OK Jaanu Page #3

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good-looking and shy.

Bonjour!!

That's it...

One fine day,

I made him get in my car...

...and took him to see my father.

And uncle, did her father know

you didn't write those letters?

No, not at all.

The doctor had already

made one mistake...

...l didn't want to make another one.

And the doctor, didn't he ask?

That poor love-stricken

guy... what could he ask?

He was a doctor himself.

Never miss the train even

if you don't have the ticket.

It's not like you think. Ask her.

All lies...

Why would I lie?

What are you doing?

Isn't this train heading to Ahmadabad?

I am going to Ahmadabad too.

It's been really long

since I last went there.

Be serious.

- What? Sight-seeing.

I should've known.

Do you do this often?

- What? Sightseeing?

No...chasing girls.

- Oh... Since childhood.

How many have you chased till now?

I've lost count.

But you said 15.

I think there's none.

- I see...

Show me your ticket.

I would've missed my train

if I had waited to buy a ticket. .

What if you get caught?

So be it.

Come inside.

Stay here.

Everyone else is inside.

- So?

They will come looking for me.

Let them.

Okay. . . let them.

You know architecture

is a challenging job.

It's not just a miracle,

but it's a challenge.

And I had to do it for Husain.

What was the old man saying?

He was saying architecture

is a mission, a commitment...

...don't get influenced by some

video-gamer and forget your mission.

That's a big thing to say.

But even the heart has a mission.

One should always

keep the heart in check.

Hey...

Hey...

What are you drawing?

ls it a sketch of me?

I am making a well.

Why?

- So you can drown in it.

Ohh...but your eyes

are perfect for that.

We didn't need such a deep well.

True architecture is magical.

It's like magic.

It creates fiction...it

creates unexpected spaces.

And it...helps to create

unexpected dialogue.

It is a generator of passion,

love, romance...

My papa would often come here.

- I see...

Does he still come here?

Don't know.

- If he does, don't get me beaten up.

He wouldn't recognize me either.

Why?

It's been many years

since he separated from us.

Daily quarrels...

...and then custody battle.

I was only 7 when the court asked

me who I would like to live with.

I didn't want to live with anyone.

Then papa left me for good.

That's when I decided

I will never get married.

Isn't it time to get to the station?

s,

Come on-come nan-let's go.

S:

What now?

Let's get a room.

The two of us?

- Of course.

We won't actually

become a married couple...

...if we write so in the register.

Whatevs to that!

I still won't sign as Mrs. Adi Gunjal.

Fine, I'll sign as Mr. and Mrs. Tara...

What is it?

Agnihotri.

Agnihotri.

Whatevs to that?

Bro...another piece of bread for me.

Mr. and Mrs. Tara Agnihotri.

Honeymoon!

- Yeah.

"How are you... all good,

sister-in-law."

"Tell us your name."

"Hello, my name is Sheetal.

And I am definitely not sister-in-law."

There's just one bed.

It's big enough for the two of us.

One blanket too.

We can easily fit in it.

"My problem is a bit private."

"Okay, I hope you don't have

a problem discussing it publicly."

"I don't have a problem.

- Okay."

"I actually I live in a joint family,

I've been married for three years now."

Hey...

There's just one

bucket and one mug.

"He's always busy either with

the office work...or the family..."

Will you behave like a good boy?

Will you behave like a good girl?

Maybe.

"This effort from my side."

"M ay be not."

"I want some kind of naughtiness

back in our relationship."

"Some kind of spice..."

"Naughtiness...l've a superb

track for you actually..."

"...that will tickle to

you and your husband also."

"So this song from Badshah,

dedicated to one and only AR Rehman."

"Here's the new track."

"So how are you...how's you...how're

you...hope you're having fun."

"Who is with me next, sister-in-law."

We're here.

Let's go.

Wait for me, dude

- Okay.

Say that this was your best holiday.

This was my best holiday. Am I right?

Liar. You don't mean that.

Be honest.

Honestly?

No-no-no. . .don't say it.

Okay darling.

Am I your darling?

- Yes, darling.

Can I go?

Say it...Okay darling, go.

Not okay darling, don't go.

Don't go.

Grandpa!

My darling...

- Grandpa.

Don't cancel...yes...

- How are you? - Fit and fine.

Tara.

- I'll just call you back. Yeah.

Shall I? Okay...

Your favorite pickle...

with extra oil.

Let me say hi to mom.

Hi, dear.

- Hi, mom.

Let's go inside and talk.

Tara, this is for you.

Thanks, mom.

Where were you?

I went to Ahmadabad...with

my office colleagues.

When did you arrive?

But your office colleagues

returned yesterday.

And you...where were you?

I just told you, Ahmadabad.

With whom?

And what were you doing?

Why do you always

ask so many questions?

Because you're my only

daughter...and I worry for you.

If I wasn't your only daughter...

...would you have worried

any less for me?

Stop this nonsense, Tara.

None of your office colleagues

knew where you were.

And with whom?

I went to Sabarmati...with a friend.

And missed my train.

Why did you go?

To meet Bapu...

I used to call him papa...

He was your husband.

You know he often went there.

Are you going to stay in

Mumbai for business or go back?

I've to go to the office, mom.

Why didn't you come

back with us in the train?

I couldn't make it on time,

missed the train.

Where were you?

- And with whom?

Sabarmati.

- Why?

To meet Bapu.

- So did you meet him?

Yes, I did.

- What was he doing?

Spinning his spinning-wheel.

Did you say something?

- Yes, he did.

He said "Sing for me".

- So?

I did?

- What did you sing?

Do you want to hear?

- Please do.

Love my foot...

...since when did Bapu

start wearing jeans and t-shirt?

Oh, God. Ladies, we've work to do.

A presentation to be made, please.

Adi!

- Tara!

Tell your boss that you've a headache.

Take the day off and come with me.

Are you mad?

I couldn't sleep all night.

- Me neither.

My hands are still shaking, look.

Stop it.

- Stop what?

Stop...this madness.

I can't...what to do.

Adi!

Is this love?

You won't say that, will you?

No!

I want ice-cream.

Ice-cream?

N ow?

So...

- So?

Should I call mom tomorrow.

What for?

So she can meet you.

Why me?

Our family must be there.

Why our family?

For our engagement, Adi.

What the...

Where are we going?

To your hostel.

Hostel? Why?

I am taking you to

your hostel before I stray?

What if you still do?

Then I will take you in my arms.

What then?

I won't let go.

Then?

Kiss you really hard.

And After kissing me hard?

Keep kissing you.

What then?

What now?

Now you will pull me inside your room.

And...

Close the door!

And after closing the door?

I don't know...why don't

you take over from there!

I will eat you up...alive!

'I will pull up the curtains...'

'...clinch the rains and

hold on to the sky tight.'

'And hide in your arms.'

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