Dil To Pagal Hai Page #2

I may be coming to Bombay

for a few days.

- When?!

- There's no need to stand,...

Sit down.

It's not fixed as yet.

As soon as I get to know,

I' ll tell you.

OK, I' m off. Dolly is coming and

even though you haven't told me...

- I' ll give her your love.

- There's no need.

OK, I won't...

Hey! Here she comes!

OK, I' m going,...

Give mum and dad my love!

Hey Nisha, where've you put that

cassette you took from my car?

You know there was a really

important track on it of our play.

Anything that goes into your room

vanishes forever.

You have no manners. You must knock

before coming into a girl's room.

Is there a girl here?

I am! Stupid!

And seriously...

Look, don't talk to me

in this girly girly way. Please!

You have also entered my room

when I had nothing on. So?

- That's different.

- Why is it different?

Go on now,...

get my cassette.

First say sorry,

then you' ll get the cassette.

- Must I say sorry?!

- Yes.

- Say sorry to you?

- Yes.

I' ll fix you, Nisha!

Come on, give me back my cassette!

- Give it to me!

- I won't!

- Now say you' re sorry!

- Sorry for what?

Sorry that you've wasted

my time and made me run.

- I won't say I' m sorry.

- Say sorry!

And quickly say that you

won't annoy me ever again.

- I' ll never annoy you!

- Say:
Rahul is the best.

Never...

Okay! Rahul is the best.

Whatever happens I shan't

dance in your play!

So be it. There are plenty

of dancers like you!

There's no one

who dances like me!

Pooja... my marriage

has been arranged.

Marriage?!

Anjali, what's up with you?

You' re going to marry someone...

you haven't chosen?

Someone you hardly know?!

I do know him.

He's the son of Mr. Kapoor.

I've known him for years.

But you don't love him.

Well, Pooja,... Iove will

happen in due course.

What are you saying, Anjali?

We' re not children

any more, Pooja.

It's time we emerged from

our world of fantasies.

We are lndian girls.

The lovers of our dreams and

our husbands are not the same.

Someone else chooses

our husbands for us.

We learn to love them.

This is the truth and...

the sooner you realise it,

the better.

Don't make this mistake, Anjali.

Someone, somewhere is made for you

and you should wait for him.

Perhaps this one is him.

I' m sure that this is the one

who was made for me.

And who knows?

This might happen to you.

Tomorrow you might marry a man

whom you merely know...

and slowly you might realise that

he was the one you were waiting for.

Nothing like this

will happen to me.

I' ll choose my husband myself.

There can't be

a girl like this.

Meaning?

Rahul, this character

is a mistake...

and Maya exists

only in your dreams.

Modern girls aren't like this.

What do you know?

You' re not a girl.

Maya is not one of these

modern girls.

She's something else...

She is my Maya.

Your Maya, indeed!

What do you know about girls?

You know only one. And that's me!

What do you mean? I don't know

anything about love...

and yet I' m making this

love story. What of it?

Rahul, your Maya

is really crazy.

Don't you call

my Maya crazy!

You are the only one

who feels this.

- Nobody else is saying anything.

- Definitely!

Rahul, I think Nisha is right.

I don't understand this

Maya character either.

Her character seems false.

Looking at it from

a psychological point of view...

I' m sure that you' re

on your own trip.

- Do you also want to say something?

- I think we need a lunchbreak.

Look, I don't know if there is

such a girl or not...

and I don't want to know.

Whether she is a lie,

a fantasy or mad or whatever...

If you cannot understand this,

I am very sorry.

I can't do anything

about this, but...

under no circumstances am I going

to change the character of Maya.

I think Rahul's right.

You shut up.

You are Rahul's yes man.

- I was only saying that....

- Okay... what were you saying?

Do you know of such a girl?

Is your Soni like this?

No.

Do you understand the

character of Maya?

- No.

- Should we do this play?

That's exactly what

I have been saying!

But...

An innocent face...

Mischief in her eyes...

Oh my!

An innocent face;

mischief in her eyes....

She stands far away from me,

looking shy.

Oh my!

She lets me catch a glimpse of

her face, then she turns away.

If you look with my eyes, friend,

you can see her.

She's no ordinary girl,

she's a magical being.

What else can I say

to describe her.

Last night she appeared in my dreams,

her hair flowing wildly.

When I woke up, I wished

I could go back to my dream.

If this how I feel

without meeting her,...

what will happen when I do?

Her eyeliner is dark like the

first cloud of the rainy season

She moves like

a wave on the ocean.

From what special substance

did God make her body?

I wish that one-day, magically,

she becomes a reality.

Perhaps you haven't noticed

but everyone is staring at us.

So what? I don't care.

I' ll be back in a moment.

Have you come shopping?

Alone?

Very good! Never make the mistake

of going shopping with a girl.

- Do you like it?

- I like it very much.

I like it very, very much too.

Let's go.

Once you've tried it on.

You like it and I like it...

Let's go, please.

To hell with Rahul!

- What did you say?

- Nothing, nothing at all.

Off you go!

Who is it?

Why are you laughing?

What's up?

Where are your jeans?

Come on, I' m wearing my jeans.

It happens, y' know.

Who's there?

Crazy!

Everybody clap...

Open the cake box.

How did this happen?

What happened and

when did it happen?

How did this get swapped over?

I had ordered a chocolate cake.

You've brought someone

else's parcel.

I' m so stupid!

I should have checked.

It's all right, dear.

Other people celebrate their

birthdays by cutting a cake.

I' ll celebrate mine

by cutting sandwiches.

Let me see who got my cake.

- Who's this Pooja?

- I don't know.

- And who's this uncle?

- Must be Pooja's uncle.

The first time I send you

to do something...

and you go and get

the boxes mixed up.

What have I done? I brought the

parcel the shopkeeper gave me.

But you should have checked.

Excuse me, but it wasn't up to me

to check. Next time, do it yourself.

I am hungry.

This cake looks really good.

- No one's eating this cake.

- Why not?

Because it belongs to someone else.

They must be eating eating

our sandwiches, too...

There's an address written here.

It's nearby. Go and deliver it.

Have you gone mad?

Rahul, this is someone's

birthday cake.

It was ordered with love

for that person.

Someone's party will be ruined.

Go and give it back.

I' m not going.

Rahul be damned!

Jimmy, let's go and give it back

and say `Happy Birthday!'.

- What did you say?

- Nothing.

Good evening. Are you uncle?

No, I' m aunty.

Actually, by mistake

I got your cake, aunty.

The sandwich man!

That's right. Here's your cake...

Wishing you a happy birthday.

Thank you and sorry.

Why sorry?

Because I've eaten

your sandwiches.

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