Purani Jeans Page #3

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Guys..

And God said...let there be music.

"It's a bit sweet...a little salty."

"Friendship. Friendship."

"A friend's someone who knows you too well."

"Friendship. Friendship."

"Life's made of lively friends."

"You and me."

"Me and you..."

"Our friendship."

"I'll break all my piggybanks."

"Count all my coins."

"And buy your share of smile."

"And you find my smile too."

"Sweeter than tea."

"You know.."

"Friendship. Friendship."

"Life's made of lively friends."

"You and me."

"Me and you.."

"Our friendship."

"Sway under the influence of beer."

"Reach new milestones on the road to fun."

"If the mind asks for a way back home."

"We'll say we were raised in revelry."

"Bunking class and continuing on mountain tops."

"What?"

"Friendship. Friendship."

"Life's made of lively friends."

"You and me."

"Me and you.."

"Our friendship."

Friends forever!

Hello. - Hello, sir.

Bunty Desai. - Yes.

I was really sad to hear about your mother.

Another thing.

Like she said, we need to sell the cottage after her death.

Yes.

I've a party, absolutely willing.

You can do whatever you like.

As you know, I don't want to go back to India ever again.

Yes. Bye.

India. After so many years.

Things must have changed drastically.

I wonder where everyone is.

That summer after Sam arrived..

..time was changing rapidly.

And the most beautiful moment of that time was..

Naintara.

"Love me.."

Hi, Elvis. - Hi.

Mother has sent flowers. - Keep it there.

Do me a favor.

Look after the shop for a while.

I'll go fetch Amy.

And dust the place too while you're here.

The movie's called Blackmail.

Best song; song no.3, side B.

'Pal Pal Dil Ke Paas'!

It's one of my favorite songs.

It's you, from the station right?

Hi, Siddi. - Siddi?

Your name? - No.

Siddi...Siddhu..

Short for Siddharth actually.

Naintara, short for Naintara.

Oh, hi.

Nice shop. - Thanks.

Is this your book?

You study architecture?

I just gave the entrance exam for architecture, so..

Let's see..

By the way, how much for this record?

I don't work here.

Oh, I am sorry.

But if you want to hear this record..

..I think I can help you.

Come. - Yeah, sure.

Nice.

One second.

Sorry.

Old songs have a different charm, don't they? - Yes.

There's no such place in Mumbai.

So you're from Mumbai. - Yes.

This..

Headphones. - Thanks.

You know...my dad used to sing this song..

..for my mom. - Used to?

Not anymore?

He was in the army.

Died on duty. - Oh, I am sorry.

It's okay. It was a long time ago.

Mother and I live in Kasauli now.

It's a nice cantonment.

You will like it.

Sorry. Hear it.

Can you hear it?

'That evening I was trying to erect a bond with a stranger..'

'..and Sam was trying to strengthen a strange bond.'

Many hearts are going to broken tonight.

Where are you going?

I am taking everyone to the Kasauli Club.

Club night.

I love this song. - I like it too.

It's a beautiful number. - I know.

A dance with the most beautiful woman in the world.

You remind me of someone.

Mama.

Why can't it always be like this?

Just you and me?

Sometimes I think... marrying again was..

Sam sir.

Excuse me, Sam sir.

Sam sir, your friends are here.

Fine, I'll be there. - Okay.

Sam.

We're waiting for you. - Okay, now you go and have a great night.

Welcome to the club night, Cowboys.

Cheers.

Thanks for the drinks, Sam. - No problem.

Always booze for hose.

Hose? Who's that?

Your sisters. Did your father tell you?

Holy Mother of God.

Who's that?

The new Collector in town, Sapru uncle.

She's his daughter.

She's a Kashmiri. She studies in Mumbai.

Jesus. Praise the Lord.

Excuse me.

If you're done with your prayer meeting..

..can I pass?

But before that I'll have to..

..baptize you, my lovely.

What is that?

Welcome to Kasauli beautiful nun.

When in need just come to Lawrence Estate.

Saint Samuel's doors are always open for you.

Lawrence Estate? - Yup.

Are you Mr. Joseph Lawrence's son?

Samuel Lawrence at your service, madam.

Dad said that I'd meet you.

You know, our dads were best friends..

..since St. Stephen's College.

Really? - Yes.

If that's true then..

..we should continue the tradition. Right?

Hey, sis, where have you been? - Hi, Aisha.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Meet Sam.

Or should I say St. Samuel.

Hi, St. Samuel.

Hello, beautiful friends.

Since we've to be friends, meet my missionaries.

Suzy, Tino and Bobby. - Hi.

He's the old uncle of our group.

Sorry. Hi. - Hi, Bobby.

So, do you nuns have names?

Absolutely.

Sister Naintara and sister Aisha.

Already a sister.

Excuse them.

So...a dance beautiful nun?

Yeah, come.

Dance?

Okay.

This way.

Hi, myself Suzy.. - Dance.

What's your problem?

Come on.

And that Blondie slapped Tino.

It was solid, you should've been there.

You know I never attend it.

See you. - Bye.

Who's back?

Sir's just returned by the morning flight.

Oh.

Where's mama? - She's inside.

Okay.

Sam.

Good you're back early.

I was just telling Abhijeet that..

..we'll have lunch together.

Full family together.

Family?

He's not family. - Sam..

He's just our estate manager.

And your second husband.

See you at lunch.

Bahadur, where's my gold set? - Coming, sir.

Sam...back after a long time.

Sherry, is lunch ready?

So...how are things?

With you around...just got better.

Bahadur!

Good you're here boy.

After two years.

You've become taller.

How tall are you now?

Son, I was thinking that..

..you should go to Harvard Business School next year.

You can do a specialized MBA program.

Wearing my dad's suit and sitting on his chair..

..don't try to become my dad, okay.

I don't want to do any MBA.

I am going to be a musician, I'll be clear on that.

Yes, of course.

New musician in the family.

Cheers.

Bahadur. - Yes, sir.

Refill madam's glass quickly.

By the way, are you here on the 6th? - Yes.

No, that week we're in Delhi.

Sherry, we've the inauguration..

..of our new juice factory on the 6th.

Minister Dave is coming too. You know..

Sir, 6th is...Sam sir's birthday.

What gift do you want? - You!

I was only joking.

A jeep would be okay.

Anyway, dad's car has become too old.

Anyway, could I be excused from the table?

I got to go.

But...you haven't eaten anything, Sam.

Bahadur, get the main course.

Why don't you try coming from the door sometime?

Doors are for normal people, my child.

What are you? - I am God!

Sad!

By the way, your God of Rock's album isn't bad.

I must admit, Morrison is a genius.

No, no, no. Was?

You know the beauty, don't you?

What?

Morrison's part of the 27 club. - What?

It means gone before 27.

James Dean, Jimmy Hendricks, Janice Joplin.

All part of the same club. - I see.

Only the good die young, silly boy.

Hey..

You know what.

Someday we'll visit Morrison's grave in Paris.

What say, done? - Done.

So...did you write anything for the Summer Carnival?

You'll get me beaten up.

There it is.

Sam, return it. - Don't be such a rude.

You are..

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