Pyaasa
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:06:03
Its clear and its
nice to hear you admit it.

:06:19
Are you weighing
vegetables or gold?

:06:26
There's uncle Vijay!
:06:52
I've caught him
:07:04
I'm not your enemy.
Why run from your mother?

:07:10
Where have you been?
I can't bear to see your suffer.

:07:17
I'm well; mother.
:07:20
Sure you are.
Just look the state you're in.

:07:24
Come home. I've hidden
away some good food for you.

:07:33
You've found him? - Yes.
:07:53
Well, mother.
So your poet is home!

:07:59
Every literate
fool thinks he's poet.


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