Guest iin London Page #11
- Year:
- 2017
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World Trade Centre. In front of me.. I'll show you when you come here. 'Hard to say if we'll
ever get to go there.' 'But I want you to come back.' 'It's been really long
since we last saw you.' Let it be..close your eyes and see. I am right here. "Only You can make things right again." "Only You can make things right again." "Only You can make things right again." Kaka.. Our son. Guddi. Kaka' s gone. He won't come back. Yes" he's gone. Our son's gone. Our son's gone. Our son's gone.
- Guddi.. It's our son's name. What did my son do to deserve this? He never harmed anyone. We had only one son. And the entire day we
would keep taking his name. He looked just like you, son. Tall.. handsome" He's gone now. Uncle. We only came to collect his stuff,
not to trouble you. I kept telling Guddi
that we should leave. Kake must be feeling bothered.
But she's a dimwit. She kept saying we'll leave
only after help them settle down. We couldn't get our son married. But when we got you two married.. ...it felt like our
son was getting married. If we made a mistake,
please forgive us. No, uncle. In fact, we made a mistake. We're not used to living with someone. We couldn't understand
your love and care. We're like fake dog lovers. We love humans
like we love our pets. When we want we let them come close" ...and when we don't, we shoo them off. What about their feelings? What feelings? He's just a dog. We treated you the same way. Once our intentions were fulfilled,
we cast you out on the streets. We even got married for a reason. But you two explained
us the right reason. We're very sorry.
- No, dear. We should've understood. Children are like clay toys. Hold them hard and they break. We.. we held on too hard. Please, aunt.
- What are you two saying? Would you have apologized
if it was your own son? Would he have let you apologize? Guddi.. You just won my heart, son. Our son would've said let it be.. And would've given us a tight hug. Come on. "L don't understand anything." "I am the garbage
lying on the streets." "Lord..l'm seeking your refuge." "Lord..l'm seeking your refuge." We Indians are so weird. First, we treat guests like God. And then find ways to get rid of them. Kake.. Uncle.
- Daughter-i n-law. Aunty.
- Come on.. How do you make such sudden plans? First, take my blessings. It wasn't sudden, dear. As soon as we found out that" "daughter-in-law is expecting
we couldn't control ourselves. We booked our tickets three months
ago. We got the cheapest tickets. I won't leave until I give them
a proper massage and make them strong. But I'll take them to school. I'll take them to the park. They will play with me.
- But I'll feed them. Don't just stand there. We'll tell you the rest at home. Go, get our luggage. So..everything fine. Everything fine, uncle. Son. Listen"
- Yes, uncle.. We don't want to be a burden on you. We can stay in some hotel if you like. Guddi?
- Right. We don't want to trouble
you two, children. It's no trouble at all,
aunty, you're like family. But if you insist on staying
at a hotel, I can't stop you. H ow? I'll slap you. Are we strangers? You've every right to stop us. Trying stopping us.
And see whether to stay or not. Go on. Go on. Please stay, uncle.
- We're staying. "Your youth's so intoxicating." "Let's begin this story." "lam a local boy.." "..but I can make the
English queen dance." "Let's scream and shout." "Music's loud too." "My style's totally crazy.." "Baby." "O beloved.." "O beloved.." "O beloved.." "O beloved.." "Let's mix some love with alcohol.." "Let's mix some love with alcohol.." "..you're a closed
bottle of intoxication." "..you're a closed
bottle of intoxication." "You're a closed
bottle of intoxication." "You're my destiny. you're my fate." "With you, life feels complete." "Get me high on love." "Let our hearts unite." "My gorgeous beloved." "Douse the craving in my eyes." "Let's mix some love with alcohol.." "Mix semen" "O beloved.." "O beloved.." "O beloved.." "O beloved.." "Anyone you touch goes out of control,
what to do." "Your beauty's intoxicating
you've got me trapped." "Tell me, baby, what to do."
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