Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham... Page #3

Nothing has changed, Nandini.

What I meant was...

- Nothing has changed.

But...

- I said it... didn't I?

That's it!

Your beauty is going to steal

his sleep in the nights...

Shut up!

- You shut up!

Where is your Ashfaque?

I haven't even seen him yet.

Introduce him to me.

Let me see how he looks.

He is arriving from

Lucknow today and...

he will come to meet you

as soon as he comes.

Tell me what you thought of him.

Stop this coy bride act now...

By the way,

what does he do in Lucknow?

He is a poet.

- A poet?

Then I'll get

along very well with him.

Really? Why?

That's because I write

a bit of poetry myself.

A ha... Ustad Anjali Ali Khan.

Let me say a few lines...

- Go on... Go on.

What heartache have

I gone through for thee...

What heartache have

I gone through for thee...

On one end is Rukhsar and

the other is Aunteee...

Shut up, you brat.

Do you know that the morning papers

have carried a photograph...

- of my boss and his son?

- Really? Can I see?

Wash your hands first...

- Oh God!

Tomorrow is his fiftieth birthday.

There's going to be a big party.

There will be lot of people.

I made it very clear to Bhabhiji

that the desserts will...

come from Chandni Chowk. That too

specially made by dear Anjali.

Really? And what did she say?

- She agreed.

But now you make sure that

you don't mess things up.

Both Rukhsar and you come to

the party with the kulfi.

Yes we will. Oh God, but

tomorrow is Bauji's birthday too.

So what? Come a little late.

In any case their party is

not going to start early.

Oh Allah! Oh Allah!

Do I have it?

No!

- You don't know anything.

Please dress appropriately

for tomorrow.

Yes Ammi, I will wear my new

shimmering, embroidered outfit.

Of course... You must.

After all everyone in the party

will be dying to know...

what Rukhsar is going to wear...

- Really?

C'mon Rukhsar... the gang... Please.

- No... not today.

Rukhsar please.

- No... Ammi is not feeling well.

I'll return it.

Your groom is coming

to visit us today, isn't he?

Where have we come now? How tacky!

You brat. Mother has sent some

medicines for Daijaan.

I'll back.

Ammi... Stop it now and

go to sleep...

Come back.

- Coming, bauji.

Where has Bhaiiya gone?

The shop's closed for now.

It will open only at 10.

Ashfaque miya.

Let me say a couplet.

So what if the evil wishes harm...

nothing can happen

The only will that triumphs

is the will of the Lord.

Your turn...

Eh, Look up there.

Eh, Laddoo...

You can't enter Chandni Chowk.

Why?

- Just...

And if you want to enter,

you have to say this:

Chandu's uncle fed Chandu's aunty on

a moonlit night in Chandni Chowk

in a silver spoon,

some Chatni... Say it fast.

What exactly am I supposed to say?

Never mind... You don't say...

Can I say another one?

Love is not an easy path,

understand ye all...

It's a trial by fire

to be crossed bravely.

Chandu's... spoon's... uncle...

You have come to meet me...

haven't you?

Not really...

I came to meet Daijaan.

So you call her

'Daijaan' lovingly... eh?

Of course...

She has brought me up.

She has brought you up?

In that case even I must have been

your played in her lap.

Chandu's spoon... silver uncle...

Look up there!

Catch him.

When's the wedding?

- Who's?

Of course yours and hers.

How can I marry Daijaan?

You have a great sense of humour.

And you are cute too.

Bhaiyya... save me.

I'm going to tell Rukhsar that

I liked her Ashfaque miya.

Who is Ashfaque miya?

You are asking me

who Ashfaque miya is?

You have a great sense of humour...

You have a great sense of humour...

Do you know where

Sayeeda begum lives? No?

Do you know?

- What do I know?

You seem to know everything.

Do you know my Aunty?

Your would be mother-in-law...

Sayeeda begum... Do you know

where she works?

Big businesses of the big people.

Have you heard of the Raichands?

How could you have heard of them?

Their photo has appeared

in the newspaper today...

Really?

- Yes...

Have you seen it?

- No...

Then come with me...

I'll show you...

I don't read the newspapers.

- Here it is.

Yashvardhan Raichand...

a big snob!

And this is his son... God!

He looks exactly like you.

Show me.

Ah Ashfaque miya.

I'm a dead duck...

- Not at all...

You have a great sense of humour.

You have a great sense of humour.

Bhaiyya... I have some

goons running after me.

My younger brother.

Listen... You really do have

a great sense of humour.

Greetings... I'm Ashfaque.

- And I'm the Queen of Jhansi.

Before I raise

this toast to Papa...

I want to say something

to all of you.

I had a dream since childhood...

A dream to be like Papa.

To walk like him, speak like

him, sit like him...

To do everything the way he does.

Like the way he is

standing right now...

Can't do it.

I know I can't do it.

And maybe I will never be able to

do it because...

there's no one in this world

like my Papa.

I know that someone up there is

happy with me to have bestowed on...

me the right to say that

I am Yashvardhan Raichand's son.

Say it proudly.

We just want to say to you that

we love you very much.

I'll just have a look.

Grandmother, you come with me.

"Your gilded beauty shines through,

and so do your golden anklets"

"They tinkle in melody,

to wound the hearts of millions"

"Your kohled eyes speak

a mysterious language"

"the immortal language of love"

Say "shava shava"

friends say "shava shava"

"My gilded beauty shines through,

and so do my golden anklets"

"They tinkle in melody,

to wound the hearts of millions"

"My kohled eyes speak

a mysterious language..."

"the immortal language of love"

Say "shava shava"

friends say "shava shava"

"Ever since I laid my eyes

on you for the first time..."

"my heart beats faster every minute"

"What have you done to me?

Oh lord, what have you done to me?"

"Your sweet words

make me weak in my knees"

"I think I'm falling

in love with you"

"I will die without you"

"Oh God, I will die without you"

Say "shava shava" friends

Say "shava shava"

"May my last breath

be at your feet"

"May my love for you

surpass that of the lord"

"May the lord forgive me,

may the lord forgive me"

"You are my heart,

you are my soul"

"You are my heaven,

you are my earth"

"What will I ever do without you"

"Oh lord, what will

I ever do without you"

"Say " shava shava " friends

say "shava shava"

"Your gilded beauty shines through,

and so do your golden anklets"

"They tinkle in melody,

to wound the hearts of millions"

"Your kohled eyes speak

a mysterious language"

"...the immortal language of love"

"Say " shava shava " friends

say "shava shava"

That's enough now.

It's been too much.

God... Mad girl...

Come on now...

I'm a dead duck...

I'm a dead duck...

Rukhsar, This one is...

Excuse me Sir!

This is our Anjali.

She has come to apologise to you.

Apologise?

Oh... That's not necessary.

Wait! Wait!

How can you say that Sir? She has

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