Saajan Page #2

lt's that bitter truth of my life...

...that l'm used to living with.

Time will tell whether

l'm an ember or a dew drop.

At the moment l'm a tear

glistening on the lashes of time.

Exquisite, l swear by poetry.

At this tender age,

such thoughts, such depths.

This upliftment. l swear...

Every word of your poems...

... stings the heart like a dagger.

But l don't understand in spite of

being the loved poet of thousands..

Why are you a stranger to them?

Why don't you let people know that...

The one rising like the tide in

their hearts is none other than you!

No, l can't do this.

Let it remain a secret.

- But why? - l'd like my feelings

to reach every corner of the world.

But l'm scared to

come before the world.

lf mother, Dad or Akash

feel my pain in my songs...

They will be very hurt.

They might feel there was

something lacking in my upbringing.

l can give up my life for them.

But l can't hurt them.

l live for them not myself.

Great! Not only are you a good

poet but also a good human being.

You embarrass me.

Let's get down to business.

According to your instructions...

l send all the royalty

earned by your books to...

Father D'mello's orphanage.

These are some letters and fan mail.

The rest is ordinary but...

This is very special.

She seems a devoted fan.

She is always requesting me

for your songs, your poems.

And her name is Miss Pooja.

l will fulfill her request.

l swear by poetry.

The name that l have earned

by singing your songs...

...is truly yours because the

words were from your treasury.

l'm sending you a cutting of the

picture of me receiving the prize.

And a gift for you.

Received your letter.

Was happy to read its contents.

l've kept my word and

sent you my new poem.

Hope you like it.

If you don't, don't hesitate.

Let me know so l can write even better

The blank frame hanging in my house

and l await for your photograph.

You snubbed a pretty girl like me!

That is why God has rendered

one of your legs useless.

lf l could, l'd break your other leg!

Not only are you a cripple,

you're a beggar who lives off others!

The Sagar (ocean) of my joy.

The Sagar of my imagination.

Every word written by you

sends my heart racing.

Your words woven with

pearls are my very life

l pray to God that you keep writing.

Today your face is extra bright.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

Looks like you're a victim of love.

With you around

anything can happen to me.

- Why? - Because you have

the world rights for love.

You're talking to me but

your eyes are on that girl.

She looks as smooth as a duck!

l'll enjoy it when the mountain

sitting next to her falls on you.

You're talking of the mountain?

l'm thinking of cuddling up!

That mountain?

No, the girl. The little hillock.

Son then you're in for a lashing.

And if l hug her, you'll pay the bill.

Or l'll pay. Fine?

What are you doing?

- l'm blind.

- Take him to the toilet.

Poor boy. He's blind.

He's had it.

Get dinner fast.

Or l'll have to eat a punch.

What a lively boy.

Seeing them together l'm

reminded of the film, -Dosti'

One chap is lame and the other blind.

- Who is blind?

- That boy on that table.

He's Akash Verma. He'll become

anything to flirt with girls.

He fooled me!

See how l'll teach him a lesson.

Forget business. Talk about home.

- About children.

- My children are great.

lf one of my sons is a diamond,

the other is the Kohinoor diamond!

How do you differentiate between them?

How do l tell them apart?

Hear and decide for yourself.

Take Aman for example.

A turbulent mind

becomes calm at seeing him.

When he speaks it feels as if

rose petals fall from his lips.

Great! Then why don't

you open a flower shop?

l also want to start a shoe shop.

No place. Shall l use your head?

Don't be angry. The other son?

Akash will write the name

of Varmas in the sky with light.

He will add light to our family name.

He's a dark horse.

l mean he'll run ahead of everybody.

He'll keep running with

the world behind him.

He'll keep running so will people.

Stop the car.

He's really running

like a horse in a race.

He's ahead with people behind him!

Tomatoes instead of flowers.

Stones instead of love!

Sticks instead of reward!

What about our family name?

- What happened to your family name?

- Nothing. Get off the car.

- He's getting a beating and l have

to alight? - Get off quickly!

How will l go home?

- Take a cab.

- Cabs don't go there.

- Then take a rickshaw.

- How will that go if cabs don't?

Take your legs and go!

- l hold your legs.

- Not on hire, out!

What's wrong with him? He's getting

beaten and l have to get off!

Use your legs!

l'm ashamed of your condition.

Feel like drowning myself!

Why are you sounding link a man?

- What is it? - You're on the

phone when l'm scolding you!

There's no respect!

How did this tear?

Why did you get beaten up?

You won't understand.

l'd gone for a fancy dress party.

And those fools

thought l was a beggar!

Do l really look that foolish?

- Not that much.

- What? - Why?

Beggars are given charity, not

beaten by tomatoes, eggs, stones!

- How do you know?

- l was passing by. l saw you chased.

Long live fathers of today!

- Didn't try to rescue me!

- Me rescue you?

So that people leave you

and beat me up instead?

- Should have iced him there!

- l'm not ice cream to be frozen!

- l'll give you one!

- The father within awakens!

The one outside not within!

Forgive him now. l promise you

he'll never repeat it again.

l swear by my Dad l won't do it.

- Sure?

- Sure.

Must be Julie.

This telephone is the reason

he's getting spoilt!

You're right. If l get this

line cut, all his lines will be cut!

Ass! Donkey!

Whatever l am, however l am,

l am only your son.

My business partner.

My son Aman. We're building

a big hotel in Ooty with him.

The entire construction

responsibility is yours.

- Me? - The cold climate

of Ooty has affected him.

lt's not that.

l'm not sure whether

l can handle it well...

l am confident you will.

- When do l have to leave?

- When does the flight leave?

- Tomorrow.

- Is it your Pop's flight?

lt leaves on Monday.

When will you reach?

ln 4 days.

My other son. Listen to me..

- Why are you looking there?

- l've seen him somewhere.

ln some party or restaurant.

l'm the life of every party.

l'm always followed by thousands.

One in front followed by thousands!

A dark...

- Let me say horse.

- Doesn't sound nice from an ass.

- Go home! - First you say come

to office, then you say go home!

Are you making fun of my son?

Let your son do anything,

l'll have it printed in the papers!

- l don't have a son.

- Then who was in your house?

- The neighbor's son.

- And that woman in your house?

She is my wife.

Any problems? Go do your work.

Laxmi will come to pick

you up from the airport.

He'll tell you the rest.

Since when are you here?

- And before this?

- l was in Vellore.

- How did you come here?

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