Khoobsurat Page #8

Why are we distancing

ourselves from them?

That's exactly what Mili

was trying to explain us.

How long will it take us

to understand such a small thing?

Oh my, God!

I want my life back.

I want my Nirmala back.

My, God. Shekhar.

Careful. Careful.

Mili.

You turned out to

be better than master..

...in 'sticking your Leg'.

More tea?

Did you have tea?

Yes!

It seems he didn't sleep all night.

Vikram, where did you

go without informing us?

Dad, mom, I have to..

Tell you something.

These days everyone's talking

in a dramatic way in our house.

But it's good.

I am not complaining.

Go ahead.

Yesterday. . .l . .

L...went to see Kiara

at her house, and..

So Vikram Singh Remove".

..you're here to break

off our engagement?

I am sorry.

Kiara, I feel guilty for

putting you in this situation.

But I feel if I don't do it now..

...I'll only be hurting

everyone later.

And everything else

doesn't matter as much as..

Vikram, it's okay.

But...this girl and you..

I can't understand.

I can't understand either.

But since she left..

..there's nothing else

I can understand.

Don't worn] about me.

I'll be okay.

I'll get over it.

And who knows...

..maybe fate has some

adventure in-store for me too.

Kiara and I aren't getting married.

I want to marry someone else.

If she agrees.

I know she's trouble.

She does everything wrong.

She doesn't fit in, but..

..even her wrong actions

seem right to me.

I need her. We need her.

Why are you telling that to us?

Vikram, if you marry her.

Then she'll always embarrass

us with her actions.

Or maybe we'll all learn to laugh.

There's a ticket

to Delhi in your room.

You'll get a car at the airport

And Vikram, please clean up

before you go, please.

Go for it, son.

Your dad is sticking

his foot in things again.

Now if you move, you might

be able to catch the plane.

Manju, stop it.

You're putting

Asharffs job in danger.

I've become too hotheaded.

I'm just cooling it down.

Otherwise my head will explode.

Then don't forget

to blow a whistle first.

Be quiet.

You didn't say a word out there.

You kept sitting quietly.

And you're having fun now.

Hi, is this

Dr. Mili Chakravany's house?

You must be Kabir.

Vikram Singh Remote.

May I. . .come in?

Sir...it's important

for me to meet Mili.

What is this?

You and who?

Split personalities.

He's trying to prove

as if he walked here.

Did we invite you?

Mili won't meet you.

- Manju.

You will have to tell us

what you need from Mili.

Sir, please if you trust me at all..

- Trust!

We don't trust you at all.

Always showing off.

Mi

i..

Mili isn't here.

Then where is she?

- We won't tell you.

After returning from Sambha

garh..

...Mili was very disturbed.

So...she needed some help.

Therapy-

Sir, I need to meet her right now.

Please, sir.

Dude, I'm telling you again.

Take my advice.

Mili has lost her mind.

Let's avoid it!

Which doctor is treating her?

You wait here, I'll get the tickets.

So this is her therapy?!

Oh no!

Mili.

Mili!

Vikram!

Mili, listen to me.

- I don't want to talk to you.

Mili, listen..

Kiara and l..

-Speak up,

Mili, l..

'.

I mean..

There's nothing common between us.

Mili!

I love you!

Oh..

He's dead!

When we're old and

my limbs don't work..

...I'll need a doctor like you.

Polish off my wine collection.

We'll have to win over

many more Suraj Maan Singh's.

And who will chatter

at the dining table?

Who will mom say "disgusting" to?

If you leave?

So please...

Mili...

...marn/ me!

That's my sister.

Viku.

Viku, l..

Not like this.

We will need to ask Manju.

I guess he's style's been

totally ruined.

Did you talk to her?

What now?

Now I've to talk to you.

Talk to me?

Why? Haven't you

talked to me enough?

Please prepare for Mi

i's wedding.

With me.

Whichever date Mili chooses.

And that...Kia...Kai..

What's her name?

- Kiara.

We aren't engaged anymore.

For the first time I spoke my mind.

That's my daughter Mi

i's style.

Not yours.

And why should we

say yes for the wedding?

He's crazy.

We...we..

Who we?

You and your army?

And secondly.

- Oh, stop it, Manju.

I love your daughter.

I'm politely asking for

her hand in marriage, so say yes.

Otherwise I'll elope with her.

And once I do that.

..you won't be able to get connect with

her on Skype, Facebook or Facetime.

When she gets sweet,

chubby and pregnant.

..but I still won't

let you meet her.

We'll have 3 or 4 cute kids as well.

But I won't let them

meet their grandma.

I won't upload their photos either.

So now?

Is it a yes...or

do I elope with her?

Did you hear what he's saying?

Are you saying yes,

or do I run away?

Say it.

This is not fair.

Everyone's making me

look like the villain.

I am not the villain here.

I am the bride's mother.

So, Manju, is it a yes or no?

Say yes.

Say yes, Manju.

Ok then...fine.

I say yes.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Where were we?

Bore.

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