Befikre Page #2

Like a secret download.

The girl's like a heady drink.

Like a soaring kite

cutting another.

Like new spring,

like a clean slate.

Like cement filling

the cracks.

Like sparring sexy eyes.

Hitting the jackpot at last.

Her name is all over my lips.

She runs in my veins.

Like a crazy tale,

she's wild youth.

Like ice melting through

your fingers.

Like a river flowing,

mischief smiling.

Like a favour that's big trouble.

She reeled me in,

no time to cut loose.

The girl's like a heady drink.

Like a kite cutting another.

Like a kite flying over rooftops.

Crossing the crossroads

of my heart.

Smiling she wanders,

she roams.

She grabs my heart.

Your smile is bewitching.

I'm crazy about you.

Desire takes me over.

Your voice melts me.

Leaving?

Party's over, back to real life.

Without my number, how will you

call when you miss me?

Cute!

(LAUGHS)

You know I recently broke up.

Wanna be single for a bit.

Wasn't looking to hook up

last night...

...but your goofy lines, your

sexy dance moves got me.

I just let go.

So no phone calls, please.

Leave me your number.

Don't know a soul in Paris.

If I get molested or mugged,

I could call you for help.

One minute.

An Indian has a duty

to help another Indian.

Shyra! Where's your patriotism?

(DOOR SLAMS)

So, she didn't like what you had?

What to do? She also likes girls.

I'm going back to India.

What is this?

- Cornflakes.

- I hate cornflakes.

Hello, hi.

Can you tell me which cornflake

is this?

Follow me.

- Here.

- So many?

Madam! You don't understand.

My ex is crazy.

She takes out the cornflakes from

the box, puts in a jar...

...throws away the box. I don't know

the name of this cornflake.

I can't have breakfast without it.

My favourite!

Please tell me which one?

- Sorry, we don't have this one.

- Did you have to eat it?

My last cornflake! Now what?

- Anything else?

- Poison? Special present for you.

Run, baby, run!

Narrow escape, sonny.

Almost bowled out.

The witch has special powers.

She sprouts up out of the air.

Time to chill, sonny.

Hiding from me?

It's you!

What brings you here?

Sorry, I didn't see you.

How are you?

Mehra was asking after you,

call him sometime.

Cut it out, Dharam.

Politeness doesn't suit

Delhi boys.

And you don't have to run

when you see me.

I thought if we spoke, you'd get

a flashback of our past.

Look at me! Think I'm

the flashback type?

If we bump into each other again,

can I say hi?

Just hi!

Put them in a jar, they spoil

in the box.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Who's single tonight, besides me?

(CROWD CHEERING)

Bravo!

A beer from the singles for

the unlucky hooked-up guys.

(LAUGHING)

When you're single again...

...every girl looks appealing.

But the girls may not

find you appealing.

Only one rule to avoid being single.

Never give up!

(COUPLE GROANING)

Alcohol is not the only cure.

There are healthier options:

Gardens, parks.

There's an old saying: "You make

girls laugh and they're yours."

I say:
"Make kids happy,

their Mummys are yours."

Especially single mums.

Antoine Griezmann!

Come, careful.

Papa's here for the night.

- Papa!

- He's not your Papa.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- Hi. Dharam.

- Hi. Marie.

- Nice to meet you.

- Me, too.

I can see where he gets his smile.

Thank you very much.

My pleasure.

Long live Mummy love!

I love Indian food, Indian music,

everything about India.

I'm the most Indian thing

you'll find in Paris.

100% pure Indian. Exotic like

jungle boy Mowgli.

Like to see Incredible India?

Tonight!

Tonight. At your service, madame.

Chin-chin.

Here's the menu. Good evening.

(WINE SPILLS)

I'm so sorry. Should I show you

the men's room?

I'll be right back.

- Where?

- This way, please.

Why did you screw up my date?

Zip up your jealousy. We broke up

6 months ago.

Have you lost it, Dharam? Couldn't

you find another restaurant?

How did I know you switched

from guide to waitress?

- It's Sunday night.

- So?

I help my parents on Sundays.

Remember?

- Is this your Dad's restaurant?

- Thought I flipped seeing your date?

- Wasn't it the "Indian Summer?"

- Name change.

But why? It was doing ok.

- The chutney was bland, but...

- That's not...

...the point. Goddammit!

If my parents see you here

on a date, they'll freak out.

Our breakup still upsets them.

Indian parents are too sentimental.

Baby, what about table 18?

(HUMMING TO HIMSELF)

Bless me, uncle.

Bless me, auntie.

- He came to apologize?

- No, Mum. He's on a date.

On a date?

Scumbag! I could shove

a skewer up his...

Bad service, bad restaurant,

my bad.

I'm a bad boy, punish me.

Let's go.

- This is our specialty.

- Thank you.

You maybe my ex, but you've no right

to run Dad's restaurant down.

- It's delicious.

- Thank you.

So you mean...

...you have no problem with me

eating here?

I mean my ex serving

my new girlfriend?

No.

You really are French.

Always was.

- I'm Shyra.

- Delighted. I'm Marie.

- We lived together ages ago.

- I see.

Shyra and me are good friends.

Old friends.

Don't overdo it.

She knows you're my ex.

And, we were never friends.

We were lovers and they

can't be friends.

Spoken like a true Delhi boy!

Some free advice?

Don't lay it on too thick. I told her

you can't last long.

So typical of you!

Breaking up has fried her brains.

She's jealous, ignore her.

How's the kebab?

The witch must have spat on it.

Chin-chin!

(GLASS CLINKING)

Good morning, guys!

We start our tour in the

Tuileries Garden.

As you can see...

It lies between Place de la Concorde

and the Louvre.

Catherine of Medici built

the Tuileries Palace in 1564.

France's famous cultural hub.

It became a public garden after

the French revolution.

It's a very famous tourist spot.

Wow.

Slow down!

Love it!

- This is the Arc de Triomphe.

- Paris's India Gate.

This is one of the

most important lanes.

- Home to many celebs.

- Like Delhi's Vasant Vihar.

The Notre Dame, the world's

most famous cathedral.

Wow!

There's a beautiful story

about the Notre Dame.

A beautiful story.

The love story of Esmeralda

and Quasimodo.

Beautiful.

Happy honeymoon.

Thank you.

I'll be off, auntie. See you!

Lovely.

Bye!

Hello, hello.

Is our meeting a random event?

Or is God trying to unite lovers

who were made for each other?

You honestly didn't know

I worked here?

How the hell would I know!

We're not in India where

two people can get lost...

...and never meet again.

Actually, I begged barman

Franois to lead me to you.

You're forever blurting out the truth.

It makes you seem cute.

But I am cute.

Try your cuteness elsewhere.

I'm not in that headspace.

Not looking for any space

in your head.

Just one night, some drinks,

some dancing, some...

No! You'll fall in love with me.

It'll get complicated.

Are you crazy?

Beyond me why people fall into

the love trap. Total time waste.

Don't be a bore.

One night...

If you don't have a good time, I won't

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