Main Hoon Na Page #9

Tomorrow when I go back to my old clothes

and Mini comes to you wearing

those micro-minis, then what?

Percy.

Lucky, do you know the

difference between Percy and you?

At least Percy's feelings

weren't for my clothes.

Hi.

-What's up, Lucky?

-Nothing.

You can talk to me.

No, thanks.

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Come on.

The food is served.

Ram, are you

interested in the army?

A lot.

Army guys are different.

Don't you think?

I mean, their style and everything.

My father used to say,

"It's a man's life."

Medals on the chest,

uniform, discipline, guns, tanks...

Giving up life for the country.

They are so distinguished.

Aren't they, Mother?

Mom, I'm going out.

Mom?

Mom, why do you do this to yourself?

Sorry, buddy.

I hate these kinds of programs.

I'm not interested in their style

or their uniforms.

They and their problems

can go take a hike.

Lakshman!

Mom, you know I hate it!

What's all this rubbish about sacrifice?

I don't believe it.

-It's just hearsay.

-Show some respect, Lakshman.

My father is in the army.

I know about the sacrifices he has made.

He used to be away for months,

as he was fighting for the country.

So that you, me and

people like us could sleep peacefully.

You know what, Ram?

Even my father's in the army

and he's sacrificed a lot.

He's even given up his family.

I haven't seen him for 20 years.

Not because he was serving the country

but because he left us

to raise his illegitimate son.

-Lakshman, not in front of--

-I'm telling the truth, Mom.

It won't affect him one bit.

You know what, Ram?

My mother hasn't slept peacefully

for 20 years.

It doesn't matter to him.

It hardly matters to army men.

They have no feelings.

They are inhuman, you know.

You don't believe me?

Dad, do you hear me?

I'm talking to you.

-Lakshman. Please, Lakshman.

-No, don't worry, Mom.

It has never affected him.

He can't hear me.

Can you hear me, Dad?

He never hears me.

Nothing matters to him, Mom.

Dad, I'm talking to you.

You don't care, right?

When I fail, you don't care.

When I don't come back home at night

you don't worry about me, right?

Why don't you scold me when I don't

cut my hair? Scold me, please.

Why don't I fear you when

I smoke secretly, Dad? Why?

Do you care?

Do you love me?

Do you hate me?

Anything? Anything at all?

I hate you.

I hate you, Dad.

I hate him, Mom.

And I hate his bloody son!

Are you okay?

Can you both not forgive him?

It's too late, Ram.

It's too late for him.

What are you looking at, Lucky?

The most lucky guy in college.

Lucky really misses his father a lot,

doesn't he?

Yes. He's helpless.

But you...

Life passes by and

we get used to living without love.

Why don't we give love a chance?

Why don't we trust our loved ones?

Speak to your father, Sanjana.

-Give him a call.

-No.

He always preferred

to keep me away from him.

So now you're having your revenge?

Sanjana, people change, love changes them.

You fear that he hates you.

Perhaps, he fears the same thing.

Why do we fear the ones we love so much?

Speak to him, Sanjana.

Life's too short for hatred.

Hello. How are you, darling?

It's me.

I hear your husband is out of town.

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From a phone booth opposite your house.

What say?

Looks like someone wants to die.

Hold on.

Gun? Pistol? Who are you?

Shut your mouth and come with us.

Hi.

Oh, Ram?

I thought it was mom.

So what are you giving mom tomorrow?

What is so special about tomorrow?

Her birthday.

Oh sh*t!

I forgot again.

This is too much.

Ram, kick me.

I deserve it.

Yes, you deserve it.

Thank you.

Ram, think of something, quick.

Done.

Happy Birthday, Mother.

You... you cut your hair?

Avoid, Mother.

I didn't know I have such a handsome son.

That's me.

I love you, Mother.

I love you, too, Son.

-Thank you.

-Happy birthday.

Chill out, guys!

-He got an army cut.

-Hey, sorry.

-His nose looks longer.

-Please don't make fun of me.

It wasn't that prominent earlier.

Good morning, class.

Good morning, Sir.

Class, I have some good news

and some bad news.

The bad news is that

Prof. Rasai has resigned.

The good news is that

Prof. Rasai has sent a replacement.

So, class, please welcome

Prof. Raghav Dutta.

Hello, pupils.

Why is he talking about our eyes?

I leave them in your care,

Professor...

-Raghav.

-Raghav, right.

I'm off.

Okay? Bye.

So sorry.

My name is Raghav

and you'll address me by my name.

No "Sir," no "Professor," because...

What an ape! He won't last a week.

I'm glad I had a haircut.

I'll learn new things from you.

I'm fascinated by your

generation's perspective.

Who's Percy Pective?

We may have an age gap,

but not in our thoughts.

Not much gap in age, too, sir.

Right, Ram?

Vivek, watch it.

Ram?

-Sir.

-Did you fail or

start your education really late?

Sir, actually Ram had to give--

No one asked you!

When elders talk, learn to shut up.

Has your father not taught you this?

That's not fair, Sir.

Interesting class.

Everyone speaks for each other.

What's your name?

Lucky.

Stand up.

Full name?

Lakshman Prasad Sharma.

What!

Sit.

Not you, Ram.

Ram, you look like an intelligent

and disciplined man.

Didn't you teach them some manners?

Anyway, now that I'm here,

you will learn everything.

It will be fun.

Raghav.

Permission to sit, Sir?

Any doubts?

What a horridly rude guy!

Avoid, Sanju.

I can't! How dare he say

anything about my dad!

Is it going to affect your dad in anyway?

-It won't, right?

-No way.

But the guy's got attitude.

By the way, you look really cute

with short hair.

Sanju, will you be my date

for the prom night?

Lucky, I promised Percy

that I'd go with him.

Oh, Percy. I completely forgot. Right.

No problem. See you.

Lucky, last few tickets left

for the prom night. You want them?

No, dude. I am not going this year.

What? Are you mad?

How can we have a

prom night without you?

Hi, Sanju.

Hi, Percy.

Sanju, I can't go

to the prom night with you.

What!

I get really bored with you, Sanju.

And what's with this lipstick?

It's so...

So better luck next time, baby.

Percy?

I think you should go with Lucky.

Percy...

-Percy, I'm so sorry.

-It's okay.

Better luck next time, Percy.

Oh, Percy, you're so sweet.

I am not sweet!

I'll be at the prom

with the other teachers.

Everybody, check your transmitters.

And this time,

there should be no mistake.

I can't go to the prom.

I can't dance.

What!

-Sorry.

-Okay.

Show us.

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Hello, Dad?

How are you?

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