Power Paandi Page #8

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Turn around.

Come home tomorrow for lunch.

What for?

Meet my daughter,

and my granddaughter.

See what my life is like.

After that,

we'll talk it out.

Okay.

I should go now.

My granddaughter

might wake up.

Will you ride back safe?

I don't want to talk to you!

Fine!

Then get going.

Back in Sankarapuram,

I never knew you were such a big-mouth.

Your dad took you away!

Get lost, old man!

Were you in love with him?

I was.

He's confused me now!

And him?

He was in love, too.

Then I think you guys should hook up!

What are you blabbering?

What's wrong in that, mom?

You're single,

he's single too.

You were in love--

- Hey, wait!

It's not like we were in love yesterday.

It was my first love,

several ages ago!

Finding your first love

is the toughest!

You're going to live for

just another ten or twenty years...

You can live out the rest of your life in peace,

happily, with each other.

I wasn't fortunate enough

to make it work with my first love!

That wretch!

But people will talk!

- What people?

People from Chennai, or Hyderabad?

You're some Sridevi,

and he's Kamal Hassan!

The papers are going to write

about your love story, huh? Come on, mom!

I'm in my sixties.

This is absurd!

So what?

If a woman loses her husband

in her twenties...

it is acceptable for her to remarry

or find a companion.

But when she's in her sixties,

it's wrong?

Irrespective of the ages,

companionship is companionship!

You're blushing crimson!

Go to bed now.

They're coming to ask your hand in marriage tomorrow!

- Oh shut it!

Buzz off.

Don't overthink it.

In a week's time,

my husband will take me with him.

Then you'll be on your own.

You don't have to!

Have you ever shown this level of interest

when cooking for me?

You should watch Paandi eating meat.

It's a beautiful sight!

Forgive me, dad.

I've made a mistake.

Please come home, dad.

Live as you please.

I won't say a word.

I'll change myself, dad.

Please, dad.

Please come home.

I'll listen to everything you say.

Without you,

it doesn't feel like home at all.

You were the reason it felt like home.

Please, dad.

Come home with us.

Let's go.

You run away from home,

and upload photos on Facebook?

Well... it was...

I put up that photo.

Sorry.

Sorry...

boy, I'm sorry!

Both of you...

get in the car.

We'll wait in the car.

Where are my toys, mom?

- Look around, it's right there.

Aren't you ashamed?

You ran away from home!

This is the second time

I've done that, for you.

Idiot!

What's with that long face?

I'm right here.

You leave now.

We'll meet later.

Wait up...

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