Charas

"A velvety smoke's..."

"essence..."

"Marijuana"

"That gives you a high

even when you are sober"

"Marijuana"

"Kissing lips..."

"playing with breaths..."

"forgetting this world..."

"laugh"

"Marijuana!"

"If you get it..."

"it's like getting love"

"If you don't get it..."

"then crave"

"Marijuana!"

Thousands of people come to

holiday in the mountains.

"They look at them from far away,

and leave."

"But there are some, who want to

get inside the mountains..."

and want to know them.

He's Sam... Sam Higgins.

He is a Botany student.

Had come to India to Study Ayurveda.

Policeman... that's his name.

He cultivates the hemp plant

and makes marijuana from it.

The best quality marijuana

comes from his fields.

No one knows where his fields are.

And no one knows how

he got that special name.

"But it is said, since he has entered

the jungles, he has never left them."

He has an eye. Keep his passport.

"Respected Prime Minister,

I am an Indian living in London."

I have been living in London

since the past 56 years.

But I have lived my India

in my every moment.

The situation

there today torments me.

"Gujarat, Bihar,

corruption, communalism."

What's wrong with this country?

I desire that we accept

our mistakes and reform.

Only saying ' My India is great'

will not make India great.

"Grandpa... grandpa, I have good news.

I am going to India."

Shall I also come along?

I want to meet the Prime Minister.

Has he ever replied to any

letter of yours until today?

This must be your 20th letter

to him in three months.

I must meet him. I know whose hand

it is that wants to destroy India.

Whose?

That I'll only tell

the Prime Minister.

"Grandpa, I am going to India."

I will take your letter

and meet the Prime Minister.

Will you go to Delhi?

- Yes.

Do go to our old home.

I couldn't even

take your father there.

"You know, your grandma and my

home were this close."

And you used to fly kites

to send her letters.

Because grandma was Muslim

and you were a Hindu.

And you could never meet.

What kites!

And the wind!

It always helped me.

It always blew in the direction

of your grandma's home.

And the kite would very conveniently

land on your grandma's rooftop.

Great!

Wonder what's happened to

those winds now.

There are some people who

are polluting the atmosphere.

I even want to tell

the Prime Minister...

"Grandpa, I am going to

India for the first time."

Tell me what I should

and should not do.

Should I find myself a girl there?

Your taste where girls

are concerned is very bad.

"Take me along, I'll find you a

girl who will make you shine."

Don't forget your vitamins.

Praful Tiwari.

A minister by profession.

He's never hesitated

in doing any illegal dealings.

"From liquor to arms dealings,

he has a share in every business."

The distribution of marijuana

is his responsibility.

He is the only one

who can contact Policeman.

But only over the phone.

"Mr. Tim May,

Praful Tiwari's international version."

He enjoys all the benefits of

being an Englishman. Lots of them.

Connect me to the IG.

"Rest assured, sir.

What's his name did you say?"

His grandfather

was a freedom fighter.

Even he had set off

to make the country proud.

"But today, he considers serving

some ministers his duty."

That's how the system moves.

But it is said he does miss his

grandfather very much sometimes.

"Dev Anand. Don't worry, sir."

Dev... Dev Anand. He always says

his name with a pause in between.

His parents were

great fans of Dev Anand.

Both were scientists.

Both were killed in a car accident.

It is said they had come to

know of certain things...

which would harm the government.

"Today, Dev has set out to work

for that same government."

Do you want one?

- Yes.

What's that? That green thing.

- That?

Who... who is it?

...Hey!

Hey stop!

Scram!

Ashraf. They say he is a good guy.

He only has one bad habit.

He always interferes

in others matters.

But the truth is that he

always wants to prove something.

"For one, he is a Muslim."

"And they say, someone had

called him a traitor once."

Strange place.

- They need passports.

You find such cheapskates everywhere.

Cheapskates?

- Crooks; the petty kind.

Where are you from?

"You must be having them even there.

- Yes, we do."

"You helped me, so I..."

"Just say a nice thank you,

that's enough."

Have you ever eaten this?

- This?

Aloo Chat.

It's a speciality of Delhi.

"Kaka, give two plates."

Isn't it good?

"Have you come for some work?

- Yes, on business."

What do you do?

- Everything.

Tell me one or two of them.

I don't give names to my work.

I do whatever I enjoy.

"For now, I am a guide to two French

girls and taking them to see the Taj."

Like the mountains?

- Who doesn't the like vast openness?

Will you come with me as a guide?

How are you going?

- By taxi.

No... on bike.

And not like that.

- Why?

What... what are you doing!

"The paths sway

and tell us to move on"

"The weather wants us to wait

and meet the flowers"

"But we are zany"

"Whether it's the path,

or destination"

"Whether the sea or shore"

"We are unaware, of everything,

and uncaring"

"We go where the heart takes us"

"We are here today"

"Who knows where we will be tomorrow"

"The sights, the streams, ask us..."

"what we desire"

"Blooms, buds, stars, ask us..."

"who we want to meet"

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