Student Of The Year Page #9

So hold my hand."

"Let's sing and dance together."

"Crazy about disco."

"Play the night game

with me for a while."

"Come and swing in

my arms for a while."

"I'll explain you from my eyes."

"The night is still left.

Make me intoxicated."

"Dance like crazy tonight.

Move like an fun frolic tonight."

"Party like a bee tonight.

Say whatever you want."

"You got to do the D.I.S.C.O. where

everybody knows where we got to go."

"You get many excuses."

"You know it, so sing it.

Now throw your hands up and say."

"Crazy about disco."

"This night is intoxicating.

So hold my hand."

"Let's sing and dance together."

"This is love."

"Love with deep colour,

with passion and with ardour."

"Which is more than just love.

That kind of love."

"There's something about tonight.

Something very special."

"Something about

the way you move that thing."

"Something very special."

"Something about the way you look at me.

Something very special."

"There's something about tonight.

Something very special."

"Something about the

way you move that thing."

"Something very special."

"Something about the way you

look at me. Something very special."

"There's something about tonight.

Something very special."

After the dance competition

four students out of the

twelve have been eliminated...

Now these eight finalists

will fight in the triathlon

to win the Student Of The Year...

Good morning.

- Hi Abhi, how are you?

Abhi and Rohan both

are in the top eight...

The competition is tough...

it is not so easy.

You will say that... Rohan

is your son after all...

That's why I say the

victory is Abhi's...

"Mug up and become 100% ready."

"Don't leave any table unturned.

- Win the game."

"There's only one solution.

- For your problem."

"Push it hard."

Shruti!

- "Push it hard."

"Push it hard."

We are on the last leg of the

Student Of The year - the Triathlon...

This is a unique combination of

swimming, cycling and running...

The last eight finalists

will participate in it...

Every student of St.

Teresa's dreams of

winning the Student

Of the Year trophy...

There have been many

exemplary students

who have won this in

twenty five years...

I don't mean to insult anyone

but I can't accept this trophy...

I have my own reasons...

When you should clap

why aren't you guys clapping?

This kind of unruly behaviour

wont be tolerated in this school...

Get him out of here...

This Student Of

the year is your idea, right?

Then you should get the award...

For the most stupid idea...

Why? Because you didn't win?

Just look at yourself...

Yes... I lost... But why did I lose?

Because of you...

Because of your dumb rules...

Make the girls and

boys race together...

Get a partner to the prom...

Dance and win a trophy...

Who cares, this Pappu can't dance?

Just let me speak...

This charade has been on

for twenty five years...

And why?

Because Dean Yogendra Vasisht

has no entertainment in his life..

He is alone and so he wants

to break our friendship...

Your final episode is a hit!

The friendships that

were built over two years

have been finished in two weeks!

We hate each other!

I thought you would call

me when you had a baby...

So much ego?

Not ego... Shame...

What was the use of all that?

Forget all that and show

me the baby's picture...

What's her name?

I can't even afford the name...

You haven't changed...

How's Tanya doing?

She's hunting for a new husband...

Keep Abhi away from her...

I have to keep Abhi

away from someone else...

It's a hospital...

Can't have them trashing it...

I'll just come...

You didn't even invite

me for the wedding...

I would have come...

From the bride's side...

It was my right...

Why this intense look?

There must always be

pain on a musician's face...

Or else CDs don't sell...

I have heard your songs...

Does Abhi allow you to listen to them?

I listen to them stealthily...

You married him and still

exercising your right on me?

It's been ten years...

Can't you just say a hello?

He sings loudly on stage...

Even he can say hello!

You are an investment banker...

Not a nine year old...

And you are my wife...

Not your ex-boyfriend's lawyer...

I saw you hugging him...

Feeling a lot of love?

What else did you expect?

His bank account may have crores..

..but class is still

unaffordable for him...

What did you do with all your class?

You just strum strings on stage...

But I hug very well...

Just hold your tongue...

She is my wife...

When you kissed her

she was my girlfriend...

Stop them...

One minute... It's the pent

up feeling of ten years...

Let it flow...

Why such rage? Why so much anger?

Can't be because of Shanaya...

You never even loved her...

Then why this anger? Why?

You lost on purpose

that day... On purpose...

The question has been eating

my insides for ten years...

Why did you do it? Tell me why?

Because your father was a bastard...

He looked happy when

he saw you losing...

I wanted to be like him

but I'm not that bad...

In that moment I realized

I could defeat

India's biggest men

by making you win...

So I did it...

My Dad had died Rohan...

But even yours wasn't alive...

I destroyed my

father when I left home...

I didn't need your greatness...

Greatness? And what about

your greatness on stage?

Gave a speech like a

martyr and walked away...

If you knew all this,

why didn't you say it that day?

Because you wanted your

father to feel you won...

Who did you call a loser?

My last five albums

have been platinum hits...

So? My company's

turnover is 500 crores...

So? Top international

music labels run after me...

Top multinationals

beg me for mergers...

When I perform the whole

of Wembley trembles...

When I perform the whole

stock market shakes...

I have done 100 girls...

And I have...

Up or down ten...

Up or down?

Mostly down...

You haven't changed...

I remember...

You won't kiss me, right?

Won't even hug you...

Look how popular I am...

I was a dean for

twenty five years and..

..today six seven

students have come to meet me...

The fault's mine...

I couldn't make my relationships..

..so got busy breaking others'...

Everyone has friends but school

and college friends are different...

They understand us

like our parents do...

They know us...

Friction, envy, competition...

No matter what it goes through..

..it never clouds the heart!

We have a chance after ten years...

Now this friendship will not break!

Just one business was unfinished...

Run...

"People say that we are jobless,

but how does it matter to us?"

"People keep saying this,

but how does it matter to us?"

"Our shining future is bright enough."

"People say that we are jobless,

but how does it matter to us?"

"People keep saying this,

but how does it matter to us?"

"Everything is correct

when friends are with us."

"We are free, we all are free."

"Come, and you too be free."

"We are free, we all are free."

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