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Presenting my semi-modern Kalyani Residence.

Age, 103 years.

Location, Delhi.

Three generations live in this house.

All three have different reasons to have good mornings.

One whose mornings begin with chanting the name of Lord Krishna,

is my old-school sweet-strict grandma, Kalyani Devi.

Let me introduce you.

Meet. Colonel Veer Sharma.

My father.

Though he's retired from the army,

he never misses his target.

And this is me.

Tall, fair, sexy, loveable, handsome, desi boy Chirag.

Not him.

Over here.

My mornings are spent among these beautiful people.

They remind me

that life is an ocean of hardships.

But when you have people on your side,

you can always throw a pool party.

Have more butter, mom.

Or people will say Veer doesn't look after his mom.

Since when did you start caring about what people said.

Radhe-Radhe, papa.

Radhe-Radhe, grandma.

God bless you, son.

You won't become shorter if you bend a little more.

Touch her feet correctly.

Radhe-Radhe, grandma.

Son, bending over helps keep your back and knees flexible.

Is it?

Then you should touch my feet, grandma.

Because your knees and back are always stiff.

Mom, he'll never understand your wisdom.

Get him married.

And watch.

He will be literally prostrating in front of his in-laws.

"Hello, mom. Hello, dad."

I can even prostrate before you, grandma.

If you find my type of a suitor.

What is your type?

Someone who plays Honey Singh's rap music every morning.

And even makes you sway to it along with me.

- Idiot. - And someone who likes

to spend money instead of saving it.

Right, dad.

No jokes.

Someone who doesn't know how

to cook or look after the family.

- Right? - Right.

What?

I see...so you two are a team.

Grandma...

I didn't do anything.

Mornings in Kalyani Residence

begin with such sweet arguments and laughter.

Where the grandma is worried about her grandson's marriage.

Son worried about his mother's health.

And me...

I am worried about my family's happiness.

How much longer?

Hello, uncle.

Hello, Chirag.

You idiot!

Make it rounder.

It's a wedding, not a funeral.

How about now, brother?

Yes. Amazing.

Now make sure all the others are like this.

Or uncle will pay in instalments,

on the 32nd of every month.

32nd?

Right, uncle.

Absolutely.

Hello, father.

Only a few lucky ones have children like you.

What ever.

Because all parents work hard alike.

It's normal with him.

Right, son.

See you, uncle.

Okay bye.

Do it properly.

What are you doing? Hurry up.

I am, sir.

It's a time to celebrate,

and your father is brooding.

In a love marriage, you only get the girl.

My father had dreams of a TV, fridge and an expensive car.

Why?

Has he lost hope in you

that he has to depend on someone else?

Leave it, bro. You know how it is.

I mean with my father.

Right.

Your father wouldn't waste a cup of tea with a fly in it.

Think about the meeting.

Have faith in your bro.

He will handle it.

Okay.

I don't think he can make it.

Looks impossible.

No chance, sir.

Bhatia, what looks impossible to you,

I will make it possible.

Watch.

What a shot, sir.

Fantastic. Amazing.

I have sworn never to make a bet with Mr. Sharma again.

Until the day the Indian tricolour flag wasn't hoisted

on Mt Everest, it seemed like an impossible climb.

Gentlemen.

When you get rid of impossible

from your vocabulary and think it's possible,

life will become easier.

Great, sir. Very well said.

I've a question.

Why aren't you coming to Manali with us?

Please, no.

Last time, you guys left me alone in the room in Kerala.

And went sightseeing with your wives.

No, no, that's wrong.

We all played Antakshari that night together.

Did you sing any song on friendship?

We've to return to our wives after Antakshari.

We cannot take the risk of angering them.

I am lucky.

I got over this fear 20 years ago.

Please come, sir.

No.

I've to take my mother on a pilgrimage.

What?

Mom says after turning 60,

the more you think of God,

the lesser punishment you will receive.

Let's think about punishment in heaven,

let's have some fun down here first.

The best underwear...

Cool Underwear.

Every underwear has a story.

Be it winter, summer or monsoon,

Cool Underwear elastic

never lets you down.

How is Cool Underwear better than the rest?

Cool Underwear is not just any underwear.

It's a doctor on call.

Do you see these tiny holes?

It's called a hydro-oxy purifier.

Those who wear Cool Underwear,

have 80% higher fertility count than the rest.

And Kool Underwear gives us the energy

to stay active 24/7.

And most important,

Kool Underwear is 100% smell-proof and soundproof.

So you can quietly and easily... release (fart).

And no one will know.

Not just in India alone,

but it is approved and prescribed by US doctors as well.

And their motto is, "If the underwear is right,

the future is bright".

- "Bright!" - Impressive.

Thank you.

I am the best. I am the best.

Yes.

- I met Khurrana. - I see.

He was complaining about you.

You see, Mr. Sharma.

Pills are effective only until man has gusto.

As for Khurrna,

he's turned 60 now.

Illnesses will catch up to him sooner or later.

He is not sick.

I heard his wife won't entertain him.

I heard his silencer works on silent mode.

What are you saying, Mr. Sharma?

Khurrana is trying to drive at this age.

Why would he be embarrassed in driving his own car?

You should be ashamed.

Why?

Because you keep tossing and turning

in your bed all night.

Mr. Sharma, would you prefer

an injection or whiskey.

Whiskey.

- No, no, - Why?

The bride's family is coming over tomorrow to meet Chirag.

Yes.

If they say yes,

we'll drink the entire bottle.

-Done? -Done.

Cheers. Cheers. Cheers.

Grandma.

We found them on Bharat Matrimony.

Mister, hope you didn't have any trouble getting here.

Nothing special.

Actually, the map wasn't willing

to give us the directions to your house.

Chirag, find out who this map is

and who doesn't know the directions to Kalyani's residence.

Mom, he means the maps on the phone,

which gives us directions.

I see.

- Richa. - Yes.

If you want to ask Chirag any questions, then do it now.

Because, once you two are married,

we are strangers.

Please, uncle.

These startup guys won't give a presentation in front of us.

Chirag, why don't you take Richa to the terrace.

Son-in-law is absolutely right.

Richa, since you're going to the terrace,

you can also pick a nice spot

to dry your clothes and papad.

Shall we?

Go on, dear. Go.

Uncle said you have a garment startup.

The boy has a startup worth millions.

Right, Veer.

My uncle is the marketing head of Haldiram.

So we get to taste new sweets every day.

Even you can get new samples every day after marriage.

Samples?

I loved dressing up since childhood.

Your mom helped you put them on, right?

- My mom? - Veer.

What is she talking about?

Well, mom...

But what will you do with so many samples?

I'll wear it for you every day.

Okay.

I'll show it to my relatives and friends.

After all, people buy what they see.

I see.

Well, any relative will think in the interest of their relative.

So, even I have thought of wearing it.

- Why not? - Yes, absolutely.

Wow...

Guess you never wore it till now.

So this is our terrace.

How is it?

- Wow. - Nice, isn't it?

Eww...so many underwears?

Currently, my company manufactures underwear for men.

But soon, we'll be starting a women's collection as well.

After that, you can get a new sample every day.

- Underwear? - Garment.

Mom!

Mom!

Dad!

Does dad also want to see the terrace?

Let's go, dear.

Bunch of liars, all of them.

We're not that desperate

to get our daughter married to an underwear seller.

Okay, leave.

You have no shame in wearing an underwear.

But you can't have any relationship with someone who sells it.

We sell underwear, not poison.

Right.

Unbelievable.

Son. Send them four dozen underwear for free.

Yes, of course. I'll send them samples.

Okay, fine. I'll be there in five minutes.

Yes.

Okay, bye.

What's wrong with Kalyani?

Why does she look so distressed?

What happened?

I thought I'll see you get married this winter.

But I don't know what is the Lord punishing me for?

The Lord isn't punishing you, Kalyani.

The Lord has chosen my Radha already.

So he's saving me from these Gopis.

- Yes. - Don't worry.

If there is a match made for me,

she will reveal herself someday.

Believe me.

It's true.

Yes, my son.

It's right.

My dear groom, keep this.

What are you doing?

Someone might see...

You will need it.

- You baboon. - Yes.

How did you find this beauty?

When your luck is shining,

it's easy to find such beauty.

- So did I. - Yes this is love marriage.

Stop.

Who is this beautiful lady?

What is this?

Divorce papers.

I told you not to show your face before the wedding.

- What is this? - ST papers.

ST? What is ST?

'Shaadi Tax.'

Similar to Income Tax.

Right.

So, 'Shaadi Tax' has rules and regulations.

Obviously, they do.

- What are you doing? - Yes.

So, rule number one.

After the wedding,

my friend won't cook or clean.

She is your wife, not your maid.

Rule number two,

if you drink, smoke or party after marriage,

you will not stop my friend from doing the same.

Equal rights.

- Right? - Right.

Wrong... Right...

Rule number three and most important.

Your love and ATM pin will belong only to my friend.

And you can have her love.

But not her ATM pin.

What condition is this?

I don't accept this condition.

Hello.

You don't have a choice.

And if you don't accept the conditions,

then no problem.

I will take the groom and go back.

Because many are willing to pay this tax.

- I...think... - Okay? Bye.

Let me think and...

Hello, listen. Beautiful lady.

I accept!

"Let me go home, let go of my arm."

"Let me go home, let go of my arm."

"Let me go home, let go of my arm."

"Let me go home..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Chilling down your alley, trying to kill time."

"Come now... waiting to get a glimpse of you."

"Your diamond earrings,"

"set the stage on fire when it shines."

"Come now... waiting to get a glimpse of you."

"Innocent face, but your heart's a fake."

"Sentimental are your words."

"I will not fall for your tricks."

"No, I won't fall for them."

"Punjabi boys like to revel with flair,"

"Get drunk and make loud noises that fill the air,"

"Punjabi boys like to revel with flair,"

"Get drunk and make loud noises that fill the air,"

"They like to dance until the ground trembles, I swear."

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Chasing after every girl,"

"trying your luck."

"Day and night to me, you only lie-lie-lie."

"Enough of your hi-fi."

"Let's connect like wi-fi."

"I'll take you out for a ride."

"Always following me around."

"Staring from top to bottom."

"I will not fall for your tricks."

"Punjabi boys like to revel with flair,"

"Get drunk and make loud noises that fill the air,"

"Punjabi boys like to revel with flair,"

"Get drunk and make loud noises that fill the air,"

"They like to dance until the ground trembles, I swear."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

- "Punjabi boys..." - "Three, two, one!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Let me go home, let go of my arm."

"Let me go home, let go of my arm."

"Let me go home,

And then Krishna played his flute day and night

until Radha wasn't lost in Krishna. Radhe-Radhe.

Radhe-Radhe. Radhe-Radhe.

Aunt, when did you arrive?

- Radhe-Radhe. - Radhe-Radhe.

Dinesh is getting married.

Wow. Ultimate.

Mom.

She works with Dinesh at his office.

Fantastic.

She looks ultimate.

What is her name?

Neha.

Neha.

Agarwal.

- Agarwal. - Amazing.

Aunt, she looks a bit taller than Dinesh.

- Doesn't she? - She can clean the fans in Diwali.

Omi, is there a shortage of girls in Pandits?

That you are letting someone from a different community in your family?

Grandma, these are modern times.

The girl should be decent.

Who cares about caste and community?

You are absolutely right.

Only old folks like us care about the community.

And who pays attention to old folks like us?

Mom...Dinesh wants to marry only her.

Omi.

A boy who threatens his family for a girl he recently met,

shouldn't have any importance at all.

Caste and community is a person's identity.

And a person without

identity has no status.

Mom.

Have your tea, aunty.

Give me poison instead.

What is this nonsense?

Pay up, sis.

- We're getting late. - I told you to take another route.

- Go, and sort this out. - You'll have to give us something.

- You'll be stuck here, if you don't pay us. - Let him sit on the horse.

Madam, this is a road, not a racing track,

and you think you are Lady Schumacher.

And this is a bike, not your brain,

that you are treading slowly.

Female drives should be banned.

They don't know how to drive or park.

Hello.

Thanks to some female drivers, useless people like you

are racing your vehicles in this world.

Mister. What's going on?

Some sort of accident up ahead.

She is talking too much.

First, you make a mistake, then you blame us.

Call the police.

Call the police.

Go ahead and call the police.

- You think you can say anything you like. - Even I will record you guys.

The people of this nation deserve to see it live,

how a lone woman is being tortured in the capital of this city.

- Switch it off! - Come on. Say something.

Come on. What are you scared of now?

Switch it off! Switch it off!

I can't drive. I can't park.

Say it.

Why are you hiding your face now? Say it.

Yes. You are thinking absolutely correct.

This is definitely love at first sight

but for the second time.

Veer?

Meneka?

Their friendship began on their terrace.

Their friendship turned into romance in school.

By the time they were in college,

their love had reached final stage.

Everything was going smoothly until

Kalyani Devi learned about their love.

And caste, community, and blasphemy became hurdles in their way.

Because Meneka was a Punjabi,

and we were Pandits.

vegetarian

And while trying to clean up this mess,

Kalyani Devil had to spend a few days in the hospital.

Meneka in the police station.

And a few months later,

my father was married off to my mother.

I still can't believe it, Veer.

Weren't you in Punjab?

I returned to Delhi a couple of years ago.

Opened a salon close by.

Wait a second.

One in Punjab

and the new one in Delhi.

Now, I own two salons.

Independent businesswoman.

You haven't changed one bit.

And you?

From Veer, you became Colonel Veer Sharma.

But I must tell you, you haven't changed at all.

You still look as tough and handsome as before.

You haven't changed either.

You're as beautiful as ever.

Thank you.

But your habit of getting into fights hasn't changed.

Can I ask you a question?

- Kalyani Devi... - Is still alive.

She is safe and sound.

She hasn't changed either.

My way or highway.

I think she should have joined the army.

If she had joined the army,

her rule would have been shoot first and talk later.

And...how is Amrita?

She is no more.

I am so sorry, Veer.

I have two children.

A boy and a girl.

What about your family?

Well...

I am a single mother.

Wow.

Hello.

Where are you, Meneka?

Your clients are waiting.

When are you coming?

I am on my way.

Met an old friend.

- Okay, come soon. - Bye.

I have to go.

Who was that?

Sunita, my friend.

I'll see you then.

Can I call you?

You will need an appointment.

Done.

- I'll see you. - Okay.

Bye.

It's so soft. You'll feel like you haven't worn anything.

- User friendly. - Hi.

Hi. Hello everyone.

- Hello, ma'am. - Sorry, guys. I am late.

He's Mr. Chirag from Cool Underwear.

And she is our marketing head, Ms. Devika.

Hi.

Hi.

- Marketing? - Head.

Chirag, right?

You may start now.

Start?

Sure.

Start.

This is for you.

I mean for your company.

All of us wear it.

Every day.

He wears it.

I wear it.

And...I am sure all of you do.

What is he saying?

- What is he talking about? - Look, Mr. Chirag,

I don't have much time.

Just tell me one simple thing.

Why should I buy your underwear?

Because...

Because it's a lifelong companion.

Lifelong companion?

Really?

Several others claim the same thing.

But what's the guarantee that it will stay lifelong.

Madam, even God doesn't give a guarantee of his own people.

Minister of their promises, and mothers of their children.

But with your support...

With your support, we can last a lifetime.

And...what will I get in exchange?

Love, care,

commitment.

How does underwear...

give love care and commitment?

You do, madam.

Be it winter or summer, at home or outside,

Cool Underwear will make you feel comfortable 24/7.

Because making you happy is my responsibility.

Your responsibility?

I mean my product's responsibility.

Interesting, Mr. Cool.

Thank you.

Enough said about your marketing skills.

But your flirting skills are outstanding.

Amazing. Beautiful.

- Sir, your coffee. - We almost got screwed.

True that.

- We almost got screwed. - Your attitude sometime back

compared to your lowly action that other day...

Are not much different.

Oh...that.

That wasn't me.

Do you have a twin brother?

No, that was me.

But not me.

That wasn't you.

But it was you.

Who are you now?

Look, madam. It's pretty simple.

That night my friends mixed alcohol in my juice.

For a guy who's never had a Breezer

if he has an entire bottle,

he'll think he's the PM of the nation.

Ohh...I was wondering...

Don't think too hard that I feel embarrassed.

So the guy I saw the other night,

can I meet him again?

No. Never.

In that case,

I want to see, how can I get love,

care and commitment from an underwear?

Absolutely.

See you.

And, by the way.

You got the deal.

Yes. Ultimate.

Amazing.

Love, care, commitment.

You got us a lifetime deal.

Get lost.

- You good. Comfortable? - Hello. Come over here.

Coming. One second.

I need to pick three cards.

- Come now. - Let me do my job.

- It will only take one minute. - I'll be right back.

Okay, here.

One, two, three.

- Okay? - Okay.

All is well.

Wow, girl.

One second.

I vaguely understand why you are drawing these cards.

Yeah, so?

Anything special?

Hey...sweetheart.

Special is the man who has graced your present from your past.

You haven't drawn such cards in past 25 years.

And look at this. Your future.

Don't let him go.

What are you thinking?

It's been 25 years.

Took me 30 years.

Let's go.

Thank you.

Years later I had the same fun.

Thank you.

Years later you made that same Veer again.

Drive.

Let's go.

Here you go.

You must try the food here.

It's amazing.... Here you go.

Ultimate. Thank you.

By the way, Mr. Cool.

According to the deal you go,

you can afford a dinner in a 5-star hotel.

Of course.

I could afford it.

I wouldn't get the same feeling there.

And you get that feeling here?

Of course.

Under the moonlight, in Chandni Chowk,

sitting in Parathe Wale Alley,

while watching the India-Australia match,

the fun that you get eating uncle Sukhi's fresh pancakes in butter,

isn't the same as fat-free pancakes in 5-star hotels.

Another one by Virat.

Number one.

And this is your cottage cheese pancakes.

- Thank you. - Welcome.

Try this.

Oh, God. Too many calories.

Absolutely not. Try it.

- Sure? - Yes,

try it and then tell me.

Yum.

This...

This feeling doesn't come in 5-star.

Being in Delhi you've never been to Chandni Chowk.

It's a serious crime.

Because I am not from Delhi. I am from Chandigarh.

Moved here a couple of years ago.

No wonder.

But now I feel...

What do you feel?

My idea of moving to Delhi was right.

By the way, Mr. Cool.

Yes, Ms. Hot.

Can you cook as well as you can talk?

Hello, madam.

I am the master chef in my house.

I see.

From switching on the gas to keeping cooked food in the fridge,

- I can do everything. - Wow.

I can even boil noodles.

And your mom.

What does she do?

Mom tells me the amount of oil and salt required

tells me from above.

- What happened? - My cab is here.

Too soon, huh.

Thank you for coming.

Hey, Mr. Cool.

Punjabis like those who feed you,

not those who say thank you.

And I think

you can afford tomorrow's dinner as well.

Because even I got the feel here.

Bye, Mr. Cool.

Ultimate.

Bye.

Goodnight.

Punjabi?

Kalyani?

Is there any shortage of girls in Pandits,

that you are chasing after this Punjabi?

But...

"I am Vishnu among Adityas."

Sharma from UP

She must cook well.

Kaushik from Haryana.

Government teacher.

But children need to be educated as well.

And she is Chaturvedi.

The all-knowledgeable dentist.

Who do you want to marry?

Look.

Grandma.

What is wrong with marrying in a different cast?

Exactly like jumping off a cliff.

Grandma.

Marrying in a different community,

there is no similarity in traditions or food habits.

And to top it all.

A stranger's blanket always stinks.

Radhe-Radhe.

Grandma.

Lord Krishna was a Yadav.

And His wife Rukmani was a Thakur.

And His 16,000 queens

couldn't be from the same caste.

You're out of your mind.

The caste system was made by humans, not God.

So if it wasn't created by God, Kalyani,

then why are we wasting our time in believing in it?

Right, grandma?

Radhe-Radhe.

I think his planets are wrongly aligned.

Mutton dressed as lamb.

Who are you talking about?

Sush is dating a boy 15 years younger than her.

Imagine that.

So what?

Even men date women half their age.

I think it's cool.

What's the big deal?

Hello.

The hair colour I got from you last week,

didn't last even four days.

You said it's the best colour in the market.

If you two love your hair, then stop coming here.

She doesn't know anything.

She is a fraud. Fraud.

Return my money.

Return the money or I will post it on social media right now.

Good God. Very bad manners.

Isn't she speaking too much?

Why wouldn't she?

She is Meneka's product after all.

Huh? Her daughter?

Yes.

I see.

Mom. I get only one Sunday to have lunch with you.

And you're working.

Sorry, child.

The groom's family is coming to see Sonali.

That's why I requested your mom.

Meneka, when are you getting her married?

I let her take that headache.

Whoever she chooses and wherever she chooses.

So, dear, what's the plan?

You know, aunt, good guys are hard to find these days.

You are absolutely right.

Youth dries up pretty soon.

Listen, you can take a couple of honeymoons without the wedding.

Listen, Tinder is visited by females

who want a honeymoon without marriage.

- Oh, please... - Just hear me out.

Someday you will find the right guy to marry.

Until then hold someone's hand and have fun.

- But your logic is right. - Isn't it?

True.

What advice are you giving her?

Nothing, mom.

Aunty was saying,

observing fast for 16 Mondays helps find a better husband.

You get jack squat.

Even I observed these fasts.

But I got a fool instead.

Fast she says.

What does the boy do?

Which boy?

The glow on your face tells me

someone's entered your life.

Tell me his name, what does he do,

where does he live. Tell me something.

He's in marketing.

But it's not like you think.

If it's not like I think,

then you would have finished your pasta in 30 minutes.

Look at me. I am almost done.

- Should I get something else, ma'am? - Yeah, surely.

Actually, get me a cheesecake, please.

Sure, ma'am. Something for you?

Nothing for ma'am.

She's in love.

- Okay. - And one doesn't feel hungry in love.

Right.

Oh, sorry.

- Thank you. - Mom,

you never miss a chance to embarrass me.

Okay, fine. Tell me.

No secrets from mom.

If I tell you about the boy, you will invite him for tea.

And you will discuss our wedding before he finishes his tea.

And then you will decide our honeymoon destination.

And also decide the names of our children before he leaves.

So true.

See, I know you so well.

You know you're my life.

I know that, mom.

You know I want the best for you.

I love you, my baby.

Love you too.

Well, let's have some dessert.

Cheesecake.

I think I should drink today.

Please, no.

Otherwise, you'll think you are the PM of the nation again.

Fresh lime soda, boss.

Well, I'll just go to the washroom.

Yeah, but...

- come soon. - Yeah.

Listen, this is not our scene.

Please.

Listen, please. Let's go from here.

What happened?

- What happened? - There is a girl in that cage.

Veer, you also...

- Oh my, God. - What are you guys doing?

- Please. - Sorry.

- It's okay. - It's okay?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

I'll go dry this in the washroom.

Yes, okay.

This way. I'll be back.

- Cheer. - Cheers.

Hi.

Mom.

Devika.

Dad.

You here?

What are you doing here?

The owner of this club is my friend.

I came here to sort out a security problem.

I see.

Wait a second.

What are you doing here?

It's my friend's birthday today.

The guy from marketing?

I had a client meeting.

At 11 o'clock in the night,

you're marketing for your underwear?

But, mom, what are you doing here?

He wanted a dealership in partnership.

Well...there's a kitty party next week.

So...I was checking out the place.

He's a party animal.

He wanted to party so I thought let's meet here.

I see.

And your friends? Where are they?

Friends?

Bhatia is on the way.

I see.

They are outside.

Outside.

You know he has memory loss after a few pegs.

How can he remember the way back home?

That's right.

My friends must be waiting outside.

So I'll see you later?

Okay.

Have fun.

Yeah, you too.

My meeting's done.

- All the very best. - And this?

No, no, you can have both. They are for you.

Go home.

Where else would I go? Goodnight.

This place is too noisy.

Let's go someplace else?

- Right, let's go. - Come.

What happened?

Veer.

Are we...

doing the right thing?

We are not doing anything wrong.

Okay.

"My heart says to keep looking at you."

"Not to take my eyes off even for a second."

"My heart says to keep looking at you."

"Not to take my eyes off even for a second."

"My heart resides in your lanes."

"My heart resides in your lanes."

"My heart resides in your lanes."

"My heart resides in your lanes."

"Can't stop smiling whenever I look at you."

"Can't stop crying whenever we separate."

"Since I found you,"

"there is nothing more I want."

"You know and so do I."

"Our story is different from this world."

"Even my life..."

"Even my life I can give up for you."

"I can even turn our destiny."

"My heart resides in your lanes."

"My heart resides in your lanes."

"My heart resides in your lanes."

"My heart resides in your lanes."

"No one else..."

"No one else suits my heart."

"You are my one true love."

"I pray..."

"I pray only for you."

"You're like my God."

These silence games I don't like.

At least say something.

Chirag. Why are you not speaking?

I texted you so many times.

72

Wow.

You can see the texts but not reply to them?

What's wrong with you, man?

Can you please say something?

Fine. Don't say.

I am going.

Listen.

I can't drop you to your office now.

Rohini to South Delhi. South Delhi to CP.

And then I've to head to my office.

So it's too long.

Can't do it.

Okay. I get it.

Baby.

Now what?

I was saying,

why don't we go from my house...

I mean from my house to your office,

and from your office I can head to my office.

But on the way back, we head back to our home?

You know, we can eat together,

- live together? - Really?

- Yes. - Oh my, God. Oh my, God.

I don't believe this. I am so happy. Love you.

I am going to talk to my family about us.

You idiot.

You didn't sleep all night because of you.

You are so good with marketting, but can't propose.

- Yes... - Couldn't you say it directly?

I just did.

- You haven't said it yet. - What?

The magic words.

Magic words?

- Yes, magic words. - Yeah.

Tell me.

I've to go to Noida.

It's 25 kilometres.

You will never change.

Bye.

Okay.

Safety.

Pull.

Veer, what a shot.

Oh my, God. Now it's confirmed you were in the army.

Do you have any doubts.

A little.

Woah.

Okay, your turn.

No, no, no, not for me.

- Come on. - It's not my thing.

- Come on. - I can't do it.

- You don't trust me? - It's too noisy, Veer.

Trust me.

Okay.

Shoulder the gun.

Got it.

Look through.

Shoulder the gun.

Legs in front.

Balance in front.

- Balance in front. - No, no, no.

I can't do it, I told you.

Shoulder the gun, okay.

Meneka.

I want to spend my life with you again.

What?

Will you marry me?

Tomorrow morning at 11.

Okay.

Pull.

My knees...

- Mom. - Yes.

The bride's family are coming over tomorrow.

Bride's family?

But you didn't tell me earlier that the bride's family are coming.

Mom, everything happened so suddenly...

I see.

But have you told Chirag

that the bride's family is coming to meet him?

Yes, I will tell him.

Did you tell Omi and Sneha as well?

You meet her first, mom, and if you like her,

I will tell everyone.

That's right.

Well, I'll go and keep my sari ready.

Lord, just let this relationship materialise.

I will make an offering of 501 rupees.

How much, mother?

501

Lord. I' 'll offer 10,001.

Radhe-Radhe. Radhe-Radhe.

Mom, who are these relatives in Delhi

who I don't know about?

They are our distant relatives, dear.

Sagar, pack one kilo of Motichoor, one kilo of milk cake

and one kilo Kaju Katli, please.

Done, sir. Pack it, Chotu.

Your grandma doesn't approve of travelling interstate for any wedding.

How will you talk to your grandma about intercaste marriage?

I mean how?

I am her favourite.

People throw dirt on others,

but never on their own family.

And, even if grandma gets angry,

dad will convince her mother

for his son's marriage.

Bro, Kalyani is like Old Delhi.

She will never understand the progressive thinking of young lads like us.

- Think about it. - That is why your bro

has called the entire army at home.

You understand.

- Sagar. - Where are you going?

To get one kilo Gulab Jamun.

- You called everyone. - You turned out to be a brave guy.

I didn't invite anyone.

I see.

Mom.

Thank God Chirag called.

Or you would have called us directly to the wedding.

This conspiracy to see the girl alone was your brother's.

- Chirag is getting married? - Don't know.

Aunty, the guests are here.

Now you can see the girl yourself.

Everyone's complaining for no reason.

Wow, mom. Very pretty house.

- Welcome. Welcome. - Hello. Hello.

Chirag's bride is very gorgeous.

Hello, aunty.

What is this witch doing in my house, Veer?

Witch? Abuse?

Kamini. Must be her name?

How dare you set foot in my house again?

I thought you must have committed suicide.

Mother, what are you saying?

Am I saying anything wrong?

And you... let this Meneka enchant you again?

Are you going to say something?

You've lost your youth,

but not your love for Veer.

Shameless woman!

Hello, you and your family are shameless!

Mom, why did you bring me for lunch with such wretched people?

They have no manners at all.

Bravo, Meneka.

Your daughter is much sharper than you.

I respect your age, old woman

Otherwise, I would have shown you how sharp I really am.

Listen, heroine.

Mind your tongue while speaking to my grandma.

And how dare you talk to my mother like this?

Veer, who is she to abuse us in our home?

Veer,

you said you won't leave me stranded this time.

You love me, don't you?

Love?

Love?

Love?

Your bro will handle everything.

Dad...

Chirag.

Son, where were you?

I...was out buying sweets.

Son, you deserve to taste this sweet first.

Because your father has got a new mom.

With your future sister.

Have a sweet. Nice.

After 32 years, history repeated itself in Kalyani Residence.

Neither my grandma's mindset changed,

nor did my father's love story have a happy ending.

And now the situation is,

on one side, my father loves my future mother-in-law.

And on the other,

Devika and I have promised to live together for a lifetime

And no one knows about it.

Forget pre-workout, he won't even give me protein.

Leave the sweetmeats here.

You look like a sweetmeat yourself.

Leave it.

Come, Chirag. Sit down.

Sit.

Men of your age get their children married off,

and drop their grandchildren at school.

They don't dream of getting married themselves.

Mom, I love Meneka.

And I will marry her.

If you couldn't keep your desires in control,

then why didn't you get married after Amrita?

Back then, you clearly nodded in no,

Saying, "No, mother.

I cannot give Amrita's place to anyone else".

And now you are calling that 55-year-old woman a girl.

We cannot show our face in the society.

What society are you talking about?

A society that mourns the happiness of its own members,

and celebrates their downfall?

I don't want to stay in such a society.

Wait until I die.

Then you can choose your own happiness.

What are you saying, grandma?

What else can I say to your father?

While trying to find a bride for Chirag,

he's found a girl for himself.

Mom, I've always done your bidding.

But after today,

I will live my life on my own terms.

On my terms!

Sneh, bring some hot water for me.

I've a sore throat.

Please, mom. Leave me alone!

Devika.

Devika.

Devika, open the door. Please.

Devika.

Talk to me.

Devika, I am sorry I lied to you.

And I was going to tell you.

Then why didn't you tell me, mom?

And what were you going to tell me?

That you're taking me to see your prospective groom?

Is that what you're going to tell me?

Devika, it's not like you think.

Then how is it, mom?

Please, please, please explain to me.

I am confused.

Since childhood, I've always wondered,

why you don't have a single picture

of my father in your phone or your bedroom.

Why you never mention my father in your conversations?

Why don't you remember your anniversary date

or my father's birthday?

Why, mom? Why?

But it's all clear now.

You never loved my father!

No.

You were compelled to marry him

because your love deserted you.

Devika...

If you marry that man,

just ilke your husband you can forget your daughter.

Please, mom.

I just want to be alone.

- Sorry. - Devika.

Devika, please...

See you.

- Take care. - Chirag,

in this fiasco created by your father,

we completely forgot that you called us here

to talk about your marriage.

- Chirag. - Where are you going?

Son can think of marrying when the father stops thinking about it.

"Stayed up all night crying."

"The stars listen to my heart's bane."

"Why can't you listen, O beloved."

"Why don't you understand my pain?"

- "Is your heart made of stone?" - Devika?

"Where do I go now, O benefactor?"

"Should I give up my love,

or should give up my life?"

"Should I let you dwell in my eyes,"

"or forsake your dreams forever?"

"Several..."

"Several monsoons have passed,"

"Your memories are with me but not you."

"Why don't you listen, O beloved?"

"Why don't you understand my pain?"

"Is your heart made of stone?"

"Where do I go now, O benefactor?"

Cancel all my appointments for today.

Eat something.

At least eat something.

I don't want to, uncle.

Please.

Isn't it great?

Even your father has become cool after wearing this underwear.

Not cool, he's become hot.

Wants to get married at the age of 60.

How romantic.

Mr. Chirag, whether you become a father or not,

next year your father will definitely make you an older brother.

Chirag.

Chirag, begin.

Mr. Chirag, are you alright?

What happened?

Balls, alright!

What is this?

Sorry. I am sorry.

The company doesn't see emotions, only performance,

which has now fizzled out.

- I had always heard of modern-age sons. - One lemon soda.

But I'm seeing a modern-age father for the first time.

Live. In my own house.

No, no, don't say that.

From childhood to adulthood.

Meaning, from the time you wore diapers to Cool underwear,

did your father ever yell at you or beat you?

I always thought my father was innocent and decent, like Shravan Kumar.

That's it.

So, grandma and grandson want to break Shravan Kumar's shoulders.

Even he has dreams of becoming a solo traveller.

Hey...

But his solo trip has cancelled my honeymoon trip.

What am I going to tell Devika?

I wanted to adorn you with a nuptial necklace with these arms.

Now she has to tie Rakhi on it.

Should I become her brother?

What are you saying?

Let me analyse.

Son loves daughter.

Correct.

The daughter loves her mother.

Nice.

Son loves father.

Good.

Father loves mother...

I heard of a triangular love story. But yours is a rectangular love story.

This triangle and love triangle...

Rectangle.

Listen, wise guy.

This triangle and rectangle love story had made my life full circle.

I don't know where to start and where to end.

That's why logic has no place in love.

Your love story is set.

Whether you run in a circle,

triangle, rectangle or...

- Hexagone. - Right.

I will run with Devika.

I won't stop.

Bravo, Pushpa.

Make one for me, brother.

If you like someone, should I talk to her, Bhatia sir?

You are Bhatia. I am Sharma.

I am Sharma, and you are Bhatia.

Should I?

Not at all, Sharma. That is not my intention.

That is not your intention.

But what about my tension.

I did everything I could for this family.

And now they are against me.

Can I give you some advice? Don't mind.

And think logically.

Imagine...if Kalyani dies tomorrow?

What are you saying?

Don't mind.

Just imagine.

I am thinking of getting married,

and you are talking about getting my head shaved.

That is not my intention. Imagine

if she gets transferred to Heaven.

And Chirag's wife turns out to be rude.

She got him separated from the rest of his family.

What will you do for the rest of your life?

Think about it.

Bhatia sir, a son-in-law who buys protein powder on my credit card,

and I bought that car my brother-in-law drives.

Do you want me to listen to them?

No, not at all.

You fulfil your intention,

and let me get rid of my tension.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

I feel...

this Heer-Ranjha, Sohni-Mahiwal, Romeo-Juliet,

must be Veer and me in different lifetimes.

They could never be together, nor can we.

No, no.

What is Kalyani's diet?

Even at this age, she spews fire.

- Fire. - Yup.

God, why do you only take good people?

Is there no vacancy for bad people?

I mean...

Right.

Really.

No, you are right.

You know, I had such a sexy dream.

Mom and daughter together in a single wedding altar.

Exchanging garlands saying, "You first, you first".

Taking the nuptial rounds saying, "You first, you first".

Then, the send-off saying, "You first, you first".

Then, on the wedding night saying, "You first, you first".

Be quiet.

Freaking alcoholic.

My feelings went overboard. Sorry.

I had such a decent reputation in front of Devika.

Now, it's all over.

I am very sure Devika has seen DDLJ.

Those who fall in love,

get abused and beaten up.

What do you mean?

It's true. Look at what's happening with you.

But they emerge victorious in the end.

I swear, it's like...

I am swearing on this wine.

Devika could never have a better mother than you.

Really?

Swear on it, my love.

Love you.

Drink it. Drink.

Hey...

How many coffees did she have?

Four. And I'm getting a fifth one for her.

She is in a mood to kill.

No need to guess.

Do you want a beating?

Devi? You here?

What a coincidence.

Even I had a meeting here. I was passing through and, I...

You...

What are you doing here?

So...

Chotu. Coffee cancel. Two frappes.

So, how are you?

Look, Devi.

We both didn't expect what happened.

I mean my dad and your mom...

This is just as shocking for me as it is for you.

Trust me.

But listen, we can sort this out together.

Together.

How are we going to sort it out?

Devi, I...

Devi, listen to me. Listen. Devi...

Your family hates my mother's face.

How can they accept her daughter?

Look, I know it's difficult.

But, if you hadn't said anything that day,

then this wouldn't have happened.

What shouldn't I have said?

You didn't have to yell at my family like that.

Oh, really.

And you didn't notice how your family were yelling

at me and my mother?

Chirag, please. Stop siding with your family.

I am not taking their side.

I am trying to make a way for us from the side.

And why did you come to my house?

I was coming over to your house with my family.

I didn't know my mother was taking me to meet my future father.

And I am madly in love with my future brother.

Your mother...

had to find my father in this city?

And your father had to find my mother in this country?

What do we do, Devi? Tell me.

I want to hear your children call me dad.

Not uncle.

Try to understand.

And even I want to hear them call me mom.

Not uncle.

Really?

Why are you here, Veer?

During our childhood days, until you didn't say yes

I kept circling around your tuition classes.

Remember, Meneka.

I guess your mother's lost her effect on you.

Look, Meneka.

I love my mother and also you.

And I also know we are not wrong.

Your mother wants to see my dead, Veer.

Who will convince her?

Chirag will convince her.

Does Chirag approve of our relationship?

No.

He is angry.

But I will convince him.

And who will convince Devika?

It will take time, but Devika will agree.

Sister, you?

Sit, sit, sit.

sit.

What brings you here?

I came here to meet you.

Where is grandma?

Visiting the temple.

And dad?

Brother,

try to think from father's perspective.

What is there to think?

Don't you see father's mistake?

He wanted to marry Meneka, not our mom.

I admit papa married our mom against his will.

But you tell me if papa can't go against grandma now,

how could he have opposed her back then?

Our reputation is getting spoiled as well.

Do you know what the neighbours are saying?

Well, the neighbours didn't feed us or pay our school fees,

so we've to listen to them. Okay?

Tell me one thing.

I can understand why grandma is against father marrying Meneka.

But what is your problem?

You can be on father's side.

How can I be on his side, when he's jumped on my side?

- He jumped on your side? - Yes.

Which side is yours?

Devika.

I love Devika. Devika loves me.

We want to get married.

What?

So if dad marries Meneka, then...

Then Devika will become your sister.

And if your dad marries her mom,

then these two will become brother and sister.

And if he marries the daughter,

then their love story will be incomplete.

Bravo, my son.

You've proved your name's worth.

But this is not your fault.

When the tree is infested,

the fruits are bound to be rotten.

But I didn't know that someday

the fruit and tree would destroy the roots.

Grandma, I've known Devika for a long time.

You've pissed and shat in my lap.

Have you known him before me?

You two have shown me some great times before I die.

Sneh. Tell your aunt to take me away from here.

But, grandma...

Listen, just do as I said.

Grandma.

But how, Veer?

Devika and Chirag?

But there is no connection.

Devika said there is a boy in her life, but...

I mean Chirag.

How can this happen to us all over again?

That's why those two are angry, Meneka.

It can't happen, Veer.

What does the boy do?

What boy?

Tell me his name, what does he do?

He's in marketing.

You know you're my life.

I know that, mom.

You know I want the best for you.

But it's all clear now.

You never loved my father.

If you marry that man,

just like your husband you can also forget your daughter.

At the age of 60, people chant God's name.

And not think of getting married.

Your son tossed your reputation out of the window,

and your grandson added fuel to the fire.

As you sow, so shall you reap.

Like father like son.

Greetings.

God bless.

Return the 2000 rupees that I gave you.

I spent it.

Spent it?

How could you spend it just sitting on the bed?

Next time I won't give you a penny.

Spent it.

You take my pension money.

Did I ever ask you for an account?

See how he refuted me for 2000 rupees.

In front of outsiders.

No cottage cheese in cottage cheese fritters.

These Chhabra's are a miser.

Wow.

- Hi, aunty. - Hi, dear.

- Hi, Devika. - Long time. How are you?

- Very fine. - Where have you been?

Just...

Aunty, can we take her along for a drink?

Yes, of course.

- Yes. - Thank you, aunty.

- Let's go. Let's go. - Let's go.

Come.

Guys, finally we are here.

I know. We're meeting after a long time.

Gin or Vodka?

Gin.

Two Gin and Tonic.

One whiskey.

- Devika? - No, I am good.

- Please. - No, nothing.

Devika, we're meeting after a long time.

- Only one drink. - Maybe, in a while.

Devika, is it true? Your mom is dating someone.

I...

Yeah-yeah.

Meet the famous Devika.

By the way, Devika.

- Devika... - Yeah, sorry.

Your mother is so-so strong.

You idiot!

Devika is a strong daughter.

- Right. - Who accepted her mother's love.

Not everyone is so broad-minded.

- Yeah, right. - Well, guys,

even I would have accepted it.

But your father is very much alive, isn't he?

Yeah.

Guys, I'll be just back.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

What's the matter, my love?

You are hot news.

I've a question.

If you wanted to seduce someone,

you should have seduced someone younger.

It would have been more fun, and he would have lasted longer.

This is just the beginning.

Soon, there will be a queue waiting.

Really?

You are absolutely right.

But, aunt, my mom's not as forward as you.

Not at all, dear. We're confined in this red border.

Aunty, you enjoy more than most free people,

even within this red border.

Am I right, Mrs. Gupta.

Last week at your birthday party,

you hired a male stripper at your Sainik Farm?

And, you aunty.

You were the highlight of that party.

Because you enjoyed the dildo cake, right?

It wasn't me?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I think there is a misunderstanding. I wasn't there.

I wasn't at your party.

Aunty, you are amazing.

We're lagging far behind.

Hmm that.

I am coming. We'll see you later.

Don't leave without having dinner.

Just get the drinks, okay.

Thank you.

That doesn't mean I am not angry with you.

You were angry with me like this once when you were a kid.

Because I...took your favourite toy.

You didn't talk to me for four days.

But I returned your toy.

But this time...

This time, I made a mistake unintentionally.

You can keep your toy.

Mom said go right, and I would run and not walk.

Run.

After Amrita passed,

it was difficult to accept this loneliness.

But for my mother, I was a perfect son.

For Chirag, I was a perfect father.

And for the society,

I was the perfect Colonel Veer Sharma.

While trying to be perfect,

my life has become imperfect.

What I feel is right, why does it seem wrong to my mother?

When will my love story ever have a happy ending, uncle?

Sharma sir, lovers are destined to make sacrifices.

Shut up.

You see comedy in my life's tragedy.

Mom left home.

Chirag...doesn't even look at me.

I've fought several wars in my life, Bhatia.

Several.

And I never lost.

But while battling against my own family,

I don't know whether to win or lose.

I am confused.

Bhatia, you know I am not wrong.

No.

No, Bhatia.

I am wrong.

I am wrong, uncle.

I...

broke Chirag's heart.

It's not your fault, son.

Don't be sad.

- Did you get the gym membership? - No. Next month.

Wait. Wait.

Chirag.

Come over.

Chirag, we hardly see you these days.

- What is the matter? - Yes. Where were you, son?

We were talking about your father.

Yes, absolutely.

Your father turned out to be a game-changer.

Chirag, your father has brought a revolution.

He has freed old people like us

from the ideology

which says that we've grown old now.

We should only chant the name of God.

And wait for the day...

we breathe our last.

That's all, son.

My wife...

died many years ago.

I had a son who moved to London for further studies.

And then settled down.

Every night, he video calls me.

He also sends money every month.

But I am absolutely alone here.

The sun rises even before I can catch a wink.

Even I fell in love after my husband died.

He worked in my office.

But we could never gather the courage

to tell each other.

Because what would our children think.

The society,

our relatives.

I wish I had shown courage like your father.

Then I wouldn't be alone like this.

I would have a family.

With whom I could celebrate Holi and Diwali.

Look at me.

I have two sons who are living separately after marriage.

Because one daughter-in-law cannot get along with the other.

That's why the sons parted ways with their father.

Chirag, we were born alone and also die alone.

These relationships were forged in this life,

and it will be left behind.

This laughter club is an excuse,

to laugh away our sorrows!

Brother, make the next one spicer.

This one wasn't tasty at all.

Hi.

Really?

- Wanna eat? - You called me for Gol Gappas at this hour.

- It's amazing. Very tasty. - No, I am not in the mood.

Why would you have Gol Gappas?

You would want me...

Devi, life is in a mess, and you think it's funny.

- Too good. - I am going home.

I am too stressed out.

Baby, if you leave,

then who will sign the ST papers?

ST?

Mom has agreed.

Your mom has agreed?

What has your mom agreed to?

For our marriage!

- Did your mom say that? - Yes.

That's what she meant by what she said.

Great. Great.

Wait a second.

If your mom doesn't marry my dad,

then who will my dad marry?

I don't know.

I know.

Ultimate.

What?

Wait a second, Devi.

Before our parents change their minds,

we should get married as soon as possible.

- Yeah. - No...

Tomorrow.

- Tomorrow? - Yes.

Isn't tomorrow too early?

And my Manish Malhotra dress?

If we don't get married soon,

we'll have the same future as our parents.

Yes. You are correct.

I know.

- Let's get married. - Let's get married.

- Tomorrow. - Tomorrow.

Yes.

There you are.

I've been looking for you all over the house.

Would you like some Gulab Jamun?

No. I have acidity.

Here you go, mother.

I got these for you. Fresh Gulab Jamun.

Eat these Gulab Jamuns and sign on these papers.

Here you go.

Take it away. Not again.

Are you still furious over that matter?

Forget it, mother.

2000, I'll give you 10,000 instead.

Sign it.

Sign it.

- Take it. - Take it.

Mother, my job is done.

Now tell me,

will you eat it on your own or should I feed you?

Enough. You know I have diabetes.

You know that.

I completely forgot.

I guess these Gulab Jamuns had my name on it.

God bless you. Gulab Jamuns! God bless you.

What was he making you sign?

Rent.

Rent? For what?

No mother ever charges rent to her children.

But if you live with children like him in your old age,

then you have to pay rent.

Those were my pension papers.

Every month, the money is deposited in his account.

"Sometimes taking the Divine form of Lord Rama..."

Radhe-Radhe, mom.

God bless, son.

Look, your pension has arrived.

What am I going to do with this money at this age?

I only want a couple of hundred rupees to buy vegetables.

You can keep the rest.

Mom, this is your money.

You can keep it or buy vegetables.

This is your money. Take it.

My dear son.

It's a good thing you agreed.

Had we got married forcefully,

then our children would have become siblings.

Should we choose our happiness

or the happiness of our children?

I did not give birth to Devika.

After separating from you,

I moved to Punjab.

The person my relatives got married

to was already married.

He had a wife,

and no one knew this.

My husband and his wife died in a car accident.

Leaving behind a six-month-old child.

Devika.

And she doesn't know this.

So even if we get married,

they won't become siblings.

But...

But I cannot tell my daughter

that she is not my blood.

I am sorry, Veer.

"Stayed up all night crying."

"The stars listen to my heart's bane."

"Why can't you listen, O beloved."

"Why don't you understand my pain?"

"Is your heart made of stone?"

"Where do I go now, O benefactor?"

Dad is a strong man.

- Don't worry. - Doctor.

How is my father?

Fortunately, Veer is out of danger now.

- Radhe-Radhe. - And my mom.

She's had excessive blood loss,

due to which both her kidneys are damaged.

- Oh shit. - We immediately need a kidney donor.

- I will donate it. - No, just a minute.

- What? - Can someone else be the donor?

Yes, ma'am. The donor can be someone else.

But the daughter is the best donor.

- Will mom be fine? - Of course, she will be fine.

She will be fine. She will be fine.

She will be fine.

"Should I give up my love,

or should give up my life?"

"Should I let you dwell in my eyes,"

"or forsake your dreams forever?"

"Several..."

"Several monsoons have passed,"

"Your memories are with me but not you."

"Why don't you listen, O beloved?"

"Why don't you understand my pain?"

"Is your heart made of stone?"

"Where do I go now, O benefactor?"

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(Other language)

"The heart complains, how have I harmed you?"

"The stars that carried my destiny,"

"is now a broken star."

"The God that dwells in the clouds."

"Has filled my desires with pain."

"I cried for days in your love, O beloved."

"Should I give up my love,

or should give up my life?"

"Should I let you dwell in my eyes,"

"or forsake your dreams forever?"

I am sorry.

Your kidney's DNA and blood group doesn't match.

So now...

But no need to worry.

We have found a second donor.

Why didn't my DNA match with mom?

I need to tell you something.

"Lost..."

"All is lost without a trace..."

"The heart doesn't understand."

"Why don't you listen, O beloved?"

"Why don't you understand my pain?"

"Is your heart made of stone?"

"Where do I go now, O benefactor?"

Father retired a couple of months ago.

But...

I couldn't plan his retirement party yet.

I was six years old when my mom passed away.

I was inconsolable.

I kept crying out for mom.

Didn't stop.

Then dad held my hand.

He held me.

And he became my mother as well.

Since then, he's planned everything in my life.

My first cycle,

school, college, insurance, and mutual fund.

My first bike, everything.

So his son never faces any problems.

So his son can always be happy.

And me...

I turned out to be a useless son.

I couldn't understand that even my father could need someone.

A companion.

Someone's love.

After all...

even he is a human being.

And yes, I am selfish.

Idiot, duffer,

useless.

But not stupid enough to snatch my father's last wish.

No, Devika.

I can't do it anymore.

Please forgive me if you can.

Sorry.

Mom.

Listen, mom.

Listen, mom.

Thank you, mom.

You never told me about my father.

If you had,

I would have always hated him.

Even every man.

Doctors said you are not my biological mother.

But that's illogical, mom.

You always made sure that I was well-fed.

I rebuked you in a fit of rage and called you names.

But you always applauded me, and never refuted me.

All these years, I threw tantrums.

But you took good care of me.

Only a mother does this.

Tell me, mom.

Aren't you my real mother?

Aren't you my real mother?

Mom!

Who said you are not my daughter?

You are my daughter.

You are alright, mom.

Doctor.

Raising someone's daughter,

she proved she is Yashodha.

And I...

I am busy upholding caste and community.

Lord Krishna asks Mother Yashodha,

Why is Radha fair and me dark-skinned?

Why is Radha fair and me dark-skinned?

Kalyani,

get my father married.

At least do this job properly.

I am doing it properly, brother.

Eat it.

What are you doing, brother-in-law? You have turned 60 now.

You should stop eating fried food. You will get constipation.

All these sweets are available at the wedding.

- I must eat it. - It's for the guests, not you.

We're here to party.

Wow. Grandma, you will look like a star.

Years later I've applied lipstick.

You're looking so gorgeous, mom. God bless you.

Come on. Come.

I am very happy today.

My grandson is getting married.

And along with my son.

Clap, everyone.

Veer.

Look, this is my pension money.

I am spending it today.

Grandma.

This would be the first wedding in the pages of history,

where father and son are getting married on the same day and same time.

Finally, my father's used his retirement fund

not to go on a pilgrimage with my grandma,

but for his honeymoon.

"Let me go home, let go of my arm."

"Let me go home,

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Chilling down your alley, trying to kill time."

"Come now...

waiting to get a glimpse of you."

"Your diamond earrings,"

"set the stage on fire when it shines."

"Come now...

waiting to get a glimpse of you."

"Innocent face, but your heart's a fake."

"Sentimental are your words."

"I will not fall for your tricks."

"No, I won't fall for them."

"Punjabi boys like to revel with flair,"

"Get drunk and make loud noises that fill the air,"

"Punjabi boys like to revel with flair,"

"Get drunk and make loud noises that fill the air,"

"They like to dance until the ground trembles, I swear."

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Chasing after every girl,"

"trying your luck."

"Day and night to me, you only lie-lie-lie."

"Enough of your hi-fi."

"Let's connect like wi-fi."

"I'll take you out for a ride."

"Always following me around."

"Staring from top to bottom."

"I will not fall for your tricks."

"No, I won't fall for them."

"Punjabi boys like to revel with flair,"

"Get drunk and make loud noises that fill the air,"

"Punjabi boys like to revel with flair,"

"Get drunk and make loud noises that fill the air,"

"They like to dance until the ground trembles, I swear."

"Punjabi boys..." "Punjabi boys..."

- "Punjabi boys..." - "Three, two, one!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys rock the dance floor!"

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Punjabi boys..."

"Let me go home, let go of my arm."

"Let me go home, let go of my arm."