All language subtitles for Kaushaljis.Vs.Kaushal.2025.1080p.WebRip.EAC3.5.1.x265-Lootera_eng

"Oh Khusrau, the river of love"

"Runs in strange directions"

"Oh Kusrau,the river of love"

"Runs in strange directions"

"One who jumps into it drowns"

"One who drowns get across"

"One who drowns gets across"

Please, close the door.

"Baby, take me higher."

"Baby, take me higher."

"Baby, take me higher."

"Open the bottle
and take a tequila shot."

"Let's enjoy to the fullest."

"This night will never return."

"Let's enjoy to the fullest."

"This night will never return."

"I'd love to be around you
in the party."

"As the background music is played."

"I won't mind if you say anything."

"Dance in slow motion, girl."

"Until the dawn."

"Rock the stage, girl."

"Dance in slow motion, girl."

"Dance in slow motion, girl."

"Dance in slow motion, girl."

So, Mr. Khatri.

Tellme mobile is not just a product.

It's an ability to empower.

It empowers Indians
to share happiness within seconds.

Okay, continue.

Tell me one thing.

When there's a good occasion
in city or in village.

For an example, good news.

Can you tell me who's
the first one to celebrate,

even before the family members?

- Confectioner?
- No.

Transgender of India.

Transgender?

They celebrate and shower blessings

much more than our relatives.

Now, imagine.

When they come
to celebrate our happiness.

And if a grandma gifts
them a mobile.

Our company's mobile.

Tellme mobile.

Along with the blessings
to be happy forever.

Now, these transgender
will communicate..

..with each other all mover
India on our mobile.

Hello!
Sunaina!

Mr. Pandey is blessed with a baby.

Let's go and congratulate him.

And yes.

Keep our token of appreciation ready.
We are coming.

Now, these transgender
will use Tellme mobile

to share happiness
and best wishes across the country.

Sir, they keep us
connected with families.

Tellme mobile.

Stay connected.

But what about mass appeal?

Transgender are in minority.

Here it is not about the minority.

It is about the blessings,
right sir?

Breakthrough.

This is a breakthrough.

This is such
an emotionally evolved idea.

This is what modern India is about.

This is what Tellme is about.

Yes, sir.

I understood it right
with the word transgender.

Yes, this fits the brief perfectly.

Our low budget mobile
will not attract foreign market.

In fact, the idea was
to make it affordable

for everyone and anyone.

This campaign idea will capture
the imagination of the target group.

Mr. Maurya, let's make it happen.

Absolutely, Mr. Khatri.

In fact, this is the alternate idea
we were discussing about.

Young man,
how did you get this thought?

How are you, son?

- I'm good. How about you?
- We are also good.

That's good.

- Bless you.
- Thank you.

Did you see Ketan?

He looked non-interested.

- You were such a good actor.
- It was great.

Thank you.

But you should give me
a warning in advance.

- At least a message.
- Why do you need any warning?

Must appreciate your guts!

It's empty.

Don't ask.
I was in a scoop, you know.

Now, you leave the creative
just to us, Mr. Khatri

and you jump right
into your media planning.

- Looking forward. Thank you.
- Have a nice day!

- Bye, Sanya!
- Thank you.

Yug!

Sir!

You really saved the day.
Good job!

Thank you.
Thank you so much.

- Congratulations, team.
- Thank you, sir.

Now, gear up and work hard
on this project. Okay?

Sure sir.

Excuse me, sir.

Happy birthday in advance, sir.

- Seriously?
- Yes, sir.

Ah!
That's a very good choice.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Should we take a picture?
- Sure.

Crazy guy.

Perfume worth Rs. 15000.

It was damn expensive, man.
What for?

To stay connected.

Tell me honestly.

Mr. Maurya is your fantasy, right?

- Not Mr. Maurya.
- Then?

His lifestyle.

He's so cool.

Successful!
And achiever!

- He has the spark.
- I understood.

Enjoy these french-fries.

Okay, guys.

Baksha night is upcoming.

Bring out the artist in you.

What a fun night it is!

They've such good performances!

All the creative at one place.

And most importantly..

Just like you would
open your dating app

and swipe away all the boys. Right?

Shut up.

So? So what?

Mom's call.

She will ask the same question.

I'll talk later.

What are you doing? Stop.

- Hey, Yug!
- Hi, mom!

Quite surprising that you
quickly answered the phone.

Good! How are you?

When are you coming home?

It's been two months now.

I will be there, mom.
Will decide and let you know.

It's just few hours travelling
from Noida to Kannauj.

And you still give excuses.

This time I want you to be home
on 'Holi' (festival of colours).

I've cooked your favourite
fenugreek snacks.

Pickle.

Mom, I don't eat fried items.

With us...

Hi! Hi, mom!

- For a change, brother is online?
- Hi.

Don't be surprised!
Where are you doing pastime?

This isn't pastime but NGO work.

We call it unemployed.

- How is he?
- Those who can't get a job, joins NGO.

For your information,
I had rejected MNC job over NGO.

I see.

You rate is always higher
than everybody else.

Looting the people.

Don't give me that look.
Do your job.

Answer the call.

Why should I answer your call?

Not mine, your phone is ringing.

Oh! Hello.

Hello son.

Son, it's a fortunate day I guess.

My son answered the call.

Dad..

You didn't repay
Rs.15000 borrowed from me.

I checked the passbook.

And it doesn't show any entry.

How's that possible?

Dad, I think bank has
some transfer issues.

I will transfer again.

He borrowed money from dad
to gift a perfume to sir.

Give the phone to me. He is mad.

- Son, money and water...
- What are you doing?

shouldn't be wasted.
Return it to me.

- Mr. Sahil.
- Hey.

- Shall I drop you?
- Here comes uncle Aseem.

Hi son.

Sir, the shock-absorber
is not functioning.

Do you want me to change?

How much time it will take?

Will be ready by the evening.

They are looting people. Come son.

- Please sit.
- Good you're here.

You will face issues later.

- Get it ready by the evening.
- Sure.

Even my darling daughter is online.

- Hi, dad.
- Wow!

Not everybody is lucky.

Only the family, God likes the most,

is blessed with the daughters. Yeah.

Wow! Such a thoughtful insight!
Thank you.

Request Yug
to come home on 'holi'.

Don't worry.

He will be home
the day he is out of money.

- yes.
- That's true, dad.

You seem envious.

Why don't you also borrow some too?

Thanks, but my needs are limited.

I see.

See this, Yug.

Say hi to aunt Sheila. Oh no.

- Hello, aunt.
- That's quite outdated.

It's a modern era.

Yo, son.

- Is this how you do it?
- Don't know.

Okay, I've to go, bye.
My team is calling me.

So you don't have time for us.
That's it?

He must be busy.

- Thank you very much.
- No need. Listen.

We will rehearse in the evening...

- on video calling.
- Sure.

Dad, did you download
the money transfer app?

You're so selfish.

Answer to my question first.

I had made a playlist of 'qawwali'
(religious music).

I heard several versions.

But none of them is original.

It is called remix.

Hold it for a second, son.

- Good morning, sir.
- Good morning.

Okay, tell me one thing.

You know son of Mr. Pal,
the insurance agent?

He commented Cool AF
on Aseem and my video.

I didn't understand its meaning.

So I replied bless you.

Can you explain me its meaning?

A means 'As' and..

- F means..
- Fantastic.

As Fantastic. Yeah, it means that.

In short, he praised me.

He's such a cultured guy!

Heard her, son?

So you don't like to hear
my praise, do you?

If you like it so much,
why don't you get it tattooed?

Jackfruit curry once again?

Sangeeta, poison kills in one go.

But life becomes miserable eating
the same dish every day.

Make an issue, now.

You give me the solution
what I should do.

Mr. Gupta brings different dishes
in his lunchbox.

- Okay, mom. Bye.
- His wife cooks variety of dishes.

But look at me.

To avoid embarrassment
I finish my lunch in just 5 minutes.

And what you're stirring there,

it's stinking even here.

You started again?

That's why I avoid coming home.

I've to go. Bye.

See that.

Can't you keep mum?

I'm an artist.

I speak the truth.

Let me do my job now.

I've heard the taunts enough.

Bye.

Please, welcome Yug and Chatty
from Van Gogh advertising agency.

Woah! Thanks man.

Hello, guys.

This is Yug Kaushal.
And he's Chatty.

Chatty?

We've penned down something.
So, please just.

- Shall we?
- Yes.

- You got a creative brain!
- Wow!

You got a creative brain.

Then why can't you let us be?

You got dreams as big as titanic. Oh...

Then why is your budget so low?

Nobody likes your budget which
is briefer than the project brief.

Still, our boss just
can't stop praising you.

It takes us months
to get a concept approved.

For you it takes a day
to change everything.

Very true.

Your briefing is different
than what is on your mind.

Before we understand your briefing,
you come up with a new one.

You make big promises,
only to disappoint us.

You break..

Yes, you. I? Yes you.

When it comes to being skinflint,
you break all the records.

Wow!

You got a creative brain.

Then why can't you let us be?

You got dreams as big as titanic.

Then why is your budget always low?

- Why?
- Why? Wow!

- Thank you, guys.
- Thank you.

Yeah.. You did it bro.

That was too good! Cheers.

It feels so good to give free vent
to stored-up spite.

Seriously.

Well, that was one hell of
a performance by Yug and Chatty.

But now, since we are already
running short of time.

Let's take this
one final performance

by Kiara Mina Bansal.

Please have a huge round
of applause.

Let's hang around. Yeah, let's sit.

You know her? Which agency is it?

I've never met.

Hi, guys.

Do you mind,

if I introduce myself
in a unique style?

No, not at all.

What if I use my mother's name
in middle name?

Kiara Mina Bansal.

No, I am not modern-day feminist.

Kiara means me.

Mina means my mom.

And Bansal means my dad
and his entire family,

I've inherited.

Our generation has moved
far ahead to use

father or mother's name
with their name.

We don't need support to grow,
do we?

Because house,
food, education and all.

We are born
with these privileges, right?

We do not depend on others' income.

We are not old school.

In fact,
we are all extra super cool.

But.. nevertheless nonetheless..
we are little fool.

Because to fit into the cool
and a hot pool,

we've weird sets of norms.

Like.. were you steady
for six months?

Maybe you had no option.

Had more than one affair?

My boyfriend is a stud.

No affair in four years?

How bizarre!

What? You broke-up?

Come on!
What sort of love was that?

One night stand is in trend.

Like.. you, me and coffee?

It's just that
the cups keep changing.

Because one is never enough for us.

All that is okay, ma'am.

But what are you looking for?

True love.

And a ginger tea.

A partner,
who would not leave me halfway.

You see, east is blindly
following the west.

Whereas the westerns have understood

that our culture is the best.

Bang on!

Superb!

She has nailed it. Right.

Sit down.

- Hello!
- Hi!

Congratulations.

- Thanks.
- Why? Did you like her performance?

Not really.

I liked the girl.

So, you liked the girl.

Hi.

Good day.

- Hope you guys had a good weekend.
- Yes, sir.

Okay, now remember that the
Tell me clients have loved the idea.

But what they are really
looking forward is

to some really good execution.

Because if this campaign
hits the right chord

with the target audience then the
clients are going to be us forever.

Yug, get the final copy
and you guys, get in to the groove.

Because we need to
get this right. Hmm.

How's your work?

I will tell you. Bye!

- When will you be home?
- I will tell you. Bye.

- Okay, so this looks good.
- Thank you.

But we will just tweak it
up a bit and make it excellent.

Okay? Just a bit.

- Right? Okay, now listen up.
- Right.

I am setting out for a long weekend.

I know you guys have
Your 'holi' plans.

But whichever part of
the planet you guys are in,

you guys are going
to stay connected. Alright?

- Yes, sir.
- Yeah, I will see you all online.

- Yes, sir.
- Okay.

So, where are we going, guys?

What's the plan for 'holi'?

Kasol!

- Yes.
- Kasol? Wait, let me check.

- Also check about Goa.
- Kas...

Let's party at your house.

You live in sector 104.

All alone.

You're so rich.

You can give us a treat.

Get lost! You're not invited.

- Are you drunk?
- Sorry.

- Seriously?
- Playing kung fu in office?

"Listen to what time says."

"It narrates the story
of the past era."

"Life is full of happiness
and sorrows."

"Without it, there's no life."

- "Time.."
- Stop. Stop. Stop it.

Stop! Stop! Roll the window.

What's the matter?

Did you forget your friends?

Not even stopping the car, man.

Talk to us for a while, city guy.

I don't want to talk to you.

Hey, bro.

Hey.

Look at his attitude.

He just drove away.

We will deal with
him with colours now.

"Runs fast when happy, and slows down
in sorrows. This is the secret." Bro, Yug.

Give the 'holi' fund.

I don't have money to give
you any fund. Get lost.

- Shall I give you something?
- What?

Hey..

"This is the tale of life."

"This is the game of time."

"Keep moving on,"

Hello, uncle!

How are you?

So, you're home.

They didn't spare you as well?

Yes, they ruined my new shirt.

Is this your only luggage?

Where's the rest?

I'm carrying only this much.

- Okay, give it.
- I will carry.

- Leave it.
- I will take it, mom.

- Leave it.
- Mom.

Alright.

You're on time.
Flatbreads are ready. Come.

I don't want
to eat flatbreads at the moment.

Is it? This is my challenge.

You will definitely change
your mind with its aroma.

Don't force me.

My flatbreads are much better
than your rotten pizze.

- Call it pizza, mom.
- Keep quiet.

- Come, sit.
- Direct entry into the kitchen.

It's piping hot.

Try it first.

- So much of ghee?
- Just sit down.

- Sit here.
- No.

- Without ghee...
- I will take only one bite.

your joints will give up.

Have it.

- Pickle.
- Here it is.

Tell me how it is.

Branded spices and your pickle.

No chance of making any mistake.

Couldn't judge in the video call.

But you've reduced
in these two months.

From which angle?

Hope you've a long stay this time.

Don't know.

Tell me honestly.

Do you have a girlfriend?

Don't know.

I want a daughter-in-law.
Find one.

It's been five years.

Bring some variation
in your questions. How many times...

She can't bring any variation
even in her cooking.

Can't expect it from her.

Dad.

- How are you?
- I am good.

- How are you?
- I'm good.

Last time you had installed
a music app in my mobile.

It shows more ads and less music.

Yes. So, pay them for ad-free music.

Huh?!

You will have to pay them
for ad-free music.

- Show me.
- No, dear.

Ad is also another form of music.

It gives a different level
of pleasure.

I will enjoy it as well.

There's one more joy
I had installed in your phone.

Money transfer app.

This time you better learn it.

It's very easy. Don't worry.
I will train you in a minute.

No.

Because I was saying that..

Will you transfer Rs.10,000?

- Dad..
- What's this?

- A painting.
- Even I know it's a painting.

It was on the wall.

How come I found it
on the terrace? Explain.

It was infested with termites.

Was this infested with termites?

How about your perfumes..

that stinks like the rotten flowers?

Yet, you've kept them safely
in the closet.

And you've a problem with
this frame that was on the wall.

Dad, be soft.

- You're talking to mom.
- You..

I had kept this frame in the sunlight
so as to get rid of the termites.

Not only the painting,

even somebody's brain
is infested with termites.

Flowers are still fresh.
Something else is rotten.

No need to mention the name.

Don't doubt my intellect, okay?

If I shift my attention
from the house

things will go haywire.

Why don't you pay attention
to the other things as well?

Inverter is not functioning
from past one month.

- Get it repaired.
- You need money for the repair.

It's not easy to earn money.

So earn it by any means you can.

Don't change the topic now.

Don't complaint me
when the electricity is off.

Only a fan can't keep the mind cool.

It needs some peaceful moments.

- Who's it?
- Hello, Reet.

- Did you call, papa?
- Reet? Turn the speaker on.

- Yes, dear.
- Yes.

Will you be home by the evening?

Yes, dad. Sure.

That's good.

Yug is also at home.
And the fight is on.

Brother is there?

Now, we will play
the true colours of holi.

- Okay, bye.
- Bye.

"It's Holi"

"It's Holi"

Cloth tear Holi.

Cloth-tear 'holi'.

This is an old tradition

of getting rid of the evil from your
mind, as in tearing the clothes.

In the evening,
people come out well dressed.

Along with the perfume

Kannauj's cloth-tear holi
is equally famous.

This one? Yeah.

You can take the pink also.

Take this. And try this.

Okay.

Thank you.

Let's go to her. Reet.

- Reet.
- Yes.

Give the white colour.

Take this. This is herbal.

- Give us the white colour.
- What's this, Reet? Come on, let's go.

Let's go to her. What you keep yapping.

- Aunt.
- Yes.

- Here is the green.
- How's the fastness?

Solid. Give it quickly. Yes.

It will not fade till the next year.

- Take it.
- Great, aunt.

- Give this as well.
- Yes. It will be memorable.

Can I take a picture with you?

Look at her.

Has got it from a gutter.

- And selling it here.
- Oh!

- Gutters are sweet smelling too.
- Nice!

Thank you.

- Happy holi!
- Happy holi!

Bye!

Mamta, come fast.
What are you doing?

Hold this.
Rajni. Come here. Come fast.

Yug. Are you here?

Where are you going?
Happy holi!

- Come down.
- Happy holi! - Come.

Wow, torn jeans.

Son, get me one torn jeans
on your next visit.

My waist size is 28.

Why torn jeans?
Ask for a fresh piece.

- Don't be backward.
- It's new.

It's the latest fashion.

New. Mom, its new pant.

- Get me one, son.
- Okay, let's go.

- Don't forget, son.
- Let's go.

- Sure.
- Where are you all? Let's go.

Yug!

Open the door, Yug.

We are here.

Come out.
Don't hide yourself.

Hey.. open the door, bro.

Will just put a dot.
This is a yearly affair.

Just begin to sing a Qawwali.

But they are good singers.

But who sings Qawwali here?

Should I shut them by colouring them.

"There's a celebration of holi."

"There's a celebration of holi."

"At my love's house."

"At my love's house."

"At my love's house,
there's a celebration."

"There's a celebration of holi."

"There's a celebration of holi."

"I found my love
in this courtyard."

"I found my love.."
"I found my love.."

"I found my love in this courtyard."

"In this and that courtyard.."

"To each and every place,
I find her with me."

"There's a celebration of holi."

"There's a celebration of holi."

"There's a celebration of holi."

"There's a celebration of holi."

This is quite uncommon now.

He's crazy after the qawwali
more than the accounting.

It's okay at times.

But they start in every festival.

Aseem is a bachelor.

We can understand.

But why doesn't Sangeeta stop Sahil?

I can hear constant
bickering from their house.

Who will listen to whom?

You sing so beautifully,
please sing again.

"There's a celebration of holi."

"There's a celebration of holi."

"At my love's house."

"At my love's house."

"At my love's house,
there's a celebration."

"There's a celebration of holi."

"There's a celebration of holi."

- Good evening, sir.
- Good evening, sir.

Evening to you.
Shoot.

Okay, mom.
I am leaving.

It's not far away,
you can go tomorrow.

I need to start working
from tomorrow morning.

So, I must reach tonight.

- Okay, bye.
- Take care.

Give us a call. Take care.

Yes, dad.

Give us a call once you reach. I will.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Sir, I suggest the film
will start with the tagline.

Stay connected.

This is the only job
I've to do for him now.

Give it to me.

Why murmuring?

Be clear.

Whatever I say is murmuring,

as if you're always soft-spoken.

Alright. I won't say anything.

Why should you?
Let me be quiet.

Anyway, speaking truth
in this house means bickering.

Here, drink this concoction.

It will heal your wounds.
Drink it.

It won't heal until you wouldn't
stop sounding bitter.

No, sir. I can..
just a second, sir.

I will.

- Wounds will heal..
- I can't hear you properly.

- Just a second.
- But life turns bitter..

when the two partners..

..are of different opinion.
Have you thought about it?

Oh, shall I praise you
for this insight?

Why should you?

I'm not dying for the praise.

That's your department.

That's why you create
scenes on the streets.

Okay, sir. So the scene
will start from the other end.

You want me to shut my mouth, right?
Circus?

- Sir. You see..
- Have I ever stopped you...

- the act of transgender..
- from doing anything?

when they clap..

Then why create ruckus
over my qawwali?

Why do you've to sing qawwali only?

Why can't it be anything else?

There can be religious night.

- or songs of Holi.
- Sir, the neighbours keep bickering.

And they are quite loud.
Sorry, sir.

Qawwali and religious hymns
are discriminated?

Did you hear that?

You better change your thinking.

There's an artist in your house.

- Better respect him.
- I see.

An artist dies of his
own dissatisfaction.

I never wanted to be an accountant.

I always wanted to be a qawwali singer.
And I will always do the same.

As if I was born
with the passion of cooking.

It was my childhood
passion to make perfume.

But you've always ignored my dream,
haven't you?

- You said you're an artist. Right?
- Yes, I am.

Exactly.
Even I had thought about it.

That an artist will
understand another artist.

I'm not discriminating
your qawwali.

All I want to say is that
it doesn't suit a man aged 55,

to clap and jump on the stage.

- 55?
- 55.

- Why did you get married then?
- Are you serious? Are you with us Yug?

I made a grave mistake.

- No, I.. I was..
- I can't correct that mistake now.

I had given my consent
upon knowing your name.

Sangeeta.

Which means music.

I thought my life will
become melodious after marriage.

But it became unmelodious.

Once I had thought of joining
the Sabari brothers.

That's when Reet's college fees
was to be paid.

Rs. 50,000. I paid that.

And then Yug.. he left for Noida.

I've to send him his expenses.

Why do you always
make the propaganda

- of what you do for your family?
- Sir, we will put a tagline here.

Stay connected.

And then the film will conclude.

- Sabari brothers.
- Bond?

- You should have gone to Sabari brothers.
- Seriously yug?

- with the insurance amount you had.
- Bond! What's wrong with you?

- I had received only 1.25 lakh in insurance.
- Why are you not focussing?

- And the kidney stone surgery cost was Rs.2 lakh.
- It's not a cement ad.

- Do you even know how the expenses are managed?
- Give me something innovative about brand positioning.

Oh no.

How would I know?
I never have that experience.

Only you managed the expenses
from your income.

- You get bonus only once a year.
- I don't want to do this.

- How would I have managed?
- You guys are wasting my time

- Doctor had advised you bed-rest for three months.
- we will see this later.

Do you remember?

Did you even once ask
me how I managed...

- ...the expenses in those three months?
- Bye sir.

Sir...Yug.

- You can see my stored perfumes...
- Sorry, guys.

in the closet.

Have you ever opened my jewelry box?

- What has happened to the jewelry?
- What happens to both of you?

Why do you always interfere
in each other's lives?

Today my meeting is disturbed
because of both of you,

for which I was preparing madly
from past many days.

Does it make a difference to you?

What happened, Yug?
Is your work ruined?

It had to. After all, I was working
from this jinxed house.

But you both are never
free from your quarrelling.

Do you know any manners? Huh?

Do you people have any standard?

Shall I tell you, your problems?

Your dreams never fulfilled.

You didn't achieve
anything big in life.

She only did cooking in her life.

And you only kept the accounts.

- What are you saying, son?
- The truth. And you know.

You both are married since 26 years.

Haven't you understood
each other a bit?

Even a bit?

He likes qawwali.
It's his hobby, mom.

But you've a problem with that.

Making perfume is her passion.

But you've a problem with that.

You know what our
generation call this?

Loser syndrome.

You want to live together
but you also want to fight.

You all are hypocrites.

And your generation
is double standard.

You blame our generation.

But our generation never
stay together to fight forever.

Dad, we move on.

You know why?

Because everybody
needs privacy in life.

They have ambitions,
they've dreams.

Two people can never be the same.

Did you both get married,
so that one would earn

for the other and one would
only cook for the other?

Give some space to each other.

Go out and see, there's one
more world outside Kannauj.

Excuse me.

Hi!

Kiara Mina Bansal?

- I...
- Baksha Night?

Baksha Night. Exactly.
Do you remember?

I didn't know that you had even
watched the performance.

- It was a good performance.
- Thank you.

- Two boys.
- Yes.

- Yes, advertising.
- Yes.

- Chatty, he was my friend.
- Yes, of course.

Did you script that?

If you liked it, then yes.

This is Yug Kaushal.

I work at Van Gogh agency.
I'm a copywriter there.

- Hi. May I?
- Sure.

By the way, even your
performance was quite interesting.

I could sense that
from your slow clap.

That slow clap was
for the audience actually.

- I see.
- Audience wasn't getting your point.

And they were blindly clapping.

So, I thought I should
shut them by clapping.

But then you will get disturbed.

Actually,
even I didn't understand much.

But whatever little I could
understood, it was really good.

You could have understood
it if you had paid attention.

Quite possible.

Try to understand.

- Wait. Just leave me alone.
- Sorry, I don't want to listen to you.

Listen to me.

- You reason your friends and chill out.
- But celebrate your birthday at least.

My birthday was yesterday.

Oh no!

You were looking
for a true love, right?

This is how the true love can be.

Leaves you alone in the café.

You never know. Things can be
smooth between them again.

They've no future.

Are you an astrologer?

No, why should one
be an astrologer for this?

It's clearer than the Newton's law.

I see.

Relationship is a ship
that will sink sooner or later.

What else does your law say?

My law says that two people

should not talk
much on empty stomach.

If our conversation can go long

then let's get something.

Shall we?

Acting on the stage and getting
lauded is different.

And real life is quite different.

That wasn't an act.

I really believe in that.

I know. But such atmosphere
is seen in small towns.

People there have that
kind of thinking.

Okay.

Yes, I am from the small town.

I knew it. Where do you come from?

New York.

- What?
- New York.

You're from New York?

Yes, why is it so surprising?

What are you doing here?

I run an online artifact store.

So, I was exploring India.

Thank god.

From your talks I thought
you're here to get married.

Well..

Are you here to get married?

My mom thinks that the kind of
family I want, I will get it here.

So, I am here.

By the way, where are you from?

A small town.

I'm sure it has some name.

You might not know.

Tell me at least.

Kannauj.

Grass of the east.
City of perfumes.

Of course, you know.

Now, I'd love to visit it.

- Let's go then.
- Sorry, baby.

I will never do that again.

It's okay.

They will spend half
of their life in this.

Quarrel and cajole each other.

They will never come
on the same page.

Their individual dreams
will remain unfulfilled.

Why do you want them
to come on the same page?

They can live together
and fulfil their own dreams.

In fact,
I think it provides support.

When my mom used to get
too tired due to work stress,

my dad used to give
her head massage.

And she'd get stress-free.

Your parents are quite sorted.
Lucky you.

My parents are separated.

You just said they've a
good understanding.

They give head massage
to each other.

It's a long story.
I will tell you some other time.

Okay, but this means
that no relationship is perfect.

Nothing is perfect in life.

I don't understand why we expect
perfection from people?

I think relationships are about
accepting the imperfections.

Your talks are beyond
my understandings.

But I liked to listen to you.

You will like it all the more,
when you will understand my talks.

We need to meet again for that.

"Everything seems changed now."

"It feels like living these
moments again."

Potato slices with added butter.

You seem to be very cool.

"Somewhere in the skies
amidst the clouds."

"Why do I smile alone?"

"Why I feel like being on
the top of the world?"

"How strange is that feeling?"

- "In a moment, everything seems new."
- Hi mom.

"This crazy heart
is not in my control."

"This crazy heart
is not in my control."

"Not in the control."

"This crazy heart.."

"This crazy heart.."

"This crazy heart.."

"This crazy heart.."

No.. no..

What I feel is, you can have
as many affairs as you want.

But after marriage,
not a single affair. Be loyal.

Same to same.

That's why I will never get married.

What about you?

I'm ready for marriage.

But before the boy,
I'd like to meet his family.

I don't want to enter into a
broken family once again.

Seriously?

Yeah, I mean it.

Even today when I recall
my mom and dad's quarrel

I get restless.

So, it's my ultimate wish is
to get married into a happy family.

So, your job is done.

I will introduce you
to my mom and dad.

They are typical Indian mom and dad.

They can't stand each other
for their smallest things.

At the same time they can't
live without each other.

Shall we go?

"I'm not the same as I was before."

"I've lost my identity."

"My heart gets restless at times."

"Wonder where I'm lost."

"It's difficult to confess
my feelings in words."

"How do I express?"

"This ambiance is making me lost."

"Moreover this moment is special."

"There's a lot to say,
but the heart seems mute."

"These crazy feelings
are difficult to hold back."

- "They are roaming carelessly."
- Mom.

- "As if they've got the wings."
- Yes.

"This crazy heart
is not in my control."

"This crazy heart
is not in my control."

"Not in the control."

"Not in the control."

"This crazy heart.."

"This crazy heart.."

"This crazy heart.."

"This crazy heart.."

After so many reminders.

You don't remember
passport's work.

I remember, mom.
I will do it tomorrow.

I will go with Yug.

Is he special?

Tell me if you've any future plans.

Mom.

I don't know.

When I'll know I will tell you.

I see. Okay bye.

What?!

All okay?

No, nothing. I was

thinking of going to Kannauj
for a few days.

Haven't met my parents
from quite a long time.

You also come along.

You can also meet them.
My mom will make flatbreads.

I've an important meeting
with the vendors.

You go.
I will join you some other day.

Hello, uncle.

Uncle.

Do you know where my
parents have gone?

Lock..

"It's not about the thinking."

"it's about the opinion."

"Life is full of
light and darkness."

Yes, tell me, Yug.

Mom, I had come home.

Where are you?
The house is locked.

Yes, I will take time.

Shall I wait outside?

No, you go inside.

Like how you entered
in your childhood.

In childhood?

I see.

But mom. I'm hungry.

Check if there's anything
in the kitchen.

- Just see.
- Okay.

- Hello, aunt.
- Hello!

Aunt, there's nobody at home, so..

There's nobody in my house as well.

Meaning?

Come in.

Yug. Stop.

Stop. Stop.

Listen.

Tell Sangeeta, I've taken
only few poppadums.

Okay?

Should have picked the pickles too.

I forgot, next time.

"No matter how learned you are,"

"you knowledge is zero
if you haven't understood love."

"Khushro.."

Dad."Without you...

Dad, when did you come?

You tell me when did you come?

I hadn't seen you from a long time.

And..

I wanted to tell you something.

Where's mom..

Mom, where were you?

Mom.

I want to tell you something.

You both are angry on me, right?

Dad. I'm really sorry, mom.

- I didn't mean that.
- It's okay, son.

Why say sorry?

Until now we were living blindly.

But you opened our eyes.

And I can't afford to get angry.

When you've somebody to cajole,

you can afford to get angry.

Since marriage,
I've been only adjusting in life.

Now, I'm used to it.

You mean to say, only you've
adjusted all these years, right?

Did I say anything to you?

- Did I?
- Hey..

You didn't tell me directly.
But that remark was on me.

You started again?

Yug, you don't interfere. What?

Whatever I say,
you will always take it on yourself.

I choose to shut up,
the moment I see you.

These days I don't even
say anything to you.

I see.

You never say anything
but my ear echoes.

Few days ago,
you didn't say anything.

But your words echoed in my ear.

- Shall I remind you?
- Yes.

You were having tea.

I forgot to give you the biscuits.

Only for that matter,
you taunted me.

- Shall I remind you that dialogue?
- Yes.

You said, your maternal family
doesn't pay for the biscuits

that you aren't giving me to eat.

Isn't that what you said?

- Dad!
- Yes, so.

There's a limit to something.

Did I say anything wrong?

One more thing. Listen.

You didn't serve me the tea.

You had literally banged
the cup on the table.

- Did I do that?
- Yes, shall I show you how?

Show me.

Wait a minute.

- Listen to me.
- Let me show you how.

Yes, please.

- Like this.
- I see.

How did I do that?
Like this?

Yes, like this.

So, this is how I banged the cup.

- What's this?
- That too piping hot tea.

Thank god, I had my pants on.

- Or else it would have burnt my leg.
- You will slip.

- It didn't burn, did it?
- No, it didn't.

But this is hurt.

- What?
- My heart.

Alright, next time
you better help yourself.

Make your own tea and have it.

Yes, I will do it happily.

- Yes.
- You won't come from there every time.

- To make tea for me.
- From where?

O God! This is a limit.

Will you stop it now?

Mom.

Where are you going?

I am not going anywhere.

Whoever wishes to go, can go.

Why would I go?

I own this house. Okay?

Sahil Brijmohan Prasad Kaushal.

You will leave this house
after the divorce.

What? Divorce?

Who's taking divorce?

- You tell him.
- You tell him.

You tell him.

You tell him.

- You tell him.
- Will you please tell me

Tell him.

We've decided to file a divorce.

Is this any kind of a joke?

Isn't it?

Yes.

Best method to teach
lesson to your son.

You got too filmy.

You can't even think about it.

Do you even know
the meaning of divorce?

Of course.

- Move up.
- Move on.

Separation.

There's no word
for divorce in Hindi.

The belief is that the family
in which a girl gets married,

she breathes her
last in the same family.

I know the meaning, mom.

Do you know the meaning
of this word divorce?

We do.

We don't want to
live with each other.

We want to breakup.

Breakup? Move on?

Are we in the college canteen?

Say double date now.

Is this a new app?

Yes, will you download?

Dad, you've crossed
that age to breakup now.

Since when the parents
are going apart?

Do you know what they are talking?

Divorce.

They want divorce.
Reason them.

I know.

So, you know.

Am I the last one to know?

Why didn't you give me a call?

You never answer calls.

Who's provoking you?

How did this thought
come to your mind?

From you.

I was quite convinced
with what you said that day.

It's important to
give space to each other.

Yes, it's absolutely important.
I agree.

But it's also possible
without divorce.

I told you to give space.
Not to escape.

Yes, but things get
easier with the divorce.

You don't feel any burden.

By default you get the privacy,
the freedom.

Everything.

- By default? Freedom?
- Yes.

Where did you learn this from?

And what sort of freedom
do you want, dad?

You spend most of your time
with uncle Aseem.

Do you want to spend
your nights there now?

Let me warn you.

Nobody will marry Reet
in this drama of yours.

Hello, brother.

Keep your fake brother love
with you.

As long as,
our parents are concerned,

I will support them.

My happiness lies in theirs.

Listen.

Parents celebrate 50th anniversary.

Do you agree?

But look at you.

There's no scope
in this relation now.

Forget about
the anniversary celebration.

Dad, by swear of your Khusrau.

Khusrau is immortal.

This isn't the first time
that you've fought, mom.

Now, things are getting clear to me.

It was marriage,

not a documented contract
for several lives.

What are you saying?

What will people say?

Why are you talking like us?

Do you support us?

I don't understand this decision.
How can I support it?

So what?

We also didn't understand
many of your decisions.

But we always supported you,
didn't we?

Forget it.

You don't worry.

I will tell Aseem
to file the papers.

There comes aunt Sheila.

You get your papers done from her.

She's such an irritating woman.

I just don't like her.

Yug.

Somebody wants to see you, bro.

Kiara.

So, you're also into ads?

He means ads.

No, I run an online artifacts store.

I see.

And where's your shop?

It's not a shop, mom.
She said online artifacts.

She is from New York.

Everything is done on
the internet in New York.

I see.

That is very good.
This is cool AF.

Who taught you this, uncle?

I'm sure it was Yug.

No. Why will he teach me anything?

I learnt it myself.

By the way,
he has zero knowledge in English.

Credit goes to Yug for whatever
little knowledge he has in English.

I do speak English, dear.

But nobody in thishouse
can understand it.

Then who should I talk to?

The walls?

I see.

- Water.
- Right. After marriage,

Right. After marriage, woman's
life takes a 360 degree turn. Isn't it?

She gets so busy.

Any outsider would think that
she's free all the time.

But they don't know it takes
equal effort in running

the house as much as it takes
in earning the livelihood.

Especially, when you don't
have a helping hand.

In that case,
when will she learn new things?

When will she study?
Am I right?

- That's true.
- Yes.

Have you completed
your studies in New York?

- Yes, bachelors in arts and designing.
- Oh. Listen.

Bachelor's life is the best life.

Enjoy it to the fullest.

Because after that, house budget,
daily bickering and job.

- Your time is lost in all this.
- Kiara, you must be tired.

Go and freshen up.

Please assist him.
I mean assist her.

See you.

This is a limit.

See you. Assistant.

Are you done
with your English? Happy?

Now, listen to me.

You always wanted to know
if I've found any partner.

- Mom.
- She's the same girl.

The one who just went inside.

- Hey..
- What are you saying, Yug?

- What.. what are you doing, dad?
- Yug.

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

- Let me meet her..
- Will you meet her in the washroom?

Hey, Yug.

When would I have told you?

You people didn't give me a chance.

You just announced divorce.

That's good, Yug.

She will have no pressure
of parents-in-law.

She's a lucky girl.

She will have her freedom.

It doesn't matter to her.

Her parents are already divorced.

She wants a family like ours.

I mean, the way our family was.

Mom, it was or it is still there?

It was.

Two breakups in one day.

Do you know any other word?

You people start anytime.

O God.

Who is fond of qawwali here?

He's quite fond of it.

Great.

Who will tell her the full story?

How did I develop this hobby?

How did I develop this hobby?

Dear, every time
she's upset with me,

I lay a mat here.

And appease her with my poetries.

Your share an amazing chemistry.

We are good at biology, too.

- Uncle, you're very funny.
- I see.

Please, sing something.

Hey, no.
He needs harmonium.

- And he has a sore throat.
- Yes.

Not at all, son.

So, don't you have a sore throat?

- "Love is in the glass of.."
- Stop. Stop.

You told her about yourself.
Now, who will tell her about me?

He just loves perfume.

So, I always make perfume for him. Yes.

After all, I am from Kannauj.

- Naturally, I will like the perfume.
- Isn't it?

Apart from the perfume,

I just love the aroma of her cooking.

Do you?

- Yes, all of us like it.
- Yes, we do.

I tell you, she makes beautiful
and erotic flatbreads.

Exotic. He means exotic.

- Exactly.
- Yes. - Dad...

Uncle, which is
your favourite perfume

from all the different
fragrances that aunt makes?

- Shall I?
- He won't be able to say it.

He says that my touch
makes the perfume

even more fragrant
than anything else in the world.

- Don't you say that?
- Yes.

In that case, I'd like to see
some perfumes made by you.

I will bring it.

See this.

It's amazing.

- Is this homemade?
- Yes.

This is her passion.

You should sell this professionally.

I've an online store.
I can help you.

This is a great idea.

Since a long time
I've been telling mom to do that.

Uncle!

I haven't lost my mind.

I mean I've lost my sense of smell.

I'm having cold.

And I've already smelled
these fragrances.

Rose, Sandal,
jasmine, marigold, periwinkle.

Kewra, Forest ghost flower,
poppy seeds..

- ..jinxed, annihilating.
- 'Nashpita'.

- 'Nashpita'?
- She means 'Nashpati', the fruit.

These days she has developed
fruit fragrance as well. Yes.

All the foreign brand
perfumes use 'shamama'(ingredient)

that is
prepared in Kannauj.

And it's prepared in dad's factory.

But in proper form.

Professionally.

We don't cook it on the stove.

We prepare it in the steam.

Professionally.

In a traditional method.

Many more perfumes
are kept upstairs.

- Would you like to see them?
- Sure.

Reet, take her upstairs. Yes sure.

Keep this here.
There are many upstairs.

Son, it's better
to tell her the truth.

Otherwise,
the day she comes to know

about our divorce,
your dream of marriage will shatter.

In a moment.

We will separate.

Undoubtedly, we will.

I will order online.

I mean, make a garden on one side.

- what?
- And parking on the other.

So, she can grow
flowers on one side.

And you can park your
car on the other side.

Yeah, that would be better.
Yes, that's good.

- Shall I serve the dinner?
- No, thanks.

I hope you like the jackfruit.

I like it a lot

- but I'm getting late now.
- Yes, mom, it's quite late.

There will be heavy traffic
on the way.

We will take your leave now.

Let me pack something
for you to eat on the way.

Don't be formal, aunt.

I felt so good to see you all.

Very few families
have such a good bonding.

- I know.
- Otherwise, today's generation..

- They move on.
- Exactly, uncle.

By the way,
the atmosphere is changing rapidly.

- In Kannauj..
- See this.

- Brother.
- Sorry.

- You broke the bottle?
- Sorry.

Never mind.

Crack was already developed.

It's just that it is broken now.

We are leaving now.
It's getting too late.

- There will be traffic. Okay bye.
- Yes, bye.

- Okay, let's go.
- Okay, bye. Okay.

Yes.

- Do visit us again.
- Nice to meet you, uncle. - Okay, dear.

Bye.

- Drive safely.
- Thank you.

Finally,
I got to smell Kannauj's perfume.

The famous one.

Kiara, I want to tell you something.

Wait, let me say what I want to.

Why everyone has
to say something before me?

Yes, say.

Your family is amazing, Yug.

For me, it's my dream family.

Uncle, aunt, Reet.

You know what I am happy about?

That it happens to be yours.

Hey, guys, come here.

Yes sir.

You remember a rule
about meritocracy, right?

Yes, sir.

So whosoever comes
with the best idea,

is the one who is
going to be leading

the 'Tellme' mobile account.

And it's creative campaigns
in the future.

Alright? Yes sir.

'Raksha bandhan' is coming close.

So see to it that we capture
the brother sister bonding.

That's the brief.

Yug!

- Sorry, sir.
- Focus, man.

You know after how much
they've liked the first ad

they're going to expect
more out of us, right?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?!

You should know that.

Come on, team, buck up.
Ideate new concepts.

And flesh out your copies asap.

Remove these lines.

How many times will you add
and delete the points?

I've to redraft everything.

Two silver glass are mine

and one is hers.

Lord Hanuman is mine.

Radha Krishna is hers.

You keep this.

FD of 2 lakh rupees is hers.

And 50,000 is mine.

Civil line house if hers.

And this old ancestral house will be mine.

And scooter and washing
machine will be mine.

You can't give
the washing machine to him.

Because you got that in dowry.

Now, tell me what to do
with the harmonium and Guitar.

I want the harmonium
to be in two pieces.

Let's divide it.

Why will she take the harmonium?

She has zero knowledge in music.

I will keep the harmonium with me.

She can take away the furniture.

But the harmonium
will remain with me.

Are you done?

Two quilts will be mine
and one will be of hers.

Two quilts..
why do you want two?

I feel cold even under the fan.

And she feels hot
even near the cooler.

Fridge will be hers
and TV will be mine.

He can't even think like that.

I will take the TV.

I had paid the installments
for one year from my savings.

And how did you save the money?

Bargained with the vegetable
vendors, milkman and grocers.

That's how I saved money
and could afford the TV.

So, TV is yours no matter what.

TV belongs to Sangeeta.

Can you see how much you're losing?

It seems you're not taking
divorce but packing dowry.

Yes, I am losing the wealth.

But I'll be getting the peace.

Now, pack your stuff
and sign these papers.

Take them.

Good night, sir.
I mean,

- Good evening, sir.
- Hey, Yug!

- You're working late?
- Yes, sir.

Good. That's good.
He's my dad.

Dad, he's Yug.

Mr. Van Gogh.

Oops, sorry,
the founder of Van Gogh.

He's the man. Because of him,

small ad selling space turned
into a big agency today.

It's all because of him.

Ever since dad has
caught the wheelchair,

he likes to visit
the office some times.

After the office hours.

To relive some moments
from his glory days.

Dad, Yug is working
on Tellme mobile.

The campaign I was
telling you about.

You know this Vincent Van Gogh
is dad's favourite painter.

Have you ever seen
this painting carefully?

Yes, sir. Of course.
I see it daily.

This is the most famous
painting of Vincent van Gogh.

The starry night.

For us, it's way more than that.

This painting is famous

because Van Gogh had made
it in his bad times.

To give himself a ray of hope.

That artist understood
the reality of that time.

Then the world got this masterpiece.

Sometimes,
things are right before our eyes.

But we just give it a glance.

We fail to feel it's depth.

Mr. Sahil Kaushal.

Mrs. Sangeeta Kaushal.

Who wants divorce at this age?

How many times did you think over
it before coming to the court?

It's the case of
mutual consent, madam.

Both want divorce.

Show me their petition papers.

Going through this..

do you mind if I approve
your divorce right away?

No.

Mr. Kaushal, court can punish
you for the accusations

Mrs. Sangeeta has levelled on you.

Do you agree with these accusations?

Madam, I'd like to know
those accusations on me.

Madam, I'm sorry to say this
in front of the court

That Mr. Sahil is characterless.

Hey?

What?

- Characterless.
- What are you saying? What?

Madam, he never even stared
at any woman.

This is a lie.

This is mentioned in your petition.

- Read further.
- Yes.

Mr. Sahil threatens
Mrs. Sangeeta to kill her.

What is she saying?

That's a lie, madam.

Sheila, this is too much.

Madam, he can never
even imagine like that

in his wildest dream.

Stop reading further.

Keep quiet.

Madam, Mr. Sahil doesn't fulfill
his moral responsibilities well.

He doesn't care about Mrs. Sangeeta.

And now he's not interested in her.

Then it's a lie.

Madam, this is true.

Earlier he used to come home
straight from the work at 6 PM.

Now, he isn't
home even by 10 PM.

As if he has only one
responsibility towards me.

To give me the household expenses.

I feel I'm just a cook in the house.

Do you have anything to say,
Mr. Sahil?

Madam, even I think the same.

I also feel that I'm just
like a pension scheme for her.

I'm helpless to be home by 10 PM.

Because now
I don't feel like going home.

I don't receive any affinity there.

If we separate,
we will live the rest of the life.

Or else, the life is just moving on.

How did you get this thinking?

My son Yug.

He told us, madam.

I was convinced with what he said.

That even after 26 years
of married life,

if we couldn't know
each other so well,

then there's no point
in living together.

There should be
some privacy in life.

Privacy?

It sounds so good, isn't it?

Imagine what will happen,
the day parents

ask for the privacy
from their children.

Are you married?

Mr. Kaushal,
how will your son know the result

of the exam for which
he has never appeared yet?

It's not our son's fault, madam.

We both felt that
we should separate now.

Mr. and Mrs. Kaushal.

I've heard your arguments
and your internal conflicts.

Now, I want you to tell me some
of your life's best moments.

I don't remember.

Strange.

Madam, when we were newly married,

he used to bring
ice-cream for us daily.

From Kidwai Nagar.

He used to drive scooter very fast
so that the ice cream wouldn't melt.

And he would start shouting
my name from the gate.

We used to enjoy the ice cream
together on our terrace.

Then the kids were born.

And he started bringing
four ice creams.

Two for us and two for the kids.

Then the kids grew up.

And there was none for us.

All for them.

Slowly,
the ice cream stopped coming.

Neither for us, nor for them.

The love also melted away
with the ice cream.

It never froze again.

I thought she was waiting
for me and not for the ice cream.

But no.

She was waiting for the ice cream.

Along with my scooter's horn

I could clearly hear
the sound of her anklets.

Wonder when that sound became low.

She was searching love
in the ice cream.

She didn't know that

ice cream was there in love.

Mr. and Mrs. Kaushal.

All the differences that
you've at this age,

and the internal conflicts.

Considering all that,
court gives you some time.

So that you can rethink over
your decision in this time.

And yes, spend this time together.

Try to recreate the past moments.

Possible that
you change your mind.

In case, you would not,

then the court will grant
this divorce on the next hearing.

Hi!

Who is it son?

- I want to..
- Who is it?

Who's it?

Mom.

- Hi, aunt.
- Hi.

- How are you, son?
- Good.

How's work?

You've come after a long time.

- Okay, mom. I will call you back.
- Okay.

Love you.

I want to talk to you.

Yes, even I want to talk to you.

But you please don't come down
on your knees and propose me.

No, I didn't mean that.
I wanted to..

No, listen to me first.

Today I told mom about us.

She's so excited that she went
to buy an engagement ring.

I've never seen her
so happy in my life.

It's all because of you
and your family.

Actually, I wanted to tell you
about my parents..

You know I also wish my mom
and dad were together.

They should have been
together at this moment.

What do you do in such a moment?

I wish if I was grown up,
I'd have stopped them.

But I was just 11.
And I felt pretty helpless.

I've two childhood memories.

One with both mom and dad.
and the one with only mom.

Of course the first one
I felt was more confident.

And I am sure even mom
and dad wanted the same.

But then they separated.

What if they were always together,

but wanted to separate now?

I'd not have let that happen.

I'd have explained my mom and dad,

the reason why they were together.

Why did they fall in love?

And I am sure, those reasons

were bigger than
the reasons for divorce.

What if they would still
not be convinced?

I'd have brought them to India.

They would have definitely got
free advice from the relatives.

If not relatives I would
have sought their friends' help.

They are the best councilors.

If friends can go to any length
to convince you for marriage,

then I am sure they
can also stop your divorce.

And then?

If they would still
not be convinced,

then I would have introduced
them to your parents.

Your parents would
definitely inspire them.

They are made for each other.

Their vibes match.

Whose? My parents?

Yeah. Uncle is like cool AF.

I need to leave now.
Sorry.

- Where?
- Kannauj.

Again?

I've left something undone.
I need to be there.

But you were going to say something.

Finally, I understood your act.

Thank you for being in my life.

You and your family are super cute.

You are super cute.

Reet, sit here. Okay.

Shall I ask you something?

Yes.

Don't you have any
complaints with me?

No, bro.

I never asked you about what you do.

What is in your mind.

What your future plans are.

You know,
that elder brother type questions.

You always kept busy so..

What happened?

Court hearing is coming close, bro.

I thought I will handle
everything but..

I'm getting blank.

I just pray that somehow
they come together.

Will everything be alright, bro?

Come here.

We will do it together.

"I'm happy that my pot is broken."

"I'll not have
to collect water anymore."

I'm free from the trouble."

I'm free from the trouble."

Dad. Leave all this.

See. I've brought ice cream
from the market.

Come, mom.
For the sake of me and bro. Please.

Come, sit.

- I'm fine here.
- Mom.

Don't worry.

Nobody can refuse
ice cream in this house.

- Take this.
- Take it.

Come on.

- You take it.
- Son, this ice cream is a past tale.

"Be it aged house,
or lovers settlement."

"Once if I've stopped venturing
in those lanes.."

"I've never looked back."

"What is left behind,
is left behind forever."

This is not done, dad.

I've also changed my habits.

So, forget about eating
the ice cream, Yug.

Hey..

Why do you want liquor?

I've brought you ice cream. See.

This is almond flavour
and this is saffron with pistachio.

Who will eat it?

Do one thing.

Dad, look there.

Mom.

What's there to laugh?

I can see only the roses.

They didn't show me the thorns.

I can only see the thorns.

Which are pricking me, now.

- Mom.
- How you see the world,

the world appears to you
in the same way.

"I'm free from the trouble."

Mom. Mom, where are you going?

To Sheila's place.
I was fine there.

Sit with us, please.

Sit with whom?

The one, who's not even present?

Don't follow me, Reet.

If life could rewind
just like this cassette,

then everything would be fine.

- The fire-rounds are over.
- Dad.

- Now, I'm bachelor.
- Dad, please. Bro, take him inside.

Your face resembles your grandpa.

There's nobody to caress me
in this house.

I've to do it myself.

Please caress my head.

"These golden moments are lost"

"How do I cherish them"?

"The colourful myriad of beautiful moments"

"Are scattering all over"

"Have written on the threshold"

"Sweet love talks"

"Hope it doesn't get erased"

"The coy uneasy night"

"The lost moments"

Mr. Kaushal,
the factory is making losses.

There's no demand of real perfume
at Chinese scents.

What do they pack?

Only the air.

That loses the fragrance
in just few hours.

We must give a tough competition
to this imported product.

But looking at the accounts, I
doubt if we can sustain any longer.

People are habitual of
the artificial things.

We must do something.

Come and see me in the office.

- Okay?
- Yes, sir.

This is your frame.

It looks new now. Isn't it?

Dad, why don't you start afresh?

That's what I am doing, dear.

I'm sure thing will be much better
than what it is now.

I'm tired, Yug.

- I want to end all this now.
- So, come to Noida with me.

For a change. Your perfume
business will settle there.

Dad, shall I quit my NGO job

and come to stay with both of you?

I see. And then?

Kiara will also be there.

How's she?

I will also convince brother

to come and stay
with us on every weekend.

- Okay, what more?
- Dad!

Dad, I had thought a lot
before leaving from home.

But after coming here
I fail to understand

what to say to you, what I should
do to convince you?

You need not say
or do anything, my dear.

Don't worry, Yug.
Things will get better with time.

She will also understand with time.

If you want to give up something,

then stop being adamant
on bringing us together.

Give it to me.

It won't be proper.

You're very bad at it.

Hey Mr.Kaushalji.

Uncle, I'm like your son, right?

I know you had scolded dad for me,
when I was a kid.

Do you remember?

So scold him even today.

Reason him. Please.

Sahil won't be convinced.

He opens up to me very frankly.

It's no use.

Aunt.

Please, withdraw this case.

What are you saying?

I had started this case for Sangeeta,
how can I withdraw it?

Try and understand.

If you win, it will be mom's loss.

- Please..
- But..

What do we do now?

She is right, son.

What do we do in
just one week's time?

Sahil's life is filled
with bitterness now.

And hatred.

I don't understand
how we will convince him.

Same is the condition of Sangeeta.

Take the name of the harmonium

and her own harmony gets imbalanced.

And Sahil is so fed up
with the perfume now.

He's thinking of changing the job.

This is their problem.

They couldn't follow their passion

for the family responsibility.

Their dreams were buried
under the responsibility.

That's why they remain
irritated all the time.

Is there any solution?

I've an idea.

- What is it?
- What is it?

Sangeeta.

Now, it's time to start
marketing this perfume.

Now, the entire city
will know their talent.

When people will know their talent,

then they will understand what they
had failed to understand.

Did you get my point?
Because I didn't.

- But I did.
- See this. Yes I got it.

This way.

This way? Thanks.

Crap.

God save me.

Saved.

Yes, poster will fit in
one meter over here.

Hi, Kiara.

You?!

No, he will be busy.

Our tell me mobile
campaign has been cracked.

- Exactly.
- So, he must be busy in that.

And you know he's
a hard-working guy.

- Very focused. Right?
- Yeah, I just pray that hard work pays.

Absolutely. I've no objection
with his hard work.

But he should at least call
up his friends.

He doesn't receive my calls.

- There's a shower..
- Aseem.

My boss is at the shop that
sells rotten smell perfumes.

Sahil, you're too much.

Mark my words, he will faint,

the moment he takes the smell
of Sangeeta's perfume.

Come on. You..

- Isn't it good?
- Amazing.

Mr. Kaushal.

Come here.

Yes, sir.

You never told me that
such good quality perfume

is being prepared at your home.

I will deduct your salary for this.

Do not say a word, just listen.

- Understand the costing from her.
- Okay.

Prepare a cost-sheet.

Understand the production
and report to me.

She has done wonders in cooking
and gardening techniques.

I was in search of such perfume,

which is economical and unique.

- Mrs. Sangeeta.
- Yes.

Factory is mine
and formula will be yours.

Whatever the name you suggest
for this perfume will be final.

Do you want me to name
it Sangeeta perfumes?

No.

Do bring her to the office.

Alright.

- Wow!
- What has happened?

Where are you?
Come fast.

- Come fast.
- Pappu.

Thank you for coming.

It's a big day for dad.

No need to thank, Yug.

I'll also be happy if somebody
from our city prospers.

I will personally
cover today's show.

- Okay?
- Thank you.

Is all well?

I don't want to sing.

- What are you saying?
- I said I don't want to sing.

You're too much.

- I won't sing.
- Mr. Aseem.

Hey, you?!

- How are you, Pappu?
- I am good.

How's your preparation?

You just watch.
We will rock the stage.

All the best.

Your performance
will be live in ten cities.

Did you hear this?

And yes, after today's show,

I will take all your future
shows' bookings

Oh my God!
Do you hear this?

Our shows are booked.

You took a right step,

to call me here.

Thank you, uncle.

- You're doing a good job, son.
- Thank you.

Carry on.

You just watch
our performance today.

- I will get ready.
- Go on. Let's go, brother.

- Let's go on the stage.
- Hey.

Come on, man.
I'm fed up of your mood swings.

"Do not ignore my helplessness,"

"by turning away
and badmouthing it."

"Do not ignore and badmouth."

"Do not ignore and badmouth."

"Without gazing.."

"Without gazing at my beloved,"

"how would I pass the dark night?"

"how would I pass the dark night?"

"Do not ignore my helplessness,"

"by turning away
and badmouthing it."

"Do not ignore and badmouth."

"My beloved.."

"My beloved doesn't value me,"

"how would I pass the dark night?"

"how would I pass the dark night?"

I must appreciate.
He has the spark.

Sahil is actually singing so well.

So you changed the side?

You are my friend I guess.

I am your friend,
that's why I am with you.

You know my husband has gone
to Canada five years ago.

He hasn't returned since then.

I know he won't return.

He says that he has lost
interest from Kannauj.

But the fact is that
he has lost interest in me.

You're lucky that you've
somebody to fight with.

I long to listen
to somebody in the house.

"These are the false hopes."

"Far away from the reality."

"I'm tired of this double
standard society's habits."

"Their lips never sync
with what their heart say."

"Cuz I've always read the eyes."

"My beloved doesn't value me,"

"how would I pass the dark night?"

"Till there's life there's hope."

"Never lose hope."

"It's difficult to safeguard
the orchard in this storm."

"Every problem has a solution."

"Maintain every relation
from your heart."

"It's easy to advice,
but difficult to put it in practice."

"Try and make an attempt
from your end."

"We all are with you."

"Those betrayed by the moon,"

"can't count on the fireflies?"

"You're the caretaker
of your own garden."

"Take care of your birds."

"Spring will return one day.
Wait patiently."

"Every night came to an end
with the dawn."

"Do not fear the darkness."

"Keep walking and you
will reach your destination."

"Never give up in life."

"It's a simple motto of life."

"If the hearts unite, the smile
will return on the lips."

"Trust yourself."

"And the world will follow you."

"Do not ignore my helplessness,"

"by turning away
and badmouthing it."

Madam, I don't want divorce.

Can you see how
he's shaking his leg?

He does this only when
he fears losing something.

Yug's words made me rethink.

As to what we are doing and why.

We are from the generation,

that grab ears
and make children straight.

If we become goofy..

How did you come?

Yug didn't inform me
about your arrival.

Good you're here.

Had you come little early,

you could have heard him singing.

He was singing for me.

Isn't it?

Uncle! Aunt! You should
have told me at least once.

Please, I know you are separating.

Yug, you hid such
a big matter from me?

- Kiara I feared..
- What did you fear?

What will I do?

You didn't count on me.

Kiara, honestly I had felt that
I can correct everything.

I tried my best but..

But after a long time
I saw you happy today.

You look so young.
So good.

Today I realize that
my thinking was wrong.

I was needlessly forcing
you to stay together.

I'd be happy
to see you both together.

But this isn't about my happiness.

It's about your happiness.

And it's more important.

You want divorce, right?
Go for it.

Both of us will support you.

Because nobody's feelings
matter in this situation

except both of yours.

You know what?
Mom makes perfume.

She wanted to make that
all her life but she couldn't.

Because she was busy
making her family.

Dad wanted to become a singer.

But he chose to be an accountant,
so as to finance our education.

Even then they were happy.

They were very happy. Right, Reet?

Weren't they happy?

Then..

Their passion cannot be blamed
for their fights.

Never.

Rather blame the silence
and loneliness

that we had left behind once
we grew up.

Reet, we stepped out of the house.

And we thought
we can be their parents.

Dad, you should have
given me a tight slap.

Our generation gives more importance

to the wi-fi connection
over family connection.

Our 3G, 4G, 5G will go on and on.

You please save your
landline connection.

Why do you cry?

I will also keep one line connected.

Because now it's my responsibility

Kiara, I am sorry.

Now, even my parents will divorce.

I am guessing that this is the end
of our relationship.

I am sorry.

Do you remember what I had told you?

Relationships are about
accepting the imperfections.

Yes, I wanted a family.

With whom I can live happily
under the same roof.

It is not possible here.

But that's okay.

I'm happy that you didn't give up.

At least you tried.

Just that you shouldn't have
hid all this from me.

We accepted our children's ideology

but forgot our own reality.

It's not that divorce
is wrong for everybody.

But our relation was at a point,

where we needed to hold each other

tightly than to escape.

What was behind all these
years of hardship and dedication

that we invested in this relation?

Nothing but love.

And we forgot that love?

Only reading your partner's
emotions is not love.

Rather sharing those emotions
with each other is called love.

He may or may not share his emotions

but I will speak my truth.

I don't want to stay
away from this family.

Because he wasn't just an
accountant or a singer for me.

He was my life partner.

Now, if he wants to stand with me

to strengthen this relation
then he should stop shaking his leg.

And share his emotions.

Because we may separate on paper.

But we aren't separated by hearts.

That's what I feel.

Mom, we need to
tell this to Yug, too.

Maybe Kiara and Yug
have left for Noida.

Has he?
Has he gone?

After many years, he had
returned home all by his heart.

Madam.

Can I go?

I want to tell my son
that I've changed my decision.

May I?

Yes, please. Go.

Okay, Thank you.

Ma'am, even I want to say something.

Go ahead.

Not to you.

To my wife, in person.

Can I go?

- Sure.
- Thanks.

It's not getting connected.

Aunt, we both are trying his number.
How can it connect?

Try again. Yes, trying mom.

Rickshaw. Stop, stop.

Stop. Listen.

Take us on Noida road, new Delhi.

Stop arguing. Move it.

Hop in.

"This is the game of time."

Get in.

- "Keep moving on, man."
- Brother, please come back.

Don't ask questions, just come back.

Will reach on time.

How much will you make me run, Yug?

Hey.

I wanted to give
these bangles to you

on the very first
day of our meeting.

But he stopped me.

You made a mistake by asking him.

I feel I've met my son today.

Otherwise, every time I felt

that a new guest has arrived
from the city.

On every visit I used
to meet my parents.

Parents had never changed, son.

Sorry, dad.

I had become such a featherbrained.

Sometimes you've to go far away

to achieve your goal.

That doesn't mean you've
distanced your akin.

Don't you want to say anything?

Now, there's nothing to say,
Sangeeta.

Now, we just have to live together.

Lovingly.

With each other.

I'm incomplete without you,
Sangeeta.

If music beats in my heart.

Then you're my soul.

Now, that the love is back
in our life.

We will never ever let it go.

"It's the game of love, Khusrau."

"I'm playing with my beloved."

"If I win, he will become mine."

"If lose I will become his."

Artists always speak the truth.

- What?!
- Nothing, carry on.

She's my wife.

Yes. We know.

Cool. Yes, cool.

God may have the
control of our life.

But relations..

They are always in our control.

We might not lose this control.

We might not hurt any of our akin.

Fun lies in maintaining
the relations.

Not in forgetting them.

It brings positivity in the house.

It makes the house lively.

These are the relations.

You will understand
them in installments.

Sometimes as delicious as ice cream.

Sometimes as strong as the tea.

Whatsoever...

After all, they are the relations.

And these relations
keep us connected.

Tell me mobile.

Stay connected.

Thank you.

"Oh Khusrau, the river of love"

"Runs in strange directions"

"One who jumps into it drowns"

"One who drowns get across"