M Cream

Through leaves of apathy...

I spy the fierce bark of my generation.

A wretched blob of uppers and downers.

Chasing phantoms in fancy suits.

The tree grows limp.

Cloudy skies cluster overhead.

Seriously?

I know.

Hey! Where’s Niz?

Could you get him please?

Niz? Yeah, just one second.

Figs!

How’s it hanging bro’?

Precariously, man.

Thanks yo’!

Oh Jay meet Figs.

Figs, Jay.

Hello Figs.

Interesting name.

Yeah. It’s short for Figaro.

Er... like the opera?

Yes...

Mozart.

My parents. They’re lovers of the opera.

Okay then...

That’s new.

Thank you.

Awesome stuff dude!

It's your stuff, dude!

Oh yes! Correct.

Niz! What the...

Where have you been? I’ve been waiting like forever!

I am a traveler, lost in a storm.

All I want to do is to love you.

You are my light, my inspiration.

You are my light, my inspiration.

Maggie, I love you!

Wow! What awful poetry!

Figs...

A photographer and a poet!

Fantastic.

Good catch, Maggie.

Figs. How's it going?

Yeah... well...

...pillaging, licentiousness and drunken debauchery.

You know, the usual.

And you, sir?

Just chilling.

So... We’ll be back!

Oh and Figs...

Take it easy on the drinks yo’!

Okay yo’...

Bye.

Mishra! Tell me something…

Just roll another joint.

Yes, indeed!

- Maggie. - Hey!

- Happy Birthday! - Thank you.

You don’t smoke?

No. Is that a problem?

Yes, yes, yes...

No, no, no...

Why do guys always do that?

Do what?

You know? Have a smoke after...

How many guys have you known?

So… Why are you sitting here?

Excuse me?

If you’ve got something to say....

...just say it.

Apologies. What’s your deal?

Excuse me?

You heard me. What’s your deal?

Figs, you don’t know Jay?

Jayshri Bose! President, LSR Debsoc.

Debate! How cool! Wow...

Why don't you give us a rundown of that debate speech?

So Figaro, what’s your deal?

Mine?

I'm just in love with hash.

Yeah man!

Why so serious, Mr.?

Nothing.

I was just thinking...

I might have to leave town for a few days.

I’m going to head to the hills.

Why? What’s up?

Some work. Photography work.

Cool. So take me with you!

No! It’s work.

No! It’s work...

Come on! Don’t be silly.

Hey! What are you doing?

You’ll break it, baby! Stop it.

Of course not. I know how to use this.

No. Stop. Don’t do that.

Come on. Smile.

I said stop!

Come on... Niz!

Don’t make me use force!

Force is good.

So Jay, how’s everything in college?

Great.

In fact I’m working on a new assignment.

We’re doing a case study on political refugees.

Niz and I, we have this old school friend, Thupten.

He has become quite the spokesman for a free Tibet.

Nice.

It’s a cause worth fighting for.

Listen to this bull shit, man!

Wow...

Guess everyone’s entitled to an opinion...

Even the drunk village idiot!

Who do you think you are? Che Guevara?

No, you’re not!

Not even close.

You’re just a silly, delusional, bourgeois girl with a stick up her ass.

Who do you think you are?

You’re just a self-involved, vacuous...

...Freak.

What pretentious use of English!

Listen. What’s your name?

Jay, right? Jay?

Listen, Jay.

I know the world’s a fucked up place but I’m also smart enough to know...

...that there’s nothing that you or I...

...sitting here in this beautiful posh farm house...

...can do about it.

So I’m just going to sit here and smoke this doob...

...while the world can go fuck itself.

You’re an ass hole.

Yeah... I am!

Drop the yuppie act, will you? Get real.

Here she is folks!

Revolutionary Bose to the rescue.

Fighting evil and doing good.

How cute.

You’re right.

It is cute.

What? Jay? Jay?

Figs! Figs! Are you okay, bro’?

It’s all good man. It’s all good.

Everyone’s a critic.

Figs? Figs?

Figs Bhardwaj... the things you do.

Good morning!

Auto!

Light and shadow are now in harmony,

The news spreads in every direction,

Commotion in these winds as well,

Light and shadow are now together.

The commotion of the world tells you,

Be intoxicated with your wishes,

Content in their thoughts,

The woes behind these smiles.

The woes behind these smiles. That bird which desires only smoke,

That bird which desires only smoke,

A great deal of time has passed by,

What is right and what is wrong,

There exists no limit, yet.

Look they’re really exhausted

Your heart tells you to dance carefree

Let’s sail the ship of smoke

Where no one ever travels to, let’s go there

That bird which desires only smoke

Thank you.

I bought them fresh from the Ritz, Mr. Gupta. Just for the two of you!

The Ritz?

Yes.

We had our last kitty party there.

A resounding success.

I’m sure it was!

Why don’t you join us the next time, Vandana!

We’re having a bake sale at the club.

Come early for cocktails.

I certainly will.

Will I not be invited?

Look. He wants to come as well.

Hey Figaro! Where have you been?

Come sit with us...

We’ve been waiting for you for over an hour, dear.

Sorry guys! Apologies...

There was an emergency at Maggie’s place. It was kind of a...

What? What happened?

This girl, this friend of Maggie’s I think she was...

...she was having this existential crisis and...

...I stayed up all night consoling the poor creature.

Figaro! What rubbish! Now come on...

Figaro, Figaro. Meet Mr Gupta...

Hello Figaro. Pleasure meeting you.

And Mrs Gupta...

Hi.

Figaro. Your dad tells me you’re interested in corporate law?

Well actually...

No problem. Come over tomorrow!

We’ll create a position of a research assistant for you!

No problems at all.

No, no, no. Not tomorrow.

He has to finish his application to Harvard first.

How about the day after? At 3PM?