Mistari 200 ya kwanza.
Why did you stop? Play on.
I can't.
You can.
I'll show you.
Why can't I play like that?
Why can't I play like you?
Of course you can. Try once again.
No. I can never do it.
I'll fail the exam.
I can't play like you.
I can never be like you.
You can. And you can play too.
Try like this.
I cannot be like you!
I can never play like you!
-I'm not like you! -Anjali.
I can never be like you.
Anjali!
-I don't know anything! -What did you say?
I can never become like you.
I can neither be like you nor play like you.
I'll never be you.
I'm sorry, sir.
I'm sorry, sir.
What is my heart seeking?
What do you want, my life?
What is my heart seeking?
What do you want, my life?
What is my heart seeking?
What do you want, my life?
What an endless journey this is
Where is the one
I desire to see?
What is my heart seeking?
What do you want, my life?
What is my heart seeking?
What do you want, my life?
The one in my dreams is nowhere
But she's mine
She and I are like
The sea and shore
Where is she?
Will the road take me to her?
Where will I find her?
Which fellow traveler will tell me?
Where is the one
I desire to see?
What is my heart seeking?
What do you want, my life?
What is my heart seeking?
What do you want, my life?
I'm like a temple without an idol
And a mirror without an image
Life needs reason to live
Flowers need a garden to spread the aroma
For whom is this legacy of passion
That kindles within me?
Far and wide I see no one
Whom should I love?
Where is the one
I desire to see?
What is my heart seeking?
What do you want, my life?
What is my heart seeking?
What do you want, my life?
Wow, well done.
The music is sensational.
We'll set a new trend of non-film songs, Mr. Vikramaditya.
Just like in Europe and America.
You'll become famous, an international star.
People will go mad. Girls will go crazy for you.
Really? Then I'll be going now.
-What? We're going to make you immortal! -Wait a minute.
What about launch parties and publicity concerts? Wait.
How will your music be popular?
I don't do concerts.
I'm not interested in launch parties and publicity.
I've done all I could for this album.
If the music is good, it'll sell on its own.
As far as I'm concerned, it's not these tapes...
but my school and students who will make me immortal.
How can you leave?
-Let's celebrate. -No!
I'm driving to Ooty and driving after drinking isn't good.
-Bye. -Mr. Vikram...
Go on, pour your heart out, Herman.
To my foe!
Foe? Who me?
Yes, you're my enemy.
You robbed me of my whiskey! Drunk driving is not good.
Do we always have to be righteous?
We could've enjoyed good food and wine.
You are allergic to the good life.
Herman, you know I don't want to waste my time with these people.
God bless you, what good use will you put the time to?
Losing a little money and fame you've earned so far
will not make any difference.
Where are you headed to in such a hurry?
Herman,
I've never liked such parties.
Lately I've been yearning for something else.
What?
It took me years of hard work to gather a treasure trove of music.
I want to pass it on to someone.
I don't want to leave it in a lifeless tape.
I want to sow it in someone's heart,
so that the music lives on,
in every sense.
Got it?
Yes.
-What happened to this? -I'll check.
It's overheated. It needs water.
Now go and fetch water.
For a mouthwash?
No. For my whiskey.
-Where's the girl who was singing? -Don't know. Must be around.
Hurry up or they'll inform Father.
Especially Anne. She'll be the first one.
Joseph!
Careful Joseph!
Go home and work. Don't drink.
Father, I was on my way. He came in my way!
And I quit drinking long ago.
I know.
But don't start again.
Yes, Father.
David, clean it fast. You're too slow.
The girl who was singing...
I was trying to wake her.
Even a bomb will not wake Tina up now.
She's deaf? But she has a beautiful voice.
She's not deaf.
She gets tired after attending college in the day
and serving drinks to drunkards like Joseph at her sister's bar at night.
Then she comes to pray. So she gets no time to sleep.
I force her to sleep here on this bench.
She sleeps well here.
Now I'm not going to let anyone wake her.
I must speak to her. Please wake her up.
Wait for two hours, not now.
I'm on my way to Ooty, so please wake her.
I won't let you wake her.
You have to wait for two hours.
Where?
Rita! Listen to me.
One small peg.
Just a peg.
What are you doing?
You tell the priest you've quit drinking.
And now you're begging for a drink.
-Speak the truth, Joseph. -The truth, even for a drink?
Please...
I'm your daddy's pal's son.
When you were a baby, your daddy gave my daddy free booze daily.
That's why my daddy is in debt.
Now it's different.
I'm running this bar now. No credit now.
Pay up or else...
That's not right.
Free drinks!
You smile, I got no time to smile, daddy.
What?
May I speak to you about your sister?
I've seen you somewhere.
Have we seen him somewhere?
I've seen him before. Where did we see him, Caesar?
You read the news on TV?
I'm not a newsreader.
I'm a music teacher.
I heard your sister sing in the church.
She sings well, but she isn't perfect.
If she trains well, she'll become a great singer someday.
My new session begins in two days.
I want to take your sister away with me.
Pack her clothes.
And tell someone to wake her up. I can't wait for two hours.
What is your intention?
I want to make your sister a star.
Sir, we might look stupid.
But it doesn't mean that anyone can fool us.
Tina is like a baby to us, Lord's gift to us.
Don't harbor any evil intention,
-or else... -What?
Sir, before we say anything rude to you,
or before Caesar loses his temper, please take your leave.
-Listen... -You didn't hear Rita?
You're out of your minds!
I'm a renowned singer.
I am Vikramaditya Singh.
You hear me? Vikramaditya Singh.
Not some immoral man or drunkard.
Bhaskar, Ceaser, he's a singer! Vikramaditya Singh.
He sings those lovely songs.
I've seen him on TV! Also in posters.
Sorry, I didn't recognize you.
Uncle, he's a great singer!
He'll turn Tina into a star.
Please call the church. I have very little time.
-Make a telephone call! -Call them.
Careful.
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