Sapne vs Everyone (सपने vs Everyone)

Where do we get our dreams from?

Our dreams.

Do we go after as men

what we were denied as children?

That which we didn't get as children,

do we go after that after growing up?

-Hello? -Hello, Chauhan?

Tell Pandit Ji that I will be there in 15 minutes.

Bro, he has enquired twice about where Prashant is.

Fuck, man. My boss called for a random meeting.

-Tell him that I will be there in 10 minutes. Thank you. -Bro.

Or are we born with our dreams

which stay within our hearts?

And sometimes,

they call out to us.

Our dreams tell us to let them live.

And in return, they promise us

an adventure of a lifetime.

A scary

but a glorious adventure.

Hold up. Look at him, bro.

How else?

Just look at him.

Yo, bro. Bye.

-Bye. -Bye.

Hey, fear isn't completely useless.

If it was so, humans wouldn't run after seeing a lion.

He would have stood still and then the lion would have eaten him up.

But fear saves him by indicating him to escape.

But, Major sir, where does fear come from?

And it gets instilled within as if settling in a home.

Let's pause for a while.

-Amazing ride. He was the fun part. -Excuse me.

No way.

-Again? -He is the remix, huh?

You.

And you, there.

Why were you pointing fingers at me?

-Why were you pointing fingers at me? -Bro, chill.

You don't have to be so serious about it. They were only having fun.

Fun?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Okay.

Look, I am not serious either.

I am just asking for my personal feedback.

Didn't you like my face?

Didn't you like my car?

Didn't you like my song?

I mean, what can I improve?

Actually, I feel all of the above.

And since you are standing so close to me,

please use perfume because you smell just like my driver.

-Oh, shit. -Oh God. That was brutal, Navya.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

-Thank you. -Chill.

Bro, where do these kinds of people come from?

One second. I wanted to ask one last thing.

Prashant, who gets to play the protagonist in a drama?

Someone talented to play the part.

He is Samarth. It's his first day at Satyanweshi.

He has been playing the main characters in his English theatre.

He is willing to play a small part in our act now.

Because he wants to experience the stage for a Hindi act.

Samarth, why were you chosen for the main roles in those plays?

Pandit Ji, it's talent, yes.

But I think the most important is discipline.

I mean discipline and surrender.

For one's part and the play as a whole.

Talent is a waste if those qualities are missing.

Pandit Ji, there is nothing more important to me than this part.

-My job is a little unpredictable. -Then quit your job.

If the role of the main character is so important to you, then...

Pandit Ji, I have done full-time theatre with you for two years.

And now, you know about my compulsion.

Prashant, when the play will take place on the stage,

your compulsions won't be seen.

What will the audience see?

Only your acting and preparation.

No. You must have been chosen

for the main role in Imtiaz Ali's film.

But you didn't do that role.

Secondly, I am the Imtiaz Ali here.

And I am telling you that you have to come on time from tomorrow.

You can quit the job if that's a hindrance.

Or you can quit the main role.

Come on. Start reading again.

Hey, fear isn't completely useless.

If it was so, humans wouldn't run after seeing a lion.

He would have stood still.

Do you know what this means?

Bro, it's Fuck you.

And I will say it again for you. Fuck yourself.

Yes!

Fuck you.

And

once a Fuck you is always a Fuck you.

No matter what do not take it back. It's sacred.

So,

if I point a gun at you out of fury,

-We are scared. -you should still say this.

Fuck you, Jimmy.

Don't take it back.

-Yeah. -Don't take it back.

He won't take it back.

-So. -Fuck, bro. Chill.

-Chill, bro. -Is it still a Fuck you?

-I am sorry, bro. -Bro, calm down.

I say this to you now.

Fuck you.

All right.

In your dad's car with the pocket money given by your mom,

you learn a few English songs and puke after drinking only two beers,

you rich Fucktards, Fuck all of you.

Sister, the smell that you get from your driver,

your dad must have that too.

It's the smell of adrenaline. Hardworking men smell of that.

You roam around with soft boys who wear sweet perfumes

and judge me, Miss Fresher from North Campus,

Fuck you.

And now, the most important thing.

If the father of any of you turns out to be a police commissioner

or a big politician

or a big businessman,

if he gets me caught and asks me to apologise,

I won't apologise. I would still say

Fuck you.

What can I do?

A real man can't

go back on his words.

Calm down, bro. We don't need to do this.

All of you bought expensive shoes, clothes and cars.

Their shopping spree never ends.

Yet, all of them are cowards.

They couldn't Fucking find the courage

in any of the malls.

Oh shit.

But the question remains the same.

Where did these dreams come from?

You gave us dreams, God. Now, what do you want from us?

What do I want?

Asks God.

-Is it true that he was offered a lead in Imtiaz Ali's film? -I made dreams

When I thought about turning humans into Gods...

-That's what we heard. -Why didn't he do it then?

It's destiny, bro.

If someone has a good destiny,

he enjoys his life.

When someone's destiny is bad, he suffers immensely.

He suffered.

Wherever dreams come from,

whatever reasons they come for,

no matter if it's science or divine, once they are planted in our hearts,

they become the master and we become the follower.

The dream is the master.

And we are the servants in the service of a dream.

And everyone and everything that stands between us

is our enemy.

And then

its Dreams vs. Everyone.

Bro, listen to this. The same case was registered in Noida as well.

A broker was giving the key to the apartment to couples on an hourly basis.

He was caught when the boy took the girl to the apartment

and he turned out to be the son of the owner.

The broker was thrashed badly.

Bro, don't get inspired by this. Your incentive is anyway low.

Well, people on a notice period are giving lectures now.

Get back to work now.

'Pandit Ji - Entry to the rehearsal won't be allowed after 7pm today.'

Prashant.

Did you join the marketing team?

No, sir.

Are you still in sales?

Okay.

-Arpit? -Yes, sir.

You joined the marketing team, right?

-No, sir. -No?

Hey, Garve.

-Marketing team, right? No? -No, sir.

Okay.

Sir, I was making the PPT for the builder client. I am just leaving.

Fuckers, I am tired of saying this.

The sales team shouldn't be in the office after 10am.

You should be out in the fields, selling.

I will fire the one who is still here after three seconds.

-What is it? -I wanted to talk to you for two minutes.

It will be done by the time you finish smoking a cigarette.

I will smoke while shitting.

Do you want to talk to me?

Sir, you can get done with it and then...

What after that?

Go and talk to the client now.

You will find me in the office after 6pm if you want to talk to me.

Sir, I wanted to talk about the evening...

-What is it? -Sir.

-You can smoke. I will tell you what I want while standing outside. -What?

Brother.

Brother.

Uncle, I can hear you.

Your uncle built a floor in sector 12.

He gave me the responsibility of selling it.