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But I'm no stranger

to stupid mistakes...

Oh! There he is!

The whole family is here.

Let go of my hand.

He brought this trouble here?!

Sister, she's

not pregnant, is she?

I'll kill that Madrasan,

if she is!

How are you? How was

the flight? Have you eaten?

Mom! Ananya.

Oh. I'm so happy to see you!

Hello, Aunty!

Ananya's here for a week!

- Oh, where will you stay?

- Company's guesthouse!

Oh, do drop by some time.

- Come on, take your stuff!

- Mom!

Ananya's accommodation

is from Monday.

She'll stay at

home for the weekend.

Whose home?

Ours?

Come! Come, get your stuff!

Isn't Rajji's

son-in-law handsome!

And such good values!

Always touches

his elders' feet...

What's his name?

Duke.

- What?!

- Duke!

What do you mean, Duke?

He's from London!

So his pet name is Duke.

How much are they

spending on the wedding?

25 lakhs! 4 lakhs just on imported

liquor! Plus a car for the boy.

Don't tell anyone.

It's a surprise.

Anyway, a boy like

that is a dime to a dozen!

That's true.

When I asked if Duke

is worth so much...

how much will Krish

get at his wedding?!

You know what Rajji said...

At least a wedding of Rs. 40 lakhs

and gifts worth Rs. 10 lakhs!

Well, good!

At least we know

my market value now.

Aunty...

You could've sent the driver alone.

You didn't have to trouble yourself.

It's no problem, son.

It's not like you came alone,

either.

Didn't you tell your mom

that I was coming?

I wanted to surprise her!

There's a big difference

between surprise and shock!

True.

Anyway, she's out.

- Can we...

- No chance!

Why are you being

aggressive, dude?

Just listen to me!

Ananya, relax.

Morn just talks...

but she's good at heart.

VVell, Hitler was probably

'good at heart' too.

You want to take

the next flight back?

Okay. Sorry.

What do I do?!

Cook!

You Punjabis are always hungry.

No! I mean...

Just help mom with

dinner tonight!

No, better idea!

Tell her you'll make dinner tonight!

She'll be so impressed!

Are you mad?

I don't know how to cook!

What?!

What?

Do you know how to cook?

But I'm a guy...

And women belong

in the kitchen, right?

- Right.

- Krish!

Sorry. I can't do it.

Remember what you said?

You'll do your best.

Yes, I remember, but -

Aunty... can I help?

No.

Ananya's a really

good cook, Mom!

Really?

Here.

I was thinking we should

have chicken and parathas.

Maybe some dal...

and raita! Oh, I almost forgot...

- Make some rice, too.

- Mom... mom!

If you both cook together you'll

get done so much quicker!

What's the hurry, son?

Take your time.

Anyway, I'm tired

of eating my own cooking.

Okay, look.

The flour is under the stove.

The lentils and spice

powders are in that cabinet.

- Anything else?

- Um...

Dessert?

No... not today.

I'm going to my room...

Call me when the food is ready.

Okay.

- Can I help?

- No.

Did you get hurt?

I said I would try my best. So what

if I have to shed some blood for it?

- Young or old...

All women are

born melodramatic.

What is that?!

I don't know.

- Don't know? It's burnt!

- What's happening here?

Ls this any way to cook?!

- And what are you doing here?

- Nothing!

I can see that.

Wait till you're married,

she'll make you her puppet!

She doesn't even know

how to make chapatis!

I don't know anything, Aunty!

Except how to trap

innocent young boys.

Horn!

Ananya...

Anan...

Mom, she's trying!

Just give her a chance!

Why should I?

What is she to me?

I love her.

She's really got you bad.

First, you wasted

my mango juice on her...

now you're fighting with me!

What are you saying, Mom?!

She'll hear you!

Then let her hear!

I'm not afraid of anyone!

I want to go to the guesthouse.

Ananya, if you act like this,

we don't stand a chance.

She hates me, Krish.

Relax.

You know she doesn't hate you.

Just give it sometime.

Everything will be okay.

Mom...

When is Minty's wedding?

Next Friday to Sunday.

- You're coming, right?

- Yes.

Ananya will come too.

What am I supposed

to say to who she is?

My fiance.

Mom, please! Let me speak.

What's the point? If you've

made up your mind, go get married.

Go right now! I'm sure some

temple will still be open.

- Mom, just -

- Aunty, please?

We want you to happily agree.

We don't want to force you.

But you are forcing me!

I worked hard to raise him.

I have some expectations, too.

I want my in-laws

to respect me.

My family and I will find

a very nice girl for Krish.

Why do you think

they won't like her?!

- Because she's not Punjabi?

- Just let Ananya meet them once!

Look, Krish.

I've been taunted my whole

life because of your father.

I can't take any

more because of you.

Nothing like that will happen.

I promise.

Aunty, I'm sorry...

for just showing up like this.

It's not your fault.

Krish is the one who

never tells me anything.

Yes, Aunty.

His communication

skills are a little weak...

Not a little...

They're very weak.

Where's Uncle?

I don't know.

I'll know if he

bothers to return.

Good morning, Uncle.

I'm Ananya.

Krish's friend.

Hurry up or we'll

get stuck in traffic.

Where are you going?

I'll get the bag.

Tell your shameless son

to show some respect or I'll...

- What happened?

- What do you mean what happened?!

Who's this girl?!

- She's his friend.

- This is normal for this house.

- His friend?!

- Sorry...

- What is she doing

in our house?!

It's not your fault. Let's go.

- He's going to drop

her to guesthouse now.

I didn't know she was coming. I was

going to tell you in the morning...

Morning?!

When will your morning begin?

Please, Vikram...

It's too early to fight...

Why were we doing this?

Pretending to

be a normal family?

I missed Chennai...

Why had I brought Ananya here?

I was misleading the poor girl.

Why didn't she just leave me?

Dad...

I wanted to talk to you...

There's this girl...

Rashmi.

My professor's daughter...

ls this what you do in college?

Dad, please...

Hear me out.

Say.

They're getting her

married to someone else.

Oh, so they're against it, too.

Good.

They have a problem with me...

What problem?

Bunking... Discipline... Etc.

Does your mother

know about this?

Kavita.

Kavita!

Did you know about this?

- Yes, I was going to tell you...

- Tell me when?

- Dad-

- You be quiet.

- When were you going to tell me?

- Dad it's not Mom's fault,

please just talk to

the professor once...

Why should I talk

to the professor?

I'm not going to

support this nonsense.

I love her.

Forget about it.

Concentrate on your MBA.

Girls will come and go.

These are just distractions.

But you didn't have

any distractions, Dad.

Let it go, Krish.

What did you say?

Yet you were thrown

out of the army.

Why?

What are you doing, Vikram?

This is what he deserves.

He's shameless.

Won't learn any other way.

Good for nothing.

You know how he

is when he drinks.

Are you okay?

Kavita!

You're the one who's spoiled him!

- Just listen!

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