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A charismatic, self-absorbed Indian writer, who discovers he may not have long to live, tries to mend a neglected relati | dG1fb2FUalZDdzRheEU
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00:00If you want to be writers, playwrights, poets, you need vocabulary.
00:11I'm Bellamy. And your VJ, a published writer, I've heard.
00:17Whereas your Amarita stories, I can sell any number of them.
00:21What a mind, you haven't seen Priyanti since when?
00:25You slack off just a couple more years.
00:27That's it, Priyanti will be a total stranger. Mark my words, man, I'm telling you.
00:32Ah, come on. It's Father's Day for God's sake. I want to see my daughter.
00:40I'm really sorry for not staying in contact and everything.
00:42Mejay, look, Lego.
00:44What on earth are we building?
00:46The Taj Mahal.
00:48Out of Lego?
00:54He's not in Coke.
00:57I'm Indian, I'm Punjabi.
01:07How much do you need?
01:08Two thousand.
01:09If Mum found out...
01:10He'd be cactus.
01:12Nick has offered to pay for private school for Priyanti.
01:15She wants to go, VJ.
01:17Ask her.
01:19I never imagined it would be as beautiful.
01:40What the thing is beautiful.
01:42Mm-hmm.
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