Dil Chahta Hai (Do Your Thing) (दिल चाहता है)

The Heart Desires

The heart desires!

The heart desires!

The heart desires!

Yes?

Bring him here tomorrow.

Okay.

Sorry.

Mr. Sinha, it's a case of liver cirrhosis.

The patient's liver is badly damaged.

We've kept her under observation.

It's hard to say more right now.

But you can do something, can't you?

We are trying our best.

The problem is, we can't do a liver transplant

on such a short notice.

Anyway, I must get back to the patient now.

If you want to inform her relatives

you may use my phone.

Excuse me.

- Hello? - Sameer.

Sid?

Sid!

Hey, how are you, buddy? Where are you?

I'm at the hospital.

Hospital? Are you okay?

Yes, I'm alright.

So, what's wrong?

Just hold on. I'm coming.

Listen, Akash is back in Mumbai. I'll bring him along.

He won't come.

It's time to put the past behind us.

He'll be very happy to know you're here.

Just take it easy. We'll see you soon.

Okay.

Hello?

Yes, Sameer. What is it?

Sameer, you better see him. I don't want to come.

You were right about what you had said but,

things are better now, as they are.

I am living my life and Sid is living his.

You should go and see him. Okay?

- Hello. - Hello, Sameer,

come home quickly. Now!

Hello?

Sid? Hello?

Akash. Sameer. What's wrong? What's the rush?

What do you think?

Are you mad, calling at this hour of night?

- I thought you'd been robbed. - Beautiful!

What's so beautiful in that Akash?

Wow! That is beautiful.

Darn good, man.

But Sid, doesn't she remind you of someone?

Of whom?

Sameer, what do you think?

I think everyone looks like someone else.

But she looks like Ms. Kashyap.

Our economics teacher?

Yes, sir. Our economics teacher.

- No way... - Not at all.

Yes, buddy

And I know Ms. Kashyap better than you guys.

Tuition.

I used to go to her for tuition.

Okay.

Just the two of you or were there other students?

What do you think?

Just the two of you?

- Akash, you never told me. - Yes, you're right.

She does look like Ms. Kashyap.

But guess what I've got wrong!

Her figure!

What do you know about that?

I hate economics.

Hey.

- Hey. - Darn you!

Here you go.

Akash, I say, don't...

Here is some red!

And some green!

- And... - Stop it!

Excuse me.

- I'm looking for Sid. - Sid?

I'm sorry. Sinha. Siddharth Sinha.

One moment.

Sameer.

It's good to see you, Sid.

It's good to see you.

- When did you return to Mumbai? - This morning.

Thank God. What would've happened if I hadn't been there?

How's she now?

I don't know. It's too early to say anything.

Anyway...

What've you been up to?

I'm helping Dad with his computer business.

Otherwise, everything's the same. It's good.

In fact, great.

And you? Still at your uncle's farmhouse in Pune?

Yes, it's a nice place. Come there some time.

I certainly will.

Do you really mean it?

I mean to do lots of things.

I'm thinking of getting married.

Thank you.

I knew you'd be the first to get married out of the three of us.

Yes.

What if I tell you Akash is getting married too?

What?

- Is Akash getting married? - Yes.

I'm not kidding.

No way!

Hey, I'm serious.

To whom? The girl who was crazy about him in college?

Don't you remember? She used to call him in a strange way.

Akash!

- Oh God! Deepa is coming. - Behave yourself.

- Hi, guys. Hi, Akash. - Hi, Deepa.

Bye, Deepa.

Akash, let's dance.

Look at those couples. We'll make them jealous.

Go ahead. I'll be right there.

- Really? - Promise.

Okay. Bye, guys.

Yes, after three lifetimes.

Sameer, baby, I'm thirsty. Get me a drink.

And dance with Deepa for me while you're at it.

- Hey, Sid. - What?

What are you drawing?

So, you're Ravi's sister. Okay, fine. How's he?

Priya, isn't Sameer taking a long time to get your drink?

- Oh, there he is. - Sounds nice.

Bye.

Hi.

What's happening?

- Has someone died? - Yes, you.

Did I send you to get a drink, or to chat with other girls?

- What? - I'm sure you have something with her!

I remember when I was in Panchgani,

I'd call but you were never home.

Stop it, Akash!

Priya, you're mistaken.

Just tell me the truth, Sameer. Tell me, how do you know her?

Finished.

Has someone died?

- Who's she? - I don't know.

But you must've seen her somewhere.

- Yes, I have. - Where?

She's sitting over there.

Gosh...

She's gorgeous.

Priya, do you know her?

Forget it. She's not your type.

Who cares? I don't plan to marry her.

Never mind if she isn't my type.

May I ask what type of girls you like?

Someone who lives her life and lets me live mine.

Someone who doesn't get too emotional.

Yes, you once said you'd met your type of girl.

The affair lasted for two long weeks.

Two weeks was too long.

Anyway, I'm off. I'll miss her if I waste time talking to you.

Think it over. I don't see her falling for you.

Uncle Sam, my magic never fails!

Hello, check.

Check one, two, four. One, two, four.

Is the mike leaking? Where did the three go?

Good evening, friends!

It's our graduation day. An important day for us.

I've decided...

- to sing a song for all of you. - Who's he?

Now as we're about to enter a new world,

we'll be forced to prove ourselves and be successful.

This song is called "A Hundred Ways to Get a Job."

- What? - What?

Relax guys. I was only kidding.

Who cares where the hell we land up!

Hit it!

If people say we're crazy, who cares!

If people say we're crazy, who cares!

This time belongs to us

We have the music, we can sing. Then why should we hold back?

We have the music, we can sing. Then why should we hold back?

We'll sing the melody that's in our hearts

- If the world gets angry... - Let it

- If the world quarrels... - Let it

- If the world fights. - Let it

We'll sing as we please

- If people sulk... - Let them

- If ties are broken... - Let them break

- If someone leaves... - Let them go

Never be scared!

We're modern, why should our style be old?

We are modern, why should our style be old?

There's lightning in our eyes, a storm in our breath

What is fear? What is defeat? We don't know what they mean

The Earth and sky were created for us

I know we can pluck the stars from the sky

Sure we can. We live beyond the sky

We're modern, why should our style be old?