Always, Always : Kabhi Kabhie Page #5

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had God not created woman?

You wouldn't have been born.

God has created woman so that

you can grow up and abuse her.

You're becoming indecent

day by day.

I'm not talking about you.

I'm talking about Pinky.

She picked a fight with me,

and she walked out on me.

Where has she gone?

- To find her newfound mother.

And you let her go?

To a strange place...

to meet strangers...?

What if in a weak moment,

she does something wrong?

What else could I do?

I told her, I'm ready

to go with her.

But she screamed at me!

And she said no one goes with her.

She says a no, and you drop the idea?

And you're madly in love with her?

Don't call my love mad, Dad!

Be a man!

If you love her, then follow

her to the end of the world.

Bring her back.

Prove that you're my son.

Vicky, where are you going?!

Ask him where he's going.

Don't you want your son

to know his responsibilities?

Let him make his own decisions.

Let him stand on his own feet.

Yes?

My name is Pinky.

I'm coming from Delhi.

From Dr Kapoor's...

Who is it, Anju?

Who is this?

My niece.

Your uncle.

How did you come alone?

Weren't you afraid of taking

such a long journey all alone?

No news. And no letter.

You could've sent us a telegram.

She might've decided

on the spur of the moment.

I'm seeing you after years.

I couldn't recognise you.

You wouldn't even remember me.

You were very small then.

20 years...

Come, I'll show you

to your room.

This is your room. Take a bath.

The bathroom is there.

Take a hot water bath.

You'll feel fresh.

I'll lay the table

in the meantime.

What's her name?

Pinky

Why has she come here?

Why does one come to visit

a relative?

And what did you say

your cousin's name is?

Mrs Shobha Kapoor

Strange, isn't it? A strange face,

a strange name you never heard of...

comes knocking, and tells you,

let's play relatives.

Even I was surprised to see her.

- So I thought.

She's your cousin

from Delhi.

Papa, isn't she sweet?

Come, sit here.

Let Pinky sit beside me.

Come Pinky.

Start, Pinky.

Come on, let me serve you.

Pass the bowl, Sweety.

How was your day?

Invite me sometime for the game.

Don't you play any games?

- Sometimes.

How about a match between

Pinky and Sweety?

I'm not losing a match.

Won't you back me up, Papa?

And I'll back Pinky.

Not one to hundred.

One to a thousand!

Come to me, my child.

- What's it Papa?

I'll show you a cartoon.

Looks just like you.

I don't want to see it.

- Why are you angry with me?

Show me all your teeth. Let's see

how you look when you smile.

Papa, will you recite that poem?

- Which one?

The one you had written about me

when I was very small.

Let your Mummy recite that poem.

Anjali...

Recite that poem...

- All right.

Come and sit beside me.

"A little fairy came to my house"

"She came riding on a chariot

lit with the moonlight"

"Her words were as sweet

as honey"

"On her breath, the smell of perfumes"

"Her lips were like wet roses"

"Her cheeks were the color of

ripe pomegranates"

"That was the little fairy

who came to my house"

"When she came,

the spring came with her"

"And flowers blossomed

in my house"

"I have seen her a thousand times"

"But I can't take my eyes off her"

"She's the little fairy

who came to my house"

"Then I asked her

Who are you?"

"She smiled and said

I'm your love"

"I've lived in your heart forever"

"This is the first time

I've come to your home"

"She's the little fairy

who came to my house"

"She came riding on a chariot

lit with the moonlight"

What a beautiful poem!

You write so well.

Why don't you write a poem

about Pinky?

Why about Pinky?

He's my Papa.

He'll write about me.

He won't write about anyone else!

Not even about you!

You shouldn't talk like

that before a guest.

Who is she?

I cannot tell you yet

who you are.

How long will she stay in our house?

How long can I hide this?

It's just a matter of a few days.

She isn't going to stay here forever.

The way Mummy was looking at her!

As if she's loathe to leave her!

Why did you leave me?

As of now, you will not understand.

Neither can I explain this.

Our well-wishers purport to act

in the best of our interests.

I've suffered for it.

I haven't seen my daughter

in 20 years...

the daughter I bore.

In life, these petty event

come and go.

One who understands and

adjusts accordingly, is wise.

May I call you my mother?

No.

Not yet.

Vicky you? Here?

Your tears tell me that you've been

crying your heart out for me.

Aren't my eyes telling you something?

At least you can do me the courtesy...

of asking if I've had

a pleasant journey.

Vicky, I'm very disturbed.

So you've met your mother,

haven't you?

You shouldn't have come here.

Now that you're here,

make sure you don't meet me.

Even if we meet, make sure

you don't recognise me.

I have a past and you know that.

But there's no place in it for you.

Don't you rub it in!

I didn't come here to

enjoy myself.

Watch this!

You seem to be new here.

- Is this an exclusive zone?

The name is Sweety.

- Where do you live?

That's our house over there.

It's called "The Past".

The Past...?

Say, heads or tails.

Heads I win, tails you lose.

Meaning?

I don't believe in losing.

That's dangerous.

Interesting too.

- I reckon.

So it's heads you win, tails I lose.

But what if I win?

Really?

God helps those who are in love.

You know that, don't you?

I could say I agree.

Even if He won't help

lovers don't bother about it.

Which means, come what may,

those who are in love win.

You're interesting.

- Not charming?

But how did love crop up?

- I leave that to your senses.

How long will you be here?

Meaning...?

If I find a job here,

I'll stick around.

Else, it's back home.

I can help you get a job.

But on one condition.

- What?

Ride my Tawny.

This pony?

- Tawny. That's his name. My Tawny.

I've won every cup there is to be won

in equestrians. May be you don't know.

We'll see.

Does he follow Sanskrit?

- Try talking to him.

I'm your friend, man.

He surely understands French?

Good day!

We're friends.

Saw my Tawny?

You son of a gun!

Move it!

Well miss, do I have my job?

- Done.

Look, there's a button missing

on my shirt.

Coming just now.

Let me put it on.

All right. I'll serve the breakfast.

Can I come with you?

- Where?

To your office.

What will you do there?

You'll get bored.

I'll get bored at home too.

I'll help you in the office.

I'll be your secretary.

You won't get a better secretary.

Okay. Let's go.

I'll be back.

Papa, this is Vicky.

He's a great rider!

He broke Tawny in.

Your sister?

No. Cousin. From Delhi.

Funny, I live in Delhi too.

But I've never seen you.

Delhi is a big city.

That's why I came to a small place

where everyone knows everyone else.

Vicky needs a job. Give him one.

What sort of job?

I'll do anything.

In my opinion no work

is big or small.

Man should understand

the dignity of labour.

What's your opinion?

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