Always, Always : Kabhi Kabhie Page #4

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- What are you doing?

Was that an important caller?

Yes... a friend, she came along

with me from the hostel.

And you like her a lot?

- Yes.

Ever since we've met, it's

as though, we're in love...

It happens doesn't it Dad?

You meet someone for the first time...

and you get involved for a lifetime.

It happens, especially

to people your age.

What's his name?

- What?

You're caught.

Won't you tell us

your girlfriend's name?

Hey Doctor, come out man!

Doctor, didn't I say my son

will show his colors someday?

Colors...?

With your permission?

God bless you.

Let me take a look at you.

Shobha she looks just like you.

You used to be my friend's wife.

The relationship is changing.

Henceforth our relations

have changed.

I have a right to flirt with you

from now on. Right, doctor?

With Pooja's permission.

As if he needs permission.

He's the father of a grown-up son,

and look at him.

Still up to childish pranks.

- I'm young at heart!

Come into my arms, Shobha!

What are you doing? You're wet!

Fatty, I'll fix you!

Who is it on your mind? Dad kissed

you before he left, didn't he?

Shall I ask you something?

- Ask.

When you were in college,

there must've been...

an ambulance trailing behind you.

- Meaning...?

I mean, men must've been fainting

left and right.

Apple-polishing, is this?

Shut up.

You must've liked someone.

Else you wouldn't be humming.

Look, don't tell lies.

Tell me the truth.

Those were the days in college.

Those days are gone.

But we weren't like you.

You meet a girl in the morning,

and by evening, you're engaged.

In your times, people went platonic

for six months!

For a year afterwards, hello's,

how-are-you's and niceties.

By the time you get to start

a relationship...

she gets to know that her parents

have fixed her wedding elsewhere.

Which leaves the poor Romeo

to play uncle to Juliet's baby.

Pinky looks so happy.

She's very lucky.

The boy is so nice.

And it's a good family.

What are you thinking about?

She's going to get engaged.

And then, comes the wedding.

Don't worry. I've put together

a dowry for Pinky.

I'm her mother. I know my duty.

I'm not talking about that.

- Then what is it?

Look, Pinky's in-law's

live in the same city.

In a way that's good.

We can keep seeing here.

That's just why the secret

can longer be kept a secret.

What secret?

You know fully well. But you'd

rather have me speak about it.

I don't know any secret.

- We shouldn't be selfish.

I can understand, how painful

it's going to be for you.

But we should make

a clean breast of it.

Have you ever thought

where this is going to end?

Even I'm scared when

I think about it.

But how long can we keep it a secret?

Besides, the Khannas are our friends.

When they come to know,

we'll lose face.

Then why are you asking me?

Go and keep up your face.

You always get your way with things.

Do whatever you want.

I knew long ago that Pinky

could never be your daughter!

You're such a bore and

she's such a sweet girl.

We're the bridespeople, after all.

You have the upper hand. Go on.

I won't let you off lightly.

We don't measure people...

by labels and families.

It's the heart that counts.

Am I right Pooja?

He wants my opinion?

Don't you let go of your chance.

I need someone to second me.

Besides, you're my wife.

Will you ever speak against me?

- Sure. That's what wives are for.

I think you should

tell Pinky everything.

Are you out of your mind?

Pooja, you don't know Pinky.

I don't think it's a good idea

to tell her.

The earlier we learn to

trust our children, the better.

Tomorrow they shouldn't blame

us for cooking up things.

When a child falls,

he bruises himself.

If the child was pushed,

the wound could run deep.

Today, Pinky is a girl.

Tomorrow, she will become a woman.

She might never forgive us.

This is not true! Tell me Papa

that I'm your daughter!

Pinky my child, I...

- I'm my Mama's baby! Tell me!

Yes! You're our daughter, dear.

Our darling daughter.

Then why did you say that

I have another mother?

I don't have another Mom.

Even if it were true...

you should never have told me.

- I told him, but he insisted.

Shobha, we shouldn't be selfish.

If it's selfishness

to be a mother...

if it's selfishness to crave

for a daughter's love...

then I'd rather be

be a selfish woman.

Pinky my child...

how long could we have

kept this a secret?

After the wedding, when the documents

relating to your inheritance...

are handed over to you,

the truth would surely out.

Your natural mother is still alive.

We are your foster parents.

All of a sudden,

there comes up a name.

A name that never concerned me.

Someone I was never related to.

And today, she's my mother.

I have become her daughter.

But what difference does

it make?

A lot of difference!

You pick up a plant

you have cared for...

you pull it out by the roots,

you throw it away...

and you say that it makes no

difference to you!

It will kill the plant!

It will kill me!

I forgot it. I'm not Pinky's mother.

I've forgotten it for years!

And today...

What difference does it make?

She deserted you

after you were born.

And today, she means

so much for you?

And those who gave you all their

love... they mean nothing to you?

What do I do? Today I hesitate even

to ask for a cup of tea in that house.

To think that I used

to throw a tantrum...

every time I wasn't given

what I wanted.

When I didn't like the food,

I'd smash the plates.

But today, I haven't

the guts to say a word.

Great! This is how you

pay your parents back!

Is this how you repay

their love for you?

Just because somewhere there's

a woman who gave birth to you.

So that's why she's your Mother.

Why rake up the past?

What've you got to do with her?

Listen to me.

Forget the story.

This is not a story.

There is someone.

She bore me.

She is my mother.

You know what the word mother means?

This one word has changed my life.

She has snatched my family away!

What about our love, the wedding,

our life together?

I can't say anything now.

- Or you don't want to?

Please, Vicky.

Try to understand me.

I don't even know why my

mother deserted me.

What was her problem?

I don't even know who my Dad is.

I wish to know about myself.

Why don't you understand?

What do you want to do?

- I'll meet my mother.

Then?

- What do you mean?

I mean, what after that?

- This I can't tell now.

Because you don't know?

- Yes.

When do you wish to go?

- As soon as possible.

Very well. We'll both

go and see your mother.

You aren't coming with me.

- Why?

Because this is a personal matter.

Am I an outsider?

- I didn't say that.

Alone! In a strange place!

Among strange people...!

I can take care of myself.

- But I'm coming with you.

Where have you been all morning?

Have you had a drink before?

- Beer.

Only one peg.

Had a fight with Pinky?

What's the problem, son?

What difference would it have made

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