This is Manjeet Singh. His life revolves around two things. His son and his scooter. Funnily, both don’t perform. Neither the scooter on the road,
nor the son in academics. Papa has decided that Jayveer
will become an investment banker. Papa, until yesterday I was supposed
to enrol in the Merchant Navy. Forget all that.
Concentrate only on math. Daddy, let’s wait for a week. Why? What if you want me
to become a judge? As per tradition, Jayveer has
failed in all subjects.♪ Soar in the winds of the season. ♪Stop whiling away time and
focus on your studies. Neither of your idols, Bhajji nor Dhoni,
have graduated. But, their drivers are all post graduates.♪ Touch the skies. ♪This boy really troubles me. It’s a repeat performance
with my maestro. He wanted to learn to play thetabla. One lesson from me and he’s even
forgotten the face of atabla.♪ Swim, the sea of desires. ♪We are expelling him from school. I beg you, sir. I promise you
my son will get better grades. I bear humiliation and borrow money
to fund your education. Mr. Bagga, I need another 10,000 rupees. Your condition is truly desperate. Papa, this is my favourite bat. My coach rewarded it to me.
I’ve hit eight centuries with it. Enough with the centuries.
From now on, it’s only books.♪ A new desire,
Fuelling life with fire ♪Where have you been, son? You haven’t been coming for practice either. I don’t feel like playing cricket anymore. Then why are you on the grounds?♪ A heartfelt note for father… ♪Animals are better than you. They understand what’s told
and learn their tricks. I’m doing the best I can. Are you doing me a favour? Yes! I wanted to be like Yuvraaj and Dhoni, but now, I will become a clerk,
only to please you and the school. How we adore our children’s gibberish
in their childhood. But, when they’re older and speak their mind, we shun those words.♪ I swear, I speak
to bring joy ♪He’s written an essay on ‘My best friend’. I have many friends but
daddy’s my best friend. I pray to God to keep my friend
smiling forever. My father’s the best.
The rest, not a patch I confess.