Chaar Din Ki Chandni Page #5

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And anyway,

Brother Uday and brother Prithvi...

...are trying their luck as well.

I will...

Forget about them,

and think about her.

Are you sure? - 100 percent, brother.

Yes.

Brother, what are you doing?

She is your girlfriend.

That's why I know what she will do.

Now watch the fun.

Chandni.

"I will... say exactly... what

you like to hear. "

"I will... say exactly... what

you like to hear. "

"If you call day as night,

then so will I."

"I will... say exactly... what

you like to hear. "

Didn't I tell you?

Brother.

I am leaving.

Brother, you took a little

long in stopping her and kissing her.

She shoots guns... and slaps as well.

She's the girl of my type.

She will be Mrs. Ywant. Yes.

Thank you, Veer.

Thank you, brother.

God bless you.

I will have to think of another idea.

Hello, Priest.

Here you go. I have brought

weapons forthe veneration.

You got them? - Yes.

Master. - Yes.

Yourteeth are very beautiful.

I am seeing them for

the first time in 32 years.

Hi.

Come, let's go together.

We will like it as well.

Yes, and we will eat something

as well. - Of course.

Even dogs eat food.

Be a man, drink alcohol.

Chandni. You don't know my brothers.

No, Veer. - No.

- No, no, no.

She knows, she knows.

Brother Prithvi

is a wonderful driver.

From Philodhi to Kekdi...

...there is no driver

who can compete with him.

Oh yes! - There... - Amazing!

Listen. It's my turn.

What is wrong with him?

What did he drink?

Udaybhaan. Udaybhaan.

Where are you going?

Sit.

Brother.

I am Udaybhaan. - I am Yashwant.

Whatever. Get in the back.

Hold my drink.

Yashwant, give me your cap.

Chandni. When brother

Prithvi drives the car...

...then the car's just a blur.

Just a blur.

But they cannot win against us.

Chandni. You are awakening

the cheetah inside brother Prithvi.

Yes, don't do it. - Don't do it.

Even a small child can leave

this scrap behind on his Tobo-cycle.

Chandni, you are

insulting brother Prithvi.

Come on, let's race to Pinjrapul.

Come on.

Come on.

Jokers.

So, what is your intention?

Exactly what Rishi

and Sri had in mind.

"Come be mine. "

Careful, brother.

"Come be mine. "

"With colourful clouds. "

"With the kohl in your eyes. "

"I've written your

name on this heart. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

"With colourful clouds. "

"With the kohl in your eyes. "

"I've written your

name on this heart. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

"You fool. "

"Who, me?"

"You never bring any flower,

or a gift along. "

"You are such a fool.

How do I explain to you?"

"Do I teach you love?"

"You should never come to

see your sweetheart empty-handed. "

"Never come to see your

sweetheart empty-handed. "

"Don't you know?"

"I forgot again today. "

"I will surely

remember it next time. "

"I've written your

name on this heart. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

"Get lost. "

"Chanting Chandni. "

"You got away only with

writing my name on your heart. "

"You don't know. "

"Your image dwells in my heart. "

"Want to see it? Do you?"

"Your love has won. "

"I've written your

name on this heart. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

"Chandni. "

"My Chandni. "

What the...

Look who is here.

Veer. Bunty.

Bunty. Come out.

Where are you, my child?

Come out quickly.

There he is.

Come, son. Come on.

Come on, son, give me a hug.

When did you all arrive?

Why did you all come here?

How are you?

We are meeting today after London.

Greet him.

Greetings.

Rascals, what did you two think...

...that you two will

get engaged quietly.

Engagement?

- See, Pammi.

As soon as we got the good news...

...we turned the car

around and came here.

Good news. What good news.

There is no good news here.

Stop blabbering and show me the room.

Pammi needs to use the bathroom.

What the hell is going on?

Who are they to create

a ruckus in this royal family?

Hello. - Hello.

Introduce us as well.

- Veer, who are they?

Tell him who we are.

Father, he is Fatoor

Singh and she is Pammi.

Fatoor Singh and Pammi, so?

Do you want me to welcome

them with a garland?

Give our complete introduction,

who we are.

Father, they... they...

They... they...

Why don't you just

tell him something?

Son, say it quickly.

Father, they are Punjab's

number one decorator.

What?

Especially called forthe decoration.

Decorators.

Decorator?

Yes. Decorator.

I understood.

Yes. Punjab's no. 1 decorator.

And who is this young lady?

- His assistant number 1.

Yes.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, guys.

Excuse me.

What is this?

Veer, what is this?

I am there forthese things,

am I not?

Please, trust me.

- No, no, you are the planner.

And he's the decorator.

He has conducted all

the big marriages in Punjab.

Yes. My grandfather got Buta Singh,

Zail Singh...

...Manmohan Singh,

Milkha Singh married.

And we have two years of waiting.

Once the waiting got so long...

...that we got the mother

and father married...

...on the second birthday

of their child, isn't it?

Yes, Kishen Singh.

Good joke.

Okay, Veer.

Find a good hotel around

and make their arrangements.

Yes, yes.

- What are you saying, mister?

Visitors from Punjab

don't stay in hotels.

Open up a room here.

Tell them. - Yes, yes.

I apologise.

Sorry, I apologise. All right.

Chandni.

Look, we have called the

number one decoratorfrom Punjab.

Come on.

Now are you going

to make Pammi a maid?

She's doing the dishes in the corner.

Will that look good?

There was no other option.

But why did you need to come here?

Bunty, you said you're getting

engaged. So we came here happily.

Yes, but... Bunty. Who is Bunty?

Bunty is this girl.

Your name is Bunty?

Pet name.

Really?

Never mind. This is not the time.

But I was just joking

about the engagement.

And you've landed up here.

Look, parents take everything

the kids say seriously.

We never knew you would take such

serious offence in our coming here.

No, mother. It's not that.

It's okay.

I'll go tell CV Singh

that we're Chandni's parents.

We're here to get

her married. Simple.

This is not that simple.

Why? What happened?

You don't know my father.

He can do anything.

Once Divya gets married,

I'll tell him everything.

It's just a matter of three days.

But what's the problem?

Veer's father is a little crazy.

Crazy?

Sorry.

How can you call my father crazy?

Thank God that I'm not explaining

to them with expletives.

That is how they understand.

Hello. - Hello.

This is my mother.

Hello. - And these

are Chandni's parents.

I am really sorry you

all had to do all this.

It's okay.

Father... - Keep quiet.

Don't worry.

I had played many roles in college.

Doctor. Inspector. Conductor.

Decorator is not an issue.

We're even ready to become

beggars for Bunty's happiness.

Absolutely.

- Who is Bunty?

Forget it, mother.

Now all happy? - Yes.

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