Had sold my talent to the street. I've learned tunes from the streets of Goa. I've learned rhythm from the lanes. And last night you tried to thwart my toil of many years. But my mother's blessing made me successful. And I swear on that mother some day... I'll be so renowned that you'll come to take my autograph. Not on paper. On this lip. And I don't know whether I'll give you...
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