Shaadi Ke Side Effects Page #7

- What?

There's no AC in the hall.

Trisha, what next?

Shall we give her

a car and a chauffeur?

You know what, Mrs. Kapoor

in 502 offered her that too.

But aunty decided to stay with us.

Lucky Mrs. Kapoor.

Listen, Trisha.

We don't need any aunty.

I'll stay here, work in my studio.

And I'll help out, okay?

Trisha?

- What?

You want aunty to stay here, not me.

That's not it.

Just that, aunty handles

the entire household chores.

And she's gotten along

with Millie as well.

Not more than me, please.

No.

But, Sid. Once Millie grows up..

..then I'll manage.

Fine.

Sid. Where are you going?

That day I realized

a bitter truth of life.

Wives can stay without

their husbands..

..but, not their maids.

Die! Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die! Die!

Excuse me.

Hello, Manav.

- Hey, bro.

Can you reduce the volume,

trying to work?

What..

Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!

You want loud.

I'll show you loud.

What happened? Is it too loud?

Nice track, bro.

Whose is it?

- What?

Nice track, whose is it?

You like it?

- Yeah!

Really?

- Yeah!

Its mine.

You're not an accountant?

- No.

You're a musician.

Which album is this?

This isn't an album yet,

I'm just working on jingles now.

You want to hear it?

- Yeah!

"Why I am not the college's

Mr. Popular."

"Why am I not the city's

eligible bachelor?"

You're struggling.

I feel you, bro. respect.

Don't worry,

it'll happen for you too.

I struggled for four years.

That's why I got the 'Panchmola' ad.

You must have seen it?

2009, 'Panchmola.'

I was the second lead.

Okay.

"Everyone says.."

"The heart says.."

"Panchmola."

No.

It used to come on every channel.

Sorry, I don't watch

too much television.

No wonder.

Anyway, you jam bro, you jam.

I've got to say this, bro.

You don't look like

a musician from any angle.

Seriously.

Salesman, accountant, extremist.

But, you don't look like a musician.

Look at you.

Your clothes. This setting.

Your car.

I admit it's not a Ferrari.

But look at it.

It's spacious,

safe, gives good mileage..

..and it's a practical car.

Yeah, practical. Beautiful.

That's the favorite

word of the girls.

Whenever you say it,

they start controlling you.

Before you know it... cut out!

Come on, bro...

we're creative people, right?

We're artists.

Image is everything.

Wow, nice bike.

Thanks.

Hi.

- Hi.

What's this?

- This.

It's a bike.

- I can see that.

Whose is it?

- Mine.

I mean...ours.

Sid, you bought a

bike without asking me?

No...

I just brought it for a test-ride.

Come on,

I'll take you on a romantic ride.

Sid.

- Come on, you'll love it.

Come on.

- Hold on.

Where are you going?

- To get your baby.

And her baby bag. Her pram.

And her toys, she never

goes anywhere without them.

And aunty.

Trisha, how will we

fit all that on the bike?

Exactly!

That's why we bought a Polo.

Bike's not practical for us, Sid.

Trisha.

Does everything in

life have to be practical?

That's not it.

- That's exactly how it is.

Everything in our life is practical.

From our car to your clothe..

Fine, do what you want.

What are you doing?

You're upset over what Sid said.

But he's right, aunty.

I've been wearing loose

clothes to hide my weight.

So, it's not easy

to maintain ourselves.

And, along with the

responsibility of a child.

And what does Sid do to help you?

How much more can he do, aunty?

Poor chap works all day.

Work is just an excuse for the men..

..to stay out of home.

- Sid's not like that.

Fine, let's admit

Sid's not like that.

Sid doesn't have time.

But I am there.

I give you two extra hours,

as bonus.

To maintain yourself.

No, aunty.

You're already doing so much for us.

I cannot add to your duties.

Yes, after all I am a maid.

- That's not it, aunty.

I never thought of you like that.

You're like a mother, but..

- Like your mother, isn't it?

So why hesitate to

take your mother's help?

It's not that easy.

- It's not that difficult either.

I'll help you.

From tomorrow, you'll eat cucumber,

I'll eat cucumber.

You'll exercise, I'll exercise too.

Done?

Leave this.

This makes people fat. Leave it.

By the way,

Sid's doing so much for me..

..so, I can do that much for him.

"What's up ladies?"

"Have you met my friend, Harry?"

"Tonight we party."

"Totally drunk."

"Tonight we party."

"Tonight we party."

"Totally drunk."

"Tonight we party."

"Come on, baby,

show me what I want to see."

"Be what you want to be."

"Be what you want to be."

"Tormentor."

"Tonight we party."

"Wrecks hell."

"Totally drunk."

"They're a burden...

on the face of the earth."

"Totally drunk."

"They look innocent, but...

the heart's like serpent."

"Wait bachelor."

"I'm floored."

"Wait bachelor."

"I'm floored."

"Wait bachelor."

"Why buy a buffalo,

when the milk's free?"

"Why one girl,

when you can have three."

"I am a bachelor,

no, no, marriage for me."

"Single to mingle,

everybody loves me."

"Don't mistake him

for a devotee of love."

"Whenever he spots a girl,

he casts his eyes on her."

"They look innocent, but...

the heart's like serpent."

"Wait bachelor."

"I'm floored."

"Wait bachelor."

"I'm floored."

"Wait bachelor."

"I strike at the girls."

"I'm a playboy, the bishop of love."

"I'll ride on the minds of girls.."

"..and emotionally torment them."

"Wait bachelor."

"I'm floored."

"Wait bachelor."

"I'm floored."

"Wait bachelor."

Hello.

- Where are you?

At home?

- Home? What do you mean?

I mean the studio.

The studio feels more

like home these days.

But you were supposed

to come home in the afternoon.

My computer crashed.

And, you know, Trisha..

..I will have to redo

everything I did last night.

But I was waiting for you, Sid.

You could've at least called.

Trisha, I forgot

under all the stress.

And you sound as

if I enjoy doing this.

I am sorry, I didn't mean that.

Call me when you're done.

Bye.

Trisha.

Trisha, I am leaving.

- Yes, aunty, you can go.

When is Sid coming?

- He isn't coming.

Careful.

- Millie.

How many times do I tell you..

..don't throw your toys around?

Keep everything inside,

I am fed up, she doesn't understand.

What do you want her to understand?

That her mother's venting..

..her father's frustration on her?

You won't understand

how frustrating it is, aunty.

I can't spend time with

Sid even if I don't want to.

Okay, now that you're all ready.

Let's go for a walk outside.

You will feel better.

And Millie?

I'll look after Millie.

But, you get just

one day in a week..

Don't worry about me.

I am like your mother,

not your mother..

..so, I don't have

a right to worry for you.

Aunty, I trust you

more than my mother..

..but, that's not it.

Take my advice.

Don't ever depend on

anyone for your happiness.

Come on, go.

After Millie was born,

I lost contact with everyone.

Who do I go with?

Get out of the house first..

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