Aiyyaa Page #3
- Year:
- 2012
- 152 min
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You can't even knead
the dough properly...
...and you're so keen
about working on the computer.
And you.
Do you have to smoke while eating?
Yes, yes I do.
Mother. All those
who came to see me...
...I didn't like any of them.
Please stop putting
me on display every day.
Where do you get these nerds from?
Why? Are you expecting
someone rich and handsome?
Soon enough.
Destiny will bring the one to me.
These daily tea and
pohe' programs won't help.
That must be the rich and handsome.
Hello.
Hello, hello.
Remember that boy who
came to see you in the evening.
Must be his rejection call.
I am sure.
- Nana.
Yes, yes.
I've always heard
father saying Yes, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
I never understand what he's saying.
Remember the Kulkarnis who
visited us day before yesterday?
It must be them.
Last night I dreamt about Goddess.
And she gave me a
yellow coloured flower.
Mother. What's the yellow flower...
...got to do with Kulkarni's son?
And anyway, I found him a big bore.
First of all, he's too fair.
And I don't like boys who
wear a vest under their shirt.
They look just like dentists.
Do you stand there and observe...
...whether the boy's wearing
a vest inside or not?
Is a man judged by
the vest he's wearing?
No, it's judged by something else.
Nana. Shameless.
What happened?
It was Mr. Kulkarni.
Didn't I say it must be them?
What happened? When are they coming?
- No.
Their demands were too high, Savitri.
This alliance isn't possible.
It's beyond our budget.
Oh wow! Perfectly round bread.
Here, Nana. Have a ball.
Look from here. See...
There's a sweet story in the air.
Trying to...
The state of my heart,
like the petals of flowers.
The ambience fresh like dawn.
The glittering...
The drops of colours.
Turned my lifeless dreams...
into grand reality.
The lonely lanes of my heart.
Is now swarmed with feelings.
Yes, it is.
Let's walk this mile.
It's the abode of my dreams.
Even though I mustered some sleep.
It still revolves around you...
Weave them into one.
There's a sweet story in the air.
Trying to...
Trying to convey itself
through the breeze.
The sweet...
Story...
Conveys...
Through the breeze.
The sweet...
Story...
Conveys...
Through the breeze.
Surya.
Surya, get up and have some tea.
What this? Get lost!
SURYA.
Let me sleep.
This is my time to sleep.
Why did you bring tea at this hour?
Surya, did you eat last night?
I've brought biscuits for you.
Pakda Pandi, are you stupid?
Get me bun omelette.
Are the vegetables fresh?
Last time, you cheated me
while weighing it.
Oh my!
Hi!
Surya.
Good morning.
Hey!
What? What happened?
Mom. Mom, let's go.
What happened?
- Let's go.
Just take me away from here.
Yes, but...
- Let's go, mom.
But.
- Let's go, mom.
I'm feeling dizzy.
Let's go, mom.
You work too hard, Meenaxi.
Don't work too hard...
...and raise the standards of working.
It'll be really difficult
for girls like me.
I...
Remember,
Mynah, I told you about my dreams.
Yes. You did.
I... The principal
has asked for some details.
About Surya.
- Surya?
That drunk Madrasi.
What's there to see in his records?
He's a fishy guy.
He drinks all night, Meenaxi.
Have you seen his eyes?
Red.
They say he had a rich father.
He squandered his father's
wealth on drinking.
What are you saying, Mynah?
It says here he's
received a Fellowship...
...from the Central Government...
...because he's an
outstanding student.
Mynah, don't lie.
I am not crazy to say all this.
Meenaxi, I am not talking sh*t.
The Fellowships are rigged.
Fellowships won't make a difference.
Like I said...
...his father died repaying his debts.
Yet, this boy I tell you...
- Really?
That... that...
...student in our college...
You were talking to him yesterday.
Surya.
Yes, what about him?
What were you two talking about?
What do you know about him?
I don't know anything about anyone.
Go away. Don't talk to me.
People waste my time... and
I've to bear the brunt.
I've heard that if
these people don't drink...
...their career never takes off.
Everyone has to resort
to these kind of nonsense...
...for selling their painting.
God! Is that really true?
Pakkad Pandi. Get me a cup of tea.
Pakkad Pandi. There are
two chocolate bars on the table.
One's for speaking up.
And the others for keeping mum.
What do I say, sister?
You won't be able to hear it.
- I will hear everything.
Tell me.
Surya does drugs.
- What?
You know what drugs are?
How old are you?
What do you know about drugs?
He's always on drugs...
...to get into his
world of imagination.
Oh, God.
But I do that without them.
These artists have
a very controversial life.
I've heard such stories.
Which one do I tell you?
Surya.
- That's why Surya sees all that...
...you and I cannot see.
I didn't get you.
What can he see?
Surya sees things differently.
That's why he wins a gold medal.
No, no, no.
The drugs are just rumours.
I don't believe it.
I can't believe Surya does drugs.
Oh gosh!
Let's talk about you.
Jumbo's sitting on your table.
Jumbo?
The red water bag.
Mynah's? What about it?
Don't you know?
Mynah's the real culprit.
She fills it with
Vodka every morning.
I wonder how Surya's
been winning the gold medal...
...for the last two years.
He must have a high connection.
Only his paintings are sent
to Delhi for the Academic exhibition.
Connections, again.
That's the reason he's
still in the college.
Otherwise, there's no reason
to keep this animal here.
The way he looks...
...I don't like him at all.
Pakda Pandi, are you stupid?
Stop doing this every night...
...Eat on time, sleep on time.
If you continue like
this someday you will die.
Pakkad Pandi.
I need your help.
Just name it, sister.
I am always ready to
help damsels in distress.
My sweet child.
Listen.
Wow. Wow.
One, two...
...three, four...
...five.
One...
- Wow.
Wow.
One, two...
...three, four...
Wow.
Ask him what's libido in Tamil?
Mynah, stay quiet.
I like dark people not fair ones.
Teach me that.
I like dark people not fair ones.
No, no. 'Karappa' means cockroach...
...'Karp' means dark.
Madam, you forget so soon.
Ok, fine.
Okay, how do I say...
...Give me love, and I'll
give you rice-cakes and pancakes.
Give me love, and I'll
give you rice-cakes and pancakes.
Give me love, and I'll
give you rice-cakes and pancakes.
Super-duper correct.
Now, here's a suggestion.
Watch Tamil channels
the entire night.
'Midnight masala.'
You'll learn Tamil in a jiffy.
Oh my! I can certainly do that.
Here you go.
Thank you.
- Thank you.
Sweetheart!
Sweetheart!
Sweetheart!
As you stretched
your body passionately.
Made me realise once again.
I finally say this today.
Books.
Please sign here.
Thanks.
Feel free to come!
I love you.
Love you!
I do not want you to shave.
I do not want you to shave.
Wow. Wow. I do not want you to shave.
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