Baar Baar Dekho Page #2

-Aunty, give me one minute.

-We read your paper.

On Vedic Mathematics.

You really like my thesis?

We want to offer you a fellowship

and a job of assistant professor.

The impact of Vedic Mathematics

on space travel.

Exactly, Jai. The answers

to the future lie in the past.

So, are you coming?

Diya, be careful.

Actually, sir, my wedding is in two days.

Why are you talking to me then?

Prepare for the wedding, we'll talk later.

Hey, so you admit defeat, rascal?

-Rascal, it's you?

-Rascal, it's me.

Raj.

-How are you?

-Good looking looking good.

-How was the flight?

-You don't feel much in first class.

I was in the lounge, not shopping

for cheap duty-free perfumes

like those NRIs of London.

-But you are an NRI from London.

-Jai!

-Jai!

-Hey, what's up?

How are you, mister?

How else might I be? You married

this jackass, I had to settle for Diya.

You never asked, so,

had to marry this jackass.

Oh, thank you.

What happened?

You're okay?

Actually, man, want these two days

to get over fast, my brain is fried.

Just the ceremony will end

after two days.

You'll have to bear the marriage

for life. Isn't it?

Now I remember why I didn't

marry her. Depressing woman.

Eight hours of flight, and the fuss over

excess baggage can make anyone depressed.

But there's no fuss

in first class over baggage.

But there is one in economy.

Okay, I'll go meet Diya.

Bad jet lag, man, doesn't even know

which class she flew in.

-You guys happy post-marriage?

-Yeah.

Just like the people in Tihar are happy.

Anyway, I wanted to tell you something.

I just got a call from Cambridge.

Shut up, and?

I wanna decide whether

or not should I shift my base.

-Jai!

-Tough one.

-Panditji is here. Come quickly.

-Be right there.

Diya.

Well said.

Sorry, Varshaji, there's a couple

in London whom I married.

-Very good.

-Where's the groom, call him.

He must be coming.

Will he reach theon time?

I hope the auspicious moment

doesn't pass before he arrives.

Here he is.

Panditji, can you please give both

of them a primer on marriage ceremony.

Just a second, before that could you...

tell me why can't we make

three circumambulations instead of seven?

I mean, till then bar won't be open.

He's kidding, Panditji, sorry.

Now both of you shall walk

seven times around the fire.

Every round signifies an oath.

Promise.

First oath...

is to respect each other for life.

Second oath

is to support each other.

And the third oath is

to espouse a right way of living.

Now, the fourth oath.

To live a peaceful and happy life based

on love and faithfulness.

Fifth is to seek good, not just

for yourself but for entire cosmos.

Sixth oath...

In the changing seasons of life...

And then, seventh round.

The seventh oath.

With mutual consensus,

an oath to live a life of devotion.

Seven circumambulations.

Seven oaths.

For seven lifetimes. For seven lifetimes.

If this all is true

then why do divorces happen?

People aren't happy

even after circumambulations.

Your promises and oaths

don't make marriages.

Your rituals are so old that

there's no logic in them.

If only logic could explain everything.

I understand only those things

that require logic.

Fine. If you want you can

apply your logic to the circumambulations.

But every step you take here on,

can you know what it will be?

This logic of yours is good

for classrooms and banks.

How to be happy while keeping others happy

isn't a job of a calculator.

Nothing's impossible for my mind.

I've no time, hurry up, please.

Right hand.

Come with me, I'll show you something.

Surprise!

Do you like it?

-What's this?

-A house.

Our house.

-Did your father buy it?

-He helped a little.

What happened? Didn't like it?

-When did you take this decision?

-Baby...

I've taken all the decisions

since we we're eight.

So, does that mean

you'll make a habit of it?

What?

This is exactly the problem.

I can't think for myself.

Everything happens

according to your wishes.

Okay.

-What do you want?

-Definitely, not this.

Okay, fine.

If you don't like this house,

we'll check some other out.

I'll just call papa

and ask him what to do.

We don't need papa for everything.

I've decided that

we'll shift to Cambridge.

I've have an offer and I have to go.

What? No.

I don't want to go, what will we do there?

Jai, our entire family's here

and we're so happy here.

I'm not. I don't want

this house and this life.

What problem do you have with our life?

This house, this marriage,

you want this all.

Me?

Baby, we both want these things.

-We've always wanted the same things.

-No.

I want to move up in life

and focus on my career.

-And not on me?

-I'm sorry, DK, but I have bigger dreams.

I've always supported your dreams.

Your dreams can also be

fulfilled here with me.

-It's not necessary to go to Cambridge.

-It is necessary.

I need to go. If you don't want to,

then don't come with me.

Why are you talking like this?

Because we're not eight-year-olds.

Today, we both want

different things, end of story.

So if we don't agree on something

means the end of story?

Do you know what you're talking about?

Baby, we can talk about it, okay?

-Later.

-Later when?

After the marriage?

When I'm trapped between you

and your dad? I wanna live my life.

You wanna leave me?

I just wanna escape all

of this right now, that's all.

I can't deal with this sh*t.

-And in future--

-Future?

But I'm your present.

Right here in front of you.

You can't even look at your present.

Instead, you wanna chase

a future nobody's seen.

But I can surely plan for it.

I'm sorry, Diya.

I don't think I can do this.

Jai,

if I leave here,

I'll never come back.

Jai.

Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?

Thailand?

-Excuse me?

-Good morning.

My name is Jai Verma,

can you tell me how I got here?

Okay, tell me something...

Tell when I checked in?

Okay, I can help you with that.

Mr. Jai Verma, checked in yesterday.

on 23rd of February.

-Ten days!

-I'm sorry.

But I was in Delhi last night.

Should I call for a doctor, sir?

Diya, thank God.

Where were you?

When did you got married?

This is something.

Asking on a honeymoon when did I marry.

How will you remember the anniversary?

Champagne.

Hello, ma, don't shout,

this isn't a trunk call.

Are you taking the photos?

You won't have time for these things

when you have kids.

Ma, listen to me,

something has happened to me.

I can't seem to remember.

I'm calculating but to no avail.

-I don't know--

-You're calculating?

Please, don't calculate on honeymoon.

Now, go with Diya and have fun, bye.

Hello? Ma?

Have fun?

What?

Diya, Diya!

-Yes?

-When did I resign from college?

You don't remember when you resigned?

That's exactly the problem,

I can't remember anything.

Ten days, what happened in last ten days?

Jai, why are you behaving like a lunatic?

I told you last night, don't drink

so much of champagne.

You can't handle it.

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