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That's why I never loved her...

the way I would've loved my son.

I was wrong.

I'd do anything to catch a glimpse of her.

But she doesn't want to come back to me.

Sir, can we not send

a 24-hour protection team

for her surveillance?

Sanjana will never let an army man

come close to her.

If she sees an army man near her,

she will run away.

She has done it before.

So what do you recommend, Sir?

I want you to go to Darjeeling,

undercover, to protect Sanjana.

I don't trust anyone else.

Sir, I...

I'm sorry, Sir.

It's impossible for me to go

to Darjeeling right now.

I thought you'd be very

interested in this mission...

as there's another student,

studying there.

Lakshman Sharma.

Lakshman?

Your father and I were friends

for 25 years. I know everything.

Call it fate or co-incidence...

but his wife Madhu,

and son Lakshman live in Darjeeling.

You're now officially on leave

till 15th August.

I've already spoken to the

principal of St. Paul's.

You are joining the college from Monday.

Sir.

And what subject will I teach there?

You are not going there as a teacher.

You will be a student.

Stu...

That will look very strange, Sir.

I think I'm better off as a teacher.

That way, you won't be able to

protect Sanjana.

But I don't look like a student.

It's been ages since I attended

the National Defense Academy.

Don't worry. Even the principal

will say that you are there

to complete your graduation.

But, Sir, today's generation...

I've never been in a civil college.

-I'll be caught in a day.

-Ram, no matter what...

-Project Milaap cannot stop.

-Sir.

Those prisoners have to be

released on 15th August.

-And Sanjana's safety--

-Sir, Sanjana will be safe.

I promise you, Sir.

Thank you, Major.

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It's odd.

I've never seen my younger brother.

I have no clue what he looks like.

But I'm certain,

his eyes will be like mine.

Actually, I think he'd be exactly like me.

Calm, shy, decent, disciplined.

Lucky! Lucky!

And my heart says

I will recognize him instantly.

My little brother, Lakshman.

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Friends, it's a truly blessed

day as today, we have among us,

the most famous student of St. Paul's.

Lucky!

-Thank you.

-Four years ago,

when I joined this

college, Lucky was my senior.

When we first got here,

Lucky ragged us a lot, didn't he?

He striped me in the cafeteria

and made me sing,

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-Lucky.

-He's smooth, charming and perky.

We want to be as cool as Lucky.

I love Lucky.

Despite having failed his class thrice,

Lucky is still with us.

And God willing,

Lucky may fail again

and bless our juniors

with his presence, too.

And now,

Lucky will say a few words.

It wasn't easy.

To fail thrice consecutively

is no ordinary feat.

But, friends, with hard work,

perseverance and dedication...

you can all get here.

And if I have your blessings,

I will continue to be with you

right here, in this college,

for eons to come.

That's a promise!

Love you too, babe.

-Oh, yes. You, too.

-Lucky! Lucky!

-Aren't you ashamed?

-What for, Sanju?

Just look at these faces,

full of love and respect.

And I won't need to

study this year as well.

-I've got you to copy from.

-Yeah, right!

-Irritating.

-Sanju...

-Lucky, is Sanju your girlfriend?

-Avoid, man!

When Lucky has a girlfriend,

the entire college will stare in awe.

-Who wants to look at Sanju?

-Hey, I only look at Sanju.

Do you think she'll be my girlfriend?

Are you...

Oh, yes. Why not?

What a face! What muscles!

-What style!

-Oh, stop.

-You're perfect.

-I know.

I have an idea. Let's arm wrestle.

I'll beat you and impress Sanju.

Okay? Meet me outside.

-Hi, Lucky.

-Hi, baby.

Lucky.

-Hi, babe.

-Percy, stop it.

-You'll hurt yourself.

-Pain's my middle name, Sanju!

Lucky, you think smoking

makes you look cool?

-Yes, yes.

-Please. Give it to me.

Avoid, Sanju!

-Hi, Mini.

-Hi, sweetheart.

Where's your miserable boyfriend?

Right here.

Quit playing with fleas.

Want to fight a man for a change?

Would love to fight with a man.

But I don't mind fighting you either.

-Who are you calling a flea?

-Scram.

-The loser gets punished.

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