Aisha Page #3
Is that why you're here...
Ankita, right?
- Ankita.
- No, it's Aarti.
Sometimes people return...
- because they miss their family and friends.
- Excuse me.
Okay.
- Shefali, it's done. - It's done?
- Yes. - Are you sure?
Yes. Thanks, thanks.
- Take care, Randhir.
- Thanks, Aisha.
Poor guy.
- Aisha, will we die single?
- Please, Pinks.
We three. I'm single as well.
You lost.
You lost.
You never told me that we were racing.
You cry so much when you lose?
Come on, Arjun. Come on, Arjun.
What?
- That New York returned... Anita.
- No, it's Aarti.
Yes, Whatever.
Something's burning.
What?
I can't believe this.
Aisha, are you mad?
- This time around, I think you've totally lost it.
- Chill, Pinky.
- You have to do it.
- What do you mean 'you have to do it'?
Your plan is really risky, Aisha.
This is so going to work, Pinky Bose.
Just watch.
- Bye.
- Hello.
Bye.
What's the name of the restaurant?
It must be around here.
It's a very nice restaurant.
- It was right here.
- How long ago?
Two years ago, Randhir.
- I'm going to kill her.
- Who?
She came here two weeks ago.
God. Oh, no. Oh, no.
Aisha, how can you ever listen to Pinky?
- You know her.
- Because she's my best friend.
Behave yourself, Randhir.
Best friend. Look.
- There's no network.
- Can you please take a look inside?
- Fine.
- Thank you.
But what's the name of the restaurant?
Randhir, you'll know that if you go inside.
Okay. Stay inside the car.
Aisha, close the doors.
- Don't worry, go.
- Okay.
No network.
Wonder why Randhir is taking so long.
Yes.
- Shefali, go inside and take a look.
- I should go too?
- Yes, go.
- Okay.
- Go, Shefali.
- I'm going. - Yes.
There's no restaurant here.
You will only find rooms in a guest house.
But... there was one last week.
Sir, I can guarantee you there hasn't...
...been one since the last four years.
- Ask why.
- Why?
Because for the last four years...
...I've been doing the same job in this same place.
Pinky Bose.
If I don't teach you a lesson...
...my name isn't Randhir Gambhir.
There's no reception here.
- Shefali, please call Aisha.
- Yes.
- Please. - Fine, fine.
- This is too much. - Excuse me.
- Excuse me.
- Yes.
- Are you Randhir Gambhir?
- Yes. Why?
Restaurant. Here. 504, there's a booking for you.
- I have a booking?
- You're Randhir Gambhir? - Yes.
Look, we've a booking in your name.
Why would I book a room?
- You would know that, Sir.
- How would I know?
- You don't know?
- I don't know.
- You don't know?
- What don't I know?
Fine, pay up Rs. 2,500.
- What for?
- Sir, I booked the room for you.
- Just a minute, just a minute.
- Learn to speak respectfully first.
- Do you know who I am?
- Who are you?
- The owner of Ever Supreme Sweets, okay.
- So, what should I do?
Do you want to open up a branch here?
Quietly pay my Rs. 2,500.
- Saurabh.
- Saurabh.
Randhir. Randhir.
- Aisha isn't outside.
- What?
- Where is she?
- I don't know, I looked everywhere for her.
What should we do now?
- I have some money.
- It's okay.
Madam is with me right now.
- I'll come again tomorrow.
- Sir, you're needlessly getting annoyed.
- The room was booked.
- You could've used it for an hour.
Oh no.
- Yes.
- I've a flat tyre.
- Where?
- What do you mean 'where'?
Here, in Defence Colony.
Near the park close to aunt's house.
I'm in CP. it'll take me at
least 45 minutes to reach there.
C.P.? What are you doing in C.P.?
What do you mean by what I am doing?
I don't know. Please come here right now. Quickly.
Okay, look, that area isn't safe.
Just lock the doors and stay in the car. I'm coming.
Listen, Arjun, I'm not going to wait here for 45 minutes.
- I'm walking to aunt's house.
- Aisha.
- Yes, Aisha.
- I have to go, do you mind?
- Okay.
Where did he hide?
He's almost left me behind.
- Walk faster, Shefali.
- Fine... fine.
Shefali, please.
Please. No one can walk that slowly.
I mean... what do you think I am?
I'm wearing high heels and mosquitoes are biting me.
- And it's so late in the night.
- Relax, don't yell.
- Aisha left me alone as well.
- Please.
- I mean... I want to go home.
- I mean... - I want to go home as well.
- I don't have any feelings, isn't it?
- No, no.
No emotions, isn't that it?
- Just like that.
- Okay, fine.
- Let's walk slowly.
- I don't want to go with you.
- No.
- I can understand.
- I can understand everything.
- Please don't scream.
This is a dangerous place.
I surrender.
You can take whatever you want.
My aunt?
Aisha?
Dhruv?
'Dhruv Singh, colonel uncle's only son.'
As a child, studious, spectacled, bookworm and very boring.
And now, hello, hottie.
Wow.
You were supposed to come next week, isn't it?
Ok, I can always leave.
- And come back next week?
- No, I didn't mean that.
- I just meant that you know...
- Should I leave?
- No. I mean...
- Kidding.
Aunt's asleep. Dad too.
Thankfully. We'll get a chance to talk.
Come in.
Actually, Dhruv, I need your help.
I can't believe that you...
You're the same Dhruv that would weep in grade school...
for coming in second.
- How do I convince you?
- I don't know.
So?
After all that hard work...
...will you at least buy me a cup of coffee?
Sure.
So, is this our first date?
Do you want this to be our first date?
Do you want me to want this to be our first date?
I don't know.
Do you want me to want that you...
...want this to be our first date?
- Absolutely.
- Okay.
Oh, you're alive.
Very funny.
Sorry.
- You know who I met last night?
- Who?
Dhruv. At aunt's house.
We went for coffee.
After he changed my flat tyre.
Unlike others who don't come on time.
Fine. Next time, call your Dhruv when you need help.
I came there leaving my party.
By the time I reached, you had already left.
Party?
Please. You're fast asleep at 'IO o'clock every night.
Hey.
Give me the remote.
- Give me the remote.
- No.
- Give me the remote.
- No.
- Give me the remote.
- No.
- Give me the remote.
- No.
Hi, Shefali.
- Hi.
- Hi.
We're going to the animal rights centre.
Animal rights centre?
What happened with you and Randhir last night?
Nothing.
We couldn't find the restaurant and you left as well.
- We kept walking all night.
- Really.
How romantic.
Middle of the night, beneath the stars.
It must have been fun.
It was fun, but my feet are hurting.
We're here. We're here.
We're here. Move.
- We're here. We're here.
- Doctor, a bike...
Saurabh.
Saurabh.
Shefali, you?
What are you doing here?
A bike ran over that poor thing.
So, I brought him here at the Animal Shelter.
- Not Animal Shelter, it's ARC.
- Yes, that.
You look like a true Delhiite (Delhi resident).
- And you? Have you started modelling?
- No.
Shefali.
- Saurabh, I'll have to go.
- Yes.
Take care.
Take care.
- Who was he?
- Him.
He's my uncle's friends son.
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