Afsos

There was a time

when I thought that I was the most important person in the world.

Maybe everyone thinks this way.

But, if we look at the sky once, we realize that we are nothing.

I am nothing.

Regards, Nakul.

Shoo! Shoo!

What? What do you want?

Give my pillow back.

Go away.

Look at your audacity.

Huh?

You'll steal my property?

Huh?

Hey! Are you mad? Do you want to die?

Yes! I want to die.

Commander, attack!

Hey, give my pillow back.

You mad man!

You want to rob me... robber.

Let go, let go off it,

Sometimes I think...

There are times when I think...

I don't think.

Uncle, uncle, please pass the ball uncle. Please pass the ball, uncle.

Sorry, uncle! Please pass the ball.

Sorry uncle. Please give us the ball.

Uncle uncle, ball please, uncle.

Uncle, please hurry up, uncle.

What, uncle. I am right here and you kicked the ball there.

You don't even know how to kick a ball. What a loser, uncle!

Your name, Sir?

Nakul.

Nakul,

I have some pictures for you.

I mean, you should know

what would've happened if you'd come under that train.

Hmm?

Walking, standing, lying down, sitting.

You realize how difficult all this becomes only

when your backbone breaks.

Nakul, I understand your state of mind.

I really do.

It's very natural.

Everyone goes through this kind of phase.

I have also had low phases.

But that doesn't mean that I'll kill myself.

How did you get injured?

- This is fun. - I also want...

Someone help me!

Help!

Lay him down.

Easy, easy. Take it easy.

Compress his chest...

Mahadev! Mahadev!

Where is Mahadev?

Can't see him.

What happened to Mahadev?

Because of him.

Because of you, our Mahadev is gone.

So, this was your eleventh attempt?

Is this the real deal, right?

This is the real deal. You won't come back.

Dude, are you okay with this? Selling poison to people.

What poison? To hell with poison.

It's Viagra.

Once he takes it, he'll be too embarrassed to come back anyway.

Okay, Nakul.

Here is what we need to do.

You have to fight back.

Ok?

You have to visualize your future.

Quitting is not an option.

Quitting is never an option.

But, why not?

Hmm?

Why is quitting not an option?

I left my job to become a writer.

Then I found out that I'm not really good at writing.

It took me six years to write one story,

but no publisher has a single second to read it.

My story is lying disregarded in some office, lifeless like me.

I joined a job once again.

And, I was fired again.

I have been fired a total of four times from my job.

And, each time, they were right to fire me.

I have fallen in love thrice, but all three women left me.

And they were right to leave me as well.

There is only one person in this world who talks to me.

You.

And I pay you to talk to me.

Money that I didn't have.

The money that I got by selling my vehicle.

The vehicle which my parents had given me.

The same parents who are paralyzed because of me.

And my brother doesn't let me enter his house.

So, why not?

You know, Ms. Shloka, when I was a child,

and I was having a bad day, I would go to sleep early.

So that the bad day would end quickly.

I want to do the same thing with my life.

This is my gut feeling, and gut feeling is always right.

Ok, Ms. Shloka, I get it.

Some people have good days and bad days.

But there hasn't been a single good day in my life.

My life story is so poorly written that I feel like I've written it myself.

There is no other solution for my godforsaken life.

I will have to die.

But, every time I try to kill myself,

some good Samaritan comes and saves me.

Don't they have better things to do?

What do they know about me?

They don't know me, they don't know anything about my life,

but they come, save my life and go back to their own lives.

Then, what's the point of saving me?

You don't genuinely care about me either.

You just want to feel good about yourself,

and that's why you are doing all this.

Everyone should die along with me.

Really...

What do you think? Everything will be okay after you die?

Yes. Maybe, maybe everything will be fixed.

Here, take this. Take it.

Cut your wrist.

Take it.

You should've thought of this first. It's so common.

It will all be over in thirty seconds.

You tried to kill yourself so many times,

how come you didn't think of this?

Please do it, I won't stop you.

I just want to help you.

Do it!

Don't worry about dirtying the carpet and all, I'll get it washed.

Come on. Just do it.

Nakul,

if you really wanted to die

then you wouldn't have been looking for a pillow on the railway tracks.

You wouldn't have yelled out, "Help! Help!" while drowning in the pond.

You wouldn't have yelled, and in fact you would be dead by now.

But, every time, your survival instinct kicks in,

and you don't die.

You know why?

Because, you don't want to die.

Son, when will the power be back?

Let me fix this first, aunty.

Yes, Dwivedi.

In the ashram?

I'm on my way.

Come here, sir.

Here, take these stairs, sir.

Twelve monks are dead, sir.

And, one is missing.

Such a big crime has never happened in Harsil before, sir.

For the first time I feel like we are policemen.

Yes, sir.

I'm scared, but I'm also excited, sir.