Dostana Page #5
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...
Mama's boy has gotten spoilt.
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
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...
Mama's boy has gotten spoilt.
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 has gotten spoilt.
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
Your son rides the
bride's palanquin.
Alas! You're done for!
Hello, everyone.
I have an announcement to make.
I've been asked to be the
new editor-in-chief of Diva.
So let me introduce
you to your new boss...
...the new editor-in-chief of Verve.
Please put your hands together
and give a big warm welcome...
...to your new boss,
Mr. Abhimanyu Singh.
God, he's hot.
Hello, everyone. I'm not
very good with speeches so...
...let's just take the day off
and get to know each other and...
...also bid farewell
to the one and only M.
Child? What happened?
Did somebody say something?
No, aunty. Nothing.
Then are you practicing how to cry?
Honestly, nothing happened.
Okay, then I'll fulfill
this formality by myself.
Why are you crying,
dear? No, I'm not crying.
Something has happened
for sure, dear.
No, aunty. Nothing has happened.
Did somebody say
something to you? No.
Now, tell me.
I was told that
I'll be given a promotion...
...and then that position
You're so upset over
such a small thing?
I had worked so hard,
you know, aunty...
I had so many plans...
...they gave away
the job just like that.
So, things didn't
happen as per your wishes.
Do you know why? Because
there's something better...
...in your life than
this job and this position.
You won't be able to see
it now, but you will later.
Whatever God does is
for the best.
I'm a mother.
Cheer up, dear. I'll make
nice ginger tea for you.
Everything will be fine after that.
Even Sam and Kunal's relationship?
For the past three years,
your son hid the biggest truth...
...of his life from you because he
knew that you wouldn't be pleased.
You'll be happy, but Sam?
If he can lie for your happiness...
...then can't you accept
the truth for his happiness?
Whatever God does is for the best.
Right, aunty? Isn't it?
We'll have to redesign the magazine.
- Redesign. - We'll have to present
it in a completely new manner...
...and I want you to take
responsibility for that.
- Really? - Because I think that
only you can handle this project.
Okay, thanks.
- And one more thing...
- Yes?
We'll launch our new
design with our next issue.
That means you only have two weeks.
Two weeks?! That's not possible.
I know, but if there's
anyone who can do it, it's you.
- Okay. I get it.
- What?
You didn't give me this
You know that I can't
accomplish this task in two weeks.
In fact, nobody can do it.
And then you'll have a reason...
...to blame me, have me fired. Out!
- What? - I've never seen such an
insecure and cheap person in my life.
You know what?
Mr. Abhimanyu Singh...
...I will not let you win.
Come.
May you live long!
Mom! What are you doing?
Son, forgive me.
I couldn't understand your love.
Mom, I need to tell you something.
Son, what kind of a mother am I?
I prayed for my own
son's sorrows. Sorry.
Oh great!
I had bought these
bangles for my daughter-in-law.
Oh, come on! Are you
really serious, Mom?
Honestly, I don't know whether
you're my daughter-in-law...
...or my son-in-law. But whatever
you are, accept it as a gift from me.
And do observe a fast on 'Karva
Chauth' for my son's long life.
- Mom! - I'll send you the offerings.
I'm leaving him in your care.
I've brought him up with
a lot of love and care.
Take good care of him.
Now hurry up and seek my blessings.
Come on, Sam. Seek mom's blessings.
He called me mom.
You're sick!
- May you live long! May you bear
children. Forget it. - Okay.
Thank you for
bringing me close to my son.
Listen to me.
Find a nice guy and get married.
I'd have chosen you for Sam,
Sam and Kunal can never
be booked for me, aunty.
They will always be mine.
Okay. All right, all right.
- Come on, mom.
- God bless you, son.
- No, I was...
- Don't bother.
Mom, I've to talk to you.
That's the problem. I
agree that you're gay and...
...that you don't have
any interest in girls.
But can't you even see girls?
What?
Fool! Didn't you
notice that Neha was crying?
Check on her and see what's wrong.
I'll go by myself.
I'll call you up when I reach.
God bless you! God bless...
Hello! Flight's on time.
Yes, yes. Come, come.
Your boss said one thing right.
If someone can do this job...
...then it's only you.
Exactly! You just provide the ideas.
He'll click the photos.
- And what will you do?
- I'll approve everything.
At least you've smiled.
- But this wasn't my plan, you know.
- Plan?
Yes, my plan for life.
I mean, I'm 27, still single.
My boss hates me and
I live with two hot guys...
...who aren't interested
in me at all.
I mean, that was
definitely not my plan.
Then, what was your plan?
In my plan, I'd have been the
boss of the magazine by now...
...and maybe I'd even be
married to someone like you
That's okay, man. You
had plans. Everybody does.
I did as well. I planned to
be an actor when I grew up.
To have millions of fans who'd take
pictures of me all day and night.
Obviously that didn't happen.
And neither does one
expect them to happen
Childhood dreams
remain dreams. Right, Kunal?
Oh, come on! No way.
Are you serious?
- What? - You always
wanted to be a photographer?
My dream came true.
I can't help it.
You know what, Neha? Let's go, man.
Because there's no place for
losers like us in his perfect life.
- Lets go to that corner and cry.
- Come on!
- Come on!
- You know, guys. You're right.
I'm happy and my
life is truly perfect.
And that's only because
I have the two of you in my life.
Think about it.
Had you married somebody...
...and you had been
shooting at a beach in Miami...
...then how would we
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