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You need to cut three duck

shaped holes in this blanket.

1.5 foot each.

The measurement is the same.

Keep it over here and cut it.

You want me to shred my blanket?

- Yes.

You've lost your mind.

Yeah...why cut his blanket.

It's the first sign of old age.

Seeking refuge in old stuff.

He's so occupied with

things like this blanket...

..that he doesn't let

anything new enter his mind.

Once the blanket's gone...

...imagine how life will be.

Every night a different night.

New dreams, sweeter dreams.

How would I dream if I don't sleep?

Baabu...

I'm teaching you to

dream with your eyes open.

You do all that.

You already made my life hell

and now you're after my sleep!

And I can skip one condition. Right?

I skip this one.

Why are you skipping such a small task?

It's very big for me.

I won't let you ruin my sleep.

My decision is final.

Can't close the valve,

but wants to teach me how to dream.

Old age.

'No sooner than Babulal refused to take

the blanket test, Dattatrey put forth a new test'.

'For the fourth condition'...

'Babu had to spend an entire day travelling

at various places in Mumbai city.'

'Dattatrey had decided the route.

He knew where this journey would take Baabu.'

Did you come here to doze off? idiot.

Where are we supposed to get down?

Uncle asked me not to tell you.

Suspense.

Jubilee Gardens, Santacruz.

"Feels like it's melted, but..."

"...Na-Na-Naa-Naa!"

"It's still here where it used to be..."

"...the ice-cream."

"...the ice-cream."

There's a concrete

airplane in the middle of the garden.

You'll find Baabu

standing there. For sure.

How do you know?

I am his father. Father knows everything.

Now tell me...

How is he looking at it?

Like a child who's just seen

an airplane for the first time.

No!

Like an old man who's

just seen his childhood once again.

When Babu was a kid,

we often came to this garden.

I use tell him the great

story of Wright Brothers.

Wright Brothers?

Wright Brothers.

The two brothers who first

flew an airplane in 1903.

That age old story must

be echoing in Babu's ear again.

Uncle.

Uncle.

We must leave.

- Why?

We must reach there before 12.

- Where?

St. Sebastian Church.

You wait here.

I'll just-

Hello, uncle.

You?

- Yes.

I knew he will want to be alone here.

Why?

I'll tell you why. Come.

He got very emotional.

- Hmm.

What?

I saw tears in his eyes.

- Yes...

He used to go there with Amol.

Amol? Who's Amol?

Baabu's son.

He has a son?

Yes, you can say that.

He's been in America for 30 years.

Did his MBA from

Queens university, Virginia...

...and settled there.

Baabu spent everything

he had for Amol's studies.

And Amol...

Forgot Babu the moment

he got what he wanted.

For 30 years Baabu's been begging...

Come for Diwali son.

And he hasn't even bothered

to send pictures of his children.

He'd call once in a six months.

Like charity.

That's it...

When Amol was a kid...

Baabu and Chandrika used to

take him to this church.

Amol used to love the sound

of the church bell so much...

...that he'd want to

go there every Sunday.

He would run around the

house all day singing "tong.. tong.."

Today for the first

time since Amol grew up...

...Baabu heard those

church bells again.

He had tears in his eyes.

Why did you send him to the church?

Baabu has been pleading

to Amol for so long...

...I wanted to send him

back to when Amol was...

...just a little kid who loved

the sound of church bells.

Just for a moment the church bells must

have reminded Baabu of that little Amol.

If your son grows up to

be a rascal, forget him.

Just remember his childhood.

Just the childhood.

Uncle, now we-

We don't need this anymore.

I know where to go next.

Really?

- Yes.

Then tell me where are we going next?

City Bakery.

Uncle...he knew the next

stop would be at city bakery.

Wow... Yo!

He is buying a cake.

Oh thank god.

I was getting really hungry.

And you didn't make any arrangements

for food in the itinerary.

Arrangements sill haven't

been made I'm afraid.

You won't get to eat that cake.

- Why?!

Baabu's going to pack that cake.

What do you mean,

uncle? Why would he...

What?

Where to next?

- You said you know.

You tell me.

Wow.

Dhiru.

- Yes.

Call him here.

- Who?

The one who's been following

us since morning.

You mean you already knew that...

- Of course I knew.

Where are you going?

Over there.

That's where my journey will end.

Hey carriage driver. Let's go.

Hello, uncle.

- Yes, I heard.

I'm coming.

Now tell me what's going

to happen in Hanging Garden?

Nothing is going to happen

in Hanging Garden.

Whatever happens will happen on the way.

- What?

Remember the cake he bought

from City Bakery. - Yes.

He's going to cut it now,

in the carriage.

Impossible.

What do you know, you buffoon.

This is how Baabu and Chandrika celebrated

their wedding anniversary. Every year.

Buy a cake from City Bakery...

...hire a carriage from Marine Drive,

and cut it on the way.

If those moments come alive...

he will cut the cake in the carriage.

Get it?

See this.

"I set out down the old road again."

"And with the old coins I bought..."

"The ice-cream..."

"The ice-cream..."

Dhiru.

- Yeah.

Why is it so dark here?

- Oh yes.

Uncle's shoes are right here.

Then why is it...

Baabu!

Uncle.

Where is he?

Uncle! His cellphone's right here.

But...why didn't he

turn on the lights then?

Uncle

Baabu.

I hope everything is okay.

One minute father.

And that's the 3rd condition.

He cut it. He cut it.

He cut out the ducks.

Hello, Mr. Ong Chong Tun Pen.

Look at me. Take that off.

My life is getting less

and less boring, buddy.

See the blanket's torn.

Now soon your name on

the record book will be struck off too.

Only 16 years to go.

Yo!

Yo!

Something's ringing.

It's never going to blossom.

That flower will never blossom.

Oh good, you brought the fertilizers.

You mean excrement...

...and it's not going to do much good.

Why?

You know what, uncle?

Your father deserves to

be hung upside down and whacked.

Watch your language...

...Won't you wish me on my birthday?

Happy birthday, But you need

a change of father.

This condition is completely unfair.

Grow a flower in 15 days.

Who does he think he is?

This is Nature.

We have no control over it.

Trust me, I am a farmer's son, I'd know.

I don't see a single bud growing...

...how are you going to

produce a flower in 4 days?

This is a Chinese Crompton, Dhiru.

It doesn't need buds.

The flower just shoots

up directly from the plant.

Only one plant grows like that.

And that's a bamboo.

It's the only plant

in the entire world...

...which shoots up straight

from the ground without notice.

And that's why, back in our village...

we never sit down on the ground.

You don't want to be in the line of fire.

Let me at least try, Dhiru.

I am even going to sing to it.

This flower listens to music?

I guess it uses the loo as well.

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