Tum Mile (तुम मिले)

on Superhit Red FM,

and this evening of 25th July...

Tiwari, forget it, let's play!

-Why are your hands trembling? -What are you doing?

Disturbing without reason.

-His hands tremble at the wrong time. -Oh, shit!

-Your fluke won't work every time. -It will work!

I'll just come, wait.

Deshpande, sit down.

I will play, Tiwari. It's my turn, wait.

I will just get the water.

Deshpande, he just played.

Where did it go?

Pal, can't you hit where you're aiming it?

This cloud formation looks slightly weird.

There is nothing weird, Sir.

This happens every year.

But still. Shall I inform the airport?

Deshpande Sir, they’re not going to cancel a flight because of your warning.

Now come, it's your turn.

All right, I’m coming.

-Hey, listen? Are you Chinese? -Yes, yes.

-Yah, you speak English? -No English, no problem!

No problem, no problem, great, great!

I have to go to the Heathrow Airport...

-Because I am getting late... -No problem, no problem.

-Do you even understand what I'm saying? -No problem, no problem.

Yom, I will call you back, okay?

OK, listen to me.

Love and romance exist only in movies, pal.

Don't waste your time with girls, OK? All right?

I will call you later, OK?

Bye, bye!

Okay, listen, you! OK, is that your son?

He is cute, yeah. Looks like you.

This is my design, yeah.

It's free. It's for your son. Yeah, nice?

It's for you, it's for your son. Keep it.

Break, break signal!

-No problem. -No problem, yeah, no problem, great!

This one, it's such a...

-Akshay? -Sanjana?

What are you doing here?

The same thing the rest of the people on this plane are doing.

Going to Mumbai.

Right, right.

Hi, I'm Rajiv!

Hi!

-So, how are you, Sanjana? -I am fine, Akshay.

-You? -Good, good, good, great!

-How is your father? -Papa died last year.

I am sorry, Akshay.

Wow! This is amazing!

What are the chances that we would run

into each other on a flight to Mumbai?

Actually, I am moving to Mumbai.

As far as I remember you never liked Mumbai.

People change, Akshay.

Yes, sir.

Can you shift me to another seat please?

The only empty seat is next to you, Sir.

I don't mind the economy.

I am so sorry, Sir. The flight is full.

-Anything else I can do for you, Sir? -No, it's OK.

-Thank you, Sir. -Yeah.

It’s been 6 years, Akshay.

Don't tell me that you feel uncomfortable sitting near me.

Sanjana, it's not like that.

Who is this?

Who is he?

Nothing, just someone.

Just one big accident. Give me one more.

Give me the camera!

Shall we go?

Is there a spring in your ass?

I mean on this hot Saturday afternoon

on the day of my only holiday

instead of flirting

with a beautiful girl

what am I doing here with you?

I have no idea, understood?

You see, between my stupid waiter job

and my art college, I have no time for a such a scene.

Now, will you help me?

Come, pick up the canvas.

But what do you mean?

There is no time for such a scene?

If I had been a painter I would have shown you.

I would have only painted nudes.

I have no idea what you keep on painting.

Look around you, son,

at all the beautiful girls.

Hold it properly!

I'm holding it, man. Why do keep yelling at me?

I will find a Hitler for you.

-Look at her, will she do? -What?

Her?

As the editor of Young Asia,

I demand an explanation

on why the street bulbs

haven't been replaced by eco-friendly bulbs.

Why hasn't it been made compulsory to

switch off the computers after the offices close.

Akshay, come fast!

God! This bloody rain ruined everything

and look now, the sun is shining!

Don't worry, Sanjana, you did your best?

People were getting in the mood, Namrata.

I was about to announce a letter campaign and just...

Fine, so what if it rained?

Everything was ruined, but look at this way.

You have seen the worst.

What can we do now? No? Come on! Smile!

Shit! What?

Now what? The bike owner will come and kill us!

Come on, let's move, let's go!

What do you mean let's go? This bike belongs to someone.

-We have to find the owner. -Listen, no one saw us.

He will be very upset at this.

Let's just go, come on!

Okay, just give me one second.

Oh God! Now what?

Come on!

-Coming! Just leaving a note. -Let's get out of here quickly!

We have come 40 Km away from Capetown, why?

How will go back to the city?

We will take care of it later.

The bike was standing in Uncle's garage for 6 years.

This way we can get some money for next month's rent. Understood?

Okay, whatever.

Listen, brother, party is rich and future is bright.

Think about it, someone who lives in this area.

Come on, let's ring the bell.

Excuse me, madam! These gentlemen are here to see you.

-Yes. -Hitler.

Yes, this note, Sanjana?

Our bike was scratched, are you?

All right! My driver was trying to reverse.

The bike was hit very badly, Ma'am.

-Lots of damages! -I am really sorry.

No, it wasn't that much.

I mean, the bike was hit so scratches will be there, right?

How much damage? I will pay you right away.

-350... -It's not about money. We can pay for it.

What do you mean we can pay for it?

See, I am in a crisis right now,

so if you could get to the point,

you know, it will save time for the both of us.

Ask for the money and let's go.

How about this?

You give me your address, I will send the driver

and get the bike serviced and repaired completely.

Does that work? All of it?

Yeah!

Even if there are any faulty parts I will get that fixed too.

Shit!

Shit!

Your cake is dead!

I really wanted to make this for Papa.

May I?

Part time delivery boy and full time artist

at your service, ma'am!

Wow!

Listen, both of you had to come so far because of me.

The least I can do is drop you home, right?

Yeah, sure!

Let's go!

You are in this world for me,

why do I feel this way.

There is something missing in my life, why do I feel this way.

Why...

If you move, I move... If you stop, I stop...

Why is this happening?

How did this happen, tell me?

So, you mean you will make all the money only after you die? Right?

-What do you mean? -This usually happens with painters, no?

-First, I am not a painter, but an artist. -Sorry.

Secondly, usually what happens with me doesn't happen with others.

Intense!

Honestly.

-Filmy. -Poetry.

OK, so you write poetry, too?

If I tell everything right now then we will have nothing to talk about later.

So, we are meeting again?

Listen to this verse, a few things are left unsaid,

believe what I don't say.

-How was it? -Your sense of humor is too sad.

But you are laughing.

Not at your jokes, but at you.

If you can please tell me why I feel

that the life I lived until now had no reason...

Give your heart as a gift...

Become mine...

Don't leave me... Listen to my request...

You are now a part of me just like the beat of a heart...

There is something missing in your life. Why do I feel this way?

Why, why...

If you move, I move. If you stop, I stop.

Why is this happening? How did this happen, tell me?

Believe me, it's true I am happy because of you...