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in your life...

now is when you click it!

Man... your friend piles on

the pressure very sweetly.

Hi!

- What?

- Uhh... no nothing.

No... nothing!

I known Charlie for a long time...

Ever since I came to the

industry I've known him,

but I never took him seriously

because... you know,

He was just... that kinda guy.

So he called me incessantly saying

listen to Raunak's demo,

Listen to Raunak's demo...

he fried my brains out.

So I said, alright man, just

let's meet the guy!

I tread on the path of love...

don't blame me...

whoever I found with love...

I became theirs...

I became theirs...

I accept pain...

I accept peace...

'Pain' reminded me...

where's Shonali nowadays?

She's on a calender shoot.

- Good riddance!

Looks like her days are numbered.

Get your act together man.

This could be your big break.

Yeah I know. Now get the

hell out. Let me sleep.

Payday's knocking on your door.

Are you nervous?

Yeah!

This is what I came here for.

Now am frigging bricks

so I'm going back.

Now leave me alone.

I have to sleep.

Don't be an airhead yet.

Just because you're a hot

DJ in your little club

doesn't mean you've become AR Rahman.

They call him the Mozart from Madras.

You're not even a Beethoven

from Bandra yet.

Just admit it. You're scared

of messing it up now.

What if you've inherited

failure as well?

Your highness, get the TV.

Your Sunburn interview is on.

Music is everywhere in Goa,

In the shacks, pubs, discs.

There's music outdoors,

there's music indoors.

You know Doors?

My friend Jimmy Morisson?

Turn up the volume.

A little more... a little more.

Turn down the darn volume.

Now I'll ask you a question.

Why do people keep coming

back to Goa?

I'll tell you.

Because Goa means Go -Aa.

Have you gone and lost your mind?

- Go -Vaapis aa.

Have you gone deaf? - I know it's

a little philosophical...

You know Raunak,

if you drink a little less,

Then maybe you'll say

something sensible.

I'm just an ordinary fuse...

I'm fed up of you.

You've become a bum. You don't

even shower until afternoon.

What is the matter with you?

- If I blow up, it's a BANG!

How disgusting. You're drinking

before brushing even?

What are you going on about?

Whatever.

Just come down... come down.

So in any case, I want this fixed.

I'm thinking of landscaping the

garden. What do you think?

Ma'am, will Sir have breakfast?

Sir will break his fast

with anything but food.

Sir is allergic to breakfast.

So what do you think?

Wrought iron or cane?

How about a bit of both!?

I'm sorry, Saraswati...

but you know how Madam flies

into a temper. - Sir, I'm Laxmi.

Take care of yourself, Saraswati.

Sir, Laxmi.

I understand, Saraswati.

Keep this until you find

something good.

Sir it's Laxmi, sir.

Hello... yo... get in, get in.

Looks like he's deaf.

Put your bags in.

Raunak's problem started

quite sans drama.

It crept up on him in small,

everyday things.

He kept it to himself,

kept ignoring it.

He thought it's a normal thing,

I'd have done the same thing.

Good morning.

So what I wanna do is...

it's a Punjabi wedding atmosphere,

A real Punjabi wedding.

Uhh...

whatever angst they're feeling...

you know people are sitting around,

Having dinner, she's sitting on

the other side of his table...

And they want to say stuff

to each other...

And then we get to the song.

So whatever they want to say...

you listening to me, Raunak?

The first few sessions

were quite dull.

Raunak had potential,

He had enormous talent

but he lacked focus.

I mean, in person he'd be

sitting in front of me,

but his mind was someplace far away.

So I told Charlie to give

him some creative space.

That would help him channel

his talent better.

Cut this nonsense!

Go play jazz in a hotel lobby if

that's what ticks your goat.

What's this chisss chisss chiss

nonsense you're playing?

Hit it hard! Bang it!

Do you have any clue what

hitting it hard is like?

Huh? DO YOU?!

You!

Like this, this is what I want.

What's your problem now?

- If he's down, I'm down.

It's a strike!

What?

STRIKE!

Strike?

What are you, making music

or working in a factory?

You want to try union tactics

on me? Freaking zoozoo.

If you don't want to work,

go to hell.

Don't make this studio

a government office.

HIT THE DAMN GUITAR!!!

Create... create...

Right now.

Create... create...

Right now.

Praise the almighty!

Praise the almighty!

Praise the almighty!

Praise the almighty!

Create... create...

Right now.

Purify my spirit,

O my dear holy spirit.

Purify my spirit,

O my dear holy spirit.

Guide the ones who've

gone astray, O lord.

Guide the ones who've

gone astray, O lord.

Create... create...

Right now.

Create... create...

Right now.

Praise the almighty!

Praise the almighty!

Praise the almighty!

Praise the almighty!

Create... create...

Right now.

Create... create...

Right now.

Create... create...

Right now.

I'm going for a shower.

I'm going for a shower.

You want me to call the media?

What? - I asked if you want me

to call a press conference?

It's a bloody bath, for godssake.

You should file a case on her...

Section 332,

voluntarily causing grievous hurt.

His DJ sets were getting affected.

He wasn't sober when

DJing at the club.

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you,

happy birthday to you...

Thanks, you remembered?

I don't need to 'Remember' it.

I know.

Happy birthday dear Raunak.

What's happening to me?

What's HAPPENING TO ME?

Really. I have no clue!

What the hell is going on, Raunak?

Nothing much.

I've just come from a meeting

with Anurag's producer.

He said if the tracks are ready,

he wants to hear them.

- Hmm... he's bugged, boss!

- Ssshhh!

What the hell man?

Hey dude!

The shoot schedule is locked down.

They have dates from the actors.

So?

I'm on it Charlie!

What do you want from me now?

- Oh, man!

This is nonsense.

Charlie sit the hell down.

Or do you dance on my head!

Thanks, sir.

- I just might do that you know.

Thank you.

I was at the gig last night.

- Yeah, he's the man!

Rockstar!

I know.

It was a bit off.

- Just a little wee bit...

- Just a tad.

- Oh shut up!

What do you mean a tad off?

Have you lost your mind?

I've seen nonsense before, but this.

This was the worse than darn!

Of course!

Who else would know darn better!

Shut up!

No one asked for your opinion.

Just shut up and get out!

Out! - Are you talking to me?

How dare you?!

Some nerve you got to...

And moron, what are you looking

at? It's all because of you!

- What?

- You know what...

the both of you,

go die, burn in hell -Together!

It's over!

Do you need any help packing?

Leave me alone...

just get the hell out, everyone.

Listen Shonali, take those arbit

childhood pictures of yours.

Hey bro!

Hey Raunak...

listen, get up, come on mate,

get up... listen to me.

There's no one here now,

it's just me alright?

She's gone... but for a change,

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