Dostana Page #10
Not even for you.
These guys, they truly
are your best friends.
These passing
I don't know why...
I don't know why.
I don't know why...
you're around, I'll be all right.
I'll be all right.
I'll be all right.
I don't know why.
I don't know why...
you're around, I'll be all right.
I'll be all right.
I'll be all right.
Mr. Abhimanyu Singh, will you
please marry our best friend?
- Say 'yes'!
- Yes.
So, tell me.
When you both were
pretending to be gay, at any point.
Did anything happen
between the two of you.
- What?
- Oh God! I'm just kidding guys!
I'm the divine voice!
And it's true that your son is gay.
No!
Your son...
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
Ignoring the young damsels...
What is this dilemma of the heart?
Ignoring the young damsels...
What is this dilemma of the heart?
Men express fondness for men...
The boy wearing the bride's gown...
A mom's dream has been shattered.
Mama's boy is a spoilt brat.
Your son...
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
Aunty, love isn't a mistake.
Love is blind. Isn't it?
It isn't so blind that...
...it can't Differentiate
between a guy and a girl.
Mom!
When he didn't find his Juliet,
he opted for Romeo.
He blackened his cute,
white face.
- What's happening?!
- Oh, friends!
- I feel giddy.
- Oh, friends!
- What do I do?
- Somebody tell me...
- What do I do?
I brought henna...
I brought jewelry...
A mom's dream has been shattered.
Mama's boy is a spoilt brat.
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
Now hurry up and seek my blessings.
Come on, Sam. Seek mom's blessings.
May you prosper and bear children!
May you prosper and
bear children! Forget it.
God knows whose
shade of long tresses.
- He rots in the heat.
- Oh, my God!
- He behaves strangely.
- Oh, my God!
- Somebody set him straight.
- Stop him!
- He's possessed!
- Stop him!
A pair of guys... The girls weep.
There wasn't any
need for them anymore.
Mama's boy is a spoilt brat.
Your son...
Mama's boy is a spoilt brat.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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