"Hi!" "I'm Raj!" "People have always called me a kid." "thatwas to suggest that I was an orphan." "Itwas then Mrs. Godinho came into my life and gave me her love." "Thatwas a signal that I was no longer all alone in the world." "She taught me something very nice." "Do so much good to others that they never lack goodness" "Itwas Mrs. Godinho who taught me music... and she wanted me to become a very big singer some day" "When I grew up, I started dreaming of someone" "My dream-girl this was a signal that there was someone, who was made only for me" "I can't explain why, but I think Mumbai is the city... where a career and my dream-girl await me" "You mustwonderwhat `signals' I'm talking about" "According to Mrs. Godinho, God always gives us the right signals" "And it is we who can't see them" "I've always been fond of body-building" "Which is why I've kept away from cigarettes and alcohol" "If there is something I ever drink, it's a cup of hot tea" "A cup of hot tea!" "And my beloved to make me drink it up" "May she be dark of skin, or fair" "But someone who will embrace me" "I wish I could meet her;" "and every sorrow would vanish" "When I leave home every morning, after giving her a kiss" "And every moment I spend then missing her" "For her, I will live and die" "What else have I to do?" "There will be happiness for me" "But nothing will have meaning without her" "May she be fair of skin, or even dark" "But she will embrace me" "Every sorrow would vanish, if only I could have her" "She'll open the door for me, when I return every evening" "She'll hug me tightly and say she loves me" "She come to me all dressed up" "And relieve me of the stress of the day" "She'll be different from the others" "She'll be my wife" "A cup of hot tea" "And my beloved to make me drink it" "May she be fair-skinned or dark" "But someone who will care for me" "All my worries would vanish, if only I could have her" "There it is!" "The signal to go to Mumbai!" "Raja!" " Aba!" "Hurry up, buddy!" "How are you?" " Delighted!" "At last!" "You've got the green signal to come to Mumbai!" "Knowwhat Mrs. Godinho says?" "In Mumbai, you will make your life and find ittoo" "Watch out!" "You're going to be a superstar in a few days!" "You'll find your dream-girl too!" "So how's your uncle?" " Don't mention that name." "Why not?" " The bloody miser!" "God had rather made me an orphan, than give me an uncle like him!" "I thought I'd put up with you and your uncle." "He doesn't let me live with him." "Why would he allow you?" "Really?" " Of course." "So what do you do for a living?" "And where do you stay?" "I work at my uncle's fruit-juice shop, all right!" "But I live in my own house." " What?" "Oh yes!" " Your own house?" "A house in Mumbai!" "Do you like it?" "Great, isn't it?" " What place is this, by the way?" "Now look;" "I have nothing that God has given me." "Whatever I have is what I got from the Municipality!" "It's a gift from the city of Mumbai!" "Priceless stuff, I must say." " All stolen." "Real hard work, I say." "And what do you call the place?" " My home." "It's better than living on the pavements!" "If it wasn't for the roof and the walls, it's worse than the pavements!" "You can't think of bathing without water, can you?" "So you mustn't call your house names." "Life is difficult in this city." "You'll get to know very soon." "That I know." "This is the city where I will find everything." "Now tell me; what should be my first step in the city?" "Simple." "You must buy a bike." " What has that to do with singing?" "This is a city of pretenses." "Those with vehicles take off before anyone else." "We'd need money for that." " Sure, we would." "Let me open the Reserve Bank's locker." " Hurry up." "Here you are!" "Count it!" " Not me." "Do it yourself." "It's 500 bucks!" " How about the time deposit?" "Here's another 500 Rupees!" "That makes it a grand!" "But how will we get a bike in 1000?" " We've just got to open an account." "The same old gag, you mean?" "Damn it!" "You have given me these post-dated checks, thank you." "Now for the last formalities." "Sign the papers and take away the bike." "Go ahead, son." "Sign it." "What's biting someone?" " Not me." "It's out there!" "It's four guys against one!" "Listen, son..." "that isn't unusual." "Guys who issue dud checks get beaten up like that." "Those guys are from the financing agency." "They have their own style of recovering money." "Dangerous style!" " 35 checks out of 36 were honored." "But his last check bounced." "Why?" " Such beating for one dud check?" "Sure... but you needn't worry." "Why not?" " You guys come from good families." "Do we?" "!" "Forget our checks." "We even carry cash that bounces!" "He doesn't, he means." " Right!" "That's my pen!" "That's not the way you sit?" " This is Mumbai." "You never know who does what behind your back." "Get going." "I'll handle the rear end!" "Hold it!" "Here's the studio!" "The guard saluted us because we arrived on a bike." "Orthey wouldn't care!" "This is a very big studio." "There's no one here, ma'am..." " No meetings without an appointment!" "Abdul!" "You're empty-handed!" "No fruit-juice for me?" "No juices." "I bring a singertoday." "Raju." "My friend from Goa." "What a singer!" "... is Mr. Mishra in?" "Please hold this blazer." "We'll go and see him." "Punk!" "I don't get to see the owner in the ten years I do the rounds here!" "And you guys justwalk in and getto meet him!" "Listen, bag of bones!" "He'd blow you away with his breath!" "No!" "Don't breathe...!" "Go on inside!" "What's your problem?" " They've gone in." "So will I." "I won't let you in!" " I'll force my way in!" "Whatwill you do in there?" " Well...?" "What will I?" "Why was I here, mister?" " To ask for the whereabouts." "This address, right?" " Yes." "Take Bus No. 80." "Get off at the last stop." "That's where your house is." "Thank you very much!" "Bus No. 80..." "Absent-minded man!" "He forgets to sing once he's here... and goes back home." "It's been happening for 10 years!" "Mr. Mishra, that friend of mine I spoke about is here." "He's a great singer." "Give him a chance, sir." "It'd make his life." "Everyone who comes here claims he's a great singer." "Does anyone say he can't sing?" "When is Sonu Nigam arriving?" " Any moment now, sir." "The name is Raju." "From Goa." "I want to be a singer." "Throw him out, guys!" " Relax..." "I want to be a singer." "Do you know, darling;" "I'm in love with you" "You know it, darling;" "I'm in love with you" "I'd do anything for you" "What a singer!" "You're fantastic!" "You're a top singer!" "Oh yes you are!" "I'll be a singer, won't I?" " Will you?" "Who made Udit Narayan what he is?" "I did!" "And who made Kumar Sanu's career?" "I did!" "And Mohammad Rafi...?" " Rafi, too?" "No!" "He made my career!" "Now quickly record your songs and bring the cassette to me." "Isn't it the music companies which records the songs, sir?" "I'll explain this to you." "I've heard you sing." "But how's the boss of my company, Mahesh Hirwani, going to do that?" "I want your songs recorded so he can listen to it." "How much will it cost us to have the songs recorded?" "Maybe a hundred thousand or 150,000 150,000?" "!" " Maybe 200,000 200,000?" "!" "You have the talent." "You're going to make money!" "200,000 bucks!" "That isn't money we can find in our pockets!" "My careerwill be finished for 200,000" "We haven't money for 2 liters of petrol." "And he wants 200,000!" "I can't push this anymore." " Get your Uncle to pay for gas." "I'll go to him." "He must be angry I haven't still gone to the shop." "We'll buy gas with the money I bring from him." "Who's made a shop out ofthis bus shelter?" "Hey mister... who's made a shop out of that?" "It's still a bus-shelter, mister." "A company's beautifying it." "Still a bus stop!" "Strange!" "It looks like a shop!" "That's a shop, Aba." " It's a bus stop." "It's a shop!" " A bus stop!" "Take a good look." "That's your uncle's new shop." "You look very happy." "Have you scored with a girl?" "No, uncle." " Why are you late, bloody dog!" "I got held up, uncle!" "Butwhy are you eating the remains?" "Remains, eh?" "I'll tell you." "This is a sweet-lime." "The juice in it is my principal." "Everything else in it is my interest." "And you know, I never let go of my interest!" "You've earned so much in interest." "You must at least eat well, uncle." "God is kind." "I eat the remains of sweet-lime and orange." "I used to sell sugarcane juice when I first came to Mumbai." "Fortwo years, I lived only on the remains of sugarcane!" "I'm glad, you didn't sell coconuts." " Shut up!" "You've turned up after lunch-hour." "You lose half your salary!" "I have news, uncle." "A friend of mine from Goa is selling his shop." "What's the big deal?" "He isn't giving it away forfree, is he?" "It's as good as free, uncle!" "How much would a 20 by 10 sq. feet space sell for at Carter Road, Bandra?" "For anything between 1.5 or 2 million." "He's giving it away at 200,000!" "At 200,000?" "Butwhy's he giving it away so cheap, my boy?" "He lives in Goa." "How'd he know of the prices in Mumbai?" "He's selling it at Goa's prices." "By Jove!" "I'm going to buy that shop!" "I'm going to buy it!" "Where is this friend of yours?" " Out there... must I call him?" "No!" "Don't call him in!" "Let him remain there." "I'll get some unadulterated juice for him." "Go on..." "Hurry up, my boy!" "The miser's fallen for it." "Do you want 20,00,000 instead?" "Don't be greedy." "We need 200,000." "And that's all we'll take." "This is Raju, uncle." "And that's my uncle." "Notworthy of any praise." "Sit down..." "and have some juice." "You're my nephew's friend, after all." "My nephew told me that you're in trouble and want to sell your shop." "Don'tworry." "You will have no problems till I'm around!" "I'll buy that shop!" "No sweat, uncle." "There was this chap here today." "The deal's almost through." "But the deal hasn't been struck." " No!" "We only got talking!" "No deal yet." " And why not?" "He wanted to pay me by check." "I want cash because I'm leaving for Goa." "He wants it in cash, you see." " I see!" "You can never say with these guys!" "You must always get paid in cash!" "I'll pay it to you in cash." "Just you come with me!" "C'mon!" "He really doesn't deserve any praise!" "Here's 200,000!" "200,000?" "Or is it two watermelons?" "Dangerous times, you know." "I've got to hide my dough!" "I put back in the fruitwhat I earn from it... open it!" "My word, Uncle!" "If only I knew..." "I'll start my new shop tomorrow and serve you the first fruit-juice!" "It's made, uncle!" "The shop's got made!" "Why's he laughing so much?" " He's happy, you see." "He's going to Goa and he's delighted." "Fantastic!" "You've got the dough!" "We'll make a great cassette!" "And you will be the superstar!" "This is the first time it has happened in my 17 or 18 years" "This is the first time it has happened in my lifetime" "There's someone..." "There's someone I keep thinking about all the time" "I dream of her, on silent nights" "Lost I am, in things I do not know" "The breeze blows the veil in the air" "It sets my heart racing" "Steady me, my friends" "I seem to be losing myself" "Caught up, I always am, in these tresses" "Footsteps awaken me" "Why am I always chasing memories?" "My heart beats in loneliness" "I don't know whom it pines for" "Tell me, someone." "I want to know..." "What's wrong with me?" "Include my name too in the list of the crazy lovers" "This is the first time it has happened in my lifetime" "There is someone..." "There is someone I keep thinking about all the time" "Hey!" "What's up with you?" "Stop dreaming!" "You are the real star." "He's only shaking his leg." "And the guys are going ga ga over the girls!" "You're going to be a big star!" "This cassette... it's worth 200,000." "Once the music company owners listens to it... he's going to be fantastic!" "Let Misra make you star." "I'll deal with my uncle later." "How are you...?" " Okay." "Why the long face?" "Where's Misra?" " Up there." "Up there?" "Have they built another floor?" "No." "He's dead." "No, Misraji!" "You can't leave me like this!" "This was no age for him to die!" "You wouldn't have died had you waited for some more days!" "I want to die!" "Deliver me, O Lord!" "Look!" "There's the owner of Music Gramophone Company..." "Mahesh Hirwani!" "Go and see if the ambulance has arrived." "Get up... hurry!" "It's okay... relax." "What's all this, Maheshji!" " He's dead... so what?" "Do you know what he wanted most?" " Sure." "He wanted my company to be at the forefront." "No?" "All right." "He wanted our company to always find the money... right?" "No!" " No?" "So what did he say?" "What's he saying?" "Mr. Mishra wanted him to be a successful singer!" "What?" "!" "These bloody aspirants..." "Take them away..." "I wonder where these guys land up from!" "Take the madcap away!" "Go on." "Weeping can make you tired." " Sure." "Why are they noting our license number?" " Must be a no-parking zone." "Butwhen did the traffic cops take to dressing like that?" "They aren't the cops brothers, are they?" "No..." "I think they're those thugs!" "The first check we issued has bounced!" "Go on..." " I'll find a way." "What's the point in eying the bike now?" "What do you mean?" " The guy who owned it is dead." "What do you mean?" " He's dead." "His body's lying inside." "We'd even get the corpse to pay us, okay?" "C'mon guys!" "Sit!" "The moment I open my shop, the customers make a beeline for it!" "That's what you get when you have a shop on a busy road!" "Thanks a million, Lord!" "Let the queues continue!" "Where have they gone?" "They must've taken my shop for a bus-shelter!" "It's an earthquake!" "Help!" "Everything's okay out there..." "so why's my shop being shaken up?" "Somebody stop them!" "Police!" "Police!" "What's happening here?" " Stop them, lnspector!" "They've squeezed my shop!" "Who asked you to start a shop at a public bus shelter?" "Is this a bus-shelter?" "!" "No!" "It can't be true!" "This is a railway station!" "There'll be trains here soon!" "Have you gone mad?" " Sure!" "I've gone mad!" "I've gone mad...!" "I've lost 200,000!" "My stuff is all garbage!" "Stop this guy!" "He's the one who has robbed me!" "Stop!" "Where do you think you're going?" "!" "Get down!" "Get down!" "Inspector!" "Itwas this guy who sold me that shop!" "Look... your uncle." "There are cops too." "Who sold the shop to you?" " Good God!" "He's the one who sold it to me!" "He's the one!" "The bloody crook!" "Get him, constables!" "Go on, mister..." "he's targeting everyone." "What the hell have I done...?" "Forgive me...!" "Get him, constables!" "This guy's really gone mad!" "It's my misfortune, Aba." "We've lost 200,000." "And I haven't even got to be a star." "Neither did I find my dream-girl nor is my dream realized." "God keeps giving us those signals." "But we're fools not to notice them." "Take Misra's death, for instance." "That is to suggest that I have entered the wrong lane." "Mrs. Godinho's back there in Goa." "I think I'll go to her." "What?" "You have ruined my life." "And you'll go back to Mrs. Godinho?" "Very well." "You had to come along and spoil things even more for me." "There's your signal..." "so go to Goa!" "You've been a great support, Aba." " And that was a mistake?" "I'll give you something before I leave." "Whatwill you give me anyway?" " The bike's all yours." "The keys belong to you." "And this cassette is for your uncle." "Those thugs will beat me up forthe bike... and my uncle will beat me up forthis bloody cassette!" "Happy Diwali, fatso!" " What Diwali?" "!" "He's only wishing you." " I'm doomed, anyway!" "Now either kill me." "Or I'm going to kill myself!" "Right now!" "Do you want to kill someone?" "Look at this." "It's a bride." "The train's coming..." "get out of the way!" "Get the hell out of there!" "Don't be crazy!" "Leave the girl alone!" "Get out, Raju!" "The train's coming!" "Thank God forthe car which saved her life!" "Take herto the operation theatre and inform Dr. Chander." "Quick!" "Do you know her, sir?" " Of course." "Who brought her here?" " Her husband did." "I want you to check this man's mental health." "He started a fruit-juice shop at a bus shelter." "We want to know if he's really mad orwhether he's faking it." "Why have you come in here?" "Please go out." "This is an operation theatre." " Take him away." "No..." "I won't go out." "That's the lady's husband." "Please, doctor..." " Now look, son." "but you must go out." " Please don't do that, doctor." "Nothing will happen to your wife." " My wife...?" "Oh yes!" "My wife!" "She's lying there all-alone!" "And I've never let her be lonely." "How can I leave her like this?" "Please let me be here with her." "Quietly." "In a corner." "The nurse's given me a sleeping pill." " An injection." "Not a pill." "May I sit down?" "What's happened to my child?" "What's wrong, dear?" "On the day of a festival?" "How's Pooja, K.D.?" "What injuries has she received?" "No injuries as such." "She has suffered a head injury." "Back there... at the rear end." "Because of which she had a brain hemorrhage." "Because of the force of the blood, she's now in a coma." "We have conducted an operation to lessen the pressure on her mind." "In medical terms, we call this a state of coma vigil" "Which means, she can hear, listen and understand." "But she can't speak." "Pooja will be all right, won't she?" "If only you had agreed to Pooja's marriage with Romi, sir... we wouldn't have had to see this day." "But Pooja is already married!" " What?" "She was brought here in a bridal dress." "It was her husband who saved her." "Romi...?" " Of course." "Where is he?" "Romi has risked his own life to save Pooja." "Did you... jump before a speeding train to save Pooja's life?" "I only did my duty." " You have saved not Pooja alone... you have saved the whole family, son." "Why only Pooja?" "I'd have done it for anyone in her place." "I was wrong, son." "We turned down the match, without even meeting you." "We thought you weren't good enough for Pooja and for ourfamily." "I have nothing to do with what you thought and what you nowthink, sir." "That's because..." " How were we to know, son...?" "that you'd be the angel to come into our lives?" "Thank a million, Lord, for sending him into Pooja's life." "Now look, ma'am." "I have nothing to do with Pooja or you." "Just please forgive me." "And please let me go." "Don't say such things, son." "I realize I've made a mistake." "That I should have at least have met you!" "I should have tried to understand you." "Please forgive me, son." "Please forgive me..." " Who are you folks?" "Who on earth are all of you...?" "Please let me go... please!" "My boss is asking for pardon." "You mustn't leave Pooja in this state!" "I seek your pardon, sir!" "I have enough tensions in life." "I've got to sing..." "I mean, go!" "...how am I going to explain?" "!" "Get this straight, my good man." "I must see Mr. Oberoi." "Maybe." "But he's in the icu after a heart attack." "You can't see him." "Damn it!" "Is this a hospital or is it a prison?" "Now look;" "I'm not keeping well." "I'm going to get a heart attack." "Let me meet him..." " Skip the drama!" "Well, all right." "Here you are." "You're trying to bribe me, are you?" "I'm not going to let you in at all!" "What a madcap!" "Make him see reason!" "What are you doing here?" "Go to yourwife." "Look at him!" "He barged into a funeral the other day." "And he's here today." "You let those two-penny guys in and stop rich folks like me!" "That chap is Mr. Bharat Oberoi's son-in-law." "Maybe... what?" "!" " That's right." "Mr. Bharat Oberoi's son-in-law." "He's Pooja's husband." "Pooja even has a husband..." "the jerk!" "Why am I always the fall guy?" "I'm not blaming you." "Butwhy me?" "I'm leaving now." "Tell yourfolks that I'm not Romi." "That you metwith an accident and I happened to be there to save you... is a signal that you have a long life ahead of you." "And make sure you drive slowly in future." "What is it now?" " I've heard what you said to her." "Have you?" "Then you must know I'm Raj." "I'm not Romi." "So go and tell them!" "Please!" " No!" "I can't tell them!" "My boss has had a heart attack." "I can't tell him all that." "You don't think I'm a doctor, do you?" " You knowwhat state Pooja is in." "Should I tell him that you're not Romi..." "I don't know what'll happen." "Please stay back!" "I have seen hope in his eyes since you have arrived." "Who are you anyway?" "And what makes you so interested?" "I'm nothing more than an accountant." "But I've been with him for 30 years." "He has always treated me like a brother." "I beg for his life..." "Please don't go away." "He treats me like nothing, okay?" "So I beg of you for my life..." "I've taken enough in life anyway." "Give me a break." "Please!" "See?" "... now step aside." "Son-in-law!" "How are you?" " You, sir?" "Don't embarrass me by calling me sir!" "Son-in-law?" " You're Pooja's husband." "Why didn't you tell me you're Mr. Oberoi's son-in-law?" "Fantastic!" "You are Mr. Oberoi's son-in-law!" "What's fantastic about that?" "It's indeed amazing, son-in-law." "Honestly, when I saw you weeping at Misra's funeral the other day..." "I knew for sure that it was a son-in-law... that you have the Goddess's blessings." "What a melodious way of crying!" "Indeed!" "I've yet to see a son-in-law cry, errr... sing, like you!" "You are undoubtedly the son-in-law No. 1!" "And what happens to this cassette?" " To hell with this one!" "I'll have a fresh one recorded for you... just you see!" "I'll give it a release so grand that no son-in-law I mean, no singer has ever had!" "So just drop in at my office tomorrow." "The son-in-law..." "my Statue of Liberty!" "Find Romi quickly, Goverdhan." "Brother's been asking for him." "Go ahead." "I'll find him." "Romi ought to be with my brother." "That's what the doctor says." "So bring him quickly." "God Almighty... where will I bring him from?" "And whatwill I tell them?" "Stop crying..." "Romi's here." "Really?" " Yes." "I thoughtthat if playing Romi could save Bharatbhai's life... so why not?" "Saving a life is anyway a noble deed." "You're a great boy..." "Let's go." "He's asking for you." "Open your eyes, Bharat..." "look who's here." "I will hold something against you." "Why wasn't I born as your son?" "Open Sesame!" " Hey!" "This is her bag." "Correction." "It was hers." "It now belongs to us." "Look!" "Jewellery worth half a million." "A laptop." "The stuff's worth over a million!" "My life is made, Raju!" "I'm shedding tears of joy!" " Don't cry." "I'll return the bag." "Return it?" "!" "Whateverfor?" " To steal is a sin, Aba." "I see!" "A sin, eh?" "We conned my uncle into buying a bus shelter as a shop." "Wasn't that a sin?" "We did that for my career." " I see." "Wasn't it a sin to issue a check for 30,000 when you had just 1000?" "Thatwas to further my career." " Oh great!" "For your career!" "And now that I land some dough, it's all wrong!" "Now look;" "I did every wrong only for my career." "And I've got my break." "Who's giving it to you?" " Know whose daughter she is?" "She's the daughter of Bharat Oberoi!" "And Mahesh Hirwani...?" " What's up?" "Is he dead?" " He's giving me the break!" "I see." "He's going to die soon." "Know what Mrs. Godinho always says?" "We meet God at every step in life;" "it's just that we don't recognize him." "Have you ever been drenched in the rains?" "Sure." "On many occasions." " Has anyone offered you an umbrella?" "Sure." " You didn't recognize him" "I did." "It was Babban!" " It wasn't Babban..." "It was God!" " God?" "Babban?" "Have you ever lay there, without anything to eat?" "It's happened so many times." " Did someone come and feed you?" "Sure." "The milkmaid did." " It wasn't the milkmaid." "That was God, too." "I met God last night too." "And God gave me a break." " I see!" "God has given you the break!" "How could I forget to tell you?" "I met God last night too." "Who?" " The one who gave you the break... and gave me this bag!" " Hold it!" "I'm going to return that bag!" " You can't take away what God gives!" "God hasn't given you that bag, Aba." "You've stolen it from him." "And it's a sin to steal from God." "Give that to me, Aba." "Take it!" "No!" "Not anymore, please!" "How are you?" " I'm okay, no thank you." "How many fingers are these?" " Five, thank you!" "And who am I?" " The lnspector!" "Where are you, at the moment?" " In a hospital, no thank you!" "Was that a bus-stop or was it a fruit-juice stall?" "It was a bloody bus stop!" "Looks like he's all right, doctor." "Are you hungry?" " I'm famished!" "What will you eat?" " Remains of all the fruits!" "Give him some more shock, doctor." "He isn't all right." "No worry." "That's the mental ward." "Such noises are commonplace." "It's day already... wake up." "Here's your bag." "It was with my friend." "You'll find everything intact." "Except 5000 Rupees, which my friend has spent." "But I'll return the money as soon as you regain consciousness." "I had told you that I would never meet you again." "But Mr. Goverdhan has requested me to stay back... and play Romi till your dad gets well." "I have my interests at heart too." "I'm a singer, you know?" "Mahesh Hirwani is going to release an album of mine... because he thinks I'm your husband." "My life is made!" "Someday I will recite a song for you." "Why someday?" "Let me recite it for you right now." "You must give me a big hand if you like the song, okay?" "Itwill laugh;" "itwill cry" "Itwill find someone;" "and itwill lose someone" "In solitude, itwill suffer" "That's every heart in love" "Come, Romi... they're asking for you." "Has Mr. Goverdhan arrived?" " Not yet." "But come on." "They want to ask you something." "What?" "What do they want to ask?" " Why are you scared?" "I'll come after Mr. Goverdhan arrives." "Of course he will arrive." "Now come on..." "C'mon!" "How can I believe that you are Romi?" "Give it a thought." "When the accident occurred, Pooja was at the wheels and you..." "That's Monty from America." "He's my sister-in-law's son." "And this is Romi." "I can't believe he's Romi." "Any proof?" " I am the proof." "I know he's Romi." "Pooja had once introduced me to him." "Really?" "When was that?" " Actually, when Pooja and I... went to buy a computer for her, we had lunch together." "Right?" "You have spoilt her with your indulgence." "You kept her secretwithout telling us anything." "I thought I'd tell you when the time came." "When are we doing the recording, sir?" " We're doing it, son-in-law... it'll be done in good time." "Just don't worry!" "Don't mention his name as son-in-law on the album." "He's kidding!" "The album will have it in bold print:" "Romi!" "Not Romi." "It oughtto be Raj." " Raj?" "Your name is Romi!" " Right." "Butthe album will say Raj." " Why?" "Why did Yusuf Khan choose to call himself Dilip Kumar?" "Because thatwas a lucky name for him." "I see!" "So Raj is a lucky name for you!" "So we'll call you Raj." "What's the big deal?" "When are we doing the recording?" " We're busy this year." "But I promise." "Yours will be the first album next year." "A year?" "Impossible!" "I had told you, Raj." "HMV promises to release the album in 3 months." "And what did Polygram say?" " 15 days, they promised." "So let's go!" " Hold it, guys" "You guys getworked up for nothing!" "Wow!" "You're into Moonwalking!" "You're a born star!" "Sit down..." "Go on." " What for?" "It'll require at least 8 days to..." " 8 days!" "That's a very long time." " Be reasonable, guys." "You know what a busy music composer Anu Malik is, don't you?" "He's away in Europe." "You must wait for him to return." "Besides, Pooja's in hospital." "Would it be okay... to record itwithout her?" " It's Pooja I'm doing all this for." "Pooja will spring to herfeet, the moment she listens to my song." "Mr. Goverdhan!" " Congratulations!" "All ourtensions are over!" " They're over!" "We have no problems in future!" " No problems!" "Let's go and tell Bharatbhai the truth!" "Here's where the problem lies." "I won't tell Bharatbhai the truth." "Why not?" " I don'twant to!" "Like you didn'twant it earlier." " You have evil on your mind." "No matter what." "I won't tell him!" " I'll go and tell him then." "So I'll tell him!" "I'll go and tell him the truth!" " I'll tell him too... aboutthe conspiracy you had hatched!" " What plan?" "Whose plan?" " Have you forgotten what you told me?" "The old man has millions!" "He'll die of a heart attack." "That you'd strangle the girl and we'd split the millions between us!" "What rubbish..." "are you talking!" "I could never imagine you'd be such a cheapskate!" "I'm not a cheapskate!" "You're compelling me to be one!" "Go out..." "I've got to make her change." " Okay, we're going out." "Not him." "He's her husband." "He'll help me." "Go on... please." " Listen to me!" "Please pull that sheet." "She has..." "She has a mole there!" " God!" "Disgusting!" "Bloody disgusting!" "I've never seen such a husband." "He shut his eyes... when I asked him to change his wife's clothes and grabbed my skirt!" "You're an amazing man!" "You aren't as rotten as I thought you were." "And you're a much better man than I thought you to be." "You know Mahesh Hirwani, don't you?" "Sure." "I do know him." "What is it about?" "He thinks I'm really Bharatbhai's son-in-law." "How many fingers on my hand?" " Five fingers, thank you!" "Who am I?" " The lnspector, no thank you!" "And who's that?" " The doctor!" "Are you hungry?" " I'm famished, I swear!" "And what will you eat?" " Rice and lentil-curry." "Anything!" "Very good!" "He seems to be all right now, doctor." "Now tell me; why did you start a fruit-juice stall at a bus stop?" "There was this scoundrel who claimed to own it and sold it to me!" "How much did you buy it for?" " 200,000!" "Whom did you buy it from?" "Speak up... whom did you buy it from?" "Itwas that scoundrel I bought it from!" "Itwas that scoundrel!" "He isn't all right, doctor!" "Give him the shock!" "Once the recording is over, I'll tell them that I'm not Romi." "Know something?" "Whatwould God lose if you were the real Romi?" "Are you coming or going?" "I've been looking for you." "Mr. Goverdhan!" "It's you he's talking to!" "I couldn't tell whether he was talking on the phone or addressing me." "I have news for you." "There was a call from Jahnvi." "Really...?" "That's my daughter who called." "What did she say?" " She's returning to India tomorrow." "I want some important medicine from the U.S. Could Jahnvi bring it?" "You ought to be happy your daughter is returning." "Jahnvi and Pooja keep no secrets." "She must surely know about Romi too." "Jahnvi and Pooja are more like sisters." "Even at home, no one has ever discriminated between them." "They've grown up together." "Should Pooja have something, Jahnvi too got it." "Whenever the bangles tinkle..." "Whenever the anklets tinkle..." "Whenever it pours..." "My heart calls out" "My love, O my beloved" "Day in and day out, my heart calls out..." "My love, O my beloved" "Why is there a pounding in my heart?" "Why does it pine so?" "What have you done to my heart, O heartless one?" "My sleep vanishes;" "I'm restless" "The things that loneliness does to me" "My face is flushed of its color" "I lower my eyes out of shyness" "I feel shy, even when I look at the mirror" "Why have you made me pine...?" "Why have you taken away my peace?" "Whenever a boy meets a girl... it awakens a desire in my heart" "When the bridal cymbals are played somewhere" "Whenever they deck up the bridal palanquin..." "I go crazy at heart and yell out" "Please come with me." "I have something to discuss with you." "I'll be back soon." " Okay, father." "Can't you see where you're going?" "That's Jahnvi... my daughter." "Why does it always happen to me?" " What happened?" "Nothing really..." "I thought I'd run away from here." "And I ran into my life..." "must I run away now?" "Or mustn't I?" "No need to run away!" "Jahnvi has never met Romi!" "She only spoke to him over the phone." "Care for some tea?" " No thank you." "No... don't cry, Biji." "You mustn't cry." "Make her see reason, dad..." "We ought to be happy that Pooja's life was saved." "We were saved before something drastic could happen." "And what's so seriously wrong anyway?" "I spoke to the doctor before I arrived." "Know something?" "This is exactly what happened to Superman, too." "Yes!" "And he's back to his flying ways already." "All Pooja now has to do is to simply get up." "We've taken enough of your drama, okay?" "Remember?" "You had planned a dance competition for us, on my return?" "You were supposed to do an Indian dance and I'd perform a Western." "I've even learnt new steps!" "All right... now tell me how's your married life?" "I've penned a couplet." "Want to hear it?" "I've filled up tubs with my tears, as I remember you" "The uncouth man that you are;" "you simply bathe in it!" "What happened, dear?" " I ran into a madman out there." "I went to wash the cold-drink he spilt on me." "You washed itwith yourtears, did you?" "God protect your friendship with her." "Come, Jahnvi." "Let me introduce you to Romi." "That's Romi." "This is Jahnvi." "And you said she hadn't ever met Romi!" "That's what I thought." "That she had only spoken to him overthe telephone." "Have you seen Romi?" " No." "Pooja told me that he was short, had brown eyes and curly hair." "But this chap..." "In that case, you're not Jahnvi either." "Pooja told me that Jahnvi's fat and ugly... that she's squint-eyed and has a bucktooth." "But all that is not true." "You're very beautiful." "Getwell, Pooja." "And I'll fix you!" "Tell him, Biji." "It's Diwali today." "We won't be celebrating it... butwe must have a prayer." "We have to adhere to our customs." "So come over to our place this evening." "Okay?" " Certainly." "It's your place too, son." "Glory be to the Goddess of Wealth" "The Gods too pay obeisance to You" "Glory be to Thee" "My husband got this bungalow built when my son was just 15 years old." "The prasad." " You look beautiful." "Knowwhat Mrs. Godinho says?" "It's fun to celebrate Diwali with yourfamily." "Take some prasad?" " It has 150 calories!" "I can't eat that!" " Go on." "It's in the name of God." "All right." "I'll try some." "You're calorie-conscious, aren't you?" "No wonder you have such a great figure." "Happy Diwali everybody!" "Please give me a smile!" "Welcome, Master." "Let me introduce you to my son-in-law." "Your son-in-law?" " Yes." "He's Pooja's husband, Romi." "I've met him." " Forget it." "I have forgotten it." "Please remind me where." "He's a singer." "He's training Pooja in classical dance." "But he has this characteristic..." "he's very absent-minded." "So tell me where we have met lt'll refresh my memory." "Must I?" "In everybody's presence?" " Sure!" "Go ahead." "The Master and I participated in a dance-contest." "He danced so well that he dropped his pants." "Did that really happen?" " Yes... have you forgotten it?" "But you mustn't forget that he's Pooja's husband, Romi." "May I show Romi Pooja's room, dad?" " Certainly." "Why just the room?" "The house belongs to him... go on." "This is Pooja's room." " It's nice." "And where's your room?" " This is the one." "And which is Pooja's room?" " This is our room." "Didn't Pooja tell you that we share the room?" "She did." "And I forgot." "So many perfumes... but why have two of each?" "That's because Pooja likes whatever I like... and I also take a liking to whatever Pooja approves of." "Look at this... we even have the same kind of cell-phones." "Aren't they nice?" "But what happens if the two of you fall for the same guy?" "That's impossible." " Why?" "Because Pooja has already approved of you, Romiji." "Don't you approve of me then?" " Well, I do." "But not in the same way." " In what way, then?" "Pooja told me that you're good at poetry." "So tell me the first couplet you recited for Pooja." "Everyone I come across... appears to be like you" "Looks like I'm going to go mad... for, I'm in love with you..." "I wait for you" "No wonder Pooja loves you so much, Romi ji." "What the hell are you doing?" "!" "I didn't know your preferences had changed so much in six years!" "Oh come on!" "I'm pretty hung up myself." "It's her I see every place." "I find her in you, too." " Really?" "... happens, I guess." "Does it really?" " Of course." "Lovers are like alcoholics." "They imagine the bottle everywhere." "But spare me and let me go to sleep." "I was dreaming about the milkmaid." "Know what...?" "Will we only dream about girls?" "Get up." "What's up with you?" "I've got your address with great difficulty." "What's so difficult?" "This is an easy place to find." "What would you like to drink?" "Let me get something." "Aba!" "Get up!" " Who's that?" "Me..." "Jahnvi's here." "How about some juices?" "Sorry!" "No juices!" "That's my friend, Aba." "Greetings!" "And good-bye!" " Good-bye!" "Dad says you have fulfilled his desire for a son." "He has sent you this little gift." " Oh yes." "Small guitar indeed." "What's in the guitar anyway?" " The car-keys." "What car is it?" " An Opel." "It's out there." "Why's it out there?" " Because it can't be brought in." "Dad has had the left-wing of the bungalow vacated for you." "You will live with us." "He has given me status with all this respect." "On the other hand, he belittles me by asking me to live with them." "Thank Dad on my behalf." "All I want is love." "Your love." "And love from everyone else." "Because there is nothing I can give you, except for my love." "Know what Mrs. Godinho always says?" "Those who possess love are never to be considered poor." "How about some tea and buns?" "Abdul!" "At least send for some tea and buns!" "Looks like you've won again." "I've won again!" "Maybe you're lucky at both." "Maybe you're beloved is very much with you... and you don't know it." "I don't understand." " Let me explain." "As Mrs. Godinho always says..." "God shows us the signal at every place... but it is we who can't understand." "We meet so many people in our lifetime." "But then, we come across an individual... whom we feel like meeting time and again." "We are happy in his company." "We are sad, when he goes away." "That's the signal then." "One of us will have to leave..." "The two of you will leave." "I will stay back here." "Okay?" "Let Romi stay back, father." " No, dear." "He's tired." "He's tired..." "Go on." " You ought to relax, sir." "The two of us will spend the night chatting away."