02x04 - Bebaqiyaan

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Guys, I think we should
use Tamanna's melody

for the qualification
because it's mind-blowing.

I will work on the lyrics and
along with orchestration once…

- Sorry, I just have to take this.
- Okay.

- Mom!
- Did you book your flight?

And what about your outfit?
I sent you the mood board.

How are you, dear? I am fine,
Mama, thanks for asking.

Tamanna, I am very
stressed. Please co-operate.

Mom, I'm busy with classes.
Everything will be done.

The wedding's next week.

You can invite your friends too.

Bring that keyboard player along.
Does he still flirt with you?

Hi, auntie! Hello!
I am still flirting.

But it's just stagnant.
What should I do?

Come to the wedding,
you might get lucky.

I insist. All of you must come.

- Definitely!
- Okay, Auntie. Sure.

Tamanna, send me their
names for the guest list.

Okay, Mom. Bye.

Ayaan…

Ayaan!

Ayaan!

Just come.

I need your help. My dress.

- What?
- My dress. Just shut the zip.

Hi.

- Zip it!
- Yes.

Listen, don't get
too excited, okay?

I am just helping you out.

If you try to take advantage I
will scream. I am not joking.

Listen, I am sorry.

We didn't have
the time to speak.

We are unable to crack
the song on one hand.

On the other hand, there's my mother's
wedding. There's a lot going on.

Speak about what?

Ayaan, I have seen a relationship
like this destroy life.

Radhe.

Yeah, I know.

I don't want to repeat
the same mistake.

IBC is very important
for all of us.

And I don't want to mess it up.

Listen, don't get me wrong.

- I am very attracted to you…
- I know, I know.

You don't need to
provide a disclaimer.

I am not sending over a proposal
and asking for your birth chart.

I want to spend
more time with you.

Okay, if anything gets
messed up we will say

goodbye the Imroz
Dehalvi way. What else?

Simple.

By the way, I think you're
pretty attractive too.

Just not in this dress.

Music requires gravitas.

Gravitas comes from practice.

And practice only on the
Tanpura not with the harmonium.

Ma'am, is Radhe
competing in the IBC?

- What's that?
- India Band Championship.

If you folks could take
me along for that too…

No, I am not involved in all
this. You can ask Radhe about it.

He went to Mumbai with Devendra.

- I am not part of this.
- Why not, ma'am?

No musician would pass up on
being in the IBC. Right, guys?

- Yes!
- Yeah!

Look at this, ma'am.

From the grand stages
of Europe and America,

your favorite singing
reality show has arrived

in the holy musical
land of India.

In the avatar of India
Band Championship.

This has Carnatic music,
and folk music too.

It's not only about
Western and pop music.

Radhe is taking our Hindustani classical
music forward. Isn't that great?

Radhe, these ploys won't
work with me, okay?

I have already said no.

But uncle, our team
in this contest…

It can't come
together without you.

I'm doing the best I can.

Don't interrupt like always.

And Gharana?

What about the Gharana?

If the Gharana is
to die out, it will.

What can I even do about it?

Anyway, I have been
booked for recordings.

I don't have the time.

If you put your heart to it
then you will find the time.

Tell me the OTP.

I really like the melody.

Well done, Tamanna.

But lyrically, what is
your song trying to say?

A lost girl who is
looking for love?

It's very generic.

For IBC, only having an
original song isn't enough.

Your thoughts have
to be original too.

If it's a love song, then I would
love to hear the writer's take on it.

What do you think?

That's what is going
to set it apart.

That's going to decide

who qualifies and who does not.

The IBC has enthused
the entire country

and we have seen a
widespread reaction to this.

Given the massive
popularity the event has

garnered, IBC has increased
its audition centers.

IBC!

How long will you do this for?

Until you give in.

One moment sir, a flight is
passing by. Hello? Hello?

- Come, please come.
- Yes.

Come on, boys.

I can give a couple more variations.
Let the director hear it.

It's a 30-second ad, my brother.
What's the point of giving variation?

Come here and take your check.

Come on. Let's go.

Tamanna, can we rehearse
the harmonies once?

Yes. Kingshuk!

No, he's fine. We will do it.

- Okay.
- Yeah. You're fine.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

One, two, three, four.

It's a bit flat from the opening.
Just, listen to yourself.

Okay.

One, two, three, four.

It has to be sharper,
okay? Not louder.

Or else, how will the
main singer be heard?

Actually, that's because I start
with Kingshuk's first note.

Yes, I know. Then
it causes a lag.

- Let's do this again, no stress.
- Yeah.

One, two, three, four.

- It's flat again!
- Relax, Soumya.

Why?

It will mess up the entire song.

Can you please focus here?

Soumya, focus on your own
singing. I'll work on myself.

Please don't add to the
pressure unnecessarily.

If this is what you do in practice
sessions how will you handle qualifiers?

Soumya, you know
it's my composition.

I have done two live concerts
in a day. I will manage.

Right!

We can't do an
auto-tune lip-sync here.

Do you have issues
with me or my singing?

Why do you taunt me
about every little thing?

Because it's easy for you
to get a second chance.

You are a performer.
You have followers.

If you fail at this you can get a
second and a third chance as well.

But if I don't clear the
qualifiers in college,

I will have to provide backup vocals
forever for some star performer.

Soumya, I am… I am sorry.

Let's practice
again, nicely. Come.

What will that do? The
song won't change, right?

Problem is in the lyrics.

Those lyrics that
Ayaan wrote are stupid.

We just have to
work on the lyrics.

If you are free,
help me to practice.

Yes.

Wow! Amazing!

Brother Devendra! I had no clue
you could play like this too!

Well, I can play like that too.

Good!

Brother Devendra…

We missed you a lot.

Let's do something together.

Should we keep the
recording tomorrow?

- Should we?
- Tomorrow… done.

When you play, it sounds pure and
no other sarangi player has that.

After all, artists from artistic
families are in a different league.

Only the first round.

After that, I am out.

Don't cling to me!

Right after the reunion
the recession begins.

Let's sing Raga durga.

I think we should begin
with yaman. That's better.

Brother is right, you know.

We should sing yaman.

Panditji used to love that Raga.

I was way out of line that day.

Sorry.

You said it right.

Okay, then. Let's sing yaman.

Teen taal, "Nirmohiyan."

Look at this family!
Look at my band!

I can see it now. Rathod
and sons and grandson.

I am getting full KJo vibes. It's
all about loving your family.

No, cancel, cancel. I am
getting Barjatya vibes.

The three of us are together.

But, something is missing!

An X factor in a way.

We need one more.
We need something.

Yes!

I get it. I get it.

But we don't need
a tabla player.

Dad is here to play the tabla, the
pakhawaj, and every percussion.

Rajendra sir is like a guru to
me. I will play the side rhythm.

No, no, we have
a classical band.

I will play the Tanpura.

I can even play the flute
with my mouth. Yaman?

Why are you so
restless, Karan Chitra?

Sir, I have never
left Jodhpur, so…

Please take me along for IBC.

Okay, fine. I will take you along.
This circus won't do though.

Okay? This is our music.

Okay, fine.

I am offering you a buffet and
you are stuck on staple home food!

Arghya, it’s about our Gharana
and you’re calling anyone to join.

I’m not calling them they’re
themselves showing interest.

Arghya, we’ll lose our Gharana’s identity
if we keep looking for the X factor.

- Yes, Radhe is correct!
- The hell he is! Try him.

Mohini.

After watching our
program the other day,

we have received a proposal
for a national tour.

So…

Should we say yes?

I have never thought
about any of this.

That's what we wanted, right?

For our Gharana to reach out
to the maximum number of folks.

Yes.

So… should we say yes?

Yes.

Digvijay.

We will need this compilation.

This…

BANDISH

Let's keep this here.

With me?

Radhe won't mind, will he?

He's already set
off on another path.

And you have as much
right to this, as he does.

The last few pages have
incomplete compositions.

Yes, we will complete
them together.

What's the issue between Gharana
members? What is the politics?

I can't sing this way,
you can't play that way.

What do you want me to do now?

Do I find some other illegitimate
child of Panditji's now?

- What do you want from me?
- Coach Sir! What's going on?

Your team seems defeated
before playing the match!

Now that I am here,
everything will be alright.

Radhe, I have an amazing gift
for you. She's waiting outside.

Get your head out of the gutter,
man. Not in front of uncle!

I brought a musician.

Keyboard player. Perfect
fit for your band, brother.

In classical music… you
got a keyboard player?

Yes. That's the kind of
fusion, folks want these days.

- Hey!
- Give it a chance, brother.

Hey, don't teach
your father how to…

Argh…

If we needed keyboard players
I'd have them lining up outside.

They need a classical musician who
is steeped in indigenous music.

Buddy, she plays classical
music on the keyboard.

Do you have anything
more to say now?

- Good for you?
- Yes.

You can begin. I will join in.

Yes.

Wait. It's wrong.

No, it's right. Continue.

No, it's going out of
the confines of the Raga.

I am not going out of the Raga.

I inverted the chords
and made it better.

Radhe, she is right. She is
within the confines of the Raga.

She is playing yaman
with her right hand

and she is filling in the spaces
with her left. She's right.

Hi, ma'am. Are you
with this band?

No, mother isn't
singing with us.

Okay. Let's try this once again.

No, it's okay.

I can see where this is going.

Listen, all of you are obviously
very talented musicians.

But you are rather
limited apart from ma'am.

I mean, the Raga has
certain specific patterns

but nothing more than that.

I guess Kabir didn't tell you.

We are only presenting the
music of the Rathod Gharana.

But, that is Hindustani
classical too.

It has so many possibilities.

Listen, you can innovate
keeping the rules intact.

But I feel if we can't even do that
there is no use of a collaboration.

- Collaboration?
- Yes.

Kabir said you folks are
desperate to collaborate.

Listen, I don't wish
to offend anyone.

But… I have studied Hindustani
classical music too.

The mathematics of
it fascinates me.

Listen, I quit my job at ISMO
because I wanted to do something new.

I wanted to reinvent
Hindustani music.

And clearly, you
don't wish to do that.

No hard feelings.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Kabir, I am done here.

I am done with this family too.

I should have taken you to
the fritter shop instead.

It would have been
less insulting.

Right? Let's go.

You're good. You are very good.

You've got the X-factor.

Ayaan.

Man, when will you
write the lyrics?

When do I memorize them?

When do we decide on
the bits for the chorus?

When do we rehearse?

I have the mood board
right here with me.

This madam is going
to her mom's wedding.

Yeah, Mom! I know the difference
between teal and turquoise.

What are these files?

Are you going to a
wedding or a conference?

Avantika Sachdeva's wedding is as
good as a conference. Lots to do.

But Ayaan here knows nothing about
dating and all, let alone love.

How can he write a
deep song about love?

At least, I wrote it.

Now you can write something
with a Bhangra flourish in it.

Damn! Are you mad or what?

I am the only one doing something.
You guys are doing nothing!

Anyway, he steals the poems
of others and woos the girls!

Must we write only about love?

There are other issues in life.

Absolutely! Love
isn't everything.

Yeah.

Well, the greatest artists don't
just write it just like that.

There has to be
something inspiring.

Musicians do so much!
Yoga, meditation.

Drugs, adventure.

No way, man. Our lives
are way too boring.

We need to write something
amazing. How do we do that?

Okay, guys, I am sorry. I
know we are in great trouble.

I will come back tomorrow, and we
will crack the lyrics together.

For now, my cab is waiting.

Tamanna, you are so lucky to
see your mother as a bride.

- Must be so exciting!
- Ayaan, file, please.

But we can see it too!

- What?
- I mean, we should go too!

Anyway, we are sitting and whining
here. Let's meet some new folks.

Get some inspiration.
Who knows.

It's not that long a drive.

- Yeah!
- Right?

Come to think of it the idea of
a getaway doesn't sound that bad.

Correct.

No, it's Tamanna's mom's wedding.
We can't just show up there.

And I don't know the difference
between teal and turquoise.

Listen, guys, the
pressure is just for me.

And Mom herself has invited
all of you! Let's go.

We get to eat food at a
Delhi wedding for free!

Soumya, this is our best bet.

What could be more interesting
than an Indian wedding?

Uncles sulking.

Existential crisis.
Extramarital affairs.

I mean, this is a wedding
procession of emotions, man!

We should go. Seriously!

Okay, Ayaan, stop overdoing
it. But he's right.

We can't get lyrics written by
just sitting here. So, let's go.

Let's go!

- Come on! Let's go.
- My God!

Let's go fast!

I am happy that a
lifelong bond has formed.

Friends have chosen to
become partners for life.

Guys.

Tamanna, why didn't you tell us?

Imroz Dehalvi. I call dibs.

So this is the
inspiration you came for?

Guys, isn't he even
hotter in real life?

I'm just saying.

Ogling someone while you
drool is just so creepy!

Who's ogling?!

- So good!
- You knew he was coming?

No. But Ayaan definitely
read the guest list.

I'm glad.

Come, guys, let's go
meet him. Come, come.

Tamanna!

Thank God, you made it.

Or Avantika would have had
another excuse not to marry me.

Imroz, this is Tamanna.

- Hi.
- She is studying at RHMS.

Oh, wonderful.

I am assuming, these
are your college mates?

Yes.

I am sure you've heard of
the phenomenal Imroz Dehalvi.

He's from RHMS also.

Third seat in the last row.

Stories about you are
legends at the college.

Actually, I was
an aisle student.

I used to leave quietly when
I didn't like a performance.

By the way, at times
rumors create legends.

Right?

Yeah.

Would you guys like something?

- What's your poison?
- Will see.

What are you doing? Are
you going to devour him?

Dad!

The registrar threatened to leave
without conducting the marriage.

And the punk is a teetotaler.

Or I would have gotten him drunk
and had him dance on a table.

But what happened?

That…

Let me bring Yusef.
And where's Mom?

There's Mom. Look at her.

Cheers.

Are you okay?

I look like a fraud!

No, you look amazing!

No, I'm terrified.

I told Yusef this
was a bad idea.

- I can't do this again!
- Mom!

If I mess this up again this
time, which I know I will…

then I don't know where
will I go from there.

Mom, you're the
strongest person I know.

When you and Dad were
getting divorced,

you not just picked yourself up

you got him to quit the bottle!

And sorted his life
out. Do you remember?

Leaving a husband and daughter

and coming to the city alone
might sound very brave but

I was scared! I
wasn't so strong.

And I am still scared.

Then be vulnerable.

If you fall by any chance,

then just know that we
are here to pick you up.

You have me, you have
your dysfunctional ex.

But most importantly,

that dashing man out
there is waiting for you.

And if you don't marry
him, I just might.

They say the wedding day is
the happiest day in one's life.

This is proving to be
the scariest day for me.

It's scary because I have lost
in this game very badly once.

And that too with
an amazing person.

Time passes by gradually

and you begin to think that…

you are unworthy
of receiving love.

Then someone comes into your
life who gives you hope.

Hope, that you are
deserving of love.

Because that person
sees something in you

that you yourself
are unaware of.

BEBAKIYAN

So here's to second chances.

To taking a leap of faith even if
you do not know where you will land.

If this goes south you
can't say I didn't warn you.

Cheers!

- Cheers.
- Cheers!

Cheers to us.

Sir, that diary rumor
about you was spot on.

Actually, I had to gulp down
three drinks just to say that…

I am a big fan of you, sir.

Thank you.

Sir, I wish to write
and compose like you.

Can I share something with you?

Since you've gathered up the
courage to do this, go ahead.

Tamanna's mom's
speech got me a bit…

"Life may sulk but you
can convince it with love.

But make dreams with
hopes tagged on.

Make a deal with your heart.

Give yourself a chance again.

Give yourself a chance again."

That's good.

Sir, don't you like it?

No, no, it's nice.

I guess I would write the
same if I was 24 or 25.

But…

just between us poets…

you could've gone a bit deeper.

I feel as if she was speaking
of getting free of her fears.

Okay.

Of finding her courage.
Of being fearless.

Since you've got this started,
can I share something?

Yes, please!

You're estranged from
yourself And perhaps in vain

What is missing?
What is lacking?

It is human to err
Then why are you upset?

Your fearlessness is
hidden In affection

Wow! Wow…

Sir, I have been struggling
for days and you've instantly…

- Sir, have you heard of IBC?
- Of course.

See, our band is
participating in that.

We can't crack the lyrics
for the qualifier round.

Nandini ma'am thinks we
need to find the root of it.

Oh.

So you're all
Nandini's students?

Yes, sir.

She's our mentor.

Actually, the audition
is in three days and

we have no idea…

So as an alumni, I
must help you out.

But on one condition.

Please tell me.

Your mentor must not find out.

Agreed?

Done.

Do you have the tune in place?

- Yes. I have it.
- Let's hear it.

Wait…

- Mother.
- What?

What blessing should I give you?

Just that I should sing well.

You will certainly
sing well, Radhe…

But for an audience that
doesn't understand what is good.

Even then, you must
give all you've got.

Hello, we'll perform a composition
by Pandit Radhe Mohan Rathod.

Raga yaman, "Nirmohiyan."

Sorry, guys.

Your song didn't come to an end

but it's undoubtedly clear you
guys are fantastic musicians.

Just make your bandish a bit
accessible for the general audience.

I think that will happen
during the next few rounds.

That's why I am
going to say yes.

Radhe.

You are very tuneful.

It's evident you've put in
years of practice as a singer.

But I didn't see your
take on this bandish.

You know, it's one thing
to perform great music.

There's a whole other league where you
start creating and making it your own.

I will leave the intricacies of
classical music for Panditji to explain.

But for me, it didn't
quite make the cut.

I am so sorry, but
it's no for me.

Radhe.

Greetings, Panditji.

Son, you reminded
me of Panditji.

The emotions of the constant.

Hitting the high notes
in the same manner.

You have the same
resonance as he did.

The seniors of the Bikaner and Rathod
families in Rajasthan made it prevalent.

Thank you, Narayanji.

You are happy about this, son?

Radhe, I understand the
significance of tradition.

But you must put
in your own slant.

That's how music progresses.

Son, this show needs
you to be a good and

true artist rather
than a good disciple.

Right?

So sadly, it's a no from me too.

Can you ask them to come out?

Sir?

Sir.