I don't understand.
No. I don't want an answer.
I just want you to think.
What do you really want?
Be selfish. As usual.
That is my dream fellowship, ma'am.
'Medical emergency is a very common occurrence.'
'And dental emergency is not an emergency.'
'But our dictator dean recently announced a dental emergency.'
'The dean's internal punch was so hard that everybody's jaw is paining.'
'And we are looking for its treatment in books.'
I am doubtful about this.
- It will come. - Here, guys.
Oral histology notes.
And I got last to last year's question papers.
According to my study,
the question paper is repeated every alternate year.
I got my hands on last B.D Chaurasia.
Which is basically Chaurasia's notes
from the Willis book of general anatomy.
Also, volume one of tender and erotic from Xhamster.
You know, for the time when I need a break.
Guys! Guys! Guys! Listen! We have all the study material. Okay?
After the election meeting let's just start studying. Okay?
Yes. Richa, please pardon me from the election meeting today.
You see, everybody's result is the same in election.
So it's not Fomo.
But if only I flunk the exams
I won't be able to endure so much of Fomo.
Let's have a cup of tea before that, guys.
- Come on. - Yes. Good idea.
We will feel fresh. As it is, we have to study the whole day.
- Come on. - Hold on! Hold on! Hold on!
You guys are not going anywhere.
Richa, war room becomes argumentative for me.
I am not good in arguments. And I don't drink tea too.
I don't have a boyfriend. Nor am I addicted to porn.
I will dedicatedly help first year students pass the exams.
You go and help Zahira with the debate.
Okay? Go.
Nice.
Yes. Not this diagram. It's the one behind this.
- 'I also have to study.' - I saw it in the notes.
'But priorities.'
'I have never been a part of debates or speeches or politics.'
'But today, the dean has hit our biggest weakness'
'and tried to defeat us.'
'We can't give up now.'
We should go to the trustees and complain about the dean.
What will we complain?
We have a problem with the exams despite being college students.
Technically, the principal gave the orders.
So the dean can deny having anything to do with this.
Where are the others?
Guys, the situation is quite serious.
Half the students have put a 'Do Not Disturb' sign outside their room.
Those who cannot do anything are burning lamps.
This is exactly what I am talking about.
When our own party members are petrified
why will general public come to hear your debate?
Due to the exam, the turnout
will be significantly less during debate as well as election.
This is just one of our problems.
Ramya Mantra has made the tea stall incident her personal agenda.
Where the fuck is Jo?
I don't know. I haven't seen her after the speech at all.
Oh, God!
You know, she needs to do a public apology.
I am here.
Whatever you want to say, say it directly.
You know, if you had a phone like normal people do
I would have told you last night itself.
You need to give a public apology.
I am not at all apologetic.
What's the harm in saying sorry to the public?
I like it when somebody says sorry.
You don't have to feel it. Just say it, man.
Are you serious?
I am not as good as you at faking it.
I don't want to say sorry.
Actually, you guys tell everybody that Jo is not part of this campaign.
Condemn my action harshly and save yourself.
I can't stand to be part of politics that's just politically correct.
- Jo, listen. - You know, forget her.
Listen. Don't worry about exams.
I will provide my personal notes to everyone.
Just do this. Take 2- 3 brightest students from each class.
And make study groups. We will figure something out.
Milli will handle first year group.
If fourth year's topper Pariksha ma'am gives live revision every evening,
it could be really helpful.
Cool. I will speak with her.
But first we need to work on this debate together.
But we can't force the girls to come for the debate.
I have an idea.
Listen! Listen! Girls and girls!
It isn't right to impart and gain knowledge
only to score merit and percentage.
- It isn't right! It isn't right! - It isn't right! It isn't right!
Look at me! Look at me!
I am a college dropout. But I am so happy.
- It isn't right! It isn't right! - It isn't right!
'Climax had started.'
'First year's study group on first floor.'
'Second year's study group on second floor.'
'And Palak and warden's drama scene on third floor.'
'Palak was used to passing in supplement instead of failing.'
Zahira!
Think whatever you want, but at least think.
They have left.
'Zahira was helping students day and night through her notes.'
Education should help in character building.
In gaining strength.
And mental development.
Development! Development!
Development!
'But a storm can arrive anywhere and anytime.'
'Here, Gabbar (Villain) itself came.'
'Ramya's strategy of notes in return for votes was yielding good premium.'
'And our interest rate was skyrocketing.'
'Veeru was shooting bullets at our prep days.'
Tell the girls inside that I have got liquor.
Can I have a 30 ml for me? And a glass of red wine for her.
'Ramya was increasing the count like Gabbar.'
'And Jack was in his own trance.'
- Jo! - This is my ideology.
This is how I think. You are I are different.
You know, don't go Faiz on me right now.
Dude, it's Faiz Ahmad Faiz.
He had written poems against the regime. Please.
- Where is this conversation going? - No. No.
I will tell you about him fully.
He was part of progressive writers' movement.
You read a bit about him in magazine.
'Exam's wild fire was burning our election campaign.'
'And in the war room firefighters were burning each other.'
Why don't you just focus on your fucking campaign?
Go on the stage and shout.
Jo, listen! Jo!
Zahira!
'Basically, there is crisis all around us.'
'And the leaders are still at war.'
Ma'am! Ma'am! Ma'am! My Daniel has broken.
I heard you are giving free replacement.
Hey! What charity are you doing in my hostel?
Who is he? I mean, was.
It's a skull model, ma'am. Original.
They will need it for the exam.
Poor girls are scared.
They have to study so much.
You must have a dead body too.
What's in the trunk?
Open the trunk. Show me. What's in the trunk?
CNG.
I am leaving.
Do you need a separate invitation to leave?
Vote for Ramya Mantri, ma'am.
'I can't believe how my priorities have changed.'
'By now my photo should have been in Aarav's wallet.'
'And Aarav's photo, condoms and contraceptive in my wallet.'
'Shit! I don't know why exam stress makes me so horny.'
'Also, I miss him so much.'
Go and talk to him.
Why do you always go into dream sequence?
Go.
'When Milli sounds right to me, she is right.'
'I should go and talk.'
- Hold it. - "Step out. Breathe in."
"Feel the sun on the skin."
"This might just be..."
Hi.
- Hi. - What's up?
Nothing.
Tell me. Did you have some work?
Aarav, I don't come to you only when I have some work. You...
Look. I know I have not been able to give you time.
But you need to understand this.
A lot is going on.
Elections. Exams have been announced.
- You... - Richa.
Let's be honest.
We know each other since 10 months.
And I am still not sure if you like me or not.
Aarav, that's not the point.
It's just a simple yes or no question.
And trust me. Even if you say no
whenever you need any help, I will come to help you...
Why are you repeatedly saying the same thing?
Aarav, I like you.
I like you a lot.
- But? - But...
What?
Right now I have too much on my plate. Okay?
Elections are going on.
And suddenly the dean has announced exams.
I am unable to focus on anything.
There is a lot going on with me.
On top of that, I cannot invest in a relationship right now.
Hey! I don't want you to leave anything that is important to you.
But I thought this was also important to you.
At least it is for me.
All I am asking you is what are we?
Where are we?
Did you think about that? Or you didn't get time?
Because I also have exams and I also have studies.
Third year medical is not easy. Okay?
If you have the power and time and resources for conversation
please come and do it.
I will be waiting right here.
Until then the ball is in your court.
- What? - If you have time for it.
What ball? What court?
You are taking the conversation in a different direction, Aarav.
Damn it!
Forget about tomorrow's debate.
Nobody will come to vote day after tomorrow too.
We can't lose like this.
Zahira, what exactly did Jo say when you guys were fighting?
'Hi, guys. Today I am going to teach you guys'
'the prosthodontist chapter four.'
Ma'am, we have an announcement to make.
It will take only two minutes.
We know.
On 67 page number...
Okay. There is something interesting happening.
These guys are in the library with placards.
I will read them out.
What are exams?
Exam equals to test.
Test of memory. No.
Test of knowledge. Sort of.
But really exams are...
Test of your character.
How you handle pressure?
How you manage time?
How you make your own decisions?
If you give into the pressure
if you can't use your time to speak up for yourself
if you let others make decisions for you
then you score maybe 100 out of 100.
But you have failed.
The choice is yours.
But the time is now.
Sorry, guys. I am going to stop this live for right now.
I am going to vote.
For the students' election.
I request all my followers to please do the same. Thank you.
And that's where the word nepotism comes from.
Essentially it's not a bad thing.
It's not about what you got.
It's about what you can make of what you got.
So to answer your next question
I will not tell you my pocket money.
So yes. Next question.
Yes, please.
Ramya, I want to ask you.
Your opponent Zahira has circulated a manifesto.
What is your election manifesto? Or where is it?
Zahira can only circulate fashion sense.
I mean, I like the way she dresses up. Green hair. Nice.
But it is not enough to win an election. Is it, Aarav?
That is not an answer to my question, is it?
Ramya.
Dude, manifesto is just a piece of paper.
It's all manifested here.
I see. This is good.
According to this logic, we shouldn't even give exams.
We should just tell our professors
that all that information is just manifested in here.
Okay. Next up is candidate number two.
Zahira Ali.
Hold on. Hold on. I am candidate number two.
But it's okay. Ladies first.
Zahira! Zahira!
Zahira! Zahira! Zahira!
Hello, everyone.
Unlike my opponent here,
I actually have things that need to be discussed at high priority.
You must have read it in my manifesto 'Roti Kapada Aur Makaan'.
Besides that we had set up some complaint boxes too.
I would like to answer those questions here.
I am from dental. I study 10 hours a day.
I need space in my life and room.
Sure.
So the root of the problem is overcrowding in the dental hostel.
What we need is proper expense granted to the dental department.
For the accommodation of at least 70 girls to a new hostel.
Thank you for this anonymous complaint box.
I am a girl from girls' hostel.
Since past two years I identify myself as a boy.
I want to be able to freely choose which hostel I want to live in.
Thank you for this question.
And thank you for being yourself.
I truly feel that an individual should have the freedom
to choose his or her hostel and gender.
Vote for Zahira!
Come on, guys.
Is this independence speech, Zahira?
And Ramya keeps on cutting me.
She doesn't even know what freedom of speech is.
Maybe you can take this one, Ramya.
I am Ramya Mantri's bullee.
I mean, she is the bully. And I am the bullee. With an EE.
What are you talking about?
Ignore her, guys. Ignore Zahira, as always.
That was me, Ramya.
Have you lost it, Sukanya?
This is character assassination of your president happening right here.
Ignore this kleptomania, guys.
I am sure she must be wearing one of your bras. So...
Ramya, please let other candidates speak.
Shut up, Sheela!
Have you seen your face, It's on my poster?
Don't you change parties now.
I am not on any party's side. I am just doing my job.
Then do your job properly.
I admit.
I admit I must have said something to someone lovingly.
It might have hurt somebody.
I apologize for that. I am sorry for that.
But mine were just words.
Not actions.
What about this jazzy party people?
Bashing up boys from other colleges.
Is this in your manifesto? Zahira.
Or let's ask Zahira where is Anandi Joshi right now?
Who is the biggest rowdy of our college?
Jo.
Okay, Zahira. What do you have to say about that?
Jo is no longer part of our campaign.
Tell me. There is no unity in their party.
And she wants to fight for the president's post.
Why is Jo not by your side, Zahira? We want to know.
I will tell you.
Okay.
I am not a philosopher.
Or a scientist.
So I don't know what makes a person a person.
I used to think I am always right.
Yes.
Hitting someone could be wrong.
It is wrong.
But did I like it?
Yes.
Because something wrong happened with my friend.
So I thought why should I think about right and wrong?
I lost two friends a few years ago.
When I didn't do anything at the right time.
So this time without thinking or understanding
I did it.
And to be very honest, I quite liked it.
The adrenaline rush was good.
But it only lasted for a few hours.
Today I don't feel anything.
When my anger abated, I couldn't understand what to do. What do I do?
I bashed him up. I screamed. I yelled. But the situation is still the same.
This campaign made me realize there is a difference between
making noise and raising your voice.
And that I should choose for everyone
than just for my anger.
So today, I choose to vote for Zahira Ali.
As far as support is concerned
it doesn't matter if I support Zahira or not.
Campaign is enough in itself.
Only Jo can say sorry without saying sorry.
It's good.
I can see people buying it.
Well done. What a speech you have given, Jo!
Full of self it. How do you do that?
Do not trust Anandi Joshi, guys. She is not a hero.
I am telling you. Make me your president.
I can get shit done and you people know that.
Is all this allowed, Ms. Sheela?
During debate anybody comes on the stage
and blurts her boring philosophy and apologizes and leaves.
She didn't say sorry.
You got scared so quickly.
Don't worry.
I won't break your teeth.
Madam, how did Jo come in between and speak?
I am candidate number two.
No. Madam, you also come and speak.
- All the best. - Excuse me, everyone. Hello.
Look. All of you know me as Chintu. But my name is Shekhar.
Monu. Monu, go and catch them.
Vote for Chintu!
Vote for Zahira!
Myself Shekhar Sharma. Please vote for me.
- Vote for Zahira! - Vote for me, madam.
- Madam, please vote for me. - Vote for Zahira!
Remember my name. Vote for Chintu.
My victory is confirmed this time.
Sheela ma'am, vote for Zahira.
Vote for Zahira!
I have a good feeling about this.
Vote for Zahira!
What do you think, Zahira?
- I don't know. - Vote for Zahira!
Tell me.
- I will see you in a bit. - Vote for Zahira!
Hey! But where are you going? You have to vote for Zahira.
All of you go and vote there. I will just come.
Vote for Zahira!
Vote for Zahira! Vote...
Has nobody come for Ramya?
Strange!
Zahira was also saying the same thing.
- Vote for Zahira! - Where is she?
Enter.
Ma'am, you asked for me.
Yes.
Zahira Ali.
Leader of the people's revolution.
Come. Have a seat.
So Zahira.
What do you want?
I don't understand.
No. I don't want an answer.
I just want you to think.
What do you really want?
Vote for Zahira!
Palak, call her.
How much time has it been since she is gone?
What do I know?
I don't understand what you want from me.
Don't turn it around on me.
This is about you.
Be selfish. As usual.
Find yourself someone who waits for you like how Jo waits for Zahira.
Take your wretched face somewhere else.
I don't have time.
I am also not waiting for someone, Jo.
You are the one who is waiting.
Come on, girls. We got to vote for me.
Call her.
What will you do if you become the president?
You are not going to become India's president.
College's student body.
That is just a popularity contest.
You know, Ramya doesn't have much going in her life.
Let her have it.
You are made for much bigger things, my dear.
But I will get more votes.
Votes?
It's just a number on a computer.
If you don't challenge it, it will change instantly.
And what makes you think I won't challenge it?
Your father told me that you are applying for a fellowship
at the American Institute of Implant Dentistry.
Fabulous.
You know, its HOD Dr. Jimmy Ray was my college friend.
Last five minutes for voting.
Whoever wants to stand in the queue can do so.
It won't be allowed later.
Once all the votes are cast, we will announce the results.
And candidates, please be present here.
Jo, what do we do? Where is she?
Palak!
I have no idea. She is not replying to my messages also.
That is my dream fellowship, ma'am.
What did Sheela ma'am say?
All candidates to be present here.
One candidate is missing.
Where is Zahira?
I know. I know. I know, Jo.
You are quite concerned about Zahira, aren't you?
But what about you, Jo?
You have no idea what is going to happen with you.
No, wait. It has happened with you before too.
Deceit.
What the fuck do you mean?
I mean, like last time Zahira has got an offer this time too.
An offer she can't refuse.
So she will leave politics, elections and this college.
Come. I will break your face, you bitch!
Stop! Stop!
Whatever you want to say, say it directly.
- Did you understand? - Sure.
So Zahira has got an offer.
The dean is giving her her dream fellowship on a silver platter.
You guys trusted Zahira for so long.
She is not a trustworthy girl.
Jo knows.
Right?
So who is going to be your president this time?
Zahira.
Are you mad?
Can't you hear what I am saying?
What is your problem? Keep quiet for two minutes.
Zahira is coming.
Ma'am has come.
Attention everyone.
First of all,
I feel proud to have been chief election officer
for this momentous historic election in this college.
I would like to thank our dean.
And all of you in the student body.
For reposing your trust in me to do justice to this.
So, I have the results in my hand.
This is not a show that I will create suspense.
Students, this election has been won in a landslide.
With 657 votes against her opponent 158
the new president of the student body is...
Zahira Ali.
Yeah!
Zahira! Zahira! Zahira! Zahira!
'Yes. That is my dream fellowship, ma'am.'
'Because all throughout my life my father has told me what to dream.'
'And I did everything I could do to please him.'
'But I failed at it.'
'I was born a girl.'
'I could not get into a proper medical course.'
'I will never be good enough for him.'
'But do you know who I am good enough for?'
'All those students out there those who have put their trust in me.'
'So you cannot stop me from doing this, ma'am.'
"Why is this right and why is that wrong?"
"Why is there a difference in our viewpoint?"
"Why is this right and why is that wrong?"
"Why is there a difference in our viewpoint?"
And yes.
If I deserve the fellowship, which I believe I do
then I don't need anyone pulling in strings to get me in.
Zahira! Zahira! Zahira!
Zahira! Zahira!
"Why is this right and why is that wrong?"
"Why is there a difference in our viewpoint?"
"I have weaved innumerable dreams."
"High aspirations that are stronger than restrictions."
"I have weaved innumerable dreams."
"High aspirations that are stronger than restrictions."
"Why is this right and why is that wrong?"
"Why is there a difference in our viewpoint?"
"Why is this right and why is that wrong?"
"Why is there a difference in our viewpoint?"
"I have weaved innumerable dreams."
"High aspirations that are stronger than restrictions."
"I have weaved innumerable dreams."
"High aspirations that are stronger than restrictions."
Aarav! Aarav! Where is Aarav's room?
This one? Aarav's room.
- We won! - I know.
- Zahira! - I know. I know. I know.
596 votes! You also must have voted! We won!
Congratulations! Congratulations!
I am so happy for you.
You worked so hard on it.
Richa... what are you doing?
The ball which was in my court.
Aarav Sharma.
You are my best friend.
And I can say anything to you.
So I think there is one thing I really want to say now.
I love you.
Richa Kamat.
Firstly, stop crying.
I never thought someone would propose me.
And...
And like this? I had never imagined that.
Richa Kamat.
I have a million things to say to you.
But I guess the first one should be...
And I love you too!
"Step out. Breathe in."
"Feel the sun on the skin."
Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law!
Okay. Before we get into anything
I still want to tell you a very small, tiny thing.
Don't get mad or angry.
It's just that this morning I didn't wake up on time.
So I didn't vote.
Richa! Richa, you just said you love me.
Richa, you can't...
Richa! Richa! Richa, see. You can't take it back.
Richa! Okay! Ball! In your court!
Richa, third year medical is so difficult.
Say sorry, sister-in-law.
- Hey! - Sister-in-law, sorry!
- Hello. - Sister-in-law!
Do you mind if I sit here?
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Did you really mean what you said out there?
I did.
You don't need me.
No. I meant, when you said...
Forget it.
You still have the same playlist.
Since two years.
I even remember the next song.
"O life! Where were you?"
I used to sing...
- "O Jo, where were you?" - Shut up!
You changed it.
Yeah.
Everything changes.
Do you think we can go back to where we were?
Then there are some things that never change.
The past.
Everything changes.
Eventually.
Zahira.
All the best for your presidency.
Hey! Zahira! Congratulations!
Let's party.
Come to the warden room. Let's party.
It will be great fun. We will dance too.
- We will dance and enjoy. - We will have lemon juice.
We will have Roohafza.
What should we do? Let's party in my room. Come on.
Hey, Jo!
Jo! Jo! Hey, Jo! Jo!
Come on. Let's dance!
Jo! Okay. Do you have matchstick?