Come on, boys! Come on!
Six balls, 18 runs. Come on, boys. Up the energy!
Come on, Suraj! Come on, Nipun!
The opponents are under pressure!
Come on, boys! Show some energy!
He'll bowl into the body.
Mahi is in top form.
He'll win us the game.
- Excellent! - Nipun, it's okay! Come on!
Nipun, aim for the stumps!
- Only five good deliveries! Come on! - Cross-seam.
- Come on! - Yorker.
He's done for!
Come on!
Terrific yorker, Nipun.
Come on, boys. This game is ours.
Great shot!
Viru…
Showing off for the selectors?
- It was over-pitched, so I whacked it. - Should I whack you?
I got us this far, and you'll finish it?
Take a single and give me the strike.
Okay?
A slower one's coming.
What if it isn't?
I've been smashing it before you were born.
Single.
Come on. Good luck.
Three balls to go! Full energy, boys!
Shot, Viru! Keep it up.
Two.
Throw it!
Come!
No, no, no!
That was an easy two.
What the hell!
Yorker.
Catch it!
Catch!
Catch it!
Don't talk about the selection.
- Why, sir? - You got Viru run out on purpose
to take the strike yourself.
You thought you'd hit a last-ball six like Dhoni?
The team lost because of you.
Try next year.
Sir, I don't have another year.
I begged my father for this year.
I'm getting older. Father is insisting that I work in his shop.
You're already aware of this.
Did I ask you to play the hero today?
- Please understand. - Should I understand?
Or should you?
You missed the bus this year. Nothing to be done.
One minute.
It's still possible, sir. Please put in a word for me.
- Hello. Sir, how are you? - Sir…
- I'm fine. All good, sir. - Sir…
Try next year. Good luck.
- Sir… - No, sir. I wasn't talking to you.
- Yes, sir. - Please, sir.
How's your wife?
Were you selected?
The selectors didn't show up, Papa.
But I played very well.
Even Benny sir said so.
I'll be selected next year for sure.
Next year?
Yeah…
Papa, I need another year.
I warned you this was it.
- The selectors didn't show up. - Is that right?
Yes.
Is "idiot" written on my face?
You weren't selected, and now you're lying to me?
I would have stopped you from playing cricket two years ago,
but your mother insisted I give you more time.
You don't get another day now.
Papa…
Only one more year…
I'll be selected.
Promise.
Just give me another year. Please.
I'm giving you a job in the shop.
Be grateful.
- Stop making a scene. - No, Papa…
Cricket is my life.
I started playing when I was four. I don't know anything else.
Please, Papa.
I want to
make a name for myself.
Don't break my dream. Papa, please.
Your dream?
This dream?
The dream's broken!
Be at the shop tomorrow at 8 a.m.
- Papa-- - Tomorrow at 8 a.m.
Papa, please.
What a coincidence!
Their horoscopes are the same, as are their nicknames.
Mahi!
The perfect bat and ball.
Made for each other!
That's right.
Tell us something about yourself, dear.
I went to school here in Jaipur.
After tenth grade, I studied science--
Topped the tenth-grade exam.
Papa!
After that, she studied science.
She got top marks in 12th grade as well.
- Then she sat her MBBS-- - Topped again!
She then started working at Highland Metropolitan Hospital
with Dr. Patwal.
Soon, she'll open her own clinic.
Amazing!
- So independent. - Yes.
Now, it's your turn.
- Excuse me? - Tell us about yourself.
About me?
- What can I say about myself-- - What can he say?
This trophy says it all.
"GS Awards congratulates Legendary Sports."
- Wow. - There are many sports shops in Jaipur.
But why did we become number one?
- Why? - Everyone stocks the same goods,
but they don't have that one person,
Jaipur's very own Sundar Pichai!
Fire in his eyes,
depth in his words.
My dear son, Mahendra Agarwal, AKA Mahi!
One day, he said, "All sports shops sell bats,
- why don't we make them as well? - Brilliant!
His masterstroke established Legendary Sports…
Check if Sikander's flight is on time.
Your brother is coming.
Why are you sulking?
Why did you lie to her family?
What should I have said?
"This is my dear son.
Can't bat or look after my shop."
I'm a salesman.
You're defective goods.
So, let me sell things my way.
Don't try to be a hero, you'll be run out at zero.
Siku! Siku! Siku!
- The manager is here. Where's Sikander? - Siku! Siku! Siku!
Siku! Siku! Siku!
Guys, guys, guys!
How do you feel about receiving the Best Son Award?
- I love you, Siku! - How do you feel, sir?
Best son? Good question.
It's not just an award…
- it's a certificate of caliber. - Such wise words!
When he was born, an astrologer said,
- "He's an award, not a son." - Amazing!
TV's Best Son is the best son in real life as well.
Siku! Siku! Siku!
You've done well, Siku.
Look where you've got…
and I haven't even left this room.
No "likes" on the airport photos?
So buy them.
Everyone does. Makes no difference. Just…
Just buy them, okay?
Okay. Bye.
All well?
Yes. Bro…
Is your wedding date finalized?
No, not yet. We're still talking and--
What's up, public? I'm Sikander.
The pride of Rajasthan! The son of Rajasthan!
Meet me tomorrow at 6 p.m. We'll have a ball #AtTheMall.
See you.
Time for a selfie?
I look cool, right?
Mahi sir,
which bat should I buy?
The batter hits the sixes, not the bat.
- Any will do. - What the hell! "Any will do?"
Son, look at this one.
Kookaburra.
You'll finish the game with this bat.
The MRF bat is the medium to set fire to the stadium.
Take the LS bat for fun. See the opposition outrun.
And that's me done.
Your turn.
Guddan!
- Sir? - Show him the bats we have.
Go, son.
The boy's a client, and you're busy reading?
Do you know what you made in sales this month?
Five hundred rupees.
You don't like me lying?
Try being honest with that girl,
and see if she's still interested in you.
The super SS Ton! Well done, my son.
Your name?
- Vicky. - Vicky Ponting?
Make Vicky Ponting his bill.
Come on!
Mahi sir, why isn't your photo on the wall?
No losers on my wall.
It's reserved for winners.
The day we met for the first time,
my father praised my achievements.
All lies.
As far as establishing Legendary Sports goes,
I had nothing to do with it. Nothing at all.
If I wasn't his son, I'd never have gotten a job in the shop.
I've done nothing with my life.
I don't know how to do anything.
Anything.
Sorry. I'm so fed up with being rejected
that I didn't have the guts to tell you earlier.
So why tell me now?
I don't know how to do anything,
not even lie.
I've wasted your time and energy.
Sorry.
Let me drop you home.
They're really something.
Do they make bats or fools out of people?
I'm so glad you said no.
Mahima.
You said no, right?
I don't know, Ma. I think…
Mahendra is an honest man.
He could've hidden the truth,
but he laid everything out like a buffet.
Only an honest man would do that, right?
Wonderful! So his honesty impresses you,
and your thinking
confuses me totally.
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday, dear Trilok!
- Papa! - Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday!
Hi.
Sorry about the other day. I said too much.
Papa's lies impressed you all.
For me, a relationship based on lies
isn't worth pursuing.
So…
Sorry.
It's okay.
This is for your father.
It's his birthday today.
I thought I'd get him a gift.
Could you check it?
Is it all right?
Yes.
Thank you.
No worries.
Welcome.
Okay. I'm going now.
Take care.
Happy life.
Thank you.
Bye.
Sorry. One more thing.
Here's my card.
If you ever need a bat, ball, shuttlecock, hockey stick, or football,
think of me.
Anytime.
See you. Bye.
Bye.
The girl's family called.
They were bound to call.
I told Mahima the truth.
She's a wise girl.
Why would she want to marry someone like me--?
True. She's wise.
She said yes.
Since I set my eyes on you
Distracted is my heart
O Lord, what's come over me?
Darling, I now belong only to you
I leave my heart at your feet
I lower my eyes before you, darling
I see God in you
I cannot take my eyes off you
There's magic in every word you say
To lonely and dark nights
You bring sparkling light
Darling, what's come over me?
Since I set my eyes on you
Distracted is my heart
O Lord, what's come over me?
Acidity.
It's bad.
Whose?
Mine.
Really?
Mine too.
My tummy's growling.
Garlic naan?
Kofta.
Oh, kofta.
- Shall we sleep? - Shall we sleep?
Let's sleep.
Let's go to sleep before we get acid reflux.
- Or a stomach ache. - Yes.
Imagine puking all over the wedding bed.
Just kidding.
- Good night. - Good night.
I see.
So, acidity was an excuse?
You wanted to wake up before the game?
Before the toss.
You didn't tell me you like cricket.
For me, cricket is life,
and life is cricket.
Did you know I used to play at the club level?
Seriously?
Even I--
Ishant, what are you doing?
Bowl a bouncer.
Bowl a bouncer in Australia, at least. Come on.
The pitch has a lot of moisture.
It's a green top.
There's a big gap between Finch's bat and pad.
Ishant should pitch it up.
The ball could nip in after pitching. Finch could be bowled.
What do you say?
Ishant runs in.
Finch on strike.
Bowled!
Bowled…
Bowled.
- He's out. - Yes.
With you by my side
I forget myself
I'm lost in dreams and thoughts of you
With you by my side
What's left to say?
Your sweet promises make me fly with joy
I will lay down all happiness
At your feet
If you asked me for a star
It's the moon I'd bring for you
With you by my side
What's there to fear?
The world belongs to you and me
With you by my side
God is with us
The world belongs to you and me
With you by my side
I have met many people Some crazy, some kind
But no one can match you
The stories of legendary lovers
Have enchanted me
But no one can match you
All the love in the world
Is dedicated to you
Say the word
And I'll hold you forever
With you by my side
I have lost the way
Where do I go?
Without you, Mahi
What am I?
I'll fill my sight with you
I will strive to be worthy
Without you, Mahi
What am I?
With you by my side
It's been so long. I'd forgotten the feeling.
What feeling?
This feeling.
Being happy.
Thank you.
Is the toss done?
- Kohli is opening. - Kohli is opening?!
What are you saying?
Who's the bowler?
Starc! He looks dangerous.
Forget Starc! Kohli will destroy him.
Where are you? Come quickly.
I'm on my way.
Sir, 100,000 rupees cash and
goods worth 550,000 are gone.
One second.
Let me pass.
- Where are you going? - That's my shop.
Last night at 8:30 p.m., I saw his son locking up and leaving.
Wrong again!
I told you the shop closes at 10 p.m.
But I saw him leaving in a hurry at 8:30 p.m.
In a hurry? What do you mean?
He was glued to the phone.
I asked how he was, but he didn't answer.
Come here.
- I did get a little offended… - Come here.
What is he saying?
Did you close the shop and rush out at 8:30 p.m.?
Yesterday?
- I… - Did you lock up properly?
- Yes… - Sure?
Yes.
Did you turn the key three times?
- I must have, Papa. - You must have? Or did you?
- Can't you remember? - He was on his phone.
Don't interrupt!
Why were you in a hurry?
There was a cricket match…
Cricket?
We'll write up the report and update you.
Let's go.
Move aside.
Listen…
Papa.
Sorry, Papa.
Yesterday, Kohli was opening--
The circus is over.
Everyone, go.
If I had hit a six back then,
life would be very different now.
I could have been playing for India.
Maybe Papa would respect me.
Getting caught that day
branded me a failure forever.
Mahi.
Forever.
Why did you get yourself mixed up with a failure?
You knew everything.
Why did you marry me?
- Mahi. - Why?
I didn't see you as a failure…
but as a truly honest man.
Mahi,
why don't you start playing cricket again?
I do what Papa wants, but he's still unhappy.
If I went against him--
Either way, he'll be unhappy,
but you'll be happy.
It's too late.
It's never too late.
- It's too late. - No.
At least give it a try.
Please.
What if I don't get selected again?
Maybe.
But this time, the ball might cross the boundary.
Do you think I can make it?
Look,
Mr. Mahi,
if you want to hit a six,
you must risk getting out.
So that's it, sir.
I'm at a turning point in my life. I must try again.
Hats off, Mahi!
You have the fighting spirit.
Go and just do it. Pad up!
Bowling, man!
Great bowling!
First ball.
Play an over.
Bowl an over.
- Howzat? - That's going down the leg.
- Howzat, sir? - Plumb.
Down the leg, sir.
- Yes! - Oh, man.
- Brilliant! - Excellent bowl
Lovely!
So?
What do you think?
My footwork is weak, but it'll improve with practice.
I've been out of touch.
Not out of touch,
you're out of your mind.
You thought five years on, you'd perform a miracle?
And the ball would land magically on the bat?
You can't seem to accept the truth.
The truth is you're an average player.
There was no place for average players five years ago.
Same today.
Sir, for six years running, I averaged 38.53.
- I'm not average. - 97.
The boy selected that year averaged 97.
The player selected this year averaged 123.34.
And yours? 38.53.
Not every seed grows into a tree. Get it?
My friend,
I was an average player as well.
That's why I became a coach.
Try coaching.
Besides, your brain works better than your batting.
I see.
What will I gain from coaching, sir?
Find a diamond that will do what you were unable to.
Tell you what. Work with me.
That's best.
No.
I won't get what I want from life from coaching.
Don't be offended, but who recognizes a coach?
No one.
A coach never gets the recognition a player does.
But thank you for your offer.
I'd better go.
Benny sir should understand with practice, you'll get better.
I tried explaining that to him.
But instead, he advised me to become a coach.
A coach?
Yes, a coach!
A coach and a player aren't the same.
- What nonsense! - Mahendra!
Where are the footballs?
Where are they?
Hang up. Bring them up.
Quickly!
I'll call later. Father's calling me.
Bye.
What are you thinking?
Nothing, sir.
Definitely not about work.
No, sir…
Never mind. Keep thinking.
Good.
- Twinkle, twinkle, little star! - Benny sir, superstar!
Isn't that your Benny sir?
Twinkle, twinkle, little star!
- Benny sir, superstar! - Bittu!
Hey, Mahi!
What's happening?
You know Kunal?
- Benny sir's player? - Yes.
He's been selected to play for India. Can you believe it?
Benny sir is a star now.
- Twinkle, twinkle, little star! - Guddan!
- English Willow. - Benny sir, superstar!
- Twinkle, twinkle, little star! - Benny sir, superstar!
Benny sir, congratulations!
Let me know if you need anything!
My shop is your shop.
Benny sir, superstar!
- Twinkle, twinkle, little star! - Benny sir, superstar!
Twinkle, twinkle, little star!
He's a star now.
Guddan, it's time to take another photo.
We welcome to our studio the very talented,
very successful cricket coach, Benny Dayal Shukla-ji.
Namaskar.
Your comments?
You see a player is like… soft clay
that a potter molds into different shapes.
Similarly, a successful and capable coach makes the player.
- He trains and shapes him. - Excellent.
Patwal didn't take me on the ward rounds again.
Sometimes, I feel like adding laxatives to his food.
Do you know what laxatives are?
The coaching job Benny sir offered me,
I'm accepting it.
Mahi, that's the best idea.
Close to cricket, far from the store. Two-in-One!
- Right? - Yes!
When will you talk to him?
Soon.
- Why not now? - Now?
Yes, now!
Sir, I was a fool not to understand your offer.
I was expecting a straighter one, but it was a leg-spinner.
Sir, remember when you talked to me about a coaching job?
I'll take it.
I can start
whenever you want.
Do you know your greatest weakness as a batter?
Timing.
You missed the ball.
There's no point in swinging your bat now.
The job was open until yesterday.
Now, dozens are desperate to fill it.
Look.
At least 50 applications right here.
Sir, we only discussed it two days ago.
It takes one ball to turn the match around.
Two days is a long time.
Sir, it's all in your hands.
- Please do something - Nothing's in my hands. It's too late.
You can do it, sir. Don't say that.
Please, sir. I'm relying on you.
Safer to rely on God.
Bablu!
Who's playing out there?
Sir…
Sir!
Give me a trial period.
Try me for two months. Please, sir.
I've been with you for so many years. Can't you do this much for me?
Sir, listen to me.
Sir! Coach sir!
Coach sir!
You're a terrific player, Mahi.
You don't just hit the ball,
you kill it!
Why did you waste time becoming a doctor?
You should've become a cricketer.
Yeah, right. Whatever!
Have you played before? At school? College?
I used to play in my neighborhood.
Come on, Mahi!
You know, as a kid,
I wanted to be a cricketer.
What stopped you?
Mahima!
Let's go home.
Child,
you want to be a doctor, right?
Playing cricket won't make you a doctor.
So study.
It wasn't a practical choice.
Do you think becoming a cricketer is easy?
As if becoming a doctor was? But you did it.
With my father's support and guidance.
If I had chosen cricket, who would have supported me?
I would've achieved nothing.
Let's forget it.
Let's think about what's next.
Benny sir has abandoned us.
Yes, Dr. Patwal, everything will be ready.
I'll be there on time.
Okay, sir. Good night.
Thank me.
Say, thank you.
What's up?
I'm making you a cricketer.
I've done all the research. Move.
The selection for the women's state team is in six months.
You're an amateur now, but there's time.
- Mahi. - Yes?
- Cricket? - Yes.
I'm a doctor. I don't have time for cricket…
Mahi, I'll coach you. It's simple.
Now, you hit across the line.
- I'll teach you to play straight-- - Mahi…
This dish is make-believe.
It won't cook.
So switch off the gas and put the pan away.
I played when I was a kid.
- Mahi… - That time is over.
- Your sixes! I have seen them. - Oh no, it's Dr. Patwal.
- Listen… - Mahi, we have six months.
It's late. I'm on an early shift tomorrow.
If I mess up, Patwal will give me the injection.
- Ma-- - Let's sleep. Please.
I'm making you a cricket star, and you're talking about injections.
Mahi.
So you pick it up with the top hand and then swing.
What? I was told to be there at 7 a.m.
Patwal is after my blood.
Yes, I'm on my way.
Mahima, look.
Pull-shot drill. Cover drive. Backlift drill.
You can learn about fielding as well.
I was up all night researching the drills.
Mahi, I'm a doctor now.
It's too late.
- It's never too late. You can-- - I'm really late.
Please drop me at the hospital.
Mahi…
Okay, Mahi.
Bye.
Do you know why you became a doctor?
- Mahi… - Because of your papa.
If he had chosen another profession,
you would've done that.
What do you want, Mahi?
Listen to your heart.
Take control of your life.
You'll see
what suits you is a bat,
not a stethoscope.
You were made for cricket, Mahi.
Give it a year.
If you don't trust yourself,
trust me.
It's a full-toss ball,
swing hard.
Madam, Dr. Patwal is looking for you.
- Hurry. He's waiting. - Yes.
Benny sir, welcome!
First, collect your cricket bats,
then let me take a picture with you.
- Hey, Guddan! - Yes, sir.
- Is Benny sir's consignment ready? - I'll just get it.
3ml.
Sorry, sir.
You're here to cure, not kill. Concentrate!
- Sorry. - Pay attention.
The order was for 35 bats.
Why are only 25 here?
Mahi was looking after the order.
Send my consignment when it's ready.
Benny sir!
Listen to me. Benny sir!
I deserve a junior who wants to be a doctor.
Do you really want to be a doctor?
You want to be a doctor, right?
Playing cricket won't make you a doctor.
You were made for cricket, Mahi.
Answer me. I'm talking to you.
If you don't trust yourself,
trust me.
What the hell is wrong with you?
When will you stop humiliating me?!
You only have food to eat because I support you.
The day I stop,
you'll…
you'll be in trouble!
I'm going to become a coach.
I'm not going to waste my life in your wretched shop.
I feel suffocated here!
I'm going to be a cricket coach.
The day my player plays for India,
you'll come running after me like you ran after Benny sir.
I'll be the star then.
And you'll hang my photo on your wall.
Just wait.
Papa, when that day comes,
I'll ask you to give me the respect
you never have.
- You? A coach? - Yes.
Guddan,
ask him, "What player would want him as their coach?"
Sir is asking what player would want you as their coach.
A man who failed in cricket,
what player would put their future in his hands? Ask him!
Me.
I will.
Guddan, tell him
to make space for another winner.
Me.
Here, I am taking pills for hypertension and blood pressure
while they're sleeping soundly.
I thought she was sensible.
She's educated.
I thought she'd make him see reason,
but she's jumping into the well with him.
Whether down the well or soaring among the clouds,
at least they're doing it together.
- Geeta-ji! - Yes?
Great line.
From WhatsApp?
From life.
"From life."
You play well, Mahima.
Work hard.
All the best.
Thank you for the nets, sir.
Tennis ball cricket is a cakewalk for you.
When facing a hard ball, you need technique.
Pay attention.
We have six months to do what usually takes years.
We must train three times a day.
Run.
Up, up, up. Straight, straight, straight.
Lift.
If you want to be a great batter, you need good wrist work.
If your bat lift is straight, you'll play straight. Okay?
Not like that, like this.
- Like this? - Yes.
Keep your hands like this.
Lead with your shoulder.
If you can strike a tiny ball with a thin bat,
you'll easily middle a hard ball with a normal bat.
Let's practice with this.
Let's go.
It's only the first ball. Relax. Focus.
Come on. Ready?
Mahi, watch the ball.
Move your body.
It's lightweight. Lift!
Move your shoulder.
Watch the ball.
- Hello. - What's this I hear?
- Papa, I was about to tell you-- - You quit your hospital job?
What's going on?
- Yes… - Come straight home.
Mahi.
What is it?
What should I tell Papa?
I can't tell him about our decision.
I don't know why, but I think we're making a big mistake.
I'm not making much progress anyway.
Maybe we should go back to our old life.
- Things were going well-- - Okay. Let's just forget it. Come.
Let's go.
What will you gain by turning the clock back?
Back to Patwal's prescriptions? His taunting?
Is that what you want?
Are you going to throw away your talent and life
because you're scared of your father?
Mahi.
If I had half the talent you have,
I'd walk with my head held high.
Who says you haven't made progress?
Mahi, this is not the time to doubt yourself
but to trust yourself.
Why are we chancing it?
So your talent flourishes.
Why are you chancing it?
Because I've full faith in your talent.
I want it to flourish.
That's all.
All this just for me?
Who else matters?
I swear, Mahi,
many people have shown me the way,
but you're the first to walk with me.
You're the best husband.
Because you're the best.
Now, take a deep breath.
Ring the bell to open both the door and your papa's mind.
Let's go.
Go on.
Press it.
Cricket?
What…
What the hell is going on?
And you?
Did you know about this?
- He's coaching me. - What?
And your family?
Does your father know?
His blood pressure has gone up.
Not even ashamed to say it.
"His blood pressure has gone up."
Is this why I educated you?
Is this why I got you married?
If you hadn't gotten me married, I would never have known…
what I wanted in life.
Hear her?
A few days at her in-laws and listen to her defiant voice.
When people start trusting themselves, they find their voice.
I'm going.
Mahima.
Do you realize what you're doing?
Years of hard work,
a good career.
You're putting an end to your life.
I'm not ending it, Papa.
I'm starting it.
Sorry.
- Shot! - Be obsessed!
O crazy one!
Don't you know?
You can't stop
Be obsessed!
As the day goes by
- Keep the fire burning! - Hit between extra cover and cover.
Okay? Come on, Mahi.
Be obsessed!
You can see your path ahead
Reach for the sky
My beloved!
Don't make excuses Heed no one
Fight the world
Be obsessed!
Don't make excuses Heed no one
Fight the world
Be obsessed!
Don't make excuses Heed no one
Fight the world
Be obsessed!
Don't make excuses Heed no one
Fight the world
Be obsessed!
Shot!
Be obsessed!
I couldn't read the spin.
Leg spin.
Googly.
If you can't read the spin,
don't let the ball spin.
Move your foot to the pitch of the ball.
Time it. Read the pace of the ball.
Charge the ball. Don't let the ball spin.
Nice. Well done!
Be obsessed!
- Be obsessed! - Keep going! You'll reach your goal
No one will dare to stand in your way!
The sheet may be short But it'll cover you
Like a storm, your dreams will burst forth
Heed the voice of your heart Ride the storm
Very good, Mahi!
When you sweep the ball repeatedly,
a good captain will cover the leg side.
What will you do then?
You can see your path ahead
Reverse.
Reach for the sky, my beloved!
Don't make excuses Heed no one
Fight the world
Be obsessed!
Don't make excuses Heed no one
Fight the world
Be obsessed!
What do selectors look for?
The X-factor.
Ganguly's offside. Bumrah's yorker.
Dhoni's helicopter shot. And your six.
People should say,
"When the ball's in Mahi's arc,
it's out of the park."
Don't make excuses Heed no one
Good shot, Mahi.
Be obsessed!
Don't make excuses Heed no one
Fight the world
Keep going!
You'll reach your goal
- Be obsessed! - No one will dare to stand in your way!
No, no, no!
Be obsessed!
Howzat?
Not out.
Next ball.
Keep the pressure.
Be careful, Mahi.
We will get her! Next ball!
Keep the pressure up!
Let's go. Come on!
She's under pressure.
- Good… - Shot, Mahima. Shot!
Be obsessed!
What about Mahima Agarwal?
Mahima Agarwal?
Why not?
She's a good hitter.
She's an amateur. Don't dump a gully cricketer on me!
She hit four sixes, and they were long ones too.
She hasn't played professionally,
and you want her to play at the state level?
She won't last.
He wants a seasoned player from the get-go.
- It isn't that, Pankaj sir. - You don't find complete cricketers.
You have to mold them.
Am I right, sir?
Excuse me, they're calling you.
You hit four sixes.
Why did you go for a fifth?
Match temperament matters.
Sir, the ball that got me out was in the arc.
And if it's in the arc, it's out of the park.
We'll see how you'll play in your debut match.
What, sir?
You're selected. Congratulations!
Selected?
Thank you, sir.
Thank you so much.
Mahendra Agarwal.
Coach plus husband. Two-in-One.
Okay.
Mahendra Agarwal.
- Mahendra Agarwal. - Congratulations!
Thank you, sir.
- All the best. - Thank you.
Thank you.
Mahi, you're selected!
We've been selected!
Selected!
Mahima-ji.
Sorry to interrupt your romantic moment.
Let me introduce myself. I'm Gyanesh,
the Media Relations Manager for the Rajasthan Board.
The media is waiting for you.
- Come. - The media?
Yes, for player interviews.
- Come, sir. - Let's go.
Follow me.
- Are there many reporters? - The room is packed!
Ma'am, your third six was my favorite. It was great.
- I taught her. - Yeah? Nice.
Ma'am, this way.
- Here. - Yes.
Sir, stop!
This is the boundary.
Players on that side, spectators on this side.
You're a spectator, so this side.
Ma'am.
One second, just listen.
She's nervous.
I'm her husband and coach. It's better if I'm with her.
Not possible, sir.
- Sure it is. - No, sir. Listen to me.
The umpire makes the final decision. Okay? Wait here.
Yes?
No, don't worry.
I'll send a car to pick you up.
Hope you're not nervous?
So many people…
There's nothing to be nervous about.
Just talk about your talent and how hard we trained.
Tell them I'm your coach.
I recognized your talent and brought it out.
I trained you. Tell them.
- And I quit the store-- - Ma'am, the media is waiting.
Come. Please, ma'am.
- Come. - I'll be right back.
Don't forget.
One second.
- Will this be on TV? - Yes, sir. Tonight, at 9 p.m.
- At 9 p.m. - Yes. Okay?
What is it?
Why are you here?
Take your photo with me. Now's the time.
Tonight's the turning point.
I won't have time for you later.
Why?
Tonight at 9 p.m. Breaking news.
Stay tuned.
Their goods are rubbish. Don't shop here.
Come on, Mummy. It's starting.
- Has it started? - No, but it's about to.
Turn the volume up.
Nervous?
Greetings.
Now for the latest sports news.
The Rajasthan Women's team has been selected.
Our reporter talked to some of the players.
We share the same nickname,
but my game isn't half as good as Dhoni sir's.
I hear you're a doctor.
So, is it medicine or cricket? Or both?
My focus will be on cricket.
Mahima, how long have you been playing?
Since I was a kid.
And your future plans? Do you want to play for India?
Of course, I do.
India!
Who's the better player? Kohli or Dhoni?
How can I possibly choose? Sir, they're both great players.
Congratulations to the selected players!
This is Avinash, with cameraman Nitin
for Metro 141 News. Keep watching.
Thank you very much, Avinash. Metro 141 News…
Many congratulations, dear.
Thank you.
- You've done brilliantly. - Thank you.
Now it's time for our photo.
We're throwing you a big party.
But I leave for Mumbai in two days.
- So what! We'll party tomorrow. - Yes, we'll do it tomorrow.
We'll invite our neighbors to share the good news.
And you… start the preparations!
Your wife is a star now!
What time is your flight, dear?
At 7 a.m.
Yes, Vidhi.
Absolutely.
Thank you.
Bye.
My school friends keep calling. Isn't it amazing?
Yes, it's amazing.
Before the interview, you were so nervous, and during the interview, so confident.
What's wrong?
What is it?
Nothing.
You talked a lot, but you didn't mention me.
Take the call. They're your new fans. They'll get offended.
Mahi, I did talk about you.
Really?
Yes.
But it wasn't on TV.
They must've cut it.
Sure.
It's fine.
I always get cut out.
Mahi,
it was just an interview.
Yes. Just an interview.
Never mind.
Put this over there.
Good night.
Chat in peace now.
Make the photo look natural.
"Legendary Sports" must be seen clearly. This profile.
Now, like this.
Benny sir, welcome!
- How are you? - Over the moon!
- Greetings, sir. How are you? - All good.
A photo. Benny sir.
Mahi sir!
Can you help me get a selfie with her? Please.
Get lost.
Why are you taking it out on the boy?
I know how you feel, my friend.
People only see the kite flying.
No one sees the string
that makes it fly.
Tell the kite to share the limelight.
That's the nature of fame.
People only know how to grab it,
not to share it.
Like Kunal has ever mentioned me.
I had to promote myself to get recognition.
No one shares the spotlight.
You need to create your own spotlight.
Understand, Mahi?
It's quite simple.
Two percent hard work.
Ninety-eight percent marketing.
Market yourself, and you can sell anything.
Those who don't,
stay nobodies.
Get it?
I'll explain.
Who made Mahima a star?
Who got her selected?
Who turned her life around?
Your very own, Mahendra Agarwal! #TheMahiWay.
That's the way! The Mahi Way!
Eight months ago, Mahima wasn't even thinking about cricket.
Then I came into her life.
Shots flew. Bang, bang!
You've made 50 runs.
Raise your bat!
Achrekar made Sachin.
Yograj made Yuvraj. King Richard made Venus.
Similarly, Mahendra made Mahima!
To know more, like, share, and subscribe.
My channel is "The Mahi Way."
And that--
- Hello. - Mahi, I just killed it today.
- Seven fours, three sixes. 59 not out! - I'm busy.
And--
- Mahima, well played! Good innings. - Excellent!
Like, share, and subscribe. My channel is "The Mahi Way."
What did you make me do?
No views. They're making fun of me.
Bro, if no one's watching your video, go audio!
The radio!
Go for it!
I've achieved something, too.
Won't you interview me?
When I have a slot, I'll call.
Go. I'm working.
I'm on air any minute.
I'll wait outside.
Excuse me.
- Where is Mr. Lalit? - He's gone home.
Home?
I agreed to see you because Mr. Benny asked me to.
I only interview people whose names sell.
Right, Mr. Mishra?
Yes, sir.
Only people whose names sell.
If your wife came with you, I'd do it.
My wife will come.
She'll come…
I'll come with her.
You're a sly fox.
I like it.
- Saturday at 9 p.m., okay? - Of course!
You're replacing another guest.
- Don't cancel. - I won't, sir.
I don't like that.
Thank you so much, sir.
I'll see you.
Come on, team! Let's go!
Catch it! Catch it!
- Catch! - Oh, yes!
Come on!
One, two, three, Punjab!
Your last three matches have been lousy.
The short ball is troubling me.
That's evident.
Everyone can see that.
You were boasting,
"When the ball's in the arc, it's out of the park."
And if it's not in the arc?
These short balls will get you off the team.
Mahi!
Did you call?
Yes, I did.
Good news.
We have a big interview on Saturday.
I had to pull strings.
Mahi, I'm training on Saturday. Sunday's the final.
I can't return before Monday.
Mahima, this interview is important.
Adjust your dates. It's a request.
I don't know, Mahi…
I'm requesting you, please.
It looks tough.
I'm not playing well.
- I can't come. I'm sorry… - Why can't you?
Mahima, training has started.
Come on!
Mahi, I can't come.
- Sorry. - Mahima!
- One second, Mahi! - Yes, sir. I am coming!
- Mahi! - Can we speak later, Mahi?
- Sorry. I'll call you later. - Mahi, listen--
When did you arrive?
Just now.
I tried calling you.
I was busy.
How are you?
The same.
How was the tournament?
I couldn't play the short ball.
The coach gave me hell.
There's another tournament in four days. If I don't play well,
they'll drop me.
I need to practice.
I don't know why I can't get it.
Only you can help me.
Mahi, a little faster.
Mahi, a bit faster.
Mahi, faster.
Faster!
Mahi, faster, please!
Mahi, be careful! What are you doing?
Throw it yourself.
What's wrong?
Mahi…
Mahi, what's wrong?
You're asking what's wrong?
I put my heart and soul into training you,
and what do you do for me in exchange?
- What do you mean? - I asked you to do one interview.
You couldn't even do that.
- It was just an interview. - It wasn't!
It meant a lot to me.
It was my chance to prove I'm not worthless.
I'm an achiever, too.
You took away that chance.
Your name is in the papers.
Your face is on the posters.
What about me?
Should I just hang around throwing balls?
Is this what I'm worth?
I throw balls, and you become the star.
Is that what you want?
Star?
I thought you did all this for me?
You wanted me to be a cricketer?
Or were you using me?
You said I should take control of my life
and choose my own path.
Or were you paving your own way?
So what's wrong with that?
I thought I was so lucky
to have a husband like you,
someone who'd do anything for me.
But you turned out to be so selfish.
Yes, I am selfish.
I am. So what?
Who had ever heard of you?
You were busy following Patwal around with a tray of injections,
swallowing his insults.
And now you're a star.
Thanks to who?
To me!
I did it for myself. So?
But who gained the most? You?
Or me?
But I'm in the same rut!
I gained?
Gained what, Mahi?
You just don't get it.
I married you because I thought you were honest,
that no matter what happened, you'd never lie to me,
never break my trust.
Mahi, that trust was the oxygen of our relationship,
the oxygen of my life.
That trust is broken.
Why did I trust you?
You shouldn't have.
Why did you trust me?
Mahi.
Halwa?
Not hungry.
- Come on, try a little. - No.
- Just a bit… - Not now.
Tired of doing nothing? Come, work in the shop.
You're needed there.
Why bother?
When's Mahima returning?
I don't know.
Didn't she tell you?
What's wrong?
Nothing, Ma. Let it be.
You wouldn't understand.
Son, tell me what's wrong.
How would you feel if you worked hard for someone
and got nothing in return?
You know where Mahima is today.
What did I get in return?
Nothing.
Back to making invoices.
Your player got selected. What more do you want?
You know that. I know that.
No one else does.
Even Mahima doesn't mention me.
In the eyes of the world, I'm a nobody.
Look at my brother.
Everyone knows him.
They all line up for selfies.
No one looks twice at me.
No one respects me.
What's there to be happy about?
Nothing.
What do you really think?
If the world recognized you, would you be happy?
Yes?
The world knows our Sikander.
But he isn't happy.
He's always anxious about
how to stay ahead in the race.
Son, this is a race
with no finish line.
Only goalposts.
You reach one goalpost
and get recognized.
You feel happy for a bit.
Then, up ahead is another goalpost.
You run toward it,
thinking when you get there, you'll be more famous and happier.
And so this goes on and on.
And life passes you by.
Son, happiness is only found here. Here.
Please, Mummy. These are empty words.
They don't ring true in the real world.
What world?
The one you've created in your head?
Where was that world when you were a kid
and playing cricket made you happy?
Now that you've grown older,
you've forgotten how to be happy.
Years later, when Mahima came into your life,
happiness returned.
And your cricket returned.
Son, but…
you've lost it all again.
If you can mend your ways, do it.
Oh yes, what did you say?
That I would not understand?
Who understands better than a mother?
Mothers find happiness in looking after their family.
What do they get in return?
That question never crosses their minds.
Come on, Mahi! Come on, Mahi!
When you cried
My soul was deeply moved
This uneasy heart of mine finds no peace
The world knows our Sikander.
But he isn't happy.
Son, happiness is found only here. Here.
I didn't see it
What destiny had in store for me
When you were with me
I breathed easy
I tried looking for happiness
When all happiness was in you
Why couldn't I see it?
When you cried
My soul was deeply moved
This uneasy heart of mine finds no peace
It's been so long. I'd forgotten the feeling.
What feeling?
Being happy.
Broken dreams hurt
- Nurturing dreams gave me nothing - Mahima, run!
- Gave me nothing. - Sorry.
- Gave me nothing. - Can't you see?
Turning my back on you
What did I gain by abandoning you?
What did I gain?
I stand before you with a broken heart
This world is yours
And in your world
I have no place
When you cried
- This uneasy heart of mine… - Mahi.
Finds no peace
Mahi, I made a big mistake.
You were the only one who trusted me,
- and I blew it. - Mahima!
Mr. Two-in-One!
Forget the match.
She can't even play in the nets.
Mahima, finals are in two days.
And maybe, your final chance as well.
If you don't score, then say goodbye to cricket.
You'll show up anyway,
so watch her play.
Let's go.
Mahi, we can practice tomorrow.
I don't want your help.
Come on!
- Keep at it! - Brilliant!
Excellent!
Come on!
Bowled!
Go and finish the game!
What a bowl!
- Bowled! - Yes!
Come on!
- Yes! - Excellent!
Mahima, show them!
Punjab!
Mahima!
All the best!
Come on, girls!
- She looks nervous. - She's afraid.
- Get her out. - Come on! Let's go.
Hat-trick ball. Come on.
Bowl a bouncer.
Howzat?
Not out!
Come on, man!
She got lucky there.
Let's go!
Keep the pressure, girls.
Come on!
Easy, Mahi.
Oh, God!
Go! Hurry!
Come on, Aditi. Go.
Be careful.
Go. Don't get out.
Keep looking at the pencil.
Are you dizzy? Headache?
- No. - Okay.
Press my finger and hold.
Squeeze harder.
Okay. She's good to go.
We'll call you if we need you. Now rest.
- Are you okay? Let me see. - Mahi.
Does it hurt?
You know the problem?
You're expecting a short ball, so your body weight--
Stop your coaching!
Can't you see?
I'm struggling. I'm stuck
because of you.
I am not made for cricket.
I'm in this mess because of your lies.
Mahi, I admit I lied.
I made a big mistake.
I apologize from the bottom of my heart.
I'm sorry.
There's one truth amid those lies.
You are made for cricket.
- You're lying again. - No.
Can't you see what's happening?
I'm injured. I can't play. I'll be thrown off the team.
I'm not made for cricket.
- You are. - No.
- You… - Mahima,
nearly all of our team is out. We need 71 runs in 40 balls. Come!
Mahi.
- Mahi. - What?
Punjab!
Let's go! Come on!
Let's go!
She looks so stressed.
Get her out on the first ball. Let's go!
Bowl a bouncer.
You're right to be angry, Mahi.
I've lost the right to talk.
But I must say something.
Ignore it if you want to.
Please hear me out.
Whether or not you get selected,
whether or not your coach praises you,
none of it means you aren't made for cricket.
If cricket is the thing
that makes you the happiest,
then you're made for cricket.
I was blinded by fame.
I couldn't see what made me happy.
I can see now.
Very clearly.
I found my answer, Mahi.
Now, find yours.
Does playing cricket make you happy?
Mahi, I don't know what will happen today.
But whatever happens,
I'm with you.
Forever.
Catch it!
Good shot!
Excellent!
You scored 50 runs.
Come on!
- Catch it! - Catch it!
Catch it.
- Oh, come on! - Damn it!
Come on, man!
It was her catch!
Mahima, be careful. Hit in the gap. Along the ground.
- Come on! - Nothing risky.
- On the ground. Got it? - No! Four in two balls is difficult.
Well bowled.
Come on!
That was a nice one.
It was a bloody full toss.
Come on, Mahima! Come on!
We got this. Come on!
She's under pressure. She's done for.
She won't make it.
Easy, Mahi. Easy.
Come on! We got this!
- Howzat? - Howzat?
Howzat?
Not out.
Mahima, come on! We must win.
Mahima, what are you doing?
Focus! Play it safe.
Sir…
- Let her play her game. - Who's the coach? You or me?
- Mahima, focus! No risks. - She's under pressure!
She won't make it. Two in two balls is not possible.
No!
Come on, man!
It's okay. We will get her! Let's go, girls!
Aditi,
go tell her mid-wicket is empty. Look for two runs.
Don't take any risks. Go!
Aditi,
one second.
The coach said,
"Mid-wicket is empty. Look for two runs. Don't take risks."
And listen!
Your husband also sent a message.
All the best.
Even two runs seem tough.
Keep the pressure up!
- Come on, Shubhalaxmi. - She's under pressure.
Mahi,
you've always trusted others to make decisions.
For the next ball, trust yourself.
Only yourself.
Yes!
What a shot, Mahima!
Mahi!
Mahi! Mahi! Mahi!
Sorry.
Hello.
Yes, sir.
Okay, sir.
Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
What happened?
Selection.
For the next tournament?
Good. Tension over.
Not the state selection.
Then?
India.
India?
India!
- India? - India!
Mahi!
Mahima Agarwal. India.
The media is waiting outside for both of you. Hurry!
Let's go.
You go. I'll come.
- Come soon. - Yes.
India.
Don't make them wait too long.
Come, the media is waiting.
Your hard work has paid off. Here's your big chance.
Pretty yourself and come!
No, Papa. I'm fine here.
Why? What's wrong?
Nothing. I'm fine here.
You wanted to be a star, right?
Now, stardom has come knocking at your door.
What are you waiting for?
Star?
I'm already a star.
When? Where?
Here.
In my own eyes.
What's this nonsense? I don't understand. Come with me.
Papa…
It's very simple, Papa.
Just try, and you'll understand.
Just try.
You've only been on the cricket circuit for a short time,
but your fastest 50 has gotten you into the Indian team.
Tell us about your journey.
This journey isn't mine alone.
It's ours.
Our partnership.
I didn't know what I wanted to do in life until recently.
I only trusted the decisions of others,
but now
I only trust myself.
I found my goal in life,
but he showed me the way.
I decide, but he gives me the courage to decide.
He's the strength behind all my sixes.
He's the timing of my cover drive.
If I fly high,
it's because he's the string.
Who are you talking about?
My husband.
My coach.
My Two-in-One.
Mahendra.
Mahi.