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Gosh, your obsession with skiing!

I have only two vices.

What's the other one?

You!

So, you're going to

climb up that mountain to ski?

Up.. then down.. and

then up again.

Nope!

Our resort is on that mountain.

I'll be going further ahead to ski.

Higher up.

No more skiing vacations

after we get married.

After the wedding, our vacations

will be something else altogether.

How come?

Wait and watch.

I'll become the rain,

you'll become the clouds.

Wait and watch..

Wait and watch..

I'll love you so much

that you'll go crazy.

Wait and watch..

Wait and watch..

The rays of the

morning sun declare..

...I'm yours in every respect.

Wait and watch..

I'll forever be

the smile on your lips.

Wait and watch..

Wait and watch..

When your eyes turn moist.

...l'll flow from them,

wait and watch.

Everybody has a heart.

But mine is full of love..

...more than all others,

wait and watch.

I'll carve you

in the lines of my fate.

It's my promise to you,

wait and watch.

The rays

of the morning sun declare..

...I'm yours in every respect.

Wait and watch..

I'll forever be

the smile on your lips.

Wait and watch..

Wait and watch..

When your eyes turn moist.

...l'll flow from them,

wait and watch.

Yes, dad?

Has Amar returned?

No, dad.

The weather's getting worse too.

I'm his father.

I've put up with his

habits since he was a kid.

Now it's your turn.

I'm a little scared now, dad.

I'll call you later.

Ok.

It's just a stupid mountain.

Why can't they find him?

Though he doesn't say it,

but dad's worried too.

Taran, don't worry.

It's Amar after all.

You know him, nah!

He may come late,

but he'll definitely come.

Papa..

No need to worry, Manpreet.

He will come back.

Where else will he go?

Yeah, of course. Where can he go?

I am going only because

Taran's all alone out there.

See you.

Ok, call me.

Yes. I will.

Ok. Bye.

We were together, we were close.

I wonder where our

paths separated.

The place where no path goes..

...that's the one you chose.

We were together, we were close.

I wonder where our paths separated.

But a place where no path goes..

...that's the one you chose.

O beloved, living without you..

...every breath pricks my heart.

Without you.. I cannot exist.

Without you.. I cannot live.

Without you.. I cannot exist.

Without you.. I cannot live.

Nine days we've searched,

we looked everywhere.

If..If we find the body,

we will call you.

For now, I suggest you go home.

I am so very sorry, he must be dead.

Alas! This daily dilemma

that refuses to die down.

As if something very dear,

has been misplaced and forgotten.

You were here..

Yes, right here..

...but now you're lost.

O beloved, living without you..

...every breath pricks my heart.

Without you.. I cannot exist.

Without you.. I cannot live.

Without you.. I cannot live.

Without you.. I cannot live.

It seems, without you..

...I can't live anymore.

The shattered pieces within..

...I cannot explain.

Come back now..

Why nurse a grudge against me?

O beloved, living without you..

...every breath pricks my heart.

Without you.. I cannot exist.

Without you.. I cannot live.

Without you.. I cannot exist.

Without you.. I cannot live.

When you feel like crying,

cry out loud.

And when you feel love, give a hug.

These are the only

two realities of life.

Years later..

...I went to office today.

Got some work done too.

In the beginning, when I started the

gallery there were many instances..

...when I thought I might

have to shut down the gallery.

Thank you, papa.

Like it often happens in any business.

But it's been 30 years now.

The gallery is still up and running.

Nothing stops.

...if it's done with a good intention.

That's enough, thank you.

How is it?

Delicious, like always.

For 6 months, I sat

alone in this house..

...and thought about Amar.

Sometimes I would cry.

As a kid,

when he was just learning to walk..

...he would often fall down,

like all kids do.

I would rush to pick him up,

as if I had hum myself.

And Urvashi would laugh at me.

She would say, 'let him fall'.

'He'll learn to walk..

..and to deal with his pain.'

I would often quarrel with her.

Saying-

'We can at least

save him some of the pain'.

But she was very sensible.

Do you know what she would say?

'Every life has its

own share of pain.'

'The sooner you learn to conquer it,

the better.'

'How long do you

think you can help him?'

She was right.

For three months, she battled

with her pain in the hospital.

I couldn't save her from her pain.

And I couldn't save

Amar from his pain either.

Anyway..

...he must have dealt with his pain.

We need to deal with

our pain too, dear.

I've thought of something, dear.

Look dear..

...we can either keep crying

for years to come and wait for him.

Weave thousands of stories,

saying, 'maybe this..or maybe that'.

Or we can admit the truth.

Admit the truth, dear.

I've already given

up all hope regarding Amar.

That's what I called

to tell you, dear.

And I wanted to request

you personally, dear..

...that let us together, let Amar go.

Let him go.

He was supposed to be

with us for only this long.

Hi, dad.

Come, son.

I thought I'll take you out.

Come, dear.

This is Taran.

Shekhar.

Hi.

Hi.

I'll take your leave now, father.

You didn't bring your car.

Shall I call a cab?

No, papa. I brought my cycle.

Can I drop you?

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