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"These moments, these memories I'll cherish for years to come"

"Should these seasons go away, I'll complain"

"I'll remember these moments for years to come"

"If these seasons go away, I'll complain"

Don't they suffer the heat, aunt? Don't they feel hot?

Stop the car, Rajsingh.

Why, aunt?

What are you doing?

Come, Viren.

You too come on out of the car.

Aunt? - Come on, Viren.

But aunt, here?

Bow down and touch your forehead to this land, son.

Bow? What for?

Because you've come here for the first time.

This is the threshold of your house.

Won't just joining my hands do? The ground must be very hot.

Viren. - Ok, ok, don't glare like that.

Forehead!

Help me, God!

I said, bow down and touch your forehead to the ground.

Oh, God! God!

Get back inside, aunt. - Come on.

Get moving, Rajsingh.

You used to pine for this desert while you were away?

This is not just a desert.

Just look around, it's full of your family's legends.

Legends don't have to bear the heat.

Or they'd get blisters too!

Keep quiet. - Just look!

They are sitting there as though this desert is air-conditioned!

What stuff are these people made of?

They are made out of the local soil.

They're as seasoned as the trees above them.

God bless them.

And thank God, Papa migrated before I was born, else...

When this sun seasons you in a couple of days...

...and when it narrates the many legends of your ancestors...

...you too will get attached.

Impossible! Impossible, aunt.

After signing the papers...

...I'll catch the first flight to London.

As you command, Prince.

Don't use that tone with me, please.

I feel as though you're scolding me!

I am scolding you!

Okay, I won't run away.

I'll do my work, bow to the land...

...seek your permission, then go. Happy?

Forget all that for now.

Your talk has moved the mansion itself to hug you!

Hello, aunt! - Hello.

Hello, sir! - Hello.

Come, Viren!

The prince has certainly grown up!

This is the caretaker of this place. Sudeshwar Narayan Tiwari.

What's all this farce? - Tradition, son.

Your father has gone abroad...

...but your parents' portraits hang here.

Portraits don't have feet to run away, you see... - Viren.

Sorry. Sorry. Can I remove this garland now?

Yes. - Ma'am, our neighbour, Mr. Thakur is here.

Ok. - Who is he?

He's not just a neighbour, but also your father's best friend.

When the world had deserted him, this man stood firmly by him.

Don't just greet him casually, but bow to him...

...and address him respectfully. Come.

Hello.

When children grow up, Viren...

...their place is not at one's feet. It's in one's heart.

I've come here after 18 years today...

...just to embrace you, son.

Aunt, I didn't make any mistake, did I?

No. You just reminded him of your father.

And the proud local men and women don't let their tears be seen.

Come, I'll show you your room.

"In my courtyard...

...there is a swing."

"My mother-in-law is a darling!"

"I got drenched in the rain."

"O dear clouds..."

"O dear clouds"

"O dear clouds"

"Your heart is definitely yearning, the way you're showering..."

"whom have you fallen in love with?"

"Your heart is definitely yearning, the way you're showering..."

"whom have you fallen in love with?"

"O dear cloud..."

"O dear cloud..."

"Your heart is definitely yearning, the way you're showering..."

"whom have you fallen in love with?"

"In my courtyard there is a swing."

"My mother-in-law is a darling! I got drenched in the rain."

"In my courtyard there is a swing."

"My mother-in-law is a darling! I got drenched in the rain."

"My state is somewhat like yours"

"Your state is somewhat like theirs"

"Your state is somewhat like theirs"

"My state is somewhat like yours"

"Drench me in rains, O clouds"

"for someone has uttered my name"

"O dear clouds..."

"O dear clouds"

"O dear clouds"

"O dear clouds"

"Tell us his name... _ No.-

"Where does he live? - No!"

"Is he a prince? Tell us"

"Who is he?"

"Monsoon swings have some up in the parks."

"Spring has set in; flowers blossom"

"Spring has set in; flowers blossom"

"Monsoon swings have some up in the parks."

"My friends say things that make...

...me blush; lower my gaze..."

"O dear clouds"

"O dear clouds"

"Why am I longing? Why is it raining?"

"Whom am I missing?"

"Why am I longing? Why is it raining?"

"Whom am I missing?"

"O dear clouds"

"O dear clouds"

"O dear clouds"

"O dear clouds"

"Why am I longing? Why is it raining?"

"Whom am I missing?"

"Why am I longing? Why is it raining?"

"Whom am I missing?" - Viren.

What are you thinking of, son?

Of you.

Of me? I'm a thing of the past now.

Think of the days to come, son.

Don't avoid the issue. You brought me to my home.

But surely you have a home too.

You haven't talked about it till date.

Yes. And that's strange, isn't it? I had totally forgotten.

You've reminded me...

...that I too had a home once.

But so much time has gone by...

...that I don't even think of it.

It's only your voice that echoes in my ears.

Aunt... Aunt...

Aunt. - May you live long, son.

"These moments, these memories, I'll cherish for years to come"

"And if these seasons change, I'll beg for them"

"These moments, these memories, I'll cherish for years to come"

"And if these seasons change, I'll beg for them"

"From these glimpses of my dreams..."

"from the bondage I share with my memories..."

"how will I ever set my heart free?"

"And if these seasons change, I'll plead for them"

"These moments..."

What's the matter with you, Viren?

Nothing.

Do you remember that boy who would tell me everything?

There's nothing to tell, aunt.

Then why are you sitting in the dark?

I just thought somebody would switch the light on, and you did.

And if I hadn't, would you continue sitting in the dark?

Anyway, you have to go to dine at Mr. Thakur's, remember?

I'm not in the mood.

It's you who is invited, not your mood.

You'll have to go. Come on.

Viren... come, son. - Sir.

Live long.

I can't tell you how happy I am to see you here.

Pallavi! Pallavi!

Take it and hold it in your hand!

The prince's hand got burnt! - What happened?

Is it burning too much, son? - I'm fine! Fine!

It's nothing serious.

You're great!

If it were me instead of you, I'd have screamed this place down.

What's the fun in getting burnt without making a noise?

Then why did you get burnt, Viren?

You know my name?

See what he's asking?

Whether you know us or not, Prince Virendra Kumar Singh...

...everybody out here knows you.

You're the prince back from London. And who am I?

I'm Pallavi. - What are you...

I'm the only daughter of your father's friend who is scolding me right now.

Now don't say you're happy to meet me.

Consider it all said and done.

Sir! - Oh, it's you, sir.

You really made me wait.

Now he'll say, he had a call from Karan Singh.

Sorry, but I got a call from Karan Singh.

Just as I was through with that...

...I got a call from the SP.

Just as I was through with that I got a call from the SP.

I'm fed up with this phone. I'm thinking of having it disconnected.

I'm really fed up with all this. I'm thinking of having it disconnected.

He's a thorough liar, Viren! He's always like this.

And the funniest part is everyone knows he has no phone!

Isn't that hilarious?

"These moments, I will remember for years"

"And when the seasons change, I will complain"

"These moments, I will cherish for years"

"If the seasons change, I will beg for them"

"Do not tease me, Lord Krishna"

"I'm only a milkmaid... I'm not Radha"

"Do not tease me, Lord Krishna"

"I'm not a milkmaid... I'm not your beloved, Radha"

"Do not tease me, Lord Krishna"

"Why have you held my hand?"

"I implore you, O Krishna"

"Why have you held my hand?"

"I implore you, O Krishna"

"You are naughty, O Krishna"

"I'm only a milkmaid... I'm not your beloved Radha"

"Do not tease me, O Krishna"

"It's Radha you always tease"

"She's the one you love"

"Why have you doused those colours on me?"

"For I am only a milkmaid... I'm not your Radha"

"Do not tease me, O Krishna"

"I'm only a milkmaid... I'm not your Radha"

"Do not tease me, O Krishna"

Viren!

Hello, sir. - Bless you, son.

Please take this.

Bless you, dear.

Please have this.

Is this the way to accept a blessed offering?

Come on, bow to me first.

Pallavi!

I know my name, papa.

Come on, bow to me. - How can he do that?

Why? Has he hurt his spine? And I'm older to him too.

And what are you gawking at? Come on, bow to me.

Enough, my child.

Okay, cup your hand please.

The right one.

Better you open your mouth!

What are you looking at him for? Forgot your mouth at home? Open it.

You haven't had your breakfast yet, have you? - No.

So have it with me. - Aunt won't forgive me if I do.

She won't mind if it's with me.

He must have had all his favourite dishes made.

Roti (spicy flatbread).

My mouth's watering, Dad. I'll have breakfast at his place.

You go ahead and get it all ready. I'll join you there soon.

Aunt!

Aunt! - Yes?

I feel like having breakfast on the terrace.

Terrace? But it's cloudy today.

Cloudy? - Yes. - That's wonderful!

You keep breakfast ready. I'll join you right away.

If it starts raining, how will you eat?

You'll just get wet for nothing.

A superb breakfast. All these tasty things and the rain...

Aunt can really cook well. - Here, have this...

I can eat by myself now. I've grown up.

Everybody grows up. But no one outgrows their elders.

No, dear, the prince has really grown up now.

You've grown big, sir.

It's my hands that are smaller now.

Your hand is bigger than the sky.

I'm sorry!

You haven't seen Rajasthan, have you?

Aunt never showed it to me.

How could I? It's his first visit here.

Then I'll make it unforgettable for him.

I'll show him around...

...and get him stuck on to it like glue on an envelope!

But it's raining today. We'll make it tomorrow. Ok?

There's someone from your house, ma'am.

I'll leave then. Be ready tomorrow, Viren.

Let the rain stop, my dear. - It's okay.

Be ready, Viren.

Is she the reason why you're so lost in thought these days?

Yes.

But she's older than you.

So what? I'm also younger to her. It's fine.

But such things aren't accepted in this country.

Does she love you just as much?

I don't know.

But you must know.

I'll ask her then.

Viren! Viren!

Yes, aunt?

What's this? - Pallavi has sent it for you.

For me?

A letter too?

'With due regards, to the prince back from London.'

'You must have seen such a dress in the old portraits.'

'But this is the real attire of our ancestors.'

'Play the Rajput just for today, or you'll look like a tourist... '

and Rajasthan won't be one with you.'

How can I wear these, aunt? I'll look a fool in this!

Your ancestors didn't!

But I'm not my ancestor.

But why tell me all this? Return it.

You can explain it to her.

No. I'll wear it.

I'll wear it.

I'll come downstairs only if you shut your eyes, aunt.

All right.

You must promise not to laugh at me.

I promise. I won't laugh. Even if I feel like it.

Aunt!

You promised you wouldn't laugh!

Didn't I say I'd look foolish? I'm not going!

No, you don't look foolish at all. You look handsome.

Hurry up and leave. They must be waiting for you. Go on.

Do I look good? - Very good.

Hello, sir. - Hello.

May we leave? - Yes.

Have you brought the car? - No, sir.

In that case, I'll take my car. - No, sir.

No? How will go?

I've brought a camel, sir. - A camel?

Yes, sir.

On this!

Go on.

Are you okay, sir?

It's all right! It's okay.

Go on.

Make it stand.

Steady...

Go on.

Bye.

Nothing's going to happen.

When I'm sad, I go to this place I'm taking you to.

What do you do when you're sad? - But I'm never sad.

You'll be sad when you're lonely.

The song means 'When the peacock calls in the night... '

it pierces my heart like a dagger.'

"When the pea-hen calls at midnight..."

"My bangles..."

"My bangles tinkle, O Sir... they tinkle in my hands"

"When the pea-hen calls in the jungle at midnight."

"I literally die of shame when people listen to my love story"

"It was a slip of the tongue, when I was chatting..."

"and then my bangles tinkled, O Sir, they tinkled in my hands"

"As the pea-hen in the jungle called out in the night"

"Whenever I see the moon in the sky, my eyes overflow with tears..."

"...my eyes overflow with tears."

"I don't know when my beloved left. But I wilted within, over the years"

"I don't know when my beloved left. But I wilted within, over the years"

"My thirst was never quenched even by the rains�

"And my bangles tinkled, O Sir, they tinkled in my hands..."

"as the pea-hen called in the night"

"Nights I have spent lonely and sleepless"

"I have been robbed of my sleep"

"Nights I have spent lonely and sleepless"

"I have been robbed of my sleep"

"My peace of mind has left with my beloved"

"And my bangles tinkled, 0 Sir. The bangles tinkled in my hands..."

Hello? - This is Salamat Ali, sir.

Yes, advocate, go on.

I'm sorry, but we've lost the case, sir.

What? We lost the case?

But how? You said...

I tried my best, sir, but...

But your best wasn't enough.

You just lost a case, but I've lost everything.

Hello! Mr. Thakur...

My wealth, this mansion...

...everything...

Kishan!

Pallavi!

What happened? - Nothing, my dear.

I'll call the doctor. Wait here, Viren, I'll be right back.

Please sit, Viren.

I want to talk to you. - Yes, sir.

Nobody knows this except me.

I had a case against my stepbrothers...

...concerning our property.

Today the High Court has ruled against me.

I'm not bothered about myself - You'll be fine, sir.

Pallavi will just die, if she gets to hear of it.

Look after her.

Explain it to her.

I can't entrust her to anybody else's care.

Nothing will happen...

I've sent for the doctor.

Come, dear. I want to tell you something. - What?

Whatever I'm telling you... - Don't talk, papa...

I've explained it to Viren here.

Papa, please relax...

I've entrusted you...

Papa? ...to Viren.

What do you mean?

Trust him, child.

Please rest now. Don't talk.

Hail Goddess Bhavani!

Papa! Viren, do some...

Papa!

Papa!

Papa!

Papa!

I'm extremely worried about her.

She hasn't eaten for the past two days.

She's like a stone. She won't talk or listen.

Please do something.

Where had you been?

I was awaiting you for ages!

Siddharth!

Pallavi!

Pallavi!

Pallavi! Pallo! Pallo!

Aunt! Aunt!

Cry, dear. Go ahead and cry.

What's this?

I didn't know my eyes held so many tears.

Your father won't like you crying like this.

I'm not used to living without him.

What shall I do?

Face the facts, and learn to live without him.

But how did this happen?

I don't know. It was all so sudden.

But whatever he had to tell, he told Viren.

Who's he?

Our neighbour.

The one who was here yesterday?

Will you listen to something I have to say, Viren?

Why ask? Have I ever refused to obey you?

In that case, you must return to London today itself.

You're being unfair, aunt.

You wouldn't let me return, when I wanted to.

And now that I don't want to leave, you're asking me to go.

I've promised her father.

Ma'am... - What is it?

Mr. Siddharth is here to see the prince.

Tell him that I'll be there. - All right, sir.

Hello. - Nice to meet you.

Please sit down. - Thanks.

Have a seat.

Everything is well over there, I hope?

I can't really say, sir.

Call me Viren, Mr. Bhatnagar.

That also sounds very formal. Call me Siddharth.

Okay. Siddharth!

Sounds better.

I don't know whether Pallavi has mentioned me to you.

No. Nothing.

We are in love. We love each other.

You're very fortunate. Very lucky.

But my family background is not as grand as yours.

Does that make any difference?

Not to me, and maybe even you. But her father was very orthodox.

It was very important to him.

Let alone a background, I don't even have a family!

But then, your name...

I'm told I was found on a street and brought up in an orphanage.

When it was time for me to go to school...

...a father's name was essential.

The manager liked me a lot, so he put his own name for me.

I was a good student, so I won scholarships and continued to study.

This way, an orphan became an officer in the air force...

...and at an air force function, I met Pallavi.

To be frank with you, Viren...

...I was very scared of my feelings for her.

But she's a special girl. She said it made no difference to her.

And that she'd manage her father.

He's no more. Sol thought why get married here?

May I take her with me? We'll get married there.

Mr. Bhatnagar... I'm sorry. Siddharth...

If you don't mind, we'd prefer that she weds here...

...and the bridal couple leave her ancestral home together.

What say, aunt? - Yes.

Hello, aunt. - Bless you.

Have you spoken to her about the wedding?

I thought I'd talk to Viren and then he'd convince her...

Don't worry about that. I'll talk to her myself.

Ck-.

Hello, Viren here.

This is Salamat Ali speaking. Mr. Thakur's lawyer.

Yes?

I've spoken to them, like you asked. But they are adamant.

Bring them to me. I know how to deal with such people.

Whose phone was it? - I'll tell you later, aunt.

Give me a list of your invitees. I'll invite them all.

There'll be just two from my side. Aunt and yourself.

Thanks a lot!

I'll go now.

Ok, Viren.

I didn't show him my feelings, did I?

No, son.

Sir, this is Mr. Thakur's mother...

...and they are Prakash Singh and Dhanraj Singh, his...

Step-brothers. My sons.

You know what I want.

How will we know what exactly you want?

I don't want the case's result disclosed to the family here.

Pallavi will have to be told. She has to vacate the house.

We're sorry that he died just after hearing the news.

We didn't have the pleasure of throwing him out physically...

But this girl...

Watch what you say! Not one vile thing against them.

Now listen to me.

Until she leaves the house with her husband...

...you're to stay away from here.

What will you give us for that? - What's your price?

When will she leave? - Next week.

That means six days from now.

That makes it Rs.600000.

And Rs.100000 more for the slap you gave me.

Salamat Ali Khan. - Yes, sir.

Give them a cheque for Rs.1 million.

And just take them away!

Come, ma'am.

Today all my efforts have been worth it, Viren.

Today you've really matured, Prince Virendra Kumar Singh.

Today I feel like addressing you by your title.

Aunt! - Bless you!

I've arrived.

"You called me, here I am. I've brought my life in my palms."

Aunt! - Bless you.

How are you? - Losing some hair...

How come you're here?

Then would there be a wedding without me?

Come, dear.

There's something I wanted to discuss with you.

Oh, my God!

One moment.

Hello!

I'm Prem Anand. I'm Vireo's childhood friend.

You know when I was seven... - Prem...

I got it.

Hello! - Hello!

Tell me!

Is she a girl or a bombshell? When are you getting married?

You've just come. Have a wash, then we'll chat...

Good idea! What a girl you've chosen.

She is too much! She is three much, four much! Viren!

Viren!

I admit she's so lovely. It won't be easy to forget her.

But you should have told her of your feelings, at least once.

What difference would that have made?

She'd have loved her guy anyway.

Well, it's not the end of the world!

I don't know. It might be.

But you... - There are no ifs and buts in love.

I didn't love her with the stipulation that she must love me too.

She loves Siddharth, she'll be happy with him.

That's all I want.

May fortune smile on you.

You always were beautiful...

...but never as beautiful as you look today.

I miss father very much.

That you will, all your life.

He always said he'd go as dowry with you.

Now his memories are your dowry.

No, don't cry.

May God give you a long happy life.

What's wrong with Viren? He hasn't met me for days.

He's very busy with the preparations.

He's looking after everything himself.

Your father had handed over your responsibility to him.

Tell him that I won't leave without meeting him.

If I see him, I'll give him your message.

"This kurta that's made of muslin..."

"My beloved you come to me."

"I've eaten betel leaf of Babaras."

"I await you at the door. Come dressed in a muslin kurta..."

I was told you were asking for me...

I don't know whether my father was happy with my choice.

But since I'm in your charge...

...tell me, do you approve?

Why not?

You shouldn't answer a question with another question.

Are you happy?

Yes.

Then I am too.

I've been very bad to you.

I've really harassed you.

What nonsense!

You're very nice, very good.

If I can ever be of help, write to me.

Can I?

Go on.

Can I call you by your first name?

Pallavi.

Come, my dear. Everybody is waiting.

You too, Viren.

"These moments, these memories, I shall cherish for years to come"

"Should the seasons change, I will beg for them"

"These moments, these memories, I shall cherish for years to come"

"Should the seasons change, I will appeal for them"

"I will cherish for years..."

"I will cherish for years..."

May you live long!

Whenever you come, stay here a while.

Nobody should say the house is empty.

No, don't worry about that.

We'll look after the house now.

You... What are these people doing here, Mr. Salamat?

Tell her, sir. She's asking, what are we doing here?

This is ours now.

We were quiet because of Prince Virendra Kumar Singh.

Else, we'd have thrown you out six days ago.

Can't you people be polite?

Who is this guy? Is he trying to teach us to be polite?

Don't ever think it's only Rajputs who are self-respecting.

Every decent man can kill and die for his self-respect.

If you say another word, there'll be a death here.

Whose death? - Either yours, or mine.

Siddharth.

No. This is not the time to keep quiet.

You people had said you'd come tomorrow.

You've got it wrong.

We were paid Rs.1 million to keep away till today.

What's all this about? What time limit? What Rs.1 million?

Kishan. Throw these people out of our property.

This house, this land, is all ours now.

Your father had lost the case...

Yes, Viren wanted you to leave happily...

...before they claimed it all.

That's why he had to buy some time from them.

Papa died, the mansion is not mine.

I've become all alone now.

God forbid! Why should you feel alone?

You have your husband with you.

I cried so much against these walls.

Such insult to those tears.

I'll never forgive Viren for this.

That's your personal opinion, but he did his duty.

We both are indebted to him. And it's a debt we can never repay.

Just take me away from here.

Bless you, dear.

But don't misunderstand Viren.

There's no question about that.

Now I know why he didn't wait for you.

He didn't want to face this moment.

I'd have done the same thing if I were he.

No work is done without contacts these days, especially plane bookings.

Your seats are confirmed.

Who are those other tickets for? - For you.

And the other? - For me.

Don't be funny, Prem.

I know you much better than you think. You can't cry alone.

When your dad died, I was present.

You used a shoulder to cry on.

What will I cry for this time? - For your love.

Until you forget Pallavi, I won't leave you.

I don't think I'll ever forget her. - We'll see!

"These birds and the clouds are crazy about lovers..."

"Who are we, O companion?"

"I can't remember, I've forgotten"

"These birds and the clouds are crazy about lovers"

"Who are we, O companion?"

"I can't remember... I have forgotten"

"I can't remember, I have forgotten"

"We need nothing"

"Nothing is more beautiful than love"

"Where will these waves take us?"

"I have no regret, you are my shore"

"Life is but flowing water... it can't be trusted"

"The birds and the clouds... they're crazy about lovers"

"Who are we?"

"I can't remember, I've forgotten"

"I can't remember... I have forgotten"

Lost, we are

"Asleep, we remain"

"The world looks for us... and we are lost"

"Asleep in a bed of desire"

"Come, let's get closer"

"Let's lose each other in an embrace"

"We share dreams together... there's nobody else"

"These clouds and the birds are crazy about lovers"

"Who are we?"

"I can't say... I have forgotten"

"I can't remember, I have forgotten"

"Birds and the clouds are crazy about lovers"

"Who are we?"

"I can't remember. I have forgotten"

"I can't remember, I have forgotten"

How lengthy a letter will you write? Do you aim to tire him?

It's finished.

May I ask you something? How long will you go on writing to him?

Why? You don't like me doing so?

But he hasn't replied to you at all.

What difference does that make?

He must know he's very special.

Pallo... - Yes.

Come here... closer.

May I say something?

Has Viren ever told how much he loves you?

What! Did you say he?

I thought as much. I knew you'd have no inkling.

What nonsense! You're crazy...

I realised it the day you ran to me...

...while he thought you sought his arms.

He stretched his arms out too.

But when you fell in my arms...

...he realised he had no place in your heart.

But why didn't I realise it all?

Because you had your eyes on me then.

Then why didn't you tell me?

I don't have a copyright on love.

Any man would fall in love with you.

I won't write to him! - Why not?

Give him some time to forget you. It's not easy to forget one's first love.

Are you my husband or Viren's lawyer?

No advocating, I'm only speaking the truth.

Promise me you'll write to him.

viren..

'I'll pen you so many letters you'll get fed up and reply to me

'I'll never forgive you for going away without meeting me

'Listen... '

I didn't know that motherhood would mean so much to me.'

'Haven't you caught on? I'm pregnant.'

Aunt!

Speak loudly please.

Very bad news, son.

You're well, aren't you?

Yes, but Siddharth was killed in a car accident.

No!

She wasn't with him, was she?

Yes, she was.

There's nothing to fret about, is there?

Yes, there is. You better rush over.

All right.

I understand, but we'll have to operate.

She has lost a lot of blood.

And between the mother and child, I can save only one.

Then save the mother.

Please do me a favour.

Save my baby.

Please, ma'am, don't talk much.

I beg you...

I beg you...

Trust in God. If He wills, both will be safe.

I could save the baby, but she's very serious.

There's no time. She wants to see you.

Viren was also a baby when you took him, right?

Yes.

Viren is here too.

Viren, you better go and meet her.

Viren! - Please don't say anything.

Don't go. Please, I beg of you.

You had asked me not to hesitate if I wanted something.

Well, I want you to live and be happy.

I want you...

"These moments, these memories...

...I will cherish for years to come"

"Should the seasons change...

...I will beg they be returned"

"I will cherish for years"

"I will cherish for years"

"When the pea-hen...

...calls out in the night"

"The bangles tinkle..."

"The bangles tinkle in my hands...

...See this, O Sir"

"The bangles tinkle in my hands"

"When the pea-hen...

...calls out in the nights"

Hello, aunt!

Where did you find this beauty?

Beauty is found everywhere. Beauty is beauty after all.

Then is it... - Yes, Pallavi's daughter.

What's her name?

She has to be raised with reverence.

So I've named her Pooja (prayer).

Leaving today, son? - Yes.

Just one more day...

Don't force me. I won't stay.

When I wanted to stay, you insisted I go.

And now that I wish to go, you stop me.

See Pooja, just once at least. She's one-year-old today.

I can never forget her birthday.

Can you blame her for that?

No. But I wish her birthday...

...and Pallavi's death anniversary didn't clash.

When will you come again?

Next year, on the death anniversary.

You've grown up now. Adults must learn to forget the past.

That's just it. I just can't forget.

I'll go now. - Bless you.

My little doll; my little child

"From fairyland one day..."

"a prince will come...

...to take you away to the castles"

"My little doll...

...you will one day cast a magic spell"

"You will grow up..."

...and I'll be an old woman"

"Don't you forget these ties we share"

My little doll; my little child

"From fairyland one day..."

"a prince will arrive...

...to take you away into the castles"

"My little child; my little doll..."

"From fairyland one day..."

"a prince will arrive...

...to take you away to the castles"

"a prince will arrive...

Is he here? - Yes.

Sir! Sir!

Sir! Sir!

Don't shout.

Is he upstairs? - Yes, my child.

In that case, I won't let him go without seeing me this time.

He's tired. Let him sleep now.

Can I just peep? - No! How many times must I tell you?

You never let me meet him. Go! I won't talk to you!

What are you doing here?

Keeping a watch, so he doesn't slip out.

Crazy! He's going tomorrow.

Then I'll sit here till tomorrow!

Okay. When you feel sleepy, come upstairs to me.

Sir!

Sir! Sir!

Sir! Sir!

Sir! Sir!

Sir! Sir!

Enough now! Don't be childish. Stop crying!

I chased the car but he didn't even look back.

How could he see you if you were running behind him?

I even called out to him.

There must have been heavy breeze...

...because of which he must not have heard.

Meet him next year.

Just let me grow up! - And what will you do?

You won't tell him, will you? - No.

Promise? - Promise.

I'll just marry him. Then where will he go?

Every time he comes, he has just given me a gift.

Where's my gift, by the way?

Here it is.

Prem, I found those people a bit too smart.

Not smart, but like their name, 'crooks'.

So that nobody gets suspicious.

Shows off his helicopter to us, my foot.

We know that you have a helicopter.

We know our importance too.

So the deal will be as per our terms. One thing, don't compromise.

Leave it to me. I'll set it right.

There was a call for you from Anita.

Who can forget that girl?

Hi! - Hi, Anita.

Hello. - Hello.

Hadn't I called you? - How could I leave him behind?

How can you tolerate this man?

Ms. Anita Malhotra, the reality is that actually we tolerate each other.

In fact, all are enduring each other.

You because of him and I... - Hi! ...you know what I mean...

Hello!

God shouldn't make somebody so handsome.

See, she's calling out to me. Just a minute, excuse me.

Hello, darling! - Hi!

Hello, darling. How are you? Come on, let's dance.

Hi! - Oh, mother!

Keep laughing like this forever.

You have a special place in my life.

You've held me together, or I'd have died.

Why don't you come out of those shadows?

Pallavi is dead.

I know.

And whenever I shut my eyes, she stands before me, alive.

Memories aren't something man can simply expend with.

I must have failed somewhere along for you to not forget her as yet.

It's my fault. Maybe I'm not trying hard enough.

Please try, Viren. Please!

I will.

Excuse me, sir. It's for you. - Thank you!

Hello. - I'm speaking from here. Our flight is due soon.

Hi! Bye! Mom!

"I'm a charming lover."

"My destination is very far."

What are you thinking?

Prem!

I'm thinking of getting married. What do you think?

Don't talk to me like that. I'm not one of those.

Please be serious.

Of course. Do you think aunt will agree to our marriage?

Can we leave? - Yes. Sorry! Sorry!

"You shot the arrow of your eyes."

"I'm a charming lover."

"My destination is very far."

Thank you!

'British airways announces flight... ' - How long can a man chase shadows'?

What do you think of Anita?

Do you love her?

I've loved once. Now I want to marry.

I'll marry Anita, after I come back.

I'll call aunt too.

And that's that. - flight no 101 to Delhi...'

Well? - Ok, Prem. Bye! - Bye!

'Last and final call to passengers traveling on Air India's flight... '

Oh! Hi!

"Who has come in front of me, my heart flutters."

"In just one glance I've been floored."

"We'll meet and talk."

"When she meets me..." - Ok. Tell me!

We spoke a lot of nonsense. About importing India's seasons.

The Indian government wouldn't allow it, I said.

Tell me what you couldn't tell me over the phone.

The phone? What an unromantic thing.

Imagine a romantic scene between Dilip Kumar...

...and Madhubala from the movie 'Mughal-e-Azam' over the phone.

Hello, Anarkali!

Louder, says Dilip Kumar. I can't hear a thing! - Prem!

Hello? - Oh, I'm going to kill you!

So how will you know about something that's going to thrill you?

Have you decided to commit suicide? Thank God!

Actually, it's Vireo's idea to commit suicide.

I tried to talk him out of it... - So?

Now when he marries you, he'll have to commit suicide, sooner or later!

Marry me?

Come to your senses... this is Prem!

Oh, I love you, Prem! - Prem...

Pooja!

Now why have you gone mute?

You harassed me about meeting him.

Now why so quiet? Go ahead with your complaints to him.

She had made my life miserable.

He doesn't meet me, or talk to me.

Go on, get up and meet him.

Viren!

You're leaving? I thought you were to stay for a couple of days more.

Actually, aunt...

Sir!

Please stay for just one more day.

If I had no important work on hand, I'd have stayed back.

I'm requesting for just one day.

Actually, I... - A day's so small.

Can't you honour my small request?

And you've hardly stayed. Please.

Don't stop him.

He doesn't have time even for himself...

...let alone us.

He's very busy. Why should he bother with our feelings, dear?

You go, Viren.

These days, you've become very rude.

You don't please anybody. You behave as you wish.

Here are the tickets.

And when we both come to London, where will you go?

Take it and go!

Bless you.

I'm leaving, aunt.

Let him go.

Shankar! - Yes, sir.

Turn back. - Right, sir.

You, sir? They've gone to the castle.

This is not a castle, but a memorial to love...

...which is found in every love story.

It was the same in the love story...

...of Rana Surya Narayan Singh and his beloved.

There was a long-standing feud between their families.

Mrigavati wrote a love letter to him, and awaited his arrival.

There's an inexpressible joy in awaiting one's beloved.

At times, she asked her bangles...

...or even her reflection in the mirror.

Sir!

Sometimes she'd ask the moon...

...whether he'd received her letter.

I don't know his feelings.

Please tell me...

...dear wind, what does he say?

My heart is always open to him.

And I await him.

You're just eating away. Tell me how did you like my show?

It was very nice.

I don't know about others, but it took me into my past.

I'm very happy to know this.

Can I serve you dahi gulgule (Indian yogurt delicacy)? It's very good.

She has prepared it specially for you.

That's true.

How's your horse, Windy? - How do you know Windy?

Look at that! He's asking how do I know Windy?

Had you known the full name, you'd have never asked me this.

May I have the honour of presenting Miss Pooja...

...'Encyclopaedia on Viren' Bhatnagar?

Can't believe it? Get up then, and come on.

Better go, else you'll remain here, and your arms will go with her!

What's all this? Why did you beat your head over me?

Why have you collected all this?

To each his own.

You never met me, so I joined all your pieces, and did this.

Try and run now.

What's this? - That's my autobiography.

Whatever you sent, your photos...

...and even cake-candles.

I had also vowed not to accept your gifts...

...till you gave them personally.

They are all still lying unopened.

What? - Then?

It was my birthday but you'd hand my gifts to aunt!

It's not fair.

If you want to give them to me, then do it properly.

Come on.

No. Not from the top. From here.

Why so?

Because I'm 3 years old there.

Now what's the matter?

Haven't you ever been to a birthday party?

Why? - Because a birthday gift is given by wishing Happy Birthday.

Happy Birthday! - Thank you Kunwarji!

I got it!

Daija says I laugh just like my mother.

You must have heard it. Is it true?

Go to sleep. It's very late.

Good night Kunwarji!

My little doll; my little child

"From fairyland one day..."

"a prince will arrive...

...to take you away to the castles"

My little doll; my little child

"From fairyland one day..."

Daija! Kunwarji?

He's gone, my dear.

He went without meeting me again?

So mean.

Don't feel so bad. See this. We too shall be flying to London soon.

I can't believe it! - Yes.

I can't believe it!

Thank you, aunt!

"If he is silent the wounds of my heart ache."

"You give your pain and your troubles to me."

Where were you? You've come back, a long time now from India.

Why don't you tell me what happened?

What can happen? I went as usual and returned.

I was thinking about the deal.

Listen friend. Lying is not everybody's forte.

It's a fine art. And you don't have it!

So why try?

You really take your time however.

Please come.

You are really taking your own time.

We spent 100 Pounds each on those tickets.

There were some girls whom I was eying...

...but you being a wet blanket, you spoilt it.

Now you'll see a movie on video and I'll...

read books. - Yes.

God didn't create night to spend it all alone at home.

Had you helped me a bit, I too would have had someone awaiting me...

Someone to question, "why are you late?"

But here we're stuck with bare walls, and windows...

Daija! What a surprise! Just a minute.

I'm elder to you by a month, a day and a few hours.

So, it's my turn first. Daija! Daija! - God bless you.

May you live long. - If you say so.

But it is a pain in the neck to live with this dry-bone.

Neither he marries, nor does he let me marry.

Greetings Kunwarji!

Hello! Greetings, Kunwarji!

This is Pooja.

And you can't be anybody else. But his best friend Prem.

Am I right? I am right!

She has told me so much about you, that I know everything by heart.

If you say I can tell you about the qualities we share.

You're fond of food so am I. You like to go out, so do I.

You like to chat, so do I.

The best is, we both like to laugh!

And we laugh so much... - Enough now.

Once she starts off, there's no stopping her.

Sorry! - And how are you?

Very happy! - Very good!

I can't believe it.

I just can't believe she resembles her mother so much!

Does she know you loved...

And don't tell her either.

But how can you? You didn't even tell Pallavi herself, that you...

Why does all this happen to you only?

God's losing... his sense of humour too.

He thinks He's played a practical joke on you.

I'd have also kept quiet, had I been in your shoes.

One thing is sure. As long as she's here...

...you won't forget Pallavi, and Pooja is here.

"When the peacock calls during the night..."

"My bangles tinkle, O Sir... they tinkle in my hands"

Hello! - Hello!

That song you were just singing, when did you learn it?

I wasn't singing, but humming.

Okay, the song you were humming. From whom did you...

It's neither taught, nor learnt.

It just grows into the hearts of local girls...

What!

In the hearts of local girls... - After that?

I said it just grows... - You dare call me Uncle again!

Don't shout Premji... - Not Premji either...

You don't have to add that "Ji" like you call him.

Then Mr. Prem? - No!

Then Prem, Sir? - No!

Then what shall I say?

I am sorry! - Prem.

What? - Friend! Buddy!

Prem, or if you want to call me more intimately then... dear Prem.

Oh dear Prem! - Yes! Dear Prem!

Sorry. Sorry.

Good morning, Kunwarji! - Good morning!

Where are you off to?

I overslept a bit... I should have been in office by now.

Whose office? - Mine, of course.

Maybe you don't know it, it's a Sunday today.

And on Sundays, just ours, all the offices in London are closed.

But one office is open. The Telegraph Office.

You can send us a wire. Happy birthday.

I just forgot about it. - So what will you do?

You can take her around London.

You also come with us. Please!

I...

I've to speak to Daija about something important...

Then you'll have to yell it out because she's coming with us.

Today is Sunday! - Please, Kunwarji!

Today is Sunday!

Look there! Come on.

Get out! You are ruining my picture view. Come on! Out.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Out! Out! - One picture!

One picture! - Out! - Prem let's go from here.

Smiling. - Prem let's go from here.

Smiling. - Prem let us go from here.

Ladies and gentlemen, famous folk song from India!

1-2-3-4 "My veil is spotted, how will I go home."

"My veil has gone dirty..." - Prem come with me.

What are you doing?! Why are you creating a scene?

"My veil has gone dirty, how should I hide it?"

You also come with me!

Come on.

Thank you! Thank you very much!

Thank you. Bye. Love you. Thank you. Thank you.

Ya, Daija. "My veil has..."

Oh! May I?

I... I am sorry! I apologise on his behalf.

It's ok. No problem.

Hello! - Hello!

This doggie is mine. - No!

Daija! - Uncle, get me a dog. - What is happening?!

Get me a beautiful dog. - Kunwarji! - Buy me a dog! - Kunwarji!

Buy it! It's such a nice dog.

I want that dog, uncle!

Stop it! - I want a dog.

Behave yourself. - It is such a lovely dog.

- What are you doing? - I'll kiss the dog.

I'll kiss aunt also. - That's enough, Prem!

I want a dog. - Prem, behave yourself.

You did not buy me a dog!

Papa isn't buying me the dog! - Dr. Prem behave yourself.

People are watching, Prem!

Prem!

I want a dog!

Prem!

Don't hit the retarded child.

Call my uncle a retarded child.

You should know how to behave.

Uncle is upset. I've taken the dog.

Thank you!

I'm not going out with them again.

And you were like them, too.

I can't face anyone in London anymore.

Everybody was watching!

This kind of behaviour is not done. I'm genuinely disgusted.

Daija!

He was okay. So what went wrong?

That's how he is. Don't worry. Did you enjoy yourself?

Oh god, I just freaked out.

I thought he was enjoying it too. - Which is why he was angry.

What are you saying?! He felt guilty that he was happy. - Don't tell me.

They're guys who'd pass happiness on to the next guy.

In that case, we'll have to teach him to be happy.

I'm not taking the risk.

If happiness gets to know I'm his friend, I won't be happy again.

Let me think something. - What do you want to think, baby.

Yes I want to think.

Let me think...

What does he like? He must be fond of something.

Not many things he's fond of.

He is fond of old Hindi films. - I see.

But he's indeed fond of watching old Hindi film songs. I wonder how.

Old?

Hey!

"We have fallen in love..."

"...and yet, why do we fear falling in love?"

"We have fallen in love..."

"and yet, why do we fear falling in love?"

"The path is strewn with pitfalls"

"We know not where our goal is"

"We have fallen in love"

"And yet, why do we fear love"

"Use your deeds to make your destiny"

"Make your destiny"

"Should you trust yourself, play the game"

"Play the game"

"Use your deeds to make your destiny"

"Make your destiny"

"Should you trust yourself, play the game"

"Play the game"

"Praise Lord Shiva!"

"Thorn or stone? No problem."

"Praise Lord Shiva! Thorn or stone? No problem."

"I drink the opiate in Your name"

"I will fall, I will die..."

"if you don't steady me"

"I swear"

"Praise Lord Shiva"

"Thorn or stone? No problem."

"I drink in Your name"

"I will fall, I will die..."

"if you do not steady me"

"I swear in the name of God"

"Should you and

"be locked in a room..."

"and the keys were to be lost"

"Should you and I be locked in a room..."

"and the keys were to be lost"

"I'd lose myself in your eyes, my love"

"Should you and I be locked in a room..."

"and the keys were to be lost"

How are you to be treated?

"Must you be killed? Or must you be spared?"

"Tell us, how do you want us to treat you?"

"Must you be killed? Or must you be spared?"

"Tell us, how do you want us to treat you?"

"How do you want us to treat you?"

"Must you be offered liquor? Or should you be poisoned?"

"Tell us, how do you want us to treat you?"

"Watch your step, mister. Be cautious in love"

"There are deceptions in this path"

"Watch your step, mister. Be cautious in love"

"There is a lot of deception in this path"

"Watch your step, mister"

"O Boatman..."

"My beloved is yonder; and here I am, crestfallen"

"O boatman, take me across the river"

"Take me across the river"

"My beloved is yonder"

"0 Boatman..."

"The dot on my forehead shines; my bangles tinkle"

"The dot on my forehead shines; my bangles tinkle"

"So what if it drives your sleep away"

"The kohl will sway you, the flowers, I swear, exude a fragrance..."

"The kohl will sway you, the flowers, I swear, exude a fragrance..."

"So what if you're going to drive away"

"The dot on my forehead shines; my bangles tinkle"

"Yahoo!"

"Yahoo!"

"Let them call me a junglee!"

"if they must call me that, so be it"

"I'm trapped in a storm of love... what am I to do?"

"Let them call me a junglee"

"So be it"

"Caught in love I am... what am I to do?"

"Let them call me a junglee"

"Yahoo!"

"Yahoo!"

"Let them call me a junglee."

"let them do it"

"We'll go yahoo!"

"We'll go wow!"

"We'll do it."

"Let them call me a junglee."

"Oh my father..."

"You are the one I have loved"

"You are the one my eyes have awaited"

"You are the love of my childhood"

"My stranger has come home to me"

"A massage... An oil massage!"

"Should you feel giddy..."

"or your heart begins to sink..."

"Come to me, mister. Why worry?"

"Should you feel giddy or your heart begins to sink"

"Come to me, mister... there's no need to worry"

"Lucky were those whose love was reciprocated"

"All I sought was flowers..."

"and I got thorns"

"I have freed my sari from the thorns..."

"I have broken every shackle to wear these dancing-bells"

"Stop not this flight now..."

"there goes my heart"

"I feel like living again"

"I want to die again"

"I feel like living again"

"I want to die again"

"Come here, Ramaiyya..."

"It's you I have given my heart to"

"Come here, Ramaiyya"

"Come here, Ramaiyya..."

"It's you I have given my heart to"

"Come here, Ramaiyya"

"Come here, Ramaiyya..."

"It's you I have given my heart to"

"Come here, Ramaiyya"

"Come here, Ramaiyya..."

"It's you I have given my heart to"

Sunk! We're sunk!

"Days of joys are gone... gloom is here now" -Idiot.

Hello Anita! - Hi Viren!

Daija, she's Anita.

This is my Daija, more than a mother.

Greetings! - Bless you!

And this is Pooja...

Hello. - So you're Pooja, are you?

Till now I am. If you have any objection, I'll change it.

Not at all. It's a nice name.

It is.

Can we leave, Viren?

Come. - Naughty girl.

What's the matter? Why are you so quiet?

I was just thinking that you need not close your eyes to forget Pallavi.

Pooja is not Pallavi.

I know that. I know you are you.

And I am Anita.

But she's a spitting image of Pallavi.

And she won't let you forget that.

After our marriage, it'll be like sharing you with Pallavi...

You're not sharing me with anybody.

I give you my heart empty of memories.

Thank you.

Okay Daija, I'm going

He doesn't bother to see the time!

The moment he opens his eyes, he's off.

Kunwarji! Kunwarji!

Kunwarji, I wanted to say something important...

I wanted to say something important to you.

And what is so important?

It's just that I'm... I'm inviting you for dinner tonight.

You'll come, won't you? - Sure.

Promise? - Promise.

Very good! Thank you Kunwarji.

Pooja!

- Sorry!

"Stranger, all say that I've given my heart to you."

Kunwarji will come.

A long life to you, my dear, - Thanks. And a Happy Birthday too.

Birthday? All my best wishes are with you anyway. So why a birthday?

Now I'll have to give a gift and blessings too.

Daija, this is unfair.

Anyway, happy birthday buddy. - Thank you.

God bless you! - Shall I take a day off? - No.

That means I attend the office.

God bless you! - See you.

Good morning, sir. - Good morning, Lisa.

This just came in this morning.

Scared you, didn't I?

You'd scare anyone with a face like that.

What have you applied on your face?

The secret of my beauty...

"To ruin your good looks, use this." Bad. Bad. Bad.

Ruined!

Go and wash your face.

You also use some. Try it. - No, Pooja!

It's very good.

No:

When will I have gray hair?

You'll have to wait years for that.

I'll look good with gray hair, won't I?

Just like Kunwarji?

"I want to go home. More papers, more papers."

What's the matter? Why the long face?

I can't believe it.

Today I forgot Pallavi's Death Anniversary.

That's great. It means Pooja's birthday is free from Pallavi's death.

Fantastic!

Prem, do me a favour.

This is reference to our telephonic conversation...

Give this to Pooja and make some excuse for my absence.

Then why did you promise her?

She hadn't told me then, that it was her birthday.

And shouldn't I have remembered that it was Pallavi's death anniversary?

Okay, go on living with the dead.

Keep the dead happy and break hearts of those who are alive.

Disgusting.

How do I look?

You always look one in a million.

That's all? Just one in a million?

All right, if not in a million, then let's say a billion.

A billion. - Enough. I can't count beyond billions now.

I love you, Daija.

I think he's here.

Oh God!

Very good.

Where is Kunwarji?

Kunwarji is in my pocket. Just a minute.

Ok. Tell me, please.

This is from him, and this is from me.

And where is he now?

He...

Is he with Anita?

No, he's not with her. - Then where is he?

"My dream has come true".

"Sometimes I'll say it... At times, you say it"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"Sometimes you hear it... at times, I'll hear it"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"Sometimes I'll say it... At times, you say it"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"Let's sit together, side by side like this..."

"And say this to each other..."

"Let's sit together, side by side like this..."

"And say this to each other..."

"Sometimes I'll say it. At times you say it"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"Sometimes I'll hear it. At times you'll hear it"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"Let's keep walking..."

"Let's keep flying"

"And flowing like this"

"Let's keep walking... Let's keep flying"

"And flowing like this"

"And keep saying this to each other..."

"Sometimes I'll say... At times you say"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"Sometimes I'll hear it. At times you'll hear it"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"An ache in the heart, we silently suffered"

"This is just what we told each other"

"An ache in the heart we silently suffered"

"This is just what we told each other"

"Sometimes I'll say it... at times, you say it"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"Sometimes, I'll hear it. At times you listen"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"That I've given my heart to you"

"I was in love with you a hundred years ago..."

Take something. - "I still am and shall forever be"

"You can count on it."

No, Kunwarji!

Hello! Hi!

He's in fact sucking blood for his breakfast.

I know you feel a bit shy to talk to me directly.

Just a minute. Viren!

Anita wishes to speak to you something about me.

Anita! Show me. - No.

Hello! - I had also sucked blood once.

You can't take him seriously.

All right...

Let's meet for lunch at 1.30 p.m.

Yes, I'll reserve the table.

OK. Bye!

Before fixing that, you should have asked the weather first.

What?

Such a sunny day and Anita? It's a wrong combination.

Just look at the weather.

It's as though the Indian summer has come here on a holiday.

We hardly see such weather here. - Let's go out somewhere.

Yes, Kunwarji. Let's have fun. Please.

If I hadn't any work, I'd have come.

Okay. Give me back the blood you sucked.

That's called Tit for Tat! Go on, return it to her.

You're going to get it from me one day.

I'll see you, Daija. - Ok.

What the hell! He has completely spoilt it.

Okay, let's have a picnic today.

Yes!

Dija... I thought you'd be asleep.

What's the matter? You seem worried.

Maybe you're also seeing what I'm seeing.

Don't worry, Daija.

I don't want to see either of them unhappy.

Relax.

How can I relax?

I am tense.

Pooja knows nothing of Vireo's feelings.

Everything will be fine.

Great man!

Hi Anita!

I had fallen asleep.

If you feel sleepy, you should go to your room.

Good nigh, Kunwarji. - Good night!

Good night, Anita.

Would you like to have it?

No, thank you.

You can't do this to me, Viren.

Sit. - Where do I sit?

The seat next to you seems to be occupied!

How can you talk like that?

What else? I'm not one of them who throw themselves at others.

You can't treat me like a doormat.

Anita, please! What's wrong with you?

You invited me for lunch, and you forgot? I'm not blind...

And this hair is not mine either.

I did not wait 5 years for you, to see this.

Anita I am sorry for today.

But you are jumping to the wrong conclusions.

I'm not jumping to any conclusions.

I love you and I don't want to lose you.

Start living with your eyes open and stop this pretense.

The girl who was leaning on you was not Pallavi.

Pallavi is dead, and she has been so for the past 18 years.

18 years! And 18 years is a pretty long time.

That's exactly what I'm trying to say. She's Pooja, not Pallavi.

I'm not advising or accusing you.

But think of the girl.

Can't you see that she is madly in love with you.

Old woman is found dead in the fridge!

Once again an old woman is found dead.

Frozen to death. You don't go near the fridge.

You should also not go near the fridge, ok?

Hurry up with the breakfast, please. I've to rush.

I'll just give it to you.

Morning, Prem. - Good morning!

Tell them, I'll come after lunch.

Yes, good morning, Lisa. Were there any calls for me?

Yes, Fine. ok.

Yes, I'll be there in sometime. Bye!

Good morning, Kunwarji. Hi buddy!

Good morning! - Good morning, Daija!

Good morning! Here's the breakfast.

I won't have any breakfast. I'm in a hurry. I'll leave now.

Why did he go off like that?

Must have remembered something important.

He'll never do what he should! And always does, what he should not!

Anyway. "The egg is calling you."

"it is whistling to you."

I am looking just like Jack Nicholson here.

Had you looked at a girl the way you're looking at that car...

you'd have got married!

Anyway, these are picnic photographs. Have a look.

Later. - Go ahead. They are very nice.

Hello!

No doubt she is a beauty.

You fix with her and I'll fix up with her sister!

Can you get married to a car? I can.

How long will you wait for him? - Till he comes.

To each his own. It's boring to wait.

That too, with an empty plate! I can't wait.

Shall I serve the dinner? Pooja has been waiting for you.

Tell her not to wait henceforth. I've already had my dinner.

Come dear, you have your food. He's had his.

I'm not hungry.

How can you be? You've stuffed yourself with all that "waiting".

I didn't expect such stupidity from you.

Of course, I also didn't like they way he said it, but...

What's the matter with him today?

Daija will scold him today.

You should have taken her feelings into consideration.

How many people's feelings do I take into consideration?

Why are you treating her as your punching bag?

He's not angry with me, is he?

No. It's not like that. He's not the kind to get angry.

Does Anita love him very much?

Yes. - And what about him?

I don't think so. I don't feel like that.

Are you sure?

About what?

That he doesn't love Anita?

He usually keeps his feelings to himself.

Nobody knows better than he himself.

Then that's a great loss.

Love has no business acumen, thus, it never thinks of gains and losses.

That's why most love stories end in tragedy.

I think your love story ended in a tragedy too.

My Love story has been written by some poet in two lines.

'Let those who can, enjoy the joys of love... '

'Forget me, I've left it to my destiny.'

Does it take years to express what's deep in your heart?

Let me give you a sound advise.

When one falls in love, one should express it at once.

At the most, it will be refuted,

but at least it'll be off your mind.

One should never suppress one's feelings when in love.

One should come clean.

I mean it Pooja! I mean it!

"In the journey of life people...

...meet to separate."

Good morning, partner! - Good morning.

Mood bad! - No! No! I am ok.

A Okay! ' re You also going?

If you don't want me to, I won't. I'll bunk it.

It's ok. - Okay.

Just drop me off somewhere. I'll do some window-shopping.

On one condition. - What?

You'll have to shop windows for me.

I'll change and come.

She is on the right track. Now what about you.

Hi Pooja! - Hi Anita!

Are you buying a sweater? It'll go very well on Prem.

I'm buying it for Viren, actually.

Really? But he never wears such bright color.

But I like them

and I want to buy him something of my choice.

Excuse me.

I'll pay cash please. - Sure ma'am.

Thank you.

How about some coffee?

Why not! - Okay,

How's Daija? - Very fine.

You're very attached to her aren't you?

Who else do I have except her in life?

Why are you so emotional?

Because I'm Indian.

Had you been not exposed to the culture here, you'd be too.

Why do you always seem so irritated by me?

Not at all.

Tell me, how do you look at Viren?

As I should.

That means you respect and adore him.

He's not a God for me to worship him.

He has looked after you...

On the contrary, Daija has reared me. Yes, I did stay in his mansion.

But he didn't rear me.

There's a lot of difference in taking care of, and just caring.

Anyway there's a difference between, how we both feel about him.

Well, that's very hard to say for we both don't know

...our feelings for him.

I've been in love with him for the last 5 years.

But I've been loving him, since I was 5 years old.

No. You're a liability and a trouble to him...

...and that's all you'll remain.

If you say so, at least I'm something to him. But what are you to him?

I'll go now. Thanks for the ice-cream.

Wait for a while.

No, I've to go. - What's the hurry?

I've to make him wear this.

Just try it, and if he refuses, you'll come to know yourself.

And suppose I make him wear it, will you come to know too?

He doesn't love you.

And does he love you?

Who is it?

- May I come in?

Please come in.

What's that you have there?

You've given me so many gifts. Thought I'd give you one too.

Why the formality?

Does that mean all those gifts to me were out of formality?

Okay. Tell me what's in that?

First take your words back about the formality.

Okay, I take it back.

Here take this.

But what is it? - Look yourself.

I can't wear this.

But thanks anyway.

Don't worry. I'll have it changed by Anita.

Even I can change, but I don't want to.

She was saying the same thing. She said you won't like it.

She knows my choice. But where did you meet her?

The same shop where I bought this.

She stopped you from buying, yet you went ahead?

Yes, because why should I buy her choice for you?

If you don't want to wear it, just chuck it.

Pooja...

If I wear this, will you listen to me?

That I'll do, even if you don't wear it.

Come and sit.

Happy! - Yes.

You look in it a new person.

How I wish Anita was here!

Nothing!

Just see this photograph.

Why?

See it - But why?

Pooja, you're grown up now.

And when a girl grows up... - Then what?

Daija wishes to find a suitable boy

and get you married.

And what do you wish?

I wish to see you married too. That's why I was showing you the photo.

His father is in the shipping. They are decent.

You'll be happy there.

Why are you telling me all this?

There are only 2 ways to get married.

Either you accept our choice

or you tell us your choice... We will get you married to him.

Promise? - Of course.

Is he in India?

No, from London.

Good.

Since when do you know him?

Since my childhood.

Please call back later.

Don't be childish.

But you just said that I've grown up.

Shut up!

You are now going back on your word.

Stop it.

I can't stop now.

When I was 5, I had told Daija of my choice.

You are crossing your limits now.

That's just what I mean. I'm already way ahead.

Pooja. - If you wanted me to be quiet, why did you ask me my choice?

But since you've asked me, you'll have to hear.

Stop right there.

Don't interrupt me.

I'll tell you the name of the man I love.

And that boy... is you

It's you, Kunwarji.

It's you.

Anita.

I want to marry you.

Say that again. - I want to marry you.

I love you, Viren!

You're not marrying, you're just running away.

Who from? - Pooja.

What nonsense! - Then why does she feign headaches?

Why does she go to sleep before we return.

Why does she avoid us at breakfast and also at dinners?

May I know what you've said to her, for her to stop smiling.

What can I say to her? In fact, she said to me.

She? - Yes.

What did she say?

She said something which was very embarrassing.

So, her love for you is embarrassing?

She said she loved you, so you ran to Anita and proposed.

What matured thinking! Congratulations! Viren Pratap Singh.

Are you blind? What's wrong with you? See the difference in our ages.

I have seen that...

...and I've also seen the difference between you and Pallavi.

You go away. Do not spoil my mood.

One more thing.

You and knock at Pooja's door and give her the good news.

That you are getting married to Anita. Or do I do it?

No. That's my business. And I'll do it myself.

I'm marrying Anita.

Excuse me.

I'd only heard of stone-hearted men.

I have seen one today.

Cry, my dear... Go ahead and cry.

Take me back. Take me back.

Okay, dear. We'll go back.

We will go back.

'Respected Kunwarji.'

"This is the first time I'm writing a letter"

"So I don't know how to begin"

"When I fell in love with you,"

"I didn't even know what it meant"

"I'd be very hurt when you went away without meeting me"

"I'd cry for hours and never even know why I was crying"

"But now I can understand why I shed tears then"

"I want you to be happy."

So I have decided to return to India

"I feel like signing off as "Yours, Pooja"

"But since you have not accepted me as your own..."

"I write just my name" Pooja Bhatanagar.

My portrait!

My God!

"The dot on my forehead..."

"will drive your sleep away"

"The dot on my forehead will drive your sleep away..."

"just you wait and see"

"The kohl in my eyes will drive you crazy"

"Just you wait and see"

"The dot on my forehead will drive your sleep away"

"Just you wait and see"

"When those heavy bangles tinkle on my hands..."

"they'll send your heart racing, my love"

"When those heavy bangles tinkle on my hands..."

"they'll send your heart racing, my love"

"These ear-rings..."

"will alienate you from yourself"

"These ear-rings... will alienate you from yourself"

"Just you wait and see"

"The dot on my forehead will drive your sleep away"

"Just you wait and see"

"I will dress up like a bride"

"I will talk to you"

"I will dress up like a bride and talk to you"

"The flowers in my hair..."

"...will make you act like a bee"

"The flowers in my hair will make you act like a bee"

"Just you wait and see"

"The dot on my forehead will drive away your sleep"

"Just you wait and see"

"Whatever you like, even I do"

"My life lies closed in your fist"

"Whatever you like, even I do"

"My life lies closed in your fist"

"I will do just as you say..."

"I will do just as you say... just you wait and see"

"The dot on my forehead will drive your sleep away"

My eyes, my bangles

"My drape, my blouse..."

"My youth, my mirror..."

"...the dot on my forehead, your sleep..."

"will drive your sleep away, just you wait and see"

What's all this?

That's what I mean too.

Why do you say that you don't love me?

Because it's the truth.

Had it been so, I'd have accepted it.

But whom are you hiding it from?

Are you afraid of her memory who never loved you anyway?

Or are you conscious about our age?

But love has never bothered with it.

Someone has to be younger than the other.

Please don't be afraid to say that you love me.

I don't. - You don't?

No, I don't.

Really? Then what's this?

Please don't lie now.

If this is the truth, then say so.

There's only one difference between the portrait and me...

And it's a pinch of "Sindhoor (Vermillion)".

Take it.

What you thinking about? Just go ahead about it.

Difference, eh? Come, I'll show you.

Is this pin yours?

These ear-rings? This handkerchief?

Look at those photos?

Did you write these letters? Go on, tell me.

No. They are not yours. They are your mother's!

You...

You loved my mother?

That means you always

saw my mother in me.

You used to remember your past seeing me.

When I used to laugh, you used to hear her laugh.

Now I understand, why you always avoided meeting me.

My birthday falls on may Mother's death Anniversary.

You used to come for that, but my birthday was just a duty to you.

I was never a living thing to you, but just a memory of someone.

I can take on the whole world for you,

but I can't fight a shadow.

You may have loved my mother.

But she loved only one man.

And that was Siddharth Bhatnagar, who was my father.

You're very right.

There's a lot of difference between them and me.

You've spent 20 years of your life, loving a woman,

who never loved you.

And I'll spend all my life, loving a man...

who doesn't love me.

Mr. Mukhtar... This is Viren here.

I'm all right.

Mr. Mukhtar...

Daija and Pooja will arrive in Delhi by the Air India flight today.

Yes, be at the airport with two cars.

And do call me the moment they arrive.

Yes. They are about to leave. Ok.

Thank you for everything, Kunwarji.

Look after Pooja, Daija. - You take care too.

Let me know when you fix a date for the wedding.

You will come, won't you? - I'll try to make it.

I can understand, Daija. But please do come back.

I feel so very lonely without you.

And I'm not myself without you, son.

Neither complete nor incomplete.

I'm the midwife who forgot she's a midwife.

I have come to be your mother. And I see dreams for you...

something a midwife must never do.

Why must you say such things?

Will you stay back, if I ask you to?

Will you stop.

Tl')! saying it...

Let me know of your arrival the moment you reach there.

Let's leave. Or we'll miss the flight.

Live long.

Aren't you coming?

No, you see them off.

Look after Viren.

Do not bear a grudge against him for my sake.

You didn't attend office today. - I wasn't in the mood.

Good night! - Prem!

I've got to talk to you. Sit down.

I've been thinking... - What about?

In general. - What have you decided then?

We have been friends for a very long time, Prem.

I see. Anita must've told you. She can't keep anything to herself.

Anyway, carry on.

$0?

I feel as if I've been taking undue advantage of our relationship.

Go on. I'm listening.

You have your folks in Delhi. And a house too.

Your parents and your siblings... your roots are there.

You are right.

You have given me 18 years of your life.

Have I nothing to give you in return?

Why not? You can thank me and come to the point.

You can thank me and come to the point.

I want to hear you say it, Viren.

Please, prem. Try to understand. - No!

I'm not worthy of your friendship and favours, Prem.

Correct.

I'm not worth someone ruining his life for me.

Correct.

Go away, Prem. Go and make your own life.

You owe something to yourself, don't you?

In any case, I don't need to cry on your shoulders.

I'm doing it in solitude anyway.

Who do you think you are? God Almighty?

D'you think you can change people's lives at your whims?

You couldn't tell Pallavi that you love her... that isn't my fault!

Prem! - Shut up and listen.

That Pallavi loved Siddharth, wasn't Daija's mistake, was it?

You have withdrawn in a shell and taken solace in Anita.

And you bloody well know that you don't love Anita.

You are afraid of falling in love. You're a bloody coward!

Prem. - Return every moment to me that we have spent in our friendship!

You deserve neither my friendship nor Pooja's love!

You're a smoldering fire... anyone who touches you will be burnt!

So what I am to do?

Try and speak the truth!

You have lied to me all your life. But try facing the truth.

Look within!

It's Pooja who has made a place in your heart, not Pallavi!

What rubbish! Pooja is Pallavi's daughter!

Not true! She's also Siddharth Bhatnagar's daughter!

How was Pallavi related to you? She wasn't.

Your love was one-sided.

So stop this game of hide-n-seek.

It's not a solo sport!

And if you must, at least change your style!

For how will you live in hiding? Hiding behind Pallavi and Anita and yourself.

Come out of the cocoon and search.

Search for whom? - The one who's not Pallavi!

You must understand the difference between Pooja and Pallavi.

Pallavi didn't ever love you.

And Pooja knows nothing except her love for you.

You must understand the difference, Viren Pratap Singh! You must!

What's the matter?

Nothing. - Nothing.

We've been here 2 months now. But you've left your laughter behind.

No, my dear.

You go back to London and get back your cheerfulness from him.

If he stops you from returning, tell him you can't leave me alone.

She may not be mine, But I've brought her up.

You dare such a thing again!

You're as much a stranger to me, as Viren is.

I'm neither your mother, nor his.

Maybe that's why you both have a right to hurt me.

I don't want to do that, Daija.

But see how ironic life is.

I want to see you and him happy,

but I've become a bane to you both.

Is there a way by which I can make you both happy?

Yes, my dear. - How?

By getting married.

Daija.

As long as you don't marry, he'll never forgive himself.

Is that all? Why didn't you say it?

I'll do anything for his happiness.

Bless you, dear.

But on one condition... - What?

That he marries first. He is elder to me, after all.

And he has admitted to me already.

Okay. I'll phone Viren today.

Hello! - Hello!

Viren! - Daija!

How are you? - How will I be?

And Pooja?

She is ready to get married.

Viren...

Viren... - Yes, Daija.

What's the matter?

Is she really willing to get married?

Yes, but on one condition. That you marry before her.

My marriage?

Yes, if you wish to marry Anita, do so.

So that I'll be free of Pooja's condition.

Give my love to Anita and send us an invitation.

I'll be happy with that.

Cards will be sent on your name. I've nobody else of family anyway.

Bless you.

What are you doing? - I'm trying to convince you.

I hope you are convinced now that I belong only to you.

Shut your eyes. - What for?

Didn't you say you saw Pallavi every time you shut your eyes?

Close your eyes...

Was it Pallavi again? - No.

Oh Viren, I am so happy!

Daija...

Congratulations!

They must be married by now.

Anita really loves him, doesn't she?

I'm very happy now.

Hello! - Daija!

Viren... - Yes, Daija!

I had promised you I'd phone you after the wedding.

All went off well, I hope. - Yes.

May God keep you both happy.

You'll come now, won't you?

Yes, I will, the moment Pooja gets married.

I'll wait for you. - Okay.

Okay, Daija, bye!

Well, he has kept his promise.

I'll go and fix with the boy's parents.

I'll not marry.

Pooja.

And if I'm in your way to go to London...

I'll commit suicide to make way for you.

But I will not marry.

But you had promised me.

Can't I do even this much, for his happiness?

What will I tell him if he comes?

There'll be no need to tell him.

He'll understand it on his own.

What of your future, dear?

Till now I was thinking about him.

Now I'll think about myself.

I've a whole lifetime to think now.

I'll go now.

Coffee! - Thank you.

What are you thinking of? - Daija.

Don't know why, but she's avoiding coming here.

Keeps postponing it.

Maybe she wants you to get her here personally.

I think Prem is right.

Will you come? - I am...

I'll come with you. It's been ages since I visited India.

I'll phone her. - No, don't

If we surprise her, it'll be something great.

That's true. Now let's get out of here. Come on.

Daija. We are here.

You two! How come all of a sudden?

I don't know about him. But I missed you. So here I am.

Get up. Get up. - Daija! - Prem, be happy.

No, I won't. Because till he's happy, I can never be.

That's my eternal vow because in... - That's enough.

Enough. Just tell me, why isn't Anita with you?

We've planned to kidnap you to London. So, hurry up and start packing.

I'm asking why didn't you bring Anita?

She also keeps on asking, why don't you get Daija?

How can I come? - That's your problem.

You can sail or fly...

We can discuss this later.

We've come to take you from here. Come on. - Come on.

And what about Pooja? - Why, what's her problem?

The same as before.

Dija.

Why are you looking at them like that?

If she refused to marry, what could I do?

She didn't marry?

But you said she had this one condition.

Where is she?

By the time Rana arrived, it was all over.

The moon was in the skies; lonely and sad.

Rana looked at the sad moon...

and eventually disappeared in the lifeless moonlight.

This is how, perhaps, every love story must end.

There are bodies everywhere; but not the same souls.

What remains are memories of the moments spent in love.

And these are the memories that take the form of a love story.

Pooja.

Pooja.

Pooja, Wait.

What are you staring for? It's me.

How are you?

I'm fine.

Are you happy?

Yes. - Very happy?

I don't measure my happiness.

How is your husband? - He's nice.

When you will introduce him to me?

One of these days.

Why be so vague? Why not today itself?

Today he's not here. - Don't lie!

What have I lied about?

You lied that you'll introduce us. How can you, when you're not married?

Aren't you ashamed?

Don't ever dare to speak to me again. - Pooja!

Who are you to question me?

I lie or tell the truth, it's my life.

And when I spoke the truth, you did not believe me.

And today you're angry about my lying to you.

I'm not a shadow to be insensitive.

You're ever stepping the limits. - Love and truth know no limits.

I lied to you because you don't have the guts to hear the truth.

And suppose I'd have believed the lie?

So what's the big deal?

If I'd believed it to be true...

...then I'd have probably married Anita by now.

Didn't you?

I've answered your question already.

But that invitation...

You could lie so blatantly? - Do you think only you can lie?

And what of Anita?

She's a very good friend of mine. And will always be so.

But I've never loved her.

Then whom have you loved?

You.

Me?

Or my face?

Your face is not somebody else's. It's your own.

Your laughter is your own.

And so are your eyes.

And the luster in them is only yours too...

Your scent is not mixed with anybody else's, Pooja.

You're not a portrait of somebody else.

You are you.

And only you.

You belong to me.

I'm saying this for the first time in my life.

I love you.

I love you Pooja.

"Sometimes, this thought comes to my mind"

"That you were created specially for me"

"That you were hiding somewhere among the stars"

"And now, you're sent down on earth for me"

"Sometimes this thought comes to my mind"

"Sometimes you say. Sometimes I say."

"That I've given you my heart."

"Sometimes I listen. Sometimes you listen."

"That I've given you my heart."

"Sometimes you say. Sometimes I say."

"That I've given you my heart."