Bombay Talkies Page #2

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He's works with me in my office.

He's mad. He's gay.

He's 911V?

Okay. So this is the overreaction

he was talking about.

Who?

Thank you.

So you 'work for ON 'TV'?

Who do you do?

He works as a... - I'm a

political analyst and a newsreader.

Newsreader!

I always wanted to meet one.

Why?

To ask what's the challenge

in telling about someone's death?

And it must be very

challenging to write about...

...the meaningless life

of Bollywood stars, right?

By the way, you are

talking about my profession.

I'm offended.

We've already talked about it,

Gayatri.

Two years ago. - Oh wow.

I think you guys

are going to fight.

That's good.

It's said that the

make-up sex is the best.

Make-up sex!

Today is his birthday!

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

But Why aren't you making at me?

I am. - You still aren't.

I'm gay, but I don't bite.

Unless, someone wants me to.

Over familiarity.

It's not just his but

the problem of his generation.

Over familiarity.

I don't belong to my generation.

What do you mean?

I like everything big.

Big people. Big talks.

Old memories. Old songs.

Old songs?

Dev loves old Hindi film music.

Me mo.

What music, man!

"Come to me."

My all time favorite.

"Come to me." Madan Mohan, 1964.

Yeah, Madan Mohan, man.

What great music he used to create.

He was the most

underrated composer.

The more you praise

him the less it is.

True.

Dev, why don't you take

him to your special room?

Why just special,

I'm ready to go into any room.

Just shut up!

He's my husband. - True.

"Come to me."

"For we might never get such

a night again." - Oh, my God.

Wow! What a room, Boss!

It's even better than sex!

You've got used to

crossing the limits.

It's now my profession.

You spend a lot

of time in this room.

Right?

Yes. Me and my loneliness.

To listen to music in solitude?

What's the story behind it?

Music changes the way you think.

And sometimes doesn't

even give you time to think.

May I? Jagjit Singh.

"Come closer..."

"Furl might not

come to you again."

You are smiling a lot.

What's the sorrow

that you're hiding?

"Embrace me..."

By the way, this was a question.

"For there might never be

such affection in the eyes again."

Gayatri. - Yes?

I wanted to talk to you in private.

Just keep trying.

I'll be back in 5. Hmm?

Yeah, tell me.

How often do you have

sex with your husband?

What? Are you mad?

I'm not going to discuss my sex

life with you in front of everyone.

Tell me.

It's very important for me.

Tell me, please.

What pleasure will

you gain from it?

Self-pleasure?

Oh, God. - Now don't be a prude.

You come here everyday

dressed to kill.

Now why you are

acting like a virgin.

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