'When there is extra lipstick on your lips, and extra dazzle in your smile'
'You're definitely screaming in pain from within.'
'And chances are, no one can hear you.'
'Because the music is too loud.'
'I had seen such faces in my entire life from a distance.'
'But I had no idea that I will become like this someday.'
'All because of love.'
'That beautiful, magical four letter word'
'I chased relentlessly all my life.'
'Only to realise, that what you may want, may not be what you need.'
One more please.
'People are right, you should be careful what you wish for.'
'Because sometimes, wishes do come true.'
'Mine did, and how?'
'This is my story.'
'This is my swan dance of misery.'
'This is how I ruined it all.'
'This is how I was broken.'
'You know, when you're born, you just know how to breathe.
'No one has to teach you that.'
'Your body just wants oxygen.'
'That's how I've always wanted Ishan.'
'Ever since I remember, or maybe before that.'
'Whatever I have done, or I am about to do'
'it's all been for him.'
'For him, to look at me me the way I looked at him.'
'I've been waiting for him to walk up to me and tell me those three words'
'I've been longing to hear.'
'So we can start our happily ever after.'
There's my daughter!
'I wasn't born into a posh family.'
'Neither did I have a fancy surname.'
'I just got the spillovers when my mother remarried.'
'And I spent a large part of my life trying to fit in.'
'To belong, to feel that I deserve it.'
My God! Look at this.
Looks like Rumi has imported Paris here to Mumbai.
'Acceptance meant more to me than anything else.'
'Particularly by my childhood crush'
'Ishan Rana.'
'Because only he could give me what I wanted.'
'A love that was legit! A love that was just mine.'
'I was seven when I learnt to fight for him.'
If Ishan is the prince, I'll play Cinderella!
The one who plays Cinderella
must own glass slippers,
and my dad got them!
Don't fight!
'Love that would give me identity.
Love that would give me roots.
Enjoy the show. -All the best.
Did you see any...
'This exhibition was for him.'
'His latest fad was collecting art.'
'So obviously, my latest fad was curating it.'
I'm just going to be back.
'And there he was.'
'The epicentre of my existence.'
'That exact piece that was going to complete my jigsaw.'
'Only I didn't know there was another part'
'that I still couldn't see.'
Ishan. -Thank you.
Hi, sir. -You've come now? Come, there's somebody I want you to meet.
But dad, he just got here.
I'm borrowing him, not kidnapping him. Chill!
She's back. -She's just finished now. Let's see.
'See, everyone wanted a piece of Ishan Rana.'
'Such was his magic.'
Dad is too much. He already took him away.
I didn't even speak to him.
Well,
This is Louie. This is Delphinie.
Don't be a meanie.
So you're interested in art too? -I love it, sir.
Ishan's review is what matters.
The rest are just here to fill the gaps.
Hi. -Foolish. -Oh, wow.
This is nice. -Ishan?
Come, let me show you my favourite artist.
Yeah, just give me two minutes.
We'll be back in two minutes.
Can I just borrow him for a minute?
Of course, go ahead! -Thank you.
I'll be back, sir. -Carry on.
Over nothing.
You have been stubborn since we were children.
Guilty.
And lately quite stunning.
Listen, I have to leave.
I'm going to Germany for two weeks,
but when I'm back, let's hang.
Dinner? -'F**k me backwards!'
'Was he actually going to ask me out?'
'Was Ishan Rana going to say what I dreamt of hearing'
'ever since I knew what dreams were?'
'Me?'
So, it's a... -Hi, mister.
I will direct your idea.
Hey! Who is that wild man?
These great artists...
Hold on, I'll handle it.
Are you sure? -Yeah.
'But in that one moment, I was going to learn what nightmares were.'
These look like art on toilet papers.
Toilet paper? Really?
And who the f**k are you? Are you MF Hussain's grandson?
'I had read that you may keep chasing what you want, '
'but you only attract what you need. I hope that was a lie.'
'Because the one standing in front of me, this d**k with a face'
'was everything I hated. Crass, MCP'
'toxic and insufferable. A cheap'
'romantic.' Don't abuse me. -Excuse me? Can we get him
the f**k out of here?
Can we just not do this right now?
'I wanted to meet him again.'
'Because no one one-ups me ever!'
Where is Ishan?
He already left.
I cannot believe that French reviewers were also there.
Rumi, your show was spectacular.
I loved it.
Don't lie. It was crap!
It's okay. I won't feel bad.
Baby, it was good until the point that
that idiot walked in and messed it up.
What is his name? Who is he? -I have no idea.
I had no idea
that you were interested in art.
Is this what you're going to do eventually?
Mom, I have no idea!
Here, drink water.
'All I knew was that I want Ishan.'
'He was mine, but I wanted to everyone too.'
'You know, I knew exactly how many shirts and boxers he owns.'
'Which peanut butter he is allergic to.'
'How many parking tickets are on his first car'
'and which car is going to be his next.'
'I admit, I had made stalking Ishan on social media a full-time job.'
'I just didn't know which condom brand he prefers.'
'But as my favourite school prayer goes, '
'we shall overcome.'
'We will party a couple of times, '
'have tequila shots.'
'We'll breeze through the nights.'
'And do some random hookups till the sun rises up again.'
'There are so many benefits of having an active sex life.'
'Whenever I meet Ishan, I will be healthy.'
'It was not that he was being a decent man in Germany.'
What is this?
Now what, but who. She's Gul.
I know, but what is this?
The two of them
have been dating for a while now.
I thought she was busy with some play.
What bloody play?
Her dad.
He's producing some play.
Some Indie radical type of a thing,
you know, to launch her.
That's so typical Ishan Rana.
First, he was hitting on you, and now he is with Gul.
'Every bad b***h was a sweet girl who got tired of taking people's s**t!'
'Get up beauty, it's time to beast.'
We welcome you all to this wonderful play called Shaurya.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you so very much.
Are you all excited? -Yeah, obviously!
I'm so excited.
'When did this twat get so hot?'
'Her eyes were so tiny'
'Is there a way to enlarge them?'
'It must be possible. If you can enlarge your boobs, then why not eyes?
Rumi,
Is it worth posting anything on social media today?
Is that even a question? Social media all day
everyday. -Okay.
Ma'am, this is for you. -Coffee. Thank you.
Babe, wait.
It has got whipped cream in it.
It makes you look bloated.
Yeah, as bloated her ego.
You said something, Rumi?
No.
Never mind, so... Just look at her lips.
She's got two fillers already.
Oh, he's here. Hi, Ishan!
Oh! Baby!
I'm very nervous. -Why?
I'm going to forget my lines. I don't know. -Hey, Rumi.
Hey! -Hi.
I'm going to forget my lines, Ishan! -Hey, relax.
You're a rock star, okay. And you're going to kill it.
'And I'll kill her.'
It's so fancy.
That's us. -Yeah.
He is sitting with Gul's parents.-Hey, Ishan.
He's even hugging them.
Why don't you distribute the wedding invites too!
Sure, yeah.
Hold on! This d**k has directed it!
He's the guy
from the exhibition, right? -Yes.
Writer-director,
Agastya Rao.
Get the popcorn.
A narcissistic a****e's play
a corny privileged princess.
This is going to be dope! -Dope.
We fight.
Daily, every second.
Hashtag Meryl Streep.
And use our hunger
as weapon.
My parents
wanted an opportunity. -Yes.
Not because
Etcetera!
How embarrassing. -I know.
I know, it sounded like a comedy show to me. -This place looks...
I know, right! I'm quite impressed.
Babe, you too should be launched.
Piss on it. -Dude, I am serious.
If a girl like her can be launched, then you are a star.
My dad doesn't have so much money
to make me a star.
Too good, three good, I love it!
I see. -This queue is so long.
Honestly, even if we miss second half
I don't regret it.
True that.
Dude, what?
Ishan ran away.
'Thanks to Gul, I didn't have to do anything.'
If Gul was my girlfriend, I would have run away already.
You should write the next play, Babes.
Not possible.
There's only one writer in the world.
Just look at him.
Torn jeans,
slippers, with a cigarette in his hand.
Such angst..
Let it go. -Have I ever let it go?
But the play is about to start. Come.
You carry on, I'll join you.
Writer-director Agastya Rao!
All the way from National School of Drama, Delhi.
You've set the stage on fire, sir.
Every line, expression of the actress
can be seen vividly.
Gul is my friend and she's making an a** out of herself.
Your friend has a special gift.
But the jokes on you, Mr. Rao! When you knew
she can't act, why did you give her the lead?
That's none of your business, all right!
Is it because her dad paid you handsomely!
What do you call yourself? An artist!
You know what this is?
A failed attempt at a comedy show.
Let's go. I wouldn't want to miss a second of this masterpiece!
My name is Shaurya.
Shaurya?
And yes, I am a woman!
Whoa!
This calls for a standing ovation. Please!
Daddy!
Good job. Where is Agastya? -No idea.
Superb!
Ishan.
Baby!
'You know that feeling when you cut your finger on a tin can?'
'And then accidentally dip it into chilli sauce?'
'In that one movement, it was that feeling multiplied by ten.'
Oh, you shouldn't have!
Thank you so much.
Hey! Baby. -Baby!
You were so good, darling. -Thank you.
Do you want to drink something? -Yeah.
I'll have a drink. Thank you. -I'll get it.
Let's go. -Thank you!
Thank you, everyone!
Listen, where is Agastya?
Where is Agastya?
Green room.
Thank you. Thank you
everyone. -Yes, he's there. -I hope you all know that
it means the world to me that you're here to
encourage me and support me.
What support do you need to play a clown?
And specially my dad. Daddy!
Where are you, daddy?
Oh, daddy! -Never mind. And my director Agastya Rao.
Agastya,
what are you doing here? Everyone is looking for you.
I need to talk.
It's time to celebrate now. We can talk later.
He is hiding now.
Angry young man, my f*****g foot!
Anyway, enjoy your drinks. -What did you do?
Enjoy the night, guys!
Nothing much. He'll live.
I love your antics. -Thank you.
The point is that your daughter is a disaster. -And you're fired!
Darn you!
Such a low-class show,
but vintage wines.
I love vintage.
Oh, Gul.
Should I dance? -Hey, girls!
Hi!
Gul, you were amazing.
Thanks, dear.
The wine is amazing.
Good. I'm glad you are enjoying yourselves.
And what you performed on stage,
guts bro!
Thanks. In fact, I was thinking
this play could be made into a movie.
I mean, the theatre has really helped me
hone with my craft and all of that, but... -Rumi...
Rumi, please leave at once.
Why, uncle?
Dad, what are you doing? Please. -Do you know what she did?
Your director is leaving the play.
Do you know why? Because she told him
that she has never seen an actress worse than you.
Don't mix around with these kind of people. They're not the same pedigree.
'What Lakhani said didn't hurt'
'but seeing Ishan hurt me.'
'All I had ever wanted was for Ishan to look at me with love.'
'And at that moment, it seemed as if I had lost that chance forever.'
'I wanted to feel the hurt from the outside.'
'So that I can subside the pain in me.'
'I needed to destroy something.'
'And I chose myself as always.'
Hey!
What's your problem?
Look,
this was just sex, okay?
No tender mushy stuff.
And don't fall in love with me,
I am making myself clear.
By the way, why are you so upset?
None of your business. -Anyway,
I'm not interested in your sob story.
'I had only walked in for a small pain killer.'
'Little did I know, it was going to become my choice of drug.'
'A feel-good drug which numbs me to everything else.'
'This is how I ruined it all.'
'And this is how I was broken.'