OK Jaanu Page #4
Do you like me?
- Hmmmm...
But I can't say the
same for this hostel room.
Do you like me or this?
Of course this.
This is how much I like you.
Good.
That much is better.
Is it right what we're doing?
It's a grave sin.
But...the only way to
atone is to keep doing it.
I didn't get it.
What did you say?
Uncle, can Tara live here too?
Here? Here where?
- In my room.
Your room.
She's not some milk bottle
you can shelve on the teapoy.
And where will you live?
- Even I'll stay on the teapoy.
Sorry...in my room.
Oh, so she's Sitara.
Tara. . . baby, it's Tara.
I see...
Your room!
Together...in the same room?
Together...in the same room!
Yes...
Did you two get married?
We don't want to get married!
So...you two are 'Magliks'.
Then you can definitely
marry each other.
There's a big problem, aunty.
What do you want to say?
Uncle, I am going to Paris...
to become an architect.
He's going to America,
to become a millionaire.
And...until becomes a millionaire?
We want to live together until then.
I see...
It's one of those...
live-in relationships.
Is it wrong, aunty?
- Absolutely wrong.
Paplu. You're too old fashioned.
He signals with his hand even
after turning on the indicator.
Look, this is absolutely wrong...
...and it's heading in
the wrong direction. - Uncle...
I won't allow this in my house.
- Listen to me.
Listen to me.
Uncle, Tara and I are friends.
We like each other.
Would it look nice if we met outside...
...in a hotel or other shady places?
Or live here decently,
with your permission and blessings.
Did you take your brother's blessings?
He will kill me.
I see...and I will spare you?
Aunty doesn't keep well...
...and you take care of her alone.
We can help you.
Even aunty won't feel bored.
Look, this is my final decision.
And I am saying this
on Charu's behalf too.
This is my final decision.
- Uncle...
There's no room for argument now.
- Don't be unreasonable, uncle.
Great.
This is our garden.
And our room is on the first floor,
check it out.
And that's uncle and aunt's room,
with full sea-view.
The car's here, these are the flowers.
Hi, aunty.
Aunty, this is Bittu and...
And that's Ayesha.
- Hi, aunty.
Hello, aunty.
You..
That's Bantu.
DDLJ...Maratha Mandir.
Sister-in-law.
- Whose sister-in-law?
Hello, sister-in-law. Greetings.
Where are you?
- Absolutely fine, sister-in-law.
What's going on?
- What else will I do in the morning?
I can hear some strange noises.
No, I was drinking tea...
It's hot. - I see...
- Tell her the truth.
Yes, How is brother?
- Yeah, he's fine.
And Tia?
- Tia's fine too.
Who is Tia?
- Here, talk to your brother.
Hello.
- Hello, Adi...
Yes brother. . . .Yeah. . greetings.
Listen...
- I am listening.
Please explain your
address to this taxi driver.
Address? Taxi-driver? Why?
So we can come there.
Where are you?
- On the way.
Mumbai?
- We're coming to meet you.
Coming here?
Talk to him.
- Yeah...
Driver...
Yeah...do you understand Marathi?
- I am from UP.
Oh, so you're from UP as well.
Look...do you know Malabar Hills,
Hanging Gardens.
You're at Hanging Garden.
We're dead...it's the end.
- Who's dead?
We are, who else?
I am not dead
Would you like me to make
some arrangements for you?
Get up, Tara...please, get up.
Brother's in Mumbai for a day,
with the entire family...
...to give me a surprise.
Get up!
Stupid...why did you give
him the right directions?
You could've given
him a different route.
I could've slept little longer.
Brother's here.
- So what now?
Where will you go?
- Me... Nowhere.
Nowhere?
What will we do when brother
and sister-in-law come here?
I'll say "Greetings, I am Tara".
"And I am living-in With Adi-Adi-Adi."
Adi-Adi-Adi...
Tara, have you gone mad?
Please try to understand
the situation...and get up.
Hello.
- Greetings, sister-in-law.
How many times are
Listen...
- How far have you reached?
We're at the gate.
At the gate? - Yes.
- I am coming, bye.
My dear...dear bubbly...
My sweetheart... my baby.
Ok darling, listen...
help me out...
...or we'll get stuck
in a big drama. Please.
We're dead.
I'll get that.
- Okay.
Hello, sir.
- Hi. - Hi.
How are you, you fool?
- First class, sister-in-law.
Fit and fine...
So big man.
- Yeah.
All set to conquer America.
- Yeah, brother!
Tia! You've grown so tall in 10 days.
Shall I make coffee for everyone?
Let us come in first,
meet Judge sir.
Hello, Charulata ma'am.
How are you?
Judge sir must be out playing cricket.
Who are they, Adi?
This is my brother.
He was junior to Gopi uncle...
he lived with you in Lucknow.
And this is my sister-in-law
and Tia. - I see.
Where is Paplu?
I think he's out playing cricket?
Paplu? - Gopi uncle.
She calls him fondly.
Just like you call brother...Dabbu.
What nonsense.
Where do you stay?
- Me? I stay right here.
His room is upstairs.
- Oh...thank you.
Let's go...upstairs. Show me your room. Quickly!
- Now sister-in-law.
We'll see it right now.
- It's in a complete mess. - It's okay,
I am hereto clean up your mess.
Come on, show me.
- Sister-in-law.
Sister-in-law. Wait, sister-in-law.
- What happened?
I've changed.
- Very good.
Is this your room?
- No.
Okay.
Is this? - Sister-in-law,
there's someone in my life.
What? Let me see.
Sister-in-law!
Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law!
Saved!
Sister-in-law.
You really have changed, Adi.
Like I said...
there's a change in my life.
I can see that.
Hello, Baby.
Who are you?
- I am Tia.
Tia... keep seated...
No need for formalities, baldy.
Gunjal, sir.
It's a huge house.
- Yeah.
How far is your office?
- Takes me 30 minutes to get there.
Nice...and how do you go?
- Bantu's bike.
I take the bus or train.
Sometimes uncle's car as well.
What brings you to Mumbai?
- I had meeting with a client.
I see.
- Hello, sir. - Hello, dear.
And when are you leaving?
We're going back today evening, sir.
We'll stay longer next time.
- Of course.
We'll stay in Adi's room
Yes. You can stay in Adi's room.
Hey...
What are you doing?
Jump.
Shoot this fellow.
Left-left-left...
Keep going...
Yeah...left-left...now down.
Okay, now shoot this fellow.
- Was he always like this?
Right from the time he
was is in his mother's womb.
Shoot this guy.
Found the boss.
Catch him.
Alright done.
Okay...wait...wait.wait...!
Kick it.
Keep going...keep going!
Go left...yeah.
Yeah...yeah...keep going.
Okay...okay...okay...go up.
Papa...
'You are dead.'
Tara.
- You are dead!
Come in.
Look...
Tara... meet the sums.
Hi, Tara...come in.
Gunjals this is Tara.
Hi. Hi.
Tara...Gopi uncle's niece.
Sir...your niece?
Paplu, when did you have a niece?
Actually...
she's from his sister's side.
Niece.
Nice niece.
I left my drawings here, so...
- Yes, of course.
I've seen this nice
niece somewhere.
Try wearing a cap...
You won't lose your hair...
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