering is mind blowing!

The car or the girl?

Both!

Watch carefully...

it's her last performance.

Why is she in such

a hurry to get married?

You have a problem?

Take it easy, buddy.

That's Heer.

Watch her from a distance

and be satisfied.

No way...

I should try my luck.

A lot of guys have tried...

and every one of them has failed.

She is a heart-breaker.

Is it?

Yes.

Wow!

Okay JJ...

Jai Bajrang Bali!

Heer...

Hi.

Janardan...

JJ for short.

We need to talk.

About what?

Actually... you...

I think you are pretty cool.

I had to tell you this.

And you are quite hot too.

Amazing combination, isn't it?

Hot and cool at the same time.

Anything else?

Yes...

I love you.

Be my girlfriend.

Can you see everyone

is laughing at you?

All I can see is you.

You can see me, right?

Then listen

carefully to what I'm saying.

Bugger off!

You and I will rock it,

I'm telling you.

Think about it.

Hey... are you stupid?

No, only crazy for you baby.

Okay, enough.

Just get lost now!

Sure?

Am I sure?

One second, let me think...

Yes, I'm sure, you idiot!

Get lost!

You are breaking my heart, Heer.

Listen...

- JJ...

I don't want to see your

face again, do you hear me?

Are you sure?

Bugger off!

- Okay.

Okay.

What's he on, man?

- Who is he?

Is he from Hindu?

Do you want me to eat two

samosas in this much chutney?

Get me more.

You think this is a joke?

Khatana bhai...

I love her really.

You can't imagine how

it felt when she said...

'Burger off! '

I don't even know what that means.

You are such a shallow person.

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