Tamasha

Synopsis: Tamasha is about the journey of someone who has lost his edge in trying to follow socially acceptable conventions of society. The film is based on the central theme of abrasion and loss of self that happens in an attempt to find oneself.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Imtiaz Ali
Production: UTV Communications
  2 wins & 3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.2
Rotten Tomatoes:
55%
Year:
2015
139 min
9,311 Views


Sometimes this thought

enters my heart

So loudly that you soil your pants

Sometimes this thought

enters my heart

So what enters your mind?

Tell me

Shut up. Quiet. Silence.

Sometimes this thought

enters my heart

Who am I?

- I know

You go to work and come home

every day

The boss yells at you.

You tell no one

You're one of hundreds,

packed in a crowded bus

Warning. The audience has arrived

Go. Go.

How can I go without you?

We're connected.

inseparable, eternally

Live and die together

Two bodies, one soul

SOS SOS Charlie come

in Charlie Security

Forgive the poor chap

A nice guy like you.

But what to do?

He's stuck between the heart

and the world. Like you

There's more to come

You see I am here

His heart's voice

The heart skips a beat

What is a heart?

The heart! The heart!

Disruptive technology

A B theeta beeta gaama

Five hundred and seventy-five

methods, fester.

He's prepared a play for you

Straight from the heart

Clap if you like it

So? Are you sitting comfortably?

Shall we start?

He did so badly,

got the lowest marks

He can't solve the simplest problem

I understand that

Ask him what's wrong

Stories obsess him

Got the money?

Let's go

Half an hour

Many years a9

A million miles away, there was

a unique land

Made famous, not by the King,

but by the Prince

A rare Prince

The heartbeat of all

The apple of all eyes

Ayodhya sang His praises

But He chose exile over throne

He who slayed the evil Ravaan...

...the one they call...

Hail shri Ram!

The forest is strewn with thorns,

my Queen

You're delicate, a Princess

The forest is not a place for you

All the world's comforts...

...mean nothing without you,

my Lord

With your hand in mine...

...thorns are flowers to me

Beware, Princess

The forest is as dangerous

as it is beautiful

Lakshman will protect you

I shall now hunt that deer

That's all

Half an hour. Go

What happens next?

End of story...money over Scoot!

A little more. Please

5 minutes

Are you done?

Grandma

"l shall now hunt that deer"

Where was I?

The evil Ravaan abducts Sita

When the noble king returned,

the Princess was gone

The evil king had taken her...

...across the seas to Troy

The King called all the Greek kings

Brothers!

Set sail a thousand ships

Fight the great Trojan war

Bring back my honour, my Helen

Wait!

Something's wrong

- What?

You told me a different story

the last time

The demon king Ravaan carried

Sita away to Lanka

So what's the problem?

A story is a stow

Same everywhere

In Ayodhya or in Greece

Laila- Majnu. Romeo- Juliet.

Alexander's Victory

The Battle of Lanka

Your story too is like all stories

It's always the same story

Ignore the why, the where

and the what

Take pleasure in the story

Are you comfortable?

Shall we begin?

The story begins with a rhythm

Starting from Time itself

Running free through words

A story within a love stow

An age- old story

The story of our new love

Who knows from where the story

flows or where it goes

Like the river Chenaab,

flowing with love

Sohni goes to Mahiwal

Her name was Sohni

And she belonged to Mahiwal

Scared of King

Vasudev crosses

the river with Krishana

Pharoah's sister picks

Moses from the river

So the day had come when...

...Sanyunkta had to get married.

Several rulers from

all over the world..

..had come to her palace,

to get married to her.

But she only liked

Prithvi Raj Chauhan.

And so the story flows on

Who does she go to?

Who calls her from beyond

society's confines?

With garland in hand...

...Sanjunkta comes out of the palace

Sayunkta!

Yamuna or Jamuna?

Joseph or Yusuf?

Jesus or Isa?

Moses or Musa?

Tell me

Brahma or Abraham?

Or Ibrahim?

A Hindu river or Indus?

Hind or India?

It's Sanjukta

And so the story flows on

And so the story flows on

And so the story flows on

The story begins with a rhythm

From the start of Time itself

Running free through words

A story within a love stow

An age- old story

The story of our new love

Who knows from where the story

flows or where it goes

Why suffer the pain of separation?

When it is you I see in my heart

I count each passing moment

Years have gone since

I gave myself to you

My eyes have been

shedding tears since morning

It's hard to describe

my love in words

Should I end my life or end

this distance?

Or fill this distance with

sweet memories of you?

"My heart's wrenching."

"l will explain you how."

"Sita."

There's the flag of

rebellion soaring high

The Emperor feared...

...the Prince would fall in love

Bring shame to his name

Helen belonged to Troy

The undefeatable Raavan

A fierce battle cry

Ranjha belongs to you

The genie appeared before Aladdin

"Your wish is

my command, Master"

You are not listening to me...

I am not asking for money,

lam asking to make a call...

A phone call...

No no phone, go...

It'll be one second, okay?

I'll just call and quickly

ask them to call back.

No, no!

Please one phone call, please...

No no no money go

- Okay fine

Bloody miser! Swine.

Die, you rascal

Thank you

- Thank you

Go, go

P:

ease...p

ease...

No money go

Fine

Bloody miser! Swine.

Die, you rascal

Thank you.. Go, go

Excuse me.

You said bloody miser?

I was just telling that..

- Swine..

To make one call,

it was just going to take one second.

Here.

I have to call India.

It's ok, go ahead

My bag's gone

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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