Khamoshi: The Musical

Timings by Bluerain_20.

You appear so happy, Joseph.

Is your daughter coming?

Son-in-law?

Very good.

"Let it go."

"Let it go."

"Let it go."

"Let it go."

"Life's so sweet, isn't it?"

"The spring of our love's here. So, celebrate."

"Hey, friends, sing and dance."

"Come, let's have some fun."

"Let your hair down."

"Enjoy. We've no sorrows."

"Let it go."

"Let it, let it go."

"Let it go. Leave it."

"Let it go."

"Let it go."

"Let it go."

"Let it go."

Car. Accident.

Can't predict for another hour.

But if she regains consciousness by then, we can try.

She'll be under observation.

Sister, prepare another injection of dexthamethasone, okay?

Today, my mother's sighs..

..makes me relive my entire life.

A king-sized life, which all of us lived.

Always stayed together, through thick and thin.

Joseph.

It's a girl.

And, I see..

..an impossible dream.

That dad addresses me by my name, just once.

And I'd seen this dream, the day I was born.

But what's that life, one devoid of an impossible dream?

Joseph.

Yes, son. Yes.

She can hear.

Yes, my child. She can hear.

Yes, my dear. There's melody in her voice.

There's noise in this home after years.

After years, my dear.

My birth brought back the joy of sound in my parents' lives.

In their silent lives, even the sound of my wailing..

..was a source of happiness for them.

Mariamma used to say..

..that when I had cried for the first time, it sounded like Ni.

I was named Annie.

Annie Joseph Briganza.

My house was surrounded by silence and sounds.

Mariamma introduced me to the hidden tunes in them.

The noise of the waves lashing in the ocean.

No. The melody.

My life was divided between two worlds right from childhood.

Silence of my parents on one side.

And Mariamma's music on the other.

"Listen to the notes of the season."

"Listen to what the air around sings."

"Listen to the notes of the season."

"Listen to what the air around sings."

"Sing and the whole world will sing with you."

"Sing along."

"Listen to the notes of the season."

"Listen to what the air around sings."

"Listen to the notes of the season."

"Listen to what the air around sings."

"Sing along with me, the world will sing with us."

"Sing along."

"The heart beats with every tune."

"And flames erupt, with every breath."

"The heart beats with every tune."

"And flames erupt, with every breath."

"Silence seems to have spoken today."

"The eyes get moist."

"It's like rain without clouds."

"Sing along."

"Listen to the notes of the season."

"Listen to what the air around sings."

"Listen to the notes of the season."

"Listen to what the air around sings."

"Sing along with me, the world will sing with us."

"Sing along."

"Then, someday, he'll take you away."

"A prince will come and lift your veil."

"Then someday, he'll take you away."

"A prince will come and lift your veil."

"You'll blossom into a beautiful maiden."

"And your life will be like the season of spring."

"Sing along."

"Listen to the notes of the season."

"Listen to what the air around sings."

"Listen to the notes of the season."

"Listen to what the air around sings."

"Sing and the whole world will sing with you."

"Sing along."

"Sing along."

Did you sell the soaps?

No problem. We stole two fishes.

For eating.

Annie.

Stealing? Is this theft?

That's a childhood indulgence. It's a game.

This isn't stealing.

Do fishermen ask the sea before taking the fishes?

Wrong? Then, what is right?

Is it right that the children have not eaten?

Listen. - No, Papa. Please. No.

What are you doing? - No, papa.

Listen to me. - Papa.

Papa, please. No. - Sana.

Just because you couldn't sell soaps..

..don't vent your anger on the child.

Who? Do they feed the kids when they're famished?

You've not been disgraced.

Someday, this child will become your voice. Mark my words.

I've not forgotten I'm a freedom fighter's wife.

But what did we gain after independence? This house?

But they didn't think about what we'd eat.

Your father did not give up his life to stand by the truth.

He gave it up because he could not endure the truth.

What's the truth?

The truth is that he died because of you.

You're deaf and mute. He could not bear that.

He went there and died.

Did you hear?

I'm from Super Clean factory. This is our new soap.

Rs.3 for one and Rs.5 for two.

This soap will take care of your hands along with your clothes too.

I'm from Super Clean factory. This is our new soap.

You..

I'm from Super Clean factory. This is our new soap.

Please give me one more chance. Rs.3 for two and Rs.5 for one.

Wrong.

3 for one, 5 for two. Correct?

I'm from Super Clean factory.

This soap will take care of your hands along with your clothes.

Please give me one more chance.

Buy it once and you'll buy it every time.

Rs.3 for one and Rs.5 for two.

What's this?

Just three?

It's been ten days and you could sell only three soaps?

Enough. Let's settle the accounts.

You don't have a job henceforth.

We work hard, but people don't understand.

What can we do?

Please give us one more chance. - I can, if you are able, right?

You've been sacked at every job.

You've no option but to beg.

Hey, girl, stop staring and tell him.

I pitied you as you're deaf. But could you sell?

You take this small girl to sell soaps.

Neither can you hear what she speaks..

..nor can you tell people anything.

And you ask for another chance? You can only beg.

Consider this to be alms and get lost.

Henceforth, I don't want to see your faces.

Help, someone help. - Papa.

Papa, leave him. - Help, someone help.

I did a favour considering him to be deaf and mute.

And now, he hits me. This mute hits me. - Papa.

Leave. What can he do?

Papa's helplessness suddenly made me mature.

I realised I could not even steal two fishes playfully.

We are different. People consider us to be nothing.

No, Mama. Please.

Please don't cut it, Mama.

Gradually, the sound of music faded from our lives.

And the silence increased.

Until papa got a job,

We had to be separated from everything we loved.

Yes, here. Be careful.

This way. Be careful. Come.

Go straight.

What are you doing? It begins to cry if it gets hurt.

My friend was leaving and was telling me..

Stop me. I want to stay with you.

No, my child.

Don't cry.

What goes has to return some day.

Remember my words.

Listen, as long as the heart beats, music stays alive.

Now, not just us..

..but the whole world will sing with our piano.

"Let's take this away with pomp and splendour."

"Watch your step."

"Let's take this away with pomp and splendour."

"Watch your step."

"We would sing alone before."

"But the whole world sings today."

"What a joyous moment. Shun your tears and smile."

"Smile with love."

"Forget the past."

"Let's take this away with pomp and splendour."

"Watch your step."

"Let's take this away with pomp and splendour."

"Watch your step."