Sir.
Sir!
Phani.
The rooster didn't crow.
The alarm didn't go off.
At this place, dawn breaks without warning.
Sir.
I'm very sleepy.
It seems this night...
This beautiful night doesn't want dawn to break.
Sir.
Something is wrong. Isn't that what you want to tell me?
Spread your wings. Recite a poem.
'Weave your magic, my beautiful poems.'
'Reach as many people as possible and make a lasting impression...'
Where is Sarla, sir?
I don't know.
Where is Sarla, sir?
I don't know.
Her phone number?
I don't know. - You're lying!
Are you drunk?
What could I do, sir?
I don't find the night to be beautiful unless I get drunk, sir.
You've lost it.
You told me to spread my wings.
I'm doing that, sir.
You didn't understand, Phani.
I've been understanding Sarla for the last 15 years, sir.
'I've been trying to understand for the last 15 years.' Say that.
Why didn't you mention Sarla, sir?
What is your problem?
Sir, you haven't understood Sarla at all in the last 15 years.
Ask me, sir. Sarla would tell me everything
that she couldn't tell you, sir.
And you always look for a reason to pull me down.
I have never been able to express my frustration.
Have you come to me early in the morning to talk about yourself
or Sarla?
No more questions, sir.
You keep questioning me and telling me to recite your poems.
'Poet Phanidhar... Weave the magic...'
Is that my poem, Phani?
It is Mr Muktibodh's poem.
No more corrections.
Phani!
What are you doing, Phani?
Phani...
We can talk, Phani.
I don't want to talk, sir.
You've talked incessantly for the last 15 years and by doing that
you've troubled everyone, including Sarla and me.
Why do you speak for Sarla?
Sarla was with me, sir. You separated her from me.
Call the doctor. - No, sir.
I will die. - I don't care, sir.
You'll be behind bars for the rest of your life.
I've felt imprisoned for the last 15 years, sir.
I've been in exile for 14 years and in hiding for a year.
Now, I wish to be hanged, sir,
and for that, I'll have to commit one murder, at least.
I'll fulfil your last wish, sir.
I'll recite a poem by Muktibodh.
I've understood it's meaning today.
And you'll attain liberation or 'mukti'.
'A weird sound came from the bushes at the back.'
'It was a snake that had climbed the wall.'
'It was a scary evening'
'and the cobra kept moving. That's what my poem is about.'
'It hid in the bushes. It came out in the 'fark'...'
'It came out in the dark.' Pronounce it properly.
Sorry, sir. 'It came out in the dark. It got lost in the forest.'
'It crawled as fast as it could and got on the peepal tree.'
'It saw that its destination was across the river.'
What is Sarla's address, sir?
Sir.
Sir. Sir, tell me!
Sir, give me Sarla's address. Sir...
To get out of a disturbing dream,
you need an equally disturbing reality.
Good morning, sir.
Sir... 'To get out of a disturbing dream,'
'you need an equally disturbing reality.'
What do you mean, sir?
When did you come?
I came at 6.55 am. I was before time, sir.
Why didn't you wake me up?
The funfair of prisoners at the castle is going on.
They make noise all night.
I thought you must not have been able to sleep.
So, I changed your alarm time from 7 am to 10 am.
Why? - Sir, I went to see Ramlila at the castle.
Lord Rama killed Ravana with a knife there!
I went to the manager.
I was like, 'How could you get Ravana killed with a knife?'
'Lord Rama used a bow and arrows.'
He said, 'My dear, the bow broke.'
'We had a knife. So, it was used.'
'What matters is that Ravana died.'
Is that fair, sir? I kept dreaming about that knife all night.
I couldn't sleep all night.
When I came to your place, I saw you in bed. And you were...
What do you mean? - You were constantly turning, sir.
I thought you must've had a terrible dream.
That is why I changed your alarm time, sir.
I had given you some homework.
I couldn't sleep last night. So, I was doing my homework.
Sir, I achieved a breakthrough yesterday.
It pertains to the mediums to unite lovers, sir.
What is your project name?
'Adornment in Times of India, sir.'
'Adornment in'
'various times of India.'
Yes, sir.
Vedas, Puranas, Ramayana, Mahabharata,
ancient history, modern history...
You had to make a list of prominent lovebirds.
Sir, I've made a list, but I...
What I found interesting was the mediums to unite the lovebirds.
The mediums.
Tell me in detail.
'The mediums to unite lovebirds.'
What do you mean by that?
I mean a 'hansa' that swam in the water and delivered messages.
Or a lotus.
'Hansa...'
In Nal and Damayanti's story, the 'hansa' played an important role.
Correct? - Yes.
The rising sun.
The moon cools the surface of the earth.
The moon.
Dushyant has put it so nicely...
'Let me cover the moon by blackening it with the Kohl over your eyes'
'so that you can take its place.'
'The dark moon comes on the sly.'
'It says shyly, 'You've given me your beauty!'
It was good, sir.
Sahir Ludhianvi talks about the heart, faithfulness, and style.
'Should I present my heart to you? Should I present my faithfulness?'
'I don't understand what to present to you.'
Wow!
'I have no special talent with which I can win your heart.'
'I think I should familiarise you with a talent of your own.'
Very good. - Anyway... We're talking about mediums.
Tell me something.
Has a medium that actually exists found a mention in literature?
I'll tell you, sir. 'Clouds moving amidst the strong breeze.'
Kalidas's 'Meghaduta'! - Yes, sir.
Oh!
Okay. What I'm saying is... Come here.
This...
The strong wall of the castle.
Does it ring a bell?
It's a folktale,
but in the story of Mithil Kumar, the queen, and the snake,
the wall of this castle had a role to play. That's what it's believed.
Sir... 'King Dushyant's chariot was brought to Sarla by a deer...'
King Dushyant's chariot wasn't brought to Sarla.
The deer brought it to Shakuntala!
So, I said Sarla, not Shakuntala.
You're doing the same again.
No. I said Shakuntala. You misheard it, sir.
Phani.
Why would I connect King Dushyant's chariot to Sarla?
Because when I was talking about Shakuntala,
you were thinking about Sarla.
What are you even saying?
You're talking in riddles.
Sir, didn't you mention the wall of the caste during our conversation?
Yes. - And the castle wall came between your home and Sarla's home.
That's what Sarla used to tell you.
What are you saying?
You're a strange person.
Why am I strange, sir?
Because...
We were...
We were talking about mediums.
And you...
You called Shakuntala Sarla!
You called her that, sir.
Phani!
Tell me. Who brought up the wall?
It has always been there, sir.
Phani! Who brought it up during our conversation?
You did. - Why?
You felt the wall could be a medium.
Who achieved a breakthrough pertaining to the mediums?
Me, sir.
Why don't you just say
that you deliberately called Shakuntala Sarla to taunt me?
Listen. Sarla, who was fond of me,
is leading a comfortable life with someone else
in their house.
How would I know anything about her?
And how could you claim out of the blue
that I was thinking about Sarla?
Sarla... How would I know her address?
How would I know her phone number?
When did I ask for her address, sir?
I'm going, sir.
Phani!
Listen.
I was Sarla's professor.
She was my student, just like you and Keshav.
Sir, you aren't just our professor. You're our philosopher,
guide, and... - And?
And nothing, sir.
There must be something. You almost revealed it.
Sir, I was saying that you've made a special contribution to our lives.
And you helped me bag this project. I'm grateful to you for that.
The project file is lying there. It contains the list of lovebirds.
If you call me, I might return, sir. Thank you.
Phani!
You submitted a verbal resignation. Let me respond now.
Okay, sir. I will wait.
I'm waiting, sir.
I'm thinking.
'Dear Phanidhar...' - Thank you, sir.
For what? - For calling me dear.
It's a formality. One has to write that.
'Dear Phanidhar. I received your letter.'
'Your viewpoint is wrong.'
'Because of that, I...' - You're troubled.
'I'm very troubled.'
'The reason...' - I'm the reason.
Don't give yourself so much importance.
'The reason behind that is my project.'
'I got provoked because of it.'
'Therefore,'
'I hold it responsible'
'and close this case.'
'Your well-wisher, Professor GP Palekar...'
'Dear sir.'
What are you doing? You wrote me a letter and I replied to it.
If you write me another letter, I'll have to reply to that too.
We'll keep writing to each other all day.
You think I have no other work, Phani!
What do I do, sir? - My head, Phani!
Should I massage it, sir?
Phani, three hours have been wasted since morning because of you.
I haven't even had a cup of tea.
Should I make tea, sir?
Should I give it to you in writing?
Sir, what was the disturbing dream that you had last night?
Are devotional songs being played in jail?
It's for the prisoners, sir.
Amazing!
First, they made this jail for them.
Why are they playing devotional songs now?
It's a new way to torture them.
Sir, are you going to their funfair?
Why? - Sir, you're their guest of honour.
At the fair.
Sir.
The funfair is of the prisoners. That makes you their guest.
You're ironing a shirt that doesn't require ironing.
Look at this, sir.
Give it to me.
By the way, sir, you should go. They are your neighbours.
Really?
You read out the list. - Yes, sir.
Sir.
Sir, I'm reading out the names.
Puru-Urvashi, Bhim-Hidimba,
Ram-Sita,
Krishna-Radha-Rukmani-Satyabhama...
That's enough.
Lord Krishna had 16,104 queens.
16,104!
Isn't this about adornment?
Lord Krishna's love...
His relationships with Radha, Rukmani, and Satyabhama
was based on love.
The same can't be said about his relationships with others.
What was the medium
that connected Lord Krishna with the queens?
Cows. - Phani!
He was a cowherd, sir.
The beautiful melody of the flute.
Oh, yes!
Sir.
In that case, we'll have to divide the project into two.
In two parts...
Obvious love and obscure love.
Direct and indirect.
Can you explain? - Yes.
Lord Krishna's love for Radha, Rukmani, and Satyabhama
was obvious. They used to meet.
Only the beautiful melody of his flute reached the other queens.
That's what I call obscure love.
So, you mean...
Now, we can deal with the more complex side of love.
Yes, sir. Love isn't as 'saral' as it seems.
Not 'Sarla', Phani. You mean 'saral'.
Or simple.
I'm sorry for saying 'Sarla', sir.
You said 'saral', Phani.
I took Sarla's name just to check on you.
I know, sir.
I just didn't want to cross you. - Why?
How can I cross you? You're my sir.
Hey! Don't choose to be blind when you can see.
By the way, it's said that love blinds people.
If love was a kingdom,
there'd be a guard standing outside with a stick.
Love can make one lose one's way, sir.
A stick is needed to bring one back on track.
Read further.
Okay, sir. King Prithviraj Chauhan-Sanyukta,
King Dushyant-Sarla...
Have you written that?
Sarla!
Sir, I...
What's the point of crossing it out?
There's something about Sarla.
Sir...
What happened, Phani?
Listen.
You never did a job or started a business.
You kept working with me on university projects...
One after the other.
But there's still something...
There's something that you want to say.
I believe I have time now.
If any memory is bothering you,
please share it.
Sir, one day,
it was pouring heavily.
And Sarla came to your house drenched.
'Sir!'
'Sir! It's me, Sarla.'
And sir, I had come to your place to ask
why the meaning of words changed as per the situation.
'Hey, Funny! How many questions will you ask?'
'Come outside. You'll forget all your questions.'
'The rain won't be able to make me forgot my questions.'
'The rain might not be able to do it, but I will. Come out.'
'Sir, it's Sarla.'
'Hi, sir! - Hi.'
'The rain has made the atmosphere pleasant.'
'You're a good swimmer, Sarla.'
'Sir, send Funny outside. Please!'
'Go, Phani. Go outside and enjoy the rain.'
'Sir, tell her that my name isn't Funny, but Phanidhar.'
'Sir, tell him that I'm calling out to him in English.'
'Yes. It's pronounced differently in English.'
'Making fun of my name by playing with words'
'is akin to hurting the sentiments of my uncle,'
'who gave me this name. He's no more.'
'Uncle...'
'Hey! What is it?'
'He's angry. And you're laughing.'
'I'm crying, sir. These are real tears.'
'He's angry. His uncle named him. And he's no more.'
'So sad!'
'Listen. Phani is angry.'
'His face is like thunder while it's raining outside.'
'But what's funny is that we're in for fun because Phani is here!'
'Yes, sir! Sir, you're damn funny.'
'Hey! I'm Palekar. He's Funny.'
'Of course. And if... May I? - Of course.'
'If Sarla comes into the picture, you'll drown in sorry, sir...'
'Not sir. Phanidhar. - I meant Funny.'
'Sarla, I'll drown if I leave from here.'
'Can I stay back tonight, sir?'
'Oh! He means... Here!'
'Here! Or there?'
'Sir, your student is very slow.'
'Listen to me. - Yes?'
'You may go after you calm down and the water recedes.'
'No, sir. After you come back to your elements'
'and Sarla's waist dries, you may go.'
'It's not funny, Sarla. - Of course, not!'
'Sir.'
'Without water,'
'the rainy season will have no meaning. Right, sir?'
'Sir says no.'
'You won't see my wet feet. Nor my waist!'
'We won't hear poems on the rains too.'
'All that will remain is Sarla's chatter.'
'He seems to have lost his mind.'
'Mind. His mind...'
'It's raining and he's behaving... - Go on.'
'He's behaving like a child.'
'It's raining and he's behaving like a child.'
'Phani. Come one. Let's have a poetry session. - Yes, sir.'
'The topic is Saawan. - Saawan!'
'The heart of Saawan. - The heart of Saawan.'
'Amazing, sir. - The heart of Saawan is big.'
'After a while, some things rust.'
'I fought a war once upon a time.'
'I won't swim in the flowing water.'
'I'll watch as the water falls to the ground.'
'I kept staring at it.'
'The water fell and went away.'
'Next day, I was lost in thoughts. History was repeating itself,'
'while Saawan had become inactive.'
'All of a sudden, I heard the sound of thunder.'
'How long could Saawan have remained inactive?'
'Well... - It wasn't about hours.'
'Eight months had passed. When I was at war,'
'Saawan became inactive.'
'Now, I've understood, Phani.'
'You can remove rust from water.'
'But a war'
'can set the world, including water alight.'
'Wow, sir! - Very nice, sir.'
'Very good, sir. - I got goosebumps. The poem was that good.'
'You both will take the poem forward.'
'Us! - Yes.'
'Us... We'll have to take it forward. - Water...'
'Coming to water...'
'Water evaporates when it stops raining. - Perfect.'
'It turns into vapour and rises to the sky. - Fantastic.'
'The moving clouds have left their home.'
'Nice!'
'There are many corners in the sky where they can find a new home.'
'Fantastic!'
'The vapour loses its way. - Yes.'
'It keeps wandering and gets lost... - No.'
'It keeps wandering from place to place.'
'From place to place...'
'Had it stopped somewhere,'
'it would've found a home.'
'The job of the 'nakshatras' would've become easy.'
'They would've found out where to look at night, sir!'
'Sarla, one more line... - Why are you taking my name?'
'One has to see you before one looks at you with respect.'
'Instead of watching the falling water,'
'hold your head high and listen to sir.'
'Don't waste your time on Sarla's chatter.'
'Watch Saawan in all its glory.'
'Don't bother finding out how many months it's inactive... - Inactive.'
'Wow, sir! Wasn't that good?'
'I've learnt something from you.'
'You've learnt a lot. - Really?'
'Then sir, pat my back.'
'Of course!'
'Had it stopped somewhere, it would've found a home. - Home...'
'The job of the 'nakshatras' would've become easy. - Easy...'
'Once more, sir!'
'Had it stopped somewhere, it would've found a home.'
'The job of... - Sir, pat my back!'
'Sir, pat my back once again.'
'Sir, you had patted the wet back.'
'Droplets of water flew off. But I ended up having blisters.'
'Relationships that were years-long ended.'
'Sir, before you came, we used to enjoy the rains together.'
'So what if we were young then? We had to grow up someday.'
'When did we grow up, Phanidhar?'
'How many questions will our sir answer?'
'My friend, even sir's mind needs some rest.'
'Listen. Changing one's name doesn't change one as a person.'
'If you wish to do something, go ahead. - Go ahead.'
'Do you want to say something? Then say it... - Say it.'
'If you don't get rid of your Achilles heel,'
'it'll keep troubling you all your life.'
'Sir! Shall we go further?'
'Where...'
'We'll walk until we reach the end of the flooded street.'
'But now...'
'What? Sir...'
'Stop worrying about the house.'
'It'll take time for the water to recede and the watchman is here.'
'Okay. Give me my umbrella. I'll drop her home.'
'No, sir. No!'
'If I waste your valuable time by taking you home with me...'
'Sarla's friendship with time will end, sir.'
'And I can't take that risk, sir.'
'Sir, I share a healthy relationship with time.'
'Since I became your student, it has been nice to me.'
'Look at him. He's making faces for no reason.'
'Come on. I'll tell you the secrets about the castle.'
'No, sir! I don't want to know about the caste.'
'What? - I don't want to know about the castle, sir.'
'Sir, after climbing over the castle wall,'
'when Mithil Kumar reached the queen's chamber,'
'a big snake protected him.'
'Sir, you didn't tell me what happened after that.'
'Hey! Get up.'
'I'm sorry.'
'I don't like it.'
'You'll never sit here. - But I'm clean, sir.'
'Sir, I'm fine.'
'You don't get it.'
'I'm telling you that you'll never sit here.'
'You may sit here. You may sit there.
'You may sit anywhere you want.'
'But you can't sit where I lie down.'
'Is that clear? - Yes, Your Majesty. I got it. Sorry.'
'Okay... I've narrated that story to you.'
'But sir... - Narrate it once again, sir.'
'When elders are talking, one shouldn't interfere...'
'Okay. Let's go, now. Come on.'
'Let's go, sir.'
'Bye, Funny!'
'Come on, sir. Tell me what Mithil Kumar told the queen.'
'Did he save her from that snake?'
'Tell me, sir. You mentioned the wall of the castle.'
'What about it?'
Thank you.
Thank you for this wonderful memory.
Isn't it amazing? The wall of the castle is very close to our house
and so we didn't even think about it.
I think we should include it.
I'll do that, sir.
Were you upset? - When, sir?
The day you were called Funny.
Sir, a memory is something you remember whether you like it or not.
It wasn't a good memory, but you remembered it.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have said...
'All that will remain is Sarla's chatter.' Right?
Sir, you've to go to the department. You're getting late.
Why? Why were you angry?
Sir, that day, you left with Sarla to drop her home.
I was waiting for you here.
After returning, you went to your room
and closed the door.
You didn't even talk to me.
I felt neglected and yes, I was hurt that day.
I don't think that was the only reason.
It could be one of the reasons, but it wasn't the only reason.
I think you were sitting here thinking...
'What must sir and...'
'What must sir and Sarla...'
'What must they have spoken about near the castle wall?'
'They must've joked about me in the rain.'
Yes, sir. After you returned, I left for my place.
And I don't know why I stood right in front of the castle wall.
I couldn't help but wonder what you both spoke about.
Sir, I started feeling dizzy after a point.
I banged my head against the wall in anger, sir.
A lizard peeped out from a crack in the wall.
Looking at that lizard, I felt even it was mocking me.
I got angrier. I picked up a stone and threw it towards the lizard.
I don't know whether it hit the lizard, but I was hurt.
That means when you left the house, you were so angry
that you could even take someone's life. - Yes, sir.
No, sir.
I'm scared of cockroaches, let alone lizards, sir.
Still, you crushed that lizard's head.
I'm sure it went inside before the stone reached there.
I'm very slow even when I'm angry.
Phani.
You see, many years have passed since that day.
You had enough time
to vent your anger.
I don't think you're slower than that.
Sir, I...
I'm very fortunate to find a sir like you.
Not just me. Even Sarla and Keshav.
Don't talk about Sarla and Keshav. I'm trying to clear your doubts.
So, talk about yourself.
My story is that of Keshav's too.
The same goes for Sarla and you.
Understand one thing.
I have only one story.
I share only one kind of relationship with my students.
I couldn't forge
any other relationship with any of my students.
But sir, Sarla and I could've ended up together.
I loved Sarla. But you encouraged her to choose Keshav.
You got swayed by materialistic things.
Sir, don't you teach poetry?
Could you not see the condition of your student, Phanidhar?
'Poetry is more about feelings than words.'
'Life is incomplete without it.'
You used to say that, sir. But you didn't know its meaning.
I'm a part of this project with you
only because I get the happiness of being a student for life.
And I don't even disrespect you.
Even a little disrespect towards one's guru can ruin one's education.
Hadn't you won the award for the best professor in the country?
You did not deserve it, sir. Throw that trophy away.
Even you can do that.
I will, sir.
You're not a good teacher, sir. You're a fraud.
You're crossing the line. You're being unfair to me.
Were you fair to me, sir?
Try to remember sir. You had won that award.
Sarla came to your house and you took her to a restaurant
to meet Keshav. Try to remember.
'Hands up!'
'Sarla... - No questions.'
'Sarla.'
'I told you not to ask me questions.'
'Hands down.'
'Hey! Oh God! - Wear it...'
'Wear it. Wear it. Wear it. There you go. Turn around.'
'Sir! - Wow!'
'Wow! Come.'
'Hey...'
'Okay.'
'No. Please... - Oh!'
'You look amazing, sir! By God, you look so handsome!'
'Even you look decent. - Really?'
'You look beautiful.'
'Thank you. I'll take that as a compliment.'
'Of course... - Just a minute.'
'Hey... - Now, it's fine.'
'Every man should have hair like you.'
'Wow! - Your hair is amazing.'
'Yes...'
'Sir, today, you... What do I say? Today, you...'
'You look like a ramp model.'
'I got it. - Yes. A ramp...'
'This is a ramp. - You're a model.'
'I'm a photographer.'
'So? - We must walk.'
Oh, why not? Come on. - Yes.
'But three things are very important for any model to be successful.'
'Okay. - Attitude,'
'poise, and the pose made on the head ramp.'
'Do you think that's possible? Is it doable?'
'I'll try. - You'll try. Right.'
'Okay, let's try. On my count. - I'll try...'
"Five and six... Five, six, seven, go!'
'Sir, you have to walk.'
'Poise... With poise. - Oh! Poise...'
'Five, six, seven, eight...'
'Are you watching?'
'Hey! - Wow, sir! Attitude!'
'Oh! You unbuttoned your coat.'
'Wow! Well done. - Yes.'
'May I take close-up photos?'
'Oh no! You want your photos to be taken from a distance.'
'Attitude, baby. - Oh! Sorry.'
'Attitude. - I forgot!'
'I forgot about it!'
'Okay? Thanks for reminding me.'
'Alright. It's time for the finale, okay?'
'The finale pose. - Okay!'
'Sir, you don't have to pose like a magician.'
'There are women here too. Give some flying kisses.'
'You got to be charming, sir. You got to be charming.'
'Where is Keshav? He's waiting at the restaurant.'
'What are you doing here? Come on. Go!'
'Wait... Just a minute.'
'I'm here to take you to the restaurant.'
'Have you forgotten about our dinner date?'
'Our dinner date. Do you remember... - I see...'
'Our dinner date. - Okay. I got it.'
'You forgot. You've already had dinner.'
'I haven't. - I'm sure you have.'
'Phani!'
'Did sir have dinner?'
'Phani. Did I... - Did sir have dinner?'
'Look at me. Did he have dinner? - Did I have dinner?'
'No. - He...'
'You're such a stooge!'
'Okay, tell me. Where are you taking me?'
'Sir, I've booked a table at a European restaurant.'
'European restaurant... - That's right.'
'What is that? - I'll describe the atmosphere there.'
'The lights will be dim. - Dim...'
'The lights will be dim. - Okay.'
'The food will be served. You won't understand anything.'
'Because you won't be able to see anything.'
'We'll eat whatever is on the table.'
'Okay? - Okay.'
'There'll be a round table. - Okay.'
'With a candle in the middle.'
'There will be two chairs on either side and we'll face each other.'
'Sir, how romantic!'
'Will we be this close?'
'There'll be a round table between us.'
'Sir, we aren't going for a round table conference.'
'The table will be between us... - What about Keshav?'
'He'll sit at the neighbouring table.'
'At the neighbouring table! I'll talk to Keshav.'
'Sir, you'll choose such a bad company!'
'You'll not choose a good company and prefer to sit with him!'
'Okay. Did you speak to Keshav's parents?'
'Keshav must've spoken to his parents.'
'Sit here. Did you speak to them or not? - Sir...'
'Let me speak to Keshav first.'
'Why am I coming there?'
'What do you mean?'
'Oh! Come on!'
'Sir, you've won the award for the best professor in the country.'
'I want to celebrate your achievement.'
'Why ask such a question?'
'They have to give this award to someone or the other every year.'
'I got lucky this time. That's it. Come on!'
'Sir, you're just being modest.'
'Yes.'
'Come on. - Sir.'
'Today is a very special day. So, we should do something special.'
'What do you mean? - I mean you'll have to dance with me.'
'Come on! - Hey!'
'I don't know how to dance.'
'What's the big deal, sir? I'll teach you. Extend your hands.'
'Sarla... - We aren't playing 'antakshari'.'
'Hands... Please cooperate.'
'Okay. I'm sorry. - On my waist...'
'Hey! No. - You don't watch Hindi films, do you?'
'The hero always places his hand on the heroine's waist'
'while dancing.'
'Sir, please. I'm not asking for something extraordinary.'
'Place your hand on my waist. Look into my eyes.'
'You look like a ghost from the Zee Horror Show.'
'Okay. Here you go.'
'Happy? - Look affectionately.'
'More affectionately! - No.'
'My God! Okay.'
'Sir, just follow my lead, okay? - Okay.'
'Five, six, seven, go!'
'One, two. Three, four.'
'Five, six. Seven, eight.'
'Oh, I see! - We've to make a square.'
'We've to move around a pit. Okay!'
'Like we walk the streets. - Okay... Hey!'
'Don't say that. What is it called? 'Pit dance!'
'Pit dance!' It's a nice name. - Come on.'
'Okay. Come on, now. - Okay.'
'Start. - Start what?'
'I will start. - You will start!'
'I'll start. - Do you want my waist?'
'Oh! Easy. We'll do it with grace.'
'Now, be a girl. - I will, sir. I'll try.'
'Gentle... We'll do it gently.'
'Five, six, seven, go!'
'Well done! - Yes!'
'What say? - What is this?'
'Whoa! - I didn't teach you this.'
'Oh, hello!'
'Now, go on this side. - Sir!'
'Come back. - Oh my God!'
'Go there... And you're back! - Oh my God!'
'Tilt slightly.'
'Now, on this side. That's it. - Oh my God!'
'Go there once again. Now, I'll leave you.'
'Oh my God! - Now, I'll hold you.'
'Once again. Come on! It's time to leave you...'
'Your hand! - Oh my God!'
'Why are repeatedly taking God's name?'
'Listen.'
'Keshav.'
'Don't do that.'
'Keshav wants to marry you.'
'This isn't about a casual romantic relationship. Okay?'
'He wants to spend his entire life with you.'
'Now, don't tell me... 'Sir,'
'he doesn't have a sense of humour.'
'He's so boring!'
'Keshav thinks I'm like a storm, sir.'
'And only you can control me.'
'What happened?'
'A storm arrives when one's emotional balance'
'gets disrupted.'
'But sir, Keshav...'
'We've already spoken about your concerns, Sarla.'
'Since we're done talking about them, the chapter has ended.'
'We can't just keep going on and on...'
'Sir!'
'Before the final exams, one has to revise old chapters.'
'Don't be oversmart.'
'Sir, I'm smart. I'm your student, after all.'
'Sir, just a minute.'
'May I?'
'May I sit down? - Yes.'
'Thank you.'
'Sir, Keshav's understanding is limited.'
'He's 'Keshav Limited'.'
'Sorry. I mean to say that he's short-sighted, sir.
'What's short-sightedness? - Something that Keshav has.'
'What does it mean? - Okay. You want to know that.'
'Okay. So...'
'I love Sarla a lot. I bought two movie tickets.'
'We watched a film together.'
'And now, I'll marry her.'
'Short-sightedness.'
'He wants to marry you. That's short-sightedness.'
'Okay. I get it. What is far-sightedness?'
'Something that I have.'
'Okay. Will you bother to tell me what it means?'
'Sir, one should live life to the fullest and I know how to do it.'
'I know how to do it... - Yes.'
'So, it's about singing songs.'
'Yes! - "I know how to live life to the fullest!"
'Break the guitar. Destroy the drums.'
'Listen. Being loud'
'doesn't make one farsighted.'
'Tell me. Have you ever gazed at the sky from the window?'
'Yes, sir. That's what I do at the time of my final exams.'
'I'm also serious. I never do it otherwise, sir.'
'May I continue? - Sorry.'
'How big does the sky appear from the window?'
'Sir, it depends on the size of the window.'
'Correct. That's right.'
'Have seen birds flying in the sky?'
'How long do you see them?'
'Until they go past the window.'
'Fantastic!'
'They disappear. If you want to see them again, what will you do?'
'I'll go to the door. - You'll go to the door.'
'When you go to the door, it's possible'
'that they start flying higher. What will you do then?'
'The courtyard, sir.'
'There will be trees in the courtyard.'
'You will see birds on them.'
'You'll hear them chirping.'
'You'll witness a conference of birds.'
'They'll interact with each other.'
'And they might soar high in the sky. What will you do?'
'Sir, I'll go to the terrace. They won't go anywhere.'
'The terrace.'
'So, in the limitless sky,'
'birds fly higher than one can imagine.'
'There's a limit to how far your eyes can see.'
'But there's no limit to how high they can fly.'
'Sarla.'
'Where did it all begin?'
'The window. - The window.'
'And where did it reach?'
'The terrace.'
'One isn't short or farsighted.'
'With experience, one grows as a person.'
'Yes, sir.'
'It means one keeps growing as a person.'
'But the extent to which one grows'
'depends on how one views others.'
'Right, sir?'
'Come on. Get up.'
'You go.'
'Well done.'
'I was right, sir. Why were you testing me?'
'Sir, I'm your student. My answers are always right.'
'Call up Keshav. Come on.'
'Keshav... - Phani!'
'Keshav... - Hey, Phani.'
'Yes? - Come.'
'Hello... Hi!'
'How many pegs... - We're leaving.'
'This is the last one, okay?'
'We're going for dinner. - I came five minutes back.'
'Would you like to come along? - No, sir.'
'Hello! Excuse me. Don't... Don't talk rubbish, okay?'
'I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to talk to you.'
'Please hang up. Disconnect the call.'
'Sir, do you have Maggi at home? - Yes.'
'Just a minute... - Two minutes, sir.'
'What happened? - She had a fight with Keshav.'
'How do you know?'
'I was listening to her, sir.'
'You weren't listening to me!'
'I used this ear to listen to you and the other one to listen to her.'
'Now, use both ears to listen to me.'
'I'm going to talk to her about something important. Be quiet.'
'What happened, Sarla?'
'Sir, Keshav fought with me. - You must've said something.'
'Sir, I never do anything wrong. It's always Keshav.'
'And for once, Funny is right.'
'Do you have potatoes, onions, and tomatoes at home?'
'What can you make? - 'Aloo Do Pyaza.'
'Can't you make something else?'
'Pyaza Do Aloo. - I'll punch you!'
'Sarla! - Yes, sir?'
'Sorry, Sarla. What I'm saying is...'
'Tell me what happened.'
'Sir, he said that you didn't talk and only gossiped.'
'What wrong did he say?'
'Sir, how can he accuse you of being a gossipmonger? - Hey!'
'It's about the choice of words.'
'It's the wrong choice of words. Please.'
'Okay. Did he say only that much?'
'No. He commented on your poems.'
'What did he say about his poems?'
'Give sir a word and he'll make a poem out of it!'
'Can that fool write a poem?'
'He knows nothing about poetry.'
'But what wrong did he say? - Why?'
'Don't we have random poetry sessions?'
The other day, we had a session on the rainy season.
'Sir, someone who knows nothing about poetry'
'has no right to speak about it.'
'Sir, two minutes... - I can recite poems, sir.'
'You recite a poetry.'
'Not now. - Right now!'
'Not now... - 'Joy and Sorrow' by Bhavani Prasad Mishra.'
'I'm not upset about the fact that I don't have much to be happy about.'
'Because I'm an ordinary man.'
'You've chosen the right poem.'
'Sir... - Sorry.'
'If I get many reasons to be happy,'
'there's no room where I can store that happiness.'
'That's one thing.'
'What's more painful is'
'that my kids get frightened when we find happiness.'
'Kids here mean the poet's thoughts. He gets frightened.'
'Is that your interpretation? - Yes.'
'Sir, this is what we've learnt from you.'
'How could that guy say mean things about your poems...'
'Very nice. Come on.'
'Sir, one should think... - Sir, let her listen to the entire poem.'
'Come on.'
'In this world, the king is a human'
'and so is a helpless man in pain.'
'Keshav.'
'The rich are humans and so are the poor.'
'Those who get to have delicious food are humans'
'and so are those who can barely afford two square meals a day.'
'Keshav... - Hey!'
'That means... - Sir, for once, Funny is right.'
'Just because you both can recite poetry, you both...'
'You're great. - Yes, sir.'
'That fellow has been waiting at the restaurant for an hour.'
'He must be worried... - Sir, it hasn't been an hour.'
'It has been five minutes. - You don't talk!'
'You have got nothing to do with time.'
'You keep saying that you share a relationship with time.'
'But you don't understand its importance.'
'Should I describe his situation through a poem?'
'I'm sitting alone. There's a fork, a knife, and pin-drop silence.'
'Not bad! And sir...'
'Sir is at home. Phanidhar is present there.'
'They'll have a good time. Poems will be recited.'
'I'm sitting alone. There's a fork, a knife, and pin-drop silence.'
'How was that?'
'Sir, only Keshav can write such a poem.'
'That was not a good joke.'
'Funny is right, sir. - Not a good joke.'
'Sir, but it was really funny. - Okay.'
'I'm seeing you both this happy after a long time. - Really, sir?'
'Absolutely. - Sir, I think we should celebrate this.'
'I think you both should have dinner together.'
'Sir, I think that's a good idea. - It is.'
'Yes, sir. - And I'll dine with Keshav.'
'Okay, bye. - Sir! Just a minute.'
'See you later. See you later! - Sir, just a minute...'
'Without sir, it won't be fun.'
'We'll have dinner together on some other day, Okay?'
'You may make 'Aloo Do Pyaza...'
'Come on, Funny. It's a small matter...'
'I was just... - Sarla!'
'Yes, sir. I'm coming.'
'Funny!'
'Funny! - Wait a minute. Wait.'
'Sarla... - What happened, sir?'
'The bottle broke. He has hurt his hand. - His hand...'
'Sir, I have Dr Sharma's number. I'll call him right away.'
'Listen. You go to Keshav.'
'Sir... - I'll take him to the doctor.'
'Sir, I have brought my car as well as the driver. Let's go together.'
'I want you to go...'
'And meet Keshav.'
'Sir, Keshav can wait. It's not a big deal.'
'I'm telling you to leave. - How can I leave him alone?'
'He has hurt his hand, sir. - Because I'm telling you.'
'No, sir. I can't leave... - I'm telling you to leave.'
'No, sir...'
'You're going. - No, sir.'
'You are going right away.'
'Please. Go!'
'I said...'
'Listen, I... I'll join you.'
Phani!
Yes, sir?
Why do you have a knife in your hand?
I was making a sandwich, sir.
You reminded me
of an incident. In that,
a bottle had broken.
I want to know whether that bottle...
Whether it broke on its own or you broke it.
I broke it, sir. - Who did you want to kill?
Had I wanted to kill someone, I wouldn't have injured myself.
I'm asking you something else.
Sir, had I wanted to kill someone,
I wouldn't have injured myself.
Sir, I want to ask you something.
What did you tell Sarla at the restaurant that day?
Because after that, Sarla, who was crazy about you,
didn't just leave town, but also the district, that too with Keshav.
You aren't in the state of mind to hear that. - Sir...
Tell me what you told her.
Did you tell her that you wanted to be a bachelor all your life?
Or did you tell her that if a national award-winning professor
married his student, it'd become a national scandal?
People would say all kinds of things!
Or did you tell her
that you couldn't give her a child due to some medical reason?
Phani, if there's some more venom left, spew that too!
I know...
I know who you wanted to kill.
I just want to hear it from you.
Don't you want to hear it from me? - Yes.
I wanted to kill Sarla that day!
'Sir!'
'Sarla!'
No.
No more memories.
'Sir!'
'Sarla!'
Phani. Phani!
Phani, Sarla is here.
Sarla. Sarla is here.
She won't come to this house, sir.
What? - If Sarla is coming, I'm leaving, sir.
Where will you go from?
I don't think
she'll stay for more than half an hour. Maybe, an hour.
She has come after many years. Come on!
Let's show some grace. Please.
Please. I request you.
Wow!
Everything is just the same. Nothing has changed.
I'm here after so many years. It's so good to see you, sir.
This is for you.
Aww! - I hope you like them.
Of course! Thank you.
You seem tired, sir.
Project. - Oh, yes!
Actually... Is he the culprit?
He must still be asking a lot of questions, sir.
'Sir, why do the meanings of words change as per the situation?'
Old habits don't die, sir.
They do die, Sarla, if you kill them.
'They do die if you kill them.'
My God! What an amazing answer!
Hello!
Won't you give me a hug, Funny?
God! Funny.
Oh, Funny! Funny!
Funny.
Isn't it incredible, sir?
Just one word from your past
makes you feel someone has put you in a time machine
and you've gone back in time.
Pluto and Neptune pass you by.
It's fun to wave to Mars and Saturn.
Venus tends to repeat the same mistakes.
The moon shows you the way to Guru's house.
Sir, my imagination is intact, right?
Pat her back, sir.
Pat my back, sir.
Sir!
Okay.
Thank you, sir. Now, I feel I'm home.
Will you have tea? - Of course! I'll make it.
Tea is ready, Sarla. I'll get it.
Oh! Funny.
Aren't you shocked to see me?
No, Sarla. Since morning, we've been talking about you.
About me! What was going on? Were you gossiping?
I'm sure you were gossiping.
Actually, men gossip more than women. Right, sir?
Well... Yes.
Tell me. What was said about me?
Nothing, Sarla. We were just reminiscing about the past.
How much sugar would you like in your tea?
One spoon of sugar and two spoons of poison. Okay?
He hasn't changed at all. He's just the same.
Tell me, sir. What memories were you reminiscing about?
Well...
Okay. No problem.
Some secrets shouldn't be revealed.
Otherwise, everything becomes a common playground
on which anyone can move a roller.
Anyone moves a roller...
I'm so sorry! Actually, this analogy is from cricket.
Keshav loves watching cricket, sir.
So, I started watching matches with him.
And I picked it up. Can you imagine? Cricket and me!
Sir, if there's a lot of moisture on the pitch,
should one opt to field first or bat first?
If the batsmen are ready, one should opt to bat.
If the fielders are ready, one should opt to field.
Sir, what should be done if the team loses a wicket in the first over?
Well, the next batsman should walk into the middle.
I'm so glad that you're not a commentator.
Sir, when should one focus on hitting fours and sixes
without worrying about losing wickets?
Come on. Answer this one.
Phani. - Funny.
Sir, I'm a literature student. I don't watch cricket.
Have your tea.
I'm so sorry.
I feel ashamed of myself. I've been talking rubbish.
I'm very sorry.
No! Why do you say that?
I feel...
In cricketing language... You've scored well.
Sir, the girl who says she feels ashamed of herself
with a smile on her face,
should never be taken seriously.
What?
Sir, now, he has become really funny!
He has become confident now.
Thanks to sir. - Stop being his stooge.
Can you stop being his student, Sarla?
No, Phani. Because I never was.
That was a good answer.
No... No. Just a minute. I didn't mean that.
Of course, I was your student. But you were our guide,
philosopher and...
And what, Sarla?
Which memories did you relive?
The story of Mithil Kumar and the snake, the castle wall, rains...
What else?
Are you feeling shy?
Why do you feel shy? We didn't climb over the wall to go somewhere.
What do you think, sir?
Is the story about Mithil Kumar, the snake, and the queen a true story?
Any story can be a true story if you believe in it.
If doubts creep up after a few years,
one should revisit it to find out
if it still has the desired impact.
So, you mean to say that we should go to the castle wall again
and stand there... - You can go today.
What? - There's a funfair of the prisoners today.
Sir is the guest of honour. You can go with him.
Really? Can we go, sir?
Did I say that I would go?
You may go with her, sir.
Did I tell you that I would go?
Why are you getting nervous?
Hey! We won't go anywhere. It's fine.
We'll stay here. We'll chit-chat while having tea. Okay?
Sir, as it is, had you taken me to that wall, I wouldn't have seen you.
I would've kept staring at that wall.
'What kind of stones are these? How old they are?'
'If a building is built using them today, how long will it last?'
My father-in-law. He's into the construction business.
These are the things we talk about at home.
Cement, labourers, stones, etc.
How your conversations change when you're amidst new people!
Your likings, your thinking... Even your fantasies get affected, sir.
Sarla...
Say it again, sir.
I heard you take my name after four years.
Sir, please. Just once more.
Sarla. - Thank you, sir.
When you're amidst new people, you do come across new things.
Initially, they seem unknown.
But as you start getting used to your new life,
they don't just become familiar, but your own.
And before you realise it, what was new to you becomes old.
And what about the old things?
You keep reminiscing about them.
Yes! For example, the moment we're living right now
will become a memory.
That means we're all living to manufacture memories.
It's not a manufacturing business.
Then what is it? - But it is a business, right?
If it is business, we can call it travels and transport.
What? - What we live is what we travel.
And what we travel gets transported into...
Memories.
So, it means as long as memories exist,
this travels and transport business will continue.
Wow, sir! You're a genius.
Have I ever told you that?
What do you think, Phanidhar?
If the tea has turned cold, should I reheat it?
Yes. Please.
Actually, let it be. I'll have cold tea today.
But... - No, sir. I don't get to have cold tea at home. That's why.
There's some in the fridge. Should I get it?
Sarla, which memory brought you here today?
Not a memory, but a necessity.
Sir, I'm here to seek your blessings.
Hey... - Give me your blessings first.
Okay.
Sure. Go on.
Sure. Alright.
Sir, I'm starting my own coaching classes.
Wow! - That's amazing.
I don't know if I'll ever be able to teach my students like you.
Never.
I know that. But I'll try
to share with them what you shared with us.
Your examples, your stories, your poems...
If I don't do that, I think...
All your knowledge
will remain buried under your husband's construction site.
No. He's absolutely right.
But you don't understand what I'm trying to say right now.
I was always a bit slow, Sarla, but I get it this time.
What do you mean?
You both wish to continue your relationship.
Which relationship?
That of a professor and a student.
What did you think, sir?
Sir, Keshav and Funny are different people. But they think alike.
What's the purpose of starting coaching classes?
I want to become independent. Do you have a problem?
Unbelievable! The wife of someone who's worth Rs 2 billion
wants to become independent.
Tell your husband to buy a college for you.
Become its principal and get him to become a guest lecturer.
What's your problem? Why are you cornering her?
Sir, we students spend so much time with you.
But do we learn anything?
You do.
But when you feel emotionally challenged,
you tend to
forget what you've learnt.
Sarla, a scientist
said in jest...
'Never tell the first atom...'
'Don't tell it that it's the only one that's called an atom.'
'Otherwise, it'll start living alone'
'and other atoms live as a molecular family.'
'And the pressure of living alone'
'makes the first atom explode one day.'
'Sir, you've narrated this story many times.'
'And what have you learnt from it after hearing it many times?'
'What have you learnt from it, Sarla, the genius?'
Knowledge makes a man lonely.
Then he becomes insecure. He explodes after that.
Had that been the case, our sir would've exploded long back.
Funny!
We have a rebel amidst us.
What's wrong with you?
And he's my student.
Phani, we'll discuss this at length.
But after Sarla leaves. - Oh!
So, now I'm an outsider.
Can you not talk about his problems in my presence, sir?
Sir, I don't have any problem to talk about in your presence.
Sir has a problem. - Get up.
Sorry, Sarla. He's in the mood to fight.
He wants a physical fight. And I'm out of touch with boxing.
Oh, sir! But I'm very much in touch.
What do you think I do with Keshav all day?
Hey! Come on. Just like old times.
Sir, isn't it said
that after one stands shoulder to shoulder with one's guru,
both become friends?
Let's do it.
Come on!
I'll hit you so hard that you'll land there.
I'm not among those who stand shoulder to shoulder with sir.
Had that been the case, I would've got influenced by him
and would've never been able to express myself.
Don't play with me, Sarla.
Is it a bad day for you, sir?
Yes. He saw my face after waking up.
Whose face did I see?
Keshav's. - No. I saw the clock first.
Sir also saw the clock. That is why both of you are having a bad day.
Out!
Take a walk by the seaside.
Have a corncob after getting salt and chilli powder applied to it.
That might keep your tongue in check. And listen!
Get something for Sarla to eat on your way back.
What would you like to have, Sarla?
Don't you know?
Sir, you had gone to the restaurant with Sarla, not me.
Out!
And don't commit suicide.
I'm not weak, sir.
Sorry.
What happened was...
We're working on this project...
Which project, sir? - 'Adornment...'
'In various times of India!' - Yes.
Sir, you had started this when we were in college.
It's a government project. It takes time.
How do I put it?
I asked her to make a list of lovebirds.
I don't know why,
but he...
He turned into King Dushyant.
And he turned Shakuntala into Sarla.
It's good that you came.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have stopped hiccuping there
and he would've made me miserable here.
Why is he a part of the project? Throw him out.
No. He's bright. He's bright.
Sir, those who trouble us should be sent far away from us.
Nobody has the right to do that, especially our dear ones.
Are you not happy?
Sorry. I'm being direct.
May I have a drink, sir?
No.
Not because you're my student.
But...
But one has to drink to narrate stories, sir.
What would you like to drink?
I don't think I need a drink now.
I think she needs a drink more than me.
A fight with Keshav...
Or with your in-laws...
The expectations one has before marriage...
At times, they don't get fulfilled.
Sir, I'm divorcing Keshav.
And I'm starting coaching classes because I want to be independent.
I don't want anything from Keshav.
No alimony... Nothing.
Sarla.
Ups and downs are a part of life.
You can't make such an extreme decision.
But sir, my decision is final.
And I wasn't wrong even then.
Get married, have children,
and live happily ever after. Does this really happen?
It's good that we didn't have a child in these four years.
Otherwise, I would've never been able to make this decision.
You should've had a child.
It's said that after a husband becomes a father, he proves to be...
A better husband.
Does a man wait to become a father to be a better husband? Really!
Sir, there's no understanding between us at all.
Absolutely zero!
For the last three years, things haven't been good.
He doesn't understand simple things.
Once I told him, 'Keshav, it's Sunday today.'
'Let's cook something together. It'll be fun!'
'Sarla, what's the need to go to the kitchen and make something?'
'Tell the cook. He'll make it.'
'There's no need to go to the market. Send the driver.'
He spent the entire day watching a cricket match.
I said, 'Keshav, I want to start coaching classes.'
'My wife will teach at some cheap coaching academy!'
'Have you lost your mind, Sarla?'
'If you want to work, come to the office. Help me there.'
If I get angry, he won't hesitate to buy a luxury car.
But he won't get me a book.
I just asked for a book, sir.
It's available at the book store below his office.
It has been a year. He hasn't got it for me.
I could've bought it myself, but I wanted him to get it for me.
I would've liked it.
He wants me to have nothing to do with literature.
I told him in frustration that I wanted to meet you.
He got up from the breakfast table and left. He didn't say a word.
Sir, I thought he must be having a lot of work in the office.
Maybe, he didn't say anything because he was stressed out.
When he returned in the evening, I was like,
'Keshav, I had asked you a question in the morning.'
'I haven't met sir for four years. I haven't spoken to him even once.'
'I really miss talking to him.'
'I really miss seeing him. Can I just go and meet him once?'
Sir, he turned around, looked at me, and said...
'Sir, why don't you have a child with sir?'
I loved you, sir.
I've always loved you.
You know that.
You're my teacher.
I can't cross the threshold of decency.
And you still convinced me to marry that man.
That one restaurant conversation.
I hate that restaurant.
I hate that conversation. And I hate that day in my life.
I've always obeyed you, sir. Why did you do this to me?
Why did you do this to me, sir?
I've always listened to you. Why did you do this to me?
I've always listened to you, sir.
Sir, didn't you make Sarla cry?
How did you make her happy after sending me to the seaside?
If you're scared of a gust of wind,
you have no right to create a stormy situation in our lives.
You don't, sir.
Why did you do this, sir? - Why did you do this?
Hadn't you gone to get something to eat?
I didn't go anywhere. I was overhearing your conversation.
Phani!
I thought I should ask Sarla once...
Not now... - Sarla.
Don't ask her anything now. Phani...
If you're leaving Keshav, try me once.
What do you mean by that?
I'm telling her to marry me. I'm proposing to her.
Why?
Sir, what problem do you have?
Or you say yes, sir.
I know how much Sarla loves you.
Keshav is just a long term adjustment. You say yes to you.
If you don't want to marry Sarla
and if Sarla doesn't want to marry me,
then just one restaurant conversation for me, sir.
Sir, if you tell her, she'll agree.
If you don't do that, I'll jump into the sea and end my life.
Are you threatening me? - No, sir. I can really do it.
Then go.
I'll write a letter blaming you for my death, sir.
Even the sea won't accept you!
Sorry.
Sir!
Sarla.
What would you like to have? - I'll take your leave, sir.
You didn't eat anything! - I've already taken two hours of yours.
I should leave now.
I want to talk to you.
Sir, what's left to be said?
I want to talk to you.
Please.
If you want me to stay back, I have two conditions.
Accepted!
The first one is that you won't say anything about Keshav.
I won't do it. What's the second condition?
The second one is that I'll work on this project with you.
Okay... No! - Come on! You just accepted my conditions.
This isn't done. - Hear me out!
You haven't even joined us yet.
And Phani must be staring at the sea.
If you come on board, he'll surely kill one of us.
Nothing will happen, sir.
In fact, Funny is the only one whose love is true.
Oh! - Sir, you don't know.
I see. Okay.
But sir, the truth is that I love you.
Funny loves me. And I'm married to Keshav.
But sir, I can't live with Keshav anymore.
Sarla, your love for sir is obvious and so you aren't welcome here.
In this house, only those whose love is obscure are allowed.
Phanidhar's love doesn't need Sarla.
Even sir's love doesn't need Sarla.
Sir... - You're not needed here. Get out!
Just stop it... - Get out!
Stop it, Funny!
Get out! - Ouch!
Hey!
She won't stay here, sir.
Are you alright?
Who are you to throw her out of the house?
You're drunk!
Your dear student, Keshav, treated me to liquor.
I ran into Keshav outside, sir.
Abuses were hurled. I was the one who hurled them, sir.
He listened to me patiently, sir.
After that, he said that you had got him married to Sarla.
Then we drank a lot, sir.
We drank a lot!
I took him to the funfair of the prisoners, sir.
Since you didn't go there, they made me the guest of honour.
You know, in their funfair,
everyone was singing in dancing. Everyone was happy.
Do you know why? Because they committed a crime
and got punished for it. They know that.
Keshav and I were standing there like criminals.
But we didn't know what our crime was, sir.
Where is Keshav? - He's standing outside.
He hasn't come to meet you.
Sir, he has come to meet you. He might come in if you call him.
Keshav.
Why are you standing outside?
Please come inside.
Come.
I'm sorry, sir. I'm a bit drunk.
He's also drunk.
None of us has the right to spoil the atmosphere in sir's house
by showcasing our bad qualities, Keshav.
I have that right.
After sir's project gets completed, he'll kick me out of the house.
I won't wait for that.
I'm throwing you out of the project as well as the house.
You can do that, sir. The house is yours and so is the project.
Wrong. Both belong to the university.
But right now, I don't want to listen to you.
I don't want to see your face either. Please go.
No, sir. If Phani leaves, I'll become all alone.
No. Both of you are on the same team.
They are from the ruling party.
And we're from the opposition.
The opposition will win the election this time, sir.
Listen, Keshav.
The two of us aren't from any party.
Sarla is here...
Sir, what are you hiding from Keshav?
She's starting coaching classes.
Sir, he knows everything. You got him married to Sarla.
Sir isn't hiding anything.
In fact, he's giving both of you respect. Be grateful for that.
We don't want sir's respect.
If we make a mistake, you may hit us and abuse us, sir.
But you should stop playing with people's lives.
Sir hasn't played with my life, Funny.
Sarla, your dear sir is directly responsible for the ruination
of your and Keshav's lives.
He's indirectly responsible for my ruination.
Why else would Keshav come here after five years?
Sir, I haven't come to argue or give an explanation.
I've come here only to apologise to you. - Hey!
Whatever I said about you at my place wasn't right, sir.
I don't know what I was thinking.
Sarla said that she wanted to meet you.
And I do get a bit insecure when she mentions you.
And by the way, what was the need for her to ask me?
In the last four years, we have barely spoken to each other.
When I returned home in the evening, Sarla asked me the same thing.
And unwittingly, I said something
that I shouldn't have said, sir. I... I'm sorry.
Of course. I know.
Sir, it's not like that... Even during college days,
I couldn't say anything during your class,
especially in the literature class
where one had to use impressive and intellectual words
to express oneself.
And ever time I tried to say something,
the two of them would laugh at me.
I remember that you had asked us to write an essay.
The topic was, 'Tough words, easy life.' 500 words.
How could I come up with 500 impressive words, sir?
But I worked on it for a week, sir.
I couldn't understand what to write and what not to write.
Then I sought Phanidhar's help,
but finally, it was Sarla who helped me, sir.
You gave me A+,
but those words were Sarla's.
Sarla, don't you want a divorce?
Okay. I won't refuse,
even though I wouldn't like to be called a failed husband.
But that day, at the restaurant...
Why did you convince me to marry Sarla?
No. I mean I was already convinced.
Maybe, you called me there
so that you could convince Sarla through me.
Sarla didn't get convinced. I got convinced, that too twice.
Despite being convinced twice, my...
My innings crumbled, sir.
What you did at that time was correct.
But now, the situation demands
the ball to be given to R Ashwin.
And he bowls the carrom ball and gets me out.
Wow! Well said, Keshav!
Well said!
R Ashwin will clean bowl the batsman.
Wow!
During college days, they never even greeted each other.
Today, they are patting each other's backs. This is amazing.
Does only sir have the right to pay people's backs?
Do we not have that right?
You've become his friend only to oppose me.
Yes, sir. You're our enemy.
Enemies also change depending on one's perspective.
Tell me. What will happen if we stop seeing everything
from our perspective?
Whether one subscribes to our views or not won't matter.
Someone might agree with us and someone else might not.
It won't matter.
Sir, it's it said...
When cows return from the fields, dust particles fly off as they run
because of which they can't see anything.
But the birds flying high in the sky
understand dusk has fallen and return home.
Someone has to make dust particles fly off
so that someone else can go home.
Wow!
You sure have a good imagination, Sarla, and I appreciate it.
But nobody here is going home.
Neither you nor Keshav nor me.
All three of us have left our homes and are at sir's house.
You're absolutely right, Sarla.
Someone has to make dust particles fly off.
But who will do that? You?
Or you, Phani?
Sir, I suggest you do it
so that you don't see clearly
and finally, you get married to Sarla and bring her home.
Keshav!
Well, I don't have an objection.
What?
Who are you to raise an objection?
I...
Who are you? - I am Keshav's friend.
What about me? Tell me. Are you not my friend?
Had you been my friend, you would've met me once in these four years.
Or you would've called me up once.
I would keep staring at my phone, Funny. 'He'll call today.'
But you never called me up.
Do you know why? Because you're a selfish man.
Sarla, you were never my friend.
You're wrong, Phani.
She was never your friend!
She has always been your friend. I know because I've lived with her.
In fact, I've tolerated her, sir.
In the last four years, she kept mentioning you every now and then.'
'My dear Phanidhar's book. My dear Phanidhar's book.'
When we'd go to watch a film, all of a sudden, she'd say,
'It would've been so much fun had Funny been here.'
'Right, Keshav?'
Yes.
It would've been fun only if Phani had joined us.
Right?
What problem do you have in watching a film with me?
Can I not watch films?
I admit that I don't laugh at intellectual jokes.
But sir, when everyone in the theatre laughs, I laugh too.
Sir, tears don't roll down my face during emotional scenes.
But I do have emotions. I don't need to express them.
There were many such questions that I wanted Sarla to answer.
But as usual, my words failed me.
Because of that, we kept fighting and having disagreements.
In fact, I even hit Sarla once.
No, sir. Your dear student gave me a befitting reply instantly.
When I returned from work one day, Sarla was watching a film.
And she insisted that I watch that film
because it would help me grow as a person.
I was like, 'Okay.'
I went to the bedroom.
While watching the film, she said out of the blue...
'Keshav! Look at this guy. He looks exactly like Funny.'
'He looks just like him.'
And for the first time in four years, I saw her smiling.
She wanted to croon something.
I thought she wanted to connect with me.
And I should respond to that.
I said, 'Sarla, let's go out for dinner.'
At the restaurant, I thought
I should talk about her favourite topic.
I was like, 'Sarla, recite some poems.'
And sir, after that, not one or two...
She bombarded me with poems.
I couldn't understand anything, but I kept gazing at her.
I was like, 'Sarla, you know so many poems!'
Her response to that is worth listening to, sir.
'This is nothing.'
'Phanidhar knows many more poems.'
'He can recite 400 poems, out of which 150 have been penned by him.'
Any husband in the world would get a bit insecure after hearing that.
I was like, 'Okay.'
I kept cash on the table and got up to leave.
She said out of the blue, 'What are you doing?'
'Keshav, did you check the bill?'
'You've kept so much cash! Such a big tip!'
'You've been spending freely. What's your problem?'
When did that become a problem?
Spending freely wasn't the problem. The problem...
The problem was that I wasn't that bright.
'Can you write and recite poetries like my dear Phanidhar?'
When we came outside, it was raining.
Ma'am was like, 'I'll go on foot in the rain. Are you coming?'
I said, 'Yes. But before that...'
'Sarla, you'll have to listen to my poem.'
Go ahead.
'Tip... Tip... Tip...'
'So many tips.'
'I tip the waiter and you enjoy the tipping sound of the rain.'
'Tap... Tap... Tap... There are so many raindrops!'
'Holding a piping hot tea cup,'
'while the raindrops go, 'Tap, tap...'
'Chap... Chap... Chap... The splashing sound.'
'That's the sound Sarla's feet make as she gets drenched in the rain.'
'That coupled with the rustling or 'sarsarahat' of wet leaves.'
Sarla added that.
Sarla said 'sarsarahat'
and I head, 'Sir.. Sir... Ahat.'
Sir, after I heard that, the poet inside me gave up.
After that, I thought...
'In this life, I'll keep tipping.'
'I'll try my luck at poetry in my next life.'
Very good, man.
Keshav.
It was a very nice poem.
And every person becomes a poet at some point in life.
The same happened to you.
But sir, you turned out to be an amazing lover.
I mean this poor guy went out for dinner with his wife.
He was reciting a poem to her when you reached there uninvited.
Hey... Phani, I didn't mean that.
Sir, his condition is like...
When a pitch is played on for many days at a stretch,
cracks develop on it.
And the ball spins in the opposite direction.
Similarly, he changed the meaning of what I said.
In the absence of the truth,
even singing praises can cheese one off, not just incessant taunts.
Forget all this, sir.
Keshav has put forward a proposal. What do you say about it?
Which proposal?
Will you marry Sarla?
We've spoken about it.
When did you speak about it, sir?
We've spoken about it. - When?
Did you speak about it at the restaurant?
Sir, I want to know what you told them at the restaurant that day.
I'm not answerable to you.
You are answerable to me, sir.
Give me one good reason.
I'm your student and you are answerable to me, sir.
Grow up! - I don't want to grow up, sir. I'm good this way.
If growing up will make me like you, I don't want to grow up, sir.
Sir, I... Sorry.
You told him to grow up. I didn't get it, sir.
Sir, please... I mean don't get me wrong,
but since the time I came, you've neither recited a poem
nor given an example, sir.
You aren't as enthusiastic like you used to be.
You're making life easier for the batsmen on a flat pitch.
So that you both don't get out.
Hit-wicket.
Sarla, I don't know if you could fall in love with Keshav,
but you sure have learnt
I'm not worthy of Sarla's love, Phani.
Love should exist for it not to happen.
Sir, what difference does it make
whether love exists or not? - Oh!
Sir, Sarla has asked this question. You'll surely answer it.
Why not?
Phani, listen carefully.
If love exists, the melody of Krishna's flute
travels around the universe to reach its destination.
Trees, plants, birds, snakes, mongooses...
Everyone's life comes to a standstill. The body trembles.
If love doesn't exist,
even if the flute is played right next to the person,
the melody of love has no effect on the person.
The gopis can keep calling out to Kanha.
They can shout till their voices turn hoarse.
Love doesn't reach anywhere. Why?
Because love has basically...
It has ceased to be free
for it is one-sided.
It has got lost somewhere in the universe.
Very good. - Right now, I'm lost, sir.
Keshav... - No.
I'm sure there's a deep philosophical meaning of this.
But... - Man! Professor GP Palekar's answer
was an award-winning one, friend.
Friend! Amazing.
What difference does it make
whether friendship exists or not, Funny?
My friend will answer that.
No, Phani. You answer that.
Turn to cricket for assistance.
The opposition party seems to be losing, sir.
Sir, if friendship exists,
nobody wins or loses.
The match gets tied.
If friendship doesn't exist,
the game goes to the 'super over' to determine the winner and the loser.
Amazing, my friend!
Wow! Wow!
We'll never play the 'super over.'
Our friendship is going to last for a long time.
A long time.
Sarla, a new relationship is being forged right in front of our eyes.
Yes, sir.
It's my turn to ask a question.
What difference does it make whether a relationship exists or not?
My answer will prick you, sir.
Your answers are certain to prick me.
I'm used to it. Come on. Go for it.
Where relationships exist, life is beautiful.
Where relationships don't exist...
One has to live life, sir.
Sir, what difference does it make
whether life exists or not?
I... I have this question too, sir.
I'll tell you what I was thinking by the seaside.
'If I die from drowning, what would it mean?'
'And if I'm alive, why am I alive?'
Sir, even I want an answer to this question.
All three of us have the same question.
What difference does it make whether life exists or not?
Before I answer that, can we have a drink break?
Just like you have in cricket. - Yes, sir.
Absolutely, sir. - Come on.
Sure. What about you?
No, sir. I'll be driving.
Driving!
Okay.
Cheers! - Cheers.
Cheers... Hey! We didn't say 'cheers' to Sarla.
Sorry, Sarla. I'm very sorry. Cheers!
What difference does it make whether life exists or not?
What difference
does it make whether life exists or not?
If life exists...
We can dream of immortality.
'Aswatthama, King Mahabali, Veda Vyasa, Hanuman,'
'Vibhishana, Kripacharya and Lord Parashuram'
'are the seven immortals of Hindu mythology.'
Why only seven of them? Why not us?
If life doesn't exist... I'm reminded of Uday Prakash's poem.
'After dying, a person thinks about nothing.'
'After dying, a person says nothing.'
'When a person neither thinks or talks, he dies.'
Is this poem optimistic or pessimistic?
Optimistic. - Pessimistic...
Okay.
Sarla finds it optimistic and Phani finds it pessimistic.
It's pessimistic for you because you're living in the past.
That's why you're angry and filled with regret.
She's planning for the future.
There's a plan, a desire, and ambition.
She's starting coaching classes.
I suggest you come back to the present at the earliest.
Otherwise, what will happen is...
You'll stand in front of the mirror one day
and ask yourself all of a sudden,
'Who am I?'
'Why am I so sad?'
'I'm a poet. A poet!'
'What games is life playing with me?'
You'll break the mirror.
You'll break it. You'll be left with an injured hand.
What after that?
Let me tell you something.
You see, you might claim that you'll jump into the sea and end your life,
but you'll not end your life.
You... Yes, you'll certainly trouble those around you.
And I'll feel hurt when people laugh at you.
At your sorrow and your anger.
Keshav.
You and Phani...
You both came here drunk.
I'm not upset about that. I'm upset because
you had to get drunk to pour your heart out.
And I'm angry with you.
You told her...
You told her that she wasn't your friend!
'You've never been my friend!'
Your love for Sarla
If there is love, it keeps changing its form.
There's one thing about love. If you're in love,
you should express it at that very moment.
If you delay it, you're bound to suffer.
Once your tolerance level gets breached, your love loses its value.
It simply remains a decision.
A thought.
Love is the foundation of life. It brings two hearts closer.
Sarla.
Is love some kingdom which you have to rule
so that you aren't called a loser?
Love stands on its own. It doesn't depend on anything.
Two people can't love in the same way.
Love... I won't say
that love makes one complete.
But if you love, you don't feel incomplete.
Songs have been written on love. Stories have been written.
Films have been made.
Many films have been made. Many plays have been written.
What hasn't been written or created is love.
What you have or lose is love.
Love isn't a part of any relationship.
Love is a relationship in itself.
At times, it's said, 'Einstein invented E = mc².'
'Tell me. What about love? What are its dimensions?'
So, love...
It's not found in the sky.
Love... Its source lies elsewhere.
A renowned revolutionary
and someone who wrote poems on love...
Pablo Neruda.
He fought against fascism.
When he was awarded the Nobel prize,
he was asked... 'What's the one word'
'that gave you strength, intellect, and energy?'
He said, 'Love!'
What's interesting about love is that the more you use it,
'the stronger it gets.'
'Even if you misuse it, you don't suffer a lot.'
You see, the word 'love' might appear to be short.
It's a small word.
But it takes years to love someone or get over the one you love.
If you're troubled about something, fill your life with some love.
Right, Phani?
We sure can do that much.
The truth is, Sarla...
It makes no difference whether life exists or not.
Life isn't a circus
where you either perform your stunt or suffer an accident.
Life isn't a circus
where you either perform your stunt or suffer an accident.
I don't know if I've been able to answer your question.
But I won't be able to say anything more.
My question has been answered, sir.
I'm sorry. I complained about my problems even today.
And you brought the truth out.
I'm really sorry for saying what I did about Keshav.
I shouldn't have said that.
Keshav, listen. I...
I don't want to discuss divorce right now.
I just want to focus on my coaching classes
and I hope that's okay with you.
Yes.
Funny, I'm leaving.
Will you hug me once?
Please.
Come on!
Show some grace.
Will you hear a poem penned by Mr Muktibodh?
'Between a victory and a defeat lies my pure conscience.'
'I...'
'I keep getting caught up in strange coincidences.'
'My evenings... - My nights, my mornings, my days...'
'They seem to have been taken away from me.'
'I miss them more than I can express.'
'I keep trying to salvage the situation even though it's tough.'
'I look for Sarla everywhere. I yearn to see her glow.'
Sarla, you're either the brightest student out of the three of us
or the dumbest.
You're going back
after being influenced by sir's clever and intellectual words.
You're going to the same place
where you lost yourself.
Sir has made me see reason.
I'll find myself soon.
Isn't it said that if you can't sleep, start dreaming?
You're bound to get sleep.
Where will the dream go?
I'm going back because I've lost myself.
I'm both. And isn't this house mine too, Funny?
Wow!
Sarla. Keshav. Phani.
All three of you are my students, but today...
Today, I'm proud to say
that I'm Sarla's sir.
Go, Sarla.
Come on.
Alright. Go.
Sarla.
Will you take me home?
Keshav, stay with me tonight.
We've met after so many days.
No. I'll go with Sarla today.
Because she's more sensible than me. That has always been the case.
Sir.
I heard whatever you said with concentration,
but I couldn't understand everything properly.
It's alright... - But there was one thing
that you said which I understood perfectly.
That you were proud to be Sarla's sir.
Listen. All three of us heard what you said today.
But only Sarla is looking to bring about a change in her life
after listening to it and understanding it.
It's like a classic straight drive in cricket, sir.
It's called a classic because it's natural and simple just like Sarla.
You're talking rubbish, Keshav.
Cricket can't teach you life lessons.
Had that been the case, sir and I would've known nothing.
We don't have a TV set. We don't watch cricket, man.
Since the time you came, you've been talking about cricket.
Alright. Come on.
Come on. Leave.
Go. - Sir.
May I sit with you for a minute?
Not now. I have nothing left to talk about.
Sir, we'll sit together, but not talk.
I'll wait outside.
Why? Keshav! Wait.
What is this?
Sir, I'll leave. I want just one minute.
We won't talk. - We won't.
Sit.
Here!
Yes. It's fine.
Yes, you can.
Keshav.
Sit. Please.
Phani!
Phani, Sarla wants us to spend
a minute together in silence.
I want Keshav and...
I want Keshav and Phani to be a part of it.
The time starts...
Now.
Thank you.
Thank you, sir.
You convinced her to go with him again, sir.
What kind of love is this, sir?
I've never come across something like this.
Phani.
I'm going to use your breakthrough.
And you'll get the credit for it.
All the very best. Do well in life.
Thank you.
Just do one thing. Make a cup of tea before you leave.
Give me my glasses.
Sir, I want to work with you.
You'll have to make tea.
I'll do it, sir.
Did you see this?
Even this...
And here. Krishna and Radha.