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"The few moments of life,

do not lose"

"If you lose, do not grieve"

"You will fall

but you are no lo! Ser"

"For you are human, not God"

"When in India, dress like an Indian"

"Be what you are"

"Never wory"

"Life is short, so live it up"

"Few moments of life"

"If honesty doesn't pay,

use deceit"

"If you don't get

what you deserve, plunder"

"Eveyone here is a thief,

no one is a saint"

"Looking for hap, piness

is no sin'

"So never wory"

"Life is to enioy"

"Do not lose the few moments of life"

"If you lose, do not lament"

Come on, twenty for one.

Win twenty for one.

Come on, no second thoughts. Pick up

the weapon, play the game of men.

What's the deal?

- You'll get 12 bullets for one buck.

Hit six targets, and you'll get

twenty bucks for the one you paid.

Deal?

- Let me have the gun.

Great! That's like a man.

Catch.

- Is this the gun?

You want a cannon?

- No thanks, this will do for now.

If you excuse me,

I'll straighten the nozzle.

Wondeul! You're a deadly shot!

Whatever the make,

I never miss my aim.

Wondeul! You're a great marksman.

- Whatever the make, I never miss my aim

Where are you lost?

My twenty bucks?

You've ruined me.

Here's ten... fifteen...

and twenty.

Badal, when were you released?

- Just today, sir.

If anyone's pocket is picked in

the fair, you'll land behind bars

It's like, the famous man cons, and

the infamous robber is hauled up.

You can keep the money if you wish.

It's not stolen.

I must tell you something. From now on

I'm going to earn an honest living.

Inspector sahib...

your wallet. Evidence of my honesty.

- Bloody swine.

Same to you, sir.

So you are into this, too?

- I do whatever comes to me.

By Lord Hanuman, you're a Guru.

Will you do something for me?

Anything for money.

- I see. Then let's go in.

Come on.

- Sure.

Are you interested in horse-riding?

- Interested? It's my profession.

The horseback is the first thing

I saw after I was born.

By Lord Hanuman, you've got

a silver tongue. I hope...

you won't fall off a horse?

- No horse can throw me down.

Whatever the breed,

no horse can throw me down.

Same words.

Could this one be his son?

No manhandling. Okay?

- You're vey unfortunate.

You just missed

becoming a millionaire.

Now you'll rip my pants and say that

I just missed becoming a billionaire.

Is this a new way to become rich?

- Actually Guru, twenty years ago...

I was a servant to Maharaj Singh.

He's a multimillionaire.

He had a son, Chimpu.

Some thug kidnapped him...

and there's no trace of the boy yet.

The boy had a mark on his shoulder.

Guru, when I saw you, I felt that

you are the one. Maharaj Singh's son.

You're tying to link me

to rich parents. I wasn't destined...

to even have poor parents.

- You will have parents.

How?

- Listen to this.

Maharaj Singh hasn't been

able to forget his son.

If you wish, I can pass you off

as his son.

Funny! How'll he believe I'm his son?

- That's my job.

How will you do it?

I'll tell you. You have certain

traits that match Maharaj Singh's.

You ride horses, you're also

a marksman like him.

The only difference is that

his son had a mark on his body.

Mark?

- Yes, a mark. Over here.

About which, only Maharaj Singh,

his wife and I know.

I'll make a similar tattoo on you.

And then, you'll be worth millions.

If you agree,

half the money will be mine.

If it comes walking to me,

I don't mind splitting it.

But how will you make a mark on me?

- How?

That's my iob. Only mine.

Wondeul! That's it. Ditto.

You deserve five bucks. Happy?

- Happy sahib.

I've made a millionaire out of you.

You're going to own...

Maharaj Singh's stud farm.

By God, don't you forget my share.

Never. I'm a true friend.

Also don't forget what I've told you

about Maharaj Singh and his son.

I won't. I had a toy horse,

a cradle made of sandalwood...

Mother's name is Rukhmini

Daddy has properties worth millio! Ns...

a stud farm and many horses...

and what else?

Your parents are waiting for you

to return, for twenty years.

So, here comes the son.

Excuse me...

Yes?

- Which way is Maharaj Singh's farm?

D'you see this road?

- Yes, I do.

See that road?

- Yes. Both roads lead to his farm?

None of them.

- Then which one leads to it?

The road which you've taken.

- Great!

That's me. You got a fag?

- D'you take me for a tobacconist?

Tobacconist?

Wonder where they come from.

"Blossoms..."

"trees..."

"and the swaying breeze"

"In such a setting,

among the blossoms..."

"if I were to find love,

I'd stop forever"

"Wherever, under the sky..."

"if inviting eyes

and yearning arms..."

"were to beckon me,

I'd stop forever"

"Blossoms..."

"trees..."

"and the swaying breeze"

"In such a setting,

among the blossoms..."

"if I were to find love,

I'd stay back forever"

"I'm crazy, I'm going nowhere"

"If I were to find

a pretty dame..."

"I'd stop forever"

"Blossoms..."

"trees..."

"and the swaying breeze"

"In such a setting,

among the blossoms..."

"if I were to find love,

I'd stop forever"

"I'd stay back for love"

Wondeul! Great philosophy.

"I'd stay back for love"

O'king of music, will you stop here

if you find someone worthy among us?

Found someone?

What?

- A girl?

Beauties all. You must like someone.

As for likes, if I say yes or no,

you'll be disappointed.

We won't. Just stay back.

- Done. What's the order?

One more song. Please.

- Well said.

How bizarre! The sun is about to set.

It's time for dinner.

How can I sing? I'm famished.

- There's enough to eat. Rightaway.

Serve the food.

C'mon, let's begin.

I'm famished.

Biyani.

What's your name?

- Badal. (Cloud).

How could you betray the skies?

- For you guys.

Won't you guys eat?

- Only if food's left for us.

How bizarre! You think I'm a glutton?

Here you are, take it.

Tell me something.

What're you doing in this wilderness?

Thrown out of the house, are you?

We're college students,

and social workers.

We're making a road through

this jungle. Our hostel is nearby.

And what do you do?

- Sort of social work.

I make music. And if I find people

like you, I also find food.

Fantastic fare.

That'll serve me for two more days.

Here... now you'll sing

a song for us.

How bizarre!

How can I sing? I'm stuffed.

Now! That's cheating.

- It's fair.

No way. We can't take it.

We'll protest.

We want a song.

A song?

- Yes.

Who refused?

Wondeul.

Sons of a gun! Why are you silent?

How did the horse get away?

Speak. Ass!

- The horse was with me.

A rabbit sprung out of the blue,

and the horse started off...

and I let go the reins.

- My foot! Which way did he go?

That way.

- Anyone followed him?

Shankar went with five men in a jeep.

- And what were you doing here?

Swatting flies? Bloody asses!

There comes Rustam.

Stop it.

This boy is amazing. Hats off to him.

He has controlled a wild horse.

Only the boss can ride on him.

- Well done.

You seem to be a skilled rider.

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