Lamhe Page #5

Tell me about what you couldn't

tell me over the phone.

The phone? What an unromantic thing.

lmagine a romantic scene between Dilip

Kumar and Madhubala over the phone.

Louder, says Dilip Kumar.

l can't hear a thing!

So how will you know about something

that's going to thrill you?

Have you decided to

commit suicide? Thank God!

Actually, it's Viren's idea

to commit suicide.

l tried to talk him out of it...

- So?

Now when he marries you, he'll have

to commit suicide, sooner or later!

Marry me?

Come to your senses...

this is Prem!

Now why have you gone dumb?

You chewed my brains about meeting him.

Now why so quiet as a mouse?

Go ahead with your complaints to him.

She had made my life miserable.

He doesn't meet me, or talk to me.

Go on, get up and meet him.

You're leaving? l thought you were

to stay for a couple of days more.

Please stay for

just one more day.

lf l had no important work on hand,

l'd have stayed back.

l'm requesting for just one day.

A day's so small. Can't you

honour my small request?

And you hardly stayed.

Don't stop him.

He doesn't have time even

for himself, let alone us.

He's very busy. Why should he

bother with our feelings, dear?

You go, Viren.

Nowadays you're very rude.

You don't please anybody.

You behave as you wish.

Here are the tickets. And when we both

come to London, where will you go?

Let him go.

Turn back.

You Sir? They have gone.

This is not a castle, but

a memorial to love...

which is found in every Love Story.

lt was the same in

the love story...

of Rana Puri Narayan Singh

and his beloved.

There was a long time feud

between their two families.

Durgavati wrote a love letter to him,

and awaited his arrival.

There's an inexpressible joy

in awaiting one's beloved.

At times she asked her bangles, or,

even to her reflection in the mirror.

Did he get my letter or not?

l don't know his feelings.

Please tell me, dear wind,

what does he say?

My heart is always open to him.

And l await him.

You're just eating away.

Tell me how did you like my show?

l don't know about others, but

it took me into my past.

l'm very happy to know this.

Let's celebrate it...

She has herself specially

made it for you.

How's your horse Windy?

- How do you know Windy?

Look at that!

He's asking how do l know Windy?

Had you known by full name,

you'd have never asked me this.

Can't believe it, eh?

Get up then, and come on.

Better go, else you'll remain here,

and your arms will go with her!

Why did you beat your head over me?

Why have you collected all this?

To each his own.

You never met me, so l joined

all your pieces, and did this.

Try and run now.

What's this?

- That's my autobiography.

Whatever you sent, your photos,

and even cake-candles.

l had also vowed not to accept your

gifts, till you gave them personally.

They are all still lying unopened.

Then? lt was my birthday and you

used to hand it to Daija!

lf you want to give them to me,

then do it properly. Come on.

Not from the top.

From here.

Why so?

Because l'm 3 years old there.

Now what's the matter?

Haven't you ever been

to a birthday party?

Because a birthday gift is given

by wishing Happy Birthday.

Daija says l laugh

just like my mother.

You must have heard it.

ls it true?

Go to sleep. lt's very late.

''My little doll;

My little child...''

''From fairyland one day...''

''a prince will come to take

you away to the castles''

He's gone, my dear.

- He went without meeting me again?

Don't feel so bad. See this.

We too shall be flying to London soon.

Where were you?

You've come back, a long time now.

Why don't you tell me

what happened?

What can happen? l went

as usual and returned.

l was thinking about the deal.

Lying is not everybody's forte.

And you don't have it!

So why try?

l'm in no hurry...

Please come.

You really take your time however.

We spent 100 Pounds each

on those tickets.

There were some girls

whom l was eying...

but you being a wet blanket,

you spoilt it.

Now you'll see a movie on video

and l'll...

read books.

- Yes.

God didn't create night

to spend it all alone at home.

Had you helped me a bit, l too would

have had someone awaiting me...

Someone to question,

''why are you late?''

But here we're stuck with

bare walls, and windows...

l'm elder to you by a month, a day and

a few hours. So, it's my turn first.

May you live long.

- lf you say so.

But it is a pain in the neck

to live with this dry-bone.

Neither he marries, nor does he

let me marry.

Greetings...

This is Puja.

And you can't be anybody else.

But his best friend Prem.

She has told me so much about you,

that l know everything by heart.

Shall l tell you?

You're fond of food so am l.

You like to go out, so do l.

You like to chat,

so do l.

The best is,

we both like to laugh!

Enough now. Once she starts off,

there's no stopping her.

l just can't believe she

resembles her mother so much!

Does she know you loved...

And don't tell her either.

But how can you? You didn't even

tell Pallavi herself, that you...

Why does all this happen to you only?

God's losing his sense of humour too.

He thinks He's played

a practical joke on you.

l'd have also kept quiet,

had l been in your shoes.

One thing is sure.

As long as she's here....

you won't forget Pallavi,

and Puja is here.

That song you were just singing,

when did you learn it?

l wasn't singing, but humming.

Okay, the song you were humming...

From whom did you...

lt's neither taught,

nor learnt.

lt just grows into the

hearts of local girls...

What!

l said it just grows...

- After that...?

ln the hearts of local girls...

- You dare call me Uncle again!

Don't shout Premji...

- Not Premji either...

You don't have to add that ''Ji''

like you call him.

Then Mr. Prem?

Then Prem, Sir?

Then what shall l say?

Prem, or if you want to call me

more intimately then, Prem darling...

Where are you off to?

l overslept a bit...

l should have been in office by now.

Whose office?

- Mine, of course.

Maybe you don't know it,

it's a Sunday today.

And on Sundays, just ours, all

the offices in London are closed.

But one office is open. The Telegraph

Office. You can send us a wire.

l just forgot about it.

- So what will you do?

You can take her around London.

You also come with us.

l've to speak to Daija

about something important..

Then you'll have to yell it out

because she's coming with us.

What is he up to?

Uncle, buy me a lovely dog.

Buy it! lt's such a nice dog.

- l want that dog, uncle!

Lovely dog!

That's enough, Prem!

Papa isn't buying me the dog!

- People are watching, Prem!

l'm not going out with them again.

And you were like them, too.

l can't face anyone

in London anymore.

Everybody was watching!

He was okay. So what went wrong?

That's how he is. Don't worry.

Did you enjoy yourself?

l thought he was enjoying it too.

- Which is why he was angry.

What are you talking...

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