Ishq Click

DDR

What's wrong with this city?

Somewhere there are ashes and somewhere smoke.

Why doesn't someone say something?

Why do we tolerate smoking quietly?

Now it's the limit of endurance.

Put out cigarette wherever you see it lit.

Smoking at public places is prohibited.

Violation will lead to penalty.

Don't smoke. Or let others smoke.

You will have to pay a heavy price for smoking.

Who doesn't want to be happy?

But at what price?

You will have to pay a heavy price for smoking.

Smoking is injurious for you.

And for your dear ones.

You will have to pay a heavy price for smoking.

'This sound of the siren...'

'is feeling heavy on this heart beat.'

'I, Sophia Tayar.'

'Adi, won't you click my photo today?'

'My life's first picture you clicked.'

'And today...'

'you have the right to take the last one, too.'

'From my book of life...'

'this is the most beautiful and happiest page.'

'These mountains are the witness of the moments...'

'when I used to weave my dreams within my eyes.'

'And always had my eyes covered in that blanket of dreams.'

'On every branch of my heart...'

'birds of hope lived happily.'

"My dreams have challenged my life"

"Life has taken on the challenge"

"Sparkling magic bestirred and my joy got new wings"

"My joy has got too many wings"

"I have no regrets"

"It's just leisure time, my dear"

"Softly and very sweetly"

"Sings my soul"

"Softly and very sweetly"

"Sings my soul"

"I can hear the footsteps of my lover"

"I can hear my lover calling out to me"

"My love tries to seek me everywhere"

"I can hear the footsteps of my lover"

"I can hear my lover calling out to me"

"My love tries to seek me everywhere"

"Clinking and tinkling I can hear anklets singing"

"I hear anklets singing"

"Softly and very sweetly"

"Sings my soul"

By the grace of God...

today is our little angel's birthday.

Happy birthday, Sophia.

Many, many happy returns of the day, Sophia.

Thank you so much, Father.

- God bless you. - Thank you.

Thanks a lot.

But Father, how do you know her date of birth?

20 years ago, on this day...

an unfortunate person left her near the gate of the church.

He didn't know that he isn't actually making her an orphan...

he is actually giving her to the Father of the world.

May God give her everything she deserves.

Many, many happy returns of the day.

Thanks.

But... do we know each other?

Why?

Don't you take wishes from strangers?

- Umm... - Anyways...

Small gift for the...

God gifted beauty.

Thanks.

I do take wishes from strangers...

but not gifts.

Strangers are those people whom you don't allow to enter into your life.

I think, if we remove 'un' from unknown...

then everything is known.

Anyways... we have met before.

Have we?

Mmm-hmm.

Never.

Umm... when?

Open it.

Go on.

Now you tell me...

is this possible if we didn't meet?

Never steal a gift...

you could have asked for it.

If I had asked, beauty wouldn't be beauty.

You would become conscious.

The beauty who is unaware of the beauty...

is the most beautiful.

Hmm.

You're skilled at photography and conversations as well.

Well, thanks.

But I'm not exaggerating...

it's called adding colors to plain conversation.

There's a difference between chasing someone and getting attracted.

Isn't it?

What?

Oh my God!

Your face is like the answer to all the questions and to top it...

the sequence of your questions.

Tell me the truth.

You didn't like the book or...

you don't know how to say thanks?

I did say thanks.

Oh! Oh, really?

I thought that you were giving me a warning.

If I say it, will you stop chasing me?

You're heartless!

Okay, I'll stop.

But...

before leaving, I want a treat from you.

What?

Ma'am, you know that it's the generation of offers.

You know that there no free lunches in this world.

Okay.

I will... let you know.

A Mumbaikar in Darjeeling?

I like it.

Though I know that there's nothing in a name...

but a person might've given you a name, right?

Hello?

Who gave you this? Who gave you?

Treat?

Without the treat...

I won't leave you.

Hi.

How are you?

Treat?

Okay.

I know that the spelling is wrong...

but my feelings are right.

One small treat.

Please?

My treat?

At least tell me something.

I just asked you out for a small treat.

Don't shoot me.

So sweet.

I can take the picture of your name.

And by the way...

you can call me Aditya Vardhan.

And I'm sure that after some time you will ask me my pet name.

I will tell you now.

You can call me Adi.

So, Mr. Adi...

tomorrow, 5 o' clock, Hillside Restaurant.

I will give you a treat.

But promise me, after that you will not follow me.

Promise?

Tomorrow evening at five.

I'll see you there.

Umm... umm... Sophia!

Mr. Adi, this is a treat and a return gift.

Thank you. For this treat.

Waiter.

One strong coffee with butter toast, please.

Alright, sir.

- And madam? - That's it?

Other something else, too. It's not a small treat.

Being with you is also a treat.

You started with it again.

Umm... same for me.

- Okay. Thank you. - Thanks.

I'm sorry but I am like this by default.

What do you do?

You can call me jobless.

I don't do much.

But for me my work is my passion, my love and my life.

I am a professional fashion photographer.

Wow. Not bad.

And what do you do?

- Me? - Yes.

I dream with my eyes open.

I'm sure that your wishes will come true.

I guess you know that we are the birds of the same feather.

You have dreams in your eyes and I...

have eyes on my dreams.

In Darjeeling... What are you doing in Darjeeling?

Work.

For one government assignment.

- And... - Excuse me, sir.

Sure.

Money is also good.

Sir, toast.

In life...

you have to do things for a living.

How did you find our Darjeeling?

From the government's camera?

Hmm.

Damn boring.

So much boring.

Darjeeling is my darling.

I mean, don't see it from a camera, see it from my eyes.

It's so beautiful.

I'm sorry, but I don't think so.

Can you prove it?