All language subtitles for Kabhi Kabhie (1976) 720p.BluRay.x264 DTS

"Tomorrow, new leaves will sprout."

"And new flowers will blossom."

"Fresh new footsteps will leave
their mark on new grasslands."

"She did not walk into my life.."

"Why, should l enter her life?"

"From waking dawns to sunset dusks.."

"..by what right do l take from
her the moments that are hers?"

"ln a moment,
my poetry will be sung."

"ln a moment,
my story will have ended."

"For only a moment,
l will live in ecstasy."

"For l have only a
moment to live my youth."

"ln a moment,
my poetry will be sung."

"ln a moment,
my story will have ended."

"For only a moment,
l will live in ecstasy."

"For l have only a
moment to live my youth."

"ln a moment,
my poetry will be sung."

"Many have come before me."

"Many before me
ha?e sung their songs."

"Some sang their sorrows,
some sang their hearts out."

"They lived their
moment as l live mine."

"Tomorrow, we will separate."

"But for this moment, l'm yours."

"ln a moment,
my poetry will be sung."

"Tomorrow, there will come another."

"ln search for the new couplet.
ln search of the fresh blossom."

"Some will be better
poets than l am.."

"Some better listeners
than you make."

"ln that tomorrow,
will someone remember me?"

"But why should
anyone remember me?"

"Why should this busy
world waste its time for me?"

"For in a moment,
my poetry will have been sung."

Autograph, please?

My autograph?
- Yes.

Your verses are so touching.

Did you like it?

Very much. Please..

Why the autograph?
You can keep the verses.

Maybe, you're the one
they were written for.

But your name isn't on it...
Your name, please.

What is my name?

l look at you, and l think
l have forgotten my own name.

Write something...for me.

What's your name?

Pooja (Worship).

Then maybe l shall
call myself the priest.

Your eyes...have you
ever looked into your eyes?

What?

Anything special?

One look into those eyes,
and one wishes one could relate.

"ln silence l shall worship you."

"Though what
l seek l may not have."

"To me the object of
my worship, Pooja."

Amit.

"Your hand in mine makes
every journey pleasant."

"Success enough is for
me if l win your love."

"This question that l ask of you.."

"Answer me not if you will not."

"But hidden in your silence lie.."

"A thousand words speak themselves."

"Every moment in this life l live.."

"Each moment l cherish your beauty."

"Every time your lips part for me,
it is the beginning of a new day."

"ln the darkness of your hair.
The pleasures of a sensual night."

"Your hand in mine makes
every journey pleasant."

Pooja..

At times, this looks like a dream.

Amit..

No, Pooja. No.

Oh, Pooja.

Back in the hostel, they go to bed..

..with your poetry
under their pillows.

Some have even
married your photographs.

lf girls know you're in love
with me, they'll kill themselves.

Poor girls..

Why "poor"?

They fall in love with
someone's photograph.

And then they fall in
love with someone else.

And then they will
marry yet someone else.

ls it their fault?

Parents never ask a
girl for her opinion.

Girls are forced into marriages.

You won't do that, will you?

l'll let you ha?e the answer
after l've asked mom and dad.

ls that a challenge?
Or is it a joke?

Are you propositioning?
Or are you testing waters?

l just want to be happy in life.

What does it take to make you happy?

Brighten up my e?ery morning
with a smile from these lips.

Bring the light into my nights,
with those eyes of yours.

Go on. Flatter me.

coming from you, l like it.

"Sometimes."

"My heart tells me."

"Sometimes."

"My heart tells me."

"You were created for me."

"Up there with the stars you were.."

"Till you were sent
down to earth for me."

"My heart tells me at times.."

"Your body, your soul,
your eyes are mine."

"The shades of these
tresses were made for me."

"Your body, your lips, your arms
are mine and mine and mine alone."

"My heart sings to me sometimes"

"ln the tunes of the
Shehnai (clarinet).."

"We are birds in a nest."

"We are to fly away one day."

"We will fly far away."

"Which lands will we go to?"

"The dazzle of the colour
red in the bride's trousseau."

"The sparkle of the dot
on the bride's forehead."

"The chime of bangles on the
bride's hands dyed in henna."

"The heartbeats that
promise those beautiful dreams."

"The magic of the kohl
in the bride's eyes."

"The subtle scent of
flowers in her hair."

"The faint quiver of soft lips."

"The blush of the heat on her face."

"The musk of her sweat."

"The burning desire of her passions."

"The hesitant jingle of her anklets."

"With finery, she is adorned."

"But for whom?"

"For whom am l?"

"My dear father, the palanquin
that will carry me away from you.."

"Will not pass through these doors."

"My dear father, the palanquin
that will carry me away from you.."

"Will not pass through these doors."

"Let me go, as if l were
a brick in your wall."

"And let me go where l belong."

"Let me go, as if l were
a brick in your wall."

"And let me go where l belong."

"We are birds in a nest."

"We are to fly away one day."

"We will fly far away."

"Which lands will we go to?"

"My dear father, the palanquin
that will carry me away from you.."

"Will not pass through these doors."
- Dear, give your hand.

"My dear father, the palanquin
that will carry me away from you.."

"Will not pass through these doors."

"Let me go, as if l were
a brick in your wall."

"And let me go where l belong."

"Let me go, as if l were
a brick in your wall."

"And let me go where l belong."

"We are birds in a nest."

"We are to fly away one day."

"We will fly far away."

"Which lands will we go to?"

Amit, tell me what should l do.

My parents have arranged
my marriage elsewhere.

Had l even mentioned you..

Oh, l can't imagine
what they would've done.

There are my
parents...and here you are..

l don't know what to do.

Tell me, what am l to do?

l think you should marry him.

Will you forget me?

l'll never forgive
myself the day l forget you.

How will l li?e this life?

You'll be a good wife.

And l'll try to
become a good human being.

Will you promise me something?

We'd rather not make
any more promises.

l'm asking for my right.

Go ahead.

You won't stop writing poems.

Writing poetry isn't mechanical
say like building a house..

..with brick and mortar.

But if you keep writing,
it will make me happy.

Pooja..

Yes, Amit..

Maybe this is the last
time l'm calling you "Pooja".

Decided? After due deliberation?

Yes.

May l ask why?

Even for the sake of our happiness..

..we have no right to ignore
the wishes of our parents.

We can't trample upon their
sentiments to build..

..a world for ourselves.

That leaves nothing to ask or say.

Nothing.

l put together a few
poems for my first anthology.

l wanted you to ha?e the first copy.

As a gift of my love.

With time and circumstance,
this becomes your wedding gift.

My wedding gift. For you.

Were l a poet, l would've
written an anthology for you.

Poetry is my weakness.

And this poet in particular.
And his anthology..

"Kabhi Kabhie."
- "Sometimes".

ln every line, he has
poured his heart out.

Pooja..

lf we ever meet or
happen to meet this poet..

..we'll surely ask him
to read his poetry for us.

We'll tell him that he was with
us on our first night together.

l hear you sing very well.

Will you sing one of these verses?

For our first night together..

"Sometimes."

"My heart tells me."

"Sometimes."

"My heart tells me."

"You were created for me."

"Up there with the stars you were.."

"Till you were sent
down to earth for me."

"My heart tells me at times."

"Your body, your soul,
your eyes are mine."

"The shades of these
tresses were made for me."

"Your body, your lips, your arms
are mine and mine and mine alone."

"My heart sings to me sometimes"

"ln the tunes of the
Shehnai (clarinet).."

"On our first night together,
l will lift your veil"

"On our first night together,
l will lift your veil."

"You are shy and you quaver
as l take you in my arms."

"My heart asks me."

"Will you love me
like this all my life?"

"Will you always look at
me with love in your eyes?"

"l know, you belong to someone else."

"But still.."

"l know, you belong to someone else."

"But still.."

"Sometimes."

"My heart tells me."

"Sometimes."

"l think of you."

Get up.

What happened?

lf l walk down to the
reception looking like this..

..and tell the well-dressed
receptionist, "Good morning, miss"..

lmagine what she will say?

She'll say, "You're shameless."

Get up. The sun is shining through.

People say the sun
ne?er rises on a honeymoon.

They say the
honeymoon is a night of days.

crazy.

Even if the sun happens to rise..

..all you have to do is
keep your eyes shut tight.

That's all it takes to make a night.

Haven't you anything else to do?

No.

Honeymoon means love.

Simple love.

Darling, love is life.

You know, before marrying you,
l would think that..

..a man must never marry.

Just waltz through a dozen affairs.

But having done the deed..

..my philosophy has
completely changed.

Marriage is a checking account in a
bank that can be en cashed at will.

Which is possible only
if you have a balance.

Otherwise, your cheque
is likely to bounce.

Let's find out, sweetheart.

Back, son?

Good.

Well, what have you decided?

l've given up thinking, Dad.

You think poetry is the only
thing that needs thinking?

You think l don't
think before l act?

l didn't mean that, Dad.

That Amit, who would write poetry..

..l've left him far behind.

lt's your son Amit who is
standing in front of you.

And what if you happen to
find your old self once again?

ln the first place,
l'll refuse to recognise him.

But if he's adamant..

l'll shake his hand,
l'll smile and l'll walk past him.

l hope you aren't getting emotional?

No, Father.

lt isn't that l don't
appreciate your poetry.

l've read your book
several times over.

You're a very good poet.

Let's not discuss it, Dad.

No, l'm telling you the truth.

But l don't have another son.
And l don't have a daughter.

You're the only one l have
in this whole wide world.

And my business.

And no matter the size,
this is the dream l cherish.

l wish you'll make
my dream come true.

lt's what every father
expects from his son.

l won't disappoint you, Dad.
You have my word.

l won't gi?e you
a chance to complain.

l'll fulfil your dream
in every possible way.

l promise you.

Vicky. Bravo, my boy.

You aren't riding a mule.
lt's a horse. Gallop.

Vicky.

Look how fast he's riding.

He'll take a few falls
before he becomes a good rider.

What?

He isn't a coward
like you. Stop worrying.

My son is a lion.
- l know, great lion.

A lion. Like me. Look at him.

Vicky.
- Buck up, Vicky.

come on. come on.

come.

come, come.

come on.

Excuse me, Ms. Pinky..

How do you know my name?

Leave my hand.

Never let go of the hand.
That's what my dad says.

You know what my mom says?

What?
- lf a boy ever holds your hand..

..make sure you slap him so hard..

..that his cheek comes out
looking like the map of lndia.

Go ahead with your cartography.

Now my dad also says that if a
girl is shy, you can conclude..

What's this "dad" business?
Are you still a baby?

lf your mom meets my dad,
she'll fall in love with him.

Give my scarf back.

You don't ask for a
gift to be returned.

Now, where would you
find a boyfriend like me?

Who would fall for a scarf
worth four-and-three-quarters?

Where do you think
you're going, lady?

"Being in love isn't wrong."

"No one has ever escaped
the passion."

"Being in love isn't wrong."

"So, what if we have kissed?"

"So, what if we have made love?
We are one at heart."

"lt's just that this has happened
for the first time in our lives."

"But being in lo?e isn't wrong."

"l am mature. You are mature too."

"We'll lead the life
we choose to live."

"l am mature. You are mature too."

"We'll lead the life
we choose to live."

"Why listen to them who
don't mean anything to us?"

"Being in love isn't wrong."

"What is custom? What is tradition?"

"What is religion? What is society?"

"Don't be afraid of your enemies.
Don't be shy to tell your friends."

"What is custom? What is tradition?"

"What is religion? What is society?"

"Don't be afraid of your enemies.
Don't be shy to tell your friends."

"No one has ever
escaped the passion."

"Being in love isn't wrong."

"No one has ever
escaped the passion."

"Being in love isn't wrong."

Hello.

Hi, Vicky.

Hi.

l've won one more cup, Dad.

Oh, boy. Well done.
congratulations.

Thank you, Dad.

There's more goods news.

Go on, son.

l'm in love.

ln love?

l'm in love.

Bravo, you fool. Who's the girl?

Don't be silly.

Hey, Vicky.

What's the matter,
sir? You look elated.

Matter to be elated over.
My son is in love.

After all, he's your son.
- Right. My son.

l sent him away to study,
and this fool falls in love.

Let's talk business.

Where are you constructing
the hotel?

Near Shyam Nagar. At present there's
no five-star hotel there.

Has work commenced?

Yes. But it's up in the mountains.
lt'll take time to complete.

Your hotels in Delhi and
Mumbai drive people crazy.

Now, why does a person
go to a hotel?

Because he wants to do something
without telling his or her spouse.

Just walk into a hotel,
and you'll think..

..you've just walked
into a lingerie show.

Excuse me, Mr. Khanna.

You have to see Dr. Kapoor.

Oh, no.
- Oh, yes.

Excuse me, l have to
go and see this bore.

Get on with the good work.

l'll see you at the site
when l get some free time.

l can't say when, though.
- Thank you.

Bye, Mr. Mehra.

This is a neat racket, Dr. Kapoor.

Right, l've built this house out
of checking people's blood pressure.

l am okay.

Just a gimmick to get
the rich man's goat.

There are simpler ways
to treat this.

Now, let me say hi to your wife.

Say it straight. You want a drink.

You're getting smarter. Hey, dear,
l'll tell you again. You too drink.

You'll enjoy it.
How about a couple of pegs?

Stop boring me.

And you must be getting late?

Funny doctors
pretend they don't drink.

Hey, Shobha. Where are you?
Anybody at home?

Oh, Sister-in-law Shobha..
- Hi there. Sit down.

What this you're watching?

Even l can do that. Look here.

Today is a Wednesday.
Pooja is coming on TV.

l thought l escaped Pooja.

And here she is. Boring.

Please don't disturb me.

lf you don't want to watch it,
make yourself a drink.

The whisky is over there.

Suit myself.

l heard about the
great Delhi hospitality.

No reaction?

come on, Vijay Khanna,
help yourself.

Today, we introduce you to
Mr Amit the famous poet.

He's my favourite.

Pooja, you must
give the audience my greetings.

Which you have said
and they have heard.

l believe they will be glad
to have this introduction.

Thanks.

What next after "Kabhi Kabhie"?

"Kabhi Kabhie" was my first
and perhaps my last anthology.

Meaning?

Years ago, l stopped
writing poetry.

Yes.

What is life..

..without poetry, art and music?

How can you live such a dry,
drab and lonely life?

That's the life l'm living.

But l'll assure you it isn't
an existence without purpose.

Love, it is said is
what makes a man..

..write his first lines.

Or maybe, love is what impels
a man to start writing poetry.

Or stop it.

But tell me, is this hearsay?
Or is it a personal opinion?

The audience is still
waiting for your answer.

l have said what l have to.
And those who can will understand.

On behalf of the viewers
and myself, l will ask you..

..to start writing
once again. For our sake.

And now that we are here,
how about reading one of your poems?

You might have heard my poem
titled "Kabhi Kabhie".

Yes.

l have heard it.
l have read it too.

"Kabhi Kabhie" is
one facet of my life.

Long before that, l had
written another poem..

..which reveals the
other side of my life.

Here it is..

"Sometimes my heart tells me."

"Life could've passed in the
shade of your long tresses then.."

"The sorrows that
burden my heart today."

"ln your eyes would
ha?e found solace."

"But that was not to be
and such is how it is."

"Not you, nor your desire,
nor the pangs are."

"Life drags on, as if fife
needs no support any more."

"There is no path, no destination,
no light upon my path.."

"Through darkness my life meanders."

"ln this darkness,
my way l will lose."

"This l know will
come to be, my love."

"But still sometimes,
my heart tells me."

"Sometimes, my heart tells me."

Okay. Switch to studio number four.

lt has been so many years.

Yes. Many years.

l've started losing count.

come, let's go somewhere.
l have so much to tell you.

Yes. l want to listen to
everything you ha?e to say.

caught you red handed.
l'm smart too.

My husband Mr. Vijay Khanna.

Very pleased to meet you.

Long before l became her husband,
l became your fan.

Did you tell him about
our first night together?

l asked her to sing
one of your poems.

You know, Pooja sings very well.

She's also your fan.
She was into tears.

Mr. Amit..
- Yes?

l have a small request.
- Tell me.

come to my house and
join me for a drink.

l'd be very happy.

Pooja would be happy too.
Right, Pooja?

lf that's so important,
well, let's do it.

Thank you. come, let's go.

lt's coke for you, isn't it, Pooja?

come on, why don't you
take a drink sometimes?

l've taken up a lot of good
habits from you. Spare me this one.

Ever since she married me, she has
been getting smarter and smarter.

What's your opinion?
- l haven't one.

lt's a matter
between husband and wife.

You aren't an outsider.
Our relationship is very old.

l've known you for years. As a poet.

But Pooja, you missed
something in that interview.

Missed?
- Yes.

You never said anything
about Mr Amit's poetry.

There's pathos in his every line.

The pangs of love..

..as if he was scarred.

At least, you could've
asked him who she was.

Not your fault, you know.
You didn't fall in love.

You don't know the lover's plight.

That poem of yours..

"Sometimes, if we cross paths.."

"You will pretend not to know me."

"Sometimes when my name is mentioned,
you will feign ignorance."

"Of me? You have never heard."

Excuse me.

"Sometimes, if we cross paths.."

"You will pretend not to know me."

"Sometimes when my name is mentioned,
you will feign ignorance."

"Of me? You have never heard."

Look, l don't build houses,
l build homes.

And walls, doors and
windows don't make homes.

lt takes people to make homes.

How they think, how they feel,
how they live their lives..

..and the people who visit their
homes...their friends, their foes..

lt means, a man's status is
revealed from his residence.

See me in my office on Monday.
l'll give you the details.

We'll discuss it later.

Okay, bye.

Where's Mr. Amit?
- He has left.

Without as much as telling me?

These poets are really moody.

Looks like he has suffered.

That question during the
interview was a good one.

What did that girl lose?
That girl has ruined his life.

All you men think alike.

ln the end, it's the
woman who gets all the blame.

You're right.

Men are selfish. We never even think
what the woman has to go through.

By the way, your son called.
- Anything special?

Very special.
- What?

He is in love.

ls that why he called?
- You don't know this, Pooja.

When l first fell in love,
l wanted to tell e?eryone.

Whenever l was alone, l would
scream at the top of my voice..

"l'm in love."

l love you.

Not over and o?er and over again...
Look, over there.

Such a beautiful place.

For ages, the mountains
ha?e stood here. ln silence.

As if they've been
waiting all this while for us.

And the golden sun lying
on the snow over there.

And the trees standing like
hermits worshipping nature..

And you don't even seem to notice.

"l can't take my eyes off you."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

"My desire isn't sated yet."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

"Your eyes burn with desire."

"Like the fire upon snow."

"Your eyes burn with desire."

"Like the fire upon snow."

"My body is on fire."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

"My desire isn't sated yet."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

"There lies a sea of
colours and fragrances."

"But we don't even know
if it's the day or the night."

"There lies a sea of
colours and fragrances."

"But we don't even know if
it's the day or the night."

"A whole universe
l can feel within myself."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

"l can't take my eyes off you."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

"l see the shadow of my
eye-lids in your eyes."

"ln your face, l can see
my emotions mirrored."

"l see the shadow of my
eye-lids in your eyes."

"ln your face, l can see
my emotions mirrored."

"l have never had enough of you."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

"My desire isn't sated yet."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

"l can't take my eyes off you."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

Goodbye kiss.

l'll call you.
- l'll wait.

What are you gaping at?
- The scene.

Keep going.
- Sure.

Mummy. Oh, Mummy.

Baby. Oh, my baby. Mummy.

My baby. You are my
sweetie pie. l love you.

Sweetie, l missed you.

Where's papa?
- lnside.

lnside?

come on.

Papa.

ls Pinky at home?

Pinky? No.

But l just heard her voice.

An illusion, maybe?

Very strange.

Give yourself a treatment, Doctor.

Papa.
- Pinky, my baby.

Oh, Father. Father. Father. Pinky.

Papa, you love me?
- Of course, dear.

Where's my tape recorder?
- Tape recorder, tape recorder.

Where's my tape recorder?
- Tape recorder.

Shut your eyes..
- Done.

Now say, "Open Sesame."

Open Sesame.
- Louder.

Open Sesame.

Here comes your tape recorder.

Oh, Papa. Thank you so much.

Keep yourselves company.
l've a lot of work to do. - Okay.

l'll cook up a sweet and..

..potato in sour sauce. Right?

Hello, hello,
testing, testing, 1 , 2, 3.

Mummy l've come home.

You're welcome, my darling.

Do you love me, Papa? - Papa loves
his Pinky darling very, very much.

Your arrival has
brightened up our lives.

Without you, this
house looked so empty.

l'll never leave you.
- But you'll have to.

Why?
- Someone will marry you someday.

lsn't it possible to
bring home the man l marry?

You mad girl, go to
your room and change.

My patients are waiting.
- Okay.

Papa, kiss me.

Ramdeen, Govind,
where the hell are you?

come up here. can't you hear me?

What happened, sweetheart?

Everything is in a mess.

Who removed my photograph
from here? Who came in here?

Your father would come to your room.

He missed you.

He comes here and
sits here for hours.

He fiddles with your things.

He took your photograph.
lt's on the table by his bed.

He kisses the photo every
night before he goes to bed.

Papa.

My baby..

l can't live without you.

Papa.

Hello..
- Yes, it's me.

Hello, Vicky.

What are you up to?
- Nothing.

When are you seeing me?
- l just left you.

can l come over?
- Why?

l can't take my eyes off you.

Just a minute. Sorry.

Go on..

Buddy, so, when are we meeting?

Buddy? Meeting?

Eleven, tomorrow?

Are you on grass or something?

Just came in from the garden.

Yes. Daddy is here. And he's fine.

He's in his room making
plans for a new house. For us.

So, daddy's breathing down
your neck? Scared of daddy?

Not at all.

Eleven sharp tomorrow, then?

On one condition.
- What?

Kiss me and say you love me.

Not now.

Look..

At times, a man is helpless.
Try to understand.

Then l won't come.

Please..
- No.

Now, don't do this.
Eleven tomorrow, right?

No..
- Pinky, please..

No.

Okay. l love you.

ln my time, l've had
my share of flings.

This is just your first time.

Dad, just you wait and watch.

As if you've won the cup
for the greatest casanova.

call it my jackpot in the derby.

Who's this girl? Tell me.

Making friends with
dad could be profitable.

She's from your part of the world.

From Delhi? And l don't know her?

She's in school with me.
Her father is a doctor.

Dr R. P. Kapoor

You mean my doctor's daughter?

You mean my doctor's daughter?
Made my day.

Didn't l say, my son will
show his colours someday?

You fool. Did you hear that?

What's your problem?

There is no problem.

Your son is in love
with my doctor's daughter.

What?
- Look he's feeling shy.

come, let's launch the attack.

l had warned him to take
care of his daughter. Let's go.

But in this state..
- What do you mean?

Let me change my dress.
- What for? For impressing people?

l've been impressed for years.

What are you laughing at,
you fool? She's your mother.

come on, pick her up.
- What are you doing?

Was that an important caller?

Yes... A friend, she came
along with me from the hostel.

And you like her a lot?
- Yes.

Ever since we've met,
it's as though, we're in love..

lt happens, doesn't it, Dad?
You meet someone for the first time..

..and you get involved
for a lifetime.

lt happens,
especially to people your age.

What's his name?
- What?

You're caught.

Won't you tell us your
girlfriend's name? - Papa.

Hey, Doctor, come out.
- Oh, brother is here.

Welcome, Brother.

Doctor, didn't l say my son
will show his colours someday?

colours..

Let's have a look at you,
sweetheart.

With your permission?

God bless you.

Let me take a look at you.

Shobha, she looks just like you.

You would be my friend's wife.
The relationship is changing.

Henceforth, our
relations have changed.

l have a right to flirt with
you from now on. Right, Doctor?

With Pooja's permission.

As if he needs permission.

He's the father of a grown-up son..

Still up to childish pranks.
- l'm young at heart.

come into my arms, Shobha.

Why are you coming in between?

Blood pressure.

Blood pressure, you hold it.

Today, l am not going to leave you,
even if you get me arrested.

Take care of your blood pressure.

Am l right, son?

Where's that moron?

Yes.

What are you doing? You're wet.
Fatty, l'll fix you.

l'll not spare you today.
l'll push you into the water.

Sometimes..

..l get a thought.

What is it, Mother?

Who is it on your mind? Dad kissed
you before he left, didn't he?

Shut up.
- Okay, shutting up.

We are friends okay?
- Yes, we are friends.

Honest.
- Honest.

cross your heart.
- cross my heart.

Motherhood.

Yes, Robinhood.

Shall l ask you something?
- Ask.

When you were in college,
there must've been..

..an ambulance trailing behind you.
- Meaning?

l mean, men must've been
fainting left and right.

Apple-polishing, is it? Shut up.

You must've liked someone.
Else you wouldn't be humming.

Look, don't tell lies.
Tell me the truth.

Those were the days in college.
Those days are gone.

But we weren't like you.

You meet a girl in the morning,
and by evening, you're engaged.

ln your times, people went
platonic for six months.

You spent a year saying hello..

..how-are-you and
exchanging pleasantries.

By the time you get to
start a relationship..

..she gets to know that her parents
ha?e fixed her wedding elsewhere..

..which leaves the poor Romeo
to play uncle to Juliet's baby.

"l can't take my eyes off you."

"Nature's beauty means
nothing to me."

Pinky looks so happy.

She's very lucky.

The boy is so nice.
And it's a good family.

What are you thinking about?

She's going to get engaged.

And then, comes the wedding.

Don't worry. l've put
together a dowry for Pinky.

l'm her mother. l know my duty.

l'm not talking about that.
- Then what is it?

Look, Pinky's in-laws
live in the same city.

ln a way, that's good.
We can keep seeing here.

That's just why the secret
can longer be kept a secret.

What secret?

You know fully well. But you'd
rather have me speak about it.

l don't know any secret.

We shouldn't be selfish.

l can understand how
painful it's going to be for you.

But we should make a
clean break of it.

Have you ever thought
where this is going to end?

Even l'm scared
when l think about it.

But how long can
we keep it a secret?

Besides, the Khannas
are our friends.

When they come to know,
we'll lose face.

Then why are you asking me?
Go and keep up your face.

You always get your way with things.
Do whatever you want.

l can't say anything
else other than this.

l knew long ago that Pinky
could never be your daughter.

You're such a bore and
she's such a sweet girl.

We're the bride's people, after all.
You have the upper hand. Go on.

l won't let you off lightly.
We don't measure people..

..by labels and families.
lt's the heart that counts.

Am l right, Pooja?

He wants my opinion?

Don't you let go of your chance.

l need someone to second me.
Besides, you're my wife.

Will you ever speak against me?

Sure. That's what wives are for.

l think you should
tell Pinky everything.

Are you out of your mind?

Pooja, you don't know Pinky.

l don't think it's a
good idea to tell her.

The earlier we learn to
trust our children, the better.

Tomorrow, they shouldn't
blame us for cooking up things.

When a child falls,
he bruises himself.

lf the child was pushed,
the wound could run deep.

Today, Pinky is a girl.

Tomorrow, she will become a woman.

She might never forgive us.

This is not true.

Tell me, Papa,
that l'm your daughter.

Pinky, my child, l..

l'm my mama's baby. Tell me.

Yes. You're our daughter, dear.

Our darling daughter.

Then why did you say
that l have another mother?

l don't have another mom.
Even if it were true..

..you should ne?er have told me.

l told him, but he insisted.

Shobha, we shouldn't be selfish.

lf it's selfishness to be a mother..

lf it's selfishness to
crave for a daughter's love..

..then l'd rather be
a selfish woman.

Pinky, my child.

How long could we
ha?e kept this a secret?

After the wedding..

..when the documents relating
to your inheritance..

..are handed over to you..

..the truth would surely be out.

Your biological mother
is still alive.

We are your foster parents.

All of a sudden..

..there comes up a name.

A name that never concerned me.
Someone l was ne?er related to.

And today, she's my mother.

l have become her daughter.

But what difference does it make?

A lot of difference.

You pick up a plant
you have cared for..

You pull it out by the roots,
you throw it away..

..and you say that
it makes no difference to you.

lt will kill the plant.
lt will kill me.

Oh..

l had forgotten.
l'm not Pinky's mother.

l've forgotten it for years.

And today..
- Shobha, Shobha.

Shobha.

What difference does it make?

She deserted you
after you were born.

And today, she means
so much to you?

And those who gave you all their
love...they mean nothing to you?

What do l do?

Today, l hesitate even to ask
for a cup of tea in that house.

To think that
l would throw a tantrum..

..every time l wasn't
given what l wanted.

When l didn't like the food,
l'd smash the plates.

But today, l haven't the
courage to say a word.

Great. This is how you
pay your parents back.

Wonderful. ls this how you
repay their love for you?

Just because somewhere there's
a woman who gave birth to you.

So, that's why she's your Mother.

Why rake up the past?
What've you got to do with her?

Listen to me. Forget the story.

This is not a story.
There is someone.

She bore me. She is my mother.

You know what the word mother means?

This one word has changed my life.

She has snatched my family away.

Oh. l want to know her.

What about our love, the wedding,
our life together?

l can't say anything now.
- Or you don't want to?

Please, Vicky. Try to understand me.

l don't e?en know why
my mother deserted me.

What was her problem?

l don't e?en know who my dad is.

l wish to know more about myself.
Why don't you understand?

Okay. Okay.

What do you want to do?
- l'll meet my mother.

Then?
- What do you mean?

l mean what after that?

l can't tell that now.

Because you don't know?
- Yes.

When do you wish to go?
- As soon as possible.

Very well. We'll both
go and see your mother.

You aren't coming with me.
- Why?

Because this is a personal matter.

Am l an outsider?
- l didn't say that.

Pinky, for God's sake.
Don't be stubborn.

Alone. ln a strange place.
Among strange people...

l can take care of myself.
- But l'm coming with you.

No. No.

Nobody can come with me. No.

Pinky, listen.

Pinky.

Where have you been all morning?

Dad.

May l have a drink with you?

Have you had a drink before?

Beer.

Go ahead.
- Vicky.

Only one peg.
- Please, Mom. - l said no.

Sorry son.

Had a fight with Pinky?

What's the problem, son?

What difference would it have
made had God not created woman?

You wouldn't have been born.

God has created woman so that
you can grow up and abuse her.

You're becoming indecent day by day.

l'm not talking about you.
l'm talking about Pinky.

She picked a fight with me,
and she walked out on me.

Where has she gone?
- To find her newfound mother.

And you let her go?

To a strange
place...to meet strangers?

What if in a weak moment,
she does something wrong?

What else could l do?

l told her,
l'm ready to go with her.

But she screamed at me.
And she said no one goes with her.

She says no, and you drop the idea?

And you're madly in love with her?

Don't call my love mad, Dad.

Be a man.

lf you love her, then follow
her to the end of the world.

Bring her back.
Prove that you're my son.

Vicky, where are you going?

Ask him where he's going.

Don't you want your son to
know his responsibilities?

Let him make his own decisions.
Let him stand on his own feet.

Let him go.

Yes?

My name is Pinky.

l'm coming from Delhi.
From Dr. Kapoor's..

Who is it, Anju?

Who is this?

My niece.

Your uncle.

Greetings.
- Greetings.

How did you come alone?

Weren't you afraid of taking
such a long journey all alone?

No news. And no letter.
You could've sent us a telegram.

She might've decided on
the spur of the moment.

l'm seeing you after years.
l couldn't recognise you.

You wouldn't e?en remember me.
You were very small then.

20 years..

come, l'll show you to your room.

come.

This is your room.

Take a bath. The bathroom is there.

Take a hot water bath.
You'll feel fresh.

l'll lay the table in the meantime.

What's her name?

Pinky

Why has she come here?

Why does one come to
visit a relative?

And what did you say
your cousin's name is?

Mrs. Shobha Kapoor.

Strange, isn't it? A strange face,
a strange name you never heard of..

..comes knocking, and tells you,
let's play relatives.

Even l was surprised to see her.

So l thought.

Hi, Mummy.

Hello, Papa.

Hello, sweetheart.

She's your cousin from Delhi.

l'm Sweety.
- l'm Pinky.

Papa, isn't she sweet?

come, sit here.

Let Pinky sit beside me.

Sure. Why not?

come, Pinky.

Start, Pinky.

come on, let me serve you.

Pass the bowl, Sweety.

Hey, Sweetie.
- Yes, Father.

How was your day?

Nice, Papa.
- Okay. lt was a good game.

Good. lnvite me
sometime for the game. - Okay.

Pinky. Don't you play any games?

Sometimes. Jack of all you know?

How about a match
between Pinky and Sweety?

l'm not losing a match.
Won't you back me up, Papa?

Of course, my darling. 1 to a 100.

And l'll back Pinky.

Not one to hundred.
One to a thousand.

Sweety.

come to me, my child.
- What is it, Papa?

come here, at least once.

l'll show you a cartoon.
Looks just like you.

l don't want to see it.

Why are you angry with me?

Show me all your teeth. Let's see
how you look when you smile.

Papa, Papa..

Papa, will you recite that poem?
- Which one?

The one you had written
about me when l was very small.

Let your mummy
recite that poem. Anjali..

Recite that poem, which you
would when she was young..

All right.
- come.

come and sit beside me.

"came to my house."

"A little fairy came to my house."

"A little fairy.."

"She came riding on a
chariot lit with the moonlight."

"A little fairy came to my house."

"A little fairy.."

"Her words were as sweet as honey."

"On her breath,
the smell of perfumes."

"Her lips were like wet roses."

"Her cheeks were the
colour of ripe pomegranates."

"came to my house."

"A little fairy came to my house."

"A little fairy.."

"When she came, the
spring came with her."

"And flowers blossomed
in my house."

"l have seen her a thousand times."

"But l can't take my eyes off her."

" came to my house."

"She's the little fairy
who came to my house."

"A little fairy.."

"Then l asked her who are you?"

"She smiled and said l'm your love."

"l've lived in your heart forever."

"This is the first time
l've come to your home."

"She's the little fairy
who came to my house."

"A little fairy.."

"She came riding on a
chariot lit with the moonlight."

"A little fairy came to my house."

"A little fairy.."

What a beautiful poem.
You write so well.

Thank you..

Why don't you write
a poem about Pinky?

Why about Pinky?

He's my papa. He'll write about me.

He won't write about
anyone else. Not even about you.

Sweety.

You shouldn't talk
like that to a guest.

Who is she?

l cannot tell you yet who you are.

How long will she stay
in our house?

How long can l hide this?

lt's just a matter of a few days.

She isn't going to
stay here forever.

The way mummy was looking at her...
As if she'll never let her go.

Why did you leave me?

As of now, you will not understand.
Neither can l explain this.

Our well-wishers purport to
act in the best of our interests.

l've suffered for it.

l haven't seen my
daughter in 20 years..

..the daughter l bore.

ln life, these petty
events come and go.

One who understands and
adjusts accordingly, is wise.

May l call you my mother?

No.

Not yet.

Vicky you? Here?

Your tears tell me that you've
been crying your heart out for me.

Please, Vicky.

Aren't my eyes telling
you something?

At least, you can do me
the courtesy..

..of asking if l've
had a pleasant journey.

Vicky, l'm very disturbed.

So, you've met your mother,
ha?en't you?

You shouldn't have come here.

Now that you're here,
make sure you don't meet me.

Even if we meet, make
sure you don't recognise me.

l have a past and you know that.
But there's no place in it for you.

Madam, l had told
you...don't you rub it in.

l didn't come here to enjoy myself.

Watch this.

Hello.

You seem to be new here.

ls this an exclusive zone?

You are most welcome.

You are sweet.

The name is Sweety.
- Where do you live?

That's our house over there.
lt's called "The Past".

The Past?

Say, heads or tails.

Heads l win, tails you lose.
- Meaning?

l don't believe in losing.

That's dangerous.

lnteresting too.
- l reckon.

So, it's heads you win,
tails l lose. But what if l win?

Really?

God helps those who are in love.
You know that, don't you?

l could say l agree.

Even if He won't help
lovers don't bother about it.

Okay.

Which means come what may,
those who are in love, win.

You're interesting.

Not charming?
- Yes.

But how did love crop up?
- l leave that to your senses.

How long will you be here?

Well, depends.
- Meaning..?

lf l find a job here,
l'll stick around.

Otherwise, it's back home.

l can help you get a job.

But on one condition.
- What?

Ride my Tawny.

This pony?
- Tawny. That's his name. My Tawny.

l've won every cup there is
to be won in equestrians.

Maybe you don't know.

We'll see.
- Okay.

Does he follow Sanskrit?
- Try talking to him.

l'm your friend.

He surely understands French?
- Try.

Good day. We're friends.

Saw my Tawny?

You son of a gun. Move it.

Bravo, boy.

Well, Miss, do l have my job?
- Done.

Anju.
- Yes.

Look, there's a button missing
on my shirt. - coming just now.

Let me put it on.

All right.
l'll serve the breakfast.

Uncle..
- Yes?

can l come with you?
- Where?

To your office.

What will you do there?
You'll get bored.

l'll get bored at home too.

l'll help you in the office.
l'll be your secretary.

You won't get a better secretary.

Okay. Let's go.

l'll be back.

Anju.

Papa.

Papa, this is Vicky.
He's a great rider.

He broke Tawny in.

Hello, sir.
- l am ready.

Your sister?

No. cousin. From Delhi.

l see...hello.

Funny, l live in Delhi too.
But l'?e never seen you.

Delhi is a big city.

That's why l came to a small place
where everyone knows e?eryone else.

Papa..
- Yes, dear.

Vicky needs a job. Give him one.

What sort of job?

l'll do anything.

ln my opinion, no
work is big or small.

Man should understand
the dignity of labour.

What's your opinion?

Big words, coming from you.

Tough pitch. For me too.

You should be in school.

The tides of time,
sir. Landed me here.

But this is a nice place.

Sweety, if l give him a job,
what's going to be my reward?

Oh, you are my darling, Papa.

That's reward enough.

Well young man.
You've got yourself a job.

Thank you sir.
- Best of luck.

What's your name?
- Likh (Write)

l'm writing. Tell me.
- Likhu.

Yes..?
- Likhu.

Likhu.

Look, you change your name.

Every day, there's a mistake.
Dad's name?

Boojho (Guess)
- How can l guess your dad's name?

Wasn't my dad, was he?
Now give me your dad's name.

Boojho Singh.

Look, change your dad.
- What?

l mean change your dad's name.
Every day there's a mistake.

Name?
- Rambhajan.

Not my name. Your name.
- Rambhajan.

Yes, sir.

Put him on the trolley up there.

All the best, young man.
- Thank you, sir.

Bye, Miss.

You're a boy.

Ran away from school?
Or was it a fight at home?

What did you say your name was?

l haven't yet told you.

Please to.

Vikram Khanna alias Vicky.

Look, keep the Vicky in
the dicky and lce the alias.

Vikram Khanna will do.

Your address.
- Address?

Up there on top of the hill.

Will you fly to work by helicopter?

Work starts at six sharp.

He lives on top of a hill,
and gets the boss to recommend him.

Look, l'll put you up in the
company guest house. - Thanks.

May l move in bag and baggage?

Yes. Go, get it.

Malhotra construction? Yes.

His secretary speaking.

May l know who's calling?
Just a minute.

Sir. Phone. Mr. Mehra's on the line.

Yes, Mr. Mehra... tell me.

Secretary?

l didn't appoint her. l found her.
And she's very sweet.

Now about your strange idea of
building a five-star hotel here..

..when is your architect coming?

Okay.

l'll try.

Your room.

35 bucks will be deducted
from your salary every month.

You still have to pay two bucks for
the water, and five for electricity.

O?er there...the water tap.

You'll have to take the walk into
the forest for nature's calls.

Understand?

Beginning to. What about hot water?

What water?
- Hot water.

Hot water..

Up in the mornings, put out a
bucket of water under the sun.

come sundown,
it will have warmed up.

What do you think you
came here for? A holiday?

Water, hot.

Some romance.

l haven't had a bath in 27 years.
And he wants hot water.

These kids think life is a song.

What are you looking for, Vicky?

lrrelevant question.

Besides, you wouldn't
like to hear the answer.

Well, have you met your mother?

Yes. l met her.

So, now, you've had your wish?

Never mind my wishes. Just
get on with the flirting.

Not my fault if someone likes me.

As if you're the only
handsome man in the whole world.

lf this Vikram Khanna, alias
Vicky were to look in your eyes..

..and say these three
words "l love you"..

..your eyes will start streaming.

Try Vicky.

And here you are,
neck deep in this mess.

Has Mr. Amit come to know
who you are?

No.

Mummy must've told you
not to say it.

Yes, Vicky. And..

Worse, l can't even
address my mother as mummy.

Even after all these years...
l still can't call her Mummy.

You fancied hurting yourself,
Pinky. That's why you came here.

Now, who's the better off?
They were a happy family.

And you've landed in there
like a bolt out of the blue.

You haven't seen the end of it.

He doesn't know yet.
But once he gets wind..

You've no right to
destroy a decent man's life.

Let's go back, Pinky.

Back to Delhi.

Let's get married.

Vicky.

l'm changing my clothes.
One minute..

What do l do now? l'm in a soup.

lf she sees you here..

..she'll make sure l'm
headed straight back to Delhi.

And the mess you'll be in..

What do we do now?

ln the cupboard.
- What are you doing, vicky?

Putting on my tie.

Are you going out?

No... l'm undressing...
taking my tie off...changing..

What's the matter?
You look panicky.

No.

But you look chic.
- You said this in the morning.

Which is the funniest part.
Everything changes.

Eating habits, fashions, governments,
they all change. Everything changes.

Everything except
the cliche. l love you.

There's a feel-good thing about it.
- You too? l'm dead.

All set? - l was all set
to have a fit of epilepsy.

What do you mean?

l mean, Sweety, there's
something lovely, you know.

Show me.
- No.

Not in there. Not meant for ladies..

Not for ladies?
- Not at all.

God created this
exclusively for men.

Then, it must be something dirty.
No, it's lovely.

Let me see it then.
- No, you'll get a shock.

Something electric?

A million volts.
Look what it has done to me.

Now, let's get out of here.
- No. Let's sit here.

Lovely weather out there.
The beauties of nature.

Please. Listen to me.
Listen to me. You're a darling.

Let's climb a tree and
eat mangoes. come on.

Mangoes?
- Grass, maybe..

Sorry. come on.

Look at the weather. How romantic.

My love. My beauty.
My little flower.

lt's snowing heavily.
- Thrilling.

Yes, it is..

Your dad is bearing straight
down on us. - Why are you scared?

Look, your mother must be
looking for you. Go home.

Let's sit here and talk.
- Please. Listen to me.

Do you want me to get fired?
Do you want me back in Delhi?

No.
- Will you come to dinner?

Yes.
- ls it? Promise.

Do you eat with your left hand?

No. l just thought
l'd try it out today.

What happened?

Sandwiches.
- Sandwiches.

l was just thinking
about sandwiches.

Pity the tomato sandwiched between
a slice on top and a slice under.

lf you wish to eat a sandwich
then l'll make one for you.

Are you feeling all right?

What? No, l have a cold.

Bad manners.

You shouldn't sneeze at the table.

God bless you.

You must've been out in the snow.

No wonder, you've caught a cold.

Look at Pinky.
She didn't go out of her room.

Did you go out?

No, Mom... No, Aunt.

l thought she was
about to call you mummy.

Don't you think, Vicky?

There isn't much difference
between an aunt and a mother.

Right, sir?

lt's a question of
accepting the relationship.

Some mothers could
be worse than aunts.

Some aunts could be
better mothers, you know.

But l think, an aunt is an aunt.

And a mother is a mother.

Right, Mummy?

Pinky, drink your milk.

You didn't eat dinner properly.

The milk is laced with brandy.

You'll have a sound sleep.

l want to ask you something.

l think you aren't happy here.

You're worrying yourself sick.

Just tell me, who is my father?

Don't ask this question now.

Don't even think about it.

Good night, Aunt.

Are you thinking what l am thinking?

l was thinking about Sweety.

l see.

What are you thinking about?

About Pinky.

What were you thinking about Pinky?

You may be seeing her
after all these years.

But you needn't be so affectionate.

Sweety might feel neglected.

Am l giving her too much attention?

You're showering your love on her.

You know, l can't bear to
see Sweety becoming unhappy.

To live, a man needs
an object of affection.

Sweety is not only the object.
She's my life.

She's my life.

Oh.

Amit, tell me something.

l hope you haven't
stopped writing because of me.

Because of us...Sweety...
l, because of the family..

l feel sad,
whenever l think of it.

l feel guilty.

Not for once must you think that
you are responsible for my failure.

A part of my heart is dead, empty.

can l not fill that emptiness?

l would think that the
pain would heal the wound.

What if you didn't
think of the painful part?

Good or bad, that past,
that wound..

..why don't you take
it in your stride?

Anjali, l have tried.

But then l think not e?eryone
gets everything out of life.

Forget it.

Let's go to sleep.

What happened? You haven't slept?

l'm not getting sleep.

What are you thinking about?

Vijay..

Have l been a good wife?

lf you want it,
l'll give you a certificate.

l vijay Khanna, hereby certify..

You are the ideal
woman and the ideal wife.

come on.

First, you will have to flatter me.

l'm no poet.
l can't write odes in your praise.

l'm just a lowly mason..

..in the trade of putting
together brick and mortar.

At least you might try.

l am trying, sweetheart.

Here stands the wall between us.

l won't listen till you've
done your bit to flatter me.

Till then we're walls apart.

ls that a challenge?

Whatever you think.

l'm man enough.

And in my times,
l've breached many a wall.

When in love, fear not.

Lady, you're great. l worship you.

Now, you're on track.

You're nice. very nice.

You're beautiful. Very beautiful.

Your eyes..

My eyes?

Your eyes resemble..
- Resemble what?

The lantern burning
in a poor man's hut.

Vicky hasn't been writing.

God knows, how he is?

What will happen?

He's my son.
He must be enjoying himself.

"The colours of the blossoms,
the sheen of your skin."

"Those eyes like a fairy's,
the effect is stunning."

"You're always needling me.
l'll get engaged to someone else."

"How can someone else
as long as l am around?"

"Never. Let the daggers be drawn."

"Unless you say yes,
l'll use force."

"ln the end these lovers of
mine will always kill themselves."

"Stop playing hard to get."

"l'll grab you by the hair."

"Stop playing hard to get."

"l'll grab you by the hair.
And l'll drag you home."

"Let the daggers be drawn."

"l'll drag you home.
Let the daggers be drawn."

"You have a way with words."

"And l'm ready
for the consequences."

"Stop flirting
with the other girls."

"l won't lea?e you even
if God tries to stop me."

"lf you are so eager
l'll make you happy."

"l'm coming with you,
let the daggers be drawn."

"When you like someone,
you might fall in love."

"No use reasoning with your heart."

"Fight the heart and
you'll never win."

"Right, my love."

"When hearts come together
you will fall in love."

"No use reasoning with your heart."

"Fight the heart and
you'll never win."

"Right, my love."

"When hearts come
together you will fall in love."

"The coming together of
hearts is a matter of destiny."

"This is the place
to fall in love."

"For lovers, the world is
a young place to be in."

"Believe it or not
cupid can strike anyone."

"When you like someone,
you might fall in love."

"No use reasoning with your heart."

"Fight the heart and
you'll never win."

"Right, my love."

"Every heart craves for love."

"Love is life."

"Get close to someone."

"Give him your heart.
Give him your soul."

"Give someone a place in your heart."
- How?

"Be my guest."

"Find a place in someone's heart."

"Youth comes only once."

"The season of love comes only once."

"Don't miss this season."
- Why?

"The seasons of love
mustn't be missed."

"lt doesn't blossom e?eryday."
- What?

"The blossoms of love flower
only in the spring of youth."

"Say it to someone."
- What?

"That you love him."

"Make someone say it to you."
- What?

"That she loves you."

"Even if it means
getting a bad name doing it."

"That's the way with lovers."

"Let others heap insults on you,
every insult is your reward"

"Tell someone you love her."

"Hear, someone says
she's in love with you."

Mummy, l have come home.

You are welcome, my darling.

You love me, Papa?

l love you, darling Pinky..

..very, very, very much.

Your arrival has
brightened up our lives.

Without you, this
house looked so empty.

l have no one, Papa. No one.

l'm suffering for what l have done.

l'm coming back, Mummy.

l have no one.

l'm coming back, Mummy.

Yes. Boy.

10-2.

Aunt..

l want to go back.

So soon?

lt's been quite some time.

l just wanted to
meet you. l've met you.

Are you sorry you came here?

No. l was in the dark.

After l came here,
l've come to know everything.

And back in Delhi,
my parents are all alone.

They have no one else but me.

l've some duty towards them.

You're right.

l wanted to ask you something.

Yes?

What do you think of Vicky?

What?

Do you like him?

l..

Yes.

l wanted to know your
opinion before taking a decision.

He's nice...what can l say..

He lives in Delhi.
l can come and go often.

And we can meet too.

Maybe l'll get to know the
doctor and Shobha better.

l think Sweety and
Vicky make a good pair.

l have to discuss
this with my husband.

You lost.

How is Vicky?

He's a fine boy.
But...l don't get you.

l think Sweety has
taken a liking for him.

He likes her too.

Why not pair them off?

Have you asked Sweety?

lf you don't believe me,
you can ask her.

l'll ask her right away.

What are you drawing?
- That's my sketch.

Papa. Give it back to me.

Father, give it to me,
please. Please father, please.

Father.
- That's my guest house.

But who's this boy?

Please, Father.

Look, l won't talk to you.

l'll tell you who he is.

He's Vicky.

l like him too.

Are you in love with Sweety?

What do you think?

l think you're pretending.
You're cheating her.

Do you know what they
are thinking about you?

They're talking in terms of
getting you and Sweety married.

You'll surely come for the wedding?

Oh, no, be serious.

lt's a matter of her life.

Who is responsible for all this?

Go on, Pinky. Say it.

lt's all your fault.

You think, l travelled 11 00
miles to work in a stone quarry?

Did l come here for Sweety?
Did l leave home for this?

And your coming here...
now who has it made any happier?

Are you any happier?

Am l happier?

Are your parents happier?

Or is your newfound
mother any happier for it?

Go on. Bask in your newfound
mother's love as long as you can.

But only till Mr. Amit doesn't
know about all this.

Then all this sweet talk will turn
sour and love will turn to hatred.

And you're the root
cause of all this, Pinky.

Take it out on me if
you think it's my fault.

Why are you destroying
an innocent girl's life?

You can't destroy someone's home.

They gave you shelter,
they have trusted you.

ls this the way you repay them?

Your lies will kill that girl.

What you call a lie could be true.

l defy you, Vicky.

lf you are courageous, go and tell
them that you want to marry Sweety.

Pinky.

l have only one weakness in
my life. And you know that.

Please don't take
ad?antage of my weakness.

Don't ridicule me,
Pinky. You are my weakness.

l didn't come here to
destroy this family.

l didn't come here
to ruin their lives.

l wanted to go back with
you as soon as you would.

Anyway, l'll make you a promise.

After today, l won't give
you a chance to complain.

l promise.

Do you know Vicky?

Yes.
- How long have you known him?

l know him from Delhi.

Why has he come here?
- For my sake.

Why?

We are engaged.

He was against my coming here.

l fought with him and came here.

l fought with
everyone...with mummy...with papa.

For your sake. For my sake.

And after l came here..

You have been through so much.

Whose fault was it? And who suffers?

l will not make you suffer anymore.

l promise.

l have to make good those 20 years.

Mother.
- My dear. My dear.

Yesterday, it was Sweety.
Today, it's Pinky.

Till yesterday, you were
planning Sweety's wedding.

And today, Pinky
means everything for you.

Sweety is as much my
daughter as she is yours.

Don't misunderstand me.

Try to understand me if you can.

l feel like laughing at you.

Laughing on you being a
mother and on your mother's love.

You are a man after all.
You can't change.

And you, the woman.

You can't overcome your weaknesses,
your duplicity, your subterfuge.

l was making a mistake.
And l was so unaware.

l'm sure you're quite aware that..

..what you're doing will hurt
an innocent child.

You know she loves vicky.

And you also know that
Sweety isn't only my weakness.

After my poetry, she is
everything in life for me.

She is my poetry.

lf anyone tries to hurt her,
l'll make their life miserable..

..be it even my wife.

l feel so proud of you.

But you enrage me. l
wish l could kill myself.

A mother has to bear much.

But how much? How long?
There must be an end to it.

What sort of a mother are you?

You wish ill of the
child you have mothered.

You won't understand, Amit.

lt is not in your fate.

No man can understand.

Because you aren't a woman.

You aren't a mother.

You can't understand that no
mother will wish her child ill.

You break her heart
and you wish her well?

Why is Pinky so dear to you?

Who is this Pinky?

Who is she to you? Answer me.

Don't be obstinate,
Amit. lt's an old wound.

The wound is festering. lt stinks.

The poison has seeped into our lives.
lt's poisoning my family.

Who is this Pinky? Why is she here?

How are you related to her? Tell me.

Amit.

Pinky is my daughter.

Breakfast.

Uncle, l'm ready.
l'll be with you in a minute.

Yes?

Yes.

So, what am l to do?

Should l welcome this
architect with a garland?

lf he's coming here,
am l to blame?

Yes.

Uncle, tea.

Put it down.

Are you angry with me?

lf l have made a mistake,
please forgive me.

Why should you make a mistake?
l'm the one who is wrong.

Ever since you walked into my life,
life has become unbearable. Uncle.

Pinky is my daughter.

Amit, l couldn't sleep last night.

l can't quite make you out.

But l know what you are.

With hatred in your heart,
you can only go wrong.

And why this hatred?
How did it arise?

Who is Pinky's father?

He isn't alive.

He was a test pilot.

We were engaged.

l saw him get into that plane..

No..

Amit.

lt has been 20 years since.

For me, that was another lifetime.

After l came into your life,
l shut my past out.

l became yours. Entirely.

Amit.

My life begins with you.
My life ends with you.

For me, that past is dead.

Not dead. The embers are
still flying in my face.

Hi, friend, good morning.

You?

Are you the architect?

What do you think?

Do you think l'm out of a circus?

And you..

Given up poetry. Taken to stones.

You're the one who's going
to bring my designs to life.

This five-star hotel will be
one of its kind in this country.

l hope so.

And on the pretext, l'll have
the pleasure of seeing you often.

The site looks fine.
Let me take a look.

Who's that fellow?

He came here a few days ago.
Very hard working.

He's also from Delhi.

l think so too.

You know him?
- Will you please call him here?

Vicky.

Yes, sir.
- come here.

Right, sir.

Hey, you, young fellow.

When l was of your age,
l'd do the pentathlon. come on.

Dad.

Bhagirath. come on.

They call me vijay Khanna.
- They call me Vikram Khanna.

Please to meet you.

l am proud of you, my son.
- Thank you, Dad.

Excuse me.
- Yes. This Romeo is my son.

You shouldn't have hidden it
from me.

lt wouldn't have been any fun.

l've laid the dynamites.

The first blast is at
nine tomorrow morning.

After that, there will be
blasts every five minutes.

By 4pm, the hill will
ha?e become a rubble.

Excuse me, sir.
- okay.

l'll get back to my work.

l have a small request.
- Yes?

Dinner with us tonight.

You walked away from my house.

But l'll surely have
dinner with you.

Pooja will be happy.

ls she here with you?

l'd never come to this
godforsaken place all alone.

l'm the romantic type.

l gave up romancing
girls after the marriage.

Now, l make do with the wife.

Where are you staying?
- ln Mr. Mehra's zoo.

l'll pick you up in the evening.

Good. come on, let's go.

Won't you sit down?

Where's Mr Vijay?

He's getting dressed up.

He takes more time
than me to get dressed.

How have you been?

Alive.

ls that all?

What else?

Are you happy?

From the conventional
point of view, yes, l'm happy.

And married?

Yes. lt's been many years.

Your wife must be beautiful.

Your choice can never be bad.

Yes, my wife is beautiful.

But it wasn't my choice.

children?

One girl. A few
years younger to Vicky.

Have you met Vicky?
- Yes.

Did you like him?

He reminds me of my dreams.

Any more questions?

So many years, so many questions..

ln the end, life is reduced to
a few questions, a few answers.

How are you, Pooja?

Not Mrs. Pooja Khanna?
Like you addressed me that day?

coming from you,
it sounded strange.

You'll get accustomed to it.

l'm leading the life
you told me to live.

My husband, my home, my son..

..that's my world.

l've no complaints against my life.

All except one.

You didn't keep your promise.

l never promised you
l'd write poetry.

But l had begged of you.
As long as you wrote..

l'd live on, in some
corner of your heart.

That heart...was it ever mine?

After meeting you, l realise..

..that you haven't forgotten me.

Your memories...the only
thing that l treasure in my life.

Please, let me keep
what little l have left.

l feel so proud.

But l'm sad too.

My memories are the
cause of your sorrow.

l feel guilty.

Who is to stop you
from thinking about me?

But don't be sad when you think of
me. Be happy when you think of me.

As l feel happy
when l remember you.

When did you come?
- Long ago.

l am sorry, l am sorry.
come, let's go.

Weren't you and Amit
studying in the same college?

Yes.

Those must have been his days...
his poetry must've been evocative.

lt must've been hard not
to fall for the magic.

You must've met each other.
Right, Mr. Amit?

You're right.

To tell you the truth,
l'm confounded.

But if your poems were
the talk of those days..

Pooja's beauty
must've hit the headlines.

ln your place, l would've
fallen in lo?e with her.

Vijay, this is unwanted.

Not really out of place,
sweetheart. Maybe irrelevant now.

Anyway, l've never
talked much sense, have l?

l beg your pardon, Mr Vijay.

What you are thinking
isn't what you're saying.

There you're mistaken, Mr. Poet.

lf you're listening carefully, you'll
find that l'm speaking my mind.

Wasn't the anthology "Kabhi Kabhie"
published around that time?

Yes. Mr. Amit had
presented me a copy.

l'll show it to you
when we're back in Delhi.

And on our first night together,
you recited one of his poems.

Sometimes, my heart tells me..

..something-something.

Oh, hell.

Sometimes, my heart tells me..

My wife, Anjali.

Greetings.

Mrs. Khanna and l were
together in college.

Please be seated.
l'll lay the table.

l'll join you.

come.

Well, Mr. Vijay,
it's time for your drink.

l'm going to really
enjoy my drink.

Sweety.

Shall l ask you something?
- Go on.

Won't you cry a lot
once l go back to Delhi?

My foot.

Maybe you'll cry a little?

Not even a few drops?
- Never.

At least, you'll miss me
a lot. For a few days.

Then slowly you'll forget me.

You'll go to Delhi,
when l let you go.

l've had it.

What a fool l've been. lt was so
simple. And l couldn't grasp it?

Vijay Khanna, you
turned out to be a fool.

What happened, Mr. vijay?

What else could happen, Mr. Amit?

We men are very selfish.

A thing so petty...and now
it's blown out of proportion.

Friendships,
relationships...are forgotten.

A woman bears your children..

..spends 20 years of
her life with you.

Brings you happiness,
like rain on a barren land.

And yet a man thinks
about her past, her lovers..

Did she meet this man?
Did she love that man?

Man denigrates himself when
he thinks about these things.

Mr. Amit..

l didn't expect this from you.

l respect you a lot.

You're a poet. You understand
the world better than l do.

You met me. You came home with me.

Had you told me that you
were in lo?e with Pooja..

..my respect for you
would've increased tenfold.

This is a matter of pride for me.

Pooja is so beautiful. Men would
lay down their lives for her.

Believe me, l respect you.

And l respect your opinion.

But l beg your pardon.
You have never understood us.

You can never imagine the pain,
the ache, the passion..

..that ruled our hearts.

We are not liars. We aren't cowards.

lt's a very painful thing to do.

We sacrificed our love..

..for the sake of the happiness of
our parents and the social mores.

We had decided that we would
ne?er cross each other's paths.

Even if we did meet,
we would meet as strangers.

And when we met, we would
ne?er betray our emotions.

Those emotions we would bury.
Our feelings we would strangle.

Swayed our hearts once..

To do that, one needs courage.

The determination to do it.

The scar lies in my heart.
Reputations, untarnished.

Bravo.

Pooja.

Tears in your eyes?
- can l not even cry?

For what reason?

Will you tell me the truth?

Yes. Ask me.

You are like a God in a man's..

..outfit and a man in God's outfit.

Pooja, my darling..

lt is an achievement
if a man is humane.

Believe me, l'm very proud of you.

What are you thinking about?

What if you hadn't
come here, what then?

What difference would
that have made?

So many times,
l wanted to kill myself.

And l lost you so many times.

But then l won you back again.

Maybe this is love.

Darling, love is life.

What's happening?
Have you gone mad?

l hate her, l hate her.

Tell me what happened?
What madness is this?

Pinky. That lousy woman.

Ever since she has come here,
she has become the boss.

Mummy loves her.
As if she's her daughter. Not me.

Sweety. - And now, she's romancing
Vicky. Right in front of my eyes.

Vicky is mine. And she knows that.

She has no rights.

She is a lousy woman.

You're becoming a spoilt brat.

You don't know how to
talk to your father.

lf l can pamper you, then l can
straighten you out as well.

Brat.

Papa slapped me.

No one loves me.

l'd rather die. l'll kill myself.

Why are you taking it out on Sweety?
- What do you mean?

You're angry with me.
You can't forgive me.

Forgive... A woman like you?

Someone who hid her sin
for 20 years..

You remained a good wife and didn't
reveal this secret to your husband.

You're unparalleled.

That was my past.

There is no present without a past.

On the foundations of the past,
stands the present.

The present is born
from the womb of the past.

What about your past, Amit?

What do you mean?

Why don't you admit it
that you still love Pooja?

You could never forget her.
- Anju.

Hurts, doesn't it?
l touched a nerve, didn't l?

l don't have to listen to nonsense.

As your wife,
l too have a right to your love.

You lost that right the day you
ga?e birth to an illegitimate baby.

Why are you raking
up my past repeatedly?

l beg of you.

l don't want to lose you.

You mean everything to me.

lf not for me, then at
least for Sweety's sake.

Please. Don't destroy
the home we have made.

Forgive me.

No, Anju. You can't be excused.

Remember the day 20 years ago?
When l gave up everything.

l came to you.
For living a life together.

l shut out my mind, my heart.
l stopped writing.

l wanted to become a husband,
a father.

And you betrayed me.

You cannot be forgiven.

You will have to suffer for
what you did 20 years ago.

Very well, Amit. lf this
is your decision, so be it.

What's the use of living
like strangers under one roof?

Meaning?

lf we can't give love to each other,
if we can't trust each other..

..then let us part ways.

l have never
interfered in anyone's life.

l have never looked back
at the past.

Whether you want to stay..

..or leave is all your wish.

Sweety. Stop.

Stop. lt's dangerous.

Blasting is on.

Sweety. Stop.

l am sorry.

Sweety.

Dhannu.

Let's go, Dhannu.

Sweety.

Sweety. Stop.

Vicky.

Vicky.
- Sweety.

Vicky.

Sweety. Stop.

Leave me. Leave me.

Let me go. Leave me.

What's wrong with you?
Do you want to kill yourself?

l'll kill myself.
Why are you bothered?

You go flirt with Pinky.

Pinky is my fiancee.
We're engaged.

What?

Vicky.

Sweety.

Vicky.

Sweety.

Vicky.

Sweety.
- l am sorry, Father.

Are you all right?

l am proud of you, my son.

Are you all right, Sweety?
- l'm fine.

Forgive me, Pinky.
l didn't know about you and vicky.

Oh, Sweety.

Pinky.

Anju.

You aren't leaving your home.

l won't let you leave.

l've put you through
so much suffering.

My hatred was consuming me.

Had something happened to Sweety,
it would've killed me.

Amit...Oh, Amit..

ln life, this moment is everything.

Whatever is past is past.

l'm yours, Anju. Only yours.

l'm begging for your love.

Forgive me. Please.

Amit.
- Forgive me.

"Life is the elixir."

"We have to get
the most out of life."

"For the sake of others,
we will have to live our lives."

"To life give your lo?e."

"To life l pledge loyalty."

"Together, we shall pray for life."

"For an eternity, my
poetry will be sung."

"For an eternity, my
story will endure."

"ln ecstasy, l will live forever."

"l am the
fountainhead of eternal youth."

"For an eternity,
my poetry will be sung."

"For an eternity,
my story will endure."

"ln ecstasy,
l will live forever."