Ninnu Kori Page #5

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Come and see for yourself.

You will realize that I am living

a happy life with my husband.

What if I realize?

I want you to forget everything

and rejoin work.

You should start a new life.

What if I don't realize?

And what if you realize

that you still love me?

Will you let go off everything

and come with me?

See Pallavi, you know the truth.

Your silence says it all.

- I will come, Uma.

Only when your come

your heart will know the truth.

Pallavi.

Remember, you said

there's no second chance in Love.

You are now calling me

and giving me a second chance.

Do you understand..

... My victory has already begun.

You can't guess the winner

in the beginning of the game.

We'll know towards the end.

Let's see.

See you.

Hi, Uma.

Arun.

Uma.

Hi Uma.

Arun.

- Where is the washroom?

Arun, give a break please.

Good morning, Uma.

- Good morning.

Coffee?

Uma, you spent all these years

as a bachelor.

Can't you make a coffee?

Come help yourself.

But you gave him coffee.

Even he was a bachelor before marriage.

Get married,

Your wife will serve you.

Not just coffee

but tea and breakfast too.

You won't come, right?

I'll make my coffee.

You chopped them now?

When will you cook?

It's a Venusian salad, Uma.

Arun eats it.

He is very health concious,

Actually I got habituated too.

It's better if you too get used to it.

Will you eat this for health, brother?

At our place, they eat this

if they fall sick.

Your would feed me cashew upma.

That was in Vizag.

She would cook it

in the pent house sometimes.

Do you know how well

Pallavi makes upma?

Is it?

- Is it?

As the flour in a supermarket is bad,

she especially buys it outside.

Uma, enough now.

With some ghee, cashew,

Chopped chilli are sprinkled,

You would add something in the end.

Coriander...

- Yes.

Coriander.

Felt like I can live eating upma

all my life.

Pallavi is crazy about Uma.

What happened?

Pallavi is crazy about upma. Isn't it?

Ya...

Why don't you cook something you like?

Why cook for me?

I can leave anything for you, Arun.

Okay, Pallavi. I will be back.

- Okay.

You are good at wife's duty.

Does it seem like a duty to you?

I am doing it with love.

I mean, you are doing

your duty well with love.

Pallavi, I am leaving to the office.

I'll call you in the evening.

Oh.

Actually, I have to leave too.

- Okay. Let's move.

What do I do then?

Tour around the house.

Play with tiger.

That's a tiger and

I have to play with it.

Am I a guest or security in this house?

One of you take me with you.

Okay.

Seat belt.

Where are we having lunch, bro.

We just had our breakfast.

It's better if we preplan, right?

We struggled once already.

What?

- Nice... Nice car.

Bringing him home was a huge mistake,

you sent him with Arun now.

You are creating problems

for yourself, Pallavi.

I felt it is right to solve this problem

rather than facing it our entire lives.

I believe that

he is going to change.

He would change?

I doubt it.

If anyone asks,

Tell them you are my friend.

Obviously. Will I say

Pallavi's ex-boyfriend otherwise.

I won't say it. It will sound bad.

Good morning, sir.

- Morning.

Morning sir.

- Good morning.

What is this brother?

Artificial greetings and plastic faces.

Do you know the first time

Pallavi called me "Master" with lots of love?

Pallavi shows love even towards servants.

It's her nature. Stick on.

Even you are delivered punches

sometimes, Uma.

Hello, Mr. Prasad.

How do you know my name?

- If there isn't one Prasad in every four people,

Why would this be America?

Yeah. That's right.

- What's for lunch?

Not just once or twice...

- She gets upma to the university.

Such a good girlfriend, boss!

Isn't it?

- Shouldn't have gone to Delhi.

Correct.

- if she goes to Delhi?

Will she get married without his notice.

This is very unfair.

Why didn't she call and say

about the marriage. Pity.

Forget about that.

After coming to USA...

- Uma..

Sir, your friend is superb.

What a love story!

What a feeling!

Love story? Whose?

His friend's love story, sir.

- Oh...

Friend's.

- Uma, let's go.

Sir.

Sir, story has just reached India from USA.

You came in between.

Let him complete, sir.

Complete your work first.

Uma, let's start.

Okay guys. I have to leave.

Next time we will discuss in detail.

- Uma.

Can we go?

- Bye. See you.

No, we are going for dinner.

Pallavi is already waiting for us at the restaurant.

Thank you.

- Yeah. Finally...

What happened?

Oh...

Could you just tell me what it is.

You tell him.

You tell him.

Damn! Somebody say what it is.

Okay. I will say it.

- Wait for a minute. let me tell.

Okay, tell him.

Pallavi wanted to eat prawns biryani.

So I took her to Raju's dhaba in Rushikonda.

After reaching, madam challenged me. "I dare

you to leave without paying the bill".

So I thought we could escape somehow.

Meanwhile, the owners saw us.

We ran and they chased us.

That's all, brother.

No, Arun. He is not saying what actually

happened. I will tell you.

Pallavi...

After escaping that day...

Whenever we went to Rushikonda,

Uma would wear a monkey cap.

He looks exactly like a Gurkha.

Me?

Why don't we pay 500 rupees bill?

He is a super market

owner just for namesake.

Very greedy family.

Her brother-in-law is a master piece.

Who is it? Sir didn't even

have a rupee in his hand.

Really?

You know I would give items from

our super market for free.

I would also pay for his fuel.

He would pay half for fuel and

buy beer with the rest.

I gave you so many...

- What did you give?

What did you give?

You gave a dairy milk in the beginning.

But I gave a watch for new year eve,

T-shirt for pongal.

A reading lamp for Diwali.

I gave a lot.

Okay. If we continue talking,

food will get cold. Have it.

Why aren't you eating, brother? Any problem?

- No. I'm good.

You might also be having memories like so.

I would like to listen.

You have nothing?

Let's eat?

- Okay.

Pallavi, I need to refill the gas,

if you want things get them.

You didn't forget anything, Pallavi.

- Forget what?

You know what I am talking about.

Hey... My bag... Hey...

Arun...

- Pallavi, wait.

Stay here.

- Uma.

Arun, are you fine?

- I am okay.

Are you crazy?

He has a knife.

- They kill for small issues here.

What if something happened to you?

Just for a bag after all...

- Not after all.

It's our memory.

My first gift to Pallavi.

Ya.

Arun.

I'm fine.

Good night, Uma.

- Good night? I can't sleep if you both sleep together.

What?

- I mean I can't sleep alone.

Why?

- What do I say?

New place.

On top of that, I am scared of ghosts.

Last time, it took me ten days to sleep

in your pent house. Remember?

So...

So, I will sleep in his room if needed -

Thank you, brother.

I will sleep peacefully now.

Okay, Good night.

And... Pallavi.

- Ya.

We are going for trekking tomorrow.

We need to wake up early.

Okay. Good night.

Uma.

What, Pallavi?

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