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You don't seem to be as angry with the world anymore.

I realized I was angry at myself, not at the world.

When I made peace with myself, I made peace with the world.

It's called old age.

It's called growing up.

Older and wiser.

You know I can't believe that I'm on the Hudson River with you in New York.

You know I was thinking...

we kissed on the Thames...

we kissed on the Seine...

the Hudson would feel bad if we didn't kiss here...

We didn't kiss on the Thames.

And whose fault was that?

Sh*t.

Do you wake up every morning screaming like this?

Only when you are around.

It's my wedding! Please!

Oh wedding.

My father wakes up at six for coffee and newspaper.

What's wrong?

You're not well?

So, you're just going to ignore what happened?

What happened?

Nothing.

A night before the wedding the bride-to-be was with a guy,

who isn't her fianc.

She kissed him, spent the night in his arms...

But it was all in the moment.

It was all in the moment?

Since when did you start living in moments?

It's not the same thing.

Really? It's not?

Tell me how!

Cut the French. Just speak to me.

Every time we met, there was a deadline.

Even before we met, it was decided that, we'd have to say goodbye in a few hours.

We had to fit everything in a day.

Everything in one day.

It was like, if we didn't talk now, the heart would explode.

It wasn't just your heart it was mine too.

So I know, what was going on.

Alan is a great guy and I know I'll be happy with him.

If he really is that great, what were you doing here all night with me?

But, you gave me no choice.

Gave you no choice?

Did I tie you up and drag you out of your house?

See, I'm getting married today at eleven o'clock at St. Mark's church.

I have to go.

You know what you are?

You are a bloody tease.

Excuse me?

Yes, I am right.

You've made me run around a lot.

You pretended to be so idealistic in London.

You looked at me with your big beautiful eyes..

..and said all those wonderful things that...

I really fell for you.

And what did you do?

You handed me a rulebook.

No calling each other, no writing emails.

Suddenly became mature.

And when I wrote the letters, you didn't even bother replying.

I was trying to move ahead, getting on with my life...

and that's when you decided to surprise me with a visit?

With my pants down, you caught me in a weak moment.

And judged me?

YOU decided that YOU will come to London. YOU didn't bother telling me...

And still it's YOUR heart that broke?

And in Paris...

you were just awesome in Paris.

You should have been an item girl in some Hindi film...

you will do a great job.

Why did you do that?

Just to strip me down and walk all over me on your heels?

Stop it Nikhil!

I've just started.

I am...

I am a loser.

I came here to New York to see you...

thought I'd take a chance.

I stood outside your window...

and you came, you stepped out to meet me.

I thought since you are here...

you came...

but not for love.

You wanted to make sure that you still had Nikhil Chopra's soul in your hands.

Ladies and gentlemen, now this is what you call...

a real 'bloody teaser'!

Yes, older and wiser! Are we?

Taxi!

Have a happy married life.

Hey. Hi.

"The same old lonely evening."

"The same old pain."

"My eyes are filled with tears."

"O beloved..."

"...listen to me."

Quite a brave subject for a debut feature film? - "You're my love."

You can say that.

How do I answer that question.

Someone once told me that I should be true to myself.

And this is the biggest truth of my life.

But what to do...

cannot bear the separation.

"I kept cajoling my heart..."

"...but I cannot control myself any more."

"Come to me."

"Come to me."

"Come to me."

"Come to me."

"O my tormentor... Come back to me."

"Come to me."

"O my tormentor... Come back to me."

"Come to me."

"Come to me."

"Come to me."

"Come to me."

"Come to me."

Can show just cause...

why this couple cannot...

Lalitha! - be legally joined in marriage...

You are not Lalitha!

What's a Lolita?

Do you have an objection, to this couple getting married?

No... not at all. Actually I was...

Good.

Get out.

Yes.

Is Lalitha there?

And who are you?

Her friend.

And your name is?

Nikhil... Chopra.

What?

You are the rascal because of whom my daughter is refusing to marry.

This is what you film industry guys do.

You trap naive middle class girls with your sweet words and ruin their lives.

Why don't you go after models and actresses?

Sir, sorry to interrupt you, but do you mean...

Lalitha didn't marry that Jesus guy?

I mean, Alan.

She is not getting married... all because of you!

You messed with her mind at the last minute.

If I had a gun right now, I would shoot you.

I can understand your feelings, sir.

Get out of my house, get out of my house!

With all due respect, this isn't your house, it's Lalitha's.

Are you leaving or should I call the cops?

Now, get out, you rascal!

Violent bloody family!

You know who I am?

I'm the sh*t baby!

Nikhil!

Lalitha!

If you want to live with me, you will have to give up smoking.

What if you die?

Two minutes and you are already lecturing me like my mother!

If it bothers you so much, I'll take a U-turn.

No more U-turns, Miss Krishnan.

Stay right here... like this.

Thank you for not marrying Jesus.

How could I marry Jesus...

I mean, how could I marry Alan...

when every moment I have been thinking of you.

Until yesterday everything was clear and...

you came along and messed it all up!

This is what we call love.

You should try it some time. It's a lot of fun.

Not just once, I fell in love with you three times, Nikhil.

First in London, with that sweet, excited boy.

Then in Paris with the wannabe filmmaker.

And now in New York, with this older and wiser... old man.

Older and wiser... old man?

Should I show you my youthfulness.

Tell me, how did you figure out that I had called off the wedding?

I went to St. Mark's church.

- Which one? - Which one?

How many St. Marks churches are there?

Three in Manhattan alone.

Well, I went to one.

I gate crashed some Pamela and Andrew's wedding...

and then your father stopped me in my tracks!

Your first impression on father wasn't particularly good...

He asked me to get out of his house.

And I told him the house isn't yours, it is Lalitha's.

Women's rights, you know.

Oh god, you are mad!

"From London to Paris."

"From London to Paris."

"Paris to New York."

"Paris to New York."

"I looked everywhere for you."

"And don't want to lose you now."

"And don't want to lose you now."

"If I am lost."

"If you're lost."

"Or if I lose my way."

"Lose your way."

"I'll run into you..."

"...in these lost paths."

"What's this spell..."

"...I don't know."

"What's this intoxication..."

"...I can't say."

"These moments of life..."

"...are so nave."

"All the colors are right here."

"Small reasons to be happy..."

"...and these wide-awake eyes."

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