Veere Di Wedding Page #3

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Eh... Nirmal?

Avni! Hi.

Nice to meet you. - So nice to meet you.

Yeah.

Yeah that's... But let's talk about you.

So you are lawyer at Tees Hazari? That's really good.

Please!! Have you ever been to Tees Hazari?

Paan-stained corridors,

pathetic canteen and bathrooms... quite a sight.

Yeah. Very dirty.

You corporate lawyers have it good.

AC offices, top shot clients, holidays in Spain.

How do you know that I went to Spain?

How do you know?

Actually...

Actually, I... I checked you out on Facebook.

Sorry. - Excuse me.

Yes, Mamma? - What're you doing?

You guys are talking?

'Nirmal?'

'You're gonna have sex with someone called Nirmal?'

No. Just... having dinner. Tell me.

Don't forget to discuss the contract.

Better safe than sorry. - No, it's okay.

Okay, I'll be there. Good night.

Mom.

You're pretty close to you mom huh?

Yeah. Very.

Me too.

Avni, can I ask you something?

Yeah sure, go ahead.

See, I know this may sound a little unromantic, but...

What do you think about signing a contract before marriage?

A contract?

You mean like a prenup?

Please don't misunderstand.

Everything is so complicated these days that...

I mean, I just...

Frankly, It's important for both of us.

And mamma was also saying that...

Of course not. I'm a lawyer.

I mean, in fact, I'm a divorce lawyer.

Who will understand this better than me?

I really like you.

I really do.

'You are invited to bless the maariage of Rishab and Kalandi.'

Come.

"Teri Maa Ka Phone Meri Maa Ka Phone Sab Ki Maa Ka.."

"Maa Ka Phone Aaya Maa Ka Phone Aaya."

Yes, Mother? - Kunkun Aunty called.

Were you having some sort of an affair in London?

I am gonna that Kunkun Aunty up. I will...

Vineet's aunt was telling her that.

Mom, please stop listening to all the these aunties say.

Goodbye. - Bye.

Bloody dog...

Who was it?

No one. Airtel.

Listen...

Had Vineet asked you to sign a contract before marriage

would you have gone ahead?

With what face? That cheap

I am the one who should have asked for a contract.

Hmm.

Has Meera landed? - Yes, just.

Hey Bride-to-be, lets see that face!

Missed you.

Hi, baby. - Hello?

Kalindi? It's me, Mamma.

Yes, Aunty!

Actually, Shishu is sleeping.

I needed that ring.

Ring? What ring?

The one he proposed to you with.

He'll give you back at the engagement function.

Shishu is absolutely useless. He forgot to tell you.

One more thing,

according to our customs, we'll present you with a veil.

Keep it carefully, you'll need to use it for...

the annual marital fast. - Okay.

You might want to write all this down.

You'll need rock salt.

Dear, we also believe in... - Okay, Aunty.

We 'll also be performing a ceremony to welcome you. - Okay.

Also we worship the Goddess of...

Got all that? That's all.

Okay, Aunty. - Okay, dear.

Okay.

Help! Come over ASAP!

Move... you're half blind.

Golguppas... for everyone! And keep them coming.

Only diet ones for her. - What the hell! No.

Then she says, I have so many ideas.

I suggest we do a theme. I suggest we serve a Bengali fish dish.

I suggest you go yourself.

What happened?

So is Paromita going to sit beside Uncle at the wedding ceremony?

What? No.

Actually, it. Let her. I just don't care anymore.

Cookie Uncle is gonna shoot her.

I'm tired of making all these decisions.

Check out some of Avni's potential husbands.

Driver...

Orphan, rapist! - Stop it.

This one, below poverty line.

Arranged marriage?

I mean Avni seriously!

Inspite of being with Rishabh for three years, I'm scared.

Thank you. Knock some sense into her.

You had a love marriage. Had fun?

It didn't even last a year bro.

Guys, I love him.

Remember?

"Papa... Papa I wanna have a destination wedding, okay?"

Somehow you guys always end up riding my ass?

Because it's you. Can't help it!

Anyway, I am almost thirty.

You get introduced through friends or parents, it's the same thing.

Please Avni, stop quoting your mother.

Let me be! Just let me be... Aunty. Yes, Aunty?

I just wanted to discuss the timing for the meet

and greet function tomorrow. - How much do I have to pay you?

Our priest suggested that you should come between 8:30 and 9:00.

Okay? I don't like to force you.

But our priest suggested,

since you'll be coming home for the first time...

it should be at an auspicious hour. Okay?

No, everything will be very casual. There is no formality.

Its just our families meeting.

So just wear something white or red.

Keep this here. Be careful.

These have to be delivered at the groom's house.

What happened? - Avni!

Arjun! - How are you?

Hi... I... I'm good.

Congratulations. - What the !

Your child?

It... it... it's not mine. That's Meera's son.

Oh.

How is aunty?

Just as she was... Crazy.

I'm glad you changed your mind.

About? - Kids.

Yeah. That...

He's very cute.

Dear let's go.

I gotta go. So... See you.

Ok... Bye.

My baby.

So you and Vineet...?

Are you sure?

Can I say I don't know?

Just don't say anything to Avni, please.

So after this epic disaster of yours, any marriage advice for me?

Yes. Run run!

"Doors are closed, walls are thick to boost."

"Why do you hesitate..."

"just drop the bass." - Don't you know how to drive?

Bharat Matrimony has sent the profiles of three more boys.

I really liked one of them.

He's very nice. He's tall, fair and has a good job.

Just missing a few strands hair on his head.

"There's so much to say, lazy nights are wasting away."

"Make these nights lively, drop the bass, anyway."

"I'd say no otherwise..."

"I'd say no otherwise..."

"Today my inhibitions have gone for a ride."

"I won't give in without a fight."

"Drop the bass, mate."

All right ladies.

We are officially in west side of Delhi now.

I should've worn a traditional dress.

"Love is..."

You should've brought Keshav Uncle with you.

Malhotras should meet our family,

one fruit basket at a time. - Don't touch, it's looking good.

Hey, I don't mind!

My look!

Her father will never stop being stingy.

He brings one bottle with him and that too some local .

Hi, Uncle. Hi, Aunty. - Hi uncle. Hello ma'am.

Kishan.

Hello, Cookie.

Shall we?

Did you take out the booze from the car?

Hello uncle. - After you.

Come. Come.

Aunty!

She is your mother-in-law's husband's sister's grand daughter.

Kalindi, why don't you give us a Shishu Junior soon.

Right, Sarita?

Aunty?

Are you alright?

You know, I always wanted a daughter.

So when Shishu was young, I loved dressing him up... frocks

clips...

I'm glad you've come into our lives.

I was in fact going to suggest the community hall.

Community hall?

Oh God! Take me.

What will people think!?

A farmhouse has a charm of its own.

We were actually hoping for a destination wedding.

'Destination wedding?'

Can I make it hard?

What? - The drink.

No, thank you.

Are you from Khalsa College?

Not at all.

KMC?

Actually, Simbi.

Ah... Pune!

I've done my fair share of dirty dancing there!

I haven't been for a while.

That's too bad.

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