you know. miles away from here. beyond good and evil. there's a ground. i will meet you there. often i've wondered you, me, we are all mirrors we catch our reflection ineveryone it's not me, yet i am
right... wrong... i'm yours to find me is to find yourself all that i wish to say is ruined by my words
lovely. often i feel that this whole world is magic which is and yet is not seasons, clouds, wind, blossoms they send signals to me how do i narrate their tales oh yeah yeah
you want to be a hero, huh? this looks like a theater toyou? what's the matter, sir? sir? - let go of it! be careful... the strings... i told you to let go of it! take care of the strings. come... i'll make you perform at the police station. sir... the strings... jim morrison.
who? he was a great singer. the chicks would tear their clothes at the mere sight ofhim. he stood before the crowd... on the stage... and raised his middle finger. just like this! and the crowd went wild... they cheered and whistled... as if he had done somethingincredible.
while here i was, respectfully singing... so that the people waiting for the bus would have a good time. and these no-good-cops began hitting me. very sad. i mean, as if i were nothing. are you getting the samosas? right, continue to rip him off! there are a thousand criminals in delhi... the cops should go after them.
exactly! why this poor guy? jim morrison... janardan jakhar. jm... jj. guys, he's a dead item! and is this the latest low class fashion? to be with you...
lead break. keep some style, dude! man, you're on stage! you should have some stage presence, right? attitude! like this... like this! as if you are going to blow everyone away! what happened?
jj? my days aren't going well... right now it's just a few bad days, son. if you don't stop your strumming and singing... then just see how your whole life goes bad. this guy is very negative! you loser! as if he will strike it rich with his father's business. i will never join the transport business.
well then, get your degree and.. ..become an advocate at the district court. trust me, that's the best youcan do. so he shouldn't even try? that rules out any chance he might have. he doesn't stand a chanceanyway. you don't become big, just by striking a pose with a guitar. but he has been playing the guitar since he was a kid! then why hasn't he tasted success yet?
tell me. you mean... - because he doesn't have it inhim. he doesn't have that quality. and what kind of friends areyou? just to eat the samosas he paysfor? hey! - why don't you explain it tohim? the sooner he understands, the better it is. take down my number... call me if i am selected. - number?
take it down... i have your visiting card... hindu college canteen... i'll call you. what if i work really hard? even a donkey works hard. well then... what do i lack? tell me! see... an artiste has a particular type of heart...
a particular personality. and i don't? you can't have it. your life hasn't been like that. it's a different type of life... that makes a person an artiste. what type? take a look at anyone's life. all these musicians, singers...
artists, painters, writers. take a look. they all have one thing incommon. what? which they all definitely have in some form or the other. what is it, khatana bhai? pain. sorrow, misery, tears... oh... is that right?
until a person doesn't suffer... he can never make it big. and change your friend circle! if you hang around with theselosers, you're going nowhere. they've all gone through a lot of pain, bittu. they got hurt... suffered, winced in pain. problems... tragedies...
and me? i haven't gone through anything. i don't have even a singleproblem. never starved for food... never struggled for anything... even my parents are still alive. wasn't beaten as a child... nor molested. i'm not even adopted, i'm my parent's biological child.
never met with any bigaccident... nor had a life-threateningdisease. oh no! music can only come from a broken heart. when you're heart's broken... shattered into tiny pieces... that's when the music flows. what have you ever been through? has your heart ever been broken?
have you even been in love? if you have to think about it, then obviously not, you idiot! true love. passion. so then? where will the music come from? you tell me. where will it come from? hey jj!
you could've come along with us. i'm heading to the law fac. i can't sit through a dance performance. who's going for the dance? we're going there for the girl! go ahead, - come on! what's to see? as long as she is in stephen's, she will always be number one. come on! - let's sit right in the front!
sit here. - sit! ladies and gentlemen. welcome to 'shut up and dance'. presenting the first performance led by.. heer kaul. it's true, what they say about kashmir. heer from kashmir? if there's any heaven onearth... it is right here...
within her clothes! over there, look! how? i mean... what material did god use to make that. dude, the material is thesame... but the engineering is mindblowing! the car or the girl? both! watch carefully...
it's her last performance. why is she in such a hurry to get married? you have a problem? take it easy, buddy. that's heer. watch her from a distance and be satisfied. no way... i should try my luck. a lot of guys have tried...
and every one of them hasfailed. she is a heart-breaker. is it? yes. wow! okay jj... jai bajrang bali! heer... hi.
janardan... jj for short. we need to talk. about what? actually... you... i think you are pretty cool. i had to tell you this. and you are quite hot too. amazing combination, isn't it? hot and cool at the same time.
anything else? yes... i love you. be my girlfriend. can you see everyone is laughing at you? all i can see is you. you can see me, right? then listen carefully to what i'm saying. bugger off!
you and i will rock it, i'm telling you. think about it. hey... are you stupid? no, only crazy for you baby. okay, enough. just get lost now! sure? am i sure? one second, let me think...
yes, i'm sure, you idiot! get lost! you are breaking my heart, heer. listen... - jj... i don't want to see your face again, do you hear me? are you sure? bugger off! - okay. okay. what's he on, man? - who is he?
is he from hindu? do you want me to eat two samosas in this much chutney? get me more. you think this is a joke? khatana bhai... i love her really. you can't imagine how it felt when she said... 'burger off!' i don't even know what thatmeans.
you are such a shallow person. sheesh! if your heart were reallybroken you wouldn't be gorging onsamosas! or fighting for chutney! you can't eat a morsel for weeks on end. there should be intensity inlove... there should be pain... this isn't love, or heartbreak... this is a cheap act, drama.
what should i do then? what's the trick? how do i... couldn't you wait at thestation? there was a lot to do? he probably forgot... really? i don't forget anything. where are you lost? look at him...
he doesn't give a damn about what you're saying! i have a lot of stress, okay? don't scold me now. so tell me when! give me an appointment. tuesday at eleven? or wednesday at half past six? let me know when i can scoldyou, i'll adjust my life accordingly. odysseus'... - yes?
heer. if it's not criticallyimportant, i suggest you wait till afterthe... i want to propose to heer. critically important. okay, i think you should leave. this is true love, madam. she has no right to dump me and marry some other guy... just because he is rich! what the hell?
what's your bloody problem? give me one chance, heer. i'll work really hard and... i'll also become rich one day. listen, you jerk... if i ever see you again... you just see what i'll do toyou. what... what will you do? i'll get your legs broken.
i'll have you banned from entering campus... i'll ruin you! is her anger for real? i don't think you've ever been in love. it's different. driver, throw him out! - yes, madam. but you will realise it sooner or later... i know. - throw him out! we just need to spend some quality time together.
enough! now see how i set youright. you can take any action. file a police compliant. he's after her. you know true love... the intense kind... ...it doesn't fear the world. not even the police! the poet ghalib has explained it very well.
now i don't remember it, but i will ask and tell you. how will you ever know, if you don't give me a chance? talking is important, try to understand. okay, let's talk right now.come on. yes... tell me. you wanted to talk, right? i'm listening. go on. well... i... we should give it a chance...
okay, let's give it a chance. come on... give it a chance, come on! what are you thinking? give it a chance. the thing is... - yes, what is the thing? tell me... i really want to know what is the thing. you see... yes? i... - you... come on! - sorry...
sorry. i'm really... i didn't think... i'm sorry. he'll get hurt. i'll be right back. - what's wrong? yes, old man... what can i do for you? i'll join you.
excuse me? can i talk to you for a minute? i'll be back... okay? come here. you don't have to be sonervous, every time you see me. okay? it's fine. i'm not angry with you anymore. so relax.
thanks a lot. thank you very much. and i'm really sorry. - okay, bye. and i don't love you oranything... not even a little. okay. - everyone on campus saysthat... heer is gorgeous, she is hot. even my friends say that but... personally i don't think you are all that hot.
or even cool. like i said? i mean... i don't mean you're ugly oranything. you are beautiful... it's not that... but i... i am... then why were you chasing me? i can't tell you, it's reallycrazy.
well, everybody does crazythings. for you, bunking classes might be crazy... or having pani puri. i guess you do that and think... 'oh my god, today was one crazyday!' it's a little different for me. so... okay, bye! hey!
what do you think i am? oh no, i didn't mean it in any wrong way. then what did you mean? i mean you are... i mean... - what?! you are... - what?! neat and clean! totally! nice.
sophisticated... from an elegant family. neat and clean? and hi-fi! hi-fi! there's this cinema theatre... amar talkies in old delhi. there's a film playing there... junglee jawani [wild youth] i'm going to see it.
what?! yeah. do you even know what kind of a film it is? i've seen the posters. you still want to watch it? i've figured out the way... i've also made the excuses. you can't go there, by the way. of course, i am.
with whom? - on my own! you are wicked! by god! sir, this cd has it all, take it sir. hey brother, come on! run run run... happy? we should've stayed longer. you would've been raped if the lights had come on.
wild youth, part two. let's do another thing today. by god, i'm scared to hear it. where can we get some cheapliquor? you're heer, right? let me look at you. - i want to drink, where can we get it? are you the heer kaul from stephen's college? that's enough! i want to drink! cheers!
is it good? - it's very bad! why aren't you drinking? i am. let me see... drink! yuck! it's so bitter! how do people drink it? don't you drink? i sprinkle some on my faceand...
a little around my collar. i throw the rest away and act as if i'm sloshed. you're the first one who has caught me. then you can't pretend with me. with me, you have to drink. go for it, cheers! one more... - you are so... cheers! - jai bajrang bali! i'm getting married.
the entire university knows. really? you are drunk! just two months to go. i've heard you've hit it big! paris? prague. and once i'm married... no 'wild youth' and...
no cheap liquor. then, i'll be a lady. lady... neat and clean. oh... so that's why you want to doall these cheap things beforemarriage. you are not as stupid as youlook! even you don't look as wicked as you are. you want to go back home or get some more cheap thrills? lots!
i want to do a lot of cheapthings. i have to perform huge feats! but where's the time, my friend? where is the time? so what if we don't have timetoday... we have time tomorrow! you are a genius! how did you fail in b.a. pass? and day after!
and the day after that... and time demands that... you make your list! make a list of all the little worms inside you... i swear, before you getmarried, we'll kill each one of them. promise? - i swear! anyway, my image is ruined before you. right, you're completely exposed now! in that case i'll get the list ready.
you better! - okay. hello sir... everything okay? how are you? see you. i spin a yarn of you, i spin a yarn of you all night i spin a yarn
spin a yarn all day i pass in thinking it's for you that i live and die ting ling ling ling this friend of yours is quite unique. at least you shouldn't complain. should i change it? switch it on. two minutes!
i'll go on my bike and get the disprin. poor guy! why 'poor guy'? he enjoys ittoo! why are you cheating? why are you using the shortcuts? now you're dead, mandy! no way! it's you who will die! you should invite him for the wedding. he comes shopping for thewedding...
of course he'll come for the wedding. wear this for your husband. his tongue will touch the floor! let me see... move your hand. a little lower, show a littlemore. lower it some more, what's the matter? fine? - firecracker! his body will catch fire.
his 'wild youth' will arise. listen... i can't make it rightnow. but khatana bhai has kept the platinum music guys waiting... in his canteen. tell khatana bhai that you couldn't find me. what? - and listen... don't come looking for me for the next few days. i'm going away for a while and i've made excuses at home. where are you going?
kashmir. - kashmir? thank god! i was getting so bored here. there's nothing to do at your own wedding. come on. let it be, he'll take it. come... everything is set. not right now, i'm the bride!
sunrise? done! think you can make it? who has the guts to dare stopme? nobody here knows the real you. only you know it! don't tell anyone. okay! - okay. keep dancing around, keep skipping around
i keep roaming around i cross limits gust of breeze, i plunder myself i plunder myself hold this. come on jj. hi. - hi. welcome... guys, remember him?
he's also here? he's jordan. - jordan? great combination, isn't it? short and cool at the same time? hi jordan... aman. jordan. hi, i'm mahi. this face like the bright moon this golden hew of hair
these eyes like the blue lake there is a deep mystery in them what praise should i give to he who has created you? put this up. that side too. jordan... can you hug me? now?
are you in a hurry? no. give me a proper hug... tightly. is this okay? i should leave. they're probably looking for me. very nice. why are you getting sosentimental?
if it's bothering you so much, don't get married. and then? the back door is open... run away. come. tell me something... - don't ask me anything... or else i'll tell the truth. so say it, what's stopping you? yes, what?
how do i look? the college guys were right. you look hot. the bride matches the standard of the wedding, right? do you know... the guests at the wedding... fantasize about the bride atnight. will you also fantasize aboutme? listen...
you haven't fallen in love with me or anything, right? when are you coming to visit me? prague? i've never even been to nepal. but you'll have to come toprague. okay, done. i'll go first. then, you comelater. together we'll do a lot of cheap things in prague, okay? is this plan okay?
or should we run away now? i've taken flight again i've let go of the world below and i submit myself to you, owind now people are far away miles away are these valleys slowly each cloud comes to touch my body but no cloud is able to drenchme never stopped at any place
never even met myself i may complain but upset i'm not cities and villages appear thesame people and their names all seem the same dreams, like dust, reappear in my eyes no matter how much i brush them away so many dreams i have broken and left behind yet why do they return and take me away on their wings
over branches and leaves by my side they travel door todoor sometimes desert, sometimes rain like a demon, i die a thousand times sometimes day is night, sometimes day is day what is real, what is illusion almighty - almighty here and there and scattered, who knows maybe the breeze will take me in your direction
your thoughts pull me towards you i keep flying about in these colourful illusions keep flying... tell me... has the media stooped so lowthat just about anything makes thenews? you pick any loser and make him a star? who is this jordan? what's his claim to fame?
sir, he is an artiste with your platinum music. he is not an artiste of platinum music. he sang some songs in the 'sheher' album. and you guys are trying to make him a star. trust me... i'm not his fan. it's just my job... but it's not my job to sing his false praises. take it off!
the packaging for the episode is ready. so get your hands on anythingyou can about him and put ittogether. he doesn't live here anymore. it's been two years... but can i at least talk to his family? he has no family here. please don't call again. i can't do it, mohit. sheena get real.
we need four such interviews every month for the rising star. let go of your ego. be shameless and get the material ready. no, actually he is not in touch with any of us. after college what happened to him... no one really knows. any other lead? any one special from those days? please think... jordan always had a keen interest in music. and i often tried to encourage the musician in him.
he was a fountain of talent. apart from being very talented, he was also a good human being. the kids want to know when this interview will go on air. it won't come on tv. why not? because i don't have any material on this jordan. but i just said so much. but all lies? correct?
why? my questions are simple. you knew jordan well, right? so, why don't you just tell me the truth? you are getting very angry. no, i really want to know. now the camera isn't rolling, so tell me. who is this jordan, after all? you know...
there are these people... who are always lost. you understand, right? i don't understand at all. for example, platinum music,okay? there was a time when he would've given his life.. ..even to talk to the clerksthere. that was his craze. then one day i told him...
hey... prince of music! where have you been? i was... the platinum music guys were looking for you. dilip menon, remember him? i'll call you, khatana bhai. i'll see you tomorrow. what's got into you?
don't you want to be jimmorrison? i'll be him, khatana bhai. i'll be him tomorrow. two weeks later the platinummusic agents came here looking forhim. i offered them four samosas and made them wait. i even sent someone to hisplace... tell khatana bhai that youcouldn't find me. - what? - and listen... don't come here looking for me. kashmir.
why kashmir? i don't know. but when he returned he wascaught. his brothers yelled at him... mother cried her eyes out, you know, full social drama. i told you a million times... we sweat it out like dogs... while he plays the guitar! just a minute... gurmeet!
who is heer? what's your scene with her? - nothing. you're lying. another lie. get his guitar... where's the bloody guitar? if there's nothing, why did you attend her wedding? get his guitar... why did you go there? - where's the guitar? what's up, khatana bhai? how are things?
where the hell have you been? you've stopped coming tocollege. you know, it's not that bad after all. there's an ac and i don't have a lot of work. i have installed video games on the tv. khatana bhai ... there's a whole world inside these video games. didn't he say he would never get into the family business? what about music?
he gave it up. and one day it was the same thing all over again. same brothers, same mother... the same social drama. tell me... now! - let go of my collar! confess you stole the money and i'll let go. five hundred thousand rupees? just vanished into thin air? why would he steal his ownmoney? you won't confess?
i've been telling you i didn't steal it! all you want to do is beat meup! probably someone else stole it. shut up! but he is in charge of that place. the key is always in the drawer. everybody knows that... ask your staff. and bhabhi, you don't have to touch me to console me. i've told you a thousand timesthat i can hear you even from adistance.
there's no need to stick like chewing-gum all the time. this has happened even beforeme. i've always heard that the warehouse was... can i stay here for a few days? so he stayed at your place? he still lives at my place. relax... have some tea-coffee... so the night he was thrown out, he came to your house? not that night... two monthslater.
two months later? more or less. so then where were you for two months? bloody idiot, where were you? at a shrine... the shrine of hazrat nizamuddin. two months? i tried to go home... three times.
but they refused to take meback. so what did you do at theshrine? nothing... what do you mean 'nothing'? you must've done something for two months! nizamuddin aulia -nizamuddinmaster lift your foot cross over move into emptiness
your beloved's home is empty without you painter "be" and there was when even nothingness was not he alone existed who dwells in me, who dwells inyou he is the lord, he is theillusion was painter paint my body, mymind
take as payment my body, mymind painter paint my body, my mind take as payment my body, my mind bright morning rains on my body in the dark night your lampburns the drop that i got from your doorstep, o lord lord do this favour to me, o lord i request you, set me free from myself let me see myself
set me these doubts of my mind these weak actions of mine are taking me where i don't even know you dwell in me where have you've brought me i dwell in you i have followed you
i'm just your shadow you created me the world pushed me away you embraced me you are the truth, o lord you are the truth work faster. here. distribute these as well. here.
"glory to mother goddess." "glory to thee." "i come seeking refuge." "i don't know what to ask for." "you get rid of everyone'ssorrows." "so i know." "everyone say." okay, cut! you're missing a beat.
can you hear the pilot track? - yes. increase the volume in the cans. okay, take. cut it cut it cut it ! hear it once again. take... cut... once again... cut! cut...
cut cut cut... take a break. sir, would you like some tea? let's record his voice first. i'm in your city please come and meet me don't give me anything but come and take my heart darling what is it?
are you playing the song or are you playing with the song? it's very simple. posted a letter telling you i am coming to your home i even sent you an e-mail onyour id - cut it. you're not listening. i can't do this, okay? i don't know why you were looking for me. i can't sing... i don't have it in me.
you are right. were you singing out of tune purposely? why would i do that? even i could figure out thetune... and you couldn't? and then somehow... a miracle happened. ustad ji... is that him?
come in. sit here. i've seen you before. do you know where? at the shrine of hazratnizamuddin. that was nothing... i've also seen you before. on tv. you play that... that thing...
this is ustad jameel khan. padma bhushan. [indian civilian award] do you know what padma bhushan means? shehnai. i know you are a well known... legend. but classical music... you see, i don't understand it too much. i get bored.
why do they play the same tune over and over... everybody's heard it... move on, play something else. he is a big animal... he won't fit into your smallcage. he will create his own music. ustadji, you can't beserious... this guy... he is something else. god has blessed him.
he has his grace. take a chance on him. you will make a fortune. hello... khatana bhai said you want to interview me. tell me something. why does mr. dhingra have a problem with you? come on, i know there'ssomething. come in...
press harder. happy birthday. today you've been born again. starting today you are a platinum music artiste. i heard... your songs in the 'sheher' album... i liked them... now you will have your ownalbum... full solo. full solo.
congratulations. now you need to learn to... be a star. the music doesn't really matter. lot's of people play music. but everything is image. image is everything. everything is image. bloody idiot! i'll beat you. leave my hand. do you want to kill me.
these days nobody buys music. people buy an image... a brand. just remember that... from today you're not amusician. what are you? stop it! sorry, sir. the massage is over.
so that's why you are not going to prague! ready! your name didn't feature in the eurojam list... i was really surprised. don't you know about eurojam? it's a tie-up between platinummusic and the czech republicgovernment. dhingra is taking five indian musicians to europe. ready? ready, ready...
just a second, i need to make a call. sure. switch off the microphone. go see where he is gone. stars! what are you looking at, let's pack up. mr. dhingra... take me to europe. how did you get inside?
i'll sign your contract... i'll do anything you ask me to. take me to europe. don't feel like laughing today? no, sir. not even a little bit? come here... i want to go, sir. why do you want to go?
what's the real reason? sir... i'm willing to sign anythingtoday. just take me to europe! you will sign a specialcontract. as you wish. the clauses will be severe, everyone here is a witness. they are also witness to what i've said, sir. anything you say.
like anything? heer! all done? are you buying something? why don't you ever buy something for yourself? i should like something. so why don't you ever likeanything? come here... the scarves here are lovely. i have an appointment. you enjoy going to the doctor, don't you?
why are you going now? all your tests are negative. psychiatrist. i can be your psychiatrist. you need something to keep youbusy. like a job. the doctor says the same thing. you were a superhot bombshell in delhi... super busy.
here you've got nothing to do, that's why you feel down. i'm sorry... i don't know why... you don't have to be sorry. god, heer! i've troubled everyone... i know... you know what? you should go see apsychiatrist.
here you are. - bye. - bye. hey 'wild youth'! here i am... in prague. let's get some cheap thrills. come on! i have an appointment... with the psychiatrist. so you've finally gone mad?
i can't come right now. i need to go. i'm not keeping too well. but we'll meet soon. tomorrow,okay? i'll take you for lunch. at some fancy restaurant. where are you staying... when did you arrive and what are you doing here? come let's go.
please take the car home. i can't believe you are here! welcome to prague! i shouldn't be drinking... says the drunkard! - cheers! - cheers! that burns! when did you start drinking? just now! let's have another one!
really? - yes! - okay. - cheers! let's make a list. strip show! female or male? next. red light district. those cheap pubs. those cheap discotheques with the tacky lights... and shady people.
you'll dance for them? yes! naughty girl! next! feet are decked with wheels have spun the skies round andround this tale i've heard that the queen roams around on her pretty fair feet
one blink of an eye and the queen was gone then would return with 12 pairs of shoes worn out in a day the king's temper flew a spy he called what is this mystery? find out where does she go?
the spy followed the queen and saw her at night going into hell ho... flames blaze ho... queen mesmerized ho... wild dancing ho... everyone poisonous ho... spy shocked ho... sneaked out
ho... he told the king the queen vanished into thin air she vanished into thin air danced like a dervish left beloved and guard swirled and twirled pretty feet never stopped had no shame she vanished, her pretty feet never stopped
the king fumed this is how everyday the queen wears out 12 pairs of shoes that's how the tale goes yet again she vanished there is no stopping her feet they will walk, they will dance here and there merrily enraged the king said queen
why do you insult me? my pride's gone up in smoke i'm the laughing stock of every joke from today, i forbid you from stepping out! smiling at his words, the queen said king these walls of gold give me no joy give me freedom lord
take the wealth and set me free then in gusto everyday in abandon what she had never done she did with the lowlife a flower child bright and wild roamed, skipped, danced those pretty fair feet
those feet here there here, there, god knows where i think we should kiss now. - really? - yes. why do you think so? it's always the next step. it happens in every movie. - logic! - then? it's good that we are talking about it. these matters should bediscussed...
you can't just get swayed by emotions and... you've kissed! a little precaution goes a longway. so let's discuss this indetail... and arrive at a suitableconclusion. see it's important to weigh each option thoroughly... there are a 1000 issues! my marriage and all... we should plan this right...
how do we kiss? and which type of kiss? and what if we can't stop at akiss? correct! if we keep going at it, at which point do we stop? and in that frenzy, how will we know we've arrived.. ..at that point... to stop? we are items, both of us! imagine if someone heard us...
okay... we should stop. jordan! what do you think you're doing?! get away! but why? - why? you don't know why? because this is wrong! then why doesn't it feel wrong? what do you think, huh? what even gave you the idea you could try this with me?
that was a lot of fun though. it's not a joke. okay? it's serious. i've kissed before. even had sex. but what was this? from this point on... we could ruin everything...
but we shouldn't, right? so we won't. now you drop me home and... we won't meet again after this. it's too late, heer. it's going to be difficult. but that's what will happen. come on... start the motorbike.
start the bike. let's go... come. hi... so you are the friend! i'm the sister-in-law. meena. so dinner tomorrow, right? you haven't told him? he is really busy.
but i'm sure he has dinner. or you don't eat? no, no, you have to make ittomorrow. we're all very excited to meetyou. meena! - alright. wonderful. and we will take good care of you, don't worry. bye. bye. - bye.
i hope you're not in a hurry, are you? no, its nothing like that. there she is. hi... welcome. jay... i've heard a lot about you. like what? good things... from heer. you know something, jordan.
some of my friends are in the organising committee of yourprogram. and they asked me to volunteer as well... and i really wanted to... it would have been a lot offun... but i was busy the wholemonth... so i had to give it up. and jordan, let me tell you... ever since you've come toprague and heer has been meeting you... her health has improvedconsiderably.
in fact, dr. cermac was very happy and surprised. you really seem to have the magic touch... you know heer... you should join this program. brilliant! - oh no! why not? you should. think about it, you will really enjoy it. i want to hug you. shut up!
heer, i want to hug you. i'll wait behind the house. have you lost your mind? just shut up and leave. i'll wait even if you don'tcome... what do you want? stop, stop... magic touch! but how? - i don't know...
i don't know how... it's a statement of myhelplessness can't control this moment squeeze out all desire break you in my arms what i want, i don't know snatch you, let you go what do i do at this moment what do i do to become calm,
at peace let there be more this noise of breathing passion burn brighter fever rise higher let us meet more and burn more i meet you for the first time each time
should i snatch you or let yougo should i ask for you or turn you away i'm knotted up in desire untie me i'm a knock you're the closed door open up restlessness deep in my mind come let us live this dream
it just doesn't stop does not tire this storm of breath don't even come to know what burns where with fear with body and mind all trembling
with the scorch of desire blazes more fire burns and smoke rises there is smoke everywhere ustad jameel khan was right. you are a star. son, i'll pay you three times more than your contract! look at that, a miser like me is willing to give more! he is a craze in india too.
every day there's something new about him. he's busy. i'll say bye on the phone. you've kept my reputation among these people. now do the same in barcelona and paris. artiste... creative... always in their own world... that's why he is an artiste. just a minute... excuse me. let me just check if jordan isfree. i'll just be back.
bye... bye jordan. say bye and let mego. they are waiting for me. it will be a problem. let it be a problem. it won't be for you. you're going away. after that don't you want me to be happy in my home? i don't want you to be happy in your home.
don't you have any feelings atall? really, what do you feel aboutme? i feel that you should be here with me. right now. that's all i feel. then get lost! you only care about yourself. it's always about what you want. you are uncouth and rude!
we wouldn't have lasted sixmonths! thank god you're going away. are you deliberately fighting with me? i can't stand you any longer. you are deliberately fighting with me! then what did you think? that we would part on a happynote? so that when we meet again, you could have fun with meagain? are you mad? - i was then!
but not anymore! come here... i want to say bye properly. heer, you come here right now! go to hell! heer, i'm telling you... never again! so jordan... all of you... stay away from me! i'll get your boarding pass, come quick.
but make it quick, tiger! else i'll have a nervous breakdown. jordan? what the hell? what are youdoing? what have you done? have you gone mad? - heer... stay there... don't move! jay... he won't do anything. don't shoot! don't shoot, don't shoot. don't do anything.
don't touch him! it's okay! it's fine! heer? what's going on? there! your plan's worked. now i can never be happy in myhome. i only wanted to say goodbye. don't show me your face as long as i live! i don't want to see you again! get out!
today the media isn't here to cover an artiste. it's here to cover a criminal. there are cases of assault and intrusion against jordan inprague. platinum music has also suedhim. in this world of yours at every step man is wrong whatever i think is right and do
you say that it's wrong if i am wrong, then who isright? all i have to say about this is 'no comments'. how can you call the press and say 'no comments'? sir, isn't it a fact that you are releasing jordan's nextalbum? an album of the songs he recorded for you in europe? no comments. the album hits the stores and the artiste is in prison. that is my vision.
the little boy who grew up in this courtyard is now behindbars. negative, negative... the media loves everythingnegative. this is the very house thatjordan was kicked out of two years ago. to live by my wishes should i submit a petition toyou? that means you have more righton me than i do on myself my right
keep it here hey in these queues and these debts why do you strangle my habit of living? i am uncouth i'm from those parts where there is no modesty, noshame heart says that rituals are the fine of living
world is enemy everything is anti set them on fire my heart tells me live by your heart or die many years ago there was a jungle over here. a dense and fearsome jungle. then one day, a city came up in its place. neat and tidy houses, wideroads.
everything became planned and proper. but the day the jungle was torn down... a flock of birds... flew away forever. it never came back. i'm looking for those birds. has anyone seen them? no! anyone seen them?
eco-friendly protector of nature i too am nature with tradition, with society why you cut me up into pieces? why do you scatter me like this? why teach lessons of truth when you can't handle the truth
when someone speaks the truth you inflict rules and regulations on him your fear your love your praise keep to yourself it seems like jordan can't handle his new found success. this crowd here in lucknow can't believe that.. ..he didn't show up for hisconcert.
when its quite clear that... he was seen coming out of the lucknow airport this morning. has he lost it? you want me to lock him upagain? dhingra sir... - khatana... you better get him back to his senses. because i really feel like chopping him into tiny pieces. don't sir me! i'm losing my money, bloodyidiot!
i instructed all of you to watch his every move. sir, he left of his own will. "what did we take from theworld?" "what did the world give us?" "why should we care for theworld?" "did the world care for us?" even this day has come! when i have to drag you out of a brothel. you will be finished even before you start!
mark my words. your reputation is going from bad to worse. and you won't even realise when people start hating you. what's happened to you, jj? what are you becoming? what's your problem? look at yourself! do you want people to run away from you? you're listening to me, right?
what i'm saying is veryimportant. no, you can't! get lost! you can't talk like that! who do you think you are? anyone who meets you... gets put off by you! your popularity is going down... do you know that? all i want to know is that...
you should... yes, khatana bhai? khatana bhai. i understand what you're trying to tell me. i don't know why i act likethis. i can't seem to control myself. i don't like it. i don't even like myself. shouldn't i be happy right now? this is what i wanted.
but happiness is nowhere insight. it doesn't exist. it's like... only... as if bugs are biting me frominside. all the time. and all the time i'm... likethis... i... even i...
stop calling out my name! how long does it take? now do you believe me? this isjj... come, come, let's take apicture. photo... of course, we need some proof! sweety, come on. now it's my turn... talk to me, at least.
smile please. anybody else wants a photo? no more pictures? you guys done? should i leave? a five-album contract? and he can't perform anywhereelse. sir, isn't that too much? fine, don't sign. it's okay.
sir, sir... i've decided... you can stay at home. sir, just take a look... sir, i agree with everything you say except... om "may auspices chase away the darkness" swaha "my life is in your hands" swaha om "agreement can go to hell"swaha "dhingra, you've been thrammed"swaha
such an insult of mr. dhingra! that too of mr. dhingra! "everything is image, image is everything" swaha "you've been humiliated" swaha "do what the hell you can" swaha so, you're finished withdhingra... what's next? nimbus records, london. they want to sign you. and they will take over thelawsuits. why are they asking you?
they are afraid of you. it's this image you have. they thought i'm close to youand... are you? close? you can't forget her, can you? jordan, the casanova. the bad boy of music. secretly burning in someone'slove.
how cute! it will never happen, jordan. i am not heer. it's a story. front page. not in this condition, heer. i have bone marrow aplasia, jay. i'm not getting better. my condition will only worsen.
so, what do you want to do? i've been unfaithful to you,jay. i've crossed the line. i knew all along i was doing something wrong. i knew it every second. i was trying hard to stop myself but... i don't know what came over me. so what do you feel about himnow? this feeling will go away.
with time this will all go away. we'll talk after some time then. mandy... mandy... heer's sister? i need to talk to you. where can i meet you? 'wild youth'! come on wake up, i'm bored. you've slept enough.
this shouldn't have happened... sorry? can you step outside for asecond? shut the door. after what happened in prague... how dare you come in to myhouse? aren't you ashamed at all? you will hear from dad. you'll never come back hereagain.
go. i can't do that. i know myself. i will definitely stay withheer. heer is not in any condition to face any more drama, understand? she can't take even a littletension. she will collapse. precisely! nothing will happen to heer. don't worry.
you don't believe me, right? you think i'm not making anysense? but you will see. mom... she is dying anyway... your family wants to throw me out but don't you worry... i will come back. and before they can come in... let's have a quick kiss.
quick... they'll come in... - stop it... stay right there. but we don't have time. shut up! move away! listen heer, i will kiss you, no matter what you do. jordan, don't... i will killyou. okay, on your cheek... have you lost it? come on... by now we would've done it! jordan, i swear... i will...
how are you standing? she's just the same. but she was on her feet! she didn't get out of bed for three weeks. that's a good thing, right? but how? you want to talk to him? what are you doing, mandy? so, that's a no?
why doesn't he get it? she doesn't want to talk toyou. - give me the phone. listen... - when will you die? hello? hello heer? - yes, what? the doctor said you are dying,right? so when are you dying? even this is a joke? not at all, it's serious.
your factory doesn't produce blood anymore... i want to ask you... if there is a security alarm system in your house? what are you going to do? just asking... the security system in prague was very loud. even the lights came onimmediately. the whole situation changed. i had no idea such security systems existed.
some really hi-tech stuff. you shouldn't have stepped out. now... i will have to come to you. don't do this. i won't be able to bear it. i'm doing this? you said you didn't want to see me again... did i try to meet you?
did i even call you in the last two years? i tried not to even think aboutyou. but what happened? here you are... standing in front of me. don't you get it, heer? this is something else. that's bringing you and metogether. we couldn't stay apart, right?
we couldn't. i'm such a big celebrity, heer. i'm a star! i'm rich and famous... but i'm only burning inside... there's a restlessness... i'm only good with you, it's that simple. and it's the same with you. when i'm not around, you getafflicted with a life threateningillness...
your body stops producing blood. i'm dying, jordan! perhaps a few months or... a year. after that i'll be dead. and what if you don't die? what if nothing happens to you? then will you be mine? he's coming...
hold me closer... tighter! you are like a guitar. and these are your high notes... here... her blood count has improved. and you think this is because of jordan? do you know what kind of a person he is? virath... two weeks ago... heer didn't even have the strength to talk.
despite all our efforts she was sinking. her condition was getting worse by the day. now she goes for a walk... comes down for breakfast... and this blood report! whatever it is and... however it might be happening... you think i'm going tointervene? or stop it?
listen neena, she may lookcheerful from the outside.. ..but internally she is veryweak. even a little blood loss, could prove fatal. you've already said this. we are taking all the necessary precautions, right? neena please. be logical. there have been greater miracles in this world, animesh. we think we know life...
but life always manages to surprise us. wow, jordan! that's what i wondered, such a big star... doesn't he have to work? but every time i ask, he says "i'm free". twelve recordings, six showsand... a product launch have been cancelled. khatana bhai... - we've been served two legalnotices. i'm avoiding everyone.
what do i say? even i don't know where he is? for the past month... his phone has been switched off. and here he's using anotherphone! where is he... is he alive or dead... by god! so much drama! these international companies... they have an army of lawyers...
whose job is to make life miserable for people like us. that's his style... first he scares you and then saves you. but this time you aren't safe. this time you're going toprison. see? he just doesn't listen. i don't understand what to do with him. we'll figure that later.
what do you want him to do right now? the concert at kangra. and there are more concerts allover. kangra in himachal pradesh? mcleodgunj! the tickets for the concert have been sold. khatana bhai, understand this clearly. i'm not going to kangra or any other place. but i'm going there.
i want to go. i want to go to the hills. i want to see the himalayasagain. bike ride... sunrise... burn a bonfire at night... getting wet in the rain... walking through a forest... dense forest. and smoking a hookah! - okay. and you know jordan... that rockstar...
who takes chartered flights for his concerts. oh, that guy? yes, i want to see him performlive. so little time and so much todo! welcome to himachal pradesh. how do you like it here? jordan, we've seen her picture on you tube. what is her name? please introduce her. hold on!
don't report anything abouther, okay? why not? is she your girlfriend? how long have you beentogether? - when did you first meet her? don't click any pictures. it's said that she is married, is this true? really? who is her husband? sir, please tell us something. i'll break the cameras if you click her pictures. this story will definitely comeout. - no it won't!
jordan! come on now... stay right there. they are all gone. say bye and let me go. won't you listen to me? i am listening to you. am i not finishing the tour? thank you. you aren't listening to me.
at this time i should leave. fine... go! i won't get a bye? - bye. smile? finish the concerts and come back to me fast. all night i spin your yarn mandy, call jordan. tell him to come right now... right now! drive towards the back gate... into the emergency.
she can't be pregnant, right? neena, please! tell me that she's not pregnant. mandy... - heer isn't pregnant, is she? tell me! answer! even i know a thing or two about business. jj, what happened? what's the matter?
yes... okay... it's important to go, right? heer is still undergoingtransfusion. sir, i leave everything up toyou. no, sir. please try putting in a word. i'll call you back. jordan ji... i can't come right now... the operation is on...
someone is inside... sir, we also have our orders. not right now. i don't want any of this. i don't want to be big. my heart should not break, khatana bhai... my heart should not break. - yes, my dear... please khatana bhai, please do something... i have nothing else...
this shouldn't happen... please! are you happy now? you are responsible for this. mandy... - you put her into a coma, you b******! 'wild youth' wake up... let's go. you've killed her, jordan... remember that.
and i pray that you pay for it all your life! that you suffer every second. because you are her illness,jordan. you've killed her! innocent bird come home why do you wander strange lands ravaged and tired like a vagabond day and night
innocent bird come home a hundred bruises cover yourbody clothes of all deeds are dirty no matter how much you cut the air with your wings you'll never be able to escape yourself break the skies burn the world you won't be able to hideyourself take any path
you reside in you you'll come back to your ownhome innocent scavenging bird it's my small plea to you gorge on all of my flesh don't eat my eyes i hope to see my beloved you i have finally got
in a way that like i am your feelings close to you i am this is our world... only ours... there's no one else here. no journalists... no photographer...
no rules... no bone marrow aplasia... no hospital... no doctors... no contract... no court case... not your marriage... no stopping... no limits...
in this world... we can let go of everything. do you like our world, jordan? i won't be able to live outside. you don't need to live outside. you have to stay here. now. forever. you are
wherever hold me to your embrace i have given myself to you no barriers remain left between us for you you i have finally got finally got
from wherever to wherever let's wander without reason without asking anyone, we meet you are near me, with me the more i feel you the more i get you
in what way will this world snatch you from me you too are me what's there to fear now you are meant for me meant for me i've lost myself to you
and you i have won
