My family is under huge debt.
And if we don't repay the bank soon they will auction our home.
I am so sorry to hear that.
But is your grandpa cool about you singing with me?
No, he doesn't know anything about this.
Neither the mortgage nor me.
But if he finds out then...
Don't worry.
I can digitally tweak your voice.
Nobody will ever find out.
Thank you.
But there's another small problem.
Now what?
Even my father should never know that I am arranging this money.
It's a little complicated, Please.
Fine.
The cheque in Panditji's name
will be issued by his biggest fan Harshwardhan Sharma.
My Dad.
But Radhe, I have a condition too.
Go ahead.
My entire life, I've idolised Queen Eli.
And while signing my contract with JP they said that
Queen Eli wants to collaborate with an Indian artist.
If my songs work, I have a real shot at this.
So for the next 10 days, you must dedicate maximum time to me.
I need you to fully commit to me as an artist Radhe.
Ok.
Welcome on board.
I created this Thumri (song)
for your grandma 30-years-ago.
But she could never hear it.
And since then, even I never wanted to hear anyone sing it.
But the right successor to this song... is you.
Let's see if you have the talent to master this song or not.
Sign here.
What now?
Nothing.
Welcome to my studio.
Shall we begin?
Sit. That's my chair.
I've designed a basic groove. Tell me what you think.
Yeah.
How was that?
Accelerated.
What?
Too fast.
Yeah, so...
So if the song starts... slow and...
Gradually... everyone will fall asleep.
I am sorry, but I don't want to make a lullaby.
10 seconds.
That's what we've got to catch the attention of millennials.
I think we should play it safe and make a love song.
Yeah...
-Okay. -That will work.
I seem to remember an old song, which is quite apt.
Can I try once?
Of course, let's hear it.
Stop.
It's very nice. I like it.
Now try to put some feel into it.
Feel?
Yeah? We try again.
-Yeah. -We're doing great.
Okay, stop.
Radhe, what are you thinking about while singing?
About the tune.
That's the problem.
You are so involved with the technique that you're missing the emotion.
You don't just have to sing this love song, you've to feel it.
Here.
Let me help you.
Remember the first time when you held a girl's hand.
Or maybe when you first kissed her in the dead of the night.
Have you even kissed a girl?
Yes...
No. Actually, I haven't...
But you must have been in love with someone.
Love?
Back in high school, I did pass a chit to Sangeeta once.
-Oh. -Yes.
Then what happened?
She returned the chit saying that she likes Chirag.
I think we'll need to role-play to crack this song.
Role-play?
Yes.
How can you sing from the heart
if you've never experienced this feeling before?
The racing of your heart, when somebody enters the room.
The thrill when your eyes meet in a crowded area.
The feeling that the spaces between your fingers was created
just to fit the other person's hand.
You mean... we've to pretend to be boyfriend-girlfriend.
No pretending.
I'll give you the full girlfriend experience.
From the first date
to the final heartbreak.
And then trust me
the song will come automatically.
Well... what needs to be done
-needs to be done. -Exactly.
Stay Radhe, stay.
-Feel. -Okay.
I'll be back in one minute.
Yeah.
Stay.
Hello.
Shit Paddu, I was going to call you.
I don't think I can make it.
-You are joking, right? -Please try to understand.
I thought everything will be fine once Radhe comes onboard.
But I've to teach him everything.
I am going crazy. I cannot waste two days.
Waste? Tammy, it's my wedding.
It's not some stupid birthday party which comes every year.
And if you're in such deep crises then just get Radhe along.
You can rehearse in the morning and attend the functions in the evening.
So don't make excuses. Just come. Okay, bye.
Radhe, I've got a brilliant idea.
Tomorrow we will go to Udaipur for a wedding. As boyfriend and girlfriend.
And that's where we will work on the song as well.
No.
No, no.
No. I cannot just go to Udaipur tomorrow.
Radhe, you promised to dedicate maximum time to me for the next ten days.
Yes, but this wedding at Udaipur was not on our schedule.
Every day I practise for hours with Panditji.
I cannot leave the city.
Radhe, you will miss only one practice session.
So just figure something out.
We really need to stick by each other and help each other out.
-The feeling isn't right. -What?
The feeling isn't right. Try again.
Stop.
Look, Radhe...
everyone doesn't have the knowledge of melodies
but everyone can feel emotions.
Emotion is as important as the melody.
When singing 'Sringar Rasa' (romance) one should feel like that too.
But Panditji... how can I sing in an emotion which I've never experienced?
An artist's duty is to present what he never experienced before.
You won't murder someone to experience 'Raudra Rasa' (anger)!
Again.
What?
Greetings, Panditji.
-What is this? -Pardon me, Panditji.
But it's my sister's wedding.
-Whose wedding? -My sister.
Which sister?
The one that lives in Udaipur. Tunu aunty's daughter.
-When is the wedding? -Tomorrow.
-Tomorrow? -Yes.
Our family priest has said that
the groom's unlucky phase begins from the day after.
So if they don't get married tomorrow, the guy can even end up dead.
I cannot come.
-But... -Yes, and I can't either.
-I have to practise everyday... -Great. You forgot, didn't you?
You promised Minty that you will come to her wedding and stay till the end.
-That was then. So what? -You are like her older brother.
-But I've to practise... -You mean more to her than me...
Go...
Not sticking to your word is as good as lying. So go.
But keep practising.
Yes, Panditji.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
How is it?
It's smooth. And overwhelming.
It's the best whiskey from Belgium.
I've brought you a bottle as well.
I have a question.
Ask.
What brought you back here after all these years?
What's the plan?
I am trying to find a groom for Sandhya.
Is Sandhya old enough to get married?
She turned 22.
So I thought it's time.
And I am tired of looking after the business.
I thought once I find the right son-in-law
I'll hand over the business to him and retire. Relax.
Do you really expect to find someone among the royal families
who will be willing leave this comfort to settle down there for you?
I am not looking for a good-for-nothing Prince either.
A decent boy. From a decent family.
That's all I need.
-I see. -Drink up.
Wow...
This must be the only wedding in history
for which just one wedding card was printed.
So tell me... are you two going to stay in the same room?
Are you crazy?
This is official.
God... why don't you give me such official jobs too.
And that role-play thing.
That's amazing.
Girlfriend-boyfriend, huh?
Her friend's getting married and you are having nuptial night.
Enough of this nonsense.
But be careful.
City girls are very cunning.
It's true.
Their relationships last less
than the gap between my two bathing days.
Is that her?
Hi. Hi.
You look happy.
I just try to be happy for my friends.
Whatever floats your boat, man.
Hi, cutie pie.
Shall we go?
Did you see his face?
He was shocked.
He will actually start to believe that there's something between us.
I don't care whether he believes or not but you must.
You are not in character at all, Radhe.
Out of nowhere, you called me cutie pie?
-So? -No... I...
I mean it's going to take me some time, but I will catch up.
Let's start from the beginning, okay?
Imagine you just saw me at my concert.
And you're totally shook.
You think I am savage and now you want to talk to me.
Go. Ready?
Okay.
Yes?
I am feeling really stupid.
Feeling shy?
Yes. A bit.
We don't have time for it. Radhe, this is serious business.
Come on, again. You can do this.
Try harder.
Come in.
Hi, Tamanna.
Hi.
That was an amazing concert.
Thank you.
I mean such energy and your voice...
Energy? Voice?
Are you trying to flirt or give your review?
I see...
Okay. I get it.
I mean I've to say that you're looking hot.
Not your cup of tea,
Try negging.
What is that?
It means saying negative things about someone intentionally.
So that they start taking more interest in you.
It's like playful teasing, you know.
Sounds more like manipulation to me.
-Radhe... -I am just saying.
I mean you're not that beautiful for me to say such things out of nowhere.
Oh... so you decided to try negging after all.
No, no, I am just saying... not everything can be about looks.
So you peaked into my soul... just in one performance?
I don't know about your soul, but your performance was amazing.
Honestly, the way you were singing and dancing... and with such confidence.
-Fab, right? -Yeah.
-You know, it felt like -Yes.
even with that huge crowd
you've some kind of personal connection with all of them.
Seemed like... in just a moment, you've made all of them happy.
And that's a big deal.
So concentrating only on your looks, according to me it's disrespect to you.
You are beyond all this.
Wow!
What do I do?
Now you will do as I say.
Stop the car.
Mehboob, stop the car.
Now I am... taking you on our first date.
Out here?
On today's date, you have two meal options.
Either you can order from this menu, or... buffet style.
The service here is pretty good.
With a VIP guest around, service has to be good.
Are we going to eat onions today?
No. We won't eat onions if you don't want to.
Then let's try the buffet.
Paddu.
Tammy.
-I love you. -I love you too.
-Hey... -Hello.
Mr. scapegoat, huh.
-He's too cute ya, just too cute. -I know.
Okay, guys. Come on, follow me, because people are waiting.
Follow me.
-Let's go party. -Wait a minute.
I'll congratulate the bride and groom and retire for the night.
You can sleep back in Jodhpur.
This is the next stage of Role-Play.
Meet my friends. Follow me.
What happened?
Let's go.
Hey, guys! What's up?
-Hey... Hi. -Hey... what's up?
Okay. That's my boyfriend, Radhe.
-That's Ronnak, Sanna. -Hi, Radhe!
-That's Rocky, my best friend. -Hello.
Hello.
Okay, Radhe. What will you drink?
Cold drink.
No hard drink?
No, I don't drink.
Yes, I'll drink.
Okay. One Dry Martini with an olive coming up.
Yes, you are a darling...
So where did you guys meet?
Love. Do you remember where we met?
At Tamanna's concert.
And were you waiting to be clicked with her
after winning the audience award?
Rocky...
Come on.
Just kidding.
I wish, it was so easy.
But I had to bribe the security guards.
Really.
But when I reached backstage, i saw her fans buzzing around.
Then I found the king in me.
And made my way to her.
And when I actually faced her
I just gave up.
It was altogether a different feeling.
I could hear melodies playing just like in movies.
Like it happens in the film.
Melodies?
The moment hero started looking into her eyes and he started singing.
And what did he sing...
He just blew away her by his voice.
And that moment I knew, Queen belongs to him.
Do come and sing for me as well, Radhe.
Yeah, sure.
No chance.
I don't let him sing for anyone. He is too sexy for his own good.
And now the only fear I have that he might dump me for someone else.
So guys, please excuse us.
I am going to pop into the bushes and give him his nightly blowjob.
Cheers!
Never have I had a blowjobs in the bushes.
You don't need to worry.
I won't dump you for anyone.
Easy there, Tiger.
Don't forget this is just role-playing.
Yes, but at this speed, we may come up with a song today itself.
Not before our first fight.
Why do we have to fight?
To get some depth in the song.
We've aced the honeymoon period.
Now we've to see whether we can be more than just a coochie-coo couple, or not.
I was more comfortable with the earlier phase.
Everyone does.
But you want to know a secret.
Making up after a fight is a different level of fun.
Hey there, sexy.
Sushant.
-Hi. How are you? -I am good.
I see you are cheating on me again.
Careful bro, she will break your heart and leave you stranded.
Shut up.
I am Sushant, by the way. Madam's first victim.
Radhe.
Now... I think I am going to steal you for a dance.
I hope you don't mind.
This role-play just went into fifth gear.
Let's see how you can win me back.
Gave up so soon.
No, I didn't.
Dry Martini with an olive.
You are getting overconfident.
Honestly... I was shit scared.
Did I pronounce the drink right?
What if I hadn't come back?
I would have still loved you the way I did.
Tammy, we're missing you on the dance floor.
Yeah... my turn.
To dance with you.
Shall we?
I hope you don't mind.
Can you even dance?
No.
What were you saying about making up after a fight?
But we haven't fought yet.
You just left me for someone else.
Then I must apologise.
How?
Depends on how angry you are.
I am fuming.
Now?
Still angry.
The more you practise, singing becomes easier, isn't it?
Panditji, with your permission
can I try to present this song on the eve of Makar Sankranti.
No, don't be in a hurry.
Your emotions are much better, but your singing needs stillness.
I will work harder, Panditji.
I will work on the melodies just like I worked on the emotion.
Panditji, today after practice he needs to...
Oh, yes.
-Radhe. -Yes.
Don't go anywhere today, we've to go to the Palace.
To see a bride for you.
Without my consent?
Panditji, I am only 21-years-old.
And I am just beginning my musical journey.
I am more concerned about your music than you.
But His Highness has personally invited us, so we must go.
At least for a short meeting.
Welcome. Welcome.
Greetings, Panditji.
What did you say her name was?
Sandhya.
Radhe-Sandhya.
Sounds more like two sisters.
I think something is fishy here.
Belongs to such an influential family.
-Raised and educated in Belgaum. -Belgium.
Fine, raised in Belgium.
Couldn't they find white boy for her there?
Is everybody dead? No one else is left?
Why did they like our little master Radhe Rathore only?
Highness has a solid track record.
Every wedding he's been to, always ends with quarrels and violence.
Land, fortune, or women.
But now he's personally invited you
for his brother's daughter's proposal.
You're going to have a one-in-a-million married life.
I don't know whether you're trying to encourage me or screw me.
Why will I screw you?
Look...
His Highness and Panditji are already doing that.
Do you know what I am worried about?
He has a huge cattle-herding business in Europe.
So what?
What if they make you the herdsman there?
Why would I go there?
She is coming here.
What? Then something is definitely wrong here.
And even if something is wrong, you will have to manage.
Panditji too...
Radhe.
Radhe, meet Sandhya.
She has learned western classical from Brussels's Conservatory.
She topped her class.
She knows Indian Classical as well.
Why don't the two of you go and have a little chat?
I came second.
In the Royal Conservatory.
I came second in class.
I didn't top my class.
You are trained in Indian Classical as well?
Well... not formally, I tried to learn through YouTube videos.
But... then I realised nothing good ever happens on the internet.
I must say... Panditji has an amazing voice.
He does.
Do you have a cigarette?
You smoke?
No.
Then why did you check your pocket?
You asked suddenly...
-You know why we're here, right? -Yes.
That's why I am feeling a little awkward.
I have a question... What is the biggest lie you've said till date?
I cannot reveal that.
You seem like a nice guy.
I am sorry if I made you feel awkward.
Shall we go back?
Panditji, Surya's such a big fan of yours
that he's been making your daughter listen to your songs since she was a kid.
I have seen sister-in-law somewhere.
Have you ever been out of Jodhpur?
I went to Tonk when I was in school.
In a truck. It was my uncle's wedding. Understand.
I want you all to hear Sandhya's voice once.
Panditji...
Two years ago I saw a recording of one of your Sangeet Samrat Event.
With your permission...
I would like to sing a rendition of that.
She is a little too modest as well.
She has been practising that song since the day she heard it.
But to understand such a rendition properly, even a lifetime is less.
Sing, dear. Go on.
Wow.
Your Highness...
It will be an honour to have Sandhya as a part of our family.