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A girl requests her father

To find her the best groom

A girl requests her father

To find her the best groom

Find me such a groom

Who is one in a million

Find me such a groom

Who is one in a million

Just like Goddess Radha found Lord Krishna

And Goddess Sita found Lord Rama

Even after living in America for 35 years,

whenever I come to India,

I don't know why, but I get very excited.

I feel as if I've come to the warmth of my mother's lap.

Whether or not India has something to offer,

it definitely has one thing in abundance...

and that is love.

The atmosphere

and the buildings here exude just one thing,

that's love.

One such building is the Taj Mahal.

My American friends,

in the U.S., love implies give-and-take,

but in India, love is all about giving.

It's all about giving everything that you have.

Kishorilal!

Hey, Suraj!

American, huh?

How are your wife and kids?

My wife is very peeved at you.

This time I'll make it up to her.

You've become a bigwig now.

It has been ten years since you last visited my farmhouse.

My kids are dying to meet you.

-And... -That's exactly why I'm sending them back.

I will go straight to Dehradun with you

and spend three or four days with the kids.

Pull up your window, Kishorilal. It's getting dusty in here.

We all grew up playing in this very dust.

-How can we stop it from getting in? -Of course.

Oh, man, the fragrance of this soil is beyond comparison.

You lived in the U.S. for 35 years, but you haven't changed a bit.

You must be the first Indian

to have earned so much money and fame living in the U.S.

You are coming to my house after exactly ten years.

We sold our house in Dehradun

and built one here among the fields.

Narender lives in the city.

Narmada and I live here along with mom.

Since it's vacation time, everyone is enjoying at home.

Kulwanti and her kids are here, too.

And they're all waiting for you like you're a star from Mumbai!

Papa!

Papa!

Look, she found us here itself. She is Ganga, my daughter.

Papa!

-Ganga? -Our little Kusum.

A girl requests her father...

Papa!

Papa!

-Papa! -Papa!

-Look who's here, honey. -Don't tell me. Let me guess.

You're Uncle America, Dad's classmate.

25 years ago... No,

35 years ago, you went there with just 10 dollars in hand.

Today you are the richest man there.

You have a huge family with 18 sons,

11 daughters,

nine daughters-in-law, three sisters, three brothers,

and you have cars and helicopters too!

-And which city is that, Dad? -Hollywood.

You live in Hollywood,

where all the Hollywood celebrities live.

-And your bungalow is... -Okay, that's enough.

Won't you touch his feet and pay your respects?

Sorry, sorry, my bad.

God bless you.

-He is Potla. -God bless you.

I'll go tell Mom.

What will you tell her? It's a different story there.

-What happened, Potla? -Come and see.

A royal welcome awaits you.

Ma'am!

-Ma'am! -What is it?

Master and his friend from America have arrived.

What are you saying? Is he here already?

What? They're here! Today?

Sonali, Daksha, get my stole. Move, will you?

-Did you have to sit here? -Come, Kishorilal.

Wow! What a lovely farmhouse you've got here!

Sonali, Daksha, my stole! Hurry!

Where are you?

-Is that American here? -Kulwanti, Kishorilal is here.

-Greetings, Kishorilal. -Hello, Kulwanti.

The face pack... It... Oh!

Hello. Hello.

This is a rude gesture.

Hello.

This is utter shamelessness. Sonali!

-Hello, Kishorilal. -Hello, sister-in-law.

You are quite amazing, you know.

-You didn't even tell me... -So what? I'm no stranger.

-That's true, but... -It's good that you came, Kishorilal.

-My respects, Mrs. Dev. -Narmada was expecting you tomorrow.

Anyway, now that you are here, welcome.

I hear you're a big shot now.

Oh, I am the same little boy to you.

-I need your blessings even today. -Yes.

-But how can I bless you, son? -Why not?

I have cow dung on my hands!

-Let me put some on you. -Oh no!

Mom!

Uncle! Uncle!

Here are Nitin, Sonali, Daksha, Daboo.

Sim Sim Pola Pola, Sim Sim Pola!

God bless you, children.

That NRI is being treated like God.

Suraj Dev sucks up to foreigners.

I've known him for ten years!

You are an NRI too.

-Why don't they treat you like that? -They will, Bhagyashree.

-They will... someday. -When, Dad? When?

When Suraj Dev comes to give you his daughter's hand in marriage.

But when is he going to do that? It's been years, Dad. Years!

Then just finalize Mannu's wedding.

Finalize everything? Without discussing about dowry?

You are such a foolish woman.

I educated him and made him a bodybuilder. For what?

Then go and meet them at least.

A variety of gourmet dishes are being made there for that American.

Wow! That was a delicious meal.

I used to return home after visiting Delhi and Mumbai.

But the fruits and vegetables of rural India are beyond comparison.

And why won't they be when they're from Suraj Dev's fields?

Kishorilal, he is Amirchand.

My mother's sister-in-law's sister's son.

Why don't you just say that I am your distant cousin?

Sir, I'm Amirchand.

He is Garibchand, my brother and this is Bhagyashree, my wife.

AC, BC and GC.

He's an NRI too.

Which country do you live in?

Oh, no, he lives here now. He used to live in Sri Lanka.

So what if it was Sri Lanka?

An Indian coming from Sri Lanka is an NRI, too, right?

We're ordinary people.

A variety of special dishes are laid out for you

and we're not even invited!

Amirchand, come here and register your complaints with me.

-My respects, Aunt. -How are you?

Uncle, here's your medicine for the evening.

My medicine?

You have to take your medicine every day at 7 p.m.

and also at 9 a.m.

-9:00 and 7:00. -Who told you?

Tell me, who told you?

I was ironing your overcoat,

and a piece of paper fell out of it,

which had a list of things you're allowed to eat,

and what you're not allowed to eat.

-It said, Arjun at the bottom. -Arjun?

-So Arjun has done all this. -Who's Arjun?

He's my eighteenth son.

He's the son of my distant sister.

He takes very good care of me.

I call him my Little Master.

He has written such a lovely song.

'I Love India.'

Have your medicine first, and then tell us about I Love India.

Aunt, why is our Ganga

sucking up to that man so much?

Amirchand.

You're always reeking of jealousy!

Here, have some water.

This Uncle can take us to America.

-How? -We have to impress him.

But how?

You idiot.

-Idiot? -With our music!

-With English music! -Oh, yes.

Idiot! He's an out and out Indian-American.

If you try to impress him, it will backfire!

-Shall we bet on it? -Done!

One second.

-Daboo... -Yes.

...do you remember the chords to our English song?

Yes.

We'll sing 'Sim Sim Pola's' English version on Channel Potla.

Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama, Hare

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare

Sim Sim Pola Pola Sim Sim Pola

Sim Sim Pola Pola Sim Sim Pola

Fine flat flute pipe petula petula

Drum drum tubelet symbola symbola

Hare Rama, Hare Rama, Rama Rama Hare

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna

Krishna Krishna

Krishna Krishna

We want to go

Go on, go on.

America, America, America

I've seen London

I've seen Paris

I've seen London, I've seen Paris

And I've seen Japan

I've seen Michael, I've seen Elvis I've seen it all, my love

In the whole world There isn't another India

There isn't another India

There isn't another India

The world...

A bride...

The world is a bride

And India is the bindi On a bride's forehead

Such is my India

Such is my India

I love my India

I love my India

The world...

A bride...

The world is a bride

And India is the bindi On a bride's forehead

Such is my India

I love my India

Such is my India

I love my India

When someone played a soulful tune

It brought the rains

It set the waters on fire

Such were the notes of the Deepak Raga

A confluence of the seven notes

Is the essence of life

We even call our God The One with the Flute

-The Lord with the Flute -The Lord with the Flute

Such is my India

I love my India

Such is my India

I love my India

Sim Sim Pola Pola Sim Sim Pola

Sim Sim Pola Pola Sim Sim Pola

Fine flat flute pipe petula petula

Drum drum tubelet symbola symbola

Do re fa so

Pa ma re sa

Do re fa so

Pa ma re sa

-Do re fa so -Pa ma re sa

-Do re fa so -Pa ma re sa

-Do re do re do re -Pa ma pa ma pa ma

-Do re do re do re -Pa ni pa ni pa ni

Sa re sa ni re re re re re

Sa re sa ni sa sa sa sa sa sa

Sa ni pa ni ni pa ma ma re Sa re sa ni re

The cuckoo tweets sweetly

And the nightingale sings

In times of joy and sadness

We have created the songs of life

The world sings our songs

Songs that carry the fragrance of our soil

The fragrance of our soil

I love India

I love my India

I love my India

I love my India

India, my land

India, my love

-The world... -The world...

-A bride... -A bride...

The world is a bride

And India is the bindi On a bride's forehead

Such is my India

I love my India

Such is my India

I love my India

India, my land

India, my love

I do everything for India

My duty is towards India

My India

My India

My India

My India

What are you saying?

I'm saying what's right, Suraj.

I'm asking for your daughter's hand in marriage

for my son Rajiv.

Look... three years passed since Rajiv's mother died.

You know Rajiv is my only son.

He was born and brought up in America.

He hasn't seen India,

but he definitely understands the hearts

and thoughts of his Indian parents.

And he really respects them.

I'm asking for Ganga's hand because...

we NRIs desperately need daughters like her.

We've pushed our kids so hard...

into English books and customs...

that even after being so successful...

we feel like failures.

And considering all of that...

girls like Ganga are our only source of hope.

That's why I've decided that I'll make Ganga my daughter-in-law

and I will take her from this house to that house.

But only with your permission. I request you.

What are you doing?

What could be better than the fact that my daughter is going into

such a loving family?

I'm just slightly scared.

-We are village folks. -Stop.

Don't say such ridiculous things.

You know me well, right?

Let's leave the rest for later.

I will call you from America.

Absolutely not!

I don't even send her to Delhi or Mumbai,

and you want me to send her abroad. No, never!

Try to understand, Narmada.

It's their culture that's different, the distance doesn't matter.

And America's not that far away.

How the times have changed!

You want to send your daughter to America?

Do you want to make her a foreigner?

-Oh, come on, Mom... -What's the big deal?

As it is the whole nation is westernized today.

And hasn't Ganga done her graduation in English?

-Of course. -Look at our kids Daboo and Potla.

They watch MTV and Channel V all day long.

They only show Michael Jackson and the likes of him, like bad nightmares.

Don't be stubborn, Narmada. I've given my word to a friend.

Last year, we had given our word to Amirchand too,

for his son Manuchand.

No, we hadn't promised Amirchand anything.

We'd said we'd think about it once Ganga completes her graduation.

And Manuchand, he even drinks heavily. Does anyone know about that?

Then go and talk to him.

-They are eagerly waiting for Ganga. -So let them!

Ganga will marry into Kishorilal's family and that's my final decision.

-How can you decide alone? -Alone...

At least think about it before making any decision.

-You should've talked to us first! -Look, Mom...

-You're sending her to the U.S. without... -How can you...

-How is the boy... -Do you know anything about him?

-You should've asked us... -Far away in America...

Enough!

Ganga will marry my friend's son, and that's final! Understood?

Gosh!

Uncle America has gone,

but he left some photos with Dad of his family and son Rajiv.

-Rajiv's photos? Show me! -Show me.

No!

Sorry, Ganga, very sorry,

but your dad doesn't know what Rajiv looks like.

What?

Yes, because he forgot to ask and Uncle forgot to tell him!

-Confusion! -Come on, show me.

-Yes. -Show me. I will tell you who's who.

Patience.

I'll show you. First of all, Rajiv's family.

He is Uncle America with his two brothers.

She is his sister-in-law.

Looks stern!

-She is Padma, his sister. -She's fashionable.

-And she is Krishna, his mom. -She looks genuine.

Now the confusion sets in. There are two heroes here

and you have to guess which one is Rajiv.

-Show it to me. -Yes, I will.

Now, the first hero.

Now, the second one.

Now you have to guess which of the two here

-is Ganga's suitor. -Yes, tell me.

Keep thinking. Take your time.

Should I tell you?

I say it's this one!

And I say, he's the one.

Ganga, who do you think is Rajiv?

-Should I show you? -Yes, go on.

Yes, tell us. Come on.

Good one.

-Greetings. -God bless you.

Did you ask for me, Krishna?

Yes, I did.

Is it true

that you've asked for Suraj Dev's daughter's hand in marriage?

Yes, sister, and I've also given him my word.

You did the right thing.

But, Kishorilal...

do you realize that you're trying to bring an innocent Indian girl

to the concrete jungles of America?

I know, but what about our future generation?

Who will preserve our Indian culture for us?

Ganga?

Rajiv will never accept this.

Rajiv will never disobey me.

Kishorilal...

our kids don't even like to visit India.

You expect them to like an Indian girl!

Our western kids marrying Indian girls? Impossible!

The impossible will be made possible by me...

and Arjun, my Little Master.

I will meet you someday

But I wonder

When you will shower me with your love

Because my heart is thirsty

It is lonely

Walk out of the picture

And come to me, my love

My love

My love

Arjun Sagar is one of America's, Canada's and UK's upcoming artists,

whose song 'I Love My India'

is topping the Asian music charts.

Now, let's meet Arjun Sagar.

How did you come from India to America?

By Air India!

Actually,

I was born in a town called Mathura in U.P.

-Lord Krishna's village? -Yes, that's right.

But I'm not Krishna, I'm Arjun.

from the Age of Vice.

Actually, I was ten years old when my parents died.

My father was a musician, and my mother, a schoolteacher.

I was living the life of an orphan when

Mr. Kishorilal, who was like a brother to my mother...

came into my life.

And then?

Then I came to America...

and worked in a garage for three years.

After that, I drove cab for four years.

And then Mr. Kishorilal made me a manager in one of his garages.

Now, Mr. Kishorilal is like my father, my Lord...

my God, my everything!

When he found out that I love singing and dancing,

he built a studio for me,

where we work and rehearse as well.

-Do you have any complaints? -None.

-Any siblings? -None.

-Any relationships? -None.

-A special someone? -Only in my songs.

Have you ever loved a woman?

-Never. -Why is that?

I never found the right one.

What kind of a girl do you want?

Well...

An Indian girl...

I don't know

because she's only there in my thoughts,

and in my paintings. I haven't met her yet.

How long has it been since you last visited India?

Five years.

What are your future plans?

At the moment, it's only to demolish my father's house in Mathura

and build a music school in its place

-where poor kids can learn music... -Arjun, Rajiv's on the line for you.

-Yes, Rajiv? -Arjun, where are you?

Dad is looking for you. Go home right away. Okay?

Right now?

He has chosen an Indian girl for me!

That's why he wants you to meet him, alone.

-So I need to go alone. -Yes.

Don't worry, I will meet him.

Hurry up, man, otherwise, he'll send me to India!

Mr. Arjun, just one last question?

Sorry, I've got to go.

It's an important question. It'll only take a minute.

Look, like I said, nobody is more important than Mr. Kishorilal.

Not even me!

Arjun...

Rajiv has neither gone to India nor he wants to.

But I want him to go there...

and see India and learn its ways.

I want him to understand its values

and to take a liking to Ganga.

I want him to wholeheartedly agree to marry Ganga.

Just think of this... as the most important...

...and beautiful wish of my life.

And only you can help me fulfill it.

-Because Rajiv is your friend and also... -Daddy, don't you worry.

I promise you,

Rajiv will agree to marry Ganga.

Arjun...

Mr. Joseph?

Give Monica a five-day leave.

That's an order. Okay?

And, yeah.

-Who sent these flowers? -That friend of yours...

I sent them, sir.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Come in. -You're welcome.

-Do you like them? -They're beautiful,

but I know why you've sent them.

Daddy has convinced you, hasn't he?

I know I have to go to India with you.

Look around, approve of the girl and...

You know everything, bud.

-Daddy did say one good thing. -What is that?

He gave me the right to choose.

Meaning?

Meaning, whether I accept or reject her is up to me!

At least let's go and see India once. You'll like it a lot.

I knew you would come with us.

That's why I booked three tickets to Delhi

-by Air India! -Why Air India?

-Ganga, we got the news. -We found out!

-Ganga! -What is it?

-We found out. -What are you talking about?

We found out who your would-be husband is.

Who?

-You won the bet, and Potla lost! -Really?

Yes, I did lose.

Here's your prince, Rajiv's photo.

He is coming here on Monday!

Oh, Ganga

Why are you going away to a foreign land?

Why are you going away to a foreign land?

Why must you leave your own land?

Why must you leave your own land?

Why must you leave your own land?

Where are you going, Ganga?

You're breaking a promise

By leaving us behind

Where are you going, Ganga?

You're breaking a promise

By leaving us behind

My love My beloved

Where my beloved lives, so will I

Where my beloved lives, so will I

He has made me leave my country

He has called me to a foreign land

He has made me leave my country

He has called me to a foreign land

He has sent word for me

I will be where my beloved is

Where my beloved lives, so will I

What am I to do, Lord?

I will be where my beloved is

Where my beloved lives, so will I

I feel something

Is breaking in my heart

I leave my childhood behind

In my father's house

I am happy And yet I am sad

Like a river that is thirsty

What am I to do, Lord?

I will be where my beloved is

Where my beloved lives, so will I

That silver bowl and the golden plate

That silver bowl and the golden plate

Give them to me, Mom My mother-in-law calls me

Those cosmetics and the adornments

Buy them for me, Mom My beloved is calling me

Where are you going, Ganga?

You're breaking a promise

By leaving us behind

You're leaving us behind

I will be there

I will be there

-Wake up, Ganga! -What is it?

Wake up! Your prince is here.

What? He's here?

-Take a look. -No. I don't want to.

Come on, see for yourself. Ram hasn't come, but Shyam has!

Shyam? What are you talking about?

Rajiv is still in Delhi.

He has sent some man called Arjun to make the arrangements.

What?

Look, Uncle, try to understand me.

Rajiv is totally American.

He won't be able to stand this heat and dust.

And the stench! If he gets some stench, he will go completely bananas!

I mean, he will go mad.

Do you know what'll happen if he comes here?

He will see all this and pass out.

He'll faint first, then come to his senses and then just fly straight back to LA.

No. We're with you.

Last night Kishorilal told me everything.

So now do as I tell you.

-First, get these cows away from here. -These are buffaloes, Arjun.

Whatever. Then send these goats away from here.

Right? And this dog...

-Does he bite? -No. He just barks.

Okay. You will have to get rid of the dog. Rajiv is allergic to dogs.

-Is this bed for the dog? -This bed...

belongs to Ramu, our servant.

No, Mrs. Dev. Ramu can't sleep here.

Make a separate servant's quarter for him.

Make a different department for the servants.

Everything must have its own department.

Uncle, you do understand me, right? We must clean this place up fast!

-This straw here... -It's cow dung, dear.

Ramu. That's your name, right? Throw this out at once.

But, son, the smell of dung and manure is Kishorilal's...

It's not about the father. It's about his son.

He won't tolerate all this, so it's vital that we clean up.

There is very little time.

He's very arrogant, isn't he, Ganga?

He asked us to throw our dog Moti out of the house.

-He asks Ramu to sleep elsewhere. -Is he a man or an animal?

I will turn this animal into a man very soon.

-How? -I have a remedy for it.

What will you do?

What is it?

Says our Ganga...

-Who are you? -Daksha, a cousin.

Sit down, please.

-And you? -At least shake hands first, sir.

-Potla. -Cousin?

-Brother. Only brother. -Good. Please stand here.

I don't see Ganga. Where is she?

Come here, Ganga.

Hello, hello.

Ganga?

Don't take off your glasses. I am Ganga.

So then, you are the girl who was chosen by Daddy for Rajiv?

Yes, when Uncle saw me,

he said one won't find such a lovely girl anywhere else in India.

Isn't that right, Potla?

-Yes. -Of course.

Daddy was absolutely right! One won't find a girl like you

anywhere else in the world, let alone India.

Is there a telephone here?

Will you let me talk to Rajiv?

Yes... No, I will certainly not do that.

Only I will talk to Daddy.

Come with me.

You sit right here. You are not coming along.

-Come on. -Yes, okay. All right.

Yes, please book a call. Thank you. Yes, an international call will do.

Yes, I know it will cost eight times more. Charge me 16 times more, even 32.

Listen, it is important that I have this conversation.

Regardless of whether the lines are down or not...

Even if they are down, try and put this call...

What are you doing?

No, I wasn't talking to you.

-Go and sit there, please. -Let me talk to Rajiv.

I can't do that, please go and sit there.

Daksha, please make Ganga sit there and make sure she stays put.

Nitin, stay here.

No, no, madam, I am back.

Look, madam, have pity on me.

I told you, you won't get through for at least four hours.

-Is there any secluded place here? -Yes.

-I want to be left alone. -Sure, sir.

Absolutely not, sir.

Let me know the moment the call comes through.

-Definitely, sir. -Hello?

It will ring, it will ring.

He's in trouble.

Yes, put me through.

Is it Kishorilal?

How are you? No, I didn't call you.

Yes, Arjun is here.

Rajiv is coming tomorrow. We're all fine. How about you?

I'll just call her. Ganga, honey!

-Yes, Papa? -There's a call for you.

-Who is it, Papa? -It's a very important call.

-Who is it? -Guess, who could it be?

-Tell me. -Find out for yourself.

-Tell me, Papa. -It's Uncle Kishorilal.

Really? Let me talk to him.

Give it to me.

This is Ganga here. Greetings.

I am fine. Oh, Uncle! How could I not miss you?

We miss you a lot.

And that song of yours, 'I Love India'...

All of us sing it.

It's a super hit here. Even Grandma sings it!

Yes? And how are you?

Are you taking your medicines on time?

Your medicines!

Your Little Master is here. He's okay.

He's a bit pompous. Arrogant.

No, Uncle. He's nice.

-Okay, I'll put him on. -Yes, tell me.

No. Everything's fine.

-The soap in Rajiv's room... -Keep it the way I told you to.

All right.

-This is? -Ganga.

-And the other one? -A trick.

-You may go. -Okay.

It's a new day

Daddy, you were right.

It's a new day

And the sun is shining

My daughter has grown up

It's time we get her married

Her father has called her suitor over

-I am... My name is... -I know. You are Arjun,

Rajiv's friend. You have come to take a look at me and my house.

I'm sorry, my entry was a bit wrong.

Right.

All genuine people admit their mistake and apologize at once.

I say that all the good people in this world

immediately forgive those who apologize.

By looking at your face, I think that you have forgiven me.

By looking at your smile, I think that we should become friends right away.

And by looking at your hand, I think we should shake hands immediately.

Right?

Yes.

-Friends? -Yes.

-Absolutely? -Sure.

-Potla! -Potla?

Potla?

I love my India

-Why are you bringing them back? -India, my nation

Hey!

Take these cows... I mean, these buffaloes out.

-My deeds are for India -Potla, they...

Ganga...

Every relationship in this house is rooted in love,

whether it's between an animal and a human being...

or between a servant and his master.

We don't break old relationships to form new ones.

India, my land India, my love

I love my India

I love my India

I love my India

Don't you have any shame?

Did you forget the rules of this family?

All of you are behaving as if he has come here to get his wedding fixed.

He's here to see you, stop ragging him.

Listen, honey,

whatever Arjun is doing is for your benefit.

Imagine that he's a movie director

who is planning to get the actor and the actress together.

Rajiv is coming tomorrow. In his honor,

I have invited the city's big shots.

So don't play any pranks tomorrow, okay?

I will break the legs that you're standing on!

Oh, Aunt, how will you? And why?

You speak as if you were never little.

You too must've been naughty back then.

Don't laugh! You'll grow old too.

Uncle, everything's okay now. We are friends.

We've all gotten to know each other.

I just had to explain one thing to them.

You may think whatever you want about me.

Rajiv's servant, doormat, or butler,

his friend, brother, anything.

But one thing's true.

A boy like Rajiv is hard to find anywhere in this world, let alone America.

He's out of this world.

He has an amazing style, Potla.

You'll see, even today,

he'll arrive in a special car in such great style.

He's our American prince.

-He's here, sir. -Who?

Your prince from Delhi.

All the tires of his car are punctured.

So, he is coming on a chariot.

Let me see the prince too.

-Yahoo! -Where did he find a special car?

-He could've called a cab! -Come on, I'm so excited!

I love my India

That's my India

I love my India

Welcome to India, son-in-law.

Make him soak his feet in warm water.

Is there enough water in the tub? Keep your feet submerged.

Hey, what are you doing, brother? You will twist his neck.

-Careful. -Let me massage it.

-Take a deep breath. -Oh, my son-in-law!

-Somebody bring him a cup of ginger tea! -You'll recover in no time.

My suitor has come over to see me

My suitor has come over to see me

Aunt, all the guests are here.

Your father has invited so many people.

Poor Rajiv must be nervous.

Take it.

Rajiv, meet Mr. Yadav,

-the Assistant Commissioner of Police. -Hello, sir.

-Hello. -Touch his feet.

Bless you. It's all right.

If you have any problem here, give me a call.

How can we have a problem with you around, sir?

I mean, if anyone needs a beating.

I sent a minister to prison just a day before yesterday.

What's going on here? Let me see...

-It's nothing. Come, have some sweets. -Yes, I would love to.

My suitor has come over to see me

-Rajiv. -Get up, get up.

Pay your respects. Not to me, this gentleman.

Bless you, dear. How are you, lad?

You're feeling cold even with a coat on.

No. Cool means fine, thank you.

Why are you thanking me? I didn't give him any sweets.

Suraj Dev!

-This way, brother. -Let's go.

You still hit people while talking to them.

In Punjab, they hit you like this to show their affection.

The chair, sir.

The chair, sir. The chair, sir.

Ramu, he doesn't know Hindi.

Say, chair.

Go to hell.

Paul!

Sir, someone has cast an evil eye on him.

Ever since he arrived in India, his health has been bad.

Give him a remedy for it.

My suitor has come over to see me

He's just warding off evil spirits.

Try to understand.

Sir, he has the same problem.

-So please, just once... -No, no. I'm fine...

Well...

-this is how Indians express love. -Shall we sit?

What do you think of him?

Should I tell you the truth? He looks like a prince!

He's sweet.

By the way, where's Ganga?

I'll just go and check.

Give me red bangles to wear, Mom

What's wrong? What's taking so long? Where's Ganga?

She's getting ready, dressed up.

-How can she just... -Arjun.

-There she comes. -Arjun, how do I look?

Wonderful!

Didn't I tell you, once I dress up, you'll just gawk!

I sure am gawking.

-Doesn't she look beautiful? -Sorry, but she resembles an ape!

-What? -What?

Try to understand. Rajiv hates such heavy ornaments.

He is an American and likes simplicity.

This is what simplicity is all about.

No, this isn't simplicity. I'll show you what simplicity is.

Hold this, and you come with me.

-Take this off. -Take it off?

The kohl, flowers. Why did you wear these gold ornaments?

My suitor has come over to see me

My suitor has come over with his friends

My suitor has come over with his friends

My suitor has come over to see me

Hawaii, man?

Rajiv, she is Ganga.

-Hello. -Hello.

-What will you have? Tea, juice? -I prefer tea.

Will you have tea, too?

-How much sugar? -One spoon.

One.

-Two more. -Two more?

Two.

-Okay, one more. -One more.

Do one thing, just add the whole lot.

The whole lot?

You don't want the tea? You take it.

You are pretty smart!

Rajiv.

How did you like Ganga?

Let me sleep. I have a headache.

Okay, then, should I keep her for myself?

Ganga, you still haven't told me

what you thought of Rajiv.

And neither have you. Did you like him?

Did you like him or not?

-Did you like him or not? -You tell me.

-No, you first. -No, you first.

-No, you first. -Tell me, please!

Tell me, please!

Okay, I'll tell you.

I think... you didn't like Rajiv at all.

No, Papa! When did I say that?

-So, you like him, don't you? -Hmm.

Suraj Dev called everyone, but us.

He got scared thinking you might interfere

while he's getting his daughter's wedding finalized.

Amirchand doesn't interfere in matters, he eradicates problems.

-And what if Ganga and Rajiv get engaged? -What then?

We will break it.

Suraj Dev... even I'll have my day.

-Then you'll see. -Then you'll see!

-I love my... -Kulwanti,

-where are you going? -To give some milk to Rajiv.

Give it here.

-Ganga? -Yes, Mom?

Go give this to Rajiv.

-Me? -Yes!

-Take it, I said. Hurry up! -Hold this.

-Why her and not me? -Arjun has asked

Ganga to take a glass of milk for Rajiv today.

"Arjun said?"

The world...

A bride...

The world is a bride

And India is a bindi On the bride's forehead

Such is my India

Such is my India

I love my India

I love my India

In our country, a snake is not considered to be an animal, it's God.

Have your milk and sleep. Nothing will go wrong.

You?

I want to meet you... in private.

Why in private?

Well, won't it be better if we talk a little?

-So let's talk. -Not here.

Then where?

Maybe in those fields, behind the windmill.

May I ask my mother?

-Can't you make your own decisions? -It's not that.

Just wait here, I will be back.

-Aunt. -What is it?

May I go to the fields with Rajiv?

To the fields? Why do you ask me, you shameless girl?

Narmada, did you hear?

Rajiv wants to take Ganga to the fields,

behind the windmill!

Who wants to take her there?

He came as a guest, Mom.

And he wants to take the girl behind bushes right in front of us!

-He wants to take her to the farm! -Will you shut up?

Okay, I will keep quiet.

Let her go behind the windmill.

-She is feeling very hot, isn't she? -Mom, please ask her to stop it.

-Kulwanti. -I'll talk to her.

-Speak softly. -Why? I can't speak softly.

Are we thugs?

Girls do not roll in the hay before marriage!

If you think it's proper, send her.

You are acting very advanced.

Send her to America!

What are you doing there? Come...

Congratulations!

My dear brother,

if you wanted to meet Ganga why did you mention the fields?

What's wrong with the fields?

Look. In the Indian culture before marriage,

there are various rules and norms.

"A river is nothing without water.

Wind is nothing if it doesn't swoosh.

Similarly, marriage is nothing without a love story."

-Well said! Well said! -I have your blessings.

You understand what I mean, don't you?

No.

Look, before Rajiv and Ganga get married

-it's vital that they click! -Yes.

And they'll click only when they chat.

And they will chat, only when they meet.

Am I right, Mrs. Dev?

Why should we mind if they meet?

-Yeah. -You don't mind...

but yesterday, Aunt made a scene about the fields...

-I'm being frank. -Okay.

-Rajiv is a boy from America. -Right.

-He'll just run away! -What?

-No, no. -No.

If you wish, tomorrow, we can take them out on a sightseeing tour

-and show them the fort there. -Yes.

Aunt.

-Why should I mind? My lips are sealed! -Hear that?

-No, dear. -Mom.

We will do as you say. You should shut up.

It will be as Arjun says...

"Don't go too far from the hearts that are broken."

No, never.

"But don't go too near the ones that are beating together, either."

-Splendid. -I was just joking.

Sim Sim Pola Pola Sim Sim Pola

Sim Sim Pola Pola Sim Sim Pola

-Rajiv. Rajiv, take care. -Fine flat flute pipe petula petula

Rajiv... Ra...

Sim Sim Pola Pola Sim Sim Pola

"The one who drives a Mercedes is riding a bicycle!

See how in various ways he's wooing you!"

Too good!

But I'm no less.

You saw how talented I am, didn't you?

How I convinced the elders, to allow us to go on a picnic.

This is your chance to talk to Rajiv.

He is... Ra...

He loves you a lot. Sometimes I think

if he loves you so much now, just imagine how much he'll love you later.

He is crazy... absolutely.

What is it, Ganga? Why are you staring at me?

-May I ask you something? -Sure, go ahead.

I know that I haven't driven Rajiv crazy, but your efforts have.

You are his friend and brother, too.

But some kind of bond is forged... between you and me also.

A bond of implicit trust and friendship. Right?

Yes. What are you trying to say, Ganga?

I want to ask you...

Is Rajiv right for me?

After so many days now, this kind of a question...

He has hidden something from me.

Yesterday I was tidying his clothes away...

and I found this.

It's not about his smoking habits but the fact that he kept it a secret.

If he has any more such bad habits

please tell me now.

So that I can make a decision.

Look.

Your advice can either make my life...

or, ruin it.

Ganga, you are totally mistaken.

This packet is not Rajiv's. It's mine.

Yes. Actually...

sometimes I do smoke.

But Rajiv... drinks and cigarettes?

There must be a lighter with this.

I wouldn't like you to smoke either.

A man looks so rotten when he smokes.

Shall I quit?

-Quit. -There!

Happy?

-You're very bad! -Am I still bad?

No... you are nice.

Very nice.

Quiet, quiet

Quiet, quiet

Quiet, quiet

Quiet, quiet

Ganga!

Two hearts are uniting...

Two hearts are uniting...

But very quietly

Two hearts are uniting...

But very quietly

Everyone is getting to know

Everyone is getting to know...

But very quietly

Two hearts are uniting...

But very quietly

There's a longing in their breath

And dreams light up their eyes

My heart keeps wandering

From one thing to another

I'd get a grip on my heart

Is this what magic is all about?

The magic is working...

The magic is working...

But quietly

They sit so innocently

As if there is nothing going on

It's all so obvious and clear

It's as clear as broad daylight

What is it, if there's nothing amiss

Their lips are silent, but...

Their eyes speak...

Their eyes say it all

Yet so silently

Two hearts are uniting...

But very quietly

Everyone is getting to know

Everyone is getting to know

Yet, so quietly

Two hearts are uniting...

But very quietly

Like smoke that emanates

Before a fire rages

The feelings are mutual

The feelings are mutual

There's a strange Attraction provoking hearts

Stoking fire in both

Look at it from here

Look at it from here

But silently

Two hearts are uniting

But very quietly

Everyone is getting to know

Everyone is getting to know

But very quietly

Two hearts are uniting

But very quietly

Yes, Daddy, Rajiv likes Ganga.

You didn't say anything, Rajiv.

I think Ganga should go to America before we get married,

-to see the culture, the people there. -That is right!

It's the girl who will live abroad not the boy.

It'll be nice

if Ganga comes with us to America for a month or two

and sees everything.

I'm happy to see you speak so maturely.

I'll talk to her father Suraj Dev.

What are you saying?

You wants us to send her to America all alone?

-Are you out of your mind? -What's wrong in that?

He's a friend. Can't she go to my friend's house?

Suraj,

Indian girls do not go to their husband's house without getting married.

I, too, have decided that she will not go.

Correct.

Okay. Call the whole thing off. I'll speak to Kishorilal.

Then what was the need for all this?

Why did you call Rajiv all the way from America?

Then what do we do? Become Americans?

Come, Kishorilal.

Kishorilal.

How can we send the girl with you

without getting everything finalized?

Just think. We live in a small town.

-What will people say? -They've already started gossiping.

And what if she returns without marrying your son?

-I've got a solution. -What?

We will get Rajiv and Ganga engaged this week.

Then she'll go with us...

and after a month we will get them married in America. Okay?

Speak up.

You shouldn't have any objection now.

Why should we have any objection to an engagement? Right, my dear?

Say you agree. We are fine.

I think all of you should come along.

No, that's impossible.

It's the season for our business to flourish.

None of us can make it.

So what if none of can make it, Kulwanti can accompany Ganga to America.

-America? No, I can't. -Come on, dear.

Yes, that will be perfect.

If you stay with Ganga she won't feel lonely.

Go, Mom.

Okay. I will go, if you all insist.

So it's all fixed now. Engagement will take place on Monday,

then will be Ganga's farewell.

And on that note, give us sweet-meats.

Yes, it'll be a farewell, no doubt.

Who knows when she will visit India?

Ganga.

Ganga.

Ganga.

Ganga.

Hey, you have been sitting all alone here?

What's this? You're getting engaged and you're crying?

I know. You don't wish to leave me here, do you?

I don't want to go anywhere!

That is unavoidable, dear.

All girls get married and go to their husband's house...

leaving their mother and father behind.

Forever and ever.

Why are you crying now?

-You made me cry. -You did.

-You made me cry. -You did!

Come on, get up.

The engagement and the farewell will take place on Monday.

The cards will be sent today.

Cards? It must be Arjun's idea.

What? Kusum's engagement to Rajiv?

With you?

Never! Did you hear that, Kirtan Singh?

-Yes! -This is absolutely unfair.

The whole village knows...

-that Ganga was to marry my son. -Indeed.

He hasn't just insulted me, but this whole town!

That's a lie! Uncle did not promise you anything.

Shut up!

MC.

Stop jumping, son. Will you? That foreigner is marrying Ganga.

Rajiv is no foreigner.

He's the son of Mr. Kishorilal who's an Indian.

-That bastard Kishorilal... -Darn you!

He is getting beaten.

Dad!

First they called off the engagement...

now they're breaking my son's bones... Help!

Mummy!

No Rajiv. No, Arjun. Please.

You will not fight... for my sake.

-There has to be a decision, Suraj Dev. -What do you mean?

I'm her father, it's my wish. I will give her away where I want to.

How will you decide? Tell us. We'll decide today, right now.

Then come, let's have a combat.

The winner will take Ganga.

Agreed.

Today, either you take her, or I will.

Good!

Even Lord Rama had to lift Lord Shiva's bow, to win Goddess Sita.

So today whoever wins, shall be Ganga's groom!

That is strange Chief Kirtan Singh...

Will my daughter's future be decided in a fighting arena?

Then admit you're a cheat and

-you sold out to an American. -You did.

Amirchand... Suraj is not a cheat.

But you are.

And we'll give you an apt response to this cheating.

Mr. Singh did a good thing by mentioning about Lord Rama and Goddess Sita.

My sons are ready to shoulder any difficulties for Ganga.

Tell me, which bow do you have?

Let me see how strong your son is.

I'm ready, Daddy.

So, Manuchand, what's your choice?

Running, wrestling, boxing...

-Kabaddi! -Kabaddi?

Okay.

Today and now!

What? A kabaddi match?

Yes. And the winner will get to marry Ganga.

Nonsense.

Go and see. Stop them.

No... this cannot happen.

In the playground

Kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi.

Kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi.

Don't you worry, Suraj. We'll defeat them.

Arjun, you have to win.

Kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi.

Did you see that, Mr. Singh? He is my disciple.

Kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi.

Look there.

Kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi.

Oh no!

Kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi.

Kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi.

Kabaddi, kabaddi, kabaddi.

Catch him!

Don't let him touch the line.

Don't let go of him!

Don't let go of him!

We won!

Don't find me a short man

Find me a man Who has all the good qualities

Don't find me a short man

Find me a man Who has all the good qualities

Don't find me a dark man

People will make fun of him

Don't find me a dark man

People will make fun of him

Don't find me a very fair man either

Else we wouldn't make a good pair

Don't find me a very fair man either

Else we wouldn't make a good pair

Find me the best man

So that everyone in the family loves him

So that everyone in the family loves him

Let's leave, Ganga. It's time.

Stop crying now.

Now you will ask me to take care of Ganga...

and I'll say she's my daughter now, you have no rights on her.

Absolutely, right.

-Arjun hasn't come as yet. -He's not coming with us.

-Why? -He will stay in India for few more days.

What do you mean?

It means... Arjun is here. You can go ask him.

-This is for you and Rajiv. -What's this?

Are you not coming to America?

Ganga, I have to go back to Mathura

where my father has an old house.

I have to rebuild it as a music school.

And there are many legal papers to be signed.

You didn't tell me this earlier.

I didn't get a chance. Keep these.

-You didn't do the right thing. -But...

I am going abroad for the first time. I will be so lonely.

Why? There is Daddy, Rajiv, your aunt

-and many others who'll take care. -But you won't be there.

You said you'd be there with me.

I agreed to go only because of you.

Look, Ganga...

my responsibility and work ends here.

Now your life and my life go different ways.

You understand?

Why are you saying that?

Because, now you have to become a responsible daughter-in-law

and live abroad happily with everybody.

-Don't give a sermon. You cheated... -Come on, hurry up.

Hurry, my princess, your plane will depart without you

-you'll remain in India. -I can go alone.

-You don't have to come. -Okay.

-I can take care of myself. -Bye, Arjun.

-Bye, Rajiv. -Bye, bye. Come soon.

-Bye. -Okay, bye.

Bye, dear...

She is a crazy girl.

Excuse me.

-Are you Arjun Sagar? -Yes.

-A passenger on board sent you this note. -Okay.

"Arjun come soon."

All right.

And do you see that lady there in a maroon dress?

-Yes. -That's Nita,

my younger brother Sandy's wife.

Sandy?

It was Sandip Lal but he became Sandy after coming here.

This is Kathy.

-She is Payal. -Hello.

Daddy has brought a lovely girl.

But she looks dominating.

-So, are you getting scared? -I'm not scared of anyone.

Sister, does everyone wear such clothes in this country?

"Sister!" Did you call me "sister"?

-Yes. -Do I look like a sister to you?

My name is Padma and people out here call me Paddy.

And she is Nita, your aunt.

-I told you about her. Greet her. -Greetings.

And he is Sandy... my youngest brother.

-Mother, may I go? -Yes.

Get lost!

You rascal! Loafer!

Don't you have any shame? How dare you kiss Ganga publicly?

Is this a way to meet a girl?

And you, shameless girl!

How can you be so intimate with these foreigners?

Did you forget family values? Come with me.

She's still young...

Why are you getting angry with her? She's our responsibility now.

Come, my dear. Go with her.

That was quite a scene.

What can I say, Mr. Mitra?

Kishorilal went to India...

and got a real bumpkin for us!

Ganga, my dear.

Come and sit beside me too. Come on, sit.

Greetings.

Isn't she beautiful?

You haven't eaten anything since morning.

You must be starving.

Peter, get some food for us, please.

Today I will eat food with my darling.

Ganga

Why are you going away to a foreign land?

Why are you going away to a foreign land?

Why must you leave your own land?

Ganga, my dear.

Why must you leave your own land?

Why must you leave your own land?

Why must you leave your own land?

God bless you.

What were you looking at? A foreign land?

It's either very quiet here, or its very noisy.

One is either alone or he's in a crowd.

Yesterday, at the party...

Nita looked down upon you.

I saw that and heard it, too.

But, Krishna, Aunt was at fault too.

My dear, in the house of a benevolent man like Kishorilal...

half the people are Indians and half are westerners.

That's why a pure soul like you will always be shown resentment.

And you'll have to endure it.

This is your testing time.

My mom says a woman is put to the test throughout her life!

All right. You've got it.

My blessings are with you.

What's going on, sister?

What are you telling my daughter?

She is managing the household chores already.

No, my darling will not do any household chores.

She has yet to tour America and Canada.

Right, my dear?

There is good news, dear.

Tomorrow, in honor of our new Indian Ambassador...

all the Indian VIPs of the city are invited.

They will honor you and Rajiv, too.

-Daddy, hasn't Arjun come yet? -He's a fool.

I don't know. He should be here in a couple of days.

What kind of clothes should I wear tomorrow?

Indian!

After this, we have to welcome one more person.

This welcome is for Ganga

who has come here for the first time.

The would-be daughter-in-law of Kishorilal, Miss Kusum Ganga

who is named after the Goddess of Knowledge,

which is also a symbol of our culture.

I will now request her

to come here and sing for us.

Your would-be daughter-in-law is very beautiful.

Greetings.

What shall I sing?

Dear, we would all like to know

how you feel coming to a foreign land.

The land where

My beloved dwells

Is where

My heart is

Oh how difficult it is

To like things

To come to a foreign land

To come to a foreign land

-But I don't know the lyrics. -Sing anyway.

Yes.

Arjun!

Arjun! You're here?

Ganga, slowly...

Arjun.

What took you so long?

Do you know the trouble I went through?

Aunt messed up the whole situation...

What are you doing?

This is no time to chat. Everyone's looking... Go on.

They want me to sing 'I love India'.

-So sing. -You sing with me. Come on.

No, I can't sing with you. Daddy's getting angry... Go now.

What's going on there?

He's my second son. A nephew who's like a son.

No, I can't. Daddy's angry. Go!

Okay, but I have a lot of things to tell you.

-I'll talk to you later. Go. -Lots and lots.

The world is a bride

The world is a bride

And India is the bindi On a bride's forehead

Such is my India

I love my India

India, my land India, my love

-The world... -The world...

-Is a bride -Is a bride

The world is a bride

And India is the bindi On a bride's forehead

Such is my India

I love my India

Such is my India

I love my India

My deeds are for India

My religion is India

My deeds are for India

My religion is India

India, my nation India, my love

This is the largest daily of the town.

You too are the prince of this city.

Keep it safe. We will have it framed later.

-Are we going to Hollywood? -Hmm. Tomorrow morning.

-Who all are going? -All of us.

Is Aunt Nita coming along?

Aunt Nita's not going.

-And Arjun? -He's not coming either.

Yesterday I spoke to him and he said he can't make it.

Why not?

Ask him yourself. You know him well enough.

Now hurry up and give me a kiss.

-I have to go to the office. -No.

-Come on. -No.

-Come on. -No.

Wow!

The parathas are delicious!

Peter.

Honestly, you won't find such parathas even in India.

-Aunt. -Hmm.

Doesn't Arjun live in this house?

Arjun! Here?

This is KL house, not a servant quarter.

-You mean Arjun is a servant here? -More or less.

My brother-in-law did quite a lot for him.

He takes care of our cars, in the company garage

-and runs a studio above it. -Here.

-Then where does he eat? -He must be eating at some hotel.

When he comes here, we feed him, like we feed the poor.

To hell with Arjun. Eat this, else it'll get cold.

Ganga.

Ma'am has sent parathas especially for you.

It's made of potato.

-Chinu, will you do me a favor? -Yes.

Parathas!

-Wow! -Here...

Kusum Ganga has sent you this letter.

And the parathasfor us!

Let me eat them, and you read the letter.

-Go ahead. -Hmm!

What is it?

-Quiet. -Shh.

It says, "Little Master Arjun.

Don't show your skills.

Come with us quietly. These are Daddy's orders

and you have to come for my sake."

If someone wrote such things to me, honestly...

-I would go to hell with her. -Idiots!

She is Rajiv's would-be wife.

Would-be wife. They aren't married yet.

See this!

What did you do with that paper?

Lost it! Where?

I don't remember where I put it...

-I wrapped parathasin it. -Parathas?

-For Arjun. -For Arjun?

Meaning, you wrapped up my respect along with those parathas too!

Absolutely ignorant.

Rajiv,

you said it today don't ever repeat it!

Ganga, why don't you understand? This was the only copy I had.

But it's original copy is with me!

You didn't tell Rajiv that when you sent me those parathas

you sent me a letter, telling me

to take this photograph and frame it beautifully.

You forgot.

Look... See how I got if framed.

America, America, Fascinating America

America, America, America America

America, America

Liberty is America

America, America, Fascinating America

It is where I want to be

America, America

I am finally here with my fantasy

-This is where I'll find my destiny -America, America, fascinating America

America, America

Hey... Excuse me.

Do you see what Rajiv is doing? He's smoking a cigarette.

And you said he never smoked.

Ganga. Ganga...

this is America and we are in a disco.

It's fashionable to smoke here.

90% of the people here are smoking.

So Rajiv is one of those 90%.

You lied to me, didn't you?

-I'm asking you something. -Hi.

Who was she?

Why was she saying "hi" in such a way?

He's saying that the boy and the girl who win this musical chair contest

will have to give a number and if that matches their number

then they'll get the Made in Heaven Award.

Made in Heaven Award. Why is that?

Because according to them, the couple made in this world

is not as great as the pair made in Heaven!

Wow, this is very nice.

Shall we go get Rajiv?

-Do you want to play? -Yes.

-Come on. -Come.

-All right. -Rajiv is here.

Rajiv.

-Let's take part in the contest. -It's a kid's game, dear.

Why would I play it.

What you can do, is participate in the contest with Arjun.

No. I won't go with Arjun.

-Why not? -She just won't, and she shouldn't.

I'll dance with Kelly.

-I am willing to go with you. -Oh, man!

-Excuse me. -Come on.

Tell me what you want

Come on

Give him a number.

-Is that for me? -Yes, it's for you.

Paul!

I can buy this disco right now.

-Relax, Rajiv. -It's okay, I am fine.

I can buy everything!

-I'm not drunk. -Get out.

-Let go of me. -Rajiv.

I am Rajiv Lal.

-Let him go. Take him home. -I won't spare him.

-Yeah, okay. -They're trying to...

He does this every time.

He drinks and gets knocked out, then Arjun takes him home.

A daughter goes to her father

To tell him the kind of husband she wants

-How are you, dear? -I'm fine.

-How's Rajiv? -He's good.

-And how is Arjun? -He's very good!

Are you happy abroad?

I don't know.

There's everything here... yet there's nothing.

I've invited one thousand VIPs from all over the world.

Book all the five-star hotels.

These Americans will never forget my son's wedding.

Why are there so many papers here? Nancy.

Don't you clean your master's room?

He doesn't allow anyone in.

These are such dirty magazines... Eww!

What are you looking at?

Aunt, what is... what's all this?

Oh that!

She's Kelly, Rajiv's ex-girlfriend.

Kelly loved Rajiv, and he too loved her very much.

But he never mentioned this.

Is it worth mentioning?

Girlfriends are a status symbol for the rich.

Consider yourself lucky...

that Kelly didn't get Rajiv and you did.

The millionaire Kishorilal's daughter-in-law...

will be you, not Kelly.

My doll, this is America.

Rajiv is an American,

and you'll have to live with an American.

Rajiv.

Kelly was your girlfriend, right?

Yes.

Did you love her very much?

Yeah.

Did you want to marry her?

Yes.

Did you and Kelly... I mean...

Did you have a physical relationship with her?

Such relationships are pretty common in America.

There's no need to get worried and make an issue out of it.

Kelly was my past, and you are my present.

You won't believe it, but we were just talking about you. Honestly.

You're going to Australia. Tonight?

You want to meet me?

Then...

Come to my office and we will go out for dinner.

Kelly learned Hindi when we were dating.

Ganga, I must go, or else Kelly will be offended.

I will be late, so you better have your dinner.

Ganga, I bought this...

I entered at the wrong time.

Never mind. Maybe later.

Wait.

Everything went wrong. Everything!

And you are responsible for this. You!

You lied through your teeth.

Rajiv's like this and that.

This is the kind of person that Rajiv is.

Look, Ganga,

all these small matters...

You will have to learn to adjust.

Small petty matters? Is this a small matter?

Small issue? Is this a small issue?

Look, I don't want grand palaces.

I just want a loving man.

Understand? It's not a small matter!

But everybody here loves you, Ganga.

Nobody loves me! And I don't want such love.

-I don't! -What kind of love do you want?

Ask yourself! I want the kind of love you give others.

That's the kind of love I want!

All of you think that I am no more than a picture that's hanging on a wall.

And you want me to keep quiet

and become a part of this synthetic decor!

I hadn't come to a foreign land with this dream, Arjun.

Look, Ganga, everything will be fine.

I'll talk to Rajiv tomorrow.

But, Ganga, you too will have to have patience.

I'll get going.

Arjun.

You won't abandon me, will you?

Rajiv, she's not that kind of a girl.

Then what kind of a girl is Ganga?

Look, don't get me wrong.

But girls from India...

especially those from rural areas

can't bear this cultural shock.

If you want to change her, then do that gradually.

-After your wedding... -Look, Arjun, you are my friend, okay.

You are my friend and Ganga is my would-be wife.

My friend should know his place and the same goes for my wife.

And it'll be better if you don't meddle in my affairs.

Your role as a friend ends here.

Now let me play my role.

Whether you accept it or not. You've fallen in love.

-No. -Yes, you have.

-No. -Yes.

-No. -Yes.

-No. -Yes.

-No. -No?

-Yes! -Well, you are, aren't you?

I'll neither go to her house nor meet her. Okay?

All right. Let's see.

What? He'll never come here?

Won't he even come to meet me?

All right go and tell him.

If he's not bothered about me, I don't care either!

Cares, my foot!

If he really cared, he would have answered my calls.

Is it Arjun's birthday today?

He doesn't want to meet anyone?

Not even me?

Just wait and watch.

Arjun is not in. I don't know when he will return.

Operator, if anyone calls, tell them I am unavailable.

I wish to be alone today.

So what if it's his birthday?

He didn't invite me for the party.

He hasn't invited anyone.

He's lonely and depressed.

He is mad at all of us.

So what shall I do about it, Ganga?

Look, in America, if anyone wants to stay alone, we leave them alone.

But in India, we never leave our friends alone.

In fact, we barge into their rooms

so we can wish them.

Ganga, this isn't India, but America!

But, Arjun is your friend, right?

Have you forgotten everything that he's done for you?

He didn't do anything for me, but for dad.

He impresses Daddy so that he can open his music company.

-Anyway, I've to attend a party, and... -Excuse me?

Look, Ganga, you can go with Paul if you wish.

And take some old gift lying around in the house for him.

Now do you know what Rajiv wants?

I shall meet you someday

I shall meet her someday

My love shall be with me that day

But I wonder when she will Shower me with her love

For, my heart and I are lonely

Step out of that picture and come to me

My love

You were destined to be with me

So be with me

My love

My love

My love

My love

My love

My love

Step out of that picture and come to me

My love

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da,

Ob-La-Du What to do?

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da,

Ob-La-Du

We love you

I have missed you ever since I have been

I have loved you ever since

I am a poet and you are my song

I am pining for you

I am pining for you

Yes, I am

There she comes

Ob-La-Di

Ob-La-Da

Ob-La-Du

We love you

Tell me who she is

Show me that portrait of hers

You don't tell such things to everyone

But you don't hide your feelings From your friends

But you don't hide your feelings From your friends

I will cure this heartache for you

And if I don't succeed I will at least pray for you

And if I don't succeed I will at least pray for you

I will at least pray for you

She will rush to you and take you along

Your love

Your love

Your love

Your love

I will meet her someday

My love will then be with me

I wonder when she will Shower me with her love

I feel sad and lonely

Step out of that picture and come to me

My love

My love

My love

My love

My love

My love

Yes. It's 11:30 p.m.

Everyone's waiting for you.

Aunt, today is Arjun's birthday.

Everyone's ridiculing you

for you were dancing with the workers at the garage.

But I've taken Rajiv's permission.

I'm asking you for the last time.

Are you coming home this minute, or not?

Aunt...

No.

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da,

Ob-La-Du What to do?

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da,

Ob-La-Du We love you

Just a minute, talk to Arjun.

-Rajiv. -Yes, Rajiv.

Happy Birthday, my friend.

I couldn't make it, friend.

Now send my Ganga back.

Ganga and Paul are just leaving.

And listen. Tomorrow...

I am hosting a party at the dockyard in honor of the sheriff

and you are attending it.

No, I won't be able to, Rajiv.

Oh, come on.

The problem is one of the musicians has run off.

So in his place, you come with your guitar

and sit in a corner and strum it.

All I wanna say is that They don't really care about us

All I wanna say is that They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my life

Arjun, No... No.

Get up.

Get up.

-Let go of my hand. -Come on, Arjun.

-Why did you hit him? -He snatched her stole.

-So? -It's embarrassing for her.

It is my responsibility to take care of Ganga, right?

Whose wife is she going to be? Mine or yours?

Small fries shouldn't be invited to big parties.

Aunt Nita was right.

-But, Rajiv... -Shut up!

Go! Go!

A storm never warns before it hits.

It just shows up...

ruins everything, and goes away.

What are you hinting at?

Fire and wax have a star-crossed relationship.

We just know that they emit light together.

But we don't realize

that wax melts away when it's under fire.

Get straight to the point.

The bottom line is...

that the intimacy between Arjun and Ganga is bothering...

-Rajiv... -Enough.

You said it today, don't even think about it hereafter.

Leave the rest... to me.

Did you call me, Daddy?

-I have some good news for you. -Good news?

Our board of directors have chosen you

the president of our company in Los Angeles.

You will also have its major shareholdings.

Now you will have your own bungalow, a car...

You like my car very much, right?

Here, take it.

Today onwards, my car belongs to you.

You seem very happy today. What's the matter?

I'm happy... and I'm sad too.

I'm sad because you will have to leave the city tomorrow.

Rajiv's wedding will take place on the 9th.

Be present here by morning on the 9th.

That means I will have to leave tomorrow morning.

Yes, tomorrow morning at five.

Tomorrow morning...

Can I hold off for two days?

It's about your career...

and you have your first board meeting tomorrow.

You will have to go.

God bless you.

Now you too should settle down and get married to a good girl.

I'll get going, Daddy.

Give the phone to Arjun.

This is Ganga here.

Arjun has gone.

Where?

I don't know.

But I do know that he has left us.

This morning, when we were all sleeping, he just left.

Yes, Papa.

This is Kusum here... Ganga speaking.

You called after many days.

How's Mom? How are Daboo and Potla?

How are Daksha and Sonali?

I'm fine.

Rajiv? He has gone out.

Everybody's gone out.

I am alone here.

I'm all right. And happy too.

No... I am very happy.

Why are you asking me again and again?

Yes, Papa... My voice?

Perhaps, that's because of too much ice cream.

Papa...

aren't you coming to America?

Please come, Papa.

I can't hear you, Papa.

I can't hear you, Papa.

Dear...

No, my dear.

Don't cry.

You had an engagement ring on your finger.

Where is it?

Engagement ring? Where is it?

Where did I keep it?

I'll tell you.

It was lying near the pool since last evening.

It's... in my hand.

Wear it around your finger.

Take this... Come on.

I have brought you from India.

You are the only hope of Narmada and Suraj Dev.

You are our future.

You are going to become Rajiv's soul mate.

I know my son is a difficult person.

You must learn his American ways and habits...

and turn him into a cultured man.

Promise! Isn't that what we promised each other?

-Didn't we? -Hmm.

I have to go to Las Vegas with my friends for Ronald's wedding.

Then go! Take Ganga with you too

and show her Las Vegas.

Of course, my foot! First, apologize to her.

Say you're sorry.

See? How softhearted my son is!

Now go pack your bags...

cheer up...

and go to Las Vegas.

-Kishorilal. -Hmm.

What's Las Vegas like?

That's a place where you can have fun.

One can enjoy himself to the fullest there.

Weddings, honeymoon...

That place has all the means for entertainment.

-Are they meant only for kids? -No. Adults also go there.

But not with children!

When will we go there?

I mean you, me, Krishna, and Padma.

I am sending all of you too.

Really?

To a temple!

You mean Arjun left the city?

"Before a fire breaks out, there's always smoke...

It's the same both ways."

Arjun!

Heart, this heart of mine

Heart, this heart of mine

Heart, this heart of mine

My heart... it's crazy

My heart is crazy

My heart has driven me...

Crazy too

I quit her town with a broken heart

And yet it continues to beat for her

I have erased her memories I did what I shouldn't have

And yet, my heart misses her

My heart... it's crazy

-It's crazy, my heart -My heart is crazy

God saves the world

World saves man

Man saves the heart

Heart saves love

Heart, this heart of mine

Heart, this heart of mine

Yes... the heart

Why is my heart held guilty?

What do I hold against it?

Except for falling in love

What wrong has my heart done?

It's a lover, not a thief

I can't help the way I feel

It's a lover, not a thief

I can't help the way I feel

My heart... it's crazy

My heart is crazy

My heart

The heart is selfless

She is just in my thoughts

It urges me to break

The shackles

This is no weak link, I can't help it

I can't help the way I feel

This is no weak link, I can't help it

I can't help the way I feel

My heart... it's crazy

My heart is crazy

My heart has driven me...

Crazy too

My heart is crazy

This heart

Heart... my crazy heart

Heart... my crazy heart

The heart

The heart

The heart

The heart

The heart

The heart

-Heart... -My heart is crazy

The heart

What are you doing?

I'm playing with this romantic City of Lights.

-I'm teaching you how to make love. -I don't want to learn.

-Now go to your room, please. -Honey, you'll have to learn it.

Every wife has to learn that, else the husband gets offended.

Look, I am not your wife.

There are still a few days left before our wedding.

So what? We will get married right now.

There! We're married.

I beg you... please go to your room.

All my western friends are enjoying life

with their girlfriends behind closed doors.

Rajiv, try to understand.

They are westerners.

And we are Indians.

Our culture forbids boys and girls

from doing such things before marriage.

We're also going to get married in a few days.

Then wait for a few days, please.

Let's take our vows at least.

Let me become your wife...

Vows! Vows! It's all bullshit.

Go away. Don't touch me!

Indians are such hypocrites! Your hypocrisy is beyond comparison.

Mention sex, and you start whining and crying.

The two sexes are kept separate.

Women have their own society.

Men have their own.

Yet you have a world record in population!

You, your parents, and other family members

are all illiterate villagers.

Do you want to hear more?

Your India too, is no better than shit!

It stinks like cow dung!

You fiend! You abused my country!

Well, listen!

I am breaking off this relationship with you. Right now!

I discard this ring, a fraud symbol of our bond.

We consider you, your wealth and your intoxicating America...

nothing compared to our India.

Now go away from here.

You slapped me?

You!

You slapped me!

How dare you touch me!

Rajiv!

Rajiv, don't touch me!

Rajiv!

I will kill you.

Why did you leave your country

No!

Rajiv!

-How did Ganga run away? -I told you, I don't know.

She wasn't there in her room in the morning.

I don't know where she went.

Phone the commissioner of police,

and make an urgent appointment for me.

Come with me, Sandy.

You better find our girl.

Else my brother will raise hell here!

This truck driver says, he left some Indian girl

at the Waterfront Railway Station.

Arjun.

Ganga, what happened?

Don't cry.

Don't cry, please. Listen to me.

Come here.

What happened? Tell me, Ganga. Why did you do this?

You ran away all alone? Tell me, what's the matter?

Stop crying and tell me what happened.

-Who did this to you? -Rajiv.

Okay... Let's go.

Don't cry, let's go home.

-No! I don't want to! -Listen...

-No. -You have to go...

Didn't you hear me? I don't want to go home.

I neither want to marry, nor stay in America.

-I don't want to stay here. -Okay, don't stay here.

But let's go home at least once.

-We will meet Daddy at least. -No! Go ahead, if you wish.

I'll die, but I won't go back! I have taken a vow!

Shut up! Stop this madness, and come with me.

No, Arjun. You will send me to India.

-Now! This moment! -Okay, I'll take you back.

But this is a foreign land.

-Meet Dad, just once. -Don't take me back if you don't want to.

-I'll go alone. -Ganga...

I don't need you.

-Ganga, listen to me... -I can do without you.

-No! I'll go on my own. -Ganga.

Ganga, stop.

I told you this is a foreign land.

Let's get out of here.

No! You are lying!

It's true... Deepak saw them boarding a plane for Delhi.

-This cannot be! -Be bold enough to face the truth.

The truth is that Arjun and Ganga have eloped to India.

No... No!

No!

Book my call to Los Angeles, America. The number is...

You will not call them.

You will never call them.

We are dead to them and they are dead to us! That is it.

That's enough!

Ganga, wake up.

I am Daboo. Please wake up.

Ganga.

He cheated me. I'll not keep quiet.

We will leave for India tonight, Paul.

Why?

Ganga will have to return.

She belongs to me and she will always remain mine.

Mr. Dev!

You are a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Now I know what your game is!

-What's my game? -You lured her with your love

betrayed all of us and you also lied about Rajiv.

Papa, please stop for my sake.

What are you doing? Slashing the very person who...

Move aside! Why didn't you die there?

-No... -I saw you off in bridal finery.

I wish you had returned in a shroud!

At least you wouldn't have returned with this rascal!

What do you think you're doing?

You will not hit Ganga, Mr. Dev.

I will kill Ganga.

I will die before her...

and until my last breath I shall say...

that Ganga is as pure as the Ganges.

I will go.

This very moment. Never to return.

But you'll not hit Ganga.

Get out of here.

For God's sake, please go.

Or else, it'll be disastrous.

-No! No! Arjun is innocent. -Shut up!

I don't believe a word you say.

-You have let me down! -No, Papa, I haven't done anything wrong.

-You have broken my trust! -You are mistaken, Papa.

-You have tarnished our image. -No.

Die! Die!

Papa!

No, Papa.

Papa!

I'll really and truly die!

Stop him, Papa.

Papa.

Arjun.

50 rupees only. It fulfills all your wishes.

Take it as an offering.

Mister, what time will the bus to Mathura arrive?

It departed.

-When? -It's been an hour.

-When will the next one arrive? -In the evening.

-At what time? -6.30 p.m.

Where are you from?

-Nowhere. -Then?

Sonali, Daksha, all of you, try to understand me.

There's nothing between Arjun and me.

It's all a lie!

Then change this lie into truth, Ganga.

Hmm.

Yes, Ganga, all of us agree on this.

Only Arjun loves you truly. Not Rajiv.

Remember, you said...

"Sing the song which emanates the fragrance of this soil."

Ganga, Arjun is the right man for you.

You realized that later, but we all knew it from the beginning.

What are you advising her on secretly?

Get out of here.

-Granny, we just... -Go away.

Else Suraj will kill all of us.

My dear.

Eat something, my dear.

You must be starving.

No, Granny. I won't eat anything.

Honey,

Suraj Dev and Narmada

have shut you in because they don't see the reality.

But this old woman still realizes what the reality is.

I agree with what Daksha and Sonali told you.

Granny.

My dear, Arjun is a godsend.

And you shouldn't let go of such blessings.

Go stop him.

I practice, what I preach.

I have made arrangements to help you escape from here.

Look, there are your helpers

to help you escape from this jail.

Ramu, where are you? Come with me.

-"Vibhishana requested Ravana... -All right.

...with folded hands..."

-Mother, Rajiv is in India. -I see.

Where's Suraj?

He has gone to collect Kulwanti and Kishorilal.

What? Is Kishorilal coming here too?

What will we tell them?

Oh God

Oh God

Love is worship

And worship is love

This is madness... so is that

This is love...so is that

What's gotten into me? Everyone is amazed

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

It shouldn't have

It shouldn't have

It shouldn't have

It shouldn't have

It shouldn't have

It shouldn't have... but it happened

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

I shouldn't have

I shouldn't have

It shouldn't have...but it happened

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

People in the world do not understand

And the heart does not heed the world

What it understands, is love

It recognizes the feelings of a lover

It recognizes the feelings of a lover

Stop right there and go back home.

I will... But tell me just once

that you... don't love me.

No.

-I don't love you. -You do!

-This is not right. -Then say that it's not right.

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

No! I don't love you at all. Do you understand?

Now go back home.

Go!

This is the time to decide

I don't know how to take a decision

Heart... this is what my heart says

Be prepared to live and die

For, I have fallen in love

For, I have fallen in love

It shouldn't have... but it happened

I've fallen in love

I've fallen in love

I returned the bridal fineries To my father

I wear love now And I've covered my head with it

I've cast aside the ring of fake customs

I've broken every shackle I am now free of them

Fearless, I march on now

I head for my beloved's house With the world on my trail

I have but one prayer

May I unite with the lover I have been separated from

My love, my worship

May it be restored to me

I have colored my veil with blood

-I have colored my veil with blood -Arjun!

-May this Ganga now flow into the ocean -Arjun!

May this Ganga now flow into the ocean

May this Ganga now flow into the ocean

No!

No.

Why did you bring him here?

I shouldn't have

I shouldn't have

I shouldn't have

But it has happened

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

I shouldn't have

I shouldn't have

I shouldn't have

But I have

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

I have fallen in love

I shouldn't have

I shouldn't have

But it has happened

I have fallen in love

My sweetheart

My sweetheart

My sweetheart

My sweetheart

My sweetheart

Arjun!

I have a pistol in my pocket.

The bullet that comes out of it

will either target you, or me.

I trusted you.

I gave you everything.

Tell me the truth now.

What is the truth?

Tell me.

Tell me.

Truth?

You don't want to know the truth.

Because those who want to know it...

don't carry a pistol in their pocket,

and hatred in their hearts.

It takes a big heart.

One needs a big heart to face the truth.

And the truth is...

that when a man gains status along with wealth and power...

he distances himself from the truth and the reality.

He feels, whatever he thinks is the truth.

Whatever he did, was right.

And that's what happened with you too, sir.

You made it big...

but you couldn't still see the truth.

Because the truth is, that you lied to yourself.

You lied that an Indian girl like Ganga

can become your son's wife who's a foreigner.

And to turn this lie into truth, you made me lie too.

And I, suppressed under your obligations,

lied through my teeth.

I lied that Rajiv is very nice boy.

He's a very nice boy without any bad habits whatsoever.

He's a son of a great Indian.

He's a son of a wealthy man.

A son... yes!

A son, sir.

But he's not an Indian.

And the truth is... I always lied to Ganga.

What is your relationship with Ganga?

Trust,

respect... I have a feeling of reverence for her, and I love her.

If protecting her, adds up to love, then, yes!

Yes! Yes... I love her.

And I always will.

But I never tried to woo Ganga.

And I won't do that now.

Because... Ganga belongs to you.

Her father has rights over her...

and so does her mother.

I'll get going, sir.

And I'll never come back.

Arjun.

You heard the truth from Arjun.

Now hear me too.

Daddy, do you want to see what your son did to me...

in a drunken state, at the Las Vegas hotel

behind closed doors? Then see this.

See the scars and wounds that he left on me.

I ask you, in which part of the world

does a would-be husband

behaves like this with his fiancée?

Even then, if you ask me to throw myself in this fire...

then I'll do it, Papa.

Because you are my father.

You have the right to make decisions for me.

If you ask me to swallow this poison,

-I will do it! -Why should you?

For centuries now, women have been taking poison.

First we listen to our parents,

then our husbands and finally, our kids!

-You'll not take any poison! -Don't interfere, Mom.

Keep quiet! You have been standing like a statue.

You've made a joke of your daughter.

-Mom... -Kishorilal,

you sang, 'I do everything for India My duty is towards India'

You wanted Ganga to preserve our culture in America, didn't you?

Is this what you achieved?

Wonderful, Kishorilal.

I have a question, Kishorilal.

Why should a girl from one nation...

go to another nation, when the cultures have nothing in common?

Ganga will go abroad!

You're saying this despite knowing the truth! You're still saying it.

Yes, Suraj, I'm still saying it.

Remember, I said, one day, I will make Ganga my daughter-in-law...

and take her from this house to that house.

I'll do that with your permission. I request you.

She'll become my daughter-in-law.

But she will marry...

Arjun... and not Rajiv.

Yes... she'll marry Arjun!

Your mom is right.

Ganga should flow into the ocean.

What are you doing, Dad?

Get lost from here.

That's great!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun!

Arjun.

Papa!

Papa!

Find me a groom

Who is one in a million

Find me a groom

Who is one in a million

Just like Goddess Radha found Lord Krishna

And Goddess Sita found Lord Rama

The world

A bride

The world is a bride

And India is the bindi On a bride's forehead

Such is my India

I love my India

Such is my India

I love my India

I do everything for India

My duty is towards India

I do everything for India

My duty is towards India

India, my land India, my love

That's my India

Translated by: Salonee Kadam