Why did you hide this fact from me?
I didn't want to hide.
But there was nothing to say.
Do you still love him?
Do you think that have I cheated on you?
That's not the answer to my question.
Sir, I am sorry, sir.
It won't happen again, sir.
We're sorry, sir.
We will return the money.
-And never... -How much have you gathered so far?
Sir...
19,700...
What's the rate?
Sir, 25 paise on you and 3-1 for Radhe.
Here is 20,000...
Put it all on me.
And reduce the rate to ten...
Otherwise, you'll go broke paying everyone.
And focus...
on your practice.
Papa...
Papa, we need you.
Papa, I can understand what you're going through.
You're still a kid.
Go.
Papa, we can solve personal differences later.
Right now we must think about our family...
What family?
A father...
who always thought I was good for nothing.
A brother...
whose existence doesn't matter.
You...
have you ever given any respect to your father?
Tell me.
All this was bearable...
because I always thought that Mohini was by my side.
She loves me. Takes care of me.
Respects me.
But...
Go away...
Leave...
Guys we are really wasting time on bullshit.
Does anyone have any actual idea?
There's this event in Jodhpur... it's very interesting.
It's called Sangeet Samrat.
It's basically Indian Idol for classical music...
but very exotic and posh.
But such obscure regional events can't be our cover story.
No, ma'am. This isn't just a regional event.
In fact this year it's getting a lot of media attraction.
We can get exclusive inside access.
Because the nephew is Tamanna's friend Radhe.
Masked man.
I have already thought of a title.
Uncle-Nephew, wait and watch for the outcome.
In case, you haven't noticed we are not some tabloid.
Anyway... you guys are clearly not prepared.
I need better ideas by tomorrow morning for our cover story.
-Okay ma'am. -Thank you ma'am.
-Have a nice day. -Have a lovely day ma'am.
Are you okay?
Of course.
That's all in the past, Mom.
In fact, we can get a really good cover story on Sangeet Samrat.
Don't overlook it because of me.
I think I should get back to work.
Have a good day, ma'am.
Ishwalkar, can you please come with me?
We've tested four percussion players.
And two Pakhawaj player.
And none of them are...
We're running out of time, mother.
We can never do this without father.
Is everyone in your family taking the oath of silence?
Is your mother helping your practice or still making you sweep the floors?
Look, buddy, honestly speaking...
no one cares a damn about your fuck up.
Babloo...
Do you know what is Sangeet Samrat?
What?
Masked man?
Yes...
-Radhe, of course. -Yes.
Go get my order.
You're still...
You're still thinking of Tamanna.
Now you're going to sulk about your unsuccessful love.
She must be sleeping around with a dozen guys...
Shut up!
You have never achieved anything in life yourself...
but all you do is give free advice.
Brother...
it's piping hot.
Stick it in my ass.
Hi, Kabir.
Please come to Jodhpur, Tamanna...
Radhe's screwed...
I mean he's in big trouble.
What do you mean?
What's wrong with him?
Something really bad is happening in his family.
They have stopped talking to each other.
Practice sessions have stopped for good.
It's the Sangeet Samrat...
Without you, he'll be in big trouble.
Please come down. Only you can save him now.
Panditji...
Rajenderji...
Please come in.
Radhe.
Highness is very keen on this event.
Let's go.
I'll go tell Highness that we can't take part in this event.
Radhe.
You've worked hard, but...
But how?
The event is tomorrow.
The longer we take, the more embarrassment we'll have to face.
We should hand over this family to Digvijay ourselves.
Wait.
If Digvijay was worthy of this family...
then I would have passed it down to him myself.
Rajender...
Mohini is not at fault.
Gopinath... your daughter has won my heart by defeating me.
I...
I want her...
to become the daughter-in-law of my family.
By getting her married to my son Rajender.
Well, Panditji...
receiving a proposal from a great artist's family like you...
is a matter of honor.
But please forgive me...
We don't belong to the same caste...
nor are we as wealthy and prosperous as you are.
On one end you call me Panditji, and on the other...
you're punishing me for being a Kshatriya.
No Panditji, pardon me...
And as for wealth...
It's useless if it can't come to the aide of our people.
I know you're going through a bad phase.
I even heard that you've been served a notice to vacate this home.
Your ancestral home where your daughter was born...
her mother took her last breath...
Leaving all this behind and moving into a rented home...
The very thought of it upsets me.
I can help you out of you want.
Greetings, Panditji.
The father of Queen of Music in my home.
Welcome.
You are embarrassing me.
Please...
Yes...
So...
They love each other, Panditji.
Mohini just told me.
And Digvijay is your older son.
So if you can...
let Mohini marry him instead of Rajender...
I must admit you're very brave...
You told your father about your feelings...
and also challenged your lover's guru.
I encouraged her, Panditji.
When I heard her sing, I knew...
that she should be compared to the best of singers.
With your blessings...
then Mohini shall make this family proud as my wife.
My blessings are with you two.
But... there is a difficulty, Gopinath.
I cannot help you save your house.
The money I was going to give you...
belonged to my other wife Gayatri's.
And it can only be given to her son Rajender and his wife.
I am just a keeper of this wealth.
Love cannot be compared with money...
but the decision lies in your hands now.
If Digvijay and Mohini got married...
then I could've never stopped her from singing.
And I would have regretted all my life...
that she sings better than me.
Rajender, Mohini has...
always fulfilled her duties as your wife.
She never told you anything...
so that you don't hate your father.
I snatched her music from her...
and yet she is struggling to save ours.
Dear...
I am not even capable of apologizing.
I can't forgive myself for what happened...
if you...
can forgive this...
old man for his jealousy...
then please forgive me.
Enough.
Mohini.
Come...
have dinner with us.
Please sit, sister-in-law.
An artist's duty is to unite hearts.
I learned that from you.
Our family...
is safe in your hands.
Who do you think will win between your son and grandson.
Please tell us, sir.
Sir, who is going to win between your son and grandson?
Sir, this time in the event...
I would like to request everyone...
Will you guys please spread out?
I need the whole area. This is streaming live.
We're about to begin the Sangeet Samrat Event.
Today's even will be live streamed for the first time.
People from all around the world are going to watch it live.
Those who upload photos and videos on Facebook and Instagram of this event...
don't forget to tag us as well.
Remember, our handle #SangeetSamratSamaroh2.0
I would like to thank His Highness on behalf of the residents of Jodhpur.
Sir, one photo please.
Their family have been organizing this event for many years...
Please friends, no flash photography during the on-going event.
And switch your mobiles to silent mode.
Standby on High Highness. Hold...
Standby on High Highness.
Standing-by, Standing-by, Over, waiting for instructions, over.
Go on to Trumpet.
-All the best! -Go, go, right now.
-Kill it! Go on to Trumpet. -Go, go, go...
Your Highness, let's go.
I would like to welcome His Highness on behalf of everyone.
Welcome.
Greetings, Highness.
But in Indian Music, Guru holds the highest position.
And now with a huge round of applause, I would like to invite...
Pandit Radhemohan Rathore.
I would first like to introduce our three expert judges.
Pt. Shankar Joshi.
Ustad Zafar Ali Khan.
And Padmashri Jayanti Iyer.
Please give them a huge round of applause.
Your Highness...
with your permission we would like to begin with our first round.
Thank you.
Our first round, meaning Instrumental Round.
A unique harmony of singing and instruments.
So please give a huge round of applause for Mr. Digvijay Rathore.
It's just show-off.
All these instruments can only fool the audience, not the judges.
Uncle, did you bring the Devlin.
Yes, it's in the car.
Great. I'll go fetch it.
But...
We've practiced on the Sarangi in the past months...
you might end up ruining everything.
We won't win if we play fair.
We'll have to try something unique to grab their attention.
Wonderful, Mr. Digvijay.
You presented an already popular folk tune...
in your Bikaneri House style...
and with separate instruments.
This was definitely an magnificent confluence of voice and tune.
Next I would like to invite on stage Radhe and his family.
A big round of applause for them, friends.
Bravo, Radhe. Bravo.
You presented such a difficult tune with so much ease.
The way you sing...
is a specialty of the Rathore family which you have done justice to.
I would like to invite Mr. Digvijay Rathore...
along with Radhe and his family, so our judges can announce their decision.
Judges, over to you.
It was a wonderful performance.
Rajender, it was a pleasure watching you perform after all these years.
And Devender, what was that instrument?
I call it the Audlin.
It's a form of Sarangi...
I hope you liked it.
It was interesting...
but this competition is about pure Indian classical music.
And I feel using the Audlin wasn't right.
And Mr. Digvijay, your voice and presentation blew me away.
So my vote goes to Pt. Digvijay.
Classical music is known for its music...
and not by the instrument.
If one can play Karnatak music on a violin...
then why can't Audlin be used in Indian classical music.
My vote goes to Radhe.
Digvijay, I was in awe to see you.
So were the audience.
And in Radhe and his family's performance...
it seemed like voice and music had united as one.
It's a difficult task for me to choose a winner of this round.
My heart says one thing, and my mind says another.
But my vote goes to...
Radhe!
So with that the winner of our first round is Radhe Rathore.
Don't stop clapping.
It's time we moved on to the second round.
Both the contestants can make a presentation...
in their favorite emotion.
As the winner of our first round, I am inviting Radhe on stage...
to come up and present his favorite "Emotion".
I will try to present "Thumri" created by Pt. Radhemohan Rathore...
in "Shringaar Rasa".
Radhe.
Bravo, Radhe.
The thumri created by Pt. Radhemohan Rathore...
you presented it in Shringaar Rasa so well...
that you made us all fall in love with you.
A big round of applause, friends.
Thank you, Radhe.
Now I would like to invite Mr. Digvijay on stage.
And request him to make his favorite...
presentation in his favorite emotion or "Rasa".
Come.
Viraah.
Wonderful. Wonderful, Mr. Digvijay.
Your presentation really mesmerized all of us.
I am inviting both the contestants on stage...
for the results of the second round.
Now judges, over to you.
Sir...
Silence speaks more in volumes compared to applause...
which marks the greatness of any artist.
We three judges unanimously vote Pt. Digvijay...
the winner of this round.
And with that the winner of the second round is Mr. Digvijay Rathore.
A big round of applause for Digvijay Rathore.
Friends, this competition has taken an interesting turn.
Both the contestants have won one round each.
Ladies and gentlemen it's a tie.
Now we'll move to our tie-breaker round.
I mean towards the Jugal-Bandi.
As the winner of the second round, Mr. Digvijay...
you can choose your favorite Raga and Bandish (Rendition).
And Radhe, you will try to match with him.
Wow... a big round of applause, friends.
Our new Sangeet Samrat is... Radhe Rathore.
I am not worthy of being compared to you.
I respect you and your music.
You won the day...
but this Gharana belongs to me, and I shall have it.
I am your uncle. Take my blessings.
All these musicians deserve a big round of applause.
They made this evening a memorable one.
We had heard mentions of Raag Malhar in old stories..
but today we were fortunate enough to witness it here...
The thundering clouds...
I could've never sung like this if it wasn't for you.
No.
You would've sung just as brilliantly.
You're absolutely phenomenal, Radhe.
I've fallen in love with music all over again...
thanks to you.
Now nothing can stop us from singing together.
Bandish Bandits is back.
No.
I am leaving, Radhe.
I have enrolled myself in a music school.
I am going to start from the beginning.
No shortcuts, no auto-tune.
I was tired of my mediocrity.
Now I want to be a real talent like you.
I would like to invite on stage our esteemed judges...
Radhe.
Yes...
Wait here, okay.
I'll be right back.
A big round of applause for our new Sangeet Samrat Radhe Rathore.