Ishqeria

'My granny used to say...'

'...relationships are like doors.'

'Every time you make a new relationship...'

'...it opens new doors.'

'When a relationship breaks...'

'...the door closes.'

'But some doors we slam so hard...'

'...that they never really close, they just keep swinging to and fro.'

'And we don't realize that they remain slightly open.'

"Nights are hard to endure."

"My mind is bewildered."

"No one knows why."

"Like someone's cast a spell on my heart..."

"...which alleviates me from me."

"No one knows why."

"How do I narrate..."

"...or explain my crazy heart."

"Why the dewdrops keep trickling down like a string?"

"Ishqeria."

"Ishqeria."

"Ishqeria."

"Ishqeria."

"Nights are hard to endure."

"My mind is bewildered."

"No one knows why."

"Like someone's cast a spell on my heart..."

"...which alleviates me from me."

"No one knows why."

"How do I narrate..."

"...or explain my crazy heart."

"Why the dew drops keep trickling down like a string?"

"Ishqeria."

"Ishqeria."

"Ishqeria."

"Ishqeria."

Hi.

Hi.

Do you want something...

I want a divorce.

I didn't know why this door was opening again.'

'But how did it close in the first place?'

'This story began 7 years ago...'

'...when in some corner of Mussoorie, Tapasya Heights...'

'... I was getting ready to attend their biggest college.'

'And somewhere in Tapsee Heights, our head boy, Raghav Dalmiya...'

'...was giving the welcome speech.'

All I want to say is this isn't just a college...

...it's a universe on its own.

Because you won't just study here...

...but also become someone.

You won't spend just three years here.

You will live many moments.

You'll learn some, you'll unlearn some.

You'll fall...and get up on your feet again.

But by the end of it all, you'll be ready to take on the world.

I have just one 'mantra'.

Definitely party hard, but work harder.

Because your present will shape your future.

Whether they make you laugh, or cry. But you must always remember them.

Because if you can't remember them...

...then those are not memories.

One more thing...no ragging.

Let the music begin.

Raghav! Raghav! Raghav!

"The raging...winds."

"This wind...will usher in a change."

"This fresh...new wind."

"This wind will...definitely do something."

'After rotting in an all-girls school for 12 years...'

'...I was finally foraying into boys territory.'

'By God, I was looking so hot that day...'

'...I was scared that I might spark a riot in Mussoorie.'

"The world is ours..."

"...what more could we want that's better than this world?"

"Surrounded by jungles and mountains..."

"...oceans and rivers as well."

"We're like the raging winds."

"If you stop us from flowing..."

"...this raging wind will do something unique."

"The world is ours..."

"...what more could we want that's better than this world?"

"No head or feet..."

"...going nowhere."

"Let's stop and think."

"These thoughts lead to many questions..."

"...someone just has to ask."

"When things go wrong, something new is born."

"Since we're already wrong..."

"...let's turn into something new."

"The world is ours..."

"Everywhere we look belongs to us."

"We are the raging winds."

"Raging...winds."

"Making the youth soar high."

"The new winds..."

"Those winds are back again."

"Everyday on the steps, why sit and drool..."

"...like it was in school."

"It's new...Life's completely new."

"Give her a look, just don't go by the book."

"It's my heart, let it stay mine."

"But you can borrow it for some time."

"My heart's like a balloon..."

"...it may burst some day."

"Look here comes the raging winds."

"The raging...winds."

"This wind...will usher in a new change."

"The raging...winds."

"Those winds are back again."

I've been praying since morning...

...that the other girl doesn't show up. Sh**.

There's hardly any space for my stuff...

...how will we accommodate yours? You can't.

But, I just have a small trunk.

My granny lives here. I'll leave the rest of my stuff at her place.

And my trunk...can fit in here.

- And your shoes? - I only have two pairs of shoes.

I'll keep them on top of the cupboard.

I love poor.

We're now best friends.

Luvlin Chaudhary from Mata Sundari, Panipat.

Kuhu, from Harmandar Kaur, Jalandhar.

'And with this brief introduction, Luvlin Chaudhary entered my life.'

'The most important character in the drama, called life...'

'...after the handsome prince and the misfit princess.'

- Even my father's name s Luvlin. - Great.

He must be good looking, like me.

Him.

Why would anyone want to learn from him?

- But if there's a hot girl... - Come on. come...

Let's have tea.

The scent of Mussoorie.

Bro, make it really strong...

- ...so I can take a dump easily in the morning. - You're quite open.

Mention not.

Dude, that's like unboiled water.

If you want mineral water in your tea...

...go to some hotel instead.

The first time you have met your match. 10 on 10.

Here you are.

That's what you like.

Bro, she's definitely my match.

Because I've never come across a man like her.

Listen...what's the color of your shit?

You're not my friend.

Have you heard this saying?

Bro, when a baby cries in a faraway village...

...do you know what his mother says?

"Go to sleep or first-year girls will come for you."

That's Because he hasn't seen us yet.

Freshers Party.

I'm scared to attend the fresher's party.

No need to be scared.

What the...

Come, let's make you a man.

Where?

Hey, oily hair.

Yes, you.

Hello, ma'am.

See that sh** head.

Go up to him and...

Go up to him and say, ****.

Go on...we don't have all day.

Watch this. Watch this.

Close the book, why are you always reading?

What is your problem?

It's an interesting book.

f...

****.

- Hey. - What?

Do you know the consequences of raising your tone in front of a third-year student?

I see...you're in the third year.

Sorry, I didn't know.

You see...I just joined the third year today.

So I don't have any idea about it.

Sh**

Run! Run!

Luvlu...

Welcome, Sambha. welcome.

Raise your dress.

What?

Lift your dress up...dude.

- Why? - My wish.

There are only two places where one can lift their dress up.

When you're with your hero, or at the commode.

Which isn't the case here.

Amit...stop messing with the kids.

Don't be scared of them, please.

They are bigger wimps than you.

They all once did what they are asking you to do. Right?

That's why every year they sit here...

...and take revenge from their juniors.

Just do what they are saying.

And next year you'll be sitting here scaring some junior.

- But the dress... - You know what...

...think of them as your commode and do it.

Or...or...

Think of him as your hero.

'Seniors wanted me to lift my dress up...'

'...and run all over the college yelling 'Floods'.