[Crickets chirp. Dogs bark at a distance]
[Persistent door bell rings]
[Bullet shot]
[Nakul gasps]
[Alarm clock beeps]
Got it.
Like I said, it's very simple.
There is nothing difficult about it. Matter of a moment.
Leave all your attachments behind before going.
Okay.
Understood?
So, like you both have decided, you will be going first.
Ready?
Very good.
[Man Screams]
See, how simple is this.
Right!
- [Man] Hey! Hey. - [Woman] No, I don't want to die.
- [Man] You have to go to your friend. - [Woman] I don’t want to die, please
What are you doing? What will your friend think?
Will you leave him alone? Look, you have signed a contract with us.
Come on. I'll help you. [Woman] No, No.
Come on, Come on. I will help you. [Woman] No, I don't want to die.
Come on. Hey, what...
[Woman] Please, please, let me go. I don't want to die.
[Phone rings]
Hello!
[Nakul] Hello, Ms. Maria, I'm still alive.
Nakul!?
You… you are dead.
Is this a joke to you, Ms. Maria?
I am calling you because I am alive, right?
Yes...This is not possible.
Upadhyay shot you in the head.
[Nakul] What fraud is this? I am telling you that I’m alive!
One minute. Just one minute.
I’ll just check everything.
[Maria] Your address, yes, it's N/37, Lok Gaurav Complex.
M/37. M for Mandir.
But you said N.
N for Nastik.
Shit, did you kill, Sudharshan?
The address you gave us, that’s…
Look Ms. Maria, please, please, I beg you.
Please kill me today. I gave you my contract and I am still not dead
[Maria] Of course, Nakul. Now you will definitely die.
Just give me some time…
[Nakul] And until then?
Until then...
It’s your last day, so enjoy yourself.
Today is your day. Bye, and sorry for the mistake.
Really sorry, sorry. Won’t happen again. Sorry.
Okay.
[Phone rings]
Hello?
[Maria] Hello Upadhyay, major confusion.
Nakul is not dead, someone else is. It was my mistake.
But anyway, I will send you this address
You have to fix this, Upadhyay. Please
Just hurry! He has to be shot today.
Okay, just go fast.
[Upadhyay] Okay. Okay then bye.
[Maria] Go quickly please.\ NAlright, bye. [Upadhyay] Okay. Okay then bye.
[Maria] Go quickly please.\ NAlright, bye.
[Cocks Gun]
[Gun Shot]
[Train chugs]
[Motorcycle zooms]
[Temple bells ring] [Water splash]
[Vehicles honking] [Train announcements]
♫ This Bullet and this Gun ♫
♫ We only see them in the films ♫
♫ But I've heard their grace is enough to shorten lifetimes ♫
♫ [Whistling] ♫
♫ Whether in diaries or books ♫
♫ This story is just a transaction ♫
♫ We have read it, and fought it ♫
♫ The last page has all the answers ♫
♫ Why don’t we all end ourselves together ♫
♫ Tease that last wound ♫
♫ Rue over what we've just discovered ♫
♫ How small is the price of this freedom... ♫
- 200 Rupees.
You've given more, Sir.
♫
Here you go, my dues are cleared.
Are you going somewhere?
No, I’m quitting.
Sir, you are also quitting?
Come on. Give me a last one.
Nakul, look, I’ll be honest with you. We like your story. It’s a good idea.
But it needs a lot of work.
Okay.
But are you sure that you will publish it?
Actually, that all depends on how it shapes out.
So, I don't really want to promise you anything right now.
Look, it'll be better if you can give me a guarantee.
Because...
I've committed elsewhere and if I cancel that
and this doesn't work out, then…
I... I understand.
But I don't want to give you any false hope either, right?
Look, it’s a very big opportunity.
The money?
Three lakhs.
You can pay it in instalments.
I’ll have to pay you?
♫ It’s a spider’s web ♫
♫ that we have cast ourselves ♫
♫ To be trapped, with no one to our rescue ♫
♫ Lucky is the one who succumbs first ♫
♫ Why not march together ♫
♫ And vow to never return ♫
♫ Rue over what we've just discovered ♫
♫ How small is the price of this freedom ♫
♫ Oo, come let’s together be less afraid ♫
♫ And direct our step on that path ♫
♫ My breath has begun to rag ♫
♫ Let’s bring now, this song to an end ♫
We say 'death is inevitable' as if it's a fact.
However, we completely ignore the exceptions.
An aquatic animal found in Iceland called 'Ocean Quahog'
has been alive for over 507 years.
A North American species of trees called 'Bristlecone pine'
have been alive for over 5000 years.
And all this is not because they don't smoke.
So, if these animals and plants with significantly inferior intelligence
can live forever,
then why can't we humans, 'The greatest species' live forever?
We can and we will.
Scientists around the world agree that immortality is not just a possibility,
it is going to be a reality by 2045.
Which means we are either the last generation to die
or the first generation to live forever.
The question friends, is how?
There are two schools of thought.
One group of scientists believe that we will gain immortality,
like in the movie 'AVATAR',
where our consciousness will be transferred to a computer.
The second group believes we will be immortal like an 'antique car'
where every body part down to a cellular level
will be restored as soon as it's damaged.
However, I believe there is a third way...
Elixir. Fokatiya ran away with the elixir.
[Chuckles] What sir?
Look, we've been hearing about the elixir in the ashram since our childhood. Right?
Please, sir. That's just a story, sir.
Yeah? And this? This is also a story?
This was published last week, and today they've all been killed.
So, what are you saying?
We know Fokatiya baba well, sir. Since our childhood.
Are you suggesting that Fokatiya has killed twelve monks?
Why would he do that?
I don’t know.
[Chants of Om]
Aah! No, guruji.
[Chants continue]
Forgive me, guruj i.
You can't cast me out for such a small mistake.
I won't leave. [Guruji chuckles]
Fokatiya, I have no intention of casting you out of the ashram.
And neither am I punishing you.
I’m giving you a purpose...
that you were born to fulfil.
Purpose?
What is it, guruji?
This is an element which came from, ‘The great churning of the ocean’.
In this age, it is known as an elixir.
Elixir?
Yes, yes Fokatiya.
Every child in this village knows that the elixir is in the ashram.
Don't you know?
No... I mean, I did not believe it.
It’s been in the ashram for centuries.
But, now the time for change has come.
If this is really an elixir, and if I drink it,
will I really become immortal?
Not always.
This will only work when an immortal person
makes you drink it with their own hands.
Otherwise?
Otherwise, this is poison.
So, are you immortal?
No.
I will die in my 75th year and you in your 65th.
Which means this year itself.
It can be a little inaccurate.
Immortality is not in our destiny.
You can think of this as a curse or a boon.
Then, who is this immortal person?
There is one immortal being out there.
You have to find this person and hand over the elixir.
For this you must go to Bombay.
But, guruji, in such a large city,
how will I find this one immortal person? How will I recognize them?
Different scriptures describe the immortal one differently.
Some texts says that the person will have an extra finger,
some one finger less.
Some say it's a man, and others a woman.
Few say the person has one tooth less,
while others say, they are toothless.
But, one thing is common in all of them
it says that the person loves death.
They love death?
Don't worry. The elixir will lead you to this immortal being.
When you’ll meet them,
you will feel a sensation course through your body,
and it will all become clear.
[Auto rickshaw vrooms]
But, beware...
If the elixir falls in wrong hands,
complete annihilation is certain.
Hey Guruji!
Baba ji, you’ve dropped something.
So, baba ji, you are saying
that if an immortal being makes me drink this, then I will become immortal.
And, if a regular person makes me drink it, then I will die?
Yes
This is impossible, Baba ji.
Hey! No, son.
That’ll be catastrophic.
You take this.
This is an elixir too...
[Coughs]
See I understand what they teach at therapy schools are all valid.
I have also blindly followed those methods for years.
But, can we dare to look beyond the obvious?
Textbooks say that patients should remain patients.
We shouldn't interfere in their personal lives
or aggravate them in any way.
I believe these principles were valid 10 years ago.
But, in my opinion, today’s therapist can and should go out of the box,
because the problems are not in the box to begin with.
From my personal experience,
you can reason with absolutely anyone and decode them
provided first, you empathize with them,
then cite your own examples,
and then challenge them to change their perspective.
That’s why ‘I understand’,
‘I have also’, ’but can you?’
Ok, that’s all for today.
See you on Monday.
Thank you.
[Phone beeps]
[Audio plays] Hi, I'll be your therapist for today.
You're looking quite sad,
and I don't like it when my patients look so bad...
Dirty boy. I like it, when my patients take their pants off.
[Persistent door bell rings and moaning in the background]
Nakul. Oh God! Thank God.
Thank God that you are okay.
Ms. Shloka?
Why is your phone switched off? Huh? What's happening?
Come, let’s go outside and have tea.
Nakul, I got a message from an unknown number
saying that, ‘Nakul has exited the world.’ What is the meaning of this?
Oh, I’ve contracted my death to someone.
What!? To whom!?
There is an agency.
Nakul, have you gone crazy?
You were the one who told me how I am the reason for me not dying,
so, I took myself out of the equation.
It's out of my hands, today is my last day.
Nakul, you idiot.
That’s not what I meant.
I was only explaining to you that you have a will to live.
[Man] I just want my money. I don't know anything.
I don't want this.
Settle my bill and leave me alone.
Hey brother.
Look sir,
Nakul!
He keeps narrating strange tales.
I gave him tea, biscuits, even a meal.
And to pay up, he is offering weed.
This is not weed, it’s hash from Harsil.
I don’t want anything else. I just want my money.
Brother, I’ll pay for this man.
Okay, sir.
May God give you a long life, son.
Ok, give me two long liv…
Two tea.
Yes, sir.
Ms. Shloka thank you for coming here but...
it’s too late now.
No Nakul, no. You can’t do this to me.
What have I done to you?
Nakul.
We have been meeting for past six months now.
You are no longer just another patient for me.
I am not one of those people who will save you and then leave.
I am with you, Nakul.
Those who die go away,
but what about the people who are around them?
Have you ever thought...
If you die, how will your close ones feel?
How will I feel?
Ms. Shloka, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that I am so important to you.
Nakul, my husband, Dibakar had also committed suicide.
When he told me for the first time about these thoughts,
I tried to console him.
I even tried to empathize with him.
But slowly he stopped sharing his thoughts with me.
And, I thought he was getting better.
But, suddenly one day,
I woke up to…
I woke up to find him dead,
right next to me,
in the same bed.
Here you go sir.
So, I…
I thought if I am hard on my patients,
if I challenge them, if I scare them,
maybe I still have a chance to remove this…
This thought from their minds.
And that’s why I was hard on you.
But… but…
But, but, but what?
What have you done Nakul?
You are a writer.
You know how difficult it is to digest
when you think that someone is going to be the main character of their story
and he just dies right in front of you?
[Gun Shot]
[Loud thud]
Nakul!
♫ The only thing that I love still ♫
♫ The kill, the kill, the kill, the kill, the kill... ♫
♫ The only thing that I love still ♫