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Kushi Page #3
- Year:
- 2010
- 70 min
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consult me regarding dance.
- Shall we begin?
Will you stop if we say no?
Time for a fag. Catch you later.
This might be your handkerchief.
If it isn't yours, just say no.
Why swear?
One Alvarpettai.
Alvarpettai.
What is it?
- Look.
What?
That guy is staring here.
- I know.
You know...?
Ignore him.
Move.
I feel, I've seen you somewhere.
Don't take me wrong. I know,
that's the line boys throw at girls.
But that's not what I meant. Honestly
I feel,I've seen you somewhere.
I feel the same.
- We just met...
but I feel like we've known
Same here.
Where are you put up...?
- Jenny, shall we?
Are you in love?
- No, never got that feeling.
Hey, you are in love.
Yes.
- Who's she?
She's in our college.
- Classmate?
No, she's from Maths.
- Name?
Shanti.
What's the hitch?
- Her father, Amrish, is a big shot.
Shanti Finance and Shanti Chemicals.
The hitch is, I'm an orphan housed
in a humble place.
Semester holidays are on.
I can't stay without seeing her.
Phonecalls aren't allowed. She's not
even sent out. So I wrote a letter.
Damn! Babu's had it!
How are you, Jenny?
- I'm fine. How are you?
Fine, as usual.
What says Shanti?
Your daughter has taken after you.
I must leave. Bye.
So, where to?
- Where to?
What's in your hand?
Love letter?
- You guessed it right. How come?
It shows on your face.
No sense? No manners?
Don't you know...
how to behave in public?
What if someone notices?
You're decently dressed, own a car,
and how stupid you act!
Can't you think of something good
to be done?
What are you shooting your mouth for?
- My mouth, I'll shoot.
And my ears are taking it.
Your abuses might hurt my heart.
One who gives love-letters to a girl
he has met just a few days back...
must surely have a cheap heart!
Love-letter, it is. But I haven't
written it... and not for you either.
It's from my friend, for your friend.
Since it's the semester holidays...
and he can't call her up, and her
father is strict, he asked me...
to carry it. I was planning to tip
the watchman, or try something else.
Luckily, I saw you coming out.
I figured out you must be her friend.
I thought the task had become easier.
But you abused me like anything.
And what did you say? No sense,
no manners... and what else?
Same college, same locality... yet
we got to know each other so late.
That apart, we hardly know each other
yet we're here, chatting away. Why?
It's love.
- Love...?
Yes. The love between them.
And what did you think?
- No... nothing.
Have you been in love?
- No. You?
No.
- Why not?
Can't say. Why haven't you?
I don't know.
- Don't know how to love?
So you know?
- Oh Siva, please change the topic.
Attend class tomorrow.
- Sure.
What for?
- To drop me.
You can say thanks to strangers. But
we know each other. So why be formal?
What's to be done now?
- What about?
About the "thanks" I said.
- Take it back.
Students, we must win the forthcoming
inter-college cultural competition.
Let's begin the
dance rehearsals today.
Letter... will you pass it on?
- Sure.
Oh God!
- What's wrong?
It's unsealed.
- Oh! You had me scared.
He must surely have immense trust
in you, to leave a personal letter...
unsealed, in your hands.
- No big deal. Read it if you want.
No, no. It's a love-letter. Your
friend gave it to you, out of trust.
You've given me. My friend trusts me.
And, trust is not to be broken.
What trust? Dear Shanti,
I am bunking college for two days.
Can't take you out for a movie
this Friday. Please don't mind.
I'm going to Salem. I don't how
I'm going to pass these two days.
I'll miss you, your eyes,
your kiss.
My heart will keep singing
"I love you".
D'you have the right to open up
anything? Is this just a letter?
It's a love-letter!
Filled with personal emotions!
You broke your friend's trust.
Isn't that wrong? You're a cheat!
You're insane! Cheapster!
Jerk! You are...
Babu cut his thumb, and it was
bleeding.
Could he have written? No, isn't it?
He dictated, and I wrote for him.
Goodness!
- Enough? Or, want more explanations?
How impatient of you!
You get mad for no reasons.
Do something. Record "I'm sorry"
a thousand times in a cassette.
Because, it comes of use to you
very often.
What went wrong?
- Clutch crisis.
Crisis...?
Now what?
- Lock the car and walk.
No problem with you?
- No. I'll get it repaired tomorrow.
Say something, Jenny.
Say what?
- Anything.
Who do you love the most.
- My Father.
Agreed. Me too. He has given me
a life, and brought me up this far.
But that's different. Next?
- Next... my Mother.
Of course. Like our fathers, mothers
too have a hand in our upbringing.
Next?
- Next is... Mani Rathnam.
Mani Rathnam?
- Yes, Mani Rathnam. Film Director.
Even I like him...!
Then?
- A.R Rahman.
Music Director?
- Yes.
I like him too!
They are public favourites, Jenny.
Personally and specially,
who do you like the most?
Goodness!
- What's wrong, Jenny?
You want to know who I like, right?
You name them, I'll say yes or no.
But don't you torture me like this.
Go on, ask me.
Have you seen Siva?
- Is it your birthday today?
No.
- Any occasion?
Why?
- New dress, happy mood...
Where's Siva?
- He's in the corridor at the left.
I passed that way.
- But you missed the telephone booth.
The telephone booth?
- Yes.
True, I had two holidays last month.
But my friends held me back.
Geeta! I'll surely come over
next month. I have two holidays.
All right?
I love you, Geeta.
Shall I give you something
to keep you going for a month?
Are you waiting for me, Jenny?
You look so awkward today!
- Your perception has changed!
No, you're exquisite.
I said that for a change.
You like changes.
- I joked. And you took it seriously?
Jenny was looking for you.
Oh, you found him?
You were looking for me?
What for?
- I wanted to talk to you...
about something important.
But I forgot.
Yes?
Who was that?
- Who?
On the phone?
- Geeta.
Yes, who is she?
- My Mother.
Mother?
- Yes, Mother.
You called her by her name...?
- I address her by her name.
I talk to her everyday
through the conference facility.
Mother...
- Yes, Mother.
In two hours the programme begins.
No one should be tensed, like I am.
Make your college famous.
I hope everyone's prepared?
Lice! Don't touch that girl!
I hope you remember all the steps?
Look, this is the main step.
Master, you're always at that step.
- That's the only step I know.
I've flushed it out, Uncle.
- What was that?
That's him, Daddy.
Friend? Meaning?
"I met a beauty,
and asked her to smile"
"She smiled,
"I came upon a boy,
asked him to open his eyes"
"The look he gave
set fire to ice"
"No longer do I think of my parents.
You're all I have in my heart"
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