Mera naam Joker - a distinct childhood memory

So one of my friends told me that he went to the re release of this movie and it reminded me of the time when my grandma forced me to watch it with her on a VCR player. I was reluctant to watch an old Hindi movie as a kid, but as soon as the film started, it pulled me in. As the end credits rolled, I was weeping like anything. The tragic and philosophical ending of this film was too heavy for me to handle as a child. Nevertheless, I loved it back then. But now, it's just a distant memory. I don't remember the plot of the movie anymore. I just remember the last shot of the film, where I suppose he ends up broken and alone in his life and says "this play has to continue" with a clown makeup on and with teary eyes. Makes me wanna revisit the film but no, I won't. Will visit my grandma soon and then watch it with her ❤️