Sit close to me, my dear.
There's no saying what will happen to me.
I'm here today but might go tomorrow.
My dear...
will you never forgive your father?
Open the window.
Show me your licence.
-Show me the car papers. -Why?
-What happened? -What happened!?
I've been following you for the last 2 km.
You are driving with a flat tire.
Do you have a death wish? Show me your licence.
Whose car is this? What's your name?
The car belongs to my office. The address is on the documents.
"Sana Kapoor. Daughter of Balraj Kapoor."
Are you...
Dr. Balraj Kapoor's daughter?
Are you Madam's daughter?
I'm sorry I didn't recognise you earlier.
You don't seem to visit very often.
Actually, I'm going that way myself.
Someone called about a theft at your place.
Come, my dear.
The constable will get your car later.
FALAULI
♪ Whom are you looking for ♪
♪ As you sit across the mirror? ♪
♪ What is visible in the image ♪
♪ Is a farce, is just a mirage ♪
♪ What lies under the skin ♪
♪ Is a reflection of the truth ♪
♪ Only the one who understands it ♪
♪ Will find Him ♪
♪ O faqeera The path to the heart is dusty ♪
♪ Oh... sing, faqeera ♪
By the way, congratulations.
Apparently, Dr. Kapoor is going to contest the elections.
There seems to be quite a crowd here.
What's the matter? Was it just a theft or an armed robbery?
-No. There wasn't any theft here. -What!
-We had received a call from here. -Dr. Kapoor said
it was a misunderstanding.
By the way, Madam has passed away.
What!
Isn't that Dr. Kapoor's youngest daughter?
It's been years since she last visited...
Doesn't she live in Delhi?
Come, my dear.
Listen, I've written something for you.
I am a breeze, my love
That'll whisk past you
I'll caress your wounds
And dry up your tears
I'll bloom in your laughter
I'll singe in your sorrow
I am a breeze, my love
That'll whisk past you
Dearest, sit with me.
There's no saying what will happen to me.
I'm here today but might go tomorrow.
Sana.
I'm sorry, my child.
I didn't expect that
she'd go so suddenly without meeting you.
Did you meet Sanjana?
How did Mom fall?
She fell from the bed.
Wasn't anyone with her?
Sanjeev, where are you? Who wants to talk to me?
Pass the phone to him.
Dr. Sharma,
when an aged and sick patient,
who has a neuro-muscular disease,
fall down, they can suffer from multiple injuries.
My wife fell from the bed.
She has a broken nose and injuries around her mouth.
What difference does that make?
Can I speak with your dean?
Okay. Thank you.
Okay. Goodbye, auntie.
Nikki...
When did you arrive?
I didn't see you.
I used the back door.
Like father like daughter.
You took so long.
I had a flat tire on the way.
Go and change your clothes, and freshen up.
Kittu will be here any moment with Mom.
From where?
They took her away for post-mortem.
You'll be staying, right?
For a week or ten days.
I'll feel good.
All three of us will.
Dad wants to take Mom to the nursing home.
The townsfolk would like to
pay their last respects to their beloved Madam.
She'll be taken for her last rites in the morning from there.
When I returned from school...
-I found Mom on the floor. -Mom!
-Her head was bleeding. -Mom!
I tried to awaken her, but...
Why was Mom alone?
Where was Dad?
He had gone for an emergency.
He has a patient, Mrs. Mehra.
She has Alzheimer's.
And what about Mom's nurse?
That was the whole mess. She hadn't come.
She'd had an argument with Dad over her payment just the other day.
Mom used to love her so much.
Dad left Mom alone?
Sana.
Don't start again.
Stop blaming Dad.
I didn't blame him.
There was a theft too, right?
I feel as if
it was mine and Sanjeev's fault.
Sanjeev asked me to get Mom's shawl
and cover her with it.
When Sanjeev saw the open safe,
he assumed there was a thief.
Without giving it a thought, he called the police.
And that's why Gunwant's body was taken for post-mortem.
I had left the almirah open, absent-mindedly.
Such things happen under pressure.
And we know Sanjeev isn't really good under pressure.
No worries.
Nikki, everyone is ready to leave for the nursing home.
Nikki!
Where is Sanjeev?
I think he's getting something from his car.
-Brother? -Yes.
Yes.
-Are you okay? -Yes.
What about you?
Let's go.
Sana, I am Romi.
Did you want something?
Dad had left a sweater here.
Yes. That was my sweater.
Anything else?
How is Mrs. Mehra?
What about her?
-Dad's Alzheimer's patient. -Yes.
She had an emergency this morning that Dad had to attend to.
Sorry. I don't know anything about that.
Monty?
Dad, was that Monty?
Leave him be.
He has been a little low since Mrs. Sodhi's death.
You get in here.
Sana, Romi was saying that you were searching for something in my cabin.
No.
-No? -No.
Okay.
One of Ranjeet's constables left your car keys.
Sana.
Gunwant is no more.
I wish that we perform her last rites
together... peacefully.
-Okay? Hmm? -Okay.
Thank you.
Whom are you looking for
As you sit across the mirror?
What is visible in the image
Is a farce, is just a mirage
What lies under the skin
Is a reflection of the truth
Only the one who understands it
Will find Him
He hides behind the veil
He is right in front Yet not visible
If you look within You'll find him
If you seek outside You never will
Balraj, I'm warning you. What you are doing is wrong!
Gunwant, don't you dare say or do another thing.
Balraj, I'm warning you. What you are doing is wrong!
Gunwant, don't you dare say or do another thing.
Manraj? You are coming, right?
I'm on my own here, and I hope I don't make any mistakes.
Come soon! I'll see you.