Bobby

Raja!

-I did it for fun. -Is he of your age?

-Nobody's of my age here. -Sushma!

He's being a pest!

-Keep him with you. Go now! -Come on!

Mr. Ram Nath!

You forgot me? Didn't even invite me!

How can anyone forget you, Mrs. Pestonjee?

You don't look like a mother of a six-year-old boy.

You look like a 16-year-old girl!

This is your son, right? My dear darling child...

Now, give me a kiss.

He bit me!

Oh, God!

Haven't you taught him any manners or etiquette?

An absolute brute!

Your son bit my cheek! He should be thrown out of the house!

You should send him to a reform school.

Come here.

Apologize!

No! What if somebody kisses you forcefully?

Hey! He's just a kid. Does one hit a kid like that?

Shut up! Is this your upbringing?

Hush! I didn't teach him to be rude.

A kid's conduct is a mother's responsibility.

Mother! When have you let me be a mother?

Sushma!

Two woolen coats!

Six vests!

Six undergarments!

Three colored jerseys!

Convince the master, madam.

How will he stay without his parents?

Didn't you think of this before? We trusted you with him

and he became careless. We never realized that you

are a servant here, not his mother.

I may not be his mother, but I was like a mother to him.

And if that's the case, excuse me for being blunt.

But you didn't even breastfeed him. Are you his mother?

Mrs. Braganza!

Today, I'm really very happy, but also, a bit sad.

Sad, because you've been with me for so many years

and I love you all.

But today, my heart is heavy as I bid you goodbye.

I'm also glad to see you all

step into this world in the real sense.

From today your life is your own. I'll remind you once more

that you have to find your ways and your goals, yourself.

Take your decisions, yourself.

Believe me

success is simply impatient to come to you.

Raja, what's your plan? Are you staying back for the function?

I want to, and I've sought my parent's permission. Let's see.

There's our principal who tells us to take our own decisions,

and here's the mother's boy

who has to seek permission from them.

These are our fun days. Why seek permission to enjoy them?

-Sushi! -Hey!

-You're very late. How was Nimma's party? -Very nice.

-Are you staying up for me? -No. I need to finish some work.

Go and sleep. I'll come later.

There are some letters for you on the table. Take them.

It's from Raja.

-What does it say? -His exams have gone well.

And he has asked

if he can stay back for his farewell function on the 24th?

24th? When is his birthday?

-On the 23rd. -23rd? Then how can he stay back?

No. I'm going to celebrate his birthday in a grand manner.

It's a good excuse to invite my clients and business friends.

Also, he'll come to know more about the business

by socializing with people here.

Tell him to come home soon.

Well, mother's boy, all packed and ready to go?

Yes. My parents wish that I reach home by the 23rd.

-It's my birthday. -Really? How old will you be?

18!

Don't be funny. You still have your milk teeth!

-I'm doing some work. -Must be penning a poem.

People go out in the evenings to seek a muse for their poetry.

And this guy here... Come, I'll show you something.

To hell with you! I've brought a poetry in motion!

One look and you'll write down ten odes to her!

I'll burn that diary of yours! Can't you spare me a moment?

Oh!

-Come on. Let me deal with you first. -Okay.

Come on. Look towards the gate.

-There's a limit... -Amar, listen!

Cool it.

You have your whole life to write poetry. But a girl like--

Aren't you ashamed, Sham?

What if your parents find out you're into all of this instead of studying?

Don't get worked up now. Are our parents losing sleep over us?

I'm telling the truth, that's why people get disturbed.

Tell me. Do you love your parents?

Be honest.

I don't lie!

Shall I tell you?

You don't love them, because they don't love you!

Love begets love. They had you, and then dumped you here!

Who has the time nowadays to hold their kids to their hearts?

The world is moving fast, and we all have to keep up with it. Right?

I want to be with the world.

I must find a friend, who won't ditch me when the need arises.

Okay.

Mother!

Mother!

I'm home, Mother.

-Hello, sir. -Where's my mother?

She went for a meeting.

-She asked me to look after you. -Oh!

-And daddy must be in his office. -Yes, sir.

Raja!

Mother.

Bless you. How you've grown! Just like your father!

-Are you fine? -Yes.

I was worried that the party is tomorrow and still there's no sign of you.

Thought we'd have to cancel it.

That would've been a problem.

Okay, son, I'll go now. I have some important work pending.

Listen, I left the meeting halfway. They'll wait for me.

-I'm late. -Come along then.

Okay, Raja, take a wash and have lunch. See you in the evening.

And if you need anything, beckon Ramdin.

Love begets love. They had you and dumped you here!

Who has the time nowadays to hold their kids to their hearts?

Ramdin!

-You're all dolled up. -Why?

Waiting for someone?

-Your son's not to be seen. -I was about to say the same.

He's a bit shy. There were no girls in his boarding school, you see.

Please go upstairs and call him.

I've to attend to my guests.

-Which room? -The one on your right.

-What is it? -Nothing.

-Has he bathed? -Yes.

What's wrong? I'll get him.

I'll call him myself.

You're knocking my door now? Didn't you know that earlier?

I knew, but I didn't know that

you'd treat your home, like your boarding school.

-Pass me that towel, please. -Yes?

-Who are you and what are you doing here? -I'm Neema.

I'm a dancer and I run a modern dancing school.

I'm your mother's bridge partner too.

My mother's downstairs, and so is the party.

I know. Your mother has called you downstairs immediately.

Immediately? Like this? You go ahead. I'll come later.

-Wait here. I'll just come. -Okay.

Excuse me for coming uninvited. Congratulations for today.

I've baked a cake for Raja. A sponge cake. His favorite.

-Ramdin! -Yes, madam.

-Take this from her. -Okay, madam.

Mr. Ahluwalia.

Happy Birthday, son.

-Mr. Das. -Happy birthday, young man.

Ms. Mackenzie!

Mr. Dutt.

-God bless you. -Alright!

Congratulations! A very happy birthday!

Give a kiss to your auntie.

Hold on. You won't bite my cheek, will you?

Why are you gaping at him?

When you were a kid, you had bitten my cheek.

And I had screamed...

"Help! He bit my cheek."

Mrs. Pestonjee, he's not a kid anymore. He cleared his Senior Cambridge exams.

Is that so? Then, it's okay. Come along then. Give me a kiss.

Naughty boy! Anyway, it's okay that you did it to me.

But don't try it on a girl.

She'll give you a sound beating.

I won't beat you!

I know a secret about Raj...

which nobody knows!

And I'm happy to share it with you all.

And the secret is that Raj

-doesn't just have a beautiful body-- -What are you doing?

He has a wonderful heart as well.

And this is proved by the fact that Raj is a poet

and writes lovely poems. On all your behalf

I now request him to recite a song, a poem, a couplet...

No. I don't know any poem. I've never penned any couplet.

-Have you taken over my life? -Will you recite it or sing?

If I say I can't sing, you'll get a proof for that too!

Do you sing?

Yes. He sings and I dance.

Come on, everybody, have a seat!

I'm no poet

I'm no poet

But my pretty one

Ever since I have seen you

Poetry has just come to me

I'm no poet

But my pretty one

Ever since I have seen you

Poetry has just come to me

I'm no lover either

But dear lovely one

Ever since I have seen you

I've become a lover