'I am an ordinary man. With ordinary thoughts.'
'So it's obvious that neither have I a conquered a fort..'
'..and nor I have discovered a new country..
'..across the ocean in a ship.'
'That's why history will never feel the need to remember me.'
'But I have made an effort. I still am doing it.'
'And if my effort is successful..'
'..then perhaps time will not be able to forget me so easily.'
Sir, the reports. - Thank you.
Hello Mr. Singh.
I am Dr. Sharma. I am new here.
Hello. - Nice day, isn't it?
Yes. Yes.
Madam, how are you feeling?
I don't know.
Perhaps like any other day.
Look outside. The weather is so fine.
Isn't it fine?
I feel you'll feel better in open air.
You'll experience a kind of joy.
I wonder why things that give you joy makes me sad.
Hello Mr. Singh. Come.
By the way, madam's mood doesn't seem to be quite good today.
Who is he?
This is Mr. Singh.
He's telling you a story which you're liking a lot.
Really. I feel I am meeting him for the first time.
What story are you telling me?
About life.
Come.
How are you? - I am fine.
So where were we?
Sometimes I don't even remember where am I.
We were around the moments when Siddharth and..
..Anjali meet for the first time.
Siddharth and Anjali?
Yes.
Let's start again from the beginning.
This is Siddharth and Anjali's story,
Of their obsession, their passion..
..their belief and their love.
It was holiday time.
The beautiful region of Dalhousie would be..
..covered with mists during mornings.
And then sunshine would suddenly spread..
..the golden blanket all over.
The mountainous flowers would sway along with the mild breeze.
And the clouds in the sky would..
..set off in search of some unknown destination.
Those days, Siddharth would leave for the jungle..
..to collect wood that connected to music and rhythm.
Siddharth, do you chop wood or exact revenge from them?
You spilt them into two in one blow.
You're talking as if this isn't wood but a girl.
Girl. Girl and you?
The word girl sounds really strange from your mouth.
I can guarantee that you'll be single all your life.
Son, it's about choice.
I haven't meet or seen anyone who has got my heartbeat racing.
Well done, my man. You've turned a poet.
Look, the day I find her..
..our love story will be talk of the town. Get it?
Your love story will be the talk of the town.
Pal, why do you make me carry the bundle of wood all the time?
Thank God that it's just a bundle.
Friends make their friends carry god knows what.
Accusations, love. Etc. Etc.
Why have you turned me into a donkey for the sake of friendship?
What have you turned into? - I will throw it down.
Okay. Okay, I'll lend you a hand. Happy?
Come. Come on, my brother. - Thank you.
Enough. I can't walk any further.
You carry this now. - Careful.
It's your turn now. Here. Wait for two minutes.
Pal, who is that girl with your Naina?
Her name is Anjali Sahay.
She is from Chandigarh.
She has come here with her family on a holiday.
Listen, he man. Where are you going?
Hey. She's a girl and not wood.
You'll get us killed.
Hello.
My name is Siddharth.
Might be. Everyone in this world has a name.
So?
So I mean my search is over.
Search? What do you mean?
I mean. Will you be friends with me?
Do people become friends forcibly here? - No.
Then I won't. - Why?
My hearts says no.
Do you always follow your heart?
And do you always follow your brain?
But I don't think you have it.
Let's go.
Hello, he man.
"You should think about me sometimes."
"This is what I wish."
"I call you my life."
"This is my desire."
"I am waiting with the desire of your love."
"God forbid. You should love someone else."
"Say you love me, baby."
"I've been waiting for you."
"Say you love me, baby."
"Tell me if there is any condition in love."
"Tell me if I have made a mistake."
"I am willing to risk my life for you, sweetheart."
"I am waiting with the desire of your love."
"God forbid. You should love someone else."
Naina, I feel jumping in the water right now.
Come on. Come on.
Don't do that even by mistake.
Why? - This river is very dangerous.
Look, how fast the flow of water is.
This water is very cold.
The body goes numb in a few seconds.
There is no strength left in your body to face the flow.
Anyone who has ever entered these water..
..has never made it back alive.
I can cross it.
Hey, have you gone crazy?
Naina, people brag.
But are scared from the inside.
I'll jump if you don't be friends with me.
Are you okay?
This trick of yours is not going to work.
Siddharth. Where are you going? Hey!
Siddharth!
Siddharth. Siddharth! - Siddharth.
Siddharth. - Siddharth.
Siddharth. Siddharth.
Siddharth!
Oh God! - Siddharth.
Siddharth. Help. Help.
Siddharth. Siddharth.
Siddharth.
- Siddharth.
Got it. - Hold on tight.
Siddharth. - Siddharth. Hold on tight.
Help him.
Siddharth. Siddharth.
Someone save him.
Siddharth. Siddharth.
Help.
Siddharth. - Siddharth.
Someone help. - Siddharth.
Siddharth. - Siddharth.
Siddharth!
Siddharth.
Oh my God!
Siddharth. - Siddharth.
Siddharth.
Siddharth. Siddharth, are you okay?
Are you okay?
Thank God you are okay.
You are totally crazy. You're a mad man.
Anjali, you will be friends with me at least now, right?
'Anjali didn't say anything.'
'What could she say?'
He man, you're good for nothing.
Siddharth had left no scope for no.
What happened next?
That what destiny had decided.
"God forbid."
"God Forbid. Your charm is a killer."
"Beautiful. I am beautiful."
"I am beautiful."
"God has created me at leisure and has sent me to earth."
"God forbid. God forbid."
"God has created me at leisure and has sent me to earth."
"The whole has gone nuts after he breathed life into me."
"Even the moon was embarrassed when he saw me."
"Beautiful. I am beautiful."
"I am beautiful."
"Beautiful. I am beautiful."
"I am beautiful."
"God forbid. God forbid. God forbid."
"God Forbid. Your charm is a killer."
"Your charm."
"Are you the full moon or the sun?. Here we go. Here we go."
"Whatever you are. I swear you are a stunner."
"Are you the full moon or the sun? Here we go."
"Whatever you are. I swear you are a stunner."
"God had asked me. Will you go to earth?"
"And I told God. All the admirers are there."
"Had the moon ever descended on earth before me?"
"My admirers, you tell me."
"Is there anyone better than me?"
"Everyone bows down in awe..
..upon seeing your beauty."
"Everyone has lost their hearts to you on seeing your beauty."
"God forbid."
"God Forbid. Your charm is a killer."
"The news of my arrival has sent the world into a frenzy."
"The news of my arrival has made the air fragrant."
"Today I am the heartthrob of the youth."
"Every face is beaming because of the news of my arrival."
"You have swept everyone off their feet."
"Everyone has lost their hearts to you on seeing your beauty."
"Beautiful. I am beautiful."
"I am beautiful."
Good night, Anjali. - Good night.
Beautiful. I am beautiful. I am beautiful.
Anjali. - Father.
Father. - Come. Come. Come, dear.
You scared me, father.
You have taken to this place, right?
Yes, father. This place is really nice.
Karim was saying that you were with some new friend.
Yes. Want to meet him? - Of course.
Just a minute.
God forbid. God forbid. Your charm is a killer.
Siddharth.
Come. I'll introduce you to my father
Now? - Yes.
Come. Come. - Okay.
Father..
This is my friend, Siddharth
Hello, uncle.
- Hello.
Didn't Anjali's father say anything on seeing Siddharth?
Nothing at that point.
Siddharth and Anjali's friendship..
..turned into obsessive love in no time.
And the valleys of Dalhousie were now not witness..
..to just mist and rains, but to their love as well.
Both found everything to be new and different.
As if love had transformed their love.
Cheers. - Cheers.
'Both of them had started loving each other to death.'
'Perhaps to the point of obsession.'
What is this if not obsession?
Lovers trade heart for pain for life.
And think that it was a profitable deal.
But for now, Siddharth and Anjali..
..didn't want to think or understand anything.
They were oblivious to the world lost in each other.
Oh.
The hands that used to catch butterflies..
..are now in someone else's hands.
You must the first father who is smiling..
..on seeing your only daughter's hands..
..in the hands of a loafer.
It's a holiday romance.
The romance will be over once the holiday is over.
What if that doesn't happen? - You are there.
And there is the age old method..
..of separating lovers against your wish.
It would be better if it doesn't come to that.
Let's go, Sushma. Come on.
What happened, father? Lost the note? - Yes.
A beautiful girl is breathing down my neck.
Sorry. I disturbed you, isn't it?
This is what I like about girls.
They make a mistake.
And then they ask. Did I make a mistake?
What? - Wait. He..
Now are you going stand like that all night?
Won't you sit till you are asked to?
Come on, sit. - Okay, I'll sit.
Sorry. I am really sorry.
Anjali, it's not your fault.
It's his habit.
When he starts to lose, he looks for an excuse.
I lost? - Yes.
You mean there was a competition going on between us.
Why didn't you tell me earlier?
If you want a competition, let's do it again.
Come on. Let's get started.
No, father. Try to understand.
We have a guest. And if we get into a competition..
..it wouldn't look nice.
Guest? - Yes.
I see. I see. So she's a guest.
I thought she is your wish, your desire.
By the way, Mr. Siddharth. - Yes.
I like your choice.
I thought you know only about wood.
Today I have found out that you are good with choosing girls as well.
By the way, pardon me, Ms. Anjali.
What attracted you to him?
"Say you love me, baby."
Sweet craziness.
Whoalah.
That means craziness is the foundation of your relationship.
That means your story will spawn stories and tales.
Sorry? I didn't get you.
What story? - Don't mind him.
He is..
Father, you should change your habit of talking in riddles.
In the meanwhile, I'll drop Anjali home.
What's the hurry?
Have breakfast.
Breakfast? - Toast, butter and omelet.
Father, it's 9 pm.
And this is not the time for breakfast.
Mister, we live in an independent country.
We'll have breakfast when we feel like.
We'll have dinner when we feel like.
I make good dinner as well. What would you like to have?
Nothing.
See you.
Mother and father must be waiting.
Why did you come if you had to go so soon?
Only to meet you.
You've made my day.
Tell me the truth. Did you come to meet me or him?
Okay. See you.
Bye, uncle. - Uncle. No. No.
Call me Uday. Okay.
I am getting on with age.
But I want to escape the truth.
Next time come when you have time to spare.
We'll have breakfast.
Yes. Okay.
Bye. Bye, Siddharth.
You are one strange man.
The poor girl is going home in the dark.
And you're sitting here.
Go and drop her. - Okay, father.
"Say you love me, baby."
Your father is also.. - Crazy like me.
What do you mean? My family is mental.
No. They're crazy. - Crazy.
Come. Let me show you something.
What? - Question again.
You ask so many questions.
Come on. - Where?
Come on. - But..
Where have you brought me?
You stay here. I'll be back in five minutes.
Why? - Question again.
Dear, you'll not be able to see my dream properly in this darkness.
Stay here. I'll be right back.
Siddharth..
Anjali, come on.
Wow. Siddharth, from where did you get..
..so many candles all of a sudden?
Nothing has happened all of a sudden in my life except your love.
Do you know, Anjali?
Just as I lie on the road crazily.
Similarly I come here often.
And I had accumulated all these candles for this night.
For this night?
You knew that I'll be coming here tonight?
I didn't know you would come.
But I knew for sure that life would be come some day.
And there will be brightness here..
..the day life comes here.
You're indeed crazy.
So how did you like my dream?
Its nice.
For now, it's in shambles.
It is now.
But I will build it.
And then this will be the most beautiful house in this area.
House? - Yes.
Over there. There will be my garden..
..which will have all the flowers that I like.
And one more thing.
Yes. Here. My violin workshop will be here.
And I'll do my work here.
One more thing.
Here. I'll sit right here.
And play my violin peacefully.
And here will be my dining hall.
And.. - Hold on a minute.
Will this be only your house? - No. Ours.
So is there anything that I like in this house or no?
There is. Definitely.
Tell me. What do you want?
Come.
All the walls outside the house will be white.
This is perfect.
Because there will be peace and quiet outside the house..
..even if you yell and scream inside the house.
I scream and yell?
No. You're so decent. Anyways, forget all this.
And tell me. What else do you want in this house?
And all the furniture in the house will be wooden. - Okay.
And my writing room will be there towards the terrace. - Okay.
I'll write my poems there.
Watching the sea, moon and sun.
Wait a minute.
The sea is fine.
But how will you be able to watch sun and moon at once?
I will be able to.
When I recite you my poetry.
What else will I see when you recite me your poetry?
Rainbow on my lips. Stars in my eyes.
Moonlight on my face.
And signs in my eyes.
I can see all this even now.
Moonlight on the face.
Stars in your eyes.
Rainbow on your lips.
Siddharth. Siddharth, Anjali's family is very worried.
The police of this entire area is looking for you.
Mr. Rawat. - Yes.
You said you've searched the entire area.
But you couldn't find her.
We are still trying. - But Mr. Rawat..
You called police to find me?
What should decent parents..
..if their daughter who comes home at 8 pm..
..doesn't come home even till 2 am?
Tell me. - Sir, actually she is late because of me.
It's not Anjali's fault at all. - Did I ask you?
Mr. Rawat, thank you so much.
I am sorry. I bothered you. - Its okay, sir.
Thank you very much. Thank you.
Thank you all of you. Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Sir, it's not Anjali's fault.
Can we talk to our daughter?
Come on, Anjali, Let's go.
Father.
Did you see?
Your only daughter was getting chummy..
..with a roadside ruffian at an unknown place at 2 am.
Roadside ruffian.
Those words from Anjali's mother..
..show Siddharth his place in a flash.
'And he understood that his love story has reached..'
'..the stage which has been there in the love story..'
'..between a rich girl and a poor boy since ages.'
'Siddharth also understood that he is at the stage of life..'
'..where he will have to choose a path.'
Mother, Siddharth is a very nice boy.
And I love Siddharth.
What? - Yes, father. I love Siddharth, father.
I really love him.
You have come to know what love is at such a tender age.
You need age and experience to understand business and not love.
Even a moment is enough to understand love.
For the heart that beats for someone.
Shut up. - Sushma.
Dear. Dear Anjali. Dear. Dear.
Listen to me. Listen to me, dear.
Listen to me, dear. I agree Siddharth is a nice boy.
But he is not for you, dear.
Have you ever seen wild flowers?
They look so beautiful on trees and in shrubs.
But they can never be part of a bouquet.
You'll not decide who I will love in life.
Siddharth. Siddharth.
Siddharth.
Siddharth. Hear me out, Siddharth.
Siddharth, I am sorry.
Siddharth, I am sorry for what mother said.
I am sorry.
Whatever she said is right.
Anjali, you shouldn't have spoken to your parents in that manner.
Whatever I did was for you.
And you say that I shouldn't..
Yes. Whatever you did wasn't right.
And what about what they did?
That was right.
Anjali, I am not worthy of you.
Anjali..
..we should forget each other.
What?
What did you say?
What did you say, Siddharth?
Anjali, you still have to complete your studies.
Make a career for yourself.
You have to think about your future.
And I..
I don't want to be a roadblock in the way of your future, Anjali.
I see. - Look, its true that I can never earn as money..
..as your parents have.
Because I guess I would never think that way.
But I am happy with what I have.
And I will be happy.
Anjali, I can never give you the life you are used to.
And you can't spend your entire life only with love, Anjali.
Right.
You can't.
You are absolutely right.
But you've remembered this today.
Today.
When we've started loving each other.
Don't look away. Look at me.
Why didn't you think about this when you were after me..
,,to befriend me?
You had asked for my hand by jumping in the water, right?
Didn't you think about this then?
I made a mistake. - Answer me.
I had made a mistake.
I should've thought about this.
I am sorry.
Sorry.
That's all?
What else?
Look, Anjali I..
Don't touch me.
You've made a mistake, right?
Fine. Fine. So let me make it very clear.
I'm not going to pay for your mistake.
My parents are right, aren't they?
They are right, aren't they?
You want to end this relationship, right?
So I'll end this relationship. Not you.
Did you hear me? I don't want you anymore.
Go. Go from here. Go. Get lost.
I hate you. Go. Go.
I hate you. I hate you.
"How do I live with the pieces of broken relationship?"
"The pain just doesn't go away."
"Sorrows are now a part of life."
"Why this punishment?"
"What's my heart's fault?
Siddharth.
Siddharth, stop.
Listen to me. Siddharth.
Siddharth.
What happened, Siddharth?
You seem sad.
Did the story begin?
This had to happen.
It has been happening since centuries.
Love is not love if there is no grief, heartache or tears.
In my youth I had rightly said, Siddharth.
Love is the most difficult trial of life.
But this trial is worth trying.
What happened?
I think you have been rebuked so badly..
..that you don't feel like talking.
Let it be. No problem.
When you feel like talking, I will hear you out.
What are you saying?
How can you take this decision?
Siddharth, you took the first step towards love.
And now you.. - Yes. I made a mistake.
I made a mistake. A mistake.
And I will suffer the punishment of this mistake.
I will suffer it.
Siddharth.
You..
How are you?
I also feel like drinking today, father.
Take this.
Is this the way to drink? You finished my drink.
I made a grave mistake, father.
I shouldn't have fallen in love with Anjali.
You have a very high thinking.
Before falling in love, I should have found out about her.
I told you. You have a very high thinking.
Before falling in love with a girl you should check her background..
..her horoscope, her status, her standing.
And then fall in love. Right?
Siddharth, love is not deliberate. It just happens.
The way it happened to you.
If Anjali belongs to a rich family..
..what difference does it make?
She loves you, doesn't she? It's enough.
No, father.
I can't put Anjali's future at stake for my love.
I am not so selfish. And I can't ever be like that.
What will you do?
Try to forget her.
You can't forget her. You can bet.
I don't have any other option, father.
Why you don't have an option?
Because.. because she broke up with me.
And she won't come back, father,
What if she comes back?
Then.. then I don't know.
Maybe I will have to think of another way..
..to give our love some time.
But at the moment, it's better to forget her.
But you will have to help me.
Me? - Yes.
Tomorrow morning I will go to the city to deliver violins.
If Anjali comes to meet you, you will tell her what I didn't say.
Siddharth didn't go back?
No.
But he should have gone back, right?
Siddharth made a mistake, didn't he?
No. Anjali made a mistake.
She should have stopped Siddharth.
And tried to explain to him.
Life can be lived with the aid of love.
She behaved childishly.
Both behaved childishly.
Both of them couldn't understand..
..that a few words spoken unknowingly..
..will change the course of their love.
The next day when Anjali woke up..
..she didn't even imagine that everything will change so soon.
Dad. Dad.
Dad.
Dad, why are you packing the bags?
Dear, we have to return to Chandigarh. - Why?
We were going to stay here for a month, weren't we, dad?
Yes, dear. I know. But there is a strike in my Gurgaon factory.
And I will have to return immediately.
You go. I won't go. I will stay here.
You will have to come with us right now.
Laxmi has packed your luggage. Now go and get ready.
Dad. Dad, please.
Uncle.
Where is Siddharth?
He has gone to the city to deliver violins.
How did he leave suddenly?
He didn't even inform me.
He is angry because of last night's fight, isn't he?
But uncle, we fight every day.
Yes. Last night I spoke too much.
But he said such a thing. That I got angry.
Uncle, when will he return?
Dear, I don't know that.
I do know that yesterday he decided not just to go to the city..
..but also to go away from your life.
I don't think he will change his decision.
For the first time I saw my son so distressed.
Decision taken in distress doesn't change easily.
Is that so? He is so stubborn?
Tell him I also not less stubborn.
Tell him.
If he doesn't contact me as soon as he returns..
..I will never contact him. And I won't meet him too.
Uncle, I love Siddharth a lot.
I love him.
I really love him.
Anjali, shall we leave?
Dad, he is Siddharth's father.
Hello. - Hello.
Dear, you go. I am coming. - Okay.
Siddharth did a sensible thing by going to the city.
Yes. My son is sensible. And I am proud of him.
If lovers had ever listened to anyone..
..today we wouldn't have got to hear any love story.
Anjali always listens to me.
If Anjali had been going with you willingly..
..there wouldn't have been tears in her eyes.
Don't worry about my daughter's tears.
Worry.
That's the only thing that I didn't do until now.
As much as I know life..
..nothing is in your or my hand.
Now, everything is in the hand of time and destiny.
Only weak people talk about time and destiny.
Let me tell you something.
I am not against my daughter's happiness.
Son.
Anjali loves you a lot.
She came back.
What you wanted happened.
You wanted time.
You have got time.
What do you mean?
I mean, she has left.
Anjali's father took her back with him.
It took time for Siddharth and Anjali to come closer.
Maybe it took less time for them to separate.
Maybe this is the fate of true love.
"What did I do wrong?"
"Why did my beloved go away from me?"
"Separation from you is killing me."
You know somebody is going to go away.
But when someone really goes away..
..that's when you truly feel the pain of separation.
Siddharth saw the lock.
Both suffered the same grief. Loneliness.
One was used to it.
But for the other it was the beginning of hardships.
He dropped the idea of forgetting Anjali.
But he couldn't understand how to remember her.
After a lot of pondering Siddharth took a strange decision.
He decided to write a letter to Anjali.
After all, Siddharth was used to doing everything his way.
Oh, God. What am I seeing? Am I drunk?
Hands that hold a chopper are using a pen.
I am writing a letter to Anjali, father.
Why? What happened? You lost her number?
No, father. I have her number.
There are many things to talk about.
But if I call her up, father,
hearing Anjali's voice I won't be able to stop myself.
I won't be able to stick to my decision..
..of giving our love some time.
And all my toil will go waste.
This won't happen if you write her a letter?
We will write letters to each other. She will send me a reply.
And we will wait for each other.
What if she doesn't reply?
Then I will keep writing.
Good morning, ma'am. Today's letters.
Mom.
Any letter from Siddharth?
Anjali, he has forgotten you. You also forget him.
Okay?
"You didn't come to meet me."
"Something must have happened."
"You didn't come to meet me."
"Something must have happened."
"You must not have got time."
"You must not have got a chance."
"Lonely nights and lonely days."
"Everywhere I look I see your face."
"Only you can take away this pain."
"Now and forever."
Seasons changed in Dalhousie.
But Siddharth never stopped writing letters.
He would post each letter with a new hope.
But the reply was not to come. And it didn't come.
"I know without you I can't go on without your love."
"There are things to say from my end."
"There are things to say from your end."
"There are many things if you think."
"There is not much if you think."
"The past moments must not have said anything."
"You must not have got time."
"You must not have got a chance."
"Lonely nights and lonely days."
"Everywhere I look I see your face."
"Only you can take away this pain."
"Now and forever."
There is a limit of waiting.
And a limit of patience.
After writing a letter every day, that is, 365 letters in a year..
..Siddharth decided to write a last letter to Anjali.
The letter of farewell.
"You must have left from home to meet me."
"You must not have been able to..
..stop yourself in the flow of emotions."
"But the moon was dim."
"You must not have found the way."
"You must not have got time."
"You must not have got a chance."
"You didn't come to meet me."
"Something must have happened."
"You must not have got time."
"You must not have got a chance."
"Lonely nights and lonely days."
"Everywhere I look I see your face."
"Only you can take away this pain."
"Now and forever and ever and ever."
"Oh, baby."
"Lonely nights and lonely days."
"Everywhere I look I see your face."
"Only you can take away this pain."
"Now and forever."
Anjali also decided not to wait or go to Dalhousie to meet Siddharth.
Siddhath is so stubborn.
For a year no phone call, no letter.
He is so proud of himself.
The calendar marked a year of disappointment and grief.
And dates seem to be teasing Anjali.
Along with the calendar Anjali chucked out..
..Siddharth's memories too.
And decided to live her life anew.
Anjali.
Mom.
I am sorry, mom. I am sorry.
And time again proved this truth.
Lovers easily catch an evil eye.
Hello. - Anjali.
Yes, dad.
Come to Rock Garden today at 11 o'clock. - Why?
There is a surprise, dear. A surprise.
Hi. I am Vishal.
And I am not interested.
Grumpy.
What did you say?
Grumpy.
Rude.
Boring lizard.
You said lizard? You.. you..
You Vishal..
You are Vishal Mehra?
Vishal Mehra.
Monkey. Grumpy. Fatso. Rude.
Excuse me. Fatso. I am not fat anymore.
Yeah. I know.
You are.. - Looking very handsome. I know. I know.
Thank you very much.
Shall we go? - Yes.
But your family had shifted to Spain, right?
Not had. They are still there.
I came here for some projects. - Projects?
Yes. We have a construction company.
And you? - I have done architecture. And you?
I have also done architecture.
Wow!
Wait a minute. Something is fishy.
Fishy? What is fishy?
Our meeting can't be a coincidence.
What do you mean? - I am sure it's my parents' mischief.
Is that so? Your parents do mischief?
Don't pretend.
Your family had shifted to Spain when you were a kid, right?
That's true. - And today suddenly you came in front of me.
How did you recognise me?
Because you are still the same.
Grumpy, rude, lizard types.
Shut up.
No. I mean, you have grown up to be a beautiful woman.
You are very beautiful.
But I liked your parents' mischief.
You..
Anjali.
Will you have dinner with me?
Dinner?
But I.. - Don't worry. I have spoken to your parents.
And they have given the permission.
Thank you. - You are welcome.
It's wonderful.
You did all this for me?
Since childhood whatever you dreamt of, you achieved it.
Education, career, success, social respect. Everything.
How focused you are!
But at present, my focus is diverted.
How?
You are in front of me in such an ambiance.
So that's the matter.
Tell me something.
How many girls have you brought here?
Are you asking me a question or trying to know my character?
'Are you asking me a question or trying to know my character?'
Where are you lost?
Nothing, Vishal. Nothing.
Here is the food.
Delicious.
One moment.
Something is fishy. - Again.
I am serious, Vishal. What do you want?
All this, what is this?
Anjali..
..I came here from Spain for only one reason.
You.
Since childhood, you know what I mean, right?
God. This.. what's happening to me?
If there is nobody else in your life, can I..
'Anjali, I do know that Siddharth..'
'..has decided to go away from your life.'
'And I don't think he will change his decision.'
If you don't like me..
No. I like you, Vishu.
And there is nobody in my life.
You are, what, you are saying yes?
"My heart is calling out to you."
"Quench my thirst."
"My heart is calling out to you."
"Quench my thirst."
"Let your breaths merge with mine today."
"I have seen many expressions on your face."
"How do I say what all things you hold?"
"At times I gain sense."
"At times I lose sense."
"Only your intoxication has shrouded over my heart."
"Come into my arms."
"Beloved, bridge the chasm today."
"Come into my arms."
"Beloved, bridge the chasm today."
"Let your breaths merge with mine."
"Like arrows to heart."
"Like the rain to the ground."
"Like the sun to the sky."
"We two make our world unite."
"You and I."
"We two make our worlds unite."
"The shower of your lips has touched my smouldering lips slowly."
"I search for slumber in your eyes."
"Is it my love or my craziness?"
"If this is craziness, make me crazier."
"Let your breaths merge with mine."
"Let your breaths merge with mine today."
Anjali was amazed.
How did she fall madly in love with Vishal so soon?
But she had fallen in love.
There was no innocence or passion in Anjali's love.
There was sincerity and stability.
Maybe that's why Anjali didn't think about Siddharth even once..
..when she was with Vishal.
Or maybe it was the spell of Vishal's personality.
Vishal being rich didn't make a difference for Anjali.
But it was the most important thing for Anjali's mother.
She wanted such a boy who is their equal in status and wealth.
Her search came to an end.
So why would they have delayed?
We are pleased to tell you that my daughter..
I am sorry.
Our daughter Anjali and Vishal are going to marry soon.
When? I will tell you that very soon.
Marriage? - Why? What happened? You don't want to marry?
Shall I refuse? Uncle.
Vishal, you are too much.
Well, darling. It's official now.
Come on. Come.
I love you, Anjali.
I love you.
I love you so much.
Anjali chose her life partner and she took a step towards happiness.
But Siddharth's sorrow and loneliness were augmenting.
The doctor told him that his father won't live for long.
What happened, Siddharth?
You again seem sad.
It seems the doctor has told you I am going to die.
So what?
Everybody has to die someday.
Who is immortal?
Everybody says I am dying because of alcohol.
They don't know.
I was alive until now because of alcohol.
Otherwise without your mother..
I lived life on my terms.
Now, I will die in my own style.
Son.. wipe your tears.
And promise me.
You will build your dream house.
For sure.
To win Anjali.
When you will build your home.. your love..
..your affection, your each sigh..
..your each breath..
..will call out to Anjali.
No power in the world will be able to stop her.
She will have to come back.
Father, it's too late. Nobody will come now.
Lovers harbour hope till their last breath.
I have sold our house. - Father.
You will get the money in a few days.
And there is sufficient balance in the bank.
Son. Son.
Do one last thing.
Embrace me.
Father.
- Don't ever lose hope.
Okay, son?
Father.
Siddharth saw the house and at that moment decided something.
He decided to meet Anjali once before he builds his house.
When Siddharth saw Anjali with Vishal, he shattered.
But he felt something else within him.
A kind of obstinacy. A kind of obsession. A kind of emotion.
He devoted all his strength, time and energy..
..in building the house.
Maybe as his father said, the walls..
..of the house will call out to Anjali.
This thought was in his mind. And maybe his heart was also saying.
His dream will bring Anjali to him.
In spite of the truth that she loves somebody else.
"All my desires have shattered."
"Where do I go in my distressed state?"
"I spend my nights in your memories."
"My heart is waiting for you."
"You turned out to be a betrayer. A betrayer."
"Why did my beloved go away from me?"
"Separation from you is killing me."
"Now, I will live or die only for you."
"My beloved is upset with me."
"O Lord, what do I do?"
"My beloved is upset with me."
I think ma'am likes your story a lot.
It's a very interesting story. You should also hear it.
Yes. I will also hear it. You hear it first. Right, Mr. Singh?
Yes. Why not?
I can narrate this story again and again.
Come. Lunch has been served. Both of you come.
There is buffet today. Come, ma'am. - Come.
What happened next?
You are not eating? Lentil is very tasty.
Did Anjali come back?
You are still thinking about her.
But I don't want to kill your interest..
..by telling you the end of the story.
Because we have reached that point of the story..
..from where each turn is easy as well as difficult.
Finally Siddharth built the house.
The fame of Siddharth's labour of love..
..spread in the surrounding areas.
People from far and wide came to see Siddharth's artwork.
Even after being forbidden a journalist clicked the house's picture.
Time passed slowly and painfully.
He was still waiting for Anjali.
But as time passed his hopes turned into disappointment.
She has applied very beautiful henna, hasn't she?
Bride's friends, you have applied a lot of henna..
..on your hands and feet.
Did you leave anything for the bride?
Grandma, why don't you ask clearly?
Whether any henna is left for you.
If you say, we will apply henna on your entire body.
Greetings. - Greetings.
I hope you are enjoying yourselves. - Where is Anjali?
Anjali.. - Yes.
Oh, yes. Where is Anjali? Listen, dear. Come here.
Yes, aunt. - Where is Anjali?
Don't know, aunt. -Then go. Search.
"Celebrations."
"The bride is well-dressed."
"The auspicious henna is showing its colour." - Go.
"The auspicious henna is showing its colour."
"The celebrations.."
How are you, Priya?
Fine. Very good. - Listen, everybody.
Your photo and Vishal's photo appeared in paper.
It is written about your marriage.
It says that Chief Minister and Governor too..
..are attending your marriage.
"The house of the bride.."
"God, make me meet my beloved."
"The beloved has gone."
Excuse me.
"Dear, now please don't stop me."
Dear Anjali.
Doctor, check what happened to her.
"God, make me meet my beloved."
Don't worry. Just exhaustion.
It does happen sometimes. Please move aside.
"Heart seems void. Everything looks deserted."
"These small eyes are suffering a lot."
"Heart seems void. Everything looks deserted."
"God, make me meet my beloved."
This is earthquake prone area.
This time I don't want any mistakes. - Okay. Fine.
Remember it carefully.
All the details should be on my table by tomorrow.
Do you get it? - Yes.
Anjali? You are here?
Excuse me, gentlemen. Please. - Thank you, sir.
We will discuss this later. Thank you.
Good morning, madam. - Good morning.
Vishal, actually I wanted to go to Dalhousie.
Alone. Tomorrow early morning
Alone? - Yes.
Tomorrow early morning.
Hope our engagement is not in danger.
No. No. I want to go there and spend some time..
..before starting new life after our marriage.
Few incomplete works need to be finished.
Answers to few questions have to be searched.
Shall I go?
Go.
I will return soon.
There is no need to hurry.
Go and relax. Okay?
'Anjali's mind was asking her.. What is it you are doing?'
'Heart was saying she was doing the right thing.'
'Hands were stopping as well as dressing her very well.'
That.. That I have seen your photo..
In the newspaper along with the house.
So I thought..
I was passing from here so I thought that..
Are you fine?
I am too fine.
Okay. I am leaving.
If not me then at least watch this house carefully.
'The moment she stepped on the threshold of new house..
..all the memories and moments spent together..
..flashed across her mind.'
You have built your dream house with lot of hard work..
..and interest.
I have chosen the remnants of my broken heart..
..for building this house.
So you started poetry too.
What can one do when there is nothing left to do?
Is it? Tell me something more.
My wait has brought me here..
She has finally come but only as a stranger.
It is very good.
This is not my poem.
Have you stopped writing poems?
This is beautiful.
Sun, moon and river are seen from here.
Siddharth, your father?
It has been fiver years since he passed away.
I am sorry.
Anjali and Siddharth were experiencing..
..a strange feeling.
An eerie silence surrounded them.
Sugar.
What?
Sugar. One spoon.
Thank you.
I.. I am getting married.
I know.
You know? - Yes.
Vishal loves you a lot, isn't it?
Yes.
And you?
I too.
Why are you watching like that?
You are still the same. But have matured a bit.
Is it? What do matured people do?
They don't bring the words from their heart..
..onto their tongue directly.
First they send it to mind.
They add something.. They remove something and..
..then they bring it onto their tongue.
Your habit of talking in puzzles is not lost.
Some habits are never lost.
Will you wait for dinner?
No.
I have to go.
Did Vishal too come with you?
No.
I never had lunch or dinner with anyone..
..after father's passing away.
If you could join me..
I feel that I have heard this story.
But maybe not.
Mr. Singh, will you not conduct yoga classes today?
Yes. Let us go.
But the story is incomplete. Right?
I will tell you later.
Madam, piano is repaired.
Would you like to play piano by the time Mr. Singh returns?
I don't know to play piano.
I don't even remember any tune.
You know to play piano and you play it very well.
Madam! Madam! Calm down. It is okay.
You will remember the tune. Please don't worry.
Yes. Come let us continue with the story.
Don't know what happens to me.
It is okay. It is okay.
It does happen like this sometimes.
So where were we?
Yes. Don't know what was there in Siddharth's voice..
..that Anjali couldn't say no.
Full moon. They say that the water present inside..
..our body affects it.
And we do those things which we normally don't do.
Maybe this is right.
Because there was full moon that night..
..when we came here for the first time.
Here?
Was it this place?
Yes. How close we both came without our knowledge.
Yes. We were children then.
Yes. Children. You are right.
Memories too cause lot of pain, isn't it?
That's why it is better to stay far.
Then why did you come here.
Don't know.
Should I drop you at home?
No. I will go.
You have grown up.
Anjali. - Yes.
Will you come again tomorrow?
Hello. - Anjali, you didn't call me after reaching.
Vishal?
Why? Were you waiting for someone else's phone?
I was calling you since afternoon.
I went outside.
Anjali, your voice is shivering.
It is very cold here. That's why.
Didn't you carry warm clothes from here?
I have brought but it is very cold today here.
It is raining.
Anjali, take care of yourself.
I love you and I miss you.
Love you too, Vishal.
- Bye. - Bye.
'Anjali was feeling quite strange.'
'She then decided that she will not meet Siddharth again.'
'She packed her luggage.'
'But Anjali's conscience must be thinking of something else.'
'Heart was thinking of something else.'
Siddharth.
Anjali.
Siddharth, you..
What happened, Anjali?
You have built this house in my memory.
You have done everything as I said.
You are reminding me of my past again and again.
You didn't even make a call.
You didn't even write a letter.
Daily.. Each day I have written a letter to you.
For one whole year.
I have written 365 letters to you.
365 letters.
What? You..
For one whole year.
I have spent every moment thinking of what to write.
Or I would wait for your reply.
And you are telling me that..
Oh, my god.
Yes, Anjali. That night..
Our relationship didn't end that night.
Anjali, it didn't end even today.
It didn't end even today.
I love you.
Siddharth.
I love you, Anjali.
I love you.
This is not right. I have to go.
Anjali!
Siddharth, we have to forget each other.
No. I cannot forget.
Siddharth, forget me. I will be getting engaged soon.
It didn't take place, isn't it?
Look, Anjali. It is not late even now.
Everything will become fine, Anjali.
Siddharth, I love Vishal.
You are lying. Anjali, you love me. Only me. Only me.
Otherwise you wouldn't have come here.
I shouldn't have come. I have lied with Vishal. I cheated him.
You are lying to yourself. You are cheating yourself.
Ask yourself, Anjali. Ask yourself what you want.
No, Siddharth. I have to go.
Anjaili, stop!
Anjali, listen to me.
Siddharth, I've to go. Leave my way.
Listen to me. What is your problem?
You have become more intelligent. Exactly like your mother.
I know Vishal is rich than me. Even in status. Who am I?
I have got only this house. Why will you come to me?
Siddharth, leave me.
Anjali!
Anjali, I am sorry.
Anjali, we have committed a mistake earlier.
We got distanced from each other for years.
Life is giving us another chance.
If we commit any mistake again then..
..we will never be able to forgive each other.
Please! Anjali, I know that you love me.
Even I too love you equally. Please don't go by leaving me.
AnjalI! AnjalI!
Listen to me, Anjali. Please!
Mother?
When did you come from Chandigarh?
Mother, you didn't allow me to receive Siddharth's letters.
You were lying to me. Tell me.
- You have to tell me, mother. - Yes.
Your mother stopped you from receiving Siddharth's letters.
Take these, daughter. These are your letters.
Dear Anjali, don't cry. Don't cry.
- Don't cry, dear. I am there. - Father.
Don't cry, dear. Don't cry.
What are you doing?
The same thing which a father of grown up daughter should be doing.
You were watching me cry daily.
But you still didn't give me these letters.
Whatever I have done, I did it for your good.
Yes, I have committed one mistake.
I should have torn all these letters.
Now stop this crying. Vishal is coming here.
If he comes to know about your foolishness..
Just a minute!
We have agreed for Anjali and Vishal's marriage..
..because Anjali wanted it.
But now if she wants.. - What?
Have you lost your senses?
The entire Chandigarh knows that..
..Anjali and Vishal will be getting engaged.
Invitations have been sent. And now..
Sushma, till now everything happened as per your wish.
Now you listen to me.
We cannot ruin our daughter's life for the sake of people..
..and this false status.
Do you understand?
Now Anjali will take the decision.
Dear Anjali, the entire situation is in front of you.
Now whatever decision you take, think and do it.
Father.
"What mistake has happened?"
"Why did she get separated from her beloved?"
"Your separation has become a danger to my life."
"Now my life and death is meant for you."
"Oh, god. What is it?"
"Oh, god. Make everything fine."
I can feel Anjali's tears in my eyes.
Did you write these songs?
No.
Who did she chose?
So I have got two options with me.
One.
I have to shoot Siddharth and go to jail.
Not a bad option.
And the second option is that I leave you.
It means sacrifice.
But I feel sorry that my heart is not so kind.
Anjali, I know
that it is very difficult to forget first love.
But I love you.
I love you very much.
What happened after that?
What happened next?
Then?
Then? I know.
I know what happened.
Then?
I know. I know what happened.
This.. I have heard this story before too.
This..
This is our story.. Isn't it?
Anjali..
I am Anjali and..
And..
And you are Siddharth.
"You are the dawn of my forgotten love."
"You show me the path of the life I lead."
"I am carrying the memories of your love in my heart."
"I am waiting with the hope of getting your love back."
"God forbid you don't like anyone else."
Who are you? Who are you?
Why are you holding me like this? Leave me!
Anjali, I am Siddharth.
Which Siddharth? I don't know you.. -I am..
Leave me! - Anjali!
- Leave me! I don't know you. - I am Siddharth.
Who are you? - Anjali! - Leave my hand!
Madam! - Please take me away form here!
Leave my hand! - Anjali!
Who is he? - He is Mr. Singh.
Madam, he was telling you a story.
I don't know him. Who is he?
I am Siddharth.
Please take me away form here! - Anjali! Anjali!
Anjali, I am..
Anjali!
Doctor Sharma is there with madam.
Everything will become fine.
I know what you are going through.
Mr. Singh, why don't you go to your children?
You can come whenever you want to meet madam.
I love my children a lot.
But Anjali is my life.
She is my world.
Wherever Anjali stays, I will live there.
I cannot live without Anjali.
Madam, doctor has called you.
Mr. Singh.
She is okay now. Quite stable.
Are you fine?
When she came here for the first time..
..she would recognize me in few days.
And then in few weeks.
Today for the first time in four months.
She recognized me for few minutes.
And then..
It happens.
Very often it happens in this disease.
Memory is regained for few moments and then..
..it is lost suddenly.
Fearing.. Shouting.. Maybe brain shuts down.
You know it is not possible for her to get cured.
Where medical science fails to work..
..faith begins its work from there.
Love.
God.
How did all this happen?
By asking the same question again and again..
..she then started forgetting small things.
Car keys.. Names of perfumes..
She even forgot the way to the house.
Anjali! Anjali! What are you doing here?
Where is my house?
I am sorry to inform you, Mr. Singh.
This is the initial stage of Alzheimer.
Gradually she will lose all her memory.
Anjali came to know that she will lose her memory.
She feared losing everything..
The fear of losing the memories of the time..
..spent together descended on her face and eyes.
And then Anjali started writing.
Our entire lives were encapsulated in words.
It contains our story.
How we met. How we fell in love.
How we got separated.
And then how we met again.
If I lose my memory then read this to me.
Siddharth, I promise you that I will come back to you.
I know that medical science doesn't have cure..
..for this disease.
Maybe it was for only few moments..
..but my Anjali has come back.
Doctor, I have got complete faith in my love.
Anjali will come. She will come back.
She will definitely come.
Definitely!
This is the story of Siddharth and Anjali.
It is the story of their love, madness, passion..
..trust, affection..
It was the time of holidays. Dalhousie looked beautiful.
"This is my wish."
"I will call you my love."
"This is my identity."
"I am waiting with the hope of getting your love back."
"God forbid you don't like anyone else."
"You are the dawn of my forgotten love."
"You show me the path of the life I lead."
"I am carrying the memories of your love in my heart."
"I am waiting with the hope of getting your love back."
"God forbid you don't like anyone else."
"You love me, baby."
"I will be waiting for you."
"Tell me if there is any condition in love."
"Tell me if ever I had committed any mistake."
"I am holding my heart in my hands for you."
"I am waiting with the hope of getting your love back."
"God forbid you don't like anyone else."