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If it works, it's magic.

If it doesn't,

it's a disaster.

So, I've decided that I won't be a disaster.

I will create that magic.

I don't care if the world sees that magic or not, one person should see it.

Tahir Wazir.

-Tahir sir! -Tahir sir!

Tahir sir, what's your take on Meetu Mathur's murder?

What is your statement against this murder case?

Towards your right, sir.

Were you having an affair with Meetu Mathur?

-Have you committed this murder? -Sir, you must answer!

Tahir sir, we want the answer!

Were you having an affair with Meetu Mathur?

RAAND, SAAND, SEEDHI, SANYASI

Madam.

This has been the most popular book for the last ten years.

But the title is very strange.

Raand, Saand, Seedhi, Sanyasi.

What a title. Cheap!

It's not cheap.

It's poet Kabir's couplet.

"Raand, Saand, Seedhi, Sanyasi.

Save yourselves from them, and you shall enjoy the city of Kashi."

Okay.

"Raand" refers to a widow.

People always misinterpret the meaning.

I see…

but the film's title was totally different.

Have you watched it? In that, Arjun tells Ganga…

Ganga is not impure because of someone's sins.

What are you saying? Really?

Yeah, you have a problem, man. You're on this winning streak.

And?

Sanjay, I…

I'm not able to believe it.

Why?

I feel we didn't achieve anything great this year.

This is the problem with you.

You're just too harsh on yourself.

You don't believe me, fine. At least, believe what the industry is saying.

I mean, you won the EEGA two times in a row.

The third year, you are even nominated.

That says something, MK.

Sanjay, I…

I seriously couldn't have done it without you.

Oh, come on now! Don't give me the credit.

You know our relationship, right? You win the awards, I throw the parties.

And this time, there's going to be a serious booze party.

Big-time booze!

You and booze…

-Sanjay, you are crazy! -Hey, booze is revenge on life.

Savita, get the door. Sir would have come.

-He forgot his keys. -Okay, ma'am.

Switch off the TV, or else he'll scold you.

Listen, Sanjay, I'll have to call you back.

Tahir has come.

Savita, put this on charging.

Where is madam?

She's in the balcony, speaking on the phone.

Tahir!

You won't believe what just happened!

-Sanjay called and he said that-- -Just top it up.

Top it up, please.

Thank you.

These fucking editors, man!

They can't become writers, and become editors!

And you should see her audacity. She gives me a review of my first book.

"Oh, Tahir! I'm your big fan, you see, but…

I've got people over me."

Give me a break, Goddamn it!

I agree, my first book was an epic disaster.

But come on, was it necessary to remind me of that?

Yes, I didn't write anything for ten years after the success of Raand, Saand…

What? Is it necessary to remind that too?

Come on, Tahir.

Sukanya is on your side.

I mean, even she has bosses.

I'm sure she would've got some pressure from the publishing head.

-Oh, Mayanka… -And don't forget,

she got you a signing amount of ten million rupees.

Whose side are you on, by the way?

No, please tell me, whose fucking side are you on?

Of course yours, Tahir.

Listen, you make an ad of 30 seconds.

It takes barely two minutes of brainwork.

What do you know about writing a full-fledged book?

I mean, it's tough.

Why is he calling again?

You were just talking to him, right?

What can be so important to call again?

Anyways…

you were saying something.

Nothing important.

You know, nobody can understand. It's hell to write.

It's not an easy job to write a bloody book.

It's not like a story is waiting for you at the door.

And you open the door, pick it up and you come inside.

Shalu!

Shalu! Open the door, please!

It's 8:20 a.m.

Shalu!

What?

You're a tenant, not a PG!

If you ever repeat this…

I will chuck you out of this house!

I told you, right?

No entry after 11:30 p.m. Don't you get it?

Please, Shalu. I am getting late.

It's my first day of work.

In the last two months, this is the fourth time you've said that.

You don't get a proper job, and you haven't paid rent since two months!

What about that?

I won't lose this job. And I will pay the rent too.

Listen to me.

I too came to this city to become a star.

But I couldn't.

But I work and earn money.

I go to office during the day and I do shoots at night.

Double work, double shift, I do everything.

I know that.

Listen, Meetu, I'm warning you!

This won't work.

That girl from the costume department is searching for a place on rent.

If you don't pay the rent today, I will bring her here.

Don't know from where these people come!

Free food and free stay for two months!

I'm not running a charity house here!

Meetu! If you don't get the rent, don't dare enter the house today.

Yes, Shalu! I will get it!

Hi, Siddharth, this side.

My height, 5'9. My age, 21.

This is my left profile.

- This is my right profile. -So, what do you think?

And this is my full-frontal profile.

Siddharth, this side?

Like, really?

Tell him to stay the fuck that side only!

You just brought the first struggler you found, right?

Come on, be kind.

One is trying to change the face of advertising here,

and you bring this-- Fuck off!

And what are you trying to do with me? Bringing these losers…

Hi.

What part of "fuck off" did you not get?

I think everything.

Parth, this is Mayanka. Mayanka, this is Parth--

Acharya. Parth Acharya.

-Parth Acharya. -May I?

Thank you.

Hi.

Meet our new executive intern.

Gawde's recommendation, I told you about him.

Where did you work earlier?

G&M.

You got fired?

No.

I quit.

-Really? -Yes.

Holding a reflector

was not part of my job description.

And how do you know it won't happen here?

You would've heard about my reputation.

It's worse here.

Maybe, but somehow I feel…

I can handle it here.

Optimistic.

Well, try not to fuck this up, okay?

Sure, ma'am. Thank you so much.

What?

Nothing.

Well…

actually, the thing is, ma'am…

I have always admired your work.

And I've also seen your showreel.

I could see glimpses of big filmmakers like Wong Kar Wai and Tarkovsky.

But your coffee table has the book of Tahir Wazir. I mean…

This is not good…

coffee.

Don't you like Tahir Wazir's writing?

Who likes it, ma'am?

Young people of today have zero sense of good writing.

Those who haven't read a single book of a decent author.

I mean, I'm sure someone…

must have given it to you as a gift. That's why it's here.

-Maybe. -Just…

get me a cup of coffee from the cafe downstairs, okay?

And call the IT guy, please.

I am pretty good at IT myself, ma'am.

I can do it, really.

I can do anything related to IT.

There's a laptop over there. Brand new.

Install all the writing software in it.

Thank you!

Hi, one espresso on ice, please.

One espresso on ice.

Oh, I'm sorry.

One. Single shot. Espresso. Ice.

-Tahir… Tahir Wazir? -Yes.