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My love, my beloved...

l live, where my beloved does

l shall be, where my husband is

He has made me leave my country

He has called me

to a foreign land

He has sent word for me

l shall be, where my beloved is

What am l to do, Lord?

l feel something

snapping in my heart

l leave my adolescence

in my father's home

l'm happy...

and yet, l am sad

Like a river

that is thirsty

What am l to do, Lord?

That silver bowl...

and the golden plate

Give it to me, Mom...

My mother-in-law calls me

Those cosmetics

and the adornments...

Hurry up and give it to me, mom...

My husband is calling me

- What is it?

- Get up!Your prince is here.

What!

- Yes. Come and see.

- No. l don't want to.

Come on... see for yourself.

Ram hasn't come, but Krishna has!

- What are you Talking about?

- Rajiv is still in Delhi.

He has sent some Arjun

to see to things.

What?

Look, uncle... Try to understand

what l'm saying.

Rajiv is totally American. He will

not stand this heat and dust.

And the stink! lf something

stinks... l mean, he'll go mad!

Do you know what'll happen if

he comes here? He'll faint!

He'll faint first, then come

to his senses and just fly off!

No. We're with you. Last night

Kishorilal told me everything.

So now do as l tell you.

- First remove these cows from here.

- The buffaloes, son.

Whatever. Then send these

goats away some place.

- Now this... does He bite?

- No. just barks.

You'll have to shift him because

Rajiv is allergic to dogs.

- ls This cot for The dog?

- that cot...

- lt's our servant's cot.

- No, no. He can't sleep here.

Build a servant quarter for him.

Everything must've its own set up.

Uncle, you do follow me, don't you?

We must clean up this place fast!

- This straw here...

- lt's cow-dung, son.

Ramu... that's your name, right?

Just throw this out at once.

- Son, Kishorilal...

- Not him; talk about the son.

He won't stand all this, so,

it's vital that we clean up.

- Pompous, isn't he?

- Tells us to oust our dog!

- Asks Ramu to sleep out.

- ls He a human or a beast?

l'll turn this beast

into a man pretty soon.

- How?

- l've a remedy for it.

What will you do?

What idea?

Says our Ganga...

- you are?

- Daksha, a cousin.

Good. Sit down please.

- and you?

- Shake Hands atleast...

- l'm the brother... only one.

- Please stand here.

- Where's Ganga? Didn't see her.

- Come in, Sis...

Don't remove your glasses.

l'm really Ganga.

So then... that is... you are

chosen by Daddy for Rajiv?

Yes, when uncle saw me,

he said he won't find such...

...lovely Ganga in the whole of

lndia! lsn't that so?

Sure.

Daddy was right! We won't

find a girl like you...

...in this whole world,

let alone lndia.

ls there a... te... telephone here?

Will you let me talk to Rajiv?

l'll certainly not do that.

l'll just talk to Daddy.

Come along... Not you.

You sit right here.

Book a call please. Yes...

Lightning' call will do.

Yes, l know it costed 8 times more.

Charge 16 times more, even 32...

...but l must get the call through.

Let the lines be down or not...

Even if they are down

try and put this call...

What the hell are you doing?

No, l don't mean you...

- Go sit there, please.

- Let me talk to Rajiv...

l can't do that. Go and sit now.

Sit her there and see that she does!

Stay here... No Madam, l'm back.

Look Madam, have pity on me.

l had told you, you won't get

a line for 4 hours.

- ls there Any secluded place here?

- Yes.

l want to be left alone.

And the moment the call

comes through, call me. - Fine.

There's a problem...

Yes, put me through. Kishorilal?

How are you?

No, l didn't phone you.

Arjun is here and Rajiv is coming

tomorrow. We're all fine.

l'll just call her.

Ganga, my dear...

- Yes, Papa?

- Your phone.

- Who's calling?

- lt's an important call.

- from?

- guess.

Tell me, Papa.

- Kishorilal uncle.

- Really? Let me talk to him.

Uncle? This is Ganga here.

My respects...

l'm fine. Oh uncle! How

will l not remember you?

And that song of yours...

We all sing it.

lt's a superhit.

Even Grandma sings it!

Yes? And how are you? Do you

take your medicine on time?

Your Little Master

is here. He's okay.

A bit pompous... No, uncle.

He's nice.

- Okay, l'll give it to him.

- Yes, Go on...

Everything's fine.

- that soap in Your room...

- Keep It as l told you to.

- This is...

- Ganga.

- and that One then...

- a trick.

You may go.

Daddy, you were right.

- l'm... My name is...

- l know. You're Arjun.

Rajiv's friend. You have come

to see me and my home.

l'm sorry.

My entry was a bit mistimed.

All good people admit their

error, and apologise at once.

l'll say that all the good

people in this world...

...forgive those, who apologise.

Your face shows that

you've forgiven me.

And your smile says that we

must become friends soon.

And your hand says we must

shake hands soon. Right?

- a firm friendship?

- Yes.

- Absolutely?

- Sure.

Every relation in this house

is bound with bond of love.

Whether it's with an animal, or

between a servant and his master.

To form new relationships

we don't break old ones!

Do you have any shame, or not?

Forgot the rules set here? lt seems

he's not fixing your betrothal...

- ...but you're confirming his!

- my dear...

Whatever Arjun's doing is

for your own good.

lmagine that he's a film director.

Who is planning to get the hero

and the heroine together.

Rajiv is coming tomorrow.

ln his honour, l've invited...

...the elite of the city.

So don't do any mischief tomorrow.

Am l not here to break the

legs that you're standing on!

How will you? And why?

As if you were never little.

You too must've been naughty then.

Don't laugh! You'll grow old too.

Now everything is fine between

us. We know each other...

l just wish to explain one thing.

Think anything you like about me.

Rajiv's servant, his cutlery...

His friend, brother, anything!

But there's one thing.

A boy like Rajiv is hard to find

in this whole world, let alone U.S.

He's out of this world.

...he's mind blowing!

Today too, he'll come in a

special car in such great style...

...our American Prince.

- He's here.

- Who?

Your dear prince from Delhi

His car had a 4-tyre flat.

He coming in a chariot.

Welcome to lndia, son-in-law.

Welcome to lndia.

All the guests are here.

Your father has invited so many

people. Raju must be nervous.

Meet the Asst. Police Commissioner

of our area, Mr. Yadav.

Bless you... it's all right.

So...

- lf you have a problem, call me.

- What problem with you around, sir?

l mean if anyone is to be pulled up.

l just jailed a minister, you see.

- What goes On here?

- Nothing. Come, have some snacks.

Pay your respects, son.

Not mine, this gentleman's.

Bless you...

Cool? You're feeling cold

with a coat on?

- No. Cool means fine, Thanks.

- Why thank?

- o, wifey...

- Right here.

Come dear, let's go.

ln Punjab they hit you like this,

and show their affection.

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