Always, Always : Kabhi Kabhie Page #6

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Tough pitch.

For me too.

You should be in school.

The tides of time, sir.

Landed me here.

But this is a nice place.

Sweety, if I give him a job,

what's going to be my reward?

That's reward enough.

What's your name?

- Likh (Write)

I'm writing. Tell me.

- Likhu.

Yes...?

- Likhu

Look, you change your name.

Every day, there's a mistake.

Dad's name?

Boojho (Guess)

- How can I guess your Dad's name?

Wasn't my Dad, was he?

Now give me your Dad's name.

Boojho Singh

Look, change your Dad.

- What?

I mean change your Dad's name.

Every day there's a mistake.

Name?

- Rambhajan.

Not my name. Your name.

- Rambhajan.

Yes Sir!

Put him on the trolley up there.

You're a boy. Ran away from school?

Or was it a fight at home?

What did you say your name was?

I haven't yet told you.

- Please to.

Vikram Khanna alias Vicky.

Ice the alias.

Vikram Khanna will do.

Your address.

Address?

Up there on top of the hill.

Will you fly to work by helicopter?

Work starts at six sharp.

He lives on top of a hill,

and gets the boss to recommend him.

Look, I'll put you up

in the company guest house.

May I move in bag and baggage?

Yes. Go, get it.

His secretary speaking.

Secretary?

I didn't appoint her. I found her.

And she's very sweet.

Now about your strange idea

of building a 5 star hotel here...

when is your architect coming?

I'll try.

Your room.

35 bucks will be deducted

from your salary every month.

You still have to pay two bucks for

the water, and five for electricity.

Over there... the water tap.

You'll have to take the walk into the

forest for nature's calls. Understand?

Beginning to. What about hot water?

What water?

- Hot water.

Hot water...?

Up in the mornings, put out a bucket

of water under the sun.

Come sundown, it will have warmed up.

What do you think you came here for?

A holiday?

Water, hot!

Some romance!

I haven't had a bath in 27 years!

And he wants hot water!

These kids think life is a song.

What are you looking for, Vicky?

Irrelevant question.

Besides, you wouldn't like

to hear the answer.

Well, have you met your mother?

Yes. I met her.

So now you've had your wish?

- Never mind my wishes.

Just get on with the flirting.

- Not my fault if someone likes me.

As if you're the only handsome man

in the whole world.

If this Vikram Khanna, alias Vicky

were to look in your eyes...

and say the three lords

"I love you"...

your eyes will start streaming.

And here you are,

neck deep in this mess.

Has Mr Amit come to know,

who you are?

No.

Mummy must've told you not to say it.

Worse, I can't even address

my mother as Mummy!

Even after all these years...

I still can't call her Mummy!

You fancied hurting yourself, Pinky.

That's why you came here.

Now who's the better off for it?

They were a happy family.

And you've landed in there

like a bolt out of the blue!

You haven't seen the end of it!

He doesn't know yet.

But once he gets wind...!

You've no right to destroy

a decent man's life.

Let's go back, Pinky. Back to Delhi.

Let's get married.

I'm changing my clothes.

One minute...

What do I do now

I'm in a soup!

If she sees you here, she'll make sure

I'm headed straight back to Delhi.

And the mess you'll be in...

What are you doing, Vicky?

- Putting on my tie.

Are you going out?

No... I'm undressing...

taking my tie off... changing...

What's the matter?

You look panicky.

No.

But you look chic.

- You said this the morning.

Which is the funniest part.

Everything changes.

Eating habits, fashions, governments,

they all change. Everything changes.

Everything except the cliche.

I love you.

There's a feel-good thing about it.

You too?!

I'm dead.

All set?

I was all set to have

a fit of epilepsy.

What do you mean?

I mean Sweety, there's

something lovely, you know.

Show me!

No! Not in there!

Not meant for ladies...

Not for ladies?

- Not at all.

God created this exclusively for men.

- Then, it must be something dirty.

No, it's lovely!

- Let me see it then.

No, you'll get a shock!

- Something electric?

A million volts!

Look what it has done to me!

Now let's get out of here.

- No. Let's sit here.

Lovely weather out there!

The beauties of nature!

Please! Listen to me!

Listen to me! You're a darling!

Let's climb a tree and eat mangoes.

Come on.

Look at the weather!

How romantic!

It's snowing heavily.

- Thrilling!

Chilling!

- Why?

Your Dad is bearing straight

down on us! - Why are you scared?

Look, your mother must be

looking for you. Go home.

Let's sit here and talk.

- Please! Listen to me!

Do you want me to get fired?

Do you want me back in Delhi?

Will you come to dinner?

Do you eat with your

left hand?

No. I just thought

I'd try it out today.

What happened?

I was just thinking about sandwiches!

Pity the tomato sandwiched between

a slice on top and a slice under!

If you wish to eat a sandwich

then I'll make one for you.

Are you feeling all right?

- No, I have a cold.

You shouldn't sneeze

at the table.

You must've been out in the snow.

No wonder, you've caught a cold.

Look at Pinky. She didn't

go out of her room.

Did you go out?

- No, Mom... No, Aunt.

I thought she was about

to call you Mummy.

Don't you think, Vicky?

There isn't much difference

beween an aunt and a mother.

Right, sir?

It's a question of

accepting the relationship.

Some aunts could be

better mothers, you know.

But I think, an aunt is an aunt.

And a mother is a mother.

Right Mummy?

Pinky, drink your milk.

You didn't eat dinner properly.

The milk is laced with brandy.

You'll have a sound sleep.

I want to ask you something.

I think you aren't happy here.

You're worrying yourself sick.

Just tell me, who is my father?

Don't ask this question now.

Don't even think about it.

Are you thinking

what I am thinking?

I was thinking about Sweety.

- I see.

What are you thinking about?

About Pinky.

What were you thinking

about Pinky?

You may be seeing her after

all these years.

But you needn't be so affectionate.

Sweety might feel neglected.

Am I giving her too much attention?

- You're showering your love on her.

You know, I can't bear to see

Sweety becoming unhappy.

To live, a man needs

an object of affection.

Sweety is not only the object.

She's my life.

Amit, tell me something.

I hope you haven't stopped

writing because of me.

Because of us... Sweety... I,

because of the family...?

I feel sad, whenever I think of it.

I feel guilty.

Not for once must you think that

you are responsible for my failure.

A part of my heart

is dead, empty.

Can I not fill that emptiness?

I used to think that the pain

would heal the wound.

What if you didn't think

of the painful part?

Good or bad, that past, that wound...

why don't you take it in your stride?

Anjali, I have tried.

But then I think not everyone

gets everything out of life.

Forget it. Let's go to sleep.

What happened? You haven't slept?

- I'm not getting sleep.

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