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something I'd like you to know.

- I've dumped the job.

- Why?

I had enough of Mehra's abuses.

Besides, I want to move upwards.

What's more, I met Gulbadan Kumar today.

- Gulbadan Kumar?

Yes. He owns Prince Records. Its

really tough to get to meet him.

I walked into his office and sang

a few songs. He liked my voice.

He invited me to the party this

evening. Looks like I've made it.

Just press these clothes for me, will you?

- I'm coming with you!

What'll you do there? You'd get bored.

- No. I won't get bored.

What about Sonu?

- Farida can put him to sleep.

All right. You can come along.

Get dressed in some good clothes.

Now. Take the clothes.

Press them quickly.

Congratulations, Mr. Gulbadan Kumar.

Ever since your company was formed

music sales have grown manifold.

It's the grace of The Divine Mother.

A double gold disc for the music

directors. Someday I'll get mine too.

I've recorded my voice

on a cassette... Rohit!

I've recorded one of

my songs in a cassette.

- Will you please give it

to Gulbadan Kumar? - All right.

Hows the good lady? I greet you

in the name of The Divine Mother.

Hello. - I'm Rohit Kumar. -

Of course, Mr. Rohit Kumar.

- Greetings! - Grand

party. - It's modest really.

- Have you listened to my cassette?

- Yes I did. - Did you like it?

- Very nice.

- Thank you, Sir. Thank you, Sir.

Glory be to The Divine Mother!

Congratulations, Mr. Gulbadan!

You're raking in gold discs.

Let's pose for a photograph.

You're the biggest of them all.

- Not at all. - Isn't it, now?

It's the two of you, Messrs Amar &

Kaushik who are the most well known.

That's the magic of our music.

We've defined 6 super hit films.

Our critics are now silenced.

- Indeed. Indeed, Mr. Gulbadan.

You must listen to the music

we've scored for our next film.

We recorded a song yesterday. Beautiful!

Which film is the song meant for?

Well... he's an upcoming

artiste. He's also a singer.

- Mr. Rahul Kumar.

- I'm Rohit Kumar, Sir.

Oh yes... Mr. Rohit Kumar.

- Do you sing?

- Yes, Sir.

I see. For whom have

you sung till now?

Nothing special yet. - Yes. Go

on. - I want to sing for you.

Of course.

- Thank you.

- Don't forget to give my cassette.

- Oh yes. But, stop it now, will you?

Yes... what is it?

- I'm not only a singer.

I've written a few songs too.

And what are you?

- A composer.

In a country like ours, just

about anyone can turn a composer.

Call me up on Monday. If your

voice is worth it, you're made.

I'll come over on Monday

after giving you a call.

What more could you want? Glory be

to The Divine Mother. - Mr. Gulbadan

Yes, Sir.

Why aren't you giving

him my cassette?

I can't give the cassette now.

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