Pyaasa
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..and sells that
love for comfort.

:30:06
But why take such
interest in her?

:30:13
Because you did.
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That's why.
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You mean you..
:30:29
..no forget me.
:30:33
I can only make you suffer.
:30:37
I've never been able
to make anyone happy.

:31:42
You'll publish them
- What for?

:31:44
Am I mad?
Call that gibberish poetry?

:31:49
The world needs you..
:31:52
You must know we publish famous
poets, not thrash of novices.

:31:56
Could you bear my burden..
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..when you couldn't
feed yourself?


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