Abhay.
Plate.
The spoon is clinking on the plate.
Jazz music is being played in the background
Someone in ladies washroom just flushed the toilet.
I heard it.
These sounds were never audible earlier,
Because we used to talk.
What are you reading these days?
What are you up to these days, Abhay?
You won't find it interesting.
While you were buying the mango orchard
We used to chat for hours. And I found that fascinating.
- Tell me. - Manjiri,
Those were my struggling days,
So there was a lot of action.
Now, I am just trying to get in, and it's not exciting.
So, why are you doing something that doesn't excite you?
Because it is important.
For us.
To be sitting in this expensive restaurant.
Not to look at the right side of the menu, it is important.
I want to buy a new home.
I want us to celebrate our 10th anniversary in Bora Bora.
I know it doesn't matter to you, because...
You are very simple.
Right? But I have to do it for my sake.
Abhay, you're also a poet.
You played the clarinet so beautifully.
That was a lack of concentration.
Then tell me what you are focusing on.
You won't--
You won't enjoy it.
I am busy doing PR.
Won't you get bored if I tell you in detail?
Manjiri, You'll get bored.
Okay. Stop boring me, we are out for a change.
What did you read?
Tell me.
Sylvia Plath.
She writes exceptional poetry.
Her poetry--
One second. Sorry. Hello.
Yeah.
God...
Remind the caterers, and the flowers should reach on-time.
Get a good bargain.
- Ma'am, your food. - I'll check it later.
Okay.
Have you tried it yet?
It's amazing.
Abhay, I was talking about Sylvia Plath.
What were you saying? Sorry.
No, it's okay.
Let's listen to jazz music and eat our food in silence.
It's alright.
"We got married so we could talk."
"I was afraid of silence."
"I didn't realize when
Ghalib vs Gucci,"
"Faiz vs Ferrari entered our house in the form of silence."
"When a person is poor,"
"there's a lot of poetry around him."
"But the route from rich to super rich is boring."
"There's no content in life."
Stop on the side.
"Nothing to talk about."
- What happened, sir? - Show me your license.
I have all the documents, why did you stop me?
Come on. Show me.
- God... - Hey...
Tukya.
How are you?
- I am great. - You got married and didn't invite me.
It was an ordinary wedding.
Simple.
Simple?
Raka was present at your wedding.
Well...
I...
Sister-in-law?
Leave all that. How about a cup of tea?
Let's go grab a cup of tea.
I'll follow you.
Okay. Get your bike.
Here you go.
Try it. It's sweet.
Have it.
Here.
Show me.
Great.
Looks nice.
How's your job?
Tell me.
Well...
In Carmichael road, a man,
raped his maid...
Do you know who got arrested?
The maid.
They managed everything...
Accused her of stealing.
They...
Before taking her statement, they registered the rapist's FIR.
She has been in lockup for the past five days.
Her father comes to the police station every day.
The men at the station don't let him in.
They shoo him away.
Sometimes I offer him a glass of water.
It's the only thing I can do for him.
Pathetic...I want to quit this job.
Don't quit.
Why?
Who will offer the glass of water to that father?
Hello. Hello.
Savita.
So great to see you.
Come in.
Come on.
Leave it on. Come in.
Come on.
- How are you? - I am good.
Come. Sit.
Come.
How is it?
Nice.
- Is the 'Solkadhi' (Appetizer drink) okay? - It's nice.
There's a pool over there.
The breeze is just amazing.
Our entire slum can fit in here.
You've got a beautiful home.
Awesome.
Sir, I'll bring dinner to your room.
Okay.
It's okay.
I got to see his house thanks to you.
Asshole's lying.
I call him every day, but he doesn't show up.
Yeah...even I thought you must be coming here frequently.
No...
I am not used to this...
And you know the kind of friendship we share,
I've always given him something.
When he was young, I stole slippers for him from the temple.
Got my ass kicked for it.
Lent him my bike to take his girlfriend out.
I've nothing more to give.
Sometimes I am confused about my role in this friendship.
See...he confessed in front of a cop, that he's a thief.
Remember this.
Here.
Will you throw me in the jail?
Go ahead.
I'm glad, Abhay.
One of my friends is a future 'Ambani' (business tycoon),
and the other future Kiran Bedi (Cop).
So, I progress automatically.
The other day, Manjiri's words,
gave me a new lease on life.
Gave me courage.
I hated my job.
But now I feel...
I will do something.
I don't want to be a rich man.
I am an ordinary guy,
and I want to be that way.
But...remember Tukaram Omble?
- The guy who caught Kasab-- - I know.
Just an ordinary constable.
But his story was incredible.
Great.
I want a similar story.
You will get it.
Listen.
I won't take any bribe.
The roof leaks during the monsoons.
We run out of money by the 26th of every month,
My Mom gets worried.
And I say...
A cop who doesn't take any bribe,has everything.
But my father keeps asking...
"Do you need anything?"
But I say...
A guy who doesn't take a bribe,
won't accept any favors either.
What's important...
Is to be proud of your husband.
Isn't it?
I never shared this with anyone.
But no one ever invited me home for celebrating our marriage.
Hence, I am sharing this with you.
I'm pregnant.
This is why mother keeps saying,
How long can you live like this?
And I say, this child will be born with an own destiny.
Am I right?
You look gorgeous in the sari.
Savita is pregnant, Abhay.
Yes, dad?
I was thinking of going to Kanjurmarg for a couple of days.
Why?
No reason. I feel restless here.
What will calm you down there?
I don't get it, dad. You're free to do as you wish.
Are you angry?
Fine, I won't go.
Any news about Roxy?
He was at his worst here, Must be better than that.
Should be okay.
Okay, goodnight.
That's all the time we get.
A couple of minutes.
So, I thought--
What am I supposed to do, dad?
I am busy working.
I don't know what's wrong with everyone.
I am talking for myself.
Don't know about the others.
Rohington's on video call.
Hi. How are you?
I am good. Where is Manjiri?
She is right here. Manjiri.
Where are you?
I am on a friend's ranch.
He never can spare time, but I visit thrice in a year.
That's why I say being poor is tragic.
Being rich is great.
But being super rich is stupid.
Hi.
Hi, Manjiri.
I know you don't agree.
- What's up? - Nothing is up.
That's the bloody problem.
I am reduced to a bloody nothing.
Couldn't even get a glimpse of Anand Udeshi's shadow yet.
Ever been to Corbett?
The rangers tell you that you can't see the tiger,
but the tiger can see you.
It's the same here. Anand is watching.
So, how is my son?
The price for my favor is ...
You be friends with my son.
He has no purpose in life.
One has several purposes while making money.
But when you have loads of money,
You must give money a purpose.
This is what you have to learn.
I don't have the mindset to learn.
I'm still in the first phase.
Anyway, it's getting late. Call you later.
Wait a minute?
Is there something wrong between you two?
Manjiri?
No.
Nothing is wrong.
When a married couple don't interrupt each other,
It means something is wrong.
So start interrupting.
In fact, Manjiri, start interfering in his life.
Okay.
Bye. Take care.
Make a drink.
What's the matter?
Business not good?
Make a drink.
Well, since you're not here for business,
I'll help you on the business aspect.
Look at the glow on your face.
Your priority is clearly visible.
Neat.
Cheers.
Next week is my great uncle's birthday.
Lavish party.
Happy birthday.
And also,
My cousin will be back from the US.
Double celebration.
What are you looking at, asshole?
She is the daughter of the king.
The princess.
A beautiful path
For you to reach your target.
Tell me everything about her.
This is exactly why I don't like 'fucking business'.
Hi.
Is dad asleep?
I got something for him.
See...
Nice.
Actually, I got Something for you too.
Like a Cat, I Have Nine Times To Die.
Have a look.
Manjiri, I'm all yours.
The other day at the restaurant, I couldn't focus on our conversation...
Let's talk today.
You really want to know?
Of course, I do.
It's a 500-page book.
And I don't have the time to read it.
It will be more fun when you explain it to me.
Short and sweet.
Sit.
So, we never read about it,
because the syllabus is designed by idiots.
But the life of Sylvia Plath,
is far more exciting than all the poets in the world.
Did you know?
She never wrote poetry on her experiences.
She would create experiences for poetry.
She believes if you've not experienced something,
you shouldn't write a single word or line about it.
She died at a very young age.
It's believed she had clinical depression.
She put her head into an oven, and died of suicide.
Oven?
Yes, an oven.
But there is a theory that says,
Her near death experience arose an intense desire of gaining experience.
Because she wanted to write poems on death.
So she decided she won't die completely.
Half dead... okay?
And write about the experience.
That's why the line, "Like a cat, I have nine times to die".
Do you know what a tram is?
A tram doesn't travel over the speed of 20 in Seattle.
So she stood in front of the tracks,
Let the sound of the tram fill her ears,
inhaled death,
and she put her body in front of the tracks,
in such a way, that the tram rammed into her,
but she fell on the side of the tracks.
And she woke up in the hospital,
and wrote four poems on death,
including her experience with the tram.
And for the first time in history,
the tryst with death was put on paper.
Crazy, right?
She tried this successfully four times.
And she wrote more than 31 poems on death.
She wanted to do this nine times.
Had she succeeded nine times,
we could have written more than 100 poems.
Unfortunately, she failed the fifth time in the oven.
You know, one of those big ovens.
She tied up her hands and feet,
and put her head in the oven.
She gave herself 10 minutes.
Called her husband in case of an emergency,
She expected him to come in nine minutes.
That's the time it usually took him to arrive from his office...
But that day, he took fifteen.
And that day,
experience became bigger than poetry.
Is there anyone so dedicated to their art?
Cheers.
Hi, how are you?
That woman in the purple sari.
Kaamyani.
Very good, they are having a great time.
Oh, really. That's nice.
Hope you're having fun.
Thank you so much for coming.
See you around.
Anand Udeshi. Anand Udeshi.
- Happy birthday. - Thank you. Thank you.
- Happy birthday. - Thank you.
Hello. Thank you very much.
- How are you? - I'm good.
Should I go talk to him?
Now?
Not now. Not now.
When?
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Cheers.
Come, let's meet some people.
Don't even think about meeting his highness directly.
I'll introduce you to the princess in a while.
- Actually, you can keep the bottle. - Sure.
17000 for a bottle.
We'll have two. 34,000.
51,000
Abhay, you have to drive back.
Abhay.
Bhairavi, meet Mr and Mrs. Abhay Dubey.
- Hi. - Hi.
- That's Manjiri. - Hi.
This is the only table for you.
The rest are all assholes.
Ujjwal...
You know, these people are intelligent and artistic.
And my sister Bhairavi is only interested in three things.
Art. Art. And some more art.
- Really? - It's true.
So, you guys carry on,
Meanwhile, I'll go where the real artists are,
Find their inspiration.
Have a good time.
Please, sit.
So, painting?
No, art appreciation.
- Oh, lovely. From? - Boston.
Boston?
Oh my God.
That's where Sylvia Plath was born.
That's where she lived. That's where she worked.
That's where she wrote.
I'm sorry, I'm not really familiar with her work.
Really?
Actually, it's not your fault.
We rarely know about these people.
Because our syllabus is designed by idiots.
You know Sylvia Plath was the most exciting poet ever.
She never wrote poems on experiences.
In fact, she created experiences for poetry.
That's interesting.
Can you imagine a life like that?
You know how she died.
She...
She put her head into an oven.
- Are you serious? - Yeah, she wanted to experience death, I think...
It's uncanny, you look like her.
Cheers.
I don't know whether that's a good thing or not.
Oh, she was beautiful.
- Is madam home? - Yes, sir.
Next time you want to use someone, Abhay,
Use this.
Use the fucking internet.
Raju. Make me a drink.
What's wrong with you?
With me?
Yeah.
I'm working on a project.
It can change the world,
There's a guy who can give it the Midas effect,
There's a girl who can introduce me to that Midas...
I will use all the tricks up my sleeve.
I was going to impress her with Ghalib.
But I used Sylvia Plath when I found out about her Boston connection.
Do you think I'm a dumbfuck?
You research everything, Abhay.
Last night, I slept in your arms, speaking to you passionately.
You were caressing my hair, Abhay.
I don't fucking believe this.
You were doing business, Abhay.
I've a question.
Why do you have a problem with the word 'business'?
I am doing business. And I am doing it pretty well.
I am rising. I'll rise higher.
I'll soar.
With you, my father, and Roxy in tow.
Manjiri, I'll use everything in my power to achieve my goals.
Hey, Mr. Abhay Dubey,
you should know
Where to use the word 'use'.
Never 'use' me in life.
This is the last time I am forgiving you.
Next time this happens, I'll show your colour to the world.
Got it.
You know what, Abhay...
Abhay,
Our marriage had everything...
Fun. Boredom.
Silence.
Now you added dishonesty to it.
Raju, where's my drink?
Hi. Come, see.
What do you think?
What?
I know nothing about paintings. Sorry.
Do you ever write anything?
Rarely.
I would love to read it.
Hey, sis.
- Hi. - Was he boring you?
Never.
Okay, now that he's here to entertain you,
I am gonna run all my errands,
and I'll catch up with you guys in a bit.
Yeah.
Bye, I'll see you.
See you.
Do you like it?
It's nice, I mean...
My sister, I mean.
Why?
She is beautiful.
My wife is more beautiful.
If you say so.
Come on.
Why are you leaving?
I'll come back.
I'll ride the Rickshaw for a month,
And earn a few bucks.
- It'll be a change of-- - Dad, there's no need to do all this.
Do you have a problem with my money?
I did take money.
See...
I took three notes from your pocket.
I'll hire a cab,
The luxury kind...
Manjiri taught me how to book a cab.
I'll go meet my old friends.
I'll be back in a month.
It's showing five minutes.
- Can I ask you a question? - Yes.
- Manjiri and you - Is everything, - Everything is fine.
Come.
Son.
There's a story from my childhood.
Sikander's mentor asked him,
you have conquered Turkey...
"What is your next plan?"
Sikander replied, "I'll conquer Kabul and Kandahar next."
"Then?"
"Peshawar, and Sindh."
He asked, "Then?"
He said he Will conquer Punjab.
He asked, "Then?"
He said, "I will conquer the world."
The mentor asked "What then?"
Sikander said, "I'll conquer the world."
The mentor said, "You still have it.
You don't have to conquer the world for it."
Dad, what was the name of Sikander's mentor?
You don't know, do you?
We only remember the names of those who conquer the world.
Only Sikander can understand his mentality.
And the one who has set out to conquer...
The world doesn't need anyone's advice.
And definitely not from a person,
Whose wife died because he couldn't afford her medical treatment.
God decides life and death.
All I know is that,
She was happy with me.
We were together.
I pray to God,
That you have a similar relationship.
See you son.
Let's go.
Hi.
Oh, hi. What a pleasant surprise.
See, I just bought this.
It's beautiful, no?
Yeah...
You said I should show you if I ever write anything.
I wrote this.
What is this?
I've been working on this project for three years.
I love art, but...
I need business.
This painting, poetry...
What is all this?
Imagination, right?
Even science,
Business, and engineering have imagination.
This is imagination.
I just need someone to execute it.
And there is only one person who can.
Not you.
Anand Udeshi.
It's so ironic, no?
I love art, but I know my father will drag me into his business.
You love business,
But I'll drag you into art.
We'll only talk about art right now.
I promise you,
If I'm getting dragged into the business,
I am dragging you with me.
Oh wait, I've something for you.
Aah...Tiny Beautiful Things.
Thank you.
You said you can do anything to achieve your goal.
I have an innocent question, Abhay.
By anything, do you mean you can even sleep with someone?
Tell me honestly.
Will you sleep with her for whatever fucking project you have in your...
Fuck. What the hell is happening with me in life?
What bullshit is this?
Can you tell me where this frustration is coming from, Manjiri?
From age-old orthodox feminine mentality?
Manjiri, your hormones are dancing way too much...
All you talk and all you want is a child...
You want a child, and I want peace.
You know what? You give me peace,
and I'll give you a child. Come on.
- Let's... - Don't fucking touch me.
I don't sleep with strangers.
And, I don't bear their children.