Kaabil (काबिल)

Hello, Rohan. Good morning!

Mrs. Mukherjee, good morning.

-How are you? -I am fine.

So? Excited?

Can't you hear the excitement in my voice?

Rohan, please be there at 10:45.

I will be there on time, don't worry.

Ok.

But, it would be better if you could be there, Mrs. Mukherjee.

I mean, since you've set up everything.

So, if you could make it, it would be very nice.

Why, Rohan? Are you scared of a girl?

If I had to lie, then no. But, honestly, a little bit.

I guess it's probably because it's the first time.

Rohan, is someone going along with you?

Yes. The one and only, Zafar.

Oh ok... good!

All the best, then!

-Yes, Mrs. Mukherjee. Thank you! -Ok, Rohan.

-I'll see you. Bye. -Bye.

Hey Percy, what happened?

-Has the chain come off again? -Yes.

Your old cycle will never get a new twist!

Yes.

So what do we do?

Fix it, please.

Tell your dad to buy you a new cycle now.

Rohan uncle, you know my father.

He hasn't changed his father's vintage Lambretta yet.

-My cycle stands no chance. -Your father is a typical Parsi.

-Hold the bike. -Yes.

Good.

It's high time you learnt how to fix this.

-Yes. -I've shown it to you so many times.

Let's test it.

All set.

Yes!

Thanks, Rohan.

-You are welcome. -Wow. You are the best.

Tell me, how do you ride a bike?

With faith and confidence.

When you have these, you don't need to see the road ahead. Remember that.

-Yes. -Papa is here.

Good morning, Cyrus.

Son, how do you catch me everyday without even seeing me?

Do you have a code locked in your nose for everyone?

Mutton curry, Cyrus. Your code.

-See you in the evening, Percy. -Yes.

Mutton curry.

Is she here?

Tell me.

Brother...

You are quite fair.

But, she is even fairer.

Your kids will look like foreigners.

Here...

-Hello. Hi. -Hi.

I am Rohan Bhatnagar.

Sorry, I am late.

It's all right.

This is Supriya... Supriya Sharma.

Hi.

And I am Geeta Sanyal.

Hello.

It's best if Rohan and Supriya sit here,

you and I can sit there.

One particular snack is very famous here.

Rohan, shall I ask for an extra helping for you?

No...

I'll order some for you too, my dear sister-in-law.

You come, please.

Ok.

I am so sorry.

Sometimes Zafar speaks nonsense.

I hope you don't mind.

It's all right.

By the way, every time Mrs. Mukherjee mentions you

she's all praises.

Has she said anything about me?

Yes, so often that I could not think of anyone else but you...

if I wanted to get married.

What do you mean?

I owe a lot to Mrs. Mukherjee.

I am here because she insisted.

Actually, I don't ever want to get married.

Please turn down this proposal.

Any excuse will do.

Like?

Like... you didn't like me.

That means...

I have to lie in spite of not wanting to.

Rohan, I work.

I earn a living.

I don't depend on anyone.

But, in real life how can two negatives make a positive?

Actually,

it's funny because...

I don't want to get married either.

Then... why?

The same... Mrs. Mukherjee's pressures.

Yes.

But...

in just this meeting, I have learnt that...

you are not just confident but also very independent.

And I think that's... that's really amazing.

Thank you.

Can I say something, Su?

A man's self-confidence is his strength.

You and I... we are not weak.

Then why are you so afraid of walking with me?

Because darkness cannot light up darkness, Rohan.

Right.

But having someone with you in the darkness...

can make it seem less daunting.

I am confused.

Do you want to get married or not?

I do.

But, not yet.

I want to give you some time.

Just to be sure.

Of you... of me.

Of us.

So, you know...

Let's... let's just see.

Would you like some tea?

Yes.

My friend has done it.

Look at their approving smiles... it's a yes!

Congratulations on the wedding!

Welcome the Lord Ganesha!

Welcome this beautiful Lord!

Oh sweet Lord... welcome!

Lord Ganpati!

Welcome!

Oh sweet Lord...

Welcome!

Welcome the Lord Ganesha.

So, shall we meet tomorrow?

When? Where?

Why?

If you want to be sure,

it's important to meet every day. Isn't it, Su?

Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday I am at the dance studio.

You dance, too?

I play the piano and students dance.

You literally make people dance to your tunes.

I get it now.

Rohan...

bye!

Bye, Su.

-Shall we go? -Handsome!

Hey, is it your birthday today?

New clothes and all?

Shall I send you some cake and wafers?

Yes, send them.

Son of a...

I've heard that love is blind.

But, the blind falling in love,

now that's new to me.

That was nice.

I know it's simple but I couldn't.

-Yes, please? -Is Supriya here?

Yes. There she is.

-Can you...? -Sure. I'll take you.

You guys go. I'll come.

-Supriya? -Yes?

Your friend is here.

Hi.

Rohan!

Surprised or shocked?

Pleasantly surprised.

Thank God.

Sit.

There's... There's a stool...

Good... thanks.

How are you?

I am good.

So, till what time is this dance class?

I think this is the last session.

Coffee afterwards?

Yes. Sure.

Ok.

Let's take a five-minute break.

Su?

-Yes? -You don't dance?

I dance.

You dance well?

I think I dance quite well.

-Really? -Yes.

And you?

Actually, I...

Su, what is the size of this dance floor?

40 by 40.

So, square.

Any levels?

One.

And...

why do you ask that?

Because I feel like... we should try.

-What? -Yes.