Shirin Farhad Ki Toh Nikal Padi Page #7

Synopsis: Farhad Pastakia (Boman Irani) has a dream job as a bra-and-panty salesman. Except that he is a 45-year old Parsi bachelor still living with his overbearing mother and grandmother. But it's not like he's stopped trying. Desperate to get him married, Farhad's mother drags him to see women and even to embarrassing Parsi matrimony services. In the midst of all the daily humdrum, Farhad meets the woman of his dreams: Shirin Fugawala ('Farah Khan'), who drops by his store. Shirin, who works at the Parsi Trust, hits it off with Farhad from the start. Everything seems to be perfect and Farhad gets ready to introduce Shirin to his mother. But mummy becomes the villain in their story when she discovers that Shirin is the devious Parsi Trust Secretary who got the illegal water tank in their home demolished. The water tank being the 'aakhri nishaani' of Farhad's late father doesn't help matters. The ups and downs in Shirin-Farhad's relationship and how the two try to make it work is the rest of th
Genre: Romance
Director(s): Bela Segal
Production: Eros Entertainment
 
IMDB:
4.3
Year:
2012
119 Views


- Thank you.

You'll be alright. Simple.

You'll be alright.

- Farhad.

No. No.

Can you do anything normally?

I never imagined my

engagement ring

will be coming out of there.

Tomorrow morning we'll sit in

the balcony and have coffee.

I will kill you Farhad if they put

a tube up my - It will come out.

They're here. They're here.

It hurts here.

Did the air pass?

Whenever I open the window

the air passes in and out.

I meant to say, 'fart'.

Usually, whenever I walk, talk,

sit and stand - I seem to fart healthy.

But I haven't been able

to for the past two days.

Nurse, inform me as soon as he farts.

- Yes, doctor.

I'll be back soon, okay.

Nargis, inform

Indira of the situation.

Tell her emergency's been declared.

The entire nation's running on gas

...and here, I alone cannot pass air.

Nurse. Just a minute.

- What happened?

Don't put that in the pot.

- Why?

You do know what this is, right?

I know, aunty. I know.

But the problem is

there's a diamond ring in it.

Oh my, where have you put the ring!

It's a very long story.

Don't put it in the pot yet.

Give it to me, I'll keep it safe.

No, no, that's my job.

- I'll keep it.

Aunty.

- It's my job.

Leave it. What are you doing?

It's my grandmother's.

So what? It's my job.

Aunty.

- Please. It's my job.

If this falls

- I'm very sorry.

Very sorry.

Have you passed gas yet?

Why do you keep asking me that?

Nargis, ask her to get a whistle

and put it behind there.

That way, when I finally do fart,

the entire hospital will get to know.

Okay, I'll be back.

There was just

a cherry seed in the pan.

Nothing in the X-ray.

So, where has the ring gone?

How do I know?

It wasn't in the bedpan, or

the x-ray, or the cake

and not even in the box..

Farhad, the ring's still in the box.

All the best, son.

You crazy man, what if I had

really swallowed the ring?

You crazy wo man .

You didn't swallow the ring

and still put up this charade.

Charade? There was

something stuck in my throat.

What was it? Just a cherry seed.

And you

Farhad, don't ever try

to put that ring on me.

Let me see.

Here I come. Here I come. Here I come.

Oh, God.

I say if we had given him

some eggs and potato

he would've

passed air in 15 minutes.

Farhad, it's beautiful.

Was it very expensive?

Why are you peeping into

someone else's room? - Nargis.

You'll wear it always?

- Always.

Don't lose it.

- I'll try.

Oh! Its so beautiful Farhad

Fart camel!

What should I decide now, Beroze?

Farhad's deciding

everything on his own.

He doesn't eat with us at home.

Doesn't talk to us.

Doesn't watch television together.

And doesn't even

visit the temple any more.

What do I say?

Don't worry, I'm with you.

Yes.

You know, I feel better coming here.

Nice idea, it was.

Come on, darling. Cheers.

- Cheers.

Hello, Gustad.

- Hello, Farhad.

How are you?

- Fine.

It's been long.

Remember, Shirin.

Hello.

- Hello.

We're friends now.

Your mommy's here too.

She's already had two beers.

Waiter.

Hi.

Girls on a drinking spree.

Beroze aunty.

How are you?

Shirin.

Hello. Hi, aunty.

I know her, your 'late night'.

Come, sit.

Hi mamma.

Shirin, would you

like to have something.

No, thanks.

Shirin.

Who else stays with you at home?

Me, my aunty and my Papa.

But he's been in a

coma for many years now.

You mean to say your papa will come

to live with you after your marriage?

Actually we haven't

decided anything yet

whether we'll bring papa

along or Farhad will stay with us.

Oh, God. She's choking.

Mama.

- Farhad, should I?

Aunty, we were going to

discuss this with you.

Oh, I'm honoured.

The both of you got

engaged in the hospital

without informing any of us.

Cheers.

So, Farhad's going to be

a 'live-in' son-in-law.

What's wrong in that?

No, no, not at all.

Farhad, a 'live-in' son-in-law.

What do you say, Nargis?

Cheers.

Aunty, I actually

wanted to apologise. - Why?

The other day

I criticized your prawn curry.

You think all this is

because of that prawn curry.

Then?

Remember that woman

you wanted to beat up?

That crazy old hag.

- Yes.

Yes, what about her?

Do you remember her address?

I can never forget

her flat number, aunty.

She must've called me

a thousand times

and written to me at a least

a hundred times by now.

I know that address by-heart.

Flat no. 7, C-block, 2nd floor.

Which block do we live in?

- C-block.

And which floor?

- Let it be, mama.

Second. Second floor.

Yes and do you remember when

you came over for lunch that day?

Which apartment did you come to?

Flat number

I am that old hag

the one you wanted to beat up

shoot with a gun.

My name is Nargis Pastakia.

Farhad's mommy.

Excuse me.

Mama. Mama. Mama.

Shirin. Shirin.

Cheers!

Shirin.

- Get lost, Farhad.

Shirin.

- Shut up, Farhad.

Listen to me

- I can't believe

that you didn't tell me..

...all this while that your mother was

Nargis Pastakia.

Since childhood,

her name's been Nargis Pastakia.

Very funny, Farhad.

And I was impressed for no reason

that you found me

without knowing my name or number.

You weren't there to see me

you'd come to fight with me.

And on top of that, flattering yourself

saying, "Destiny brought me here".

If it wasn't Destiny

- What else was it? - What?

In fact, you should thank my mommy.

I see, really?

If my mother hadn't gotten

into this mess with you

If you wouldn't

have demolished that tank.

Then I would never have

come to your office

and we would never have met again.

If it isn't 'Destiny',

then what is it?

But you should've told me,

at least once

that that fatso was your mommy.

- I didn't.

Now you wait Mr. Farhad Pastakia..

You want to break the tank again.

- You're tank is gone.

You want to break the tank again.

I will break it.

- Go ahead, break it.

Break it.

- I will.

But please, make

sure of just one thing.

Don't ever break my heart.

Melodrarnatic bugger, came here!

Farhad. I wish to talk to you.

Mama, please don't

start all over again.

You never have time to

talk to your mother.

But so eager you are

always to talk to her.

Answer it. Answer it.

She must be dying to talk to you.

Come on, come on, come on, Farhad.

Pick up the phone.

Why don't you answer it?

It's obvious, she's more

important to you than us.

Shirin.

- Aunty, I can't get through.

He isn't answering his phone.

Why are you wasting

time with the phone?

Hello, Farhad.

Farhad, why weren't you taking

Why are you calling

me again and again?

I'll call you back!

Come on. Where were you people?

I've been calling on

you'll for so long.

What are you staring at? Hurry up.

Move aside.

- Shirin, come on.

Straight.

Shirin.

Come on.

He got up on my bed.

Be careful.

What are you doing?

Mind his head.

Ma'am, please. Let us do ourjob.

He's my father, not yours.

You'll have arrived so late.

Ma'am, please. We're doing it.

Hurry UP-

Shirin.

Papa.

Put the mask properly.

- Shirin.

Shirin, take your bag.

Will you go alone,

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Sanjay Leela Bhansali (Gujarati: [ˈsəndʒeː ˈlilɑ ˈbʱəɳs̪ɑli]; born 24 February 1963) is an Indian film director, producer, screenwriter, and music director. One of the most successful filmmakers in Indian cinema, Bhansali is the recipient of several awards, including four National Film Awards and ten Filmfare Awards. In 2015, the Government of India honoured him with the Padma Shri, the fourth highest civilian award. Bhansali made his directorial debut with Khamoshi: The Musical (1996), for which he received the Filmfare Critics Award for Best Film. He rose to prominence in Indian cinema with the commercially successful and widely acclaimed romantic drama Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam (1999), the romantic drama Devdas (2002) — which received nomination for the Best Foreign Film at British Academy of Film & Television Awards (BAFTA) — and the drama Black (2005), for all of which he received multiple Best Director Awards and Best Film Awards along with additional Critics Award for Best Film for the latter at Filmfare Awards, and multiple National Film Awards for the latter two. However, he followed it by directing consecutive commercially flop films such as Saawariya (2007) and Guzaarish (2010), however, Guzaarish received positive reviews from critics and audiences. This changed with his adaptation of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet — the tragic romance Goliyon Ki Raasleela Ram-Leela (2013) — opened to positive reviews and strong box office collections, for which he received several awards and nominations. His home production biographical sports film Mary Kom (2014), had him receive his third National Film Award. His period dramas Bajirao Mastani (2015) and Padmaavat (2018) rank among the highest-grossing Indian films of all time. For the former, he won the National Film Award for Best Direction, as well as Best Director and Best Film Awards at Filmfare. He is an alumnus of the Film and Television Institute of India. He is the founder of the production house Bhansali Productions. Bhansali has adopted the middle name "Leela" as a tribute to his mother, more…

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