Jaane Tu... Ya Jaane Na Page #4

Rats, now you'll get slapped.

Stop sighing so much.

So did you sing your song?

- Song?

- Know it or not

Are you nuts? She would've thrown

a coin at me and walked off.

But you're happy, right?

Now to find you a sweet little boy.

Rats, if I wanted a sweet boy,

I'd have fallen for you.

Who'd knock out a guy's teeth

for messing with me.

Know someone like that?

Actually, I'm meeting someone

just like that tomorrow.

With Meghna?

- Where?

- PVR.

- What time?

- 8;00pm.

Hey, Jai! You're here?

Slimeballs! Why are we here?

Watching a film!

And we have two extra tickets.

Really? Show me!

Shall we?

See you in the interval.

Rats...are you sitting separately?

- Yup. Why?

- Nothing.

Jai, you should sit with your friends.

I'm here with you.

So Jai was happy.

And we were happy for him.

But no one noticed how hard

Aditi was trying to be happy.

You say this is life

It will never change

I say everything will change

Everything but you

I say...only you

No one for me but you

You say I belong to you

To no one else but you

All said and done, even in a Crowd,

It's just you and me

Stop the car!

What this? It's a hand cart!

Nope! Meghna, you go.

This is...an ancient cannon!

I was thinking rocket launcher!

- It's a handcart!

- You won't get it.

Want a slap?

I'm more imaginative than you!

Black lightning!

You know lightning?

That's black in colour...

A witch. That's her hat,

and there's her broom.

I was thinking just that.

A witch who is extending her claws

to catch kids!

Let's go, Meow!

Where are you going?

To drop her home.

How much more can you drop her?

We're at her doorstep.

I know.

Carry on.

Don't be an idiot. I'll drop you off.

You won't find a taxi at this hour.

What happened to you, Meow?

I wanted to drop her off,

chat with her a bit...

- What?

- Go.

Go. Take your time saying goodnight.

Found a girlfriend

so you'll forget old friends?

Come on...it's late.

Still up?

- Jai Singh Rathore.

- Huh?

Whistle on your lips,

skip in your step...

- What's up?

- Nothing.

Congratulations, my darling!

So finally you told Aditi how you feel.

OK, so who is it? Sandhya?

Sandhya who? Bombs?

Like you don't know she likes you.

Mum, Bombs is Rotlu's girlfriend!

Who's in love with Aditi.

Oh, come on, wait!

What's her name?

Tell me all.

Mother. Divine Mother. Welcome!

A sight for sore eyes!

I haven't met a more cruel,

heartless cop in my life!

No, you flatter me.

There are so many.

You think it's funny?

You feel no remorse?

- That boy's hand is broken.

- Good.

That's the same hand

with which he stole.

Let's say he did steal, find the evidence.

Bring it to court.

- Why raise your hand?

- Dear Lord.

Waghmare has all the time in the world.

Investigate the theft of a cheap radio?

Collect evidence?

Take him to court

in front of a magistrate?

Or two slaps, case closed!

You wish to slap me, too, right?

If I don't get you suspended,

I'll change my name.

Fine.

May I suggest "Cherry"?

One more time.

What?

Say it one more time.

Jai, let's go.

Come here, you rascal!

How dare you browbeat a cop?

Here, I'll say it again!

Cherry!

Gladioli!

Hibiscus!

What?

I forgot, sir!

What were you going to do?

You were going to raise your hand?

On a cop?

He was mistreating with you.

That's my problem.

And by fighting,

you would've proved him right.

Since there's no difference

between him and my son.

My son did nothing wrong!

If someone is rude to his mother,

should he keep mum?

- Don't start that again, please!

- What do you mean "again"?

I mean enough!

I can't argue about this every day.

If you wanted Jai to be like you,

you shouldn't have died.

- You want him to be a coward?

- Yes.

He's the son of Amar Singh Rathore!

That's what I fear!

A fear I've felt since the day

you went to fight the Bathwals

and never rode back.

So I died fighting!

Alone! And I slapped ten Bathwals

before I died.

The eleventh struck from behind.

Swine!

I wish you had returned

after being slapped ten times.

Nonsense.

You're a martyr's widow.

You should be proud!

I will now enter that painting

and strangle you!

Why am I listening?

Remember, Savitri.

Soon, Jai will fulfil the three conditions

of Ranjhore manhood.

One...

- Now?

- Yes!

He will mount a horse.

Two, he will thrash a man.

Three, he will go to prison once.

Mark my words, Savitri.

These were the rites of passage?

Jai could never have done them.

Who will he beat up? That inspector?

Will he really go to prison?

- An hour late.

- So hurry!

They'll arrive and

the story won't be complete.

- Exactly! So tell me quickly!

- I need coffee.

Have coffee later!

- Who's popcorn?

- Mine!

Shaleen, your samosas.

If we're done stuffing our faces,

may we continue, please?

Then Jai became elusive,

and when we did meet

Meghna was always there.

Remember the picnic

where Meghna joined us?

Impossible to forget.

Your "Chariot of Fires" ran out of fuel.

And I ran out of fuel

trying to hitch a ride.

Anyway, Jai and Meghna behaved

as if we didn't exist!

Hop on!

Sometimes noble

Sometimes a tart

How do you trust the wanton heart!

Sometimes Cold

Sometimes bold

How do you trust this wily soul?

The heart is naive

Not a liar

The heart is naive

Not a liar

It knows not its own desire

The secret look

The stolen gaze

Finds its mark

And yet it strays

The secret look

The stolen gaze

Finds its mark,

And yet it strays

The heart meant well

Its intentions were pure

But old habits die hard

And desire has no cure

Troubles me all day

Keeps me up at night

Troubles me all day,

Keeps me up at night

I wish I knew my heart!

The secret look

The stolen gaze

Finds its mark

And yet it strays

The eyes are filled with love,

But the heart feels incomplete

And keeps walking

this one way street

The lips speak all,

but the heart keeps it a secret

Holding your beloved near,

Who do you seek here?

Life is serious, love precarious,

Actually, quite hilarious

The seCret look,

The stolen gaze

Finds its mark

And yet it strays

Papa can't do without mum

for a second.

Yet they're always bickering.

So this Friday, then?

It's the first time

I've brought a guy home.

You miss Jai?

We meet often.

Meghna's always around, though.

I've never seen Jai like this.

So taken up by someone,

oblivious to all else.

Jai has always been like this.

Except that "someone" was you.

I'll be right there.

Where's Jai?

What a strange lad!

One drink is had only with enemies.

I'm down four, and you're still

twirling your first one.

Come on, one more. One more!

You promised you'd drink less

and eat early.

You still fall for his promises?

You've been promising me

for ten years

that one day you won't have

a headache.

I still have hope. How about that?

No, child, let him.

It's the only entertainment I've got.

No one watches TV in this house.

He switches it on every evening.

If you don't,

she'll think you have a problem.

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