Aisha Page #4

Saurabh Lamba.

What does he do?

He works in the BPO sector.

Oh, the people who call us in the afternoon.

...and ask us whether we

need a credit card or a loan.

Come here.

How middle class...

Come on.

- What is the animal rights centre?

- ARC.

I thought I should do something for the animals.

Please. At least, leave the animals alone.

No, nothing. I'm proud of you.

I love animals.

The poor things can't stand up for their rights.

So, I thought I should do something for them.

Maybe I should turn vegetarian.

Listen, Randhir is organising a river-rafting trip.

Are you coming?

I don't know. I'll see.

Randhir is such a nice boy, isn't it?

Poor Shefali will look so good with him.

Both the poor things will be so happy with each other.

- Everyone is unfortunate for you.

- What?

I mean did you ask poor Randhir...

...and poor Shefali whether they like each other or not'?

Of course, they do. I know it.

You know everything.

What does that mean?

You're just dumping your liability on Shefali.

Are you trying to say that I am manipulative?

I just want to help them.

You need help, not them.

Arjun, I know that you think I'm stupid...

...and that there's no meaning to my life.

But that does not mean that you constantly criticise me.

Stupid, fool!

Yesterday, he proposed to me.

Who? That mama's boy.

So soon.

When? How?

Last night, he called and was getting emotional.

Last year we went for a picnic to Manesar.

- He was saying...

- Just a minute.

Who are you talking about?

Saurabh. The son of

my uncle's friend.

He was saying I should

say yes or no, first.

And then he'll talk to aunt and uncle.

Saurabh!

Tell me what should I do?

It's your life.

Do whatever you want to.

If you don't value your life...

...then what can I do?

But what is the comparison between Randhir and Saurabh?

Shall we go home?

Aisha.

'Elle' magazine, beauty editor, Pinky Bose.

- And the weather report?

- Boring.

That chapter is closed.

- Shefali.

- Yes.

- You know, Randhir keeps talking about you.

- Really?

What was he saying?

He was saying, Shefali is such a nice girl.

She's so hot, she's so fashionable.

Really, he...

- Oh, no.

- Oh, my God.

Shefali, are you fine?

My foot.

- Please don't bleed everywhere

- It's nothing, she's gone crazy.

Drama queen.

Get some ice.

- Sant Ram. Sant Ram.

- Aisha, it's hurting.

How will I go to boating now?

Don't worry Shefali, everything will be alright.

The boat will come here to pick you up.

Randhir, stop it. I hate this song.

- Shut up.

- Shut up.

Yes, shut up.

You know, Randhir, Shefali twisted her ankle badly...

- but she still came.

- Really?

- Are you okay?

- Yes, I'm fine now.

It was a slight sprain.

- Yesterday...

- She fell five days ago.

Even if she had broken her leg it would've healed by now.

- Pinks, stop.

- It's true.

This heart's made me useless.

This heart's made me useless.

- Randhir, do you know the way?

- No.

No, I don't know anything.

I don't know the way.

I even don't know how to drive a car.

You only know to make sweetmeat balls.

Pinky, don't insult my family.

- I bet, you...

- I don't know how to make sweetmeat balls.

If we reach there, there won't be any camp.

Randhir, stop the car!

- What's going on here?

- Why are you in my car?

Randhir, we're lost.

For the past one hour, we've been going around in circles.

We're going to die here, and it's all your fault.

- You're a fool.

- Shut up, you ham.

You know, Pinky, you look like a bouquet.

Where do you get your clothes from?

Do you make your clothes from circus tents?

You're responsible for all the problems.

- I can't sit anymore.

- I need to pee.

- My back's killing me

- And you're driving me insane.

Will it make you any less of a man...

...if you ask someone for directions?

Enough, Pinky. That's all.

Guys, I've got the directions.

- I was begging you.

- Guys, I know the directions.

And Aisha, what are you doing?

Talking to strangers in such a place.

It's dangerous.

Just a minute.

Here.

For your protection. Pepper spray.

My brother got it for everyone.

It's really good. It's very good.

- Are we enacting a scene from a period drama here?

- Let's go.

Randhir, you could've given this in the car.

- Nonsense.

- Idiot.

I'm leaving, Pinky.

Sit in the car if you want to,

otherwise I'm leaving.

Oh, boys.

- Finally some fun in this jungle.

- Is it?

That's not a boy, that's Arjun.

Welcome, girls...

- And Randhir, hello.

- Hi.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Hi, everyone. - Hi... Ashima.

- It's Aarti.

- Sorry.

You know what? I'll see you in the tent.

- All right, bye.

- Bye.

So, what are you doing here?

- Lost your way to the mall?

- What?

- You're looking nice, Shefali.

- Thank you.

- Ready for the rapids?

- Rapids?

I'm a bit scared.

- Don't be scared. it's very easy.

- I'll show you. - Okay. Come.

Don't worry. I am with you.

- Randhir.

- Aisha, you left your bag.

Actually, Randhir... this is for you.

Hey, that's me.

This is Shefali, isn't she?

- Wow, Aisha. Thanks.

- You're welcome.

See you at the camp.

Game, set, match.

The evening's like a flowing river.

It's flowing like the waves.

It's narrating an untold story.

Somewhere... desires are awakening.

Somewhere... you and I are lost.

We both are intoxicated.

We both are intoxicated.

The ambience is serene.

The eyes are speaking.

The ambience is serene.

Isn't it?

What is this moment?

What is this ambience?

The evening is fading away.

Everything's so beautiful.

Everything's so alive.

Life is bubbling.

There's a glittering dream in every eye.

The winds hum a wonderful song.

We both are silent.

We both are intoxicated.

The ambience is serene.

The eyes are speaking.

The ambience is serene.

Isn't it?

Aisha, is Saurabh really not the right guy?

Shefali, it's your choice to say yes or no.

But you tell me, Aisha. Please.

Shefali, you're a sensible girl.

It's your decision.

Fine, I'll say no to Saurabh.

Go back to sleep.

Okay, I'll say no to Saurabh.

What difference does it make anyway.

- What is your problem?

- What?

Shefali is going to say no to Saurabh.

Who are you to interfere in her personal life?

She asked me for my opinion and I gave her, that's it.

Yes, but you're ruining her life.

The poor thing needed my help.

So, I just helped her.

God, Aisha, Poor thing, poor thing...

She isn't unfortunate.

She's not unfortunate, understand that.

I'm not your project.

Just leave me alone.

So, you think that spineless Randhir is right for her?

Nice.

You're an expert, aren't you?

A man who runs after a New York returned wannabe.

You're so straight. So straight that you can't even bend...

...down to tie your shoe laces.

So are you, Aisha.

And yes, better tell that New-York-returned that...

...it's bad manners to eavesdrop.

- Oh, my God. Shefali, Shefali.

- Randhir. Randhir, save her.

- Do something.

- Why are you hitting me?

- Randhir, go after her.

- Arjun's got her.

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