Bollywood is the informal term popularly used for the Hindi-language film industry based in Mumbai (formerly known as Bombay), Maharashtra, India. The term is often incorrectly used to refer to the whole of Indian cinema; it is only a part of the total Indian film industry, which includes other production centers producing films in regional languages. Bollywood is the largest film producer in India and one of the largest centers of film production in the world.
Bollywood is formally referred to as Hindi cinema. There has been a growing presence of Indian English in dialogue and songs as well. It is common to see films that feature dialogue with English words (also known as Hinglish), phrases, or even whole sentences.
The name "Bollywood" is a portmanteau derived from Bombay (the former name for Mumbai) and Hollywood, the center of the American film industry. However, unlike Hollywood, Bollywood does not exist as a physical place. Though some deplore the name, arguing that it makes the industry look like a poor cousin to Hollywood, it has its own entry in the Oxford English Dictionary.
Plot
Sangli-based Shiva Kumar re-locates to Mumbai to live with his brother, Daksh; Bhabi, Manasi; and their son. He gets recruited as a Sub-Inspector with Mumbai Police, and Manasi hopes that he will accept Haftas like other police officers so that they can improve their standard of living. Instead, Shiva befriends a rebel journalist from Daily News Analysis (D.N.A.), Sandhya Joshi, who is determined to expose the nexus between the police and the underworld; and incurs the wrath of his superiors as well as a former underworld don, Bappu, who is now an influential politician. After apprehending a vicious killer, Kutney, from Malaysia, Shiva is summoned by Home Minister, Manohar Shirke - and it is this meeting that will alter Shiva's life forever.
I was trippin' lookin' at my portfolio
Wonderin' how I was gonna make enough dough, you know
Called up a friend who wrote for 'One Tree Hill' and 'Jericho'
He had a job for me and check it, with a four-letter company
(Get it on, get it on)
Hey, I got a proposition for you
How 'bout you let me keep my profits as a scorer?
Record sales are shrinkin', I'm gettin' poorer
I got a kid to feed, how 'bout you cut a deal with me?
Ha, hey, look, Liz, we see you as a commodity
We've been with you since day one and that's an oddity
And after a series of phone calls to the great publishing houses
O Ursa Minor, I reached my representative who pulled out the
(Contract)
From the File Cabinet
(On microfiche)
In the form of tablets made of stone
(Then he said)
"Let me see, it's here in my folder
Oh, shit, you're twenty years older
Still hot but gettin' a lot colder
And you wanna cut a what with me?"
"Lemme tell you how it's done here in the Hollywood
Maybe you was thinkin' you was in the Bollywood
If I wanna break the rule, you know I probably could"
(C-B-S has gotta R-E-S-P-E-C-T)
(C-B-S has gotta R-E-S-P-E-C-T)
"Liz, I'd love to help you out
But we have what we call Standards & Practices"
"In legal terms, we're referring to this as a recoupable interest
In an artist's compositions on vinyl, plastic, digital
And all transmittable airwaves for a period
Of no less than six or nine years, in all territories of the Earth
The solar system and the known universe"
And I replied
"Listen here, my dear little Roni
Don't you give me no phoney-baloney
This is not 'My First Pretty Pony'
Don't you know you're fuckin' with me?"
"Oh, it's a bad day for the pool boy
Come to clean and discover you, boy
Face down and feet turnin' blue, boy
Now your eyes are closed, you finally have the sight to see"
It's all mine
It's all mine
It's all mine